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Five Nights Ch. 01

By: toomuchinmyhead



AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains scenes of extramarital and unprotected sex. If this is not your cup of tea, feel free to move on.



"Did you guys want to go in?"

We were over at Mike and Marybeth's place, and had finished dinner on the outside deck and were clearing the table after dinner, except Mike, who was preparing after-dinner drinks inside. I looked to Sue, who usually made the temperature decisions.

"No," she said, grabbing plates, "I don't think so. It's warm enough, right?" She looked to me to endorse her opinion. 

"Let's stay out," I agreed. 

We chatted as we brought the food back in, stowed the leftovers, and loaded the dishwasher. Sue and I knew where everything went because we did this more than a few times a year. With three of us on the job we finished quickly. By the time we got back out Mike had the bug candles lit, the outside lights on, and drinks served. We settled in for drinks and discussion.

We got together regularly, but the purpose of this evening's dinner was to make final plans for the annual vacation, coming in a month. We were both celebrating 10-year anniversaries, and the plans for renting the shore house had begun during last years' vacation. We were putting finishing touches on transportation, supplies, entertainment agenda and possibilities, etc. We didn't really need to do any of that; we'd all be perfectly happy just showing up and winging it, but Marybeth was kind of a control freak; she knew it, we knew it, and we indulged her harmless control episodes. It had been a joke amongst us since late in college, a few years before we married. She took the teasing, but couldn't back off the control.

Since we lived more than an hour away, we always stayed over when we visited. Neither couple had children as yet, but we were starting to talk about it. Sometimes they visited us, but usually we visited them. And since we were staying, drinking was not an issue. We usually got pretty toasted on these visits, and tonight would be no exception. So we let Marybeth get her organizing issues out of the way before devolving into intoxicated banter. 

It took a few more rounds before she got all the details settled. We agreed to everything she said, like we always do, but the drunker we got the more we laughed, until even she realized we weren't taking her seriously, and she put her notes and lists away, and all we had left to talk about was how great this vacation was going to be, and recalling details of our past vacations.

"Here's to vacation!" I called out, and everyone responded, and drank. We were really only sipping. We knew we were drunk enough, except Sue and her lists. We went around the table, toasting, "To the shore!" or "the hot sun and cold beer" and the like. 

"Here's to us," Mike called out suddenly, and we laughed and said, "To us!" and were ready to drink, but Mike didn't move. "Here's to us," he started again, and we quieted a little, "to ten years of marriage, to the best girl I know, and the best friends anyone could have." He drank, and we joined him, with "absolutely" and Marybeth kissed him and said he was sweet. Then Sue kissed him on the cheek, too, and when she sat back down, she raised her glass. 

"Here's to friendships that doesn't fade," and she turned to me, adding, "and love that grows stronger over time." She drank.

"And sex that gets better!" Marybeth added, and we all laughed, cheered "sex!" and drank. 

"Yes," I called, raising my glass, "to Sex. To Hot Chicks and Wild Women fulfilling my fantasies," I paused, they were all looking at me, "may she never leave me!" I added, and Sue slapped my arm.

Mike raised his glass, called "to fantasies" and we cheered, "Yeah! Fantasies!" and "Make my day!" "My dreams come true!" We laughed, and Marybeth put her head on Mike's shoulder. Sue kissed me, and sat back, and asked, "I fulfill your fantasies?" 

"Yeah, Jason, does Sue fulfill all your fantasies?"

"You're stuck now, buddy," Mike chuckled, "good luck!" Marybeth turned and scowled at him. "What?" 

She turned back to me, and said, "So? Does she?"

"Yeah, do I?" Sue chimed, teasingly. I was kind of stuck here. We had a vigorous sex life, and did lots of adventurous things, and had long shared what turned us on, what got us aroused, etc. We watched porn, played with toys, even did some public stuff. But I had no idea how much Sue wanted me to share out loud. I dodged.

"That's really two different questions," and Marybeth grunted. I continued. "No, really, Sue asked if she fulfills my fantasies, and of course, the answer is yes." I turned to her. "Of course you do." We kissed.

"Good answer," she whispered.

"But Marybeth asked, does Sue fulfill ALL of my fantasies." Cheers from Mike. Fake horrified look from Sue, and a sly smirk from Marybeth. 

"So," Marybeth prodded, "what fantasies do you have that she doesn't fulfill?"

I laughed, expecting that everyone would laugh with me, and found them smiling, but silent. "What?" I asked. Mike tipped his glass to me. Sue looked back at me, expectantly.

"C'mon, Jason, tell us," Marybeth chided. "Your wife deserves to know. And we all," she waved her hand, "want to know." She was grinning mischievously.

"Yes, Jason," Sue added, "please tell us. We all want to know." She leaned back in her chair, waiting. I glanced at Mike, and he averted his eyes. "Well," I started, uncomfortably, "there's fantasies, and then there's fantasies," I stalled.

"Oh, bullshit," Marybeth said, "you wuss!"

"That's not much of an answer, Jason," Sue goaded. "What's the matter? You keeping secrets from me?" 

"No, no," I said, defensively, "It's that, you know, there are fantasies that you want to do, and there are, you know, FANTASIES; ideas that are, well, arousing, that get you excited. But that you don't think of doing, right?" I was struggling. "But you think about them." Everyone thought about that, seemed to agree, but Marybeth wouldn't let it go so easy.

"Like what?" she asked.

"Yeah, Jason," Sue added, "like what?"

I was a little uncomfortable broadcasting my hidden fantasies in front of my friends. Sue and I had enacted each other's fantasies over the years, and confessed desires, but some things I had never even told her. Quickly, I decided to turn it around. 

"All right. But first, you all agree there are things that you do, and things that get you hot that you would probably never do, yes?" I looked, met each person's eyes, till they agreed. "So, we all have fantasies that we haven't done?" They all said yes. "Fine, so if you want to know mine, everyone has to tell one."

Sue grinned. "You big chicken!" She sat up in her chair, took a sip of her drink, and leaned to me. "What's the matter, you're embarrassed?"

"It must be some dark fantasy, Jason!" Marybeth added.

"I think he's right," Mike chimed in, coming to my rescue, "it's only fair." He was grinning too, but I looked at him, and we both knew. We'd be able to get some juicy stuff from the girls. 

"Yeah, it's only fair," I confirmed. "Everybody has to say."

"In fact," Mike added, "Everyone should tell two fantasies," he said, raising his glass to me. "One that they have done, and one that they haven't done!"

The girls howled in delight, unexpectedly. The conversation was going to get hot, I thought. I figured Sue was drunk enough to let loose, but I thought Marybeth was still mostly sober. We started debating who should go first, when Sue blurted out, "I sucked Jason's dick on the train!"

Mike and Marybeth howled, and Marybeth reached over the table to high-five Sue. "You go, girl!" Sue laughed, sat back, and continued.

"We had talked about doing something in public, the idea always made me hot, you know? Someone seeing? Getting caught? We talked about it, you know, during sex. So one night we were out in the city, and we were pretty loaded. You know we always take the train in, because we don't like to drive home drunk. And we knew we'd be drinking. So, we're near the back of the car, and it's mostly empty, and-"

"Mostly empty?" Mike asked.

"Yeah there were a couple of other people further up the car. And I was leaning on his shoulder, and he had his arm around me. So I went for it."

"Went for it, what's that?" Marybeth asked, grinning. "C'mon, spill the beans."

"What do you want, graphic description?" Sue asked. "I slipped my head down, pulled his dick out, and sucked his dick." She grinned. "To completion!" 

"True story," I added. I clinked my beer bottle to her glass. "It was incredible." I laughed to myself. "I didn't tell her, but there was something on her chin as we left the train. I think the conductor saw us!" 

"No way!" Sue exclaimed. She slapped my arm. "Why didn't you say something?"

"I thought you might not do it again." Everyone laughed. 

"Nice work, Sue," Mike said, and I felt momentarily awkward, hearing another man congratulate my wife on blowing me.

"Thank you, Mike," she said. I guess she didn't feel awkward. "What about you?"

"OK," Mike started. He glanced at Marybeth, and started. "Similar to yours, I had a public thing. I wanted Marybeth to dress in a sexy outfit and go out with me, to dinner and a club. We only did it once, but she wore this really low-cut blouse, and a short skirt, and heels, right? And no underwear." He paused, and we waited. "She was nervous at first, but she relaxed, and got into it. By the time we got to the club she was flashing her pussy at me, and by the time we left, she showing hr ass to the world." He took a drink. "Man, we fucked like animals that night, I was so hot. We talked about it for weeks!" 

Marybeth was nodding her agreement, and Sue said, "you trashy bitch!" and they laughed, and Marybeth said, "hey, at least I wasn't walking around with jizz on my chin!" and we all howled.

"On her chin!" I laughed, and they all turned to me as I explained. "Over the years we started watching porn – real ones, not that cheesy cable crap." Everyone nodded agreement. "I developed a thing for facials, and over time wanted to try it. The idea really excited me, y'know?" More nods. Sue blushed a little and looked into her drink. "So, Sue fulfilled my fantasy," I reached over and clinked her glass, "more than once, actually."

"Nice," Mike smirked.

"And nasty!" Marybeth added, her voice colored with fascination. "Did you like it?" 

"Not so much the first time," Sue admitted, then smiled, "but more later."

Marybeth turned to me. "So," she grinned, "a recurring fantasy!" I grinned back. Sue had started to enjoy it after the second time, and as long as it didn't get in her eyes, was really good at it – mouth open, tongue out, talking to me as I got close, telling me how much she wanted it. But I wasn't going to say that out loud.

"OK, then," Marybeth began, "my turn." She sat up straight in her chair, and waited until she had everyone's full attention. "You may have noticed," she started, "that I have a bit of a control issue-"

"No, no way," we all cajoled her, "not you!"

She smiled, acknowledging the needling, and continued. "Well, I always wanted to take full control," she said, resting her elbows onto the table and leaning forward. "Mike and I dabbled a little, like blindfolds, tying hands. But then once he let me go full out." Her voice lowered conspiratorially as she turned to Sue and me. "Complete obedience. I had full control. He was my slave for the evening." She turned to Mike, and Mike looked directly back at her. "I had my way with him, and he served my every need and desire." She sat back, contentedly, and turned to us. "It was delightful."

Remarkably, Mike had almost the same contended look. Or maybe it was fulfillment. Or admiration. Whatever it was, the memory of their event clearly agreed with him. 

Marybeth sat up straight again, slapped her hands dramatically on the table, and turned to me. "OK, Jason, we all told dirty stories about our spouses fulfilling out fantasies. Now, back to the first question, and no more changing the subject." She leaned in my direction. "You said that my good friend Sue fulfills most of your fantasies, and that means there are fantasies that you have that she hasn't fulfilled."

"Actually, I think we all agreed that we all have-"

"Yeah, yeah, right, we will all tell our own, but this time it's your turn to go first. Spill it, buddy." She sat back, then leaped up again. "And not one of those 'I would never actually do it' fantasies. Something you really would-"

"All right, all right," I cut her off. "There is a fantasy I have that I would do. I think once or twice it came up in sex talk, but never seriously, because I never considered it a possibility." I took a breath. "I would love to have a threesome. With Sue and another woman."

"Yeah, baby, threesome," Mike called, raising his glass in salute.

"I know the classic male fantasy is seeing two women, and that might be part of it, but for me it's having the two women at once." I checked Sue to see which negative reaction she experienced, but she seemed neither embarrassed nor annoyed. In fact she seemed interested. 

"Obviously," I explained, "Sue can't fulfill that fantasy, because she's only one person." I took her hand. "She's the woman I love, and the woman I love to have sex with," she gave my hand a squeeze, and smiled a little drunkenly. "And the woman I'd love to have a threesome with." I smiled at the group. "I've never had a threesome."

"I've never had one either," Mike echoed, "and that would be my unfulfilled fantasy, too."

"Oh, really," Marybeth replied, sarcastically, "what a shocker. With me and another woman?"

"Yes. Absolutely."

"I guess you'd like some lesbian action, too?"

"It goes without saying."

"That's your unfulfilled fantasy?"

"Yep," he drank. "A threesome. I want one. I've never had one."

"Actually," Sue chimed in suddenly, "that's my fantasy, too." She raised a finger to interrupt. "But with two guys, of course."

"Really?" I asked. "Two guys?"

"Oh, definitely," she said, glancing at Marybeth. "Of course, you'd be one of them, just like I'd be one of yours." She paused. "I assume I'd be one of yours?

"Of course, you and another woman. How come you never said anything before?"

"Why? Were you going to bring home a friend?" she grinned. I grinned back. "It's a fantasy. Just like yours." She pointed. "Just like Mike."

"What about you, Marybeth?" I asked.

Marybeth was laughing silently to herself. Then she stopped, got serious, and looked at Mike. She took his hand, and held it between her hers.

"It was before we met," she said bluntly.

All three of us were silent. Sue and I waited for Mike to react. He was staring at Marybeth. Slowly he started to ... grin. "You're kidding."

"I am not kidding. I have had a threesome."

"Was it two guys or two girls?" Sue blurted.

"Actually," she sat back, her hand playing through her hair, "both. I've actually done it three times, but only two really count; the third one was a disaster."

"What happened?"

"It was a guy and his girlfriend, and she wasn't ready for it and she freaked out. It was bad." She smiled to herself. "But the other two were great!"

She looked at each of us. We were staring, waiting. "What? Are you shocked? I guess that's to be expected. Or are you jealous?" Still we were silent. "Oh, I see. Not enough information?" She shook her head slowly. "Kinky bastards. Okay." She took a breath. "The first time I was the second girl, it was with my roommate and her boyfriend. The second time was with two guys." She looked at Sue. "You're right, two guys is the way to go." 

"Oh, my God, I'm so jealous! You slut!" Her voice had a tinge of admiration under the drunken excitement. "Are they as exciting as they look in the movies?"

"That depends," she explained with less hesitation, "if you mean the professional porn actor movies, no. Not like that. But if you've been on the net and seen amateur movies, like, real people, who film themselves, then yes, it's like that, it can be like that."

"The first two times were good?" Mike asked, with obvious fascination of this aspect of his wife's past. "You enjoyed both of them?"

Marybeth was a more sheepish answering her husband, where she'd been bolder answering Sue. "Yeah. They were good. They were different from each other, obviously, but both were a lot of fun. Very enjoyable. Very," she paused, "hot."

The conversation continued like this, the three of us asking questions that danced around the edges of the topic, until I asked, "Well, we," I motioned to indicate my wife, Mike and me, "fantasize about it but have never done it. You've done it so it's not really a fantasy, so you still owe us an unfulfilled fantasy." I paused, then added, "Or would you do it again?" I looked at Sue and Mike. "Do you have an unfulfilled fantasy about a threesome?" 

Marybeth grinned slowly. "Oh, believe me, Jason," she said, her voice a steady and confident assurance, "I have a threesome fantasy." We all laughed.

"OK, so it's settled then," Sue joked, "we all want it! Let's get started!" We all laughed with her. "I'd be the second girl in yours," she joked. Mike and I both made exaggerated 'hot' sounds.

"And I," Mike teased Sue, "would be happy to be the second man in yours!" we all laughed. I had a flash of mental image of Sue with me and another guy, and suddenly the other guy was Mike. It interrupted my laugh a little, but we were all having fun. Sue turned to me and asked, "What about you Jason? Would you be Marybeth's second man? Or are you thinking about her as a second woman?" 

"Both!" I joked, and we all laughed again, except Marybeth, who was smiling but not laughing. There was something smoldering behind her eyes, and her face settled into a satisfied grin as the drunken laughter stopped.

"How adventurous are we?" she asked. No one answered for a second; I think we were all caught off guard, and drunk. Finally I said, "Well, I can't speak for you and Mike, but your stories sounded adventurous. But I can say for certain that Sue and I are adventurous." Sue nodded, and Marybeth turned to me. "We didn't tell the really wild stories," I grinned. Marybeth grinned right back, broadly.

"Jason, do you think Sue and I have secrets from each other? Believe me, I've heard some of those stories, and they're fucking hot as hell." She smiled knowingly at me, and then at Sue. "My point is, we are all four sexually adventurous, and all have a desire, a fantasy, to have a threesome, and yet no one has done it. Except me, and it was a long time ago. So my question is, why not? What's stopping you?"

"Me?" I asked. "What's stopping me?"

"Any of us," she clarified. "What stops any of us from having a threesome?"

There was a short silence. "Well, we're married," Sue managed. "We're faithful."

"So?"

"Well, it would be sex with someone else."

"Yeah, but it wouldn't be cheating," Marybeth countered, "cheating is when one person has sex with someone outside the marriage, without their partner's consent. This is both partners having sex with a third party, because they both want to. Right? Not sneaking behind someone's back. Not one partner getting and the other getting nothing. Right?" She waited for another answer. "Think about it, and I'll tell you what I think, and what I learned from my experience."

I tried to think, but frankly was too drunk to do anything but listen. I assumed Sue and Mike were in the same condition as me. We were in no shape to think complex thoughts. So we sat back and listened to Marybeth, as she talked us into convincing ourselves into what would be the wildest sexual experiences of our lives.

"We, all of us, are young, energetic, sexually active and adventurous people. We are two married couples with vigorous and exciting sex lives with our spouses. We all have rich sexual fantasies, some fulfilled, and others not." She turned her head as she spoke, looking each of us in the eye. She always had an uncanny ability to look directly at you when she spoke. "One fantasy we all have is a threesome that includes our spouse, and as we have all found out, our spouse has a similar if not identical fantasy, and yet we haven't mentioned these to our spouses before, much less done anything about it, even though we've all actively pursued fulfilling many fantasies that include only our spouses." She paused, looked at each of us. "We each love our spouses," she turned to Mike, in a lower voice, "I love you, honey," then turned back. "And I love you guys; you're our best friends." She sipped her drink, looked at each of us, then continued. "Sex is great, and keeps getting better. So why have none of us even discussed a threesome with our spouses?" She looked at each of us, not for an answer, but to make sure we were still with her. "It's not because you can't have sex with another person. If aliens kidnap Mike, I would miss him," she grinned, "but I would not be celibate the rest of my life!" She looked us over again, smiling. "And I'm sure you wouldn't either."


Five Nights Ch. 01



"The fact is, you don't allow for the possibility of a threesome. You assume it will never happen, so while it remains a fantasy, it never becomes an idea. Your imagination doesn't entertain the details of how to do it, because your brain hasn't allowed that you could do it. If you allowed it, what would happen? Would you be disappointed if it never happened? What if you got the idea that it could happen, and then your spouse said no? Would you be angry? Would you silently blame them for denying you?" She paused again. "So you keep it to yourself, and you don't allow for the possibility." 

"But what if was possible? Not just an idea, but a possibility? Now that we all know that our partner has a similar fantasy, we can admit it; we can talk about it. Can we imagine it?" She held her glass, but she didn't drink, just turned it in her hands. "We fantasize about a third person, about how it would be, how great, how hot. Exciting. Who is this person that fits into our fantasy so well?" Her eyebrows arched and her voice elevated slightly in pitch. "How do you find them? Where do you start looking? Who would you pick? Would you pick a stranger? Or would you pick someone you know? Do you go to a bar or a club in another city and pick someone from the crowd? Will both of you agree on the selection?" She kept saying 'you' but she meant her and Mike, too, and we all knew it. "Or do you go for someone you know, that you're sure of, and that you know you can trust, and hope it's not too weird?" She put the glass down, and sat back. It felt like she wasn't done and didn't really want an answer, so I waited.

"In sex with our spouses, we grow together and explore more of our wild sides and become more adventurous. As we expand our sex lives, we expose more of ourselves to our spouse, more of our desires. We also expose our potential vulnerabilities. Could you do that with a stranger? Could you trust that what happened would stay between the three of you? Could you live with the risk that the stranger would act discreetly and responsibly?" 

"I told you I had experiences with threesomes when I was younger. In the second one, one of the guys turned out to be less than discreet afterwards. And I was young enough to think I could trust him. I learned differently."

"So where could you look for the hot exciting stranger who fulfills your threesome fantasy? The Internet? I doubt it. You don't know those people. Who are they? Are they who they say they are? Are they what they say they are? Are they healthy? Are they predators? You don't know. Too risky." 

"No, you need someone you can trust. And that means someone you know."

"Of course, sex with someone you know has an additional complication. If you know them well enough to trust them, you're probably going to see them in social situations after your 'recreation'. If they are close, you might see them frequently. How would you approach them with the idea? Are they single? Married? Does their spouse know? What will they say? If they say no, what then? How do you face them after that? A million things could go wrong, but only one can go right. And then what if they say yes? Then you have to think if you can go through with it."

"You can have a conversation in bed after having sex with your spouse. Can you see that third person at a party a week later and not feel awkward and afraid? I say this because I've experienced both sides of it. My first threesome was with my roommate and her boyfriend. Well, she was still my roommate for another two semesters, and we got along fine, with no strain or our relationship. I even managed to remain social with her boyfriend until they broke up, then I didn't see him anymore."

"The second time? With the two guys? One of those guys was a pretty close friend, and the other was his friend, who I had only met a few times. We were out, drinking, and it just developed, it happened. It was great, don't get me wrong." Another grin, and a wistful sigh. "My friend's friend was the indiscreet one. He was an asshole. But worse, the sex strained my relationship with my friend. I couldn't see him the same way anymore. And we had had 'friend' sex before." She turned to Mike. "I wasn't a slut. And I'm pretty sure you had sex before we met, too."

"No, no," he joked. "I was a virgin! I was pure and untainted ..."

She rolled her eyes. "Right. You hound."

"Anyway, the point it, can you face that person after sex, and will your relationship be unchanged? What are you willing to risk? It's possible your relationship could improve, could be enhanced. You could be closer. It depends on you, and the other person, and the situation, and your relationship, right? If you pick the wrong friend, it could be bad. Picking the right friend could be great. Either way, it feels safer than going for a stranger."

She was running full steam now, as she often did when describing issues. Usually they were work or political issues. She had a focused ability to tell a story or describe an event, and we knew our role from years of experience. We listened. She counted off the recap so far.

"So you discuss the possibility together and decide you want to do it. You make up your mind. You make a decision where to look for your third. Being reasonable people with private lives and no experience finding outside sex partners, you look at your list of friends. You narrow down the list to people who are sexy, turn you on, and don't have a relationship that will prevent them. From those, you try to pick one that you think you can still be friends with after having kinky sex with them. Since you both have a fantasy, you try to pick two potential candidates, one guy and one woman." 

I looked at Marybeth as she was speaking. There was a glint in her eye. I was drunk, but I was sure I saw a little twinkle. And she saw me looking at her. She paused, looking at me expectantly, and then it dawned on me, and before I knew it the words were falling out of me.

"Like, a married couple. Who have the same ideas. Who are really close, and have the same fantasy!" She was grinning back at me as I blurted my drunk exclamation. Like the four of us! Right? You're suggesting that we four have threesomes! With each other!"

"Jason, I always knew you were the smart one. Even drunk. Yes." She turned to the group. "I am suggesting that we are the solutions to each others' threesome fantasies."

There was complete silence, stretching a minute, maybe. It felt like a day. Then Sue raised her beer bottle and howled. "Woo-hoo! Threesome!" and soon the three of us were chanting "Three! Some! Three! Some!" like idiots. Drunken idiots. Which we were, of course. Marybeth grinned, then hushed us so the neighbors wouldn't hear.

"You drunken assholes," she laughed with us, "Shut up before someone calls the police! Listen. Listen to me."

We quieted, and pretended to be sober and listen. She called us all assholes again and we busted out laughing, again, until it got out of our system, and then we listened for real.

"OK, listen, everyone's excited, and everyone but me is drunk, so listen up. Right now it's all horniness and alcohol talking, but we can vote. But we'll vote again tomorrow, when we're sober. What time were you guys planning on getting out." As I said, we stayed there a lot; the overnight was drinking night, and the next day we didn't drink because we knew we had a long drive home. We'd usually leave between noon and three, depending on weather and traffic. I told her not before one.

"All right, so we vote. Drunk vote tonight, sober vote tomorrow,"

"I think everyone's for it," Mike interrupted. We laughed and shouted our support.

"Everyone votes," she said, in a tone that said it would only be her way. "Everyone says yes or no out loud, individually. Everyone does it because they want it, not because they feel pressure. One no vote and it's no for everyone. Got it?" she looked at each of us. "Got it?" We confirmed. She looked at us again. "We're drunk now, or at least you three are, but I've had enough to be a little tipsy. Tomorrow we all vote again, sober. Same deal, one "'no' and it's all no."

We were all still pretty stupid from drinking, and pretended to take her seriously. We all agreed, the waited on her while she finished a thought. 

"After the vote, we take a reality check." She raised her hand. "I vote yes, we fulfill our threesome fantasies." She turned to Mike

"I'm in," he said.

"Not good enough," she stopped. "Say it like you mean it, if you're in."

"Oh, like an oath," he joked. "OK, I solemnly swear that I would like to participate in fulfilling our threesome fantasies."

"A little much," she smiled, "but good." She turned to Sue. I wondered if Sue would balk. She didn't.

"I vote yes to fulfilling our threesome fantasies." She used her raised hand to high-five Marybeth. 

I added my vote yes.

"So, all the drunks are in," Marybeth said. We cheered. "Stop, you drunken assholes. We should get to bed soon, so we're not a train wreck in the morning, But first, everyone inside. I have another part of the story to tell." She herded us through the sliders into the house, and settled us in the den.

"Remember I told you about the girl who freaked out? From my third time, the one that didn't turn out so good." She chuckled as she settled into a chair. Sue and I sat on the couch facing her. Mike took the loveseat. "Not so good. Well, it started out fine, it was going great, as good as the ones before. Things were moving along nicely. She was participating enthusiastically, we all were. But she wasn't ready, not completely. She freaked out when she saw her boyfriend doing me." She paused. "Fucking me. She got all freaked, and started crying, and screaming. It was scary." She gave a nervous laugh. "I don't ever want to see something like that again." She looked at us, gauging our reactions. "Mike once told me that the thing that turns him on more than anything else is seeing me turned on. I feel the same way. I hope you guys do, too. About each other." She grinned. 

"So we're all drunk, and we all said we want to have threesome with each other. Well I need to know – no, we ALL need to know that we're ready, that we can handle it." She sat forward in the chair. "Since we're drunk, if this goes badly, we can always pretend that," she put on a fake voice, "man, we were fucked up last night, I don't remember a thing' y'know?" She waited. "So we have an out."

And with that, she reached across her chest with both arms and pulled her shirt up, exposing her bra, and pulled her shirt over her head.



Five Nights Ch. 02



AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains scenes of extramarital and unprotected sex. If this is not your cup of tea, feel free to move on. I posted this quickly, as I thought the end of part one was possibly too abrupt, but it was too long to post as a single story. If you haven't read part one, I suggest it. Hope you enjoy.

(continued from part one.)



"The first thing we'll need to do is be able to be naked in front of each other." She tossed the t-shirt on the arm of the chair, and reached behind herself. "We've known each other a long time. That one time we all went skinny dipping, but it was dark, and we were in the water, so it doesn't count." She had unhooked her bra, and let the straps slip off her shoulders. She did that thing that women do, rubbing the side and under her tits, a non-sexual habit of undressing. Her tits were great, not large, but full, with small, tight aureole and hardening nipples. Fucking hot. "So everyone get 'em off, and let's see if this is going to work." 

She was unbuckling her shorts, and I realized that she was going to strip right in front of us, and she expected us to do the same. I wondered what Sue thought, and managed to tear my eyes away from Marybeth long enough to see Sue lifting her hips to pull her own shorts down, and then her panties, and there was my wife's trimmed pussy for everyone to see! My eyes kept going back and forth between them as I started unbuttoning my shirt and kicking off my sneakers. 

With the exception of porn and the occasional strip joint, my wife was the only woman I'd seen naked for about ten years. She's barely five feet tall, with a petite but well-proportioned frame, where Marybeth is taller and fuller, though by no means heavy, with great legs. Sue has light brown hair, longish, where Marybeth's is darker and cut short. Like Marybeth, Sue's breasts weren't large but they were good-sized tits for her frame, with larger, pink aureole and fat nipples that were getting swollen.

Marybeth stood to pull her shorts off, and then her panties. I was staring at her completely shaved pussy, right across from me. She saw me staring, and said, "Let's go Jason, you, too," at the same time I heard my wife say, "O-oo, Mike, nice. No wonder Marybeth is so happy." I pulled the rest of my clothes off quickly, astounded that my wife had just complimented another man's cock. Mike thanked her, and commented on her tits. 

I was still eyeballing Marybeth's shaved pussy. She sat back down, and we all sat there, eyeballing each other. I had most of a rod already, and got the rest of it when Sue asked to see Marybeth's shave job, and Marybeth, across from us, spread her legs. I managed to glance up at Mike to see his reaction, and got my first weird vibe, seeing another guy's hard dick. He was grinning ear to ear. I noted that his pubic hair was closely trimmed, too, and his balls were shaved clean. It made his cock look bigger. 

"Did we pass the test, Marybeth?" he was asking. 

"Yes, the first part, so far." She turned to Sue and me. "Remember, anyone gets uncomfortable, or nervous or jittery, just say so, and we go no further, no harm no foul. Okay?" She turned to Mike. "Okay?" We all agreed. "Good. So we're able to be naked together. Nice to see the men looking special," she commented on our stiff dicks. "I'm getting a wettie myself," she joked. 

Sue was snuggling next to me on the couch, her arm wrapped around mine, pressing her exposed breast into me. The way she was holding onto me would have made me think she was nervous or afraid, except that her breathing was a little short and shallow, and there was an intensity in her eyes that could light a fire. Marybeth had mentioned something about Mike getting turned on when she gets turned on, and I felt the same way about Sue. There's nothing so exciting to me as watching her getting off, approaching a huge orgasm, seeing that urgency, that need and determination on her face. But there have been other times, like the one on the train, where she becomes so focused, so driven by her desire, that it takes her over. Her level of passion always surprises me on those occasions, when she surrenders completely to her debauched cravings. They are the most exciting experiences ever.

She was starting to look like that now. Drunk or not, I knew that when we got to our room I was in for a wild ride. 

The den was large enough that Marybeth just dragged the coffee table closer to her own chair, leaving a large space near the Sofa and Loveseat. I watched her ass as she walked to Mike, looked back at us, then leaned over and kissed him. Sue and I were treated to a view of her ass and pussy from the back, and I felt Sue's grip tighten on me a little. "Very nice, Marybeth," I called as she stood, and pulled Mike up with her. As she walked him to the center of the seating area, Sue murmured to me, "Her pussy looks as good as Mike's dick." My dick got harder.

Marybeth and Mike stood in front of us, a little back, nearer the Loveseat. Mike was behind her, and wrapped his arms around her waist, kissing and nuzzling her neck and ear as she spoke, laughing with the tease he was giving her.

"OK, guys, before we test the next level, let me say that we're not swingers, and I don't think you are either, and we're not having a giant orgy tonight." Her hips pushed forward as Mike pushed himself into her hips from behind. It made her pussy push out, and the large exposed labia peeked out from between her legs. There was clearly some wetness showing. "Mike and I are gonna fuck like animals later," she kidded, squirming away from Mike's pressure, exposing her wet pussy to us. I wanted to push my face between her legs. "But right now we're not trying to find out if we're horny," Mike's hand rose, grabbed her breast and squeezed her nipple. Fully hard now, they were long and perfectly formed, like pencil erasers. She pulled away from him, and we could see his hard cock bouncing, pointing directly at us. I felt Sue clench a little. "We're finding out if we are ready to fulfill our fantasies when we go away. We are clearly," she stood next to Mike, and wrapped her hand around his cock for emphasis, "comfortable with being naked in front of each other. In fact, we all seem to like it." She looked down at Sue's lap, and I realized she was spreading her legs, giving Mike and Marybeth a view of her pussy. Her lips are smaller and thinner than Marybeth's and the inner lips peek out a little. I took Marybeth's lead, and reached between Sue's legs, and used two fingers to open her up. Her wetness spilled out, and I heard Marybeth take a breath. Mike was staring into Sue's wet cunt. I think he saw the future.

"But to really enjoy a threesome you have to enjoy being watched, and seeing your partner have fun with someone else. Remember, anyone feels they can't go on, speak up, and we all stop, no questions asked." With that, she turned to Mike, dropped to her knees, and crammed her mouth down over the end of his cock.

"O-oh, fuck!" he exclaimed.

"Holy shit," I muttered. I felt Sue stir next to me.

"Ohmigod, Jason, she's sucking his dick!" she squealed. "That's so hot!"

Marybeth took her mouth off Mike and turned to us, addressing Sue. "Are you going to sit and talk, or suck your man's dick?" She returned to Mike's shaft, licking up the length from the base to the tip. I watched her tongue swirl around the head, and didn't feel Sue move away. I didn't realize she had knelt in front of me until my dick was wrapped in liquid heat and I felt her tongue. I groaned.

"Fuck yeah, that's hot," I heard Mike say. He was watching Sue suck my dick. As I watched him watching her, Marybeth turned her head, Mike's shaft bulging her cheek out, so she could see, too. She glanced at me, caught my eye, and let her tongue tease his cock head while she maintained eye contact. She smiled at me. Then I watched her eyes trail to Sue's ass, which was pointing at them. She wrapped her hand around Mike's shaft, and stood, and pulled him closer to the couch, a little to the side of us. They both were watching Sue's head bouncing in my lap. Marybeth reached to her head, and pulled her hair to the opposite side. "That's better," she said, as they had a clear view of my dick disappearing into her mouth, the shaft glistening with saliva, her tiny hand stroking the shaft. 

Sue glanced up at me, then to them, and popped her mouth off my dick. Her hand, slick with her saliva, went up to Marybeth's face, and pushed her head back into Mike's crotch. Marybeth's mouth opened and accepted the shaft, and Sue's hand stayed, and pushed a little more, harder, pushing her head slowly down. I watched almost all of Mike's rod disappear into her mouth, until she half gagged, a cough blowing her cheeks out, and Sue let go, and Marybeth pulled her head back. I felt Sue giggling on my dick and she sucked my cockhead. Marybeth's eyes were tearing, but she grinned, and said, "Bitch," and took a breath and went back Mike's dick. Sue moaned on my dick as it filled her mouth.

I was thinking that we had all passed Marybeth's test, proved that we could have sex in front of each other, and was wondering if I could cum in front of them. Sue loves to suck my dick, and she's really good at it. Not just the oral caressing and teasing, but the wet, head moving, sloppy fuck-you-with-my-mouth part, too, and when she got hot, she loved that part, she really enjoyed it. Sue was starting that part of the blowjob, and Mike and Marybeth watched her head bouncing, her hair pulled back, her lips sliding on my shaft. Marybeth was using her hand on Mike's cock, and she caught my eye again, showing me how she licked and sucked her husband. This was too hot, I thought. Drunk or not, I started to consider the possibility of blowing my load, when Marybeth stopped sucking Mike, stood, and walked around Sue to the opposite side. She took a handful of hair and gently pulled back, extracting my dick from Sue's mouth with a sloppy popping sound. 

"Switch," she said.

And she guided Sue's head, her hand still in her hair, away from me, past my leg, towards Mike. I sat still on the couch, my hard cock still wet from my wife's lovely mouth, and watched her beautiful small mouth open, her tongue slip slightly out, and her lips wrapped around Mike's swollen cockhead. Within seconds she was bouncing her head again, and I watched her cheek bulge as she took his shaft. Marybeth pulled her hair to the side, giving me an unobstructed view of my wife sucking our friends cock. 

It was incredibly hot. I thought I should be jealous, but I wasn't. I knew how horny she gets, and how much she enjoys having her mouth filled, how sexy she feels, and the abandon she experiences when she lets go and really blows me. Those thoughts all vanished as Marybeth said, "Wow, she loves to suck cock," admiringly, and then pushed her mouth down on my shaft, taking almost my entire dick into her mouth, pushing herself this time, deeper, until she almost gagged, then held it in place and swirled her tongue on my cock while it was buried into her tonsils. It was completely different from the type of sensation Sue creates, and it was thrilling. Her lips nearly reached the base of my shaft. Not deepthroating, but pretty fucking close, all the while sucking, and swirling her tongue inside. I groaned with the sensation and felt it from my feet to my chest, and my head went back and my eyes closed. After a few seconds I raised my head and opened my eyes. I glanced at Sue and she was staring at me, holding Mike's cock against her face, and her eyes burned with passionate heat. She was getting off watching me get off.

Marybeth pulled off then, and turned to Sue and Mike, and Sue went back to it, pumping his cock with her whole head and hand, stroking him in and out of her wet, sexy mouth. Marybeth and I watched as she stroked me gently, not increasing my pleasure, but not letting it subside. She was watching Mike enjoy Sue's mouth. "Fuck," she said, almost too low to hear, "it's hotter than I thought it would be." There was an urgent tone in her voice that I felt in my balls.

They traded turns then, back and forth, each of them enjoying sucking another man's cock for the first time in years, enjoying being watched, and getting a thrill watching their husband getting blown, watching him get off. They didn't try to make us cum. They talked to us as we enjoyed their oral talents, dirty, sultry and seductive. It was incredible, and then it got better. Marybeth stood, tapped Sue on the shoulder, and then grabbed my hand and helped me up. My knees were a little weak, but I managed. She took Sue's arm, helped her up, and sat her down where I had been, and turned me to face her. Then she sat on the couch next to her. They giggled a little, and then pulled their knees up, resting their heels on the edge of the sofa.

"Well?" Marybeth said, "what are you waiting for? It's not going to lick itself!"

I needed no additional encouragement, and dropped to my knees in front of my wife. I could smell her excitement as I approached, and pushed her thighs apart. Her beautiful pussy was closed, but her juices were leaking out from between the lips. I anticipated the thick sticky cream, the beginning juice, as I lowered my face, touching the base of her lips with the tip of my tongue, and as I slid the tip upwards her lips opened wide, inviting me in, and her lubrication coated my tongue, tangy and delicious. I lapped it up as I moved higher, digging my tongue inside, swiping the inside of her pussy as far as I could reach, and then sucked the juice into my mouth, tasting her and swallowing her excitement as I licked higher, teasing her pee hole. I moved slowly, up around her lips, sucking in each one, then licking around the top of her cunt before burrowing under the hood to find her clit, hard and waiting. Her moans became a sudden squeal of pleasure as I tickled her button, and then returned down her lips, inside, and then back up again. After a few more delightful tours of her full, wet pussy, I settled into licking her clit, around it, up each side, then tickling it with the tip of my tongue. She loves oral, and this was no exception, and she pumped her hips up into my face.

I was momentarily distracted by Marybeth's voice, and looked over the see Mike's head buried in his wife's crotch. She was holding the back of his head, pressing him in. "Fuck, yeah, get that fucking tongue in there, lick my pussy, fuck, oh, that's it, right there, yeah," and other filthy encouragement, and as I returned to my wife's wet treasure I wondered if she would make us switch soon, and my balls tightened at the imagined opportunity to taste Marybeth's shaved cunt. Excited, I jammed my tongue inside my wife, who it seemed had gotten wetter hearing Marybeth's commands. I felt her hand on my head, and heard her throaty whisper. 

"You like that, don't you, dirty boy, you like seeing her getting her pussy licked." She pressed my head into her. "You want that, don't you, Jason. You want to lick her hot cunt, don't you?" I pushed my head higher, tightened my lips and sucked on her clit, pushing the tip of my tongue onto her swollen little button. "O-ooh, yeah, dirty Jason likes to lick my pussy, and he want to lick Marybeth's pussy too, m-mm, yeah, suck my clit!" She cried out as I did it, and humped my face. I knew she was building to an orgasm, and just as I started to really work her to her climax, I felt fingers in my hair pulling my head away. I looked up to see Sue looking over my shoulder, and Marybeth next to her, staring at me, her fingers playing with her own pussy, Mike gone. "Don't you make her cum, Jason, that's Mike's job. You get over here and eat my cunt." 

I raised up and scooted over, turning my head to see Mike behind me, noting his cock, rock hard, right behind my head, and thought for a second that he was going to fuck her, but as I moved over he dropped to his knees. I watched as he buried his face into my wife's open, waiting snatch. I stared, resting between Marybeth's open thighs, as my wife's eyes rolled back and she grabbed his head as she had grabbed mine, and she lost herself to Mike's tongue where mine had been. She was enthralled, ecstatic, and seeing her lost in passion tightened my chest, and I loved her for her desire and lust.

"Fucking hot, isn't it?" I heard Marybeth ask. I looked up at her, and saw the passion smoldering in her eyes. "You liked watching her suck Mike's cock, I saw it in your face. And you like seeing him eat her little cunt, too. He's going to make her cum." She leaned down, turning my head to her, and spoke softly into my ear, her breath hot on my face. "She's going to cum in his mouth, and he's going to lick up all her pussy juice, and she's going to love it, and you're going to watch with me." I felt her fingers in my mouth, tasted wetness, and sucked what I realized was her pussy off them. "O-ooh, you are a dirty boy, taste my pussy while you wife cums."

Sue's head came forward suddenly, and I recognized that she was very close. Her eyes and mouth were wide open, looking down at Mike's head, and then she turned to me, and stared into my eyes. "I'm gonna cum, oh, fuck, here it comes, he's making me cum, fuck," she said right to me. "Fuck, I'm cumming, fuck, I - " and she yelled her orgasm to me, staring at me, her face frozen as a spasm shook her, and she violently mashed her cunt into Mike's face. Her orgasm started to recede, and Mike went after it again, and she had another, more powerful one, and her eyes closed and she began thrashing on his tongue, screaming her release. 

I glanced at Marybeth, who was watching, and she had three fingers stuffed inside her pussy as she witnessed her husband making Sue cum. Her shaved lips stretched around her fingers, and her other hand was twisting one perfect nipple furiously, and she was panting lightly. Sue's voice faded into the background as I reached up, took Marybeth's wrist, and pulled her fingers from her cunt. Strings of her juices stretched from her lips to her fingers, and she looked down at me. Our eyes met, and in an impulse, I licked her fingers. She cooed sweetly, and then I raised her hand to her face, and she opened her mouth and sucked herself off her own fingers, staring into my eyes as she did. 

I broke the gaze and dropped my eyes to her pussy. Before diving in I wanted to freeze the vision into my memory. Her thighs were spread wide, her knees up, angling her hips upward. Her smooth shaved labia were slick with her juices, and her inner lips were spread open like a flower after her fingers pulled out. Her hole stayed slightly open, angry and red inside, and at the top of her playground was the biggest clit I had ever seen live; Sue's is small, hidden, and hardens to a button when excited, Marybeth's looked like it was at least a half-inch long, and pushed out from under her hood like a tiny girl cock. I felt myself salivate as I moved my head closer. 

"Yeah," she hissed slowly, "get in there and make me cum." She stroked my head with one hand, and was pinching and pulling her nipples with the other. "Make my pussy cum. Lick me and suck me." I took my first lick of shaved pussy, and it was incredible. My dick was rock hard, but all I could think about was how special this was; first other pussy in more than ten years, first time seeing my sexy friend Marybeth naked, first time seeing my wife suck another dick, first time licking shaved pussy, first time watching my wife orgasm from someone else – my brain was overloading, and I tucked those revelations into a mental closet for later, and extended my tongue, and took my first, long wet swipe up the left side of Marybeth's pussy, around her puffy lips. I tasted the flavor of her, spread there by her fingers as she'd played with herself. I licked with the flat of my tongue, all the way up one side, then the other. Her moan approved. I made another circuit, less wide, then another, this time directly on her smooth swollen lips; fuck that was hot! 




Five Nights Ch. 02



I was interrupted when Sue made a sudden noise that surprised me and Marybeth. I picked my head up from Marybeth's wonderful cunt and glanced at my wife and Mike. Sue had slouched down so that her hips dangled off the edge of the sofa. She had her knees pulled way up against her chest, lifting her pelvis. Mike's hands were on her thighs, holding her legs up and apart, and his face was in her crotch. But I could see her pussy above his forehead. In fact I could see her fingers in her pussy and playing with her clit while Mike's head moved below. Fuck, I thought, he was licking her ass!

Sue made the noise more now, and had gotten Marybeth's attention as well. It was a surprised/delighted exclamation I hadn't heard from her before, and I assumed it was related to the tongue in her butt. "I love when he does that," I heard Marybeth say softly, then add, "looks like she does too!" Of course, it surprised me, as Sue had never seemed interested at my attempts to touch her anal opening. She sure looked interested now!

Marybeth's hand pushed my head down, and I picked up where I left off. I took a second pass at licking her smooth sexy lips, then aimed my tongue inside for a swipe up each side. Drops of pooled juices greeted me as my tongue pushed her lips to the side, the tip licking between her inner and outer lips, almost reaching her clit as I relished her flavor. I took another pass around her lips, sucking each smooth flap of flesh into my mouth in turn. I figured I could play like this all night when a hand grabbed my hair and pulled my hair up. 

"Jason, honey," Marybeth said, looking directly into my eyes. "I don't need to be aroused. I need to cum. Soon, and hard." She pushed my face down and raised her hips up. "Now fucking lick that cunt and make me cum!" she yelled. I pushed my tongue as far into her hole as it would reach, and swirled it around, then moved up to her clit, wrapping it in my puckered lips and applying pressure with my tongue as I sucked her. I pushed two fingers into Marybeth's slippery tunnel, facing up, and pumped a few times, hearing her grunt with the penetration, then squeal as I probed her G-spot, still sucking and licking her clit. Her vocal urgings reached a new level as the simultaneous stimulation took over, and she starting twitching as her body tensed for orgasm. 

Every thought and effort I had was on my fingers and my tongue, working her clit and pussy, feeling the hard nub respond to my tongue, feeling the ripply spongy area swell inside her under my fingers. I wanted to add a third, or fourth finger, I wanted to bite her clit, but resisted the animal urge, and just worked to give her the orgasm she wanted.

It wasn't until her unintelligible grunts and expletives rose to a shriek did I know for sure she was cumming. Then her legs spasmed and her thighs tightened on my head, holding me in place, muffling the sound of her release. I felt her legs vibrating as the climax took her, shaking my head, holding my mouth in place. As her voice peaked, her cunt exploded and I pulled my face slightly back but left my fingers inside where her cunt clamped them tightly. Her juices pushed out of her clutching tunnel around my fingers, soaking my hand and wrist, but my retreating mouth, still open, received an unexpected treat as a stream of fluid jetted out, splashing my tongue and filling my mouth! She was squirting into my mouth, and I held still, catching all I could, feeling the hot liquid filling my mouth, then splashing my lips as I swallowed, tasting her, slightly salty, slick texture and the scent filled my nostrils. I opened and caught the last of it and swallowed it down, nearly cumming myself from the excitement. Her legs released me but continued to push her hips up, and she pushed my face away as she continued to bellow her release to the room. 

I glanced at Sue and Mike; they were staring, astounded and thrilled at Marybeth's orgasm. Sue saw my face, wet with Marybeth's ejaculation. I'd never experienced anything like that before. It wasn't a ten-foot porn stream, but a full squirt, right in my mouth. I grinned like a fool at my wife and licked my lips, not knowing if she knew what I'd experienced. She looked up at Marybeth then, and I looked to her ass, which Mike still held exposed, and I could see her tight little hole open and wet where his tongue had been. It twitched invitingly, recalling the slick muscle that had caressed it, then clenched, and tightened. Another first, and my senses were overloading. 

Marybeth's voice tailed off has her orgasm subsided, and her legs relaxed, and she hung her shaking legs over my shoulders. I slowly slipped my fingers from her sopping cunt, and she sighed, and reached for my hand, and pulled to her face. She stared into Mike's eyes as she crammed both fingers into her mouth, sucking her own slick cream from them. Mike released Sue's legs, slowly, placing her feet on the floor, and stood up, stepping toward his wife. Another first, as I barely got out of his way, my eyes eye level with his rock hard cock right at my face, the head and angry red, almost purple, the thick shaft straining with veins under the taut skin. It looked like mine felt. He stood next to me and took her ankles, practically jamming his cock in my face, and pulled her legs up off my shoulders, and allowed me to exit. I thought for a second about the girls' threesome fantasies, about a second cock in the mix. But as I pulled back I saw only his ass and balls, as he took my place between his wife's legs. 

He was going to fuck her, right now, in front of me. I saw, between his legs, as he rubbed his rod on her pussy, and then I was pulled away. Sue grabbed me, pulled me to her, and I fell sideways, ending prone on my back. She came off the couch and threw a leg over me, and thoughts of Mike fucking Marybeth were replaced by the image of my tiny wife, squatting over my cock, holding her cunt lips open with her fingers, and looking at her pussy as it accepted my cock. I watched with her until my full length was buried, and then we raised our heads and our eyes met.

Because she was short she couldn't kneel when she was on top, so she had to squat and lift her hips. It was difficult for her to do for long, but she alternated sitting full on me and shifting her hips back and forth, rubbing her clit against the base of my shaft, and sometimes rubbing the head of my cock against her cervix knob. Then she would lean forward, her hands on my shoulders or chest, and lift her hips up and down, or hold them up and allow me to thrust up into her. 

She leaned forward now, slowly raising and lowering her pussy, and spoke to me in a low voice as we fucked, her eyes burning with an intensity I had rarely seen. "Did you see me cum, did you watch me? Did you see him lick my cunt and make me cum? Was it hot? Did you like it? It felt so good, so nasty, cumming while you watched." She stretched to kiss me, then rested her hands on my chest, and pinched and pulled my nipples. The feeling went straight to my cock. "Did you like watching me suck his cock? And lick his balls?" She was almost frantic in her cadence, urging me to fuck her. "You licked her pussy. Her cunt, you licked her shaved cunt and made her cum." She raised up straight, pushing herself down on me, shifting back and forth again. I felt my cock bumping on her insides, and I knew I wouldn't last much longer. "Did you see Mike lick my fucking ass?"

Suddenly Mike and Marybeth rolled over, and Marybeth was on top, facing away, and their joined hips were even with Sue's face as she squatted upright. She looked at me with an expression of surprise and awe, then turned back to stare. She moved up and down slowly as just about a foot away, Marybeth's cunt rose and fell on Mike's slick cock. She bent to me, whispering.

"Holy shit, you see that? It's so fucking hot, fuck, I can see his cock inside her..." She raised up again. Leaned to them. Mouthed 'fuck', and looked at me. She leaned back down. "She's so hot, his balls are wet. I want to lick them, or touch them. Should I touch his balls? I want to feel his wet cock and balls. Oh my god, what if I touch her?" Her voice lowered, and she pinched my nipples again. "What if I rub his dick and I touch her pussy?"

The sound of wet slapping flesh covered our voices, I'm sure, so when she sat up and looked at me, they could not have known what she would do. Still rocking her hips, she timidly reached out between his knees. I craned my neck to the side to get a better look without moving her away. Mike was still, and Marybeth was bouncing on his cock, her back to us, her ass cheeks jiggling as she pounded him. Slowly Sue's hand approached, then closed the last distance quickly, her hand rubbed down his shaft to his balls, fondling the fleshy globes. I heard Mike exclaim, and Sue pulled her hand away, looked at me. I gave her a nod, and she went back, and cupped his balls this time, and I watched her fingers play, and then she turned her hand, and her palm stroked his slick shaft at the base, then moved higher, and then her fingertips brushed Marybeth's swollen cunt. This time Marybeth made a sound, and Mike's hands went to her shoulders, pulling her down, exposing her completely. 

Sue was sitting still on my cock, her pussy clenching in her excitement. Her hand returned to Mike's shaft, rubbing it, caressing his shaved balls. Suddenly Marybeth's hand came around behind her, and grabbed Sue's hand, and placed it where her pussy met Mike's cock, holding it there are she moved against it. Sue inhaled sharply, but when Marybeth's hand moved Sue held hers there, feeling Marybeth's open cunt accepting the cock as it slipped in and out. Marybeth and Mike were both groaning and grunting, and then Sue unexpectedly moved her hand up and pressed a slick fingertip into Marybeth crinkled ass, and Marybeth howled as she came, and her body froze in place. Sue took her finger out, and stroked Mike's shaft as best she could, and then he too started jerking and crying out that he was cumming. Sue massaged his balls and his cock shaft as he shot his load into Marybeth's wet snatch. 

Sue stroked them both until Mike's cum started oozing out around his shaft, and she pulled her hand away, a string of cum stretching with her, and she watched as Mike's cock slithered out of Marybeth's fucked hole, a pool of cum following to drip down her shaved lips and onto his softening shaft and balls. Sue let out a sigh of desire and began shifting on my cock again, working harder, then faster, staring at her friend's creampie cunt, and working up to her climax. "I'm gonna cum, fuck, I'm gonna cum ... cum ... fuck ... I" she leaned to me, and spoke in my ear. "Don't shoot in me. Do it in my face. I want them to see me get my face covered." I nearly shot my load then, but I managed to hold it, and let her cum on my dick, gasping, eyes wide open, staring at me in a grimace of ecstasy. 

As she regained control of her body she slipped off me, and knelt, allowing me to struggle to my feet. She sucked my cock straight into her mouth, no teasing and stroking, just sucking her cum off my cock as she worked to get me off. I felt it getting closer, and she saw it in my eyes, gave me a few more sucks, then sat back on her heels, and put her face up, waiting, and I stroked my shaft. My body tensed from my chest to my toes, and I rose up, and my balls clenched and shot my first blast straight across her lips and nose, and then she opened her mouth and hung her tongue out, as blast after blast shot out, coating her lips and cheeks, laying on her tongue, across her nose, in her hair, and dripped off her chin. As the last drips fell from my cock she licked at the head, then sucked it clean. My knees nearly buckled as she sat down, her beautiful little face smiling and covered in jizz, and began licking her lips, sucking in all the cum she could reach while Mike and Marybeth watched. She made yummy sounds and made a show of it, but she wasn't faking. 

I collapsed on the sofa, and later Sue was shaking me to go up to bed, and the next thing I knew I was waking up, the sun streaming through the window. Sue was next to me, still asleep. And I was sober. And I remembered what we had said, and done. 

This was going to be a wild vacation, I thought, if no one freaks out this morning. I slipped out of the bed.



Five Nights Ch. 03



AUTHOR'S NOTE: There isn't really much sex in this one, it's just the four of them getting used to the idea, and then getting started. So I tried to put all of it into this one chapter. They talk lot. (I like dialogue: I think it defines the characters.) Thanks to everyone who followed this through the first two chapters. I promise the chapters after this are more like chapter two





THE NEXT MORNING

I took a shower and snuck back into the room, careful not to wake Sue, and got dressed. The house was quiet as I made my way to the kitchen, following my nose to the pot of coffee. I poured a cup and looked for who else was awake, wondering what I would say to whoever it was. All the rooms had been cleaned from the night before. When I got to the den I still had found no one, but stepping to the sliding door I saw Marybeth outside on a lounge chair, drinking coffee in the sun. I hesitated, remembering her sucking my dick, and her explosive orgasm as I licked her pussy. She had really led us to something new and exciting last night. I knew how I would vote this morning! I wasn't sure what I was going to say, but I knew I wanted to find out if I was the only one who would vote yes. I opened the door and stepped out.

Her head turned at the sound and she smiled when she saw me, but shyly I thought, and then she turned back to the sun, sipping her coffee. 

"Good morning," I said, stepping up to an adjacent lounge. "Great coffee, thanks. Have you been up long?" I should have known, she was always an early riser, and was usually the first up when we stayed over. I sat sideways, facing her. She rested her cup in her lap and turned to me.

"Good morning. Sleep OK?" Innocent enough. I nodded. "I was up early, you know, straightening up." She grinned. "My control issues."

"Same as always. You really should let us help sometimes."

"You guys are great guestS; you know we love having you here." She sipped her coffee. I sipped mine.

"We love coming here," I started, then paused. "Listen," I began, "last night I-"

"If you're upset, I'm sorry, and it doesn't have to-"

"No, listen, it's okay, I'm not upset. I just wanted to say that whatever happens, I had fun, and I hope you did-"

"You know I did-"

"And that when we vote later-"

"So, you remember we're voting," she grinned, "I thought you might have been too drunk to remember."

"Surprisingly not too hung over," I smiled. "And I'll be voting yes. Regardless of what anyone else says."

She was silent, raised her coffee mug to mine and clinked a toast. She drained hers and put the mug down. "Good. Good to know." She sat up, turned and sat sideways, facing me. Our knees were almost touching. "It's important that there's no jealousy, no bitterness or hostility. No shame. No embarrassment." She looked at me, expectantly, then stood. "I'm getting a refill, you ready?" I started to rise, but she waved me back, took my cup and went inside. I sat back on my lounge chair, facing into the sun until she returned. Again she stopped me from getting up, handed me my coffee, and lay back down on her lounge. We sipped in silence.

"I liked sucking your dick," she said. I nearly spit my coffee across the patio, but regained my composure quickly, laughing a little. I looked at her and she was grinning, amused at my reaction. "It's important that we talk, not just vote. Since we're sober now." She leaned up on an elbow. "There's not just sex at stake, remember. There are marriages and friendships. We need to be able to talk to each other, and not have to hint and hide and imagine what each other are thinking. 'kay?"

I was astounded at how easily she had relaxed me and set the casual accepting tone. "Yeah, Marybeth," I nodded. "Yeah. Allright. Thanks." I felt at ease with her then, as a friend, as we had always been. "And thanks for being the mature one last night." I grinned.

"The sober one, you mean."

"Yeah," I laughed, "that too." She smiled with me. Then raised an eyebrow.

"Anything else?" she asked. And I figured it out.

"And thanks for letting me lick your pussy! It was great!" 

"You are very welcome," she said, and sat back. I lay back and we enjoyed the sun, and the coffee and the quiet. Then quietly, she added, "Sorry about the squirting, I hope I didn't scare you."

"Don't be," I replied, relaxed. "It was way hot." I sipped. Then under my breath, just loud enough for her to hear, I added, "Nasty-ass slut."

"Fucking right," she replied, "pussy hound." We both chuckled, and a comfortable silence ensued. We drank coffee lazily, and allowed the sun to warm us. After a while she spoke again.

"What about Sue?" she asked

"Still sleeping."

"I know, dummy, not where is she. What did you think of her?" She turned to me. "Of seeing her."

I turned to her, grinning, "All of a sudden look who can't speak plainly. Are you asking how I felt watching my wife suck your husband's cock?" She blushed a little, laughing lightly. "Or how great it was watching her cum when Mike was going down on her?" I got a little rise out of surprising her, and laughed with her. I added, "Did I see Mike licking her ass?"

"Yeah, he likes that. And for the record, it feels great. He's very talented." She paused, then, "So," she said, looking into her coffee mug, "I guess you're all right with it."

"Just 'all right' seems weak," I proposed. "It was exciting. I really enjoyed it." I turned to her, got serious. "I think it's like you said last night; seeing her excited was the most exciting. It really touches me; it's hard to explain."

"I know, I feel the same watching Mike. There is something about seeing the person you love enjoy themselves. It's what makes you want to pleasure them," she drifted off. 

A sound behind us made us start, as Mike said "Good morning," and stepped out of the house. 

"Hi, baby," Marybeth said as he stepped to her and kissed her. He stood back up and motioned his coffee to me. 

"Morning," I waved. There was silence for a few seconds, and just before it became awkward, Mike and Marybeth both spoke at once.

"Are you two-"

"We're fine," she stopped; then when Mike stopped, she continued. "Jason and I were just talking about you. And Sue."

Mike looked at me and asked, "You're all right?"

"Better than all right, man." 

"Me, too," he replied. Marybeth pulled her knees up to make room and Mike sat at the bottom of Marybeth's lounge. "I think I heard Sue in the shower." I watched him sip his coffee. It was a little weird, hearing him say my wife's name, after seeing him with his face buried in Sue's pussy, and Sue's tiny mouth struggling to get around his cock. I mentioned this. "Not weird in a bad way. Just new? Unusual?" Everyone agreed. No one felt jealousy, or anger, or fear. 

"Hey, Jason," Mike said. I looked up at him. He broke into a full grin and said, "Marybeth can suck some dick, huh?"

"Dude, and that shaved pussy! Oh sorry, Marybeth, I didn't mean to talk about you like you weren't here." She grinned and forgave me. "That was fucking hot, though. I've never done that before."

"Mike likes it, too," she said. "And frankly, I like it. Feels great, looks good. Sue never shaves?"

"Nope, she keeps it trimmed nice, but never shaved. I'd love for her to try it."

"Maybe I'll talk to her. Y'know, girl talk."

"So it sounds like we're all in for the fantasy vacation," Mike cut in.

"Not so fast, hot shot. This is just chit chat. I've been awake for a while, and thinking about it, and making some plans. We'll have the formal vote when we're all together, and besides, we haven't heard from Sue yet." 

At that moment we heard the patio door open and Sue came out. "Haven't heard what?" she asked. Moment of truth, I thought. Does it stop here? We watched her walk to us, holding a coffee cup. "I made another pot, if anyone wants another," she announced. We were all silent as she came to me, leaned down and kissed me. "Good morning, dear," she said, loud enough for everyone to hear. She kept her face close to mine, and added, "I was so hot watching you lick Marybeth's pussy last night. I hope you enjoyed watching me suck Mike's cock!" And she kissed me again, added a little tongue this time. She put her coffee mug down, and straightened, and walked to Mike. She kissed him lightly, announced, "Thanks for letting me blow you. I like your cock." And then she slipped him a little tongue as well, and before she stood, added, "and I hope you enjoyed my pussy. Oh, and my ass!" And then she turned to Marybeth, put her arms around her, and said, "And you! This," she kissed her cheek, "is for sucking Jason's dick, and this," she kissed the other cheek, "is for cumming on his face!" We all laughed. "And this is for you," she added, and pressed her lips to Marybeth's, softly, delicately, and Marybeth's hands came up to Sue's shoulders, then her neck, and her face. I watched my wife tongue kiss another woman, astounded, and incredibly turned on. They separated after a few minutes, both looking a little flushed, their faces only inches apart as Sue spoke. "That's for being a great friend, and a wonderful person, and a very, very sexy woman." They kissed again, just lips, and she came and sat next to me. She picked up her coffee and joked, "So, what were you guys talking about?"

We all laughed again, and Marybeth told us all to go inside for breakfast, so we could talk; she had some things to say. As we settled into the kitchen we caught Sue up on how everyone was excited about last night. Marybeth had muffins and bagels; she told us she'd been up early, had eaten breakfast already, and had done some thinking about this in the event that we were all for going forward. As we ate, she talked. 

"So it seems we are all going to get to experience our threesome fantasies," she began. "First, the second vote. We're all here. Remember, anyone says no, it's no for everyone." We went around the table, which seemed unnecessary, but we indulged her. She'd gotten us this far. Everyone said yes. "OK, so here's what I think. We did some stuff last night that we've never done, and we all had fun, and we all want more. But this isn't going to be a spur of the moment adventure like last night. To get this right for everyone, there'll have to be some conditions, some guidelines. I am proposing that each of us think of a rule for the vacation. We will all vote on each rule. Any one person can vote down a proposal. Any proposal voted down needs to have a replacement, so that each person has a contribution to how it turns out." She looked at us, we all nodded as we ate. 

"Good. If you need time to think, or discuss with your partner, take it. But if we do this thing, we don't leave here today with anything unresolved. OK?" More nods; she continued. "In addition, the proposals today are about how we do this, not about what we do. When we are done it will either be all set or we don't do it. But after we leave here, we don't talk about it, not even with each other." She waited. There were no objections. "One week before the vacation will be the last chance for anyone to change their mind. We'll talk on the phone the Friday before. Anyone gets cold feet, or any other reason, speak up and it's all off." Nods all around, and she continued. "We'll be away for seven nights. I say nothing happens the first night, because we'll be settling in. The next four nights we have one threesome per night." She pulled some playing cards from the pocket of her hoodie sweatshirt. "We'll draw for order, highest card goes first night, joining the other couple for a threesome, next highest next, etc.,." 

She mixed the cards as she spoke. "There will be a one-drink limit on the threesome nights, so no one lets anyone else down. I propose that the men find a way to get some chemical assistance, so as not to disappoint, especially in the last nights. And meals will be light. Sue and I will coordinate the food." She put the cards in the middle of the table, face down. "There are only four cards, Jack, Queen, King, Ace. Ace is high, and goes first." She turned to Sue. "Ladies first." Sue selected, Marybeth turned to me. I picked one, then Mike, Marybeth took the last one. "OK, let's see 'em." Mike showed the Ace, I had the Queen. Sue had the King, and Marybeth the Jack. "All right, then, it's Mike, Sue, Jason and me. Mike goes to you guys, Sue to us, etc." We had all finished eating as Sue sat back. "Time to vote." We all voted yes, except Mike. 

"Yes with a qualifier," Mike said. "Here's my proposal. I like Marybeth's ideas with one exception. These threesome fantasies aren't couples fantasies, they are each of ours, personal fantasies. My threesome fantasy is different from Marybeth's. Each of us has our own fantasy of a threesome. So I propose that each of us get their fantasy, not join the other couple. So, my night, I get Marybeth and Sue, Sue gets Jason and me, like that. And whoever's night it is gets to say what happens. It's their fantasy." He looked around. "Also, since it's that person's fantasy, it's their responsibility to bring whatever they need. Like if I want to see the ladies in lingerie, I have to bring it. Like that." 

"OK, then, a vote on Mike's idea?" I thought it was a great idea, and said so. Everyone agreed, including Marybeth. Mike offered to redraw to cards, but no one bothered. 

"So Mike's proposal passes, and the rest of mine pass." She turned to us. "You guys have an idea?" I didn't yet, but Sue spoke up.

"Yeah, a few," she leaned forward into the table, rested her arms on it. "First, I propose we change from four consecutive nights to two nights, a break, and the next two." She looked at Marybeth, adding. "I don't know about you, but I'll need a break after two nights. And whoever goes last or first would have to go three consecutive nights. I don't want to be sore for my night, or ruin anyone else's." She raised her eyebrows, looked at us. "Also, a time limit, or a start and end, so there's no conflict. Like, four to midnight."

"Ya-hoo, girl, eight hours?" Marybeth asked. 

"I'm just saying. We spend the day doing whatever, relaxing, hanging out. But there is a time when things start. We make dinner early, late afternoon. But this way there's plenty of time to get our fantasy fulfilled, and no one feels pressured." She paused, then added, "and the person who isn't part of that that night has to go out, leave the house." 

Seemed reasonable, I thought. I could find something to do for eight hours. I mentioned that it was good idea, because you really don't want to be hearing everything when you're not involved, and everyone agreed.

"And one last thing," Sue added. " Marybeth said no talking after today. I propose no talking about it until all four nights are done. Not even with your spouse. On the last day we can all compare notes, but not before." That seemed a little odd, but harmless. Marybeth called for a vote, and Sue's proposals passed. Marybeth turned to me. I thought for a second. 

"All right, I've got one," I announced. "No saying no." Everyone looked at me. "You know, each of us has an idea how their fantasy should go. Mike proposed that if there is something you need, an outfit, or a vibrator, whatever, you have to bring it. It's your fantasy. You get to say what happens. You get to have your threesome, your way. So I propose that there is no saying no. Within limits, of course. No inflicting harm, unless you want it done to you. Like if I want to be spanked, for instance. But nothing extreme, nothing that leaves marks. Nothing that would affect someone else's night. But other than that, on your night, you are in charge, and there's no saying no."

"That's a little risky, Jason." Marybeth commented. But she was grinning. I grinned back at her.

"True, but we all share the same risk. And if you want to have your fantasy, you don't want to hear 'no' from your partners. And you can't deny someone else getting theirs." I looked at them all. "There is nothing less arousing than hearing 'I don't like that' or 'I don't do that'. Look, none of us are wierdos or freaks." I added, in an exaggerated voice, "that we KNOW of," and they laughed. "We just might have some things we want to do. Maybe something you can only do with a third person. I'm just saying that if each of us wants to have OUR OWN fantasy, then we should all agree not to deny anyone else."

I guess I made it sound reasonable, and I really just wanted to make sure no one was disappointed. Or that I wasn't. Everyone agreed. We spent the next hour or so talking about other logistics, and later, Sue and I packed up our stuff and headed home. On the way home we talked, nothing of consequence. In my mind all I could see was her cumming as Mike licked her, of her looking at me as she sucked his cock, the look of delight on her face. And of course, her with a load of cum on her face in front of Mike and Marybeth. After a pause in the conversation, I mentioned how sexy she was. Then I tried to tell her how hot it was when she sucked Mike's cock, but she stopped me.

"Hey, we said no talking about it," she grinned. "It was only a fucking hour ago!" 

"Shit, this is going to be harder than I thought!" I laughed. "How will I last four weeks?"

"Well, you can think about it, you just can't talk about it. So just keep it in your head."

"The big one or the little one?"

"May as well use both, Jason," she chided, "you're probably going to need them!"

We were mostly silent the rest of the ride home, each lost in own thought. But I think she squirmed in her seat a few times during the ride. 





THE WEEK BEGINS

True to our word, we didn't talk about the upcoming events for the next four weeks. The only near-violation I committed was taking a text message from Mike saying that he had secured some Cialis for the trip. And Sue and Marybeth had two meal-planning discussions. Other than that, it's as if there were nothing different in our lives, not even in our sex lives. We had the same amount, but while it was sometimes a little hotter, more urgent, nothing was said during bouts of passion. It didn't stop me from thinking, though, and frequently a mental image from my fevered imagination would break through. Flashing images and events: Mike on top of Sue, fucking her, I imagined Marybeth sitting on her face; Sue looking me in the eye, saying, "I'm licking her pussy"; as she sucked my dick, Mike fucking her from behind; as I licked her pussy, she sucked Mike's dick, or Marybeth's pussy. Or Mike licked her ass. Or fucked her.

About a week out from the vacation Sue announced she was having her period, so we didn't have sex for the week before. About halfway through that week I realized that the next time I had sex it would be with a threesome. Then I remembered that since I was "out" the first night, the next cock to fuck Sue would likely be Mike's. I was a little conflicted about that, so I tried not to think too much on it. 

Finally the weeks ended, and on Thursday after work Sue and I packed for the vacation. As usual there were some new clothes that we had shopped for together for the vacation. And packing was fairly easy, as we were going to the shore, so it was shorts and bathing suits days, and casual pants and shirts at night. As we packed we chatted about the weather and the beach and the house and the area, careful to avoid the activities that would fill most of our evenings there. 

It wasn't until we put our bags at the front door for the morning that we silently acknowledged what we both knew. Sue had put down her big bag and her shoe and toiletries bag, and she was putting down a third bag I hadn't seen her pack. Since we travelled frequently, and we'd packed together, I knew what her luggage was. So her mystery bag was what she was bringing for her threesome week. I had a similar third bag in my hand, and she looked at it as she put hers down, blushing, and smiling, and I felt myself flush. What the fuck does she have in there, I wondered. I knew what was in mine – everything I could think I might need to fulfill my MFF threesome fantasy. We looked at each other, sworn not to talk about it, and each wondering what the other had in store. Since we'd never really discussed the threesome fantasies before Marybeth brought it out of us, neither knew the others particulars. Soon we'd find out. It was late, and we were tired, and she hadn't given the "all clear" yet, so we went to sleep, but I was hard when my eyes closed.




Five Nights Ch. 03



The next morning we locked up and left. The drive there was uneventful and we got there a little bit before two. We went to the agency in town, got the keys and headed to the house. Sue texted Mike and Marybeth and told them to come straight to the house, they arrived about a half hour later. We hauled the bags in, walked the place, and started to settle in. After an hour of unpacking we split up for a trip into town for provisions. The girls had a food list, and made us a list of wine and other necessities. We doubled the ice – women never have enough ice. A couple of hours later and we were all back at the house. There was an unspoken conversation hidden in secretive and knowing glances, as we all acknowledged that tomorrow night would be the start of four nights of fantasy fulfillment, sexual ecstasy and release, and learning some new things about each other. We were tired from the trip, and nervous, dropping things, everyone unable to concentrate, until halfway through dinner, Sue banged her fork down dramatically.

"Fuck this rule," she stated, "we're all tense, and nervous and distracted, and it's not helping. We can eat light," she waved her hand at the small salads and vegetables they had prepared, "but my food's not settling. We don't have to talk about it all night or in any detail, but I propose we suspend the no talk rule until dinner is over." Everyone looked at her, including me. I didn't want to be the first one to speak out. "Oh, right, I guess no one is nervous and anxious but me, right." Now everyone looked away, guiltily. I looked at Marybeth, she had a little smirk on her face. Then Mike said, "She's right. Just for dinner." I agreed. Marybeth agreed, too, still with a smirk.

"If we don't vent a little, and ease the tension," Sue told us, "we'll end up ruining everything. It could be great, and we'll make it a disaster." We all agreed again. "I don't mean 'ease the tension' like we should all masturbate or have sex. As a matter of fact, I would propose that no one do anything tonight. I really just want to say that I'm still in, still for it. I am more for it than I was a month ago!" 

"Anyone else?" Marybeth asked. "Should we all renew our votes? And not do anything tonight?" She looked at Mike. "That includes jerking off!" He made a 'who, me?' shrug.

"I'm in," I said, remembering Marybeth's ejaculating pussy, then added, "even though I have to go two nights." And then I knew that Mike would fuck my wife before me. Still ...

"Absolutely, I'm in," Mike said. Sure, I thought, you'll be fucking Sue tomorrow while your wife watches, I'll be at the movies. 

Marybeth's smirk was gone now, replaced by her full, electric smile. "Nice," she said, looking at us. "Bunch of horn dogs." She raised her water glass. "I'm in. I'm way in." She sipped, and so did we.

There was no other talk of what was to come, but you could see that just the acknowledgment of what we were going to do, and that we all wanted to do it, stripped the tension out of us. We were all still tired, but now no one was thinking about what they were going to do tonight – there wouldn't be any sex. So we talked about going to the beach, maybe, and how great the house was, and told funny stories about vacations in the past, and we laughed, and were friends. 

We would finish eating, We would clean up, get ready for tomorrow. 

And for tomorrow night. 

I wondered what stories we would tell at our next vacation.





MIKE'S NIGHT

We spent the day hanging around the beach, usual vacation stuff. Sue seemed preoccupied a lot of the time. We had a late lunch around two, and around three I excused myself and went up to shower, and at four Sue was walking me to the car, kissing me goodbye. "Are you okay?" she asked, and I was touched by her concern. 

"Fine," I answered, "I'll bring notes for what to do alone in the town, for everyone," I chuckled. 

"You're a sweetheart," she said. "I'm sure everyone will appreciate that."

"And I'm sure," I replied, blowing a kiss, "that Mike is going to appreciate you. I know I do." I pulled away and headed for town.

I spent the night walking a little, seeing some shops, making notes of what looked interesting, how late they were open. It helped me keep my mind off what might be happening at the house. As much as I thought I was prepared, and as much as I knew I would get my night, and Sue would get hers, I felt a few small jealousy pangs, imaging her sucking Mike's dick, or getting fucked by him. I went to the movies, but couldn't concentrate. Around nine the town started closing down, only the bars and restaurants stayed open. I went into one bar, but it was mostly empty, and I had a soda, and felt a little foolish sitting at a booth alone. By ten I was back in the car, and a half hour later I pulled up at the house, but I parked across the street, and closed my eyes and took a nap.

I woke up to a tapping on the window, and opened my eyes to see Marybeth there. I rolled down the window and noticed she was wearing a loose tank top shirt, and one of her boobs had slipped out. I was staring at her nipple when she spoke.

"We're finished, Mike, come on in." I glanced at my watch; it was eleven-thirty. 

"Done early?"

"Eight hours is a long time. We're exhausted. We put Sue to bed, she's sleeping." I grabbed my notes and told her I'd pull the car into the driveway. She kissed me on the cheek, said goodnight, then added, "It was great. Sue had fun, we all did. Especially Mike." She smiled, a warm appreciative genuine smile. "She's a trooper." Then she turned and walked back to the house. I noticed as she walked that the shirt did not quite cover her, most of her ass was exposed. I started the car and watched her all the way in, wondering what it looked like from the front. When she got to the door she turned, faced me, and put her hands on her hips, then waved me into the driveway. Her shaved pussy was in full view, and she knew it, the tease. She went in and I pulled the car around, and went inside. 

When I got in, the rooms were dark, except the kitchen. Marybeth was drinking a glass of water, and I put my notes on the table, told her what they were. As she drained the glass she was facing me, and her pussy was in full view. She saw me looking at it. 

"Giving it some air," she joked, "it's still draining." I laughed, and she came to me, and kissed me on the cheek, said goodnight again. "I'll see you in the morning. Go to bed." I watched her ass as she left. I got a glass of water and headed for our room to see Sue.

The lights were off; so I turned them on, not wanting to undress in the dark in an unfamiliar room. Sue was lieing on the bed on her back, asleep. Unconscious was more like it, as the light didn't even make her stir. She was naked, and I went to the bed to look at her. I felt a little like a peeping tom, sneaking a peek at my own wife. But I looked anyway. She was beautiful, and peaceful and sexy laying there. And then I saw the remnants of her night. 

There was cum, some still moist, but mostly dried, on her face and in her hair. Facial, I thought, smiling. There was some on her tits, too, and her fat pink nipples looked swollen. Then I saw that her pussy was shaved completely smooth, just a pinkie's width above her slit. Fucking hot, I thought. Her legs were slightly apart, and I could see dried cum there, too, and her labia looked a little swollen. Guilt got the better of me then, and I pulled the sheet up to cover her, and kissed her forehead as she slept. I smelled sex. Seemed like she enjoyed herself. They might've cleaned her up before putting her to bed! 

I started getting undressed, and noticed Sue's 'other' bag, the one she brought for her night. She'd taken it out of the closet, left it open a little. I was very tempted to steal a peek inside, but talked myself out of it. I would, after all, get a first-hand look in the next twenty-four hours. I finished undressing and went to bed, involuntary images of my petite, sweet wife doing totally nasty things with our friends invading my head. It was all I could do not to jerk off.

In the morning I woke to an empty bed, and the sound of Sue in the shower in our room's bathroom. She came out a few minutes later, naked, drying her hair, and saw me watching her. She smiled, a full happy and satisfied smile. "You like?" she asked, knowing I was staring at the new hairstyle between her legs.

"Very much. Good morning." She came to me, and kissed me on the forehead, avoiding my morning breath. "I saw it last night. You were out."

"I was exhausted."

I grinned. "Was it good?"

She gave me a finger wagging. "No talking until it's over, remember?" She grinned mysteriously then, and added. "But yeah. It was. And tonight it's my turn!" She stepped back, stood with her legs apart a little. "Really, you like it? It feels great, I have to admit. Just walking turns me on!"

"It's fabulous, I love it." I looked at her, gave her a knowing wink. "And it looked especially good last night."

"Oh, you animal. C'mon, get up and get showered. I'll see you for breakfast."

A half hour later I came into the kitchen to the sound of the three of them laughing. I said good morning to everyone, kissed my wife for real, and grabbed some coffee. As promised, we were eating light, some muffins and berries and fruit. The girls had arranged all the meals, and meat was suspiciously absent. They said because it weighs you down. I found out different later. 

They couldn't talk about last night, but I told them what I did, and went through my notes. Marybeth was grateful, saying they'd come in handy, and promised to add to them for Mike and Sue. She also brought up the schedule, and we all agreed that four to midnight might be too long, and that eleven would be fine, so no one had to sleep in the car. 

We ran small errands after breakfast, went to the beach. Marybeth went back early to fix the late lunch, and get ready to go out. Mike, Sue and I returned around three, and a little before four, Mike walked Marybeth out, and Sue went upstairs to shower and get ready.



Five Nights Ch. 04



AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains scenes of extramarital and unprotected sex between fictional adults. If it's not your cup of tea, please feel free to move on. Thanks for reading!



SUE'S NIGHT

We had previously arranged that each person's night would be in their own bedroom, and that they should be alone to prepare, so when Mike came back in we went upstairs to Mike and Marybeth's room to shower. Mike went first. She'd given us instructions on how to dress, just khakis and a shirt, and told us she wanted nice close shaves, and some cologne. Mike was dressed when I got out, and went downstairs for some water while I dressed. At about four-twenty she called down that she was ready, for me to come up first. Mike waved me up, and I climbed the stairs, and my brain was in overdrive, wondering what it would be like to see another man fucking Sue, to see what her fantasy was. What she wanted to do.

She was standing at the bed, wearing a short silky robe. Only the table lamps were lit, and there were a couple of candles burning. Very romantic. Her bag was near the bed, closed, and there was a towel covering one of the endtables, something underneath it. She asked me to sit, and I chose the loveseat. Sue looked a little nervous, but not scared-nervous. More excited. Anticipation? She sat next to me, took my hand, and looked into my eyes. She was radiant, as beautiful as she'd ever been, and her eyes glistened with fiery excitement. She smelled wonderful, too, clean and fresh, just a touch of perfume. I wondered what she was wearing under the robe. 

"Jason," she said, "before Mike comes up, I wanted to ask you something," she started, hesitantly, then took a breath and continued. "You know I love you, and only you, right?"

"Of course I do," I answered. "And I love you, too, more than I ever did."

"I need you to promise me." I asked her what, and she explained. "I need you to promise you are OK, that you love me, and will always love me, no matter what." I felt a twinge of nervousness. Was she having second thoughts? "You know I'm going to have to kiss Mike, right? I want you to know it's just a sex thing, not emotional." That's what she was concerned about? "It's important to me that you understand, that if I kiss him, I don't love him, I mean I do, as a friend, but not like I love you."

"You kissed Marybeth," I pointed out.

"Yeah but that was different, that was friends, and fun, but this will be in the heat of passion." She paused. "I need you to promise."

"I promise, honey. You know I could never not love you."

"No matter what?"

"No matter what."

She looked down a second, at our hands, and squeezed mine. "And you have to promise that you won't be angry, you won't," she hesitated again, "you won't think less of me."

"Think less of you? Impossible. Honey, we all decided this together, remember? I want you to have your fantasy, remember?" I touched her chin, turning her to face me. "I want to see you in the throes of uncontrollable passion, losing control of yourself, you know that."

"I might say things," she started, and I cut her off.

"It doesn't matter. I want to hear you say it. If it comes from you, I love it. I love you." I waited. "No matter what you say, or do, I will not be angry, and I could never think less of you." I kissed her. "I could only love you more."

"No matter what I say, or do? Even if it's something that," she paused, "that we never ..." she stopped.

"Sue, honey, you're imagining too much. Of course this is something new." I considered my words, and decided to go for the lighter touch, take the seriousness out of this. "You are about to have two horny men lust after you and service your every need. I love you for that, for being bold, for being brave enough to say what you want, to take the opportunity. I'm grateful that I'm one of the men here tonight!"

"You ass, I'm serious," she said, but she smiled, and I knew we had passed the danger point. "I love you," she added, and kissed me, full on the lips. "You're the best husband ever." I kissed her then, full, my tongue slipping between her lips to meet hers, felt the tension slip away. She broke the kiss, said, "I think I'm ready," and stood. "Stay there." She went to the door and called Mike.

She greeted him at the door, took his hand, and led him inside. She stopped him from sitting, and turned him to face her, and slipped up close to him, and lifted her face and kissed him, lightly, then I saw her lips open, and her tongue in his mouth. Her hands were high on his back, pulling his shoulders down, and his arms came around her, and held her tightly. Then one slid down to her ass, and he fondled her butt, just above the bottom of the robe. I felt my cock twitch a little. They broke the kiss, and she took his hand, and walked him to the loveseat so I slid over to make room. She stood before us, radiant, and I saw her robe had opened a little. She was wearing something lacy on top. We waited for her. She looked at us, a hunger in her eyes. 

"OK, you two, first things first." She put her hands on her hips. "Let's see what you've got for me." We hesitated, and she added, "Come on let's go, pull down your zippers and pull your cocks out." I immediately obeyed, And I saw Mike doing the same. I started opening my pants, and she stopped me, "No, just the zipper for now. Just take it out." And there we were, two mostly soft cocks dangling from our pants. We had to shift forward and lean back to avoid a zipper pinch. 

"Nice," she whispered, "Two cocks all for me." She dropped to her knees between us, and took one in each hand. "But these are soft." She looked in both our eyes, and her expression was all erotic mischief. "We'll have to fix that," she said, stroking us lightly, then dipped her head to Mike's lap and sucked his cock into her mouth, making yummy sounds that he echoed. She fondled me as she sucked him, and I began to harden in her grasp, and then she switched, sucking me, just the head mostly, as she stroked Mike, who was hard now. My eyes darted from her mouth, enveloping my cock, to her hand, gently stroking and squeezing Mike's shaft. She switched again, then back again, until we were fully hard. Satisfied, she pulled up, still holding us both, and sat back on her ankles. "Get up," she said softly. 

We stood on either side of her, and she pulled us by our dicks until they were both touching her face. She rubbed the heads on her cheeks, and her lips, making cooing sounds, then sucked me for a few strokes of her head, and switched to Mike, doing the same, holding mine against her face as she bobbed on his cock. Back and forth she went alternating between us. Then she pulled back and told us to take our pants down. We obliged. Only boxers, she had insisted, so we pushed those down as well, and they dropped to our ankles. She moaned appreciatively, caressing our thighs as we stepped out of them. Her arms reached around behind us, and I felt her clutching my ass cheek. "Nice," she said. She resumed sucking us, going back and forth between us, her hands now fondling our asses, rubbing our balls, and stroking us. 

Then she stopped sucking, and tugged on our cocks. I thought she was just stroking firmly, but when we didn't move she put her hands on our butts and pulled us in. Once we were moving she took hold of our shafts, and guided them closer until they touched. It was a weird sensation, my cockhead touching his, but I didn't get much time to think about it. "I love cock," she said, a little edge in her voice. "I love to suck a nice hard cock." She maneuvered us closer, so we were side by side, and she held our dicks next to each other. She looked up at us, switching her eyes back and forth. "I must be a real cock lover, because I've always wanted to try this." And then my little wife opened her little, pretty mouth, and stretched it obscenely and pushed both cocks into her mouth. It was almost ugly to watch, they way her face distorted itself, trying to force itself around so much dick. Her tongue licked between and around the heads, which was really all she could fit. I wasn't sure if I was disgusted or turned on. 

She pulled back. "Fuck, what a whore I am!" She pulled us apart, and drove her mouth down on my shaft, holding Mike's against her face, then switched. "M-mm, I love the feel of cock in my mouth! And now I have two!" She switched back to me, and slobbered all over my shaft, licking and sucking. It almost felt like I was watching really hot porn, but she was sucking my dick.

The next time she turned to Mike she lifted his cock and licked his ball sack, teasing it with her tongue, and then sucked one of his balls into her mouth. I was suddenly aware that she wasn't just a woman doing two guys; that it was my wife's mouth sucking another man's balls, and my cock twitched with excitement. She felt it, and looked up at me, and showed me her tongue swirling around his ball sack, outside of her lips. She pulled off with a pop, and gave his cockhead a suck, and turned to me. "You like that, seeing me suck his balls? Hm-mm?" I groaned my agreement, and she did it again, this time taking the other one. I realized then that his balls were shaved, smooth and clean, where mine were hairy. I trimmed my pubes, but had never shaved myself. She made a yummy sound, pulling back a little, stretching his sack until his ball popped out of her mouth. 

She looked up at me. "I want you to go in the bathroom and shave, Jason." She was rubbing my cock on her face, stroking me. "I want to suck your shaved balls. Will you do that for me?" I hesitated. "Go, now, go shave yourself and then come back in here. Be careful, but hurry. Mike and I will amuse ourselves until you return." She released me and gave me a gentle shove. I took off for the bathroom.

I found shaving gear laid out, and got busy with hot water and shave cream. As I applied the gel and started to shave, being very careful not to nick myself, I marveled at the woman I thought I'd known, my sweet sexy wife, and her perverted desires. I must be the luckiest man alive, I thought. I knew how perverted my fantasies were, and was amazed to see that hers were just as nasty. I finished up in short time, wiped myself clean and rinsed with water. I tried to see if I missed anything, but settled for rubbing my hand on my hairless sack. It felt really good. Maybe I'll keep them this way. If she sucks them I will.

I came back in the bedroom to see Mike had his shirt off, and Sue was licking and biting his nipples, rubbing her hands on his stomach and chest. She really likes that, and so do I. Seeing her do it to another guy was, I don't know. A turn on, but a little off. It was something she did with me. They stood when I approached, and she cupped my balls, and kissed me. Mike stood behind her, naked, and kissed the back of her neck and squeezed her tits as we kissed, tongues wrestling. She spoke into my mouth as we kissed.

"M-mm, I feel his cock pressing on my ass, I'm so fucking hot, fuck, your balls feel so nice." Mike started pulling her robe off her shoulders, kissing them as he went. She unbuttoned my shirt and pulled it off my arms, and then her robe fell off, and she stood in a red lacy bra and panties, small between us, a beautiful Sue sandwich. She broke the kiss, and turned.

She started kissing Mike then, tongues and open mouths, and I rubbed her shoulders and her back, and undid the clasp of her bra. Her ass was pushing back against me, rubbing my cock. I reached around her to find Mike's hands already on her tits, squeezing them, and I lowered my hands to her pussy, and rubbed it through her panties. I felt the heat and moisture from her, and groaned. 

"He's rubbing my pussy," I heard her tell Mike, "Pinch my nipples, hard." Her fat pink nipples are very sensitive, and when she's really horny, she likes them treated rough. She gasped and squealed as we fondled her. Then she turned back to me, kissing me again. It was strange to feel her mouth, wet with saliva from kissing Mike, a little more personal than her sucking me after seeing her suck him. But we kissed passionately, and I felt her hips move, and her legs, and I saw Mike toss her panties to the side. We were all naked now, both us guys rubbing against her, fondling her, and she was the center of our attention. I dropped my hand to her pussy, her newly shaved pussy, and my fingers slipped between her lips and she bit my tongue a little. I pushed a finger inside her, slipping inside her wet hole. I pressed the heel of my hand on her clit and began rubbing, and she panted. Mike had one hand around her, squeezing her tits. I rubbed harder, faster, sensing she was close, and then her mouth opened, and she stared into my eyes, and cried out as she came. Her legs shook, and we had to hold her up, and as she finished, we led her to the bed and gently laid her down on her back, and knelt on either side of her. 

Almost instantly we were both at her tits, each sucking one. She reached up and held our cocks, stroking gently, feeling the shaft in her hands, eyes closed, moaning her pleasure. I moved a hand between her legs to find Mike's already there, and I snuck a peek to see he had two fingers inside her, and I stared as his fingers penetrated her, seeing her lips open and grasping at his digits. She gasped, and I went back to her tits, switching from one to the other, as Mike fingered my wife. She was close to cumming again. She suddenly released my cock and her hands grabbed at Mike's hand, holding it inside her, and she arched her hips up, fucking his fingers as she came, shouting. She finally released his hand and her hips dropped back down as the waves subsided. She looked at Mike. "Lick me, Mike." She told him. "Eat my wet cunt!" Mike need no additional encouragement, and dove in. She dropped her head down on the bed, and turned to me.

"Get up here," she said. "I want your balls in my mouth." I lifted a leg over her, kneeling and lowered my freshly shaved balls to her lips. She moaned her approval as her mouth opened, and I felt her suck one of my balls into her wet mouth. Her tongue swirled around it, bathing it in saliva as she caressed my ass. She switched to the other one, giving it similar treatment. I looked down at her face, and she looked at me, and pulled her moth off. "Your balls taste delicious," she cooed, and grinned. "I'm so fucking nasty! I'm a dirty ball sucker!" and darted her tongue out, flicking and teasing my sack before sucking them again.

After a few more minutes of sucking my balls she pushed me off gently, and I knelt at her side. She stroked my cock near her face and pulled Mike up by his hair. 

"I need a cock now, Mike. Fuck me. I want your cock in my pussy." Mike got up, and positioned himself between her legs, on his knees. I was kneeling up and felt her mouth slip over my cock as I watched him rub his dick on Sue's wet cunt a few times, then, line up and start sliding in. Sue moaned on my dick as I watched his cock slide into my wife's cunt. I watched her stretch open, and get pulled in as he pushed into her, saw her juices on his shaft as he pulled out. I heard her grunt as he went all the way in, and began stroking slow, long strokes, fucking her cunt. Her mouth came off me as he picked up speed, and she held my cock against her face.

"Oh, fuck, that's so good, fuck me, fuck my cunt, oh, yeah," she panted, then stuffed my cock back into her mouth, muffling her own sounds. She sucked me hard, filling her mouth, sliding it on my shaft, driven by the passion created by the sensations in her cunt. I watched her tits jiggling as her body shook from Mike's hips slamming hard into hers. One hand held my cock in her mouth, or rubbed on her lips and face. The other moved from her nipples to her pussy, back and forth, stimulating herself. She was so hot to watch, seeing her getting pleasure. She pulled my dick out of her mouth and gasped, "Switch."

Mike pulled out, went to her other side as I moved between her legs. Her pussy was open and red, her clit was swollen and pushing up, framed by her shaved lips, puffy and beautiful, and wet. Another cock had been there, I thought. I pushed in, one stroke, banging straight to the base, and she cried out before Mike stuffed his slick shaft into her open mouth. I watched her suck hungrily on his sock, devouring him, her hand on his balls. She pulled off.

"Fuck, even your balls are wet from fucking me, my pussy is soaked. I'm so fucking turned on I can't stand it, Fuck! I need to cum!" She sucked the head of Mike's cock again, popped it out with a slurping sound. "I taste my pussy on your dick," she sold him, then to me, "He tastes like my cunt, fuck me, fuck your horny slut wife, make me cum. My pussy tastes delicious on his dick!" She crammed the shaft back in her mouth, grunting around it as I slammed her pussy harder than ever before. I was pounding so hard her body started sliding up the bed, so I pulled her thighs up against my stomach and held her in place. Her hips elevated, and it changed the angle of my penetration, and she howled around Mike's cock in delight. Then she popped the cock out, held it to her face, and reached for my face with the other hand, and pulled me to her, her face inches from mine. 

"Make me cum, make me cum on your cock," she whispered hoarsely, then kissed me, her lips and face wet with saliva, and tasting of pussy. Mike's cock was dangerously close to my face but I really didn't care. She was out of control with desire, and it excited me beyond reason. She broke the kiss, whispered "don't forget," and turned her head to suck Mike's cock, just inches from my face, before releasing my hair. She started humping her hips up, into me, rubbing her clit on the base of my cock. She panted and grunted around his shaft as I fucked her, watching her orgasm build, feeling her pussy clench on my dick, and then her body froze; her mouth opened wide and Mike's cock slipped out as a wail emerged from her, howling her orgasm to us. I felt her juices soaking my cock and my balls, as her pussy released her fluids and her thighs trapped me in place. I thought I might cum inside her, but managed to fight it down. Her legs relaxed a little as she stopped screaming, panting for air, her eyes opened wide in release. 

"Fuck!" she managed, gasping, then "Fuck!, Oh, fuck! Fucking pull out, shit, switch, I want to taste my cum on your cock, fucking switch," she muttered, and as we moved, she got up on her hands and knees, and Mike was behind her, and entered her doggy style and her mouth opened. Halfway through her groan I shoved my cock in her little mouth, and she sucked me, wet with her cum, and swirled her mouth and tongue around, cleaning her juices off my shaft. We spit roasted my wife, Mike's hips driving her further onto my cock, so that she had to use her hand on the base to keep from gagging. She pulled off and looked up at me. Her voice came out thin, needy. 

"I'm a cock slut, a cock loving, two-cock slut. I'm getting fucked hard. And I'm sucking your cock. I'm sucking my own cum from your cock, fuck, I love it, my pussy tastes so nasty and dirty on your dick, oh, fuck, I'm so fucking hot. I want your cum, both of you." Her voice got louder. "I want you to cum, I want both of you to cum, but not in my pussy, tell me when you are ready, when you're close."

We switched ends again, I couldn't believe she was still wet, and then switched back, each time she sucked her own juice from our cock, telling us how good it tasted. I was in her mouth again, and Mike was behind her, and he said he was going to cum. She pulled off my cock, said, "Come here," and led me off the bed with her hand on my cock. She got on the floor, sat back on her heels, and spread her knees. Her free hand went to her pussy, and she fingered her clit. She held my cock at her face and told Mike, "Cum on my face. I want your hot cum shooting on my face while I'm sucking Jason, and he cums in my mouth." I'd never seen this in her, never imagined her so filthy, so wanton. It was erotic and scary at the same time, but the scariness vanished as she took me back into her mouth, one hand on my cock and the other in her cunt, and inches from her pretty face, Jason stroked his shaft, coaxing his climax, aiming at my new-slutty wife's beautiful face.




Five Nights Ch. 04



And then it began. I heard Mike grunt a little, and shift closer, he was standing right next to me, and his cockhead edged closer to Sue's face, aiming at her nose and cheek, and she looked directly into my eyes. Her lips wrapped tightly on my shaft, and I felt her tongue working under my cock head, trying to finish me, and then a blast of semen shot from Jason's cock as he grunted, splashing on her cheek and nose, followed by another, and another, shooting onto her lips as she sucked me, and he moved closer as the rest of his cum dropped out, making sure it all landed on her face, moving up to her forehead, As it covered her face I felt my balls tighten and my legs wobble, and she felt it and knew I was close. With cum dripping down her nose and cheeks, she rubbed her clit furiously, and came, moaning on my cock, and that set me off and I yelled, and my first shot exploded into her mouth, and then she pulled back slightly, opening her little mouth wide, tongue out, and Jason and I could both see my cream landing in her open mouth, pooling on her tongue, splashing on her lips, her little hand squeezing me, milking my cum into her mouth, her face dripping with Jason's cum. I finished shooting, legs trembling, as she closed her mouth and swallowed. Jason was rubbing his cock on her face, smearing the cum, and she turned to him, licking his cum off his dick, and rubbed my cock on her face, coating me with his load, then licked it off me as well. She was a sight, my wife, a nasty cum-faced slut, licking cum off two softening cocks, an impish, satisfied grin on her face. Damn, I loved her. 

She finally stopped, and sat back on the floor, her arms behind her, jutting her small breasts forward. Some of Jason's load had dripped from her chin and landed on her breasts. She looked so used, and so happy, so sexy.

"Fuck, that was fucking hot," she said, "I can't believe how many times I came, I swear, my clit is still tingling." She looked at us, standing naked, dicks softening. "I think I could get myself off again, now." She thought for a moment, as if considering continuing. "No, I need a break. Help me up." We both leaned down took her hands and pulled her to her feet. She walked to the small table where a pitcher and glasses were, and poured water. We all drank, washing the dryness away from breathing through our mouths. She went to the loveseat and stretched out on it. Jason took the chair in the corner, pulled it closer, and I sat on the bed. We faced each other, silent. Then she chuckled.

"Holy shit that was great," she started. "Really. Fucking wild. Better than I imagined." She looked at me. "I hope I didn't scare you." I laughed, and she turned to Mike. "Was it too much?"

"No way," he replied, grinning, "but I don't know how I'll ever be able to look at you the same way again," he put up his hand, "in a good way, of course." We all laughed. I agreed with Mike. 

"I've always fantasized, you know? About having two men. Two cocks." She paused, suddenly embarrassed at her words. After the things she'd said? "My fantasies were always hot, you know? Having two hard cocks, sucking and fucking me." She grinned sheepishly, and we let her talk. "But seeing them, touching them, it was even better, better than I expected. Fuck, I was out of control, it made me so hot." 

"You were fantastic," I blurted, then added, joking, "by the way, you still have cum on your face."

"I know, I can feel it. And smell it." She wiped a finger on a drip, and stuck it in her mouth. "Mmm, yummy." We all laughed. 

"That last part, having an orgasm while I got cum in my mouth and my face, that was so perfect, so nasty." She sighed. "I'm ruined now," she grinned. "What will I ever dream about now?" And we laughed again.

Mike got up, put on his boxers, and said he was going to get more water. When he left the room I got a towel and sat next to her on the loveseat. I started wiping her face, and she took the towel from me, wiping the remnants of our passion from her face and breasts.

"Do you still love me, Jason?" she asked.

"Of course I do, don't be ridiculous," I told her truthfully. We kissed then, lovingly, although I could smell and taste the residue of semen on her.

"I didn't shock you?" I was holding her to me, feeling her warm skin next to me. "Are you embarrassed of me, at what a nasty girl I am?" She was trying to kid, but I could feel her tension and hear the insecurity creeping into her voice. 

"Shock? No, not at all, baby. A little surprised, but not that you had nasty desires, only that you were able to let go and express them." I pulled her closer, felt her breasts press against me. "It turns me on to see you let go, seeing you so hot, so lusty." I kissed the top of her head. I took a breath, continued. "I never fantasized about seeing you with another guy," I whispered, "but seeing Mike fucking you was hot, really hot." I paused. "Seeing his cock going into your pussy was fucking hot as hell. And seeing you loving it made it even hotter." I kissed her again. "I love you."

"I love you too, baby," she cooed. "And there's more to come." She looked up at me. "Remember your promise." 

"I remember," I assured her.

"Now let me up. I have to use the bathroom, and get ready for part two," she said, struggling to her feet. "I'll need a few minutes. You two try not to fall asleep while I'm gone." She took a few steps away, then stopped and turned. "Will this change us, Jason?"

"How do you mean?"

"Well," she started, hand on her hip, naked and sexy in her casualness. "Will it change our relationship with each other? Or with our friends?"

"Good strong relationships are always changing," I said sincerely, "but the strong ones get stronger. Good ones get better," I paused. "If we didn't have a good bond between us, and with our friends, we couldn't do this, couldn't be who we are." She waited. "Will it change, sure. But I expect it'll be better."

She looked at me, thoughtful, and said, "I love you." And went to the bathroom and closed the door.

I didn't have time to consider our conversation before Mike returned. He poured more water and handed me one. There was an awkward silence between us. Finally he said, in a fake macho voice, "Hey, how about that game last week?" We laughed, and I stood up, and grabbed my boxers, suddenly aware that I was still naked and he wasn't. When I sat back down he spoke.

"You've got a hell of a woman there, Jason."

"Don't I know it."

"Seriously, she's terrific, she always been a good friend, and Marybeth and I like her a lot; you too. But she's great, and, if I can speak frankly, she's very sexy and, um, alive, I guess."

"Speak frankly? You fucked her," I grinned. "You just shot a load of cum on her face! Now you get all timid?"

"I'm not kidding. I'd be jealous of you if I didn't have Marybeth," he said. "Sue's an incredible person, and a really hot, sexy girl," he said. "She knows how to enjoy herself," he chuckled.

"She sure does," I confirmed.

"Is she always that vocal?"

"She vocal, but she never got that vocal before," I laughed. "She was really wild." I paused, then asked, "How about Marybeth? Is she wild?"

"You heard her stories," he replied, grinning, "and you'll find out for yourself soon." He paused. "Sometimes I'm surprised at how adventurous she gets."

"I hear that," I said. 

Silence, then Mike asked, "You like the shaved feel?"

"Fucking fabulous," I said. "Her pussy felt great."

"What about you? Your balls, I mean." Well that caught me by surprise. I'd never discussed my balls with another man, and I hesitated, then thought, what the hell. 

"Actually, pretty cool," I said, raising my water glass in a toast. "I think I'll keep it that way. Sue seems to like it."

"I gotta take a piss," he said, standing, and left the room for his bathroom.

I was alone only for a minute until Sue came out, fresh and naked. I told her Mike would be right back, and she kissed me, holding me close, smelling of soap and fresh clean skin. "I love you," she said again. "Do you love me?"

"More than ever," I murmured, and it was true. 

"Remember your promise?"

"I do. You lovely, sexy woman. I do." She smiled, and kissed me again. Mike came back in while we were still kissing.

"You guys starting without me?"

Sue laughed, and said, "I hope you boys took your pills, cause round two is coming up." She looked at Mike. "I think I'm ready," she said. 

"I have to take a leak," I announced, and went into the bathroom.

When I came back out, Sue was on the edge of the bed, on her back, her legs pulled way up, and for the second time in my life I saw Mike licking her asshole. Mike was holding her legs, and Sue's hands were at her cunt, playing with herself. She was spread wide, and I got a near-perfect view of his tongue playing at her crinkled star, teasing and poking inside. His boxers were off, and I stripped down and watched my wife get her ass tongue-fucked, listened to her moaning with pleasure. We had touched each other's asses occasionally, but never done anything like this. It was a passion I never knew in her, and she was wallowing in the experience. Mike seemed to get off on it too, really going at it, and I noticed he was already hard. I felt my cock stirring at the scene in front of me. I got up on the bed and knelt beside her, and leaned down to kiss her. Her eyes opened when she felt me next to her, and her mouth opened as we kissed, her tongue spearing into me, groaning into my mouth. 

"Don't forget," she murmured.

"I won't," I whispered back, and she kissed me again, 

She broke the kiss and stared into my eyes, her face suddenly frozen. "His tongue is in my ass, oh, fuck, it feels so good, fucking lick my ass, fuck!"

I played with her tits, pinching her nipples lightly at first, then harder, pulling them away from her body, twisting them, and she cried out. 

"Oh, that feels so good, tongue my asshole, fuck, that's so nasty!" Mike continued for a few more minutes before letting Sue's legs down, and Sue rolled over and knelt up. She arranged me up against the headboard, half-sitting with pillows behind me, legs spread. She knelt in front of me, staring at me with eyes that burned with lust. She lowered her head, keeping her ass in the air, and started licking my balls. Mike was still behind her, and then I noticed her bag up on the bed, opened. Before I could wonder what was inside I saw him lower his face to her upturned backside. I knew from her moan that he was licking her again. Her tongue bathed my balls and cock, licking and sucking everywhere. 

After a few minutes of this, she lifted her head from my crotch and moved up to face me, coming closer. She put her arms around my neck, embracing me, still on her knees between my legs. Mike was leaning over, and removed a slim vibrator from the bag, a simple one with a slightly curved tip. I heard it start humming as it disappeared behind her. 

She gasped a simple "Oh!" as it touched her, but I couldn't see where it was. Her face was inches from mine, and she looked into my eyes, eager with anticipation and something else, almost fear. Her mouth hung slightly open as Mike stimulated her.

"M-mm, that's it, yeah," she said to me, but I think she was talking to Mike. "Right on my clit." I could see his shoulders moving, his face down, concentrating on what he was doing between her legs. Her hips squirmed, and she held me tighter, murmuring her reactions. 

"You like that?" Mike asked.

"Oh, fuck yeah," she managed. "Fuck, it's so good, fuck me." Her eyes closed for a few moments, and I felt her body reacting. The she suddenly relaxed and her eyes opened.

"Are you ready?" Mike asked her.

"Yeah," she hesitated, then, more confidently, "Yeah. Yeah, I'm ready." Mike reached around her with the vibe, pointing it at me, still humming. It was slick and shiny. He motioned for me to take it. Sue adjusted her position, placing her hands on my shoulders, her forearms resting on my chest, and leaned her weight on me. "Put that on my clit," she told me, and I squeezed my arm down between us. She adjusted her position so I could move my arm freely, and settled in. "You have to help me," she said, a little unsteady. "Hold me. Keep that on my clit and hold me." Despite her timidity, she seemed on the edge of an orgasm, the excitement in her practically rippling through her muscles. "Okay?" she asked.

I nodded, unsure what I was helping her with, until I saw Mike at the bag again. This time he was taking out a bottle of lube, and an assortment of butt plugs.

She was going to have her ass plugged. I felt my cock stir at the idea, even as the erotic excitement in me overshadowed the disbelief. My little, sexy wife, who had never expressed an interest in anal play, was on her knees, staring into my face, while she waited for Mike to slip a plug into her ass. I was almost trembling with anticipation; I could feel it in her, too, and she recognized it, and smiled. 

"It's hot, right?" she grinned. "You have to help me, Jason. Don't let me go." She turned to Mike. "Okay, I'm ready." She turned her face back to me, and stared into my eyes. 

I watched her eyebrows lift and her mouth open as Mike applied lube to her ass. I glanced over her shoulder to see him sliding a finger into her, working the lube inside. Her breath seemed to freeze, then gasp as he penetrated her tight back hole, and her fingers tightened a little on my shoulders. Then his hand moved, and I saw him aiming a small butt plug at her. I grinned at her as it disappeared behind her rounded cheeks. Her eyes crinkled, but her mouth remained open as the slim toy disappeared into her. Her mouth formed an 'O' and Mike rubbed her ass cheeks, and advised her to relax. The tension in her face and body slipped away, and she pushed her hips back to meet his insertion, groaning softly.

"Yeah, nice, that went in beautifully, Sue," Mike encouraged her. "How does it feel?"

"Different. Full. Nice." She coughed a laugh. "I expected pain, I guess. But it feels good."

"Well, it's the small one, so don't worry." He smacked her round cheek with a firm slap. "You'll still get the pain. But I promise, you're going to love it." He began playing with the plug, and she chirped with surprise.

"Oh!" Her body jumped a little. I struggled to keep the vibe on her clit. "Oh, that's good. Are you-?"

"I'm fucking your ass with the plug, getting you used to motion and penetration. You like it?"

"I – I – oh, I love it. It feels wonderful! So different, so – so unusual!" She looked at me. "Oh Jason, keep that on my clit. It feels perfect. He's fucking my ass with a toy, oh, fuck, it's good." She paused. "Am I scaring you? I'm so excited I could explode."

I reassured her while Jason continued to slowly slide the plug in and out of my wife's anus. He switched hands, and his free hand picked up the second plug, a red one, slightly thicker and longer than the first. He showed to me, then rested it in her ass crack and drizzled lube on it. He continued moving the small one with one hand while he placed the tip of the second at her tight entrance. The next time he pushed it in, he pushed a little harder, deeper, and held it in, then pulled it slowly out, and inserted the second plug. This time her eyes bulged a little and a little cry came out. As Mike worked it a little further in, she cried out louder. He soothed her, I vibed her and held her, and soon I felt her body accept the bulb as it passed her outer ring and slipped into her. Her clutching hands again eased on my shoulders and she groaned with relief.

"Did that hurt? You're doing great, baby," Mike cheered her, and she moaned her assent. 

"A little, not really pain, just, like, a resistance." She heaved a deep breath. "Fuck, that's good. Oh, Jason, it feels incredible, my ass is so full."

"Well, not yet it isn't," Mike chuckled, starting to twist and pull the plug. For the first time the thought entered my head that she might get her ass fucked. I was afraid to hope for it, for fear of being disappointed it she didn't go that far. But anal sex? My little Sue taking a hard cock in the ass? My head spun, and my cock leaped to full hardness, pressing against her belly. She leaned into me, pressed her lips against my ear.

"Oh, Jason, you like it too, don't you!" she whispered softly. "You like seeing me take those toys up my hot ass. It feels so nasty, so fucking hot!" She pulled back, called to Mike. "Fuck that slut ass with that plug!" She looked at me and grinned, then her face froze in surprise as Mike did what she commanded. Her mouth was open, but nothing came out at first, and then a cry began and turned into a shout as Mike worked the plug in and out of her. Gradually she began to move, accepting the plug, then meeting it.

Mike encouraged her as he pulled and pushed and twisted, occasionally dripping additional lube on her ass. Then he switched hands again, and reached for the third plug, this one black, and fat and probably five inches long. Mike held it up, made an 'amazed' face at me that probably matched my own expression, then set it between her cheeks to lube it. He held the lube over her butt hole as he removed the red one.

"Good, it stayed open," he commented as he dripped lube into her hole. Stayed open, I thought. Sue's tight little starfish stayed open. I felt my cock drool a little precum, and I pressed up into Sue's belly as Mike began inserting the third toy into my wife's butt. 

"Relax, now," he started, "and when it hurts, push out, pulse your muscles," he added. I watched her face change from excitement to concentration, and felt her body tensing and relaxing as she accepted the ass invasion. "That's it, that's great," he said, "you're ass is really stretching open, now here it comes," he warned. Sue's beautiful face scrunched in pain and shock, and then she suddenly cried out sharply.

"Stop!" she yelled, then added quickly, "Stop, it hurts, oh, fuck, no, don't stop, I want it, don't stop, just go slow, but don't stop, I want my ass filled!" Her hand clutched at my shoulders as she pressed against me, evading but inviting this new torture of her anal passage. I whispered to her to relax, to open up, relax, rubbing her back, then moving my hand under to grab he tit and fondle her nipples. The were like rocks in my fingers. She was really getting off. Mike kept at it, and she kept crying out, and pushing back, until finally she exhaled completely and her body eased it's tension.

"Whoa, there it is, it's all in," Mike cheered. "Fuck, your sweet ass is stretched, Sue! You took it all!" Sue groaned, and her eyes opened and she looked at me.

"Fuck, that hurt, but it feels so good!" she blurted. Mike sat back, and Sue told me to slide down, lie flat. "I want you to see it," she told me, and turned around so her ass was facing me, and straddled my body with her legs. I was looking straight up at her shaved cunt, wet and open, and above it her beautiful ass cheeks framed the base of the black plug, settled tightly, her little back door stretched obscenely around it. I felt her mouth slide down on my cock as she lowered her pussy to my mouth, lapping hungrily at her juices as they washed into my mouth. Her pussy was so wet I thought I might drown, but I sucked at her hole, darting my tongue inside her heat, drinking her, before moving down to her clit. I starting working her little button with my tongue as she sucked my cock, and I could hear her grunting as her orgasm approached. I saw her butt clench and pulse at the plug in her ass. Then Mike appeared at her side, above me, holding the vibrator I hadn't realized I'd dropped. He pressed the tip against the base of the plug as I licked her cunt, and she exploded in her climax, shouting around my cock, and her juices drenched my face. I sucked her clit as her orgasm began, then moved back to her gushing hole to enjoy her liquid treasure. I felt her body relax above me as the waves subsided. 




Five Nights Ch. 04



Slowly she pulled herself off me, only to turn and straddle me again, facing me. She sat on my stomach, then lay flat on my chest. Mike moved back behind her. He was doing something, and when she reacted, I assumed he was working the plug as he had the last two, twisting it, then pulling it out, and putting it back in. He rubbed her ass cheeks, then gave them a slight tap.

"OK," he said, "are you ready?" 

She didn't answer, she just adjusted her knees to a kneeling position and reached between her legs and grabbed my cock. She rubbed it on her slit a couple of times, moaning when it touched her still-sensitive clit, then raised up and sat down hard on me, taking my entire cock into her pussy in one stroke. The feeling was incredible, and I groaned, feeling her velvety walls envelop my rock hard meat, soaking me. I felt her juices run onto my balls immediately as she lifted and lowered herself a few times, and I rose to meet her. It was tighter because of the plug inside her ass, it felt different, like it was pressing on the underside of my cock every time I entered her. Then I felt it suddenly become looser, more open, and I heard Mike say, "Here we go." Sue held still, pressed down on my cock, grinding her clit into me. She lifted herself on her elbows and looked down at me. Her face glowed as though on fire with lust.

There was a level of passion in her that I had only rarely seen before, something beyond desire, beyond wanton craving; something just short of madness, it seemed. More than a surrender to animal nature, it was an embrace of hedonistic debauchery, a delight in the abandonment of human limits and boundaries. She was desire. Her face inches from mine, she described it for me. 

"I can feel it, the head of his cock, it's pushing at my ass, I feel it. It's opening my ass, and - Oh! – It's inside me! I'm such a slut, I can feel his cock going in, he's filling me, can you feel it? Can you feel him stuffing my ass from inside my cunt? Oh! – oh, fuck, he's almost -" 

Once again her eyes opened wide, and her mouth clenched, then opened, and clenched shut again, and then she yelled at me, "Oh, fuck!" Her face tuned up and she yelled, a long, loud wail, and when she ran out of breath her face came to mine again. I felt the pressure build in her pussy, and I knew he was sliding into her.

"Oh, he's in my ass, he's all the way in, fuck, that's so hot, his cock is inside my, inside MY ASS, he's fucking my ass," she hissed, "his cock is in my ass, can you feel it, his fucking cock is filling me, holy shit, it feels so good, fuck, his fucking cock is fucking my ass!" 

I felt it then, not just the pressure of her crowded stuffed pussy, but the motion of his body, and feel of his cock rubbing against mine through her. I was aware of his hands on her hips, his legs grazing mine. I moved my hands to her ass cheeks, squeezed them, pulled them apart, even as I began pushing up into her. I had no real ability to move my body, but my hips seemed to hump involuntarily, pushing up into her, meeting Mike's thrusts down.

Sue was grunting, crying out, and intermittently spewing uncontrolled filth that I don't know if she realized was out loud. "I'm such a slut," she repeated, "Two cocks fucking me at the same time, I have a cock in my cunt and a cock in my ass, I must be a slut, I love it, my slut ass and cunt both getting fucked," then she would howl and shake as an orgasm ripped through her. Her climaxes seemed not to end, only to recede and return. I felt her cum and juices soaking my balls and run down my ass, I felt her pussy, already tight from Mike in her backdoor, clenching in spasms on my shaft. Gradually her body lost it's energy, and she lay, spent, between us as we hammered her cunt and ass, using her now not for her pleasure but for our own. I felt like I was going to cum soon, felt the telltale beginnings of my climax, as it began in my balls. Mike began pumping with more urgency then, and Sue seemed to reawaken, feeling the changes in the pounding she was receiving.

"Oh, yeah, come on," she called out, "fuck me harder, fucking cum in me, fill my pussy and ass with cum!" She tried to turn her head, calling to Mike. "Fuck my slut ass, Mike! Shoot your hot cum up my ass! Make me cum with both my slut holes full of hot cum!" Could I ever kiss that dirty mouth again? As if hearing my thoughts she lowered her face to mine, jamming her tongue into my mouth, moaning into me; not really a kiss, just passionate mouths jammed into each other, tongues wrestling, breath panting and grunting. I heard Mike then, "Here it comes," he said, low at first, then repeating it louder, and louder, and Sue broke off the assault on my mouth, urging him on.

"Yeah, cum in my ass, Mike, come on, give it to me, fill me up, fill my ass with cum!" And then he bellowed, and pushed into her, and she cried out with delight as she came again. I felt her tense, and freeze, and Mike stopped thrusting, just pulsing his hips into her as he filled her ass with his hot load. It was too much for me, and my climax took me suddenly, and I pushed up into her, shooting my own load deep into her sopping cunt as I yelled to her.

"Take that cum, you slut! Take my hot cum in your slut cunt!" She ground her pussy on me, wriggling on the two cocks filling her, still moaning as her thunderous orgasm subsided.

Slowly, we all stopped moving, until she lay still on top of me, panting and lifeless. My dick retained most of it's hardness, sweltering in the hot liquid of her pussy. I felt Mike move, and his weight came off her as he pulled up and back, and she groaned as he pulled out of her. He paused a second, behind her, then fell to the bed beside us, breathing deeply, exhausted. 

"Holy shit, Sue," he managed, "you are so fucking hot." She looked at him. "Your ass looks so nasty."

"M-mm, I bet," she replied. "I can feel your cum inside me, it's hot inside my ass."

"When I pulled out," he told her, "it was open, and cum was leaking out." I felt her pussy clench a little, even as my cock softened and slipped from her. I felt my own load spill out onto me. 

"O-oo, that's nasty." She turned to me. "You want to see?" She didn't wait for an answer, but struggled up off me, and turned around onto her back, wedging herself between us, her head at our feet. She spread her legs, laying one each across our chests, and exposed her pussy and ass, lifting her hips slightly, just inches from our faces.

Her cunt was red and open and cum spilled out, globs of it running down her crack. Below, her ass struggled to close, and I saw Mike's jizz being squeezed out. I could smell the mess of our combined juices and cum. I was stunned by the image, but managed to speak.

"Fuck, that's so hot, you look so fucked," I began, not thinking I was talking about my wife in front of another man. "Your ass is dripping cum, and so is your nasty slut cunt." As if on cue her hands appeared, one inserting two fingers into her open pussy hole, the other snaking down below. I watched my wife slip a finger into her own cum-filled ass. She cooed with pleasure. 

"Yeah, you slut, finger that fucked ass, you feel that cum? You're a dirty cum slut, taking cocks in both your holes at once," I encouraged, "feel that hot cum in your ass and your cunt."

Then she wasn't just playing, she was really fingering herself, and Mike and I watched as she added a second finger to her ass, pumping it in, coated with semen, as her other hand pushed a third finger into her cunt, and the heel of her hand pressed her clit. She panted, and groaned, and her pussy clenched on her fingers as she came again, squeezing more cum out around her soaked fingers. 

Finally her hips lowered, and her fingers slipped out, and she exhaled deeply, and lay still. She took her hand from her pussy and raised it to her face. I craned my neck to see her suck the cum from her hand, and then it lay on her chest, glistening and still. We were all motionless for a few minutes. Mike was the first to move, sliding out from under her leg, and he knelt and moved up to her face, and kissed her, softly, with a little tongue. He got off the bed and went silently to the door, and left us alone.

We stayed there a few more minutes. I had no idea what time it was, but I knew we were done for the night. I finally stirred, moving her leg off me, and went to the bathroom to start the bath. When I came back in she was still in the position I left her, lying on her side, eyes closed. I leaned in and kissed her and she stirred. I tasted cum on her lips, and felt a tingle of appreciation for my wonderful, sexy woman. Her eyes opened as I broke the kiss. I caressed her chest and tits lovingly. 

"Hey, you," she murmured.

"Hey, yourself," I responded. She smiled and covered her hand with mine. "I'm running a bath. For you."

"M-mm, you're sweet," she answered. Her eyes caught mine. "Do you still love me?" She smiled, but I knew she was serious.

"I think," I told her truthfully, "that I may have fallen in love with you all over again." She squeezed my hand. 

"I'm serious," she intoned, "I didn't scare you?" 

"Scare me? No," I shook my head, fondling her soft nipple. "Not scared. A little surprised, maybe. And a lot amazed. And more in love than ever." I paused.

"You're not disgusted?"

"By what?"

"That your wife is a shameless slut." She smiled, a little seductively.

"Disgusted? Not hardly. I feel, I don't know," I searched for the right words. "Admiration? Wonder? Hell, I knew you were sexy, and naughty, but I never dreamed -"

"You're not angry?"

"Did you expect me to be?"

"I was a little afraid," she said, rising up on one elbow. She looked so sexy that way, relaxed, her tits hanging slightly from her chest. Smelling of sex. God, she was gorgeous. "I thought you might be angry that was so, you know, so dirty." She paused. "So slutty." 

"How could I be angry? You're so sexy, so beautiful. So passionate."

"Even when I put two hard cocks in my mouth?"

"That was hot," I admitted.

"I licked your balls."

"And sucked them," I added. "That was great."

"By the way, they are great shaved. Keep them like that. I want to do that again. A lot."

"I will if you keep your pussy shaved."

"You got a deal, partner." Her eyes dropped a moment, then looked at me again. "I let Mike fuck my ass."

"Really? I missed that," I kidded. She smacked my chest playfully as she sat up.

"You know what I mean," she said. "I never had anal before. We never did it."

"We will now."

"You better believe it."

"I don't have two cocks, though. I can't fuck both holes." 

"We can use a dildo, or a vibrator," she offered.

I paused. "Double penetration. My sweet little wife likes to get DP'd." I shook my head. "It was good?"

"Oh, my God, it was fucking great!" She struggled off the bed. "Ow, my ass is sore."

"I guess it hurt? Why do you want to do it again?" I asked, taking her arm, and leading her to the bathroom.

"A little, but a sexy hurt. A nasty, sexy pain. And only for a little bit." She grinned at me. "Then it felt great. I'm hooked. We're going to do it a lot." In spite of the events, I felt my dick stir. "It's sore now, though. But so is my pussy, and my jaw." She smiled, big and proud. "I feel like I got fucked in every opening I have!" 

I helped her settle into the hot water, and we talked sparingly while I bathed her and washed her hair. She relaxed and let me take care of her. I dried her, and showered quickly, and we fell asleep naked, clean and warm. It was quiet, and sensual, and a perfect end to a fabulous night.



Five Nights Ch. 05



AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains scenes of extramarital and unprotected sex between fictional adults. If it's not your cup of tea, please feel free to move on. Thanks for reading!

MY NIGHT

The next day passed without note; it was the planned day off, and we pursued normal vacation activities, and spent the night together as we had in the past. Sue moved a little gingerly most of the days, eliciting looks from all of us, but to our word, there was no spoken conversation about what had gone on the last two nights, or what would occur in the next two. Everyone relaxed and rested, and the only real tension was the unspoken conversation that we all held in our heads. At least I think we all did. I know I did. Memories of Sue's face as she got DP'd by me and Mike kept appearing. Her face covered in his semen as she took my load in her mouth, her dirty, filthy sex-talking mouth. Wild imaginings of what might have happened on Mike's night. And of course, what I had planned for my night. 

The next morning and afternoon passed as the day off had, just hanging and relaxing. Marybeth had added to my list of things to do. As the afternoon hit, I started to get antsy, like a kid waiting for Christmas morning. It started to show around two, and everyone began snickering good-naturedly at my anticipation. At three o'clock I excused myself, gave a note to Sue and one to Marybeth, and went to shower and prepare.

At four I was in our room, in dress pants and shirt. Sue brought Marybeth from Marybeth's room, where they had gotten ready. They looked fabulous, in elegant skirts and blouses, hair and makeup done as though going out to dinner. I poured glasses of champagne, our one cocktail for the day, and we chatted as friends, all the while passing smoldering looks at each other. The ladies sat next to each other, while I reclined on the bed. Finally, drink finished, I took their glasses, and sat on the edge of the bed, facing them. I asked them to stand. I looked them over, drinking in the vision of these two hot women who were about to fulfill some of my most exciting dreams. Using the remote, I started the stereo, a soft romantic love song.

"Dance," I told them, "not dirty. A slow dance, sexy." I remembered my rule contribution, 'no saying no', and thought myself a genius.

They turned to each other and embraced. I'd seen them dance together many times, when Mike and I needed a break or were getting drinks, and they didn't want to rest. But always the pop dance tunes, and I'd often imagined them slipping into each other's arms, like lovers, swaying to a slow tune, each matching the others rhythm. And they did not disappoint tonight, holding each other, heads on shoulders, hands lightly caressing backs and arms. Sue only came up to Marybeth's neck, and planted light kisses there. That's hot, my dick told me. Marybeth made the first overt move, dropping her hand as they turned, cupping Sue's ass. As the song ended, they kissed, lightly, lips only, but a long, tender one, eyes closed. They held each other and waited for me.

"Sue," said, "stand behind Marybeth. A little to the side, so I can see you." Sue moved as instructed. "I want you to undress Marybeth. Take your time, do it slowly, take the time to appreciate her as you expose her to us."

Marybeth's eyes burned into mine as Sue's hands slid from Marybeth's waist up to her shoulders, caressing, gliding delicately over her breasts, and finally to her neck, her fingers touching lightly; the tendons, the muscles, the collarbone. Then to her shirt, undoing the buttons one at a time, a hand slipping inside the open shirt to cup a breast; an exposed shoulder, a shirttail pulled out, a smooth belly, a lace bra. Down her arms, stroking, raising gooseflesh as her nails stroked the skin on the back of Marybeth's arms, all the while Marybeth's eyes riveted on mine, watching me watch her. Sue bent down then, removing Marybeth's shoes, supporting her as she stepped down out of the three-inch heel, then stroking her bare legs to where her skirt began. Standing again, I could now see Sue's face over Marybeth's shoulder, and she kissed the skin there, moving slowly to Marybeth's neck, lingering in the soft place between neck and shoulder.

I almost didn't recognize Sue, having never suspected that she was capable of physically appreciating another woman's body. This wasn't the hyper-slut I'd met two nights ago, nor the horny, self-confident woman I have known and regularly had sex with. This wasn't even the tender, loving sensuous woman I often made love to. She was showing me another facet to a woman I thought I knew before. I was not complaining.

As she pulled back from the kiss, Marybeth's bra became loose, and fell forward, exposing her beautiful full breasts and brown nipples. Sue's hands slipped it down her arms, and then returned up, to cup and heft her ample mounds, her thumbs flicking across the nipples, raising them from the tiny dark ring surrounding them. Marybeth reacted slightly, but never removed her eyes from mine. Sue's hands lingered at Marybeth's breast. Stroking the sides, pinching the nipples, before dropping to her sides, resting on her hips, reaching around to stroke under her ribs, her stomach, to the waistband of her skirt. They paused there, hesitant, then moved down, pressing down the front of the skirt, separating, following the line of each leg to mid thigh, then slowly moving together, bunching the skirt between Marybeth's legs. And then moving hesitantly up, pressed to the insides of her thigh, to where they met her hips, and lingering, finger moving, pressing into the flesh beneath two layers of clothing. Finally they moved away, to disappear behind her, and the skirt loosened, and Sue's hands guided it over Marybeth's hips, leaving her standing in a pair of lace panties, tiny and feminine. I looked at Marybeth, and she looked at me, and then her eyes darted to the tent in my pants, and back to my eyes, smiling now.

Sue was on her knees behind Marybeth, her face even with our friend's hips; she peeked from behind her to see me, and my eyes met hers. Her tongue slipped from between her lips, and she licked Marybeth's hip, just above the top of her panties. And then her hands slipped under the side, and began a slow descent, rolling them down, over the swell of her hips, exposing the shaved 'v' of her sex, pausing; then pulling them away from the smooth lips, and sliding them forever down Marybeth's long legs, to settle at her ankles. She rested there, reclining her face against Marybeth's thigh, one hand wrapped behind her, holding the leg from the inside, the other across her own body, stroking the leg on the front, slipping higher, and higher, until it reached her pussy, and it worked between her legs. Her fingers played there, touching another woman for the first time, watching me watch her as her fingers felt heat, touching moisture in another woman.

She pulled the hand away, brought it slowly to her lips, kissed her fingertips. My God, what a sexy woman she was. I was hard as a rock, and I couldn't tell if my heart or my cock yearned for her more. She stood then, still to Marybeth's side, and her hand went to Marybeth's face, and she pulled her into a loving kiss, hot and slow, tongues visible and teasing, then she stepped closer, pressing Marybeth's full naked body to hers, her arms behind her, around her. She broke the kiss and lowered her face to Marybeth's chest, and licked a nipple before sucking it into her mouth, playing with it as her fingers pulled and twisted the other. Marybeth moaned, and her head dropped back, her mouth open, her hands in Sue's hair, holding her head to her chest. Sue moved to the other nipple, her fingers playing with the first, still wet with her saliva. 

She stopped then, and pulled back, and holding Marybeth's hand, she took a slight bow, ending her performance. 

"That," I squeaked, and cleared my throat. "That was incredible." They looked at me, one dressed, one naked. "Marybeth, you look fabulous. But Sue appears to be overdressed. Could you help her out?"

Her face broke into a hungry grin. "I thought you'd never ask," she intoned, and moved behind Sue, who faced me. I watched her arms snake around the front, one to her chest, one between her legs, and she manhandled Sue, giving her pussy a forceful rub, squeezing her tits. I heard her growl in anticipation of stripping my wife. Not for the first time I imagined them together, both naked, licking each other, Marybeth the aggressor, Sue timid but eager. She was kissing Sue's neck, sucking on the tendons, and moved to her ear. Sue squirmed, but held still, allowing her friend to have her way with her, arousing her, her thighs squeezed together, trapping Marybeth's hand. Then Marybeth pulled back, began undoing the blouse, unbuttoning, pulling it away, almost too quickly, exposing my wife's half cup bra encasing most of her small breasts. Marybeth'a hand slipped inside one cup, fondling her roughly, pulling the breast out, squeezing it, showing me the pink, swollen nipple and areole, before pinching it, softly; then pulling hard, eliciting a squeak from Sue. Her hands came to the front, undoing the clasp there, and pulled the cups and straps from her, leaving her topless. Her chest rose and fell with deep breaths as one hand caressed her breasts, the other behind her, unseen. The hand in front moved then, disappearing behind Sue, and her skirt opened and fell to the floor, puddled at her ankles. Marybeth stayed behind her, dropping to her knees, and her hands reached for the boyshorts Sue wore, and began pulling them down. Before her pussy was exposed Marybeth pulled Sue's hips backwards, and Sue gasped at whatever Marybeth was doing to her exposed ass. 

She pulled the panties the rest of the way down her legs, then crawled to the front of her, helping her step out of her clothes. She moved her naked ass to point at me, turned to look at me, and bent all the way over, exposing her full cunt and asshole to my view as she removed Sue's shoes, one at a time. Sue put her hand on Marybeth's head to steady herself as the second shoe came off, Marybeth holding the foot up, and then lowered her head, licking her toes, sucking on them, burrowing her tongue between them. Awkwardly trying to look at her pussy and her tongue at the same time, I watched Marybeth lick all the way up Sue's leg, stopping at her hip, then turning to catch my eye. And then she jammed her face into Sue's crotch, moving it back and forth as Sue cried out, her hands on Marybeth's head, having her pussy licked by a woman for the very first time. 

After a few moments she stopped, and stood, and kissed Sue forcefully on the lips, letting her taste herself on Marybeth's tongue and mouth. The sight of these two beautiful women, naked and kissing, was almost too much to bear, and I thought I might cum without taking my cock out. Marybeth broke the kiss, and moved back behind Sue, whispering into her ear, her hands stroking her shoulders and breasts. Sue listened, then looked at the front of my pants, where my erection was trying to burst out. They both grinned, and I stood.

"You two are the hottest," I said, "and as arousing as it is to watch you, I can't wait any longer." I spread my arms. "I guess now I am the only one overdressed." Marybeth pushed Sue towards me and she fell into my arms, kissing me wetly as Marybeth approached. She put her arms around both of us, whispering into my ear, "You like seeing me lick your wife's pussy, don't you?" I broke the kiss with Sue and kissed Marybeth, my tongue darting into her mouth, meeting hers, as Sue began unbuttoning my shirt. She broke off, moving behind me, taking my shirt down my arms as Sue knelt to undo my pants. "She touched my cunt, your wife," she whispered in my ear, "she sucked my nipples." She kissed my ear. "I want to feel her tongue inside me. I want her to see you fuck me." Sue had my pants open, and pulled them down along with my boxer briefs, and my cock sprang out, rock hard and straight, pre-cum dripping at the tip. She licked at it, then took the head into her mouth, sucking the clear liquid from me, swirling her tongue, then pushing her mouth further down the shaft. 

"Suck that cock, wifey," Marybeth called to her, her hands at my ass, squeezing and pushing my hips forward. "Get it good and wet for my pussy!" 

Sue released me and replied, "Get over here and suck it yourself, bitch." Marybeth came around and got to her knees next to Sue, their faces next to each other. Sue held my shaft and pointed it at Marybeth's mouth. "Get busy, you cock slut." And she did, burying my shaft into her hot mouth. "Yeah, suck my man's cock, bitch, do a good job," she cajoled as Marybeth bobbed her head up and down my shaft, her hands on my thighs. The sight of two hot women below me was incredible, and the dirty talk made it even better. "Yeah, suck it good. Now lick his balls." Marybeth pulled off and went below, working my ball sack with her tongue, caressing my full globes, as Sue took my shaft back, still wet from Marybeth's mouth. 

"Fuck! That's hot!" I told them. I felt Marybeth's hand behind me, exploring my cheeks, finding my asshole. She tickled and pressed gently, not pushing in, as she sucked one of my balls into her mouth. I cried out in surprise and pleasure. 

Marybeth looked up, popped my testicle from her mouth, a string of saliva connecting them. "O-oo, you like that? Just wait, sweetie." She crawled back around behind me while Sue continued sucking my cock, until I felt her fingers separating my cheeks, poking at my little hole. Then I felt something warm and wet at my ass as she pressed her face into my butt. 

I have never had my ass licked before, and the feeling was incredible. My hips flinched, pushing my cock into the back of my wife's mouth, making her gag a little, and spit flew out of her lips, but she didn't pull back, even as I felt Marybeth's tongue slipping inside my tight ring. Holy shit, it was great. I looked down at Sue and told her, "She's licking my ass, her tongue is in my ass, fuck, suck my cock!" She bobbed her head in response, swirling her hand with her mouth. Then the tongue slipped out, and I felt a finger, pressing, and twisting a little, and then it was inside, Marybeth was fingering my ass. I had to push Sue away from my dick or else I might explode. The feeling of penetration, stroking my prostate, my ass trying to clench and open up at the same time was nearly driving me over the top.

"O-oo, Jason," Sue looked up at me, "you like that, don't you? Is she gonna make you cum too soon?" I grinned down at her, and pulled her up to me, kissing her, grunting into her mouth as Marybeth fingered my ass. I reached between her legs, my fingers splitting her lips, and slipped one inside. I had to bend a little to reach, giving Marybeth better access. As I fingered my wife's wet pussy, Marybeth added a finger, and I moaned into her mouth.

"Oh, yeah, he likes it," I heard Marybeth announce. "He can take two fingers, nice." I added a send finger to Sue, and squeezed her nipple with the other hand. She squirmed against me, pushing her hips forward, her tongue licking my lips and sucking on my tongue. The fingers suddenly pulled out of my ass, and I felt a little lick, and then Marybeth was standing next to us, kissing Sue's neck, and I felt her hands at Sue's pussy with my own, probing, and then slipping inside. Sue turned her head, and kissed Marybeth, and I kissed Marybeth's neck, and dropped Sue's breast to feel between Marybeth legs. She opened them a little, and my fingers entered her cunt, as wet as Sue's. Marybeth broke the kiss and told Sue, "Rub my clit," and resumed the kiss. I felt Sue's hand next to mine, her fingers between the folds of Marybeth wet snatch, as I fingered both women.

Marybeth moaned, and broke the kiss, and I pulled my fingers from both of them. I raised them to my mouth, but Marybeth stopped me, taking the one that had been inside her and feeding it to Sue as she licked the other. 

"Let's move to the bed," I managed. The women lay down on their backs, and I got on my knees between them. I kissed Sue, fingering her as I did, then switched to Marybeth, giving her the same, switching back and forth several more times. After a while I sat up, and pulled Marybeth's legs up and open, and lowered my face into her wet hole. She smelled divine, and tasted as I remembered, slightly more tangy than Sue, her lips wet and slick, the heat from her warming my tongue as it slipped into her hole, swirling in her nectar. Feeling motion on the bed I looked up and saw Sue roll over and rise to her knees, and take one of Marybeth's nipples into her mouth, sucking and teasing, then biting gently. She moved her hand to Marybeth's mouth and Marybeth sucked her fingers. I moved up to Marybeth's clit, giving it several swipes with my flattened tongue before teasing it with the tip, making her arch her hips up into my face. I pulled away and grabbed Sue's arm, pulled her to me, and kissed her, my face wet with Marybeth's juice. She groaned in my mouth, tasting her friend, and then I broke the kiss, looking into Sue's face.

"Lick her cunt," I told her, and pushed he head down. She needed no additional encouragement, and I watched her mouth open and cover Marybeth's hot hole, and her tongue licked, and slipped into her. I was entranced, watching my wife lick pussy for the very first time, enthusiastically. She was really going at it, not doing it to please Marybeth, or me, but because she was enjoying it, hungry for it. Fuck, that was hot! I looked at Marybeth, who was staring at me, grinning.

"Oh, Jason, she's good, she's as good as you!" She grinned. "Lick that cunt, slut! Lick where your man's cock is going to go!" Encouraged, she moved her head wildly, lapping at Marybeth's pussy. I moved up to Marybeth's tits and sucked her hard nipples, which were standing out proudly. I felt her hand on my cock. "I want this in my mouth," she said, "Let me suck you cock while your pretty wife eats my cunt!" She looked almost feral. I moved up next to her face and she lunged at my cock, craning her neck to impale her mouth on me. I inched closer, and she pushed her head further, and I felt the head of my cock at the back of her mouth as she coughed and her eyes teared. She pulled back, grinning, her lips slick with saliva. "Fuck, yeah. You want some more?" I did, and pulled her head by her hair onto my dick. I let her suck it for a few minutes, but pulled away when I felt the beginnings of a climax. Not yet, I thought, although the way she was using her mouth was very tempting. 

"No cum for you yet," I told her, and she pouted. "Get up." I helped her get up, pulling her pussy from Sue's face. I pulled Sue up the bed and lay her down, and pulled her legs up. I pointed at Marybeth. "Get busy," I told her.

She faked confusion. "Busy doing what?" she joked.

"Busy eating my cunt, bitch!" Sue shouted. "Get your tongue in my pussy!" She sounded mean, but she was grinning, and Marybeth got her face down and I watched her suck the lips of Sue's pussy, pulling them away from her body, then jam her mouth into the hole, drilling for Sue juice. She moaned as she sucked, then licked her way up to her clit, biting it a little, and them putting her mouth on it, and sucking hard. Sue wailed as the waves of pleasure rolled through her, her body bucking, her hips lifting up off the bed, her hands on Marybeth's hair, holding her in her pussy as she came, screaming, cumming in Marybeth's face and mouth. Marybeth held herself in place, licking and lapping up every drop, and kept at it until the wave passed, and Sue's body relaxed. Marybeth knelt up and kissed me, sharing the familiar taste of my wife's pussy with me. As she did I felt Sue suck my cock, and I groaned again. I pushed Marybeth away, and dove into Sue's cunt, on top of her in a sixty-nine as she sucked hard on my dick. We stayed that way for a few minutes, but because of her size, it's better with her on top, so we rolled over, still licking each other, only now her legs were spread wide to either side of my head. I had to crane my neck a little to reach her, because pulling her closer would have pulled her mouth off my cock. Marybeth jammed pillows under my head to help me, and watched for a few seconds as I enjoyed my wife's juicy cunt. 




Five Nights Ch. 05



"It's good, right?" she asked, grinning. "It's been years since I licked a pussy, but it was as good as I remember. Better because it was her." She smacked her hand on Sue's bare ass. "Yeah!" she yelled. "Lick that bitch good!"She smacked it again. "Suck that clit!" She almost laughed, her hand resting on Sue's reddening flesh. Then she put her other hand up, spread the cheeks, and I got a closeup view of her tongue as it slipped inside my wife's puckered ass. Thankfully, the sensation made Sue stop sucking my cock, she just squeezed the base, or I might have cum instantly. I dove back into Sue's cunt, watching Marybeth working her other hole, and we drove her, top and bottom, to another orgasm, one tongue in her pussy and one in her ass. Her juices gushed out as she came, and Marybeth tried to share with me but couldn't get close enough, and they flooded my mouth and face. As she relaxed, Marybeth pulled Sue's leg up and over me. "Get off, slut," she said, "it's my turn." And as Sue slid to the side, Marybeth took her place, planting her cunt on my face, and driving my cock into her mouth, humming and groaning onto my shaft as I stuck my tongue into her lava pit. 

Not to be outdone, Sue was right there, her face looking down at mine, as she spread Marybeth's tight, round butt cheeks. Then slowly, her eyes never leaving mine, her face came closer, her tongue slipped out, and licked delicately down her ass crack till it reached the crinkled starfish, and she tickled it, teased it, and it clenched and relaxed, and opened slightly, and Sue drove her tongue inside. I watched my little sweet wife tongue fuck her girlfriend's back door while I licked her pussy. She made yummy sounds as she did it, then pulled her face back a little, sucked a finger into her mouth, and slipped it inside Marybeth's ass. I had to squeeze my legs together to stop Marybeth from sucking my dick as Sue and I attacked both her holes. With her mouth empty, she called out to us.

"Lick me you sluts! Lick my pussy and ass! Get your tongues inside me! You nasty married whores, make me cum!" I heard her start to pant and shout, and Sue licked around the rim of her ass where her finger disappeared into Marybeth's butt, and I sucked her clit and tongued it, and then Sue slipped two fingers into Marybeth's cunt, and she started cumming, at first a little, then Sue worked both hands at once as I nibbled her clit, and she came harder, screaming as she pumped her. Her juices flushed out onto Sue's hand and my face, and I licked and sucked every drop I could get. When Marybeth calmed down, I slid sideways from beneath her, and Sue kissed me, slobbering Marybeth's juices from my face while I sucked her ass-licking tongue. It was so nasty, and sexy and hot, and I held her face to mine, and bit her lip.

"Did you see me?" she asked, "Did you see what I did? I'm so nasty!" she squealed. 

"Fuck, Sue, you are the hottest woman alive!" I whispered. "Seeing you take two cocks was incredible. Seeing you eating pussy was better!"

"Pussy?" she asked, and waggled her tongue at me. "Remember where this was?" and drove her tongue back into my mouth.

In the middle of our kiss I felt Sue pulling away, and opened my eyes to see Marybeth pulling her. "Come on, slut, quit fucking around and get back in my pussy." She pulled Sue to her as she lay on her back, moving her legs as though she were a ragdoll, settling down as she positioned Sue into a sixty-nine with Marybeth on the bottom. I sat and stroked my dick as I watched my wife and her best friend lick and finger each other's pussies. I leaned between Marybeth's legs to watch Sue working, two fingers inside, pumping Marybeth's shaved hole as she licked and sucked her clit. She saw me looking at her, and pulled the fingers out of Marybeth, jamming them into my mouth, then returning them to the steaming love hole. 

I went to the other end and watched Marybeth licking Sue's pussy. She saw me watching, and made a show of spreading Sue's cunt lips and burrowing her tongue inside, her eyes smiling at me as she did it. The she reached up to Sue's ass and fondled her cheeks, and then spread them wide. 

"Do it, Jason," so lured me, "You know you want to. Do it." Sue's back door stared at me, puckered and cute, begging for attention. Like I said, we had never engaged in any serious anal play before, but in the last few days I'd seen everything from fingers and tongues to Mike's hard cock in that hole. I was the last one in. I hesitated, and then dove in like a man possessed.

"Yeah, that's it big fella, lick that asshole, get your tongue in there," Marybeth coached, ever the controller. "It's good right? Her ass is so pretty, so nice. Get your tongue inside, feel it clench, yeah, that's a tight ass. Do you fuck her there?" Over her words I heard Sue reacting to my tongue, and her ass squirmed, and opened for me. My dick was hard as steel now; I had been holding back, but thought the time was right for me to find a hot hole to stick it into.

I wasn't ready to fuck her ass, though, so I positioned myself over Marybeth's head, and slipped my stiff meat into her pussy, driving it in with one stroke. Sue gasped and cried out, and Marybeth licked my balls as I buried myself in Sue's cunt. Fuck, it felt great! I pumped a couple of long, slow strokes, then pounded a few hard ones into her. 

"Lick her pussy," I told Marybeth. "Suck on her clit while I fuck her!" I slowed again, and she licked my shaft as it emerged. "You like that, you slut? You like tasting my wife's cunt on my dick?" I pulled out and aimed at her mouth, and she opened for it like a trooper. I slid into her mouth and she sucked the pussy juice off, moaning on my cock. I pulled back out, and drove back into Sue. "Marybeth sucked me clean," I told Sue, "sucked all your hot juice off my cock." I told her as I fucked her. My balls were bouncing on Marybeth's nose every time I went in, and her face was wet with pussy juice. I got a sudden urge to see my wife in that position, and I pulled out, and got them turned over, and went to the other end.

Marybeth's legs were longer, so I stuffed a couple of pillows under Sue's head to she could reach Marybeth's dripping cunt. I looked down at her, my beautiful wife, and she stared into my eyes as her tongue lapped at the gaping red hole, I had never seen her so nasty or so beautiful. I brought my cock up to her face, and she grabbed it and stopped me. 

"I want to put it in," she said to me, "I want to put your cock in her, and watch you fuck my friend." I was stunned, and excited, and I let her guide my cock to Marybeth's cunt. She held it open with her fingers, and pulled the head to the opening, entranced by the close up view of my cockhead disappearing into Marybeth's sweltering hole. "She's so wet," she said, "Does it feel good? Does her cunt feel good on your cock?" I inched further inside, feeling her cunt muscles grasping me, like a velvet glove, until Sue's hand slipped away and I drove the rest of the way in, burying myself to the base. Sue was licking her clit, and my balls her on her nose as I rested there a minute, feeling the heat, then I pulled out and dropped my cock to Sue's mouth, and she sucked it enthusiastically, loving the taste of her friend's pussy. I pulled back out, and drove back into Marybeth with one hard stroke, touching bottom, making her grunt. 

"Yeah, fuck her good, fuck that slut cunt nice and hard, give it to her," Sue told me, "Give her a good pounding!" I needed no encouragement now, I was fucking her for me, and Sue was rubbing her clit as she licked my shaved balls. I felt my cum starting, and I wasn't holding back now. I wanted to cum, and my dick was sheathed in hot pussy flesh and I felt a giant load building inside me. My balls tightened up, preparing to shoot their hot juices into her. "O-oo, yeah, you're gonna cum, give it to her, fill her pussy with that hot cum, you cock, shoot that hot load in her slut cunt!"

All at once I felt my body take over, my hips ramming my cock deep inside as I spewed my hot load into her, shooting deep, filling her up, and I howled. My legs trembled as I pressed my rod deep into her, pulsing as I released my pent-up semen into the cunt above my wife's face. Sue was rubbing my balls and Marybeth's clit, and then Marybeth came, screaming her orgasm as her pussy clenched on me, squeezing cum from around the sides. My cock was still twitching, forcing out the last of my slimy seed as I heard Sue moan and felt her tongue at the base of my cock. 

"Oh fuck, m-mm, yeah, that's so hot, m-mm," she muttered between licks. I slowly inched out, and Sue's tongue stayed on the underside of my cock, swiping the residue of my cum and Marybeth's from my slick, spent shaft, lapping and moaning, as the head emerged she caught it into her mouth and sucked it in, tormenting a groan from me as my overly sensitive cockhead met her tongue, and she pumped her mouth up, cleaning my cock of the pungent residue. I looked down; her face held an expression of ecstasy as she sucked my softening cock clean, even as the first white glob of semen slipped from Marybeth's open hole and dripped to Sue's chin. She released my cock and I froze, mesmerized by the sight of the woman I married as her tongue tried to lick the drip on her chin, and the second drop fell into her mouth, and she swallowed it, moaning. I moaned too, then, astounded at her debauchery as she teased additional cum from Marybeth, her mouth open, her tongue poking for more. She looked up at me, saw me watching her. She grinned, then pushed her open mouth inside Marybeth's cunt lips, and sucked, making grunting noises as her mouth filled with my cum. My head swam. She made a smacking noise as she pulled off, and her lips and chin were covered in the messy mixture, and she opened her mouth to show me what she'd sucked out before swallowing. 

"Oh, fuck, that was hot," she said, smacking her lips. "I never dreamed of doing anything like that, but," she giggled a little, "I couldn't stop myself if I wanted to." She planted a little kiss on Marybeth's wet pussy lips. "And I definitely didn't want to!" I was sitting cross-legged by her head, and she moved closer, resting her head on my thigh, looking up at me

Marybeth started moving, raising herself up to a kneeling position, hanging her dripping hole over Sue's mouth and grinned. "Did you get it all, you nasty slut?" She shook her hips, waving her cunt inches from Sue's face. "I can't believe you were never with another girl before." She slipped her leg over and turned around, and knelt by Sue's head, and leaned in to kiss her. "I've done it with girls before, in three-ways and alone, but you are amazing!" She kissed her again, and sat up looking at me. "Can you believe it? Sweet little Susie Cutie, licking pussy and ass, and sucking your cum out of my cunt!" 

"I couldn't believe it either," I managed, still catching my breath. I felt a smile on my face. "But I really liked it."

She smacked my shoulder playfully "You too, with your ass licking," her voice lowered, "that's fun, right?"

"Fucking – A."

"Dirty boy." She looked down at Sue. "And you," she said, and playfully fake-slapped Sue's face, "are a dirty, nasty little girl!" Sue laughed, and blushed a little. Most of the cum on her face was still wet, but it crinkled where it had dried when she smiled. Marybeth poked at the wet spots and made fake yucky sounds. "Eewwww, gross!" and then sucked her finger clean. I excused myself to go to the bathroom, And left them on the bed relaxing and laughing.

I was more than a few minutes, and when I came back they were gone, I assumed to Marybeth's room to use her bathroom. I took the opportunity to retrieve my toy bag for part two. First there was the fat, long dildo I wanted Marybeth to use on Sue. I always enjoyed seeing her pussy filled, whether it was my fingers or my cock, or her fingers, or a vibe or a dildo, but this time I'd get to watch another person do it. I had picked a big fat one; I wanted to see her really jammed full. I took out the bottle of lube. And I took out the double headed dildo, two feet of flesh-like realistic cock. I had toyed with the idea of buying nipple clamps, and clamping the girls nipples to each other, but felt it might be a distraction from the real event. 

Putting the empty bag away, I heard the girls returning, laughing in the hallway, and I stuffed the toys under the covers and sat on the edge of the bed. The lube was still out and they saw it when they walked in. 

"Hey, Jason, whatcha got there?" Marybeth pointed.

"Are you getting ready for round two?" Sue asked coyly.

"You think we're not gonna get wet enough, Jason? Or are you planning a trip somewhere that doesn't self-lubricate?" She elbowed Sue, who blushed. It was just two nights before that Sue had experienced her first ass fucking from Mike, unless she'd gotten it the night before and her threesome/DP night was the second. I suspected Marybeth had more anal experience. 

"No, just some assistance for a couple of special events this evening," I replied. "Why don't you ladies come over here on the bed, and I'll fill you in on the details. I directed them to a portion of the bed where they wouldn't sit on the toys, and got them facing each other, sitting with their legs underneath. I kissed each of them, quietly and seductively, enjoying the non-frantic pace, and relishing the difference between them; Sue's smaller mouth and pointed tongue, Marybeth's broad, fuller lips and longer, fatter tongue, both insistent and sweet. I switched back and forth between them, caressing their hair, face, and fondling their breasts and nipples. I pulled them together, and watched them kiss each other, felt my hand pushed from Marybeth's nipple by Sue's hand. I caressed their backs as they loved each other. I don't think that would ever get old, seeing them like that. Finally, they broke, slowly, and Sue managed a hoarse whisper.

"Wow," she said, "That was nice." She wiggled, adjusted her legs to spread them over Marybeth's lap, her shaved pussy lips pointing at her friend. "I'm getting wet again."

Marybeth stroked Sue's lips once. "You sure are. Me, I never stopped." She brought her fingertip to Sue's mouth, touched her lips, leaving a spot of moisture there. "I want to see what Jason is going to do with that lube." I wondered if she wanted me to fuck her ass, and considered changing my plans. But I had long awaited fantasies for two women that I was eager to see fulfilled. 

"Well," I started, "there are a couple of things on the agenda tonight," I began. "Why don't we get you ladies properly arranged." I moved Marybeth's legs from under her, and extended them over Sue's, spread like my wife's. The two wet shaved pussies faced each other, their bodies about a foot apart. Sue touched Marybeth, and tasted her finger. I reached under the covers, and brought out the double header, eliciting oo's and ah's from the ladies. Marybeth reached for it, and I pulled it away. 

"No, no," I told her. "I'll do it." I rubbed one end across Marybeth's face, then stroked Sue with the other. "M-mm, your faces look so sexy with I big cock rubbing on them." They grinned. Sue put her head back, and I stroked it down her forehead, her nose, and rested it on her lips. "Suck it," I told her, and she opened and took the realistic head into her mouth. I turned to Marybeth, and fed her the other end. She took it, smiling wide, and their eyes met each other as they sucked each end of the toy. They got into it, trying to take more without gagging, and slobbered over it, getting the ends nice and wet. I pulled it away slowly, saying, "More of that later," and trailed the wet ends down their neck, rubbing their nipples, and finally down to their pussies. 

"You know what I want," I told them, as I inched the head between Marybeth's wet labia, opening her, "You know what I want to see." I dripped a little lube on the shaft and coated it. "It's a little fat," I added, and I pushed the head inside her, past her opening, and she sighed as it entered her.

"O-oo, yeah, you want to see me fuck your little wife with this big dick, don't you," She wriggled and inched her hips closer, and I stopped her. 

"Easy, not so fast, you horny devil," I said, and pushed a little more inside her.

"Oh, that's good," she said with a start, her eyes opening as the girth stretched her a little, "It's fat," she added, and to Sue, "I hope your little hole can handle it!"

I moved the other end to Sue, and pushed her fingers out of the way, she'd been playing with clit, and she moved her fingers to Marybeth's mouth. "Shut up," she said, "Just make sure you fuck me good." I coated Sue's end with lube, and pressed the head against her opening. She spread her legs wider, leaning back on her arms, and I pushed it into her. I felt a little resistance, and then three inches slid into her.

"Oh, Fuck!" she gasped, "Fuck, that's big." She took a deep breath, and settled on it. Just wait, I thought, till later. I pushed a little more into Marybeth, then Sue, and Marybeth again, until I thought I couldn't go any further.

"Tell me when it's too much," I said, and Marybeth squirmed, and I slid more inside her, until probably eight inches were in her, then filled Sue with about six. I sat back. "Okay," I said. They both looked at me with fire in their eyes, lust taking over. I'm not sure who was into it more, me or them. At that point I didn't care. "You two sluts can take it from here."

On that, Marybeth, ever the aggressor, pushed her hips forward, pushing the big cock further into both of them, trying, it seemed, to make their pussies touch. Sue cried out and flinched, but took it, and pushed back. I watched their juicy wet cunts stretch around the invader, lips open and pushed in with the phallus. When they reached their limit, they put their hands on each other shoulders and began slowly humping, getting used to the depth and girth, relaxing as their cunts swallowed the toy. When they pulled back their lips clung to it, stretching and stroking the tool. I saw their clits harden and begin to emerge. They kissed then, and began a slow fucking, and each lowered a hand to the others breast, fondling and pinching a nipple. I almost regretted not bringing the nipple clamps, imaging their nipples clamped to each other, holding them together. 

They started to pick up the pace a little, humping in short thrusts, fucking each other, and I started to stroke my now-hard cock, watching my wife and her best friend fucking. Better than porn, I thought, as they lifted their asses and pushed their cunts at each other, both of them taking and delivering cock. They were grunting as they penetrated each other. 

"Fuck me, bitch," Sue said, "Fuck me good and hard."

"Oh, yeah," Marybeth replied, staring into Sue's eyes, "You like my big cock, don't you, slut?"

"Yes! Your big cock is fucking my little cunt so good!" They humped more, tits bouncing as they moved, kissing and talking dirty to each other as I watched. Finally I stopped them, slowly separating them, removing the shaft from their gaping wet holes. I moved them to all fours, butt to butt, and they wriggled with excitement as I reinserted the dildo. With more freedom of movement, they took almost the entire thing! They immediately started fucking, pushing backwards onto each other, fucking like the animals they were positioned as. I took the opportunity to move to Sue's face, and crammed my stiffie into her mouth, quieting her groans. 

"M-mmph-mmph," she sputtered, only to be echoed by Marybeth.

"Fuck her mouth, yeah! Stuff that cock down her throat!" I pumped her mouth a few times, reluctantly stopping myself from jamming it all the way in. Shit, I wanted to press my balls to her chin and crush her nose against me, but I knew it would ruin the party if she vomited. But I hit her limit, and a little more, making her cough around my shaft, much to Marybeth's delight.




Five Nights Ch. 05



"Fucking gag that cock slut! Look at her taking it at both ends. Your sweet little baby loves cock, Jason! She can't get enough. She loves me fucking her!" I pulled out of Sue's mouth, and she looked up at me.

"She's right," she grinned, "but go shut her up." I grinned back, and kissed her sloppy mouth, and moved to the other end of the bed, grabbed Marybeth's hair, and pulled her head up. 

"Open your dirty fucking mouth," I ordered, and she did, eyes on fire, and I pushed into her. I knew she could take it all, and I slid it slowly, further and further, and she made gurgling sounds as I passed the back of her mouth, and entered her throat. I held it there, stopping her breathing, and she held still, taking it, eyes open. I waited a few more seconds and pulled out, and she gasped a huge breath. 

"Fuck!" she snarled, "You cock! Fuck my fucking face!" I stuffed it back in, looking over her back to see the big dildo sliding in and out of my wife's cunt as she shouted out.

"Yeah, fuck her face. Shut that slut up! Fuck her filthy mouth like a cunt!" She rammed her ass backwards, pushing the fake dick further into each of them, crying out in pain as she impaled herself in passion. Marybeth's eyes opened and tearing as she felt the same. I pulled out again.

"Oh, fuck, she's killing my cunt, your bitch!" She heaved a few breaths. "Give it to me harder bitch! Is that all you've got?" Sue responded, pressing back further, their asses pressed together as the rubber animal filled them both, and they both screamed. She held there, stretching them both, and I pushed into Marybeth's mouth again, holding her against my wife. I needn't have bothered, as she was pushing back also, and the two of them came, shouting their climax, Marybeth's cries muffled around my cock.

As their orgasms subsided, their limbs relaxed. I pulled out of Marybeth's mouth, and watched two feet of silicone slip ungraciously from the two fucked holes, slick with their juices and cum. My God, it was horrible and stimulating at once, their stretched holes red and angry and wet, clutching and grasping as the sudden evacuation, wanting more. 

And more was what I had in store.

I lay down on my back, and pulled Sue on top of me, sitting up, facing me, and lowered her onto my shaft. She sighed as real flesh entered her, and lowered her fucked pussy onto me, until her lips were pressed into me. She rocked forward and back, feeling my cock in her stretched hole. I told Marybeth to sit on my face, and she practically jumped on me, her open hole settling on my mouth as she straddled me, facing Sue. I licked her cum and juices with abandon as Sue rode my cock. We fucked like that for a few minutes. I knew I could last a while longer, but not forever, and after a little bit I called for a switch, and the ladies changes positions, Sue dropping her slit onto my tongue, fresh from my cock, and Marybeth slid hers onto my shaft. I think they kissed, but all I could see was Sue's ass. I shifted my head a little and licked her backdoor for the second time in my life. She squirmed and told Marybeth what I was doing.

It was unbelievable, a dream come true. I was fucking two women, one of them my wife, in every conceivable position I could think of having two women. Even better, they were into it, and into each other! I thought I had gone to heaven (but I was pretty sure no one banged two hot chicks in heaven).

I had to stop then. As much as I wanted to cum, I wasn't sure I could go three times, and there was more I wanted to do. I got them off me, kissed them both, my face wet with their combined juices. They both licked and sucked it off my face. The minxes. I got Sue up against the headboard with pillows propping her up. She spread her legs wide for Marybeth, who played with Sue's open pussy. I reached for the lube, and pulled the other toy out from under the covers.

It was fatter than the double header, with realistic veins and a huge head, and about a foot long. I gave it to Marybeth and coated it liberally with lube. Her eyes glistened with excitement at the idea of punishing her friend with this monster. I looked at Sue. She seemed a little afraid, but pulled her legs wider, and braced herself. 

"Are you ready for this?" Marybeth asked her, rubbing the slick dildo across Sue's open slit. "Think you can handle it?" She pressed a little, teasing her, and then rubbed the tip in her clit, which was standing hard and proud from her hood. "It looks like you want it, don't you? You want this giant cock in your tiny little pussy, don't you slut?" She moved it to the entrance, and swirled it a little, working the tip of the head inside, stretching the opening. "You feel it stretching you already, don't you, slut?" She pushed a little more, "You want his big monster to tear your pussy in half, split you wide open," she teased. 

Like I said, I like watching my wife's cunt penetrated, and Marybeth was getting into it. She knew what I wanted, and she made it really hot with her dirty mouth. "Here it comes, sweetie. Get ready." Sue groaned, and pulled her legs wider, her hands behind her knees. "Do it," she said.

She grimaced as Marybeth pushed the head inside, slowly, twisting it slightly. Sue's cunt stretched obscenely around the rubber head, and her breath caught, and little squeaks came out, but she didn't resist, and then the head popped inside. Marybeth cooed in appreciation, keeping up a stream of filthy encouragement. 

"You slut, take that monster." 

"That's it, take it all." 

"Fuck, it looks so hot." 

"You like that fat cock in your cunt, bitch?"

For my part, I was mesmerized by the sight of my petite wife, holding her legs apart, getting her tiny cunt tormented and abused by the fat dildo Marybeth was pushing inside her; it was about halfway in, and I knew it had to be close to touching bottom as it would go. But it was the width that stunned me, as painful as it had to be, she was taking it, and apparently, in spite of, or because of, the pain, she was enjoying it. She was grunting, and groaning, but she was taking it, and asking for more. 

"Oh, yeah," she would manage between Marybeth's filthy spewing, "Give it to me. More. Give me more. Ow, it hurts, fuck, it's stretching me, oh fuck, that's so big inside me, more! Fuck!"

Finally it was as far as she could stand, about three inches still outside, and Marybeth held it still, then slowly slid the rest of the shaft from Sue, and I watched nine fat inches slipped out, almost completely out, and then she went back in, slowly, and repeated the process, complete full strokes, Sue sounding desperate as it went in, and plaintive when it came out. She increased the speed, a little at a time, until finally she was pounding her with the monster, making her scream in passion, and then rubbing her clit as she got close, bringing on a thunderous orgasm as Sue's cunt clenched the massive invader. She let go of her legs and thrashed on the bed, possessed by her climax. As she came down her legs relaxed, and Marybeth slipped the monster out. Sue's cunt gaped open, stretched and wet in front of her face. I pushed her head.

"Lick it out, bitch," and Marybeth dove in, her tongue out where I could see it slip in into the hole, barely touching the sides, then closing her mouth over it and sucking out Sue's cream. Sue writhed under her, holding her head, and had another, smaller orgasm in her mouth. 

I gave her a minute to relax and gather herself before moving her, and setting Marybeth in her spot. Expecting the same, she seemed disappointed when I instructed Sue to put a finger inside her friend. She did it, slipping it easily into the wetness, palm up, stroking the rough area on the front wall, exploring the slick heat in her friend's cunt. After a few minutes, I told her to add a second finger, then later, a third. With her thumb and pinkie folded into her palm, I watched her finger fuck her friend's wet pussy, stretching it open, making her jerk and squirm. 

I grabbed the lube, squirted some on her hand as it emerged. "Four," I told her. And she looked up at Marybeth, who looked back hungrily.

"Do it," she said, "Come on!"

And her slicked fingers slowly pushed, the tips disappearing, then the first knuckle, pushing still. Her tiny hand slowed and swirled, her fingers halfway inside, then pushed again, making Marybeth cry out. 

"Can't take it, slut?" she asked.

"Fuck! It's tight, really fucking tight, it hurts a little." She looked at Sue. "But don't fucking stop!"

Sue resumed, pushing against the resistance, until her fingers were all the way in to the last knuckle. Her palm was curled in, facing up, and she held it there, and pulsed it a little against the stretched walls of Marybeth's gaping snatch. I waited, allowing everyone to imagine what was next.

"Okay," I said, "Pull out slightly." When she did I reached in with the lube, and liberally coated her little hand, and thumb, and her wrist. When I was sure she was completely coated, I told her to continue. Marybeth glared at me; she knew. Sue looked up.

"Continue?" she asked. 

"Yes. I want to see you put your whole hand inside, and fist her cunt." I said, barely able to contain my excitement.

"Oh, my God, I never – are you sure?" 

Marybeth answered for me. "You heard him, slut. Fucking fist my nasty cunt. I want to feel your whole hand inside me. Now!"

"Won't it hurt?"

"Come on, you little pussy! Fuck me with your whole hand!"

She needed no additional urging, and tucked her thumb into her palm, and pushed. Slow, then harder, and harder, as Marybeth howled at the punishment, and begged for more, and I watched Sue's knuckles pass the opening, and then her hand was inside, past the thumb, to the wrist.

"Oh, my God," Sue squealed, "Holy shit, it's incredible, Marybeth, my whole fucking hand is inside you!"

Indeed it was. My little wife had her little hand buried to the wrist inside her friend's stretched cunt. I drizzled a little more lube on her arm, at the opening.

"Make a fist now," I told her, "and fuck her good."

Marybeth howled as Sue began pumping, spewing a stream of filth as she was fist fucked. Sue, like a good slut, got really into it, trading filth for filth with her friend as she pumped her arm into her friend's soaking cunt hole, pounding her insides. It wasn't long before Marybeth was showing signs of cumming, a big one, and remembering the first time I licked her to an orgasm, I moved Sue's face closer, and when she was inches away, I reached down and rubbed Marybeth's clit vigorously. 

That did it, and she screamed as she came, and a stream of girl cum squirted out of her, shooting right into Sue's face. She was shocked, but I held her face in place, letting her take the full spray in her face. The shock made her mouth open, and I watched as her mouth filled with girl cum, and she realized what was happening, and she swallowed, and took more. I couldn't believe how hot it was, watching Marybeth squirt into my wife's mouth! The spray stopped then, but Marybeth was still cumming, and Sue lapped up the residue from Marybeth's pussy and legs, slurping the clear liquid from her friend's body, her hand still buried in her twitching pleasure hole. 

As Marybeth came down from her climax, Sue lifted her face to me, and we kissed, sharing the rare treasure on her face. Finally Marybeth relaxed, and was spent, and Sue began pulling out, slowly, easing her wrist and hand from Marybeth's hole. It took a few minutes, but eventually she passed the tight walls, and her hand popped out, covered in cunt slime and cream. She looked at me, her hand raised, and I motioned to Marybeth. Sue crawled up her body and fed her fingers to Marybeth, who sucked them off, and licked her whole hand clean. 

Sue's ass and pussy were facing me, and I drove into her in one stroke. The dildo had really loosened her up, and I pumped her furiously, taking my pleasure now that the ladies had had massive orgasms already. She kissed Marybeth as I pounded her, her cunt slick and wet and very hot. 

I pulled out, pulled Sue away from Marybeth, and threw her onto her back, her head hanging off the bed, and drove back into her, almost knocking her breath out. She howled at the invasion. I pumped her hard, full strokes, pounding against her body. She screamed, begging me to fuck her, harder, fuck me. I motioned Marybeth off the bed, and got ready to fulfill my last longtime fantasy. 

After all I had seen and done in the last few days, this one was kind of mild, but it had a special place in my mind. Frequently when I fucked Sue her head would hang off the bed, and as I fucked her, I imagined a woman lowering her pussy to Sue's face, and watching her lick that pussy, and telling me about it. I don't know why it turned me on so much, but I knew I wanted to see it happen, so I could remember it instead of imagining it.

Marybeth got off the bed at my instruction, and stood, straddling Sue's head. Her long legs holding her pussy a few inches above her face. She looked at me and grinned, then looked down at Sue, and lowered herself into place. 

"Lick her," I told Sue. "Lick her cunt. And tell me what you're doing." 

Sue craned her neck up and I watched her tongue emerge, and poke at Marybeth. She parted the swollen lips, and poked between them, moaning all the while. 

"Tell me." I reminded her.

She looked at me. "Are you watching me?" she asked, then added, seductively, "I am licking her cunt!" She went back to it, and I froze the image in my brain. Her tits bouncing as I pounded her, her tongue lapping at the gaping hole above her. "Oh, fuck, look at me, I'm licking pussy, it's so good!" Marybeth reached down and pinched Sue's nipples, making her squeal into her friend's crotch. She pushed Marybeth off and looked at me. "I love eating pussy, Jason. Watch me." She pulled Marybeth back down, and showed me her tongue lapping the juices from the cunt in her face. 

Marybeth suddenly got off, and turned around. "How about this, Jason?" she asked, and lowered herself back down, spreading her cheeks with her hands. And I watched Sue's tongue reach up and spear Marybeth's crinkled ass hole, teasing it, and then pushing inside. That was all I could stand, and my climax took hold and ran over me like a truck. I was spewing shot after shot of hot jizz into Sue's pussy, and then Sue started cumming, feeling her pussy flooded with liquid heat. Marybeth got off her, and crawled onto the bed next to me, and kissed me, hard, stabbing my mouth with her tongue as I finished shooting my last blasts, my cock and balls still twitching. Exhausted, I fell backwards, and as Marybeth descended on my cock to clean me off, I drifted to sleep. 

I came to in what I think was a few minutes, still exhausted, and opened one eye and rolled over to see the girls in a sixty-nine, and drifted back to sleep.



Five Nights Ch. 06



AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains fictional accounts of extramarital, multiple partner, and unprotected sex. If this is not your cup of tea, please feel free to move on. If you haven't read any of the prior stores, I recommend at least chapter one, possibly one through three. Please note that this chapter, without giving anything away, contains activities not covered in the others.

If you have stuck with the series from the beginning, thank you, and I hope this chapter will continue to entertain. Thanks for reading! 

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MARYBETH'S NIGHT

When I woke the next morning Sue was still asleep, Marybeth was gone, I wondered if I had dreamed them going at it after I passed out. As I showered and dressed I marveled at how the night had gone, and at all the things I had learned about my wife, and about my friends. I reveled in the memories of seeing my fantasies come to life, and of helping Sue see hers realized as well. What a slut she turned out to be! I could only imagine what our sex life would be like after these nights. She was off tonight, so I let her sleep, and after dressing went down to eat breakfast. 

Mike and Marybeth were already there. Marybeth, ever the early riser, looked no worse for the wear and tear of our previous night's escapades. As we chatted over coffee I could picture her with Sue's hand stuffed in her cunt, squirting her cum in Sue's mouth, and remembering how passionate the girls had been, licking each other's pussies. She caught me staring at her a couple of times, and smiled. I could only hope that she was remembering our night as fondly as I did.

I finished eating, and went down to the beach alone as Mike and Marybeth went to shower. They met me later, and we hung out. Around eleven Sue finally made an appearance, looking fresh as a daisy. The day progressed as the others had, only Sue took her leave early in the afternoon, and went to town to do some shopping. At three o'clock Marybeth excused herself, kissed Mike, then kissed me, and told us not to be late. She told us to be in her room in boxers only, and walked off. 

Mike and I sat in awkward silence for a few minutes. 

"Been one hell of a week so far," he finally said.

Not wanting to break the no talking rule at this late date, I just nodded. 

"One more night," he said. "You ready?"

"You bet," I answered, feeling safe. "Should we go get ready?"

"In a few." He stayed silent a few more minutes. Then he turned and recognized my discomfort in talking. "Listen, I know we have rules, and we've all been good about keeping them," he said. "I'm not trying to step outside our agreement." He grinned. "It's been too much fun. If it gets ruined, it won't be my fault." I relaxed a little. "But we can talk. We just can't talk about what we've done." He motioned with his hand. "We can kinda talk around the edges of it. Like I can say I hope you had a good time last night. Or that I had a lot of fun on Sue's night. Or that I think Sue is a fabulous woman, even more than I did before. Like that." He paused. "Or that I think the girls talked a little with each other between the planning weekend and this week."

I turned to look at him. "It's just a suspicion, mind you. But knowing Marybeth's need for control, and what I've observed, I'd swear that they talked." He paused. "Not that I care, mind you. It's probably made the week better than it would have been by accident. So it's okay by me." Another pause. "I'm just saying they talked. Not saying we should."

"She does like her control, that Marybeth," I interjected.

"Tell me about it. She's not crazy about it, and she's okay with being kidded about it. But she likes being in charge."

"She's pretty good at it, you have to admit."

"No doubt, no doubt. That's most of the reason that it's only humorous and not unbearable." He started to stand. "Listen, I have some extra things to do to get ready, it's gonna take me a little longer, so I'll go up first. Give me about fifteen -- twenty minutes. Relax a bit. Do what I do when I have a few minutes to myself."

"Jerk off?"

"You ass. No, think about your wife, and how lucky you are." He turned and headed to the house. His last comment surprised me a little. Of course I appreciated Sue, but I stopped to think about it then. Besides all the ways we got along in day to day life, and all the ways I loved her and she loved me. Beside what she did that made me love her, and what she did that I loved her in spite of. In addition to all that, we had always been sexually compatible. We had enjoyed the same things, our desires had been evenly matched. We shared a sense of adventure. And this week I'd learned that her sense of adventure, while not identical to mine, was certainly parallel and even! And we had each reveled in the others fantasy night. I know she hadn't disappointed me, and I hope I did the same for her. I found myself then, alone, smiling, and with a new admiration for the complexities of our marriage and relationship. I got up, feeling pretty good, and headed for the house. The feeling stayed with me as I showered, and shaved and groomed myself for the final of the four fantasy threesome nights. 

At four, Mike and I in our boxers made out way from my bedroom to Mike and Marybeth's. The mood was light and anticipatory. We stopped at the door. Mike reached for the knob, but didn't open it. He turned to me. "You may have noticed that Marybeth's need for control creeps into her sexual activities," he whispered. 

"Yeah," I grinned, "I think I've experienced some of that."

"You may experience more tonight my friend," he intoned, and opened the door.

Images flashed through my head of Marybeth in a cartoonish black leather dominatrix outfit, cracking a whip, but as we entered I saw nothing of the sort; in fact it was almost disappointingly innocent. Marybeth sat erect on the corner of the bed in lacey panties and a matching bra, legs spread, hands on her knees. She grinned as we entered.

"Ah, my toys are here. Right on time, gentlemen, and I love punctuality." She looked both radiant and seductive, her makeup and hair done lightly, and her eyes had that fiery hunter look I'd seen last night. Her lips were in a red lipstick I'd never seen her wear before, and the corners of her mouth turned up in a sly grin. "As you can see, my fantasy doesn't include much undressing. I thought about starting us all out completely naked, but then I thought it was too much work." She grinned, then stopped. "I want fingers and tongues and cocks, boys, and I like my cocks hard. Come over here and let's see them." She directed us to stand in front of her and pulled down the front of our boxers. Neither of us were hard, and she fondled our dicks as she spoke. "Not good, boys. Turn around." We did, and I felt my boxers pulled down in the back. "Butts look good, though," I heard her say, then was surprised to feel a hard slap on one cheek. I started at the sudden impact, and cried out. My ass stung, and before I could react I felt the second one struck the same. Both cheeks heated up, and I heard two more slaps, assuming Mike got his done. 

"You two are mine tonight," she said softly behind us, as her hand stroked my heated butt cheeks, soothing the heated sting. "To do with as I please." Her hand slipped away for a second, and then I felt a wet fingers slip between my cheeks, probing for my asshole, finding it. My cock reacted, twitching and starting to fill, and her fingertip entered me. "M-mm," she said, almost to herself, "warm and tight, like I like them. Are you getting hard?" She pulled her finger out and turned us around. My cock stood half hard now, above the waistband of my boxers. "Better," she said. She reached between her tits and undid the front clasp of her bra, exposing her breasts. She cupped them, her thumb brushing her nipples, which were hard already, and my dick got harder. "Suck my tits, boys." 

We got down on our knees and leaned in, me on the left, Mike on the right. From the corner of my eye I saw him take the nipple and suck as I licked around her areole and teased the hard bud. She pulled my hair. "Not tease. Suck." She pulled my head into her, and I sucked, hard, and she groaned in response. I bit a little and she groaned more. I pulled it with my teeth, sucked hard, and pulled her nipple away from her chest, and listened to her react. Her hand was on the back of my head, stroking my hair. Her nipple was hard in my mouth, a succulent morsel of flesh. I hope she was enjoying it as much as I was. She sounded like she was. I made a sound to show my appreciation, and she liked it.

"O-oo, yeah, you like to suck, don't you, Jason?" she cooed. I muffled an affirmative, my mouth filled. "You'll get more of that in a little while," she finished, and pulled our heads away by the hair, a little roughly. She told us to stand and drop the boxers. She shrugged off the bra and wiggled out of her panties as we did. She sat back on the corner of the bed, spread her legs again, showing us the beautiful shaved pussy I had seen for the first time a month ago, and had enjoyed so much the previous night. She saw me looking. 

"You like my cunt, Jason? Remembering last night? The things you made me do?" Her voice was insistent, but playful. 

"Very much," I answered. My cock was rock hard now, sticking straight out. So was Mike's. 

"You liked making me do things, didn't you?" I said I did, and she said, "I liked doing them. And I bet you'll like what I make you do." She grabbed our cocks then, firmly but not rough, and stood up, stepping from the bed, turning us to face her. She dropped to her knees and took Mike's cockhead into her mouth, holding mine. I saw her tongue swirl around his cockhead, and then she slipped her lips down his shaft, taking about half his shaft into her mouth. She looked up at Mike as she sucked him, making sounds that expressed her enjoyment. The hand she kept on me held my rod firmly. Then, Mike still filling her mouth, she looked up at me. She popped his cock out with a loud sucking sound. 

"You're next," she said to me. "But first, get on your back."

I lay on the floor as she directed, and she lifted a knee over my face, lowering her wet, shaved pussy to my mouth. Looking up, I could see her breasts and her chin as she resumed sucking her husband. I could see her head moving forward and back onto his shaft, her mouth pumping his meat as I sucked her wet labia into my mouth, driving my tongue between them. I tasted her juices filling my mouth, and sucked her honey out of her, then jammed my tongue into her as far as I could reach. I heard her muffled squeal around Mike's meat, and she squirmed a little. I was licking up to her clit in long strokes as I heard another popping sound, and I looked up only to have a string of her drool drop onto my face from her mouth and Mike's cock. I blinked as it hit me, and stopped licking, trying to wipe it off. 

She reached to my face and squeezed my nose. "Hey" she said, looking down at me. "Did someone say stop? Get your fucking tongue back to work, buddy." She shifted her hips, rubbing her pussy from my nose to chin. "Try not to let my slobbering distract you." She sucked wildly on Mike as I watched, intentionally drooling on it, allowing the excess to fall to my face. She stopped, looked down at me again, fingers spreading her saliva on my face. "Remember," she teased, "you're next. Now lick." She began sucking Mike's cock again, pulling it into and out of her mouth, using lots of saliva so it would drip more. I tried to ignore it as I drove my tongue up inside her wet snatch, and licked her hardening clit. Her pussy gushed into me every time my tongue parted her lips. But I couldn't stop staring at her mouth working Mike's shaft, seeing her lips stroking and sucking, her tongue twirling and licking. She was really going to town on him, making noises with her efforts. 

After a few more minutes she looked down at me again, saw me watching her. "You like that, don't you Jason?" She was holding Mike's cock, wet and slick, against her face, smearing the drool at her lips. Her fingers glistened with wetness too. She lifted her leg off me, and made me get up and kneel next to her. "You wanna see?" I was facing her, seeing her sliding her wet hand on his shaft. She kissed me then, hard and hot, her wet lips and face pressing into me, tongue inside my mouth. "M-mm, I taste pussy," she oozed. "Tell me, can you taste cock?" She pushed her mouth down Mike's hard shaft, one hand on the base, the other around my neck, holding me there, pressing my cheek to hers as she sucked him. 

I watched, felt her tongue slip out to swirl around his cock head. She turned, kissed me again, smearing my face with her saliva, then turned and took Mike's cock into her mouth again. She pushed it into her cheek, fuck, I could feel it pushing out against my face, then she pushed her mouth all the way down, holding me with her as she took it into the back of her mouth. She held it there a few seconds; I felt her muscles working him, and then pulled off, and kissed me wetly, her mouth filled with saliva, tasting a little of precum. As she kissed me she rubbed the head of his cock at her face, touching her lips as we kissed.

I have never felt a desire to be with another man, let me tell you. And the idea of another hard cock in the room, never mind visible or active, was foreign territory just a month ago, until the night Marybeth let us convince ourselves that we wanted to have our threesome fantasies come true. That night I watched her, and then Sue, suck Mike's cock. But two nights ago I watched Mike fuck Sue, and then fuck her ass while I was in her pussy. I felt it rubbing inside her. But this, this was the closest I had ever been to another guy's equipment, soft or hard, in my life. But it was strangely erotic, mostly due to the way Marybeth was acting, so slutty and energetic, kissing me with her sloppy mouth, pressing my face to hers as she sucked her husband. I went along, oddly aroused by the proximity, wondering when she would do the same to me.

She pulled back from our passionate kiss enough to whisper, "You're next," but instead or going for my dick she pulled my head, mouth open, onto Mike's cock. I was stunned, and hesitated, pushing back against her hand, but she held me there, whispered, "no saying no" to me, and pressed behind my neck, forcing my mouth forward as his dick slipped into my mouth.

I was stunned, and shocked, and humiliated, and I felt my erection begin to disappear. I had never done anything like this before, had never had a desire for it, wasn't curious, and yet here I was, Marybeth's face pressed against me as I took her husband's cock in my mouth and began sucking. His cock was smooth; soft yet firm in my mouth, suddenly experiencing what Sue and Marybeth (and most other women) feel. I felt the spongy head against my tongue. Marybeth cooed soft encouragement as I sucked, not knowing what to do, just doing what I had seen her do, what I thought I should do. I sucked, I licked. "Yeah, that's it, baby, suck that fat cock, that's it, you're doing good. Do you like the way that feels?" She gradually eased the pressure on the back of my head, allowing me to pull back, to suck the head, to swirl my lips on the sensitive spot underneath, the way I had seen, the way I liked. "Can you suck his cock as good as I lick pussy? Do you like it as much as I enjoyed Sue's cunt?" She pulled me off, kissed me hard again, and then took it back into her own mouth. 

I tried to pull back but she held me there again, feeling the cock in her mouth, feeling her sucking and working the muscles in her mouth and throat on Mike's shaft. She pulled off with a loud slurp, pointed it at me, and nudged me forward again. She didn't push this time as I opened and accepted the wet hardness into my mouth. I wrapped my lips around it, sucking, pushing myself down until it filled my mouth, pushing into the back, near my throat, reaching her slicked fingers, a little proud of how much I could take. She licked my lips as I sucked, kissing me, holding her face to mine, whispering, "Suck him, baby, that's it, that's good." Then she moved down to lick his balls, sucking one into her mouth. I heard Mike grunt at the stimulation, and felt his cock twitch in my mouth. Would she make him cum in my mouth? I was a little afraid, and pulled back, licked the head.

She came back up, kissed me again, her mouth open and tongue darting. Remarkably, I felt my dick getting hard again. She noticed, stroked me once, and teased, "M-mm, getting aroused at sucking cock? Wondering if you might be a little gay?" She sucked Mike's cock again, pushing my face aside. I stayed close without her urging. When she released him and pointed it at me, I took it without the push, now a little eager to feel the firm heat and soft skin filling my mouth. "It's OK to like it, sweetie. Just like your little sweet wife enjoyed licking my cunt. She's no lesbian, she just likes to have fun! Just like you!" I bobbed my head on the shaft, enjoying the feeling, wondering if I was doing a good job, a little ashamed of myself for liking it; a little afraid, but astounded at how good it was. 

"You want him to cum, don't you?" she asked sweetly. "Good, make him cum, suck his cock till he's ready to blast his hot load." I heard Mike groaning at his wife's urging. "But not in your mouth, you can't have it. His cum is for me." I looked sideways at her, still sucking, as she kissed and licked my mouth and face. "You'll feel it when he's ready, you'll know," she said, "when he starts, give it to me. Jerk him off in my mouth." I felt his cock twitch again, felt his hips pulse, and knew he was close. "I'll share, I promise." I worked him harder, coaxing his orgasm, sucking and pumping my mouth on him, then I heard him start to grunt, and I pulled off. I reached up, pushed Marybeth's hand out of the way and began jerking him, stroking the slick shaft as she took just the cockhead into her mouth. I felt his cock swell, and jerk, felt the pulses as his balls pulled up and jetted his cum into her mouth. I kissed her lips as she took his blasts, licking his cock a little as I gently stroked his remaining jerks. My cock was rock hard now, watching Marybeth getting her mouth filled with Mike's hot semen, Mike groaning loudly.

He finished, and I released him, and he pulled from her mouth. She held it open, showing Mike first, then turning to face me. Just inches from me I saw his slimy load pooled around her tongue, some of it drooling from her mouth as she lowered her head to face me. Then she closed her mouth, pushed some out onto her lips, and swallowed. She stared at me, grinning, and then kissed me again, hard, her lips and tongue coated with jizz. I tasted it, felt it in my mouth, smelled on her breath and her face. Fuck, it was hot! 

She pulled her face back, licking her lips, and I realized I was doing the same thing. She grinned at me, and I sheepishly grinned back. 

"You liked that," she smiled, "didn't you?"

I nodded, unable to answer out loud.

"It's fun sucking cock!" she exclaimed. "and the feel of cum in your mouth is nasty, but a good nasty, right?" I nodded again, looked at her. I couldn't look up at Mike, though. My cock was pounding, aching for relief. I searched her face for some sign that she might take care of me, but I was denied.

"That was so hot," she said, grabbing my face with both hands, "you use your mouth so good," and licked my mouth, "I want you to use it on me." She let me go, and lay back on the floor. "Take care of me now, my little mouth toy. Finish what you started. Lick me till I cum." She raised her knees, put her hands behind them, and pulled them to her chest, spreading herself for me. My mouth was tired, but the sight of her shaved and open, wet pussy spurred me to action. I crawled between her legs, and licked all around the outside of her swollen lips, from the bottom, around the top, tickling her clit, and down the other side. When I got to the bottom I darted my tongue down to her anus, and played with her little hole, teasing it, and then trailed it up, to the beginning if her slit. I burrowed it slowly inside, then pushed it into her slippery hole as far as I could reach, wriggling it. 




Five Nights Ch. 06



I used my hands to spread her labia, put my lips inside hers and clamped down and sucked, hard, drawing her juices out of her cunt, tasting them flowing into my mouth, loving her delectable nectar. Then I sucked her lips into my mouth, pulling on them, sucking hard, before I trailed up to her clit. Her big clit was standing up, and I pulled back the hood with my thumbs, exposing it completely, and then circled it with my tongue, making her squeal. I flicked it, lightly, then harder, and her hips pulsed up to me and she gasped, and then shouted when I clamped down and began sucking on her hardened nub. It was practically the size of a hard nipple, I could feel it between my lips, and I sucked and licked it vigorously, trying hard to make her cum. She thrashed under my mouth, screaming filth as I worked her towards hr orgasm.

"Fuck! Fucking lick my cunt, fuck boy! You filthy cock sucker, suck my clit! Suck it like you suck cock! Make me cum!" I slipped two fingers inside her, found her G-spot and began rubbing as I sucked and licked her wonderful love button. Mike was sucking and pinching her nipples while his dick recovered. "Yes! Fuck me and lick me! Make me cum in your mouth! Suck my slut pussy!" Her breathing became short, ragged, and I knew she was getting close to cumming. I pulled my fingers out and slipped my tongue back to her ass, digging the tip of my tongue inside. "Yeah! Lick my ass, you bastard! Get your fucking tongue up my ass and fuck me with it! Oh, your tongue is so hot, so-o-o good up my ass!" I took a last push into her ass as deep as I could go, then went back to her cunt, and licked her juices out, my fingers stoking her clit, and she came, her juices spilling out, flooding my mouth as she panted and cried out. I eased off her clit, keeping my tongue inside, slurping up her honey. Then, as she began to come down, I moved my tongue back to her clit, and rammed my fingers back inside her. Just as her orgasm receded I brought it back, harder this time, and she released her legs, holding my head with her thighs, and she yelled uncontrollably as a stream of hot girl cum shot out of her, splashing my face, and I moved my mouth over her to catch it, feeling the spray shooting into my mouth, splashing and filling me. 

I was delirious as I drank her cum and felt it splashing on my lips and face, trying to swallow the tangy treat and not miss any, failing, trying to hold my breath as it shot into my face, up my nose. It stopped then, but she was still cumming, squeezing my head, until finally her legs relaxed and she released me, and her hips fell back to the floor. The rug beneath her was soaked, and the room smelled strongly of musky cunt and girl cum. I was heady with the aroma, and my cock was ready to explode. She stood up on wobbly legs and stumbled to the bed, plopping onto her back.

"Fuck me, now!" she demanded, and I moved forward and plowed straight into her. Her slick lips were wide open and her hole gaped at me, red and eager. Her pussy felt like liquid fire as I slid in until my balls were pressed against her ass, and I ground the base of my cock onto her still hard clit, feeling my cockhead bumping against her cervix, and banging from the back to the front of her insides. Once I was fully inserted and she had accepted my shaft, I drew back, slowly, until just the head was inside, then drove full in again, smashing my pelvis to hers. I did this several more times, forcing breath from her body with each thrust. I stopped after a few, and looked at her face for a reaction. 

She grinned. "That all you got, pussy boy?" I grinned back and then started jack-hammering into her, long thrusts, hard and full, grunting, giving her the most forceful pounding I could. I felt her pussy flush with fluid as I did, and knew that she was as turned on by the near-violent fucking as I was. Mike climbed onto the bed kneeling above her head, and laid his hardening cock on her face as he reached for her nipples to pull them away from her body, almost lifting her chest from the bed. She shouted out, urging us both. "Abuse my nipples, you fuck! Pound me! Fuck me as hard as you can, my cunt loves it!" Mike inched up and stifled her filthy talk by dropping his balls to her mouth, muffling her. She mumbled as she sucked them in. I continued to pound her, the impact sending ripples through her body. 

After a few minutes I needed a rest, and pulled out, waving Mike to my spot and switching with him, but at the side of her head. As he slipped into her pussy I stuffed my cock, wet with her juices, into her mouth. "You like that?" I asked as she sucked. "You like the taste of your slut cunt on my cock?" She moaned on my shaft, sucking her flavor off, pumping her head. Mike pounded her as hard as I had, and when he needed a rest he tapped me, and we switched again. As I slipped back into her gaping pussy, I heard Mike bouncing his cock on her tongue. 

"Your pussy is taking a beating, cunt," he told her. I saw her tongue reaching out to his cock, her juices splashing onto her face as he slapped his shaft down on her mouth. "You like his cock, don't you? You like having another man fucking your hot pussy while you suck me, don't you, you filthy slut?" He shoved his rod into her mouth, pushing it all the way in, making her gag. I felt her pussy flush with juice again, and realized she loved the abuse. I reached for her tits and pulled them the way I had seen Mike do it, pinching her nipples hard, pulling them up, away from her body, stretching her tits. I thought I might hurt her, I swear, but I pulled as I pounded her, and she came on my cock as I fucked her. Her cum scream was muffled by Mike's cock. I felt my climax beginning, and released her nipples. They were swollen and hard, and her tits jiggled as I built to my orgasm, felling my balls tighten and prepare to launch my hot semen into her.

She pulled off Mike's cock, and turned to me. "Yeah! Fuck me! Cum in my cunt, fill my fucking hole with your cum! Shoot it in me! Fill me!" That sent me over the edge, and my balls erupted, shooting my cream out of me, splashing inside her. I bellowed as I came, shooting blast after blast of my built up load, filling her to overflowing, finally coming to rest with my cock fully inside her, feeling the slick heat of our combined juices, and catching my breath. 

She rose up on her elbows, and pushed me out, sitting up, and pushing Mike down on his back. In an instant she was throwing a leg over him, dropping her fucked and dripping pussy to his face. "Lick it out, bitch," she told him, and I watched from behind her as Mike's tongue extended into her open hole, and huge gobs of cum came spilling out into his mouth. She cooed and talked to him as he licked my cum from her cunt. "That's it, baby. Eat that cum from me, you nasty cum lover. Lick me out, get all of his cum. Yeah, get your tongue inside and clean all his nasty cum from my slutty cunt, yeah."

She motioned to me to come around to face her, and took my softening cock in her hand, brought it to her mouth, and sucked me clean, swallowing our combined juices as Mike sucked my cum from his wife's fuck hole. When she finished she looked up at me and smiled, and patted my stomach, and got up off Mike's face. She turned and bent to him, and kissed him licking around his lips, sharing the delicious treat she'd fed him. Then she came to me and kissed me, tasting of pussy juice and cum. I felt her tongue teasing mine, flicking inside my mouth, so different from the forceful kisses from earlier that evening. After a minute she stopped, looked at both of us, and took a deep breath. She dropped back onto the bed, laying on her back, and giggled.

"Damn, that was good!" she exclaimed. We laughed with her, Mike still on his back. I shifted back to the headboard and sat, relaxing. She was right, it was good. She rolled to her side, one arm under her head, the other between her legs, rubbing lightly. "O-oo, I could come again," she told us. Her breasts hung slightly down, and she looked perfectly delicious. I understood Mike's appreciation for Sue then, seeing Marybeth looking sated and comfortable. I felt a surge of affection for them both, but more for her, something more than our friendship, close to love. I grinned. 

"What are you grinning at, goofy?" she asked. 

"Nothing," I replied, "just feeling good."

"I hear that," Mike said to the ceiling.

She slapped my leg playfully, then stroked Mike's. "You boys were wonderful. That was a serious fucking you gave me, and you were both really good about fulfilling my fantasy." She raised her eyebrows. "So far,' she added. 

"No saying no," Mike said. I lowered my head, a little sheepish. I had sucked his cock. 

"Oh, Mike, look, Jason is a little shy. Because I made you suck Mike's cock? Or because you enjoyed it?" she laughed. Mike chuckled. Despite myself, I laughed a little, too. "Mike's not embarrassed about eating my creampie, are you, honey?" 

We chatted a little longer, teasing each other -- well, mostly Marybeth teasing us, until she told us to clean up and get ready for round two. She got up off the bed and I watched her ass as she made her way to the bathroom. Mike excused himself, and asked if he could use my bathroom to get ready, saying he'd need some time. I told him I'd shower up here after Marybeth, and he left, grabbing a small overnight bag. 

I lay back and relaxed, remembering what I'd done, and wondering what part two would be like.

Marybeth came out, wrapped in a towel, and didn't seem surprised to see me alone. She kissed my cheek as I went to the bathroom to clean up. After finishing, I toweled dry and wrapped it around me and came out. Mike wasn't there yet, and Sue sat at the vanity, brushing her hair, the towel pooled at her lap. I watched her breasts move as she brushed, and felt a stirring under my towel. She noticed me watching her, and looked at my reflection in the mirror.

"Jason, you dirty boy," she motioned with the brush, "are you ogling my tits?"

"Can't help it," I grinned, "you know they're fantastic." She grinned back.

"Why, thank you," she said, lifting them in her hands, still holding the brush. "But my nipples are a little sore!" She fake scowled at me. "Did you do that?"

"I helped," I admitted, "but you seemed to like it."

She released her fleshy globes and nodded, resuming the brushing. "Yes, I did. And thank you." She stopped brushing, and turned to me. "Seriously, thank you. You've been great tonight. You gave me a couple of killer orgasms there. And I was afraid I might push you too far; that you might back off on the guy-guy stuff. You really made it great for me." I shrugged. "It's been a fantasy of mine so long, I was really worried that it might not come off like I envisioned it." 

"Just holding up my piece of the agreement," I offered. "You made mine exciting."

"That explains some of it," she said, smiling, and stuck her chin out defiantly. "But not all of it. You know I've done some girl stuff in the past. But it's easier for women to do other women. We like each other, for starter. More importantly, there's no stigma. No one thinks you're a lesbian until you start wearing flannel," she joked. 

"Plus, you seemed like you enjoyed it," I cut in. "Sue, too," I added. Marybeth grinned.

"Yep, I think you're right. She liked it as much as me. But it feels like it's different for guys. Like it's okay for everyone to want to see two women together, but only gays want to see two guys together."

"I admit, I never considered it before," I said, moving to the chair and sitting. "I wasn't the least bit curious, or fascinated, or anything. But apparently you've thought about it a lot."

"Yeah," she grinned, "I don't know why." She paused. "You know, you see porn, where two guys are doing one girl, and it's like neither one acknowledges the other one is in the room. It's sex. I think it's hot seeing a guy get his dick sucked. I think it's hotter seeing a straight guy lose control and go wild and do it. Maybe it just legitimizes my desires for women," she thought out loud, then smiled broadly. "Anyway, you were great, and you seemed to like it a little," she teased. "Maybe a little bit?"

I laughed. "Yeah, maybe a little. Hard to get used to the idea that I liked it." I smirked. "You led me in pretty good. That was slick," I added admiringly.

"Well, thanks. It was risky. But I'm glad you enjoyed it." She put on the evil grin. "I know I did." She turned in her seat, to face me, her breasts swaying slightly, her hips wrapped in a towel like mine. "Mike should be ready soon. Wanna sneak preview of part two?" She opened her towel, slowly, still sitting on the back. As it lifted from her lap to expose her legs and pussy, I saw a dick instead. Marybeth was wearing a strapon dildo. My sphincter tightened and I inhaled sharply. 

"Fantasy," she grinned, then saw the look on my face. "It's not for you," she said, "it's for Mike." She craned her head forward. "Unless you want it?" I shook my head. "I figured. Anyway, Mike'll be ready soon." She grinned again, her eyes bright now. "But don't think that you're off the hook just because I'm not ass-fucking you. I have plans for you, too." I swallowed hard. She'd gotten me to suck cock. She was going to butt-fuck her husband. What else could she think of? My imaginings were disrupted by the sound of Mike approaching downs the hallway. Marybeth heard it and stood facing the door, posing with her cock jutting out from her body, hands on hips, shoulders back and chest out. 

Mike came in and hesitated when he saw her. From my seat I watched his eyes go wide, travelling from her face to her crotch, and back. He may have suspected something was going to happen, but his face said he hadn't known this.

"What do you think, baby? You like my cock?" She wiggled her hips a little, making it wave back and forth. It was a normal length, with a realistic head, perhaps slightly thinner than mine. She moaned a little. "O-oo, that's nice. There's a fat one on the inside, too, stuffed up inside my cunt, and a little nub that rubs my clit. It feels good in me," she told us, then looked at Mike. "And I bet you're going to like this inside you, too," she added. She grinned almost evilly. "Well? Don't just stand there, you two. Get over here and get me ready for some fucking. You," she pointed to me, "get on your knees behind me." As I stood and dropped my towel, she told Mike, "and you, get down here and suck my cock." I walked to her, and knelt down, her beautiful round ass in front of my face, framed by the harness she wore. There were straps around her thighs, below the cheeks, and another above, leaving her smooth cheeks exposed, holding them together. I reached up and caressed them, feeling the heat, slipping a finger down the length of her crack. 

She turned her head back over her shoulder as Mike knelt in front of her. "Spread my cheeks," she instructed, "and lick my asshole." I dutifully grabbed her cheeks in my hands, feeling the firm pliant flesh, and pressed my thumbs into her crack, and spread them open, exposing her rosebud. I could see inside the harness where the other dildo was stuffed up inside her pussy. Kinky, I thought, then I licked down the length of her crack until I reached her sensitive rear hole, and teased it lightly before spearing my tongue inside. She moaned appreciatively, and squirmed a little. Her hole opened for me, letting me in, then clamped down and held me there. I wriggled inside her tight muscle, burrowing inside her ass. I heard her talking to Mike.

"That's it, sweetie, use that pretty mouth on my dick like a good boy, yeah, suck my beautiful cock. Take it, take it all, yeah. Get it nice and wet for your ass fucking, you slut." I remembered sucking Mike, and imagined him stroking her appendage with his mouth as she directed, all the while licking out her tight, succulent asshole, grateful that I had the fun side. My dick started rising. "Yeah, work it, slut, work my cock, I can feel it on my clit, dirty boy," she cooed, "Suck it baby, Suck my cock!" I pulled my face away, taking a few breaths, then flattened my tongue against her crinkled hole. I pointed my tongue then, and began pushing it in and out. "Oh, yeah," she called out, "fuck my ass with your tongue, that's it, push my cock into Mike's mouth." She leaned a hand on the vanity to steady herself, bending slightly, then stood upright again. She pulled her ass from me and turned slightly. As she did I got a glimpse of Mike, the head of the cock filling his mouth as his tongue swirled the head, Marybeth's hand holding him in place. Our eyes met briefly. He looked like he was enjoying it. 

Marybeth reached behind to me, and handed me a red butt plug and a small bottle of lube. "Here," she told me, "put this in me." I coated it with lube, and used one hand to spread her ass cheeks, and brought the tip to her tiny crinkled hole. As I worked the tip inside she moaned again, and I twisted it a little, allowing her ass to open around the fatter part as I pushed it inside. I felt resistance, then pushed the tip past her inner ring, until the width began to stretch her anal opening. She leaned forward, and I felt her relax her muscles a little. I squirted a little more lube onto her ass, and pressed gently, but firmly, and she cried out as the fat section of the plug passed inside her, filling her tight ass. 

"Oh, fuck, that's good, my ass loves being filled, m-mm, oh, God, it's so tight, so full, my pussy and my ass filled at once, oh, yeah." I allowed her to relax around the plug for a minute, and busied myself licking around her stretched rim, feeling the muscles twitch and spasm around the invading plug. After she adjusted, I began slowly pulling it out, stretching her again, until the bulge emerged, then pushed it back in. "Oh, that's so good, I'm so fucking hot, I feel my cunt dripping around my dildo." Mike continued sucking her cock as I fucked her ass with the plug. After a few more minutes of that, she reached back and grabbed my hand, pushing the plug into her, then brushed me away and stood up straight and took the lube from me. Her cheeks pressed around the base of the plug as she moved to the bed. 

"All right, I'm ready. Mike, get up on the bed, on your hands and knees, and let me lube you up." Mike stood, avoiding my eyes, and climbed up on the bed with his ass facing Marybeth. She turned to me. "Watch this," she said quietly. She lubed her mounted tool and then turned the bottle to Mike's ass. She dripped a generous amount down into his crack, and began working it into his ass with her fingers. She slid one, then a second finger inside, pushing the lube into him. 

Frankly, the sight of his ass and his balls and cock made my hardon vanish almost instantly. She fondled them, but he didn't get any harder than me. Then she tossed me the bottle and climbed up on the bed, positioning herself behind him, and aimed her fake dick at his ass with her hand. She slipped two fingers into him again, pumped them slowly and removed them, and pressed the head into place at his pucker. "Hang on, baby," she told him, "here it comes."

Mike made a sound as she pressed the head against him, and I watched her muscles flex as she pushed forward, one hand on his lower back, and the other holding her cock. As much as the sight of Mike's ass did nothing for me, seeing the head push him open and slip inside was a little hot. I had no idea what she had in store for me, and was content to watch as she pulled back slightly, then pushed forward, several times, working inside her husband's ass. I noticed he was hairless, and wondered if that was new, or I just hadn't noticed before. Marybeth was humming to him, slowly pushing inside, allowing his ass to accommodate her new dick. Finally she was all the way inside, and she rested herself against him, then leaned down, pressing her breasts into his back. He groaned. I couldn't imagine how he felt. She was whispering to him, but I couldn't hear what she said. After a few more seconds she knelt upright again, and turned to me. She told me to get behind her and play with her tits.




Five Nights Ch. 06



I got up behind her, and wrapped my arms around, underneath hers, cupping her breasts. I grasped her hard nipples between my thumb and forefinger, and she started moving her hips, back into my soft cock, and then forward. Mike started grunting and moaning as she moved. She started slowly, and I craned my neck to look over her shoulder. I felt the base of her butt plug pressing against me, sandwiched between her cheeks. I watched her drip a little more lube onto Mike's stretched asshole, and then the handed me the bottle, and started pumping a little harder.

"How's that feel, baby, huh? Does it feel as good as when you fuck my ass? I bet it does. You know I like your cock in my ass, and I bet you like my cock in you, too? Don't you?" She took a few long slow strokes, the length of her dildo sliding almost all the way out, then back in. "Doesn't that feel good? You like having your ass filled with cock? Your ass looks so sexy like that, all stretched and tight on my dick." I pulled her nipples hard, and despite myself, felt my cock start to harden. "Dirty boy likes getting ass fucked, don't you?" She slapped his ass. "Don't you?" She slapped him again. "Answer me!"

"Yes," he managed between short breaths.

"Yes, what?" She slapped the other cheek. The first one had a pink print of her hand on it. "Say it. Tell me."

"Yes," he barked. "Yes, I like getting my ass fucked," he grunted. "I love the way your cock feels in my ass! Fuck my ass, bitch! Give it to me!"

She turned to me. "Take the plug out of me," she whispered. "Finger my ass while I fuck Mike." I scrambled to react, anxious to get my fingers in her. She kept sliding forward and back as I removed the plug, which popped out as soon as the bulb passed her outer ring. I lubed my fingers and slipped one inside. 

As soon as I got inside, she started getting physical, picking up her pace, pushing into him harder, with shorter thrusts. "Oh, yeah, that's good, your ass loves my cock. Oh! He's fingering my ass while I'm fucking you!" I pulled out, and slipped a second finger inside, feeling her tight anal muscle grip my fingers. I kissed her back and neck as I pumped inside her ass, while she fucked Mike. "Fuck, yeah, fucking you is so good!" I heard Mike groaning and panting as his ass took her cock. 

She continued that way a few more minutes, then slowed, and then stopped, pressed fully inside him. I think she had a small orgasm. She pulled out of him, and away from my fingers. She made Mike turn over onto his back with a pillow under his ass, elevating his hips, and pull his legs up, exposing his anus. He looked humiliated, but his expression was all desire. His cock was about half hard. She ignored me as she moved between his legs and reinserted her cock. I was behind her, to the side, and watched her shaft slide into her husband's open asshole. She nestled all the way in, and took his semi-hard cock and began stroking it. I was kneeling behind her, and pressed my chest to her shoulders as I reached around and grabbed her tits. My turgid member pressed against her back. She turned and kissed me as she stroked Mike and began fucking his ass again, moaning into my mouth. 

She started panting as she kissed me. As her breathing increased, so did her hips, but she didn't slam him, she just took full, forceful strokes in and out of him, one hand fondling his balls and the other slowly stroking his hard shaft in time with her strokes. She kept her open mouth pressed to mine; I licked her lips and tongue as her excitement increased and she whispered filth. 

"Oh, I love cock." 

"Look how hard his cock is now, he is loving me fucking his ass."

"My cunt is so wet, I want to cum."

"I feel your hard cock. I want you to come in me"

"Mike is almost ready. He's going to cum with a cock in his ass!"

I heard her breathing increase, and her hips switched from full strokes to short, harder pulses. I kept one hand on her chest, fondling and pulling her nipple, and slipped the other down under her butt cheeks, and slipped a fingertip inside her tight ass. Her eyes opened wider as her orgasm crested, and she stared into my face, her open mouth panting, and then crying out as she came. I felt her body trembling as her entire body was swept by her climax, and her voice caught. She seemed to stop breathing for a few seconds, then suddenly bellowed and her shoulders slumped. Her hands left Mike's equipment and her arms went over my shoulders. She held me, shuddering against me, and then let go and fell forward onto Mike's chest, quivering with the diminishing residue of her orgasm. 

She lifted her head, kissed him, hard. She looked at him, her face inches away. I was behind her, my cock got harder at the view of her gorgeous pussy and ass in front of me. Her legs were apart, and I could see the inside dildo opening her pussy lips; see her crinkled ass flexing and beckoning. The "cock" had slipped out of Mike and dangled from her pussy. "Fuck, I thought that orgasm might kill me," I heard her whisper to Mike, a light laugh in her voice. "My clit is still tingling. I feel like another one is just an edge away." She pushed herself up on her arms, pressing them on his chest. "Are you ready to cum for me, baby? Do you have a nice big load in your balls, all ready to explode for me?"

Mike had released his legs when Marybeth fell on him, and his hands went to her tits. "Oh, yeah baby, I'm ready to shoot a big load of cum for my ass-fucking slut."

"O-ooh, you say the nicest things," she giggled, and sat upright between his legs. She grabbed his cock and balls again. "M-mm, they feel so good, so full for me," she cooed. I just watched and listened. She squeezed his shaft, forcing a fat drop of pre-cum from the tip. "O-oo, yeah, that's beautiful," she cooed, and leaned down to lick it off. She smacked her lips. "Tasty," she added, and began stroking his shaft slowly. "You like that baby? You like my hand stroking your hard cock? You want me to make you cum?" Mike grunted his agreement. "Pull your legs up, baby," she told him, "I want you to cum while I fuck your ass!"

As Mike adjusted his position, Marybeth turned quickly to me and lowered her head to my dick, taking most of me into her mouth in one motion. The sudden sensations of wet heat and envelopment sent a shockwave through me. I thought I might cum instantly. She popped off, rose to face me. "You're ready too, aren't you?" 

I nodded. "Y-yes," I managed. 

"I can't decide how I want you," she told me. "We'll see. But first," she pulled me closer to her and Mike, "We have to finish Mike." She told me to get the lube for her, and she dribbled it on her shaft and Mike's ass. She inched her hips closer, and I watched her penetrate his ass again, more quickly this time, wondering how it isn't painful. The head, then the shaft, disappeared inside him as he gasped and moaned, and she answered. Once she was buried inside him, she made a few long slow strokes, then quickly settled into shorter ones, deep inside him. Mike immediately began groaning his pleasure. One of Marybeth's hands grasped his cock, which had stayed hard this time. The other went behind my head, grabbed my hair, and pulled me to her tits. 

"Suck my nipple, hard," she hissed through her teeth. "I want to cum when Mike comes." I was quick to obey, and took a nipple between my teeth, licking it as I bit, making her squeal sharply. Then I sucked it in as hard as I could. She pulled my head into her chest. I could feel her body react, felt her hips move into Mike more sharply. I moved to the other breast, teased the nipple first, then repeated the bite and suck, while squeezing the first one with my thumb and forefinger. She encouraged me, and I intensified my sucking, pulling the nipple away from her body with my mouth, them pressing my face into her breast, crushing it against her ribs.

"Oh, fuck, yeah" she gasped. "Fucking suck my nipples! It makes my clit so hard, makes it rub against my dick while I'm fucking his ass!" I glanced down to see her hand, squeezing his cock firmly as she stroked. My cock was like a rock, it was starting to hurt from being hard and unattended for so long. Mike's cock head was an angry purple color, and his balls were tight to his body, red and full. Marybeth had become almost frantic in her fucking motion, short hard strokes into his ass, matching strokes on his cock as she built herself and her husband to a giant climax.

Mike started making noises like he was getting close, and I felt Marybeth pull the hair on the back of my head, pull me to her face, and kiss me hard, forcefully, driving her tongue inside my mouth like an attack. I opened my mouth and took her assault, breathing hard and returning the effort. She pulled my face back a few inches and panted, our foreheads almost touching, her eyes burning with lust, drilling into mine. 

"Suck his cock. Now." She spoke in gasps, insistently. "I want you to suck his cock. Make him cum. I want his cum in your mouth. Shooting his hot cum into your mouth. Now." I didn't move, frozen with uncertainty. Sure, I had sucked his dick earlier, but I was looking to have my own sucked, not to suck more. And cumming? The hand in my hair broke my hesitation, and I felt my head pulled down, and turned to see her holding his shaft up, pointing it at my mouth.

I opened, and took it. She didn't release my hair.

It felt bigger this time, but maybe that was my angle, or reluctance. I tasted his pre-cum and I swirled my tongue around the head. Marybeth started moving my head, and I focused on stroking him with my lips and tongue, avoiding teeth contact. It was weird, but then it wasn't, and as I concentrated on doing it well, I found myself enjoying it again, and feeling conflicted about it. The skin was smooth, the head hot and spongy, and the shaft felt firm, urgent in my mouth. But Marybeth reminded me that this was no time for reflection. She had one hand guiding and stroking at the base on his shaft and the other in my hair, driving me. She pushed my head down until my lips touched her fingers, then pulled me up, fucking my mouth onto Mike's cock. 

"Suck his cock!" she yelled. "Make him cum while I fuck his ass!" Her hips continued thrusting, and I heard Mike's grunting change, become louder, longer. His cock seemed to swell in my mouth, and I worked harder. I suddenly wanted to make him cum, to feel him cumming into my mouth, and I pumped my mouth up and down on his shaft, teasing the underside of the head with my tongue. 

"Yeah, that's it, you slut cock sucker, make him cum, suck his cum out!" Mike's groans got louder then, and his hips jerked up, pushing his cock into the back of my mouth, then almost slipping out as I felt the first blast of hot cum shoot into my mouth, coating my tongue with steaming salty cum. Marybeth held him still, and I froze in place as additional spurts filled my mouth. I felt the blasts splash onto my tongue and the roof of my mouth, and despite myself I was excited, turned on by it. Mike was shouting, and Marybeth was telling me, "Yeah, take it, take it all, take his hot cum, take it, slut, yeah, you fucking slut." My mouth filled quickly, and I breathed through my nose, and swallowed, feeling the hot stickiness go down my throat. I sealed my lips around the shaft, trying not to drool it out. My mouth filled again with the hot goo, still shooting, then subsiding to smaller, less powerful shots. I couldn't believe how much there was! His shaft pulsed and twitched in my mouth as it finished disgorging it's salty hot liquid. My mouth was coated, and full; my chest was tight and I was a little light-headed from the excitement. And my dick was so hard I thought it might explode. I swallowed the mouthful as Mike's cock leaked a little residue. "Suck it all out, slut, suck his cum out of his cock like a good cocksucking whore, get it all, slut boy," Marybeth hissed. I sucked, and was rewarded with additional drops of cum. 

I felt Marybeth's hand in my hair again, and moved as she pulled my face up to hers. She licked my closed lips, staring into my eyes, then kissed me hard and sloppy, her mouth open and tongue out, licking the cum from my mouth as she moaned into the kiss. Then she rubbed her wet lips over mine, smearing cum over both our faces, muttering "So hot. So nasty. Dirty boy likes cum. Fucking hot slut," and other filthy things. Then she pulled back, and her eyes opened wide and she grimaced. A low moan emerged from her, rising quickly to a shout, and her body shook as she came, staring into my face, her hips jerking into Mike's ass. She moved her hands to my shoulders to hold herself up, a look of almost panic on her face, her breasts quivering, and then her eyes rolled up and she seemed to stop breathing. A massive tremor ran through her, and she exhaled, then took several deep breaths. I felt her hand loosen on my shoulders, and she slumped a little, and her head dropped down to her chest. She took a few more breaths. I watched her tits rise and fall as she recovered. 

Finally she lifted her head again, looked at Mike, and at me. "Holy fuck, that was good!" She moved her hips, slipping the dildo from Mike's ass, stroking his cock and balls, and allowed him to lower his legs around her. I moved to the side as she leaned forward and kissed him, her hands on his chest. She sat back up, and started working the straps on her harness, loosening them. "Fuck me, that was a killer orgasm. I thought I was going to pass out!" She opened the one leg strap, glancing at me, then looked to Mike. "How's your ass feeling?"

"A little sore, I think," he grinned.

"But it was good, right?" She opened the other leg.

"Fucking incredible, baby. You can really fuck. It was a completely different cum for me, having my ass stimulated."

"Fucked, baby. You got your ass fucked." She opened the top strap and sat back onto her ankles as she spoke. "And you took your fucking like a real ass whore, it was so-o good!" She pulled the harness away, and I watched the inner dildo slip out of her open pussy, wet and slick, shining. One hand stroked the wet opening, teasing a finger into her. It was one of the hottest things I'd ever seen. "And you came, big time, right!" 

"It was wild, completely overpowering. I thought it might never stop!" She tossed the harness to the side, and turned to me. 

"And you," she said, taking my face between her hands. I smelled her cum, felt the sticky wetness on my cheek. "You were fabulous!" She kissed me. "M-mm, you have sexy cum breath!" She licked my mouth. "You nasty man, you sucked Mike's cock!" Her voice slipped lower to a sultry hoarse whisper. "And you took his hot cum in your mouth, your sexy, slut mouth," she licked me again, "and swallowed his load, you slut." She stared into my eyes intently. All I could think of was my rock hard cock and my yearning to cum. "Was it good? Did you like having him cum in your mouth? I know he liked licking your cum out of my cunt," she slithered, "and it looks like you enjoyed it. Did you?"

I grinned a little. "Actually, yeah, it was pretty hot." I felt myself blush at the admission. 

"Oh, yeah, nasty boy," she grinned. "You liked sucking and swallowing?"

"I- I-," I stammered. "Sucking was a little difficult at first," I struggled, "but after I got used to it, I, uh, kinda liked it, yeah." I managed. Then I took a deep breath, and screwed up my courage to meet her gaze. I could talk dirty, too. "But feeling his cock shooting that hot cum into my mouth was incredible. It was so dirty, so slimy and hot," I paused. "My fucking cock got so hard." 

"We have to do something about that."

"And after all the shit you made us do," I grinned, "It better be good."

She raised an eyebrow. "You know, it's still my night," she took hold of my cock, "and I get to say what we do." Her face broke into a smile. "But I agree. It should be good. After all, you sucked my man's cock for me." She reached to the end of the bed for the lube. "Coat that loaded gun with this," she told me, squirting it into my hands, then tossing it to Mike. "Mike, get my ass lubed up for Jason." She bent down, pointed her ass at me, and looked back over her shoulder. "I want him to put his hard cock in my ass and fill it with cum."

Ass. I was going to put my hard dick into this beautiful woman's tight anal hole and fuck it, and shoot my cum in it. Never before. I practically trembled as I lubed my dick. I had to be careful as stroked the lube on my shaft so I wouldn't cum; I was torn between trying not to get too excited to quickly, and forcing my mind off sex too far so that my cock would soften. I wanted my hardest, biggest erection for my first ass sex. 

I watched Mike rub lube at her crinkled hole, and listened to him and his wife as they previewed what I would soon experience. "Dude, you are gonna love this," he said proudly as her pushed a finger into her butt. He worked it in and out a few times. "Her ass is great, and she loves getting fucked in it." He added a second finger.

"Yeah, loosen me up for some cock baby. I'm going to get Jason's dick into my ass, let him fuck my sweet, tight ass and fill me with cum." She wriggled her butt, just a foot or two from me, looking back over her shoulder, grinning, eyes open wide and wet. "Yeah, get your hard cock ready for my ass, baby. You're gonna love filling my stretched hole with your hot cum."

"I'm not kidding man. She really loves a good ass fuck." He stopped pumping the two fingers and added a third, pushing it in more easily than I expected. He dripped a little more lube on the rim of her hole as her stretched the muscle, pushed the three fingers inside to the knuckle, then slid them out. I heard Marybeth moan as her tight rear hole emptied, and watched it close, but not clench. "She's ready, man. Get in there." 

I moved forward and aimed the head of my dick at her slick starfish, resting it against the opening, rubbing it there. I was hard as a rock, and knew I wouldn't last very long. 

"Come on, baby, fill me up. Fill my ass with cock, baby, come on, press it in me," she whispered back to me. Mike had moved up towards her head, rubbing her shoulders and back, stroking her hair. I moved my hips forward and pressed into her ass. I felt the strong ring resist, then give way and open under the pressure, saw and felt my cock head push into the hole, pulling her ass cheeks in towards the opening. She reached behind herself, shoulders and head pressed into the mattress, and spread her ass cheeks apart, almost obscenely. Her ass ring was stretched around my cock, just below the head. 

"Yeah, that's so good, I can feel that fat head in me, it's pressing inside, oh, I love it," her endless stream of filth continued. I pressed harder and slid further in, feeling a slight resistance from the muscle inside. She grunted and pushed back. "Yeah, that's it, feel it, feel my ass on your cock!"

"It's fucking tight, right?" Mike asked. I looked up at him, and he was grinning at me, getting off on seeing his wife take my cock in her ass. Probably as hot as I was when he had ass-fucked Sue in our DP a few nights before. I knew just how he felt. 

"Oh, yeah, it's fucking hot and tight on my cock," I said, pulling back a little. "She's taking my cock like a hot slut." I pushed again, felt the resistance, then felt it give way and I slid past the muscle into her anal passage. "O-oh, yeah, take my cock, slut. Open your ass and take it all."

"Give it to me, give me your hard cock! My ass loves getting fucked by you!" I pushed in, past the muscle, and slid all the way in to the base, getting a squeal from Marybeth and a groan from Mike. "Fuck, that's good, so full, so stretched and full!" she muttered. "I can feel you in me, in my slut ass, fuck!" 

"Pull out slow," Mike coached, "then go in and out a few times, long easy strokes," he said. I did as he advised, three or four long strokes, out past the muscle, then back in, feeling it resist and give, open and close each time. Marybeth groaned each time I came out, and inhaled sharply every time I went back in. "Yeah, that's it, let her ass loosen up," he said.




Five Nights Ch. 06



I was astounded that I hadn't cum yet, I was so excited, but I concentrated on the movements, the sensation. It was the tightest place I'd ever been, so hot, and the feeling of her muscles clenching on me made it feel like a pussy giving me a hand job. I told them so.

"You like my ass? You like the way my ass feels on your hard cock?" she asked. I pushed all the way in, burying my shaft in her, and she barked a shout. "Oh, fuck, your fucking cock feels so good! Fuck my ass now, give it to me!"

"Give it to her, man," Mike said. "Don't pull all the way out. Just pump it inside." I started thrusting, not pulling out past the inner ring, watching her hole push in and out as I slid back and forth. 

"Oh, yeah, that's it, fuck my slut ass!" She pulled her cheeks apart again, exposing her crinkled hole, stretched around me. "You like that? You like seeing my ass opened up for you?" I groaned my approval as I picked up the pace, short, half thrusts, harder now, pounding my balls into her pussy as I smashed myself into her thighs and butt. "Oh, Mike, he's really fucking me now, his cock feel so good fucking my ass. Do you like that, Mike? You like seeing his cock up my ass, fucking me?" 

"Fuck yeah!" he answered. "Hold your cheeks open, you slut! I can see his cock going in, fuck, your ass looks so good getting fucked!" Then to me, "Give it to her hard! Pound my slutty wife's ass!" 

I was beyond listening and just kept fucking as they talked to each other, enticing themselves into a frenzy that I was already feeling. I pounded her ass, driving my cock as deep as it would go, and felt my climax beginning, my balls tightening, my chest tight. My stomach clenched and I started fucking with jerky movements. "Here it comes," I told them, "I gonna cum!"

"Fucking fill her up!" 

"Cum in my ass! Shoot that hot cum in my ass! I want to feel you cumming!" 

I groaned, and my balls clenched and I shoved my cock all the way in as I shot my first blast deep into her anal canal, then I groaned loudly as my cock spewed it's hot cream into her. She was goading me, clenching her muscles on me, squeezing the remaining drops out of my shaft. Finally my body relaxed, and I exhaled, and rested, my spent cock still hard inside her. Still breathing hard, I slowly slipped my cock from her ass. I watched her tiny hole stay open for a few seconds, then close.

"Show him," Mike said, and as I sat back, Marybeth moved her hand, and pressed a finger into her ass. "Come on, you slut," Mike said, "Show him how nasty you are!" Her finger pressed deeper, then slid out, followed by a fat drop of semen. 

"M-mm, yeah," she cooed, "You like that? You like seeing your cum dripping from my fucked ass?" Her asshole clenched, then pushed out, and a giant gush of cum pushed out, running down her crack to her pussy. She moved her hands to her pussy, and rubbed furiously. I sat behind her as she rubbed the dripping cum into her cunt and clit, moaning, Mike encouraging her, until she came, screaming her orgasm. When she was done she fell to the side, her legs pulled up, exposing her ass and pussy, dripping with cum, her fingers still between her legs. I watched as she stilled herself, and her breathing became regular. 

Mike got up off the bed, his voice low. "She's going to rest," he said, standing. I eased myself off the bed. "I think she might be asleep already." He grinned. "That was good, huh?" 

"I never did that before," I admitted softly. I picked up my boxers and slipped them on. 

"Anal?" he asked. "Marybeth loves it." He gave me a knowing look. "And I'm pretty sure Sue's going to want it again, too!" 

"What about you?" I asked, making my way to the door. "How was it getting it done to you?" 

"Fucking incredible. Anal makes you cum more. But I guess you already know that." 

I said goodnight and closed the door behind me.

*

Author's Note follow up: This is the fourth of the Threesome Fantasy Nights the characters agreed to, but one night remains on their vacation, and one chapter in the story. I will post it in a day or two out of consideration for the readers following the series.

If you are turned off by the guy-on-guy action in this one, well, sorry. I almost put it in the opening note, but thought it would ruin the surprise to announce it. I know it's not everyone's liking, and some folks (who may enjoy the idea of two girls together) are vehemently opposed and turned off by it. Still, it was Marybeth's night; it required a different direction and unique scenario. 

I expect I might see the effect of that in the votes/comments. If the comment get too harsh/severe I'll delete them. 



Five Nights Ch. 07



AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains descriptions of fictional characters engaging in extramarital and unprotected sex. If this is not your cup of tea, feel free to move on. 

This is the last chapter of the "Five Nights" series. To those of you who read them all the way through, thanks you, and I hope you have enjoyed reading them as much as I enjoyed writing them. Thanks for voting, and for the appreciative comments!





THE MORNING AFTER

I woke slowly the next morning to the sound of light rain at the window. Because of the cloudy sky I couldn't really tell what time it was. I turned and saw Sue was gone, and I wondered how late it might be, and then instantly wondered how to tell her what I had done last night. Unlike all the other mornings this week, the 'no talking' rule was now officially ended; I knew that she would find out. I wanted to know what she did on Mike's night, when I wasn't there, so I was pretty sure she'd want to know what I did. 

What would she think of me?

I thought about Marybeth's discussion of society's judgment of sexuality while showering. It was true; if a woman who has sex with men one day does it with a woman, society thinks she's open-minded. If a guy who's straight sucks another guy's dick, he's gay. Not everyone, of course, but certainly the uptight, 'normal' majority. I didn't think I was gay. What would Sue think when she found out I that I had sucked Mike's dick? More importantly, when she heard I enjoyed it? That I swallowed his cum? 

Remembering, I told myself it wasn't unpleasant. But the memory betrayed me as I was drying myself and felt my dick swelling and rising. Okay, it was kind of hot, but I wasn't giving up pussy anytime soon, and while I wasn't eager to do it again, I couldn't say that I wouldn't, if the opportunity arose. I dressed quickly, convinced I should tell her myself, before she heard it from Mike or Marybeth. 

As I came down the stairs I heard voices in the kitchen, both female, and hoped that the cat wasn't out of the bag already. I turned into the doorway to see Sue and Marybeth sitting at the table, talking, with coffee and muffins. They turned to look at me, and we exchanged 'good morning's as I kissed Sue, then Marybeth, and took a seat across from them. They were silent, but grinning a little, like little girls. I took a muffin. 

"What?" I asked expectantly. 

Marybeth smirked and asked, "Would you like some coffee, cocksucker?" and they both snickered. 

I guess I was too late.

"Okay, let's get it all out, go ahead," I encouraged them. 

"Oh, we're only teasing, Jason." Sue said, smiling, and reached to me, putting her hand on my arm. Then she grinned. "But seriously, you're not going gay on me, are you?"

I laughed with them, I had to. "I might," I joked, "I enjoyed it, and we can talk about sports and do guy stuff after he cums in my mouth." I stuck out my tongue at her. Real mature, but they laughed. "So I guess Marybeth told you all about it?"

"Yeah, I got up early, and we went into town for the muffins, and she told me what she got you to do." 

"Hey, fair's fair," I said, trying to sound nonchalant now. "Some idiot wanted a 'no saying no' rule, and Miss Control took full advantage of it." I grinned at Marybeth. "And today I guess she needed to control the information, too!"

"You got that right," she said, smiling broadly, proud of herself. 

Sue's hand squeezed my arm. "I'm sorry I missed it, it sounded hot!" 

I leaned to her, and kissed her, more than a good morning kiss this time, and she returned it with some light tongue, just the tip, dancing lightly at my lips. I tasted coffee. I pulled away as Marybeth set a mug of coffee in front of me. 

"Where's my kiss?" she asked, and leaned down to give me a slightly romantic, more-than-friends kiss on the lips, brushing my lips with her tongue. She turned to Sue. "He feels a little different, don't you think?"

"Very funny. And yours feel like they enjoy pussy," I chided. 

"Ha ha," she exaggerated, then added, "but they do, make no mistake," she smirked, sitting. "Especially shaved, married friend pussy!" I put up my hand, and she girl-fived me, just a finger touching. 

"You know, Marybeth," I said, more seriously, "this has been a hell of a week, and we have you to thank for it." I raised my coffee in mock salute.

"Well, we all participated," she replied, lowering her eyes slightly. 

"No, he's right," Sue chimed in, "if not for you, we wouldn't have done this. Hell, we might have never known we wanted to!" She raised her mug. "It's empty, but here's to you. Thanks for inspiring us."

Marybeth stood and made a slight bow at the waist. "You are all very welcome," she said, "I'm glad it all turned out so well, better than I could've imagined. And believe me, it was my pleasure, too!" She looked at us for a second. "We should have a real toast, though, to friends and lovers."

"It's a little early to start drinking, no?"

"Something light, I thought. How about mimosas?" We thought that was a great idea, and Sue got up to fetch the champagne. We chatted as we made them, then moved to the den to relax. I heard the shower running and mentioned it as I settled into the big chair.

"Shouldn't we wait for Mike?" I asked, as Sue sat on my lap, and Marybeth stretched out on the loveseat. 

"He can catch up," she quipped, raising her glass. "To friends, and spouses, and lovers," she announced, and we agreed, and sipped. They drinks were perfect late morning cocktails.

"To fantasies fulfilled," I added, and we sipped again as the girls agreed. 

Sue squirmed off my lap to stand, almost spilling, but catching a drip, and licking it off her fingers, giggling. She raised her glass. "To new horizons, broader perspectives, and surprising ourselves." She sipped, then added, "and mostly, to you, Marybeth, for opening the door."

"Open doors," I agreed, "and minds. And legs!"

"And mouths!" Marybeth added, grinning. We got a chuckle, and Sue settled back down in my lap, her legs hanging over the arm of the chair, snuggling her shoulder into my chest. She looked out the window at the overcast and drizzle. "No beach today," she mused, "nothing to do but sit inside and drink."

"And remember," I added. "Speaking of remembering, since you already know what I did on your night off, how was your night without me?"

"Fucking fabulous," Marybeth offered. "She was incredible."

I snaked an arm around my wife's waist, pulled her closer. "Tell me. I saw you in bed, asleep, when I came home. It looked like you had fun." She looked up, kissed me on the nose. "That's when I saw your pussy was shaved."

"Marybeth did it for me. Mike told her to," she said softly. "He made her do it on the bed, while he watched."

"Sounds hot," I told her.

"She got so wet, the whore." 

"Who are you calling a whore, slut?" Sue laughed, "You fingered me."

"That's right, you married slut," she teased with a grin, "I fingered you till you came for us, and then I shoved my fingers in your mouth."

Sue blushed a little. "That was my first orgasm that night. My first of the week!"

"How many did you have?" I asked.

She never hesitated. "I have no idea. A lot. I didn't count." She snuggled closer, then sat up. "She fingered my ass, too, only it was Mike's night, and he didn't tell her to do it yet."

"Sounds like fun," we heard from the hallway. "I think I remember that." Mike was there, dressed and grinning, hair still wet. "It feels like ages ago already!" he stepped in and kissed Marybeth, and she sat up to make room for him on the loveseat. "Drinking already?" he asked, spying the pitcher of Mimosas. 

"We're celebrating," she told him. "It's rainy, so there's no reason to go out. And for your information, it's pretty late already."

"Late for you. You couldn't sleep in if you tried."

"I had company this morning." She motioned to Sue. "Sue and I went out for muffins and OJ early."

Mike looked at me. I felt a flash of embarrassment when our eyes met, but it passed quickly. "When did you get up?"

"I came down about a half hour ago. Get some breakfast, I'll pour you a cocktail. How are you feeling?"

He made an exaggerated motion of walking stiffly, grimacing. "Oh, not too bad," he laughed and straightened up. "You?"

I grinned. "My jaw's a little stiff," I joked. Sue slapped my shoulder and laughed. I kissed her, then asked, "Do you know where these lips have been?"

"Everyplace mine were!" That got a smile out of me, and I kissed her again.

"Hey, get a room, you two," Marybeth called from the loveseat. "Haven't you had enough?"

Me, I was getting a little stiffie, but it was Sue who answered, "Not nearly!"

Mike came back in holding a plate with a half-devoured muffin, and stopped at the chair where I was sitting with Sue. "Where's my drink?"

I pushed Sue, and slid out from under her as Mike sat next to Marybeth, and I poured him a drink and refilled everyone else's. Before sitting, I raised my glass. "Mike wasn't here for the first one, so we do it again. Here's to friends, and spouses, and fun, and trying new things and fantasy fulfillment, and especially, to Marybeth, who let us know it was all possible." We toasted, and drank, and I sat on the floor, my head leaning on Sue's leg, and she draped the other one over my shoulder. 

"So Mike," she said, "Marybeth and I caught up this morning on what we missed on our nights off." Mike responded with a grunt through a mouthful of muffin. "Marybeth was just telling Jason what he missed."

"I didn't finish though," Marybeth interrupted. "Mike barged in right when I was telling Jason how she came after I shaved her."

"Oh, sorry dear," Mike intoned, overly serious, "did I chafe your overdeveloped need for control?"

"Oh, stop it. I just mean that I was getting to the good part."

"Well, then, by all means, continue telling Jason how much fun we had with Sue." Then he added quickly, "But you ARE a control freak."

"You say it like it's a bad thing," she answered, her standard reply. "You didn't mind last night!"

"Nope, not at all," he said, leaning in to kiss her. She slipped a hand behind his head, and held him there for a long, lingering kiss.

"Now who needs a room?" I asked.

They broke the kiss, and Marybeth said, "Hey, this IS a room," and we all laughed, and she added, "besides, it's not like you might see something you ain't already seen!"

"Too true," Sue answered, and we raised our glasses in salute.

"So anyway, Jason, as I was saying," she cast a sideways glance at Mike, "after Sue sucked her fingers clean-"

"She stuck then in my ass!" Sue chirped.

"Hey, who's telling this?"

"We both are. All three, if Mike helps." Then to us, conspiratorially, "wow, she really bristles when it doesn't go her way." We chuckled, and Marybeth glared at us till we were silent. 

"So, yes, I fingered her ass, and she loved it, and then Mike made us both suck his cock, together, while we fingered each other. Then he licked our pussies and asses."

"That was great, Mike," Sue interjected. "If I didn't say so before."

"I think you did, but it was my pleasure."

"Then," Marybeth continued, "he had us suck him till he came."

"Let me guess," I asked. "He gave Sue a facial?"

"Close," she answered, and I felt Sue's hand in my hair, rubbing lightly. "He wanted to see us swap, so he came in my mouth, and I drooled it into Sue's mouth, and we passed it back and forth, until I dripped it all over her face."

I looked up at Sue, and she had a hand in front of her face, blushing a little. Cute, considering the things she'd done and said in the last few days. I fell in love a little, again.

"Then he had us sixty-nine, while he watched, and licked our asses. And let me say for the record, Sue can lick some pussy!" She raised her glass in a toast to my wife. "And THEN Sue got her facial, from me!" 

"That was incredible," Mike confirmed. I remembered Marybeth squirting into Sue's mouth on my night. He was right. I hugged her leg.

"Then we took a break, and after, he fucked us both, back and forth, making us suck each other's pussy juice off his dick. That was pretty hot. He came in Sue, and made me lick it out."

"I think you left some," I told her, "I peeked at her when she was sleeping."

"Mike stuck his cock in Sue's mouth, and she cleaned him off, and got him hard again."

"Wow, three times? You're my idol," I raised my glass. 

"The wonders of modern pharmacology," he quipped.

"And then he made me lick Sue while he fucked my ass." 

"I passed out from cumming," Sue admitted. "Marybeth has a great tongue." With emphasis she added, "For the record." 

"So, Jason, you know what you missed on Mike's night. You want to tell him what he missed?"

"Pretty much the same," I faked, "you know," and I waited for the response. Sue pulled my hair.

"Are you kidding? The only part that was the same was when Marybeth squirted on me."

"It wasn't on you, honey," I told the room, "It was in your mouth, and you swallowed it."

"Oh, so you BOTH swallow!" Mike laughed, and we did, too. I told the story of the kissing and undressing, trying to make the story as hot as it was to watch, and fell far short. The girls told him of the double headed dildo, and the fat dildo Marybeth used on Sue.

"And then he made her fist me!" Marybeth shouted, grabbing Mike's shoulder. "Fuck, honey, you should've seen it, her whole fucking hand in my pussy!" 

Mike's eyes were wide, and he stared at me, and lifted his glass. "You," he said solemnly, "Are MY idol." I toasted back, pleased with myself, and getting hard remembering Sue's wrist buried inside her friend's cunt. There was a lull in the conversation, and I got up to refill everyone's glass. Sue noticed my growing bulge, and grabbed at it. I emptied the pitcher, and asked if I should make another. Sue offered that it was noon already, and maybe we should switch to margaritas. Everyone agreed, and Marybeth got up to help me.

When we came back in, we poured drinks, and Sue stood to propose another toast. "To Marybeth," she said, and cast a crafty look at Mike, and I wondered what they had discussed while we were in the kitchen. "A great friend and wonderful wife, and a wild, adventurous sexy woman. Thanks, from all of us, for showing us the path to this wonderful week. Sure, you're a controlling bitch, and you made my husband suck cock, but we all love you." We cheered, and drank, but Sue didn't sit. She raised her glass again. "But to really show our appreciation, I feel, we feel, that we should give you something, and Mike and I talked, and we agreed." She looked at Mike and he grinned and nodded, then she turned to me, "and I'm sure Jason will agree, that we should give you something; something very special." Her eyes had that crafty, diabolical look. "Mike and I decided to give you something that you would never give yourself." I wondered where she was going with this, as she put her glass down, and walked to Marybeth, and sat on the arm of the loveseat. "We are going to give you," she said in a hoarse whisper, just loud enough for us all to hear, "a complete lack of control." She looked at Mike, and he leaned to his wife.

"Since it's shitty out anyway, and we'll be inside," he began, caressing her shoulder, "we are going to make you our slave for the rest of the day."

Well, this was a curious development, and while I mentally acknowledged Sue's prediction that I would agree and felt a stirring in my member, I stayed silent, wondering whose idea it was, and whether Marybeth would go along. She was laughing, and Mike and Sue were chuckling, too, and then Sue leaned down to Marybeth's ear and said something. Marybeth turned to her, still smiling, but she stopped laughing, and so did Mike. 

"Well, dear," Mike asked, still smiling, but now with that same look Sue had, the devilish imp smile, "what do you say? It's a wonderful gift, isn't it? And it's all for you, from all of us. Our way of thanking you. So?" He stroked her arm, then slid his hand to the front of her tee shirt, cupping her breast, caressing it. "Will you accept our gift?"

Sue leaned into Marybeth, brushed her hair back, and planted a kiss on her neck, below the ear. "Please say you will, sweetie," she cooed between kisses, and Marybeth writhed a little, her head angling to expose her neck to Sue. Her nipples hardened and swelled. "Because," Sue continued, "we're going to give it to you whether you accept it or not. It will be easier if you do as you're told, willingly." Then I watched as Sue's hand slipped from Marybeth's chin, down her chest, to her breast, and she took hold of the nipple, and began to squeeze, and pull. "But you'll do as you're told, one way or the other."

The stirring in my pants had gotten more obvious, and I stood and approached the three of them. Not being in on the plan, I looked to Mike and Sue for my lead. Mike nodded to me, and I got on my knees in front of Marybeth, and began stroking her thighs below her shorts. 

"I- I don't know," she squeaked. I'd never heard her so tentative. Sue was twisting the nipple between her thumb and forefinger, and Marybeth winced. She turned to Mike. "Please, honey, I don't think I can, I- I like- you know how I am."

"Sounds like she's going to be difficult, Sue," Mike said, grinning, "just like we hoped."

Sue stopped kissing Marybeth's neck and released her nipple, and reached for the bottom of her tee shirt, pulling it up and over her head in a flash, and had Marybeth's braless torso exposed to the room. Gasping at her sudden toplessness, she had no time to resist when Mike took hold of her wrists and held them above her head. Too late, she struggled; but Sue was at the waist of her shorts, opening them, pulling down the zipper. Marybeth cried out, "Please, no, don't," and her knees slammed together, but Mike stood and pulled her by the arms, off the loveseat, and she fell to her knees next to me. Sue was behind her in a flash, pulling her shorts and panties down off her hips, and her beautiful naked ass cheeks were suddenly right in front of me.

"Get her legs, Jason," Mike said, and I stood and grabbed her ankles, and I followed his direction as we carried her the few steps to the ottoman, placing her over it, face down. I knelt behind her, holding her ankles down, staring straight into her shaved pussy. Sue stepped to her side. 

"A good slave only says yes, and never says no," she advised. She stroked Marybeth's back lightly, raising goose bumps with her fingertips. "If you are going to be our slave, and make no mistake, you WILL be our slave today, sweetie, you will have to learn to say yes." She was stroking her ass now, and I watched her fingers slip down the crack to brush lightly at her pussy lips. "Mm-m," she said admiringly, and returned to stroking her fine ass cheeks. "We love you sweetie, and we want to give you this day, to show you how much we appreciate what you've done for us. Will you be our slave, and do what you're told?"

"Please, I don't,"

Sue brought her hand up and down so fast I almost didn't see it, and the loud smack resonated in the room, to be drowned out by Marybeth's cry. She followed with two more, swiftly, all on the same cheek. 

"Wrong answer!" she warned, and looked at us, grinning. "Will you be our slave today?"

"No, please,"

Three more, the other cheek, and I watched the flesh jiggle with the impact even as the other cheek turned pink. Marybeth cried out again, pleading with her to stop.

"No! I won't! Stop! Until! You! Say! Yes!" she rained down slaps on Marybeth's ass in time with her speech, and the poor girl screeched and shouted, repeating no, no, no, and Sue went at her relentlessly, switching from one cheek to the other, changing hands when she got tired, shouting, "Say it! Say yes! Say you submit! Say it!"




Five Nights Ch. 07



I realized that, despite her wriggling on the ottoman, I was only holding her ankles lightly, and that she wasn't trying to release her legs. I tentatively loosened my grip, until I was only just touching her calves, and still Sue spanked her, turning her ass red, but her legs stayed put. I moved my hands up, showed Mike I wasn't holding her, and called to him.

"Mike, if she's not going to say yes, could you find a way to quiet her?" I asked, and he returned my grin. He released her arms, which remained in place, and undid his shorts and pulled his cock out. He grabbed a handful of hair and pulled her head up, and muffled her cries by stuffing his hard cock into her mouth. Sue looked at me, and I sucked two fingers into my mouth to wet them, and pressed them against her pussy. 

I pushed her legs apart with the other hand, and worked my fingers between the lips, slipping them inside her. She groaned on Mike's cock, and Sue stopped spanking, caressing the red, wounded flesh of her ass. I needn't have wet my fingers; she was a swamp inside; hot and slick, and her scent filled my nostrils. Sue bent over and began kissing the swollen cheeks, and I used my free hand to stroke, then squeeze her cheeks as Sue kissed them. She put a hand on each cheek and spread them for me, exposing her tight back door, and I slipped the fingers from her pussy, slick with her juices, and pushed one into her ass, and resumed finger fucking her with the other hand. 

"That's a good slave, you see how easy it is?" I pushed a second finger into her ass, and a third into her wet cunt as Sue continued. "Let us do what we want, sweetie, you're going to be our toy, our plaything for the rest of the day. The boys are having fun with you. Do you like that?"

"Yephfs" she managed, her mouth occupied.

"Will you be a good slave?" Same answer. "Will you do what we tell you, whatever we say?" A moan, and a muffled yes. "Good girl!" She gave one more gentle tap to her ass, then stood, and quickly stripped off her clothes. She walked to Mike's end, and eased him out of the way, and got down on her hands and knees, and pushed her ass in Marybeth's face. "Lick my ass, slave, get your tongue in my ass and lick it!" She reached back and spread her own ass cheeks, and I got a glance of her rosebud before Marybeth's head moved in. 

By now I was fucking her pussy hard with my hand, but had slipped my finger from her ass and was just tickling the hole. He sopping pussy was responding, and she got wetter as she began tonguing Sue's ass. Mike left the room as we worked on his wife, to return a few minutes later with an overnight bag. He pulled out some lube and drizzled it on Marybeth's asshole, and I slipped my fingers back inside. As the second finger spread her ass, she came, grunting into Sue's ass. 

After her orgasm, Sue pulled away, and turned and kissed her friend, then told me to pull my fingers out. On an impulse I went to Marybeth's head, and fed them to her, the pussy fingers first, and then the fingers from her ass. She licked obediently, looking into my eyes. I was pretty sure then that her resistance had been her way of taking control anyway, but seriously, at that point, who cared? Sue called me away, and told me to undress; she already had Mike naked, and was holding his cock. I dropped my clothes and sat on the loveseat as directed. 

"Get up, Marybeth," Sue directed, and she struggled to her feet. Sue directed her to the couch and told her to sit sideways, hang her head over the arm, and masturbate for us. She reached into the bag, and pulled out a large, realistic dildo. She laid it in Marybeth's lap, and told her to give us a good show. She squeezed between us on the loveseat after we stripped completely, and then gently held and stroked our cocks as our love slave masturbated.

She was moaning, slipping the fat, long dildo in and out of her wet cunt for all of us to see. Her lips stretched open, wet and swollen, as she fucked herself. After a few minutes, Mike got up and went to the bag, extracting a slim pink vibrator. He took some lube out, slicked it down, and handed it to his wife. 

"Fuck your ass, too, slave," he told her, and returned to his seat. I watched my wife slip her hand around his cock as though she'd been doing it forever, while Mike's wife spread her legs, angled her hips up, and began inserting the pink tool at her rear hole, the fat dildo laying wet and shining on her stomach. 

She groaned as she penetrated herself, and I watched the tip slip inside her tight ring, opening to accept the invader. Her eyes closed, and she worked it in, slipping it out slightly, then further in until only the base showed, held delicately by the fingertips of one hand. She reached for the dildo then, and rubbed it on her clit before slipping it back into her pussy, pushing it hard. 

I felt my cum boiling in my balls, watching our good friend double penetrating herself for our entertainment. I grabbed Sue's hand and pulled it from my cock, not wanting to cum. I turned to her, and kissed her, hard, and then pushed her head into Mike's lap. She never hesitated, and I watched her head bobbing up and down. Mike groaned, and held her hair back, watching her suck him as I watched his wife fucking herself in both holes. This was too hot!

"Don't cum," she told him, "tell me when you're close," and resumed sucking. One hand reached behind her, found my dick, and held it firmly, feeling my hardness, and smearing the pre-cum at the tip with her thumb. Mike suddenly told her to stop, and she pulled off, and told us to get up. She led us by our cocks to Marybeth, standing us at her head.

"Open your mouth, sweetie, and stick out your tongue," she directed, and Marybeth obeyed, her moans of pleasure telling us she was enjoying her act. Sue began stroking us. "Cum on our toy's face, boys, cover the slut's face with cum." Then to Marybeth, she said, "tell them you want it, say it."

"Oh, please, cum on my face, I want your cum in my mouth, all over my face, please. Shoot it on me!" She was panting, and looked like she was nearing orgasm. Sue felt us getting close, and let us take over, and we jerked our cocks on either side of her face, bouncing the heads on her tongue and lips, and rubbing them on her cheeks. Sue went to the other end, between Marybeth open legs, and began rubbing her clit. 

"Cum for us, baby, show us your cum, show us how much you like two hot loads of cum shooting on your face," she cooed, rubbing Marybeth's clit furiously as she fucked herself with both toys. Her groaning escalated, and that drove Mike over the edge, and he began shooting his hot cum across her face and open mouth, and the sight of it triggered me, and I joined him, launching multiple blasts of white cream across her forehead and nose, between the two of us she was covered, cum pooling on her cheeks, and running in rivulets down her face, into her hair and ears. 

Then suddenly she tensed, and screamed, and she was cumming, and I watched Sue move closer to her pussy, and when Marybeth ejaculated Sue's mouth was open, catching the stream as it shot from the pussy in front of her, splashing her face and neck. She closed her mouth, and sprinted to Marybeth's head, and we watched her stand over her friend, and open her mouth, inches from Marybeth's cum-covered face, and spill her load of girl cum into her friend's open and waiting mouth. Then they kissed, their faces smearing the cum, their tongues darting and swiping at each other, sharing the wet, slimy result of our passion.

She stood then, looking at us, grinning with cum spread across her face and lips. "Nice!" she spouted, and we all agreed, laughing. We helped Marybeth up, and Sue told her to go clean the toys, and herself, and bring back a warm washcloth for her. Mike and I slipped our shorts on, and I poured drinks. Sue stayed naked, and as she drank, one of her hands slipped between her legs, toying lightly with her pussy as we talked.

When Marybeth returned, Sue stopped playing with herself and put her drink down, and wiped her face and neck. Finished and refreshed, she picked up her drink and lifted her feet to the cushions, spreading her legs to show her wet, shaved cunt. "Lick my cunt, slave," she told Marybeth, and she dropped to her knees and buried her face in my wife's hot snatch. 

Sue encouraged her, making pleasured sounds, and telling her friend to make her cum. Mike and I watched and drank as Mike's wife brought Sue to a powerful orgasm, shouting and nearly spilling her drink. When she was done and recovered, she patted Marybeth's head and kissed her, and told her what a good job she'd done. She got up, and dressed, and told her friend to stay naked. She reached into the bag and extracted a butt plug, and told Marybeth to insert it and leave it in until it started to slide out, and then she would give her a larger one. I think Marybeth smiled a little, but I couldn't be sure.

For the next few hours we sat around, drinking and eating and talking. About an hour into the afternoon, Mike unzipped his pants and told Marybeth to suck his dick. He just sat with us, talking, while his wife went to town with her mouth, working him to an orgasm. Eventually he stopped talking, and Sue and I watched as he tensed, and grunted, and filled his wife's mouth with cum, and then picked up the conversation as though nothing had happened. 

Later, Sue told Marybeth to get up on all fours, and show us the plug. She tested it, seeing if it was still holding up, deemed it a little loose, and switched it to a fatter on, which took a little work to get inside her. It was so matter-of-fact that it was nearly unerotic. 

I took a blowjob later, as my dick recovered, but didn't finish in her mouth. When I was close to coming, I got her on all fours and slipped inside her pussy, which felt tight, crammed with the plug. I remembered my dick inside my wife as she took Mike's in her ass, on her DP adventure several nights before, and the erotic memory made me shoot my load rather quickly. Before pulling out, I reached for a mostly empty margarita glass, and held it under her dripping cunt to catch the cum as it ran out. I looked at Sue and Mike, who were watching me, and grinned. Mike was grinning, and Sue's mouth hung open. I gave the glass to Marybeth. 

"Drink it, slave. Slowly. Don't spill it."

Marybeth looked up at me, and this time she DID smile, and slowly poured the cum cocktail into her mouth, and gave us a show of swallowing the load from her pussy. 

A little later Sue, like Mike, casually got up from her chair; we were watching a movie on TV, relaxing, and she called Marybeth to her. She stripped her shorts off on got on all fours in front of Mike. She called me to sit next to him, and asked us both to pull out our meat sticks. That's what she called them, meat sticks. 

"Slave," she told her friend, lick my pussy and ass while I enjoy these two men." She grasped us both by the cock, resting her elbows on our thighs. "If you do a good job, maybe later I'll let them have you." Sue started sucking us, starting with Mike, and switching back and forth, not trying to make us cum, just enjoying the feel of hard cock in her sweet sucking mouth as she had her pussy and ass licked and sucked. Eventually she had Marybeth lie on her back, and sat up, keeping her pussy on her face, and had a casual, soft orgasm. Then she got up, and put her shorts back on. 

We ate dinner then, all four of us, and allowed Marybeth to wear a swim wrap that left her tits exposed. We treated her as our friend during dinner, but Sue occasionally reminded her that her slave duties weren't over, and would resume after dinner. Every time she mentioned it, Marybeth would squirm a little in her seat. She was really getting into it. Clearly, Sue was enjoying her dominant role as well, something I had never seen in her before. This week had really changed her, I thought. 

After dinner was finished, Sue left me and Mike to clean up and took Marybeth upstairs. They were still up there when we were done cleaning the dishes, and we made another pitcher of drinks, and decided to go look for them. We found them in Sue and my room, Marybeth on her knees, sucking the dildo Sue wore in her harness. 

"I hope you boys are ready," she said as we entered, "we licked each other silly for a while, but I think our slave needs to get all her holes filled." She grinned, and reached for her nipples, and played with them. "I stuffed a bullet into this harness, it's right on my clit, fuck," she oozed. "You guys choose her pussy or her mouth, I'm taking her ass."

"You take her pussy, Jason," Mike offered," I want to see her face." We high-fived (like a couple of dickheads) and I stripped and got on my back on the bed, and Sue let Marybeth up and guided her on to me, where she sucked me until I was hard, and climbed on, slipping me easily into her wet cunt. She eased down, sliding slowly all the way to the base, and I groaned at the heat and wetness in her, thinking of Sue licking her to prepare her. My wife licks pussy, I thought. Sweet! 

Mike knelt at the side, and Marybeth took his hardening member into her mouth, right above me. Another memory invaded my mind, Marybeth making me suck her husband's cock, and while I had no urge to steal it from her, it didn't turn me off. But my attention was stolen by Sue, who climbed behind her friend, and began removing the plug. She eased it out, telling us how loose Marybeth's ass was. 

"Oh, my God, it's staying open, fuck, that's hot, you slut."

I watched over Marybeth's shoulder as my wife discarded the plug, and inched forward on her knees, and then realized she'd have to stand or squat to line up her insertion. "Good thing I work out," she joked, and positioned herself. I heard Marybeth grunt, and then her mouth opened and Mike's hard cock slipped out as Sue invaded her friend's ass. I could feel her coming in, squeezing her pussy against my dick, tighter, deeper; then out a little, then back in, deeper still, until she heaved a sigh and announced she was in her ass.

"Get ready, slave," she said, "you are in for the fuck of a lifetime."

Marybeth just grunted, her mouth busy on Mike's shaft again, and I began pumping up into her wet hole as my cute wife began sliding in and out of her ass. What a feeling! When Sue got her first anal, just a few nights ago, I was in her pussy, and Mike was fucking her, but now I could see her, fucking her friend, really getting into it, taking long strokes in and out. I felt the sensation as our cocks slid against each other, my cock and my wife's, fucking the same woman, while she sucked her husband's cock above my face. 

I started pumping harder, feeling her pussy tighten every time Sue entered her, and loosen wetly as she pulled back. Above my face Mike was holding her head, and fucking her mouth like a cunt, not too deep, but pumping, and grunting his pleasure. Marybeth's moans came out like a gurgling sound as Mike's dick filled her mouth, and her head and shoulders bounced each time her body was pounded. 

Sue began slapping her friend's ass cheeks as she fucked her, and on each contact Marybeth's hips jerked on my cock. As good as it felt, I knew I was a long way from cumming, and would be able to go for a while, I started changing my strokes, pushing up harder, grinding the base of my dick into her clit. 

I heard Sue gasping, remembering the vibe in her harness, and figured she was getting close. Her hands gripped the fleshy globes , splitting them as she emitted sharp cries, and eased her pounding to concentrate on her own orgasm. Her sounds became louder, and she was repeating, "Oh, fuck, oh, fuck," over and over, until I saw her fingertips dig into Marybeth's ass cheeks, hard, and her mouth opened silently, and then a wail emerged and she came. Marybeth echoed Sue's passion, ground herself on my cock, and I felt her pussy clutch at me, and her legs shook a little, and then her shoulders trembled and her arms gave out as she came. She released Mike's cock as she called out, and her upper body dropped down onto me, her head on my shoulder, her breasts pressed tightly to my chest. I felt the wetness of her climax spill from her juicy hole, as Sue recovered and resumed her ass fucking. I stroked Marybeth's back and ass through her orgasm, and she moaned gently into my ear, breathing heavily. She lifted her face and kissed me, her lips puffy and wet from her oral efforts, her chin slick with saliva, her face sweaty and hot. She panted into my mouth as her orgasm peaked, then receded.

As she came down from her climax, Mike changed positions, turning her head away from mine, and kneeling, pressing his cock back into her mouth. All I could see was the back of her head now, and I brushed her hair from my face and looked up at Sue, who was watching Mike fuck his wife's mouth. Marybeth's head was getting pushed back, bumping mine, and I helped her struggle back up, rising on her arms. She was exhausted from her ordeal; I could feel her arms trembling, and I pulled my arms between us and fondled her hanging breasts, slick with sweat, and twisting her nipples. I could see her now, her wet lips open, dripping; she made guttural choking sounds as Mike fucked his cock into her mouth. I looked at Sue, and she was grimacing, bracing for a second orgasm, and I felt mine stirring as well. I grabbed Marybeth's tits firmly, and heard her groan, and pumped my cock up into her, feeling Sue pounding down, both of us pulling out, and pushing back in, hard, simultaneously, making our slave gasp and groan at the penetration. 

Sue climaxed again, slamming her hips into Marybeth, pressing her weight onto her, driving her hips down hard on my cock, and my release approached the point of no return; then held there, pending, anticipating; and then suddenly exploded with a ferocity that stunned me, and I screamed, shooting my hot load into her wet tunnel, seeing Sue watching me, her mouth open, licking her bottom lip, eyes wide. My cock was still pulsing, the aftershocks spurting the last of my cum inside her, as Mike groaned, and grabbed her head, and held his cock in her mouth, which hung open, slack-jawed from her abuse. Her hair was stuck to her face and sweaty neck.

Her face was right above me, a string of drool hung from her bottom lip to Mike's balls, dangling, and he began grunting as he shot his load in her mouth. Her head hung limply and motionless in his hands, and his load dripped out. I shot a panicked look at Sue, who was grinning and sweaty and fascinated, peering over Marybeth's shoulder as the first drip of Mike's cum ran over her lip, and landed on my face. 

I held Sue's gaze, and opened my mouth, knowing what she wanted to see, as thick globs of Mike's load overflowed his wife's open mouth, dripping down, landing on my cheek and chin and straight into my mouth. He finally finished, and withdrew his cock, releasing Marybeth's head, and she let it hang down, and the rest of his cum fell out of her mouth and into mine. Sue was ecstatic, whispering filthy, encouraging words, softly telling me to eat his cum, and then Marybeth collapsed onto me again, her head falling into my shoulder, wet and sweaty where our chests pressed together. I reached for Sue, and she pulled out of her friend's ass and came to me, kissing me, licking my face and lips, smearing the cum into my mouth, sucking it up, and sharing it. 

We broke the kiss when Mike pulled Marybeth to the side, off me. She was almost asleep already, and he lay with her on the bed, holding her against him, his chest against her back, arms wrapped around her middle. Sue lay on me for a second, and we watched our friends fall into a loving sleep, then eased ourselves off the bed, and headed for their room, where we did the same. 

The next morning we woke, and packed, and cleaned, and at noon we were loading the cars for the trip home. When it was time to go, Marybeth stopped us at the door.




Five Nights Ch. 07



"Mike already heard this, but you haven't," she began. "I want you to know that yesterday was the most fun I've ever had, and that you two are the best friends any girl could ever wish for."

"It was our pleasure," Sue responded, hugging her.

"Seriously," I added, "our pleasure." Mike grinned. Sue kissed Marybeth on the cheek, but Marybeth turned her head, and they kissed like lovers, and I remembered them, nude and caressing each other. Fucking hot. Then she turned to me, and Sue went to Mike, and I kissed his wife while he kissed mine. Marybeth felt like a long-time lover in my arms, snuggling into me, and we kissed long, and slow, and tender. Sue dragged us all into a group hug. 

"Just for the record," she said as we held each other, "I'm not waiting till next year to do this again!"

THE END

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