0 comments/ 141364 views/ 0 favorites You Never Know By: Orac I was sitting on the bed a couple of pillows behind my head reading one an erotic story I'd printed out from the net, feeling my cock swelling in my pants I unzip my fly and let in out. Rapping my hand around my ever-stiffing dick I start slowly to wank away at my hard throbbing mussel. It was just then that I hear the front door bell ring, knowing Kaz was door stairs watching some TV program or other I carried on reading with my hand getting faster and faster. Lost in the world of your story I was unaware of the footstep coming up the stairs or the bedroom door opening. "It's 'Dee' she come to see you about…" Karen's voice was cut short as her eyes court sight of my hand rapped around my hard cock. Dee standing beside her never said a word her mouth open and her eyes fixed on my dick. I'm normally a shy man but having two women suddenly walk in on you in the middle of a go wank was not my idea of heaven at that moment in time. Grabbing the pages of the story with both hands I quickly covered my face in attempt to hind my red checks leaving my rapidly shirking cock out for the entire world to see. "Put it away!" cried my other half only to have her words cut short by Dee "No…. it's a nice looking cock, leave it out." I slowly removed the papers from my face and look at first Kaz the Dee "It is" she said "I wouldn't mind getting my mouth round that." That was all the encouragement my dick needed within a second it was back up to full height. I look again at Karen "go ahead" she said, Dee knelt down next to the bed and slowly slipped her wet mouth around my purple head, locking her full lips around my shaft. What with all the hand action I'd been doing and Dee's hot mouth around my hard dick it was just too much. The pages of the story went flying my head went back into the pillows and with one cry of "Oh shit!" I shot my hot cum into the back of her mouth. Dee's lips stayed glued to my shaft as it pulsed with every shot of cum. As my orgasm died Dee slowly pulled her mouth from around my cock making sure she stop of a second on the head to suck up the last drops of spunk. As she go up off her knees I could she a small drip of my white cum dripping from the corner of her mouth. With a very wicked look in her eye she turned to Karen "I love the taste," she said. "Not me" Kaz replied, "I love to feel it shot deep into my cunt. "Well he's your husband he should look after your needs too, I think after he has watched me eat your cunt, he should be hard enough to she to your needs." I sat there with my mouth open, I can't believe what I had just her Dee suggested, she wanted to fuck my wife while I watched. "Right you off the bed and strip" This was Karen giving me orders. No problem with 30 seconds I was standing beside the bed total naked. "Pass me one of his ties from the wardrobe Kaz." I look a Dee "I'm going to tie your hands behind your back, we don't what you playing with yourself … do we!" With my hands tied I was left to watch as Kaz and Dee got onto the bed and started to undress each other. Karen unbutton Dee's top and reaching around her back unhooked her bra letting free Dee's large breasts. Bending her head down she started to first run her tongue around her right nipple then her left nipple before taking the hard nipple between her teeth and biting down onto it. Dee let a small cry of pain, which turned into a low moan of pleasure. After several minutes of biting first one nipple then the other, Kaz lifted her head stopping to allow Dee to undress her. Dee made no move to do the same thing to Karen; she just removed every item of her clothing until she lay naked on the bed. "I'm going to make you cum like you have never cum before," Dee said as she moved between my wife's legs and pushed them apart. Running her fingers through Karen's mass of thick brown public hair, she positioned her thumb onto her clit and started to push and twist her thumb. Karen started to moan as Dee worked away on her clit, the moans got louder as Dee twisted her thumb more and more. Karen's body started to buck and twist on the bed you could she her orgasm building, she wasn't the only one I could fell the spunk rising in my balls as they tightened under my stiff cock Kaz's body suddenly arched high above the bed as Dee quickly and without warning pushed Three fingers into Karen's dripping cunt hole, she cried out loud as her orgasm ripped into her body. Dee removed her fingers and started to lick Karen's wet juices from her hand, leaving Kaz twitting on the bed as her orgasm slowly died. "You said you where going to eat her" I pointed out from my spot, "Oh I will, I will" came Dee's answer. Having recovered, Karen sat up and grabbing Dee by the shoulders pushed her back onto the bed. Karen lifted her skirt to reveal no pants and a totally shaven pussy. How I didn't shot my lot across the two of them at that point I don't know, to see Dee's shave cunt as almost too much. Karen went straight to work with her tongue licking back and forth across Dee's clit while Dee let out low moans with each pass of her tongue. One by one Karen pushed her fingers into Dee's wet cunt, until Dee's hole had taken them all. With Karen's tongue working hard on her swelling clit and Karen's hand buried up to the wrist inside her Dee was know screaming with pleasure her body twist one way then the other as orgasm after orgasm shoot through her body. It was many minutes before Karen let up and allowed Dee time to come down. "Bloody untie me" I shouted from the end of the bed, it was Dee who very slowly got to her feet and walking a little unsteady came over and released my hands. I jump over the end of the bed and pushed Karen onto her back, grabbing one leg in each hand I lifted them above her head and rammed my aching cock into her very wet cunt. "Go on fuck her hard, fill her cunt full of spunk" came words of encouragement for Dee (not as I needed any after watching the too of them). Karen bucked and moaned as I rammed my cock in again and again, I could fell Dee's hand between my legs rubbing my balls from below. It was all to much with a loud cry I let go and my spunk shoot headlong into Kaz's waiting hole wave after wave of hot cum shoot into her cunt. My body had no long twitting from the jets of spunk entering Karen when I was pushed clean out of the way. Dee wanted some room and I was in the way, her goal, Karen's spunk filled dripping cunt, within seconds she had her tongue lapping up ever drop from my wife pussy. I don't know who enjoyed this the most, me watching my spunk been eaten from my wife's cunt, Karen who was getting one hell of a tongue fucking, or Dee who was so much after Karen's dripping cunt that I went flying because I was in the way. Well she did say she was going to eat Karen's cunt and she DID. You Never Know Tamara was tall, thin, and beautiful. The type of woman you only see in the movies. Despite her thin frame, her breasts were quite large and her bottom round and firm. She seemed to have everything going for her, but that was all about to change. Bored with small town living, Tamara decided it was time to hit the big city. Not very sophisticated, she didn't know what she was getting herself into until it was too late. Still a virgin at the age of twenty-three, she vowed to stay that way until she met her one true love. Although it had not been easy for her through high school, she'd had many dates, and most of them ended the same, with hands groping her breasts and trying to tug at her skirt, but she never gave in. She arrived by bus one chilly Monday morning in September, with only a few hundred dollars to her name. After searching for a place to stay, without any luck, she finally found a rather run down building in a bad part of the town. She was to pay weekly, which took up most of her money, to her disappointment. After checking out the depressing room with its 1970's furniture, and peeling wallpaper, she at once began to question her decision. The room was furnished with a bed, nightstand, and table with two chairs that had seen better days. The curtains were disgustingly dirty, and in the corner sat a very old black and white television set. Tamara could feel her stomach growl, and decided to head to the café next door. Not much cleaner than her apartment, but the food was cheap, and it tasted quite good. She decided tomorrow she would look for a job, but for now, she wanted to study the city. If only she'd known what awaited her, she would have gone back to her room and locked the door behind her. Almost immediately after leaving the café she began hearing footsteps behind her, and she became very nervous, not daring to turn around to see if someone was following her. All at once a man was on top of her, stealing every piece of jewelry she had on, as well as her purse. He groped her, while she screamed for help, but he was gone before anyone came to her rescue. Not such a great day after all. Back in the room, she bolted the door and sat on the dirty bedspread and wept. Everything was in that purse, her identification and what was left of her money. What was she to do now, she wondered. She fell asleep crying and trying to rid her mind of what had just happened to her. Early the next morning Tamara awoke, and everything that had happened to her the day before came flooding back. She began to cry again, but quickly recovered her composure. She would purchase a paper with the change she had left in her pocket; at least he hadn't gotten that, and look for a job right away. Anything at this point would do. Sadly, most of the jobs she found, she was not qualified for. Two ads caught her eye, one for waitressing and the other was one looking for models. Of course not really knowing any better, she set an appointment with the agency and was too arrive at 2 p.m. dressed in her sexiest outfit. Well, that left her with only a tight sweater a short black skirt and a pair of heels as an option. Almost time, she thought as she headed out the door. Tamara arrived at the office and took the elevator up to the twenty-second floor. As she entered the office, she was taken aback by all of the beautiful women in the waiting room. No way could she compare to these women, and she almost turned and walked out, but the receptionist called out her name, and told her to have a seat. "Mr. Jenkins will be right with you", she said. By the name, she had expected to meet an older gentleman, in maybe his sixties, but when she was called into the office, she found herself face to face with one of the most handsome men she had ever met. Mr. Jenkins was not as nice as he was handsome, that she could tell right away. He had an ugly side to him, almost cruel really, she sensed it. He did not smile, just told her the facts regarding the position and then instructed her to get up and turn around so he could take a look at her. She could feel her face turning red, but did what he had commanded. He stopped her when she had her back turned to him. She could feel both of his hands on the hem of her skirt, as he yanked it up exposing her ass. She tried to stop him, but he was a very strong man, and he told her if she wanted this job, she would have to do as she was told, and not ask any questions. She could feel his hand tugging at her panties, but not removing them to her relief. He allowed her to fix her skirt and instructed her to sit. They went over the expected pay rate and the kind of work that she would be expected to perform, and none of it sounded bad to her, especially for the amount of money she was to be making. She told Mr. Jenkins of her plight, and he immediately gave her an advance and told her to get the hell out of that neighborhood that very night. She was ready to leave when he asked her the strangest question; "Tamara, are you still a virgin?" Her face turned bright red and she guessed that was enough to answer his question. She packed her things as quickly as she could and went to the address Mr. Jenkins told her to go to. She was to share an apartment with two other models named Jill and Nicki. When she got there, they were waiting for her. They were full of smiles, and so very nice. They helped her put away her things and asked all kinds of questions about home, and if she had a boyfriend; all the expected girl talk. As she settled into her room, she was amazed at how beautiful it was. There were silk drapes with matching sheets, and fresh flowers surrounded the room, as well as a closet full of new clothes in her size. Wow! How did Mr. Jenkins get this place ready for her so soon, she wondered. It was getting late, so she decided to go to bed early and thanked her lucky stars that she had applied for the job, and found such a beautiful place to stay. She just knew the following day was going to be one of the most wonderful experiences of her entire lifetime. She awoke early the next morning to a sharp knock on her door. A woman that she had not seen the night before stood in front of her. The woman was so big she could have been a man. She barked orders for Tamara to shower and get herself ready for work and be downstairs ready for inspection in less than fifteen minutes. That did not leave her a lot of time, but she somehow made it. Tamara noticed the other girls were standing in a line waiting to be inspected as well. They were not the girls she had met the night before either. Now Tamara began to worry about what was going on and who these people really were. It was only about eight a.m. but the liquor and drugs were already flowing throughout the apartment. Now she was becoming really confused. She heard a key in the lock hoping it was either Jill or Nicki there to explain to her what was going on, but it wasn't. It was Mr. Jenkins, along with two of his business partners. Mr. Jenkins pulled her to the other side and introduced her to a very well dressed fellow named Tom. He then instructed her to go with Tom and take care of him as it was his birthday, and she was to be Mr. Jenkins' gift to him. As Tamara was lead to the bedroom filled with different sorts of devices she had never seen before, she started to cry. She was frightened about what was going to happen next. Being a gentleman, Tom whispered to her that he was not here to hurt her, but to make her transition easier, as Mr. Jenkins had already told him she was a virgin. He didn't want her to end up with some sicko who would hurt her, and he assured her he would be treating her just fine. The only thing Tamara had to do is follow his directions and everything would be alright. Tom offered Tamar a drink which she took eagerly, and downed in one gulp. He refilled her glass right away. He then pulled out a little white pill and told her to take it; that it would make things a lot easier for her. Tamara did as she was told. About twenty minutes later she was relaxed and willing to do whatever Tom wanted her to do, no matter how disgusting she thought it was. Their clothes were off within minutes, and she stood before him naked. He was excited right from the beginning. The first thing he went for was her tits, squeezing and kneading them, pinching the nipples and rolling them around between his finger tips. He started sucking her nipples hard as he laid her on the bed. Tamara's mind was in a fog from the drug he had given her. She was aware of everything happening, but didn't seem to care at that moment. She felt him climb between her legs and start to push his huge cock inside her tight virgin hole. It hurt a little bit, but not as much as she had expected. He began to pump harder and faster, grunting and groaning like an animal until he shot a huge load in her now stretched pussy. She was no longer a virgin. She had been with her first man. Well, that wasn't so bad, she thought; she had imagined it would be worse. What she didn't know was that he was not done with her yet. He picked her up and turned her over, and started to spread her ass cheeks apart. Dipping his fingers into a gel like substance, he started to enter her with two fingers, and she had to admit that although it did hurt some, the pleasure was more unbearable than the pain. She could feel him insert his huge cock inside her and start to fuck her like an animal once more. No matter how much she begged him not to, he continued on. Then, she felt it, a feeling she had never felt before. It was like the whole world didn't matter, just the pure pleasure she was feeling. She screamed out and begged him not to stop, to please keep fucking her. Four hours had passed. It did not seem it had been that long at all, and she was feeling very satisfied and happy. That is until she saw Tom slip money into Mr. Jenkins' hand. It was then she realized what she had done; given up her virginity to a John, which made her a whore. You Never Know This is just a short story, completely different from what I normally write. As usual there will be no descriptions of sex. When someone discovers they have been taken for a fool, you can never know for sure how they will react. Some become wimps, some run away, some turn themselves inside out and do things you would not expect them to do. I chose to end it how and where I did because it intrigued me to do so. Anything after it seems unnecessary to me. Perhaps I may, or may not, continue the story. xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx I knew Jane was special the first time I saw her. It was the first day of kindergarten, we shared our table. Her twin sister Joan sat on the other side of the aisle from her, she and Doug shared the next table. It was that way for the rest of the year. Elementary teachers have no imagination, so we sat beside each other all the way through sixth grade. We became best friends by the end of first grade; before that we were friendly and sort of tolerated the other. The "OH, you're a girl/boy!" thing was still going on. Jane and Joan had the twin thing going on too. Joan liked Doug. I didn't trust him; he was always trying to make me look like a fool in front of the girls. They thought he was cute when he pulled his stunts. I soon learned how he telegraphed his intent to prank me. He would elbow poke one of the girls and look around to be sure the coast was clear each time before he would act. I managed to either deflect or turn his pranks around almost every time after my discovery. By sixth grade he was desperate to show me up; that was the year he talked me into joining Golden Gloves down at the Boys Club. I was a thin boy; he had six inches reach and about 15 pounds on me. He had no idea that Dad was teaching me various forms of fighting on Thursday evenings; while Mom was at choir practice. Dad told me he looked like he had a glass jaw and showed me how and where to hit him to take advantage of it. The third week of matches he and I were listed together on the lineup. I deflected his punches fairly well, allowing him to make contact, but do little damage. I connected as many as he did. We only had one round; I was watching the clock out of the corner of my eye. With fifteen seconds left on the clock I struck just like I was taught, he went straight down. "That was a lucky shot." he told me the next day. I shrugged and said nothing. We met in the ring four more times that year. I fought him to a draw the next three times. He had been telling the girls how badly he was beating me each time. When he invited the girls to watch the last match I knew what I had to do. He was showing off for them before the round began; after the bell rang I let him get in two punches and put him on the mat with my first shot. His girl Joan was angry with me for hurting him. Jane didn't like the violence involved and swore to never watch again. I told Jane that I would drop out to make her happy. I had bested him at all his antics. I was not sure if he figured I would win each time or if he matured that summer. The four of us dated all the way through the end of high school. We rented a limo to take us to the prom. That summer after we graduated at his insistence we tried skinny dipping down at the creek. June put a stop to that after 10 minutes; he was too busy paying attention to Jane. I was about set to act when June dragged him out and pushed him up the hill away from us. June and I noticed that Jane was more interested in him than she should have been. The girls were distant for the rest of the summer. I told Jane if she was going to be my girl that she couldn't show interest in any other guys. I thought she gave in way too fast. Doug signed up to join the police department, June became a nurse, Jane began to sell real estate and I got a BS then a MS in Computer Science. Jane and I were married soon after I finished school. I felt like I was swinging the world by its tail. Five years or so later I was scheduled to travel about three hours south of town to review some problems a customer was having with their network when I received the emergency call to return to town; the server of one of our largest customers had shut down and would not restart. I was quickly there and soon diagnosed the problem. The electricians had not installed the correct equipment on their new equipment and a surge had damaged some boards. It would be 2 to 3 hours before the electrical repairs were made and I could restart. I decided to go out for a jog while we waited. I was seven blocks from the site when a familiar car drove by and turned into a motel parking lot. The big dent in the rear bumper told me immediately it was Jane. I jogged by the lot and turned down the other side the next building. I came out next to the dumpster; she was parked in front of a room at the back of the motel. After a short spell another familiar car pulled in a few spaces down. Jane and Doug both got out and almost ran into the room on the corner. After waiting five minutes I went over to his unmarked police car and felt around inside the bumper to find his emergency key. I opened the trunk and looked around for the bag I knew he kept. In it were a face shield, arm length rubber gloves and a heavy jacket; among other things. I pulled out the unregistered pistol and checked to be sure it was ready. I used the ice pick in the bag to flatten the tire. An hour later he came back out to find the flat. He never saw me walk up behind him; the rag soaked in either soon had him out cold. I picked him up and took him back into the room, stripped him and handcuffed him to the bed. Jane was still in the shower. When she came out and saw me, she demanded to know what I was doing there. I asked "How long?" "...this is the first time." She replied. I cuffed her to the other bed. He soon began to return to life. The look on his face showed he was shocked that he was caught. It soon turned to a smirk. I asked him the same question "How long?" Through the smirk he told me "...it was shortly after we skinny dipped. I got her cherry the week before I got Junes." I gave him another dose of either. I had dressed in the setup he kept in the trunk of his car. First I put the gun under her chin and pulled the trigger. I then removed the cuffs from his wrists sat him on the side of the bed and wrapped his hand around the pistol. The gun shot was not immediately fatal; he came around just before he died from loss of blood. As he lay dying I thanked him for providing a pistol with a silencer. After I stripped out of his costume I took the bag back to the site I was working at and put it in my trunk. I slipped back in the loading dock of the company and walked into the computer department to do the restart. Two hours later I left and drove to the far side of town and disposed of his things. The clothes were dropped in a donation box, the rest I threw into a drill hole in a construction site. I used a piece of wood to push the dirt in on top of it. I went home and fixed a nice dinner for two and waited for my loving wife to return home. I fell asleep before the news at eleven. The opening story was about a murder suicide at a motel just north of town. You Never Know In the early days of my military career the pay was not very good so many of us took on part time jobs to supplement our military pay. One of the jobs available was working as a bagger at the base commissary. It paid only tips but you could go home every day after working for 4 hours and have an extra 10 or 15 dollars in your pocket. It was set up so active duty, dependents and high school/college kids could all get a chance to work. Adults, like active duty and retirees worked Monday-Friday and the high school and full time college kids worked the weekends with the exception of a guy named Gerry. He was a college student who was the "shift leader" of the afternoon shift which ran 2PM to 6PM, Monday through Friday. Gerry had started working as a bagger when he was 16, and in high school, so he had been there quite a long time and was why he was the "shift leader". I worked with Gerry from time to time and knew from friendly chit-chat that he was a little more than a year older than me (I was 21 and he was 22), he was married to a gal named Lacey and she was 23, had already graduated college and worked as a bank teller in a local bank. Between her salary and what he made at the commissary they were getting by financially as the rest of us. He was due to graduate with his engineering degree, in a few months, and was looking forward to starting his career. Gerry was a nice guy, soft spoken but very conservative and straight laced. He never swore and never took part in hanging with the guys, during those slack periods, where we would quietly tell dirty jokes or make lewd comments about any of the fine looking women who happened to be in the store shopping. So, as it happened, my wife's mother got ill and she flew home to help her grandmother care for her mother. She had been gone about nine or ten days and I was working with Gerry and in our chit-chat I had mentioned that my wife had been gone for over a week and I was getting tired of the "bachelor" life, especially the canned/frozen food meals. Gerry looked at me and said: "Let me call my wife and if it's ok with her you can have dinner with us tonight." I said: "Sounds ok but I don't want to put you guys out or anything." He said: "You won't be putting us out I just need to call my wife and let her know, so she can prepare a little extra food". He went off a few minutes later, called his wife, and when he came back he told me supper would be at 7PM. I agreed and began looking forward to a home cooked meal. I got off work at 6PM and on my way home to shower and change I stopped at the liquor store and picked up a three bottles of wine. I was a little nervous as I had never met Lacey before so I had no idea what she would be like; but I imagined she was conservative and probably very "prim and proper" based upon what I knew of Gerry. When I got to their house Gerry met me at the door, I handed him the wine and he took me to the kitchen and introduced me to Lacey. She was stunning. She had long strawberry-blonde hair, fair skin that looked almost translucent and green eyes. She was about 5'6" tall and was very conservatively dressed and, as I had guessed, appeared very "prim and proper". Her blouse was a button down blouse, with only the top button open, and she was wearing a pair of nice fitting slacks that were not tight nor were they so loose as to look sloppy. I could see she had a nice figure and I estimated she weighed about 115 pounds. I immediately started to imagine how she looked naked and after ten days of no sex I found myself being aroused. I put those thoughts out of my head so as not to be walking around with a hard on. I figured that would be a bit impolite. Lacey was also a good cook. She made roast chicken with all the fixings and for desert she had made a chocolate cake. We drank one of the bottles of wine with dinner and drank the second bottle and started on the third while we played played some three handed hearts. After a couple of hours we were tired. Gerry and Lacey insisted that I not drive home so Lacey made up the couch for me to sleep on. I lay down on the couch and they went to bed. After the meal, the wine and a full day's, work I fell asleep pretty quickly but about an hour later I woke up and needed to use the rest room. As I walked to the bathroom I was going past their bedroom and the door was half open. I could hear Lacey talking and heard her saying: "You have been a bad boy, which is why you are being punished". I then heard Gerry say: "I have been punished enough, please let me cum." The room was dimly lit and even though I knew I shouldn't stop and look in, I did anyway. There on the bed was Gerry. His hands were tied above his head to the headboard and his legs were tied, spread eagled, to the foot of the bed and he was blindfolded. I could plainly see Lacey bending over the foot of the bed and was now giving Gerry a blow job, nice and slow. Of course, they were both naked and Lacey looked even better naked than I imagined. My cock immediately got rock hard and all thoughts of going to the bathroom ended. Gerry began to moan and Lacey immediately stopped sucking his cock and gave it a playful slap saying: "Not yet bad boy, you still need to be punished". I heard him groan but I knew what she was doing. She was bringing him almost to orgasm and then stopping. Although it is not serious punishment it does cause a serious aching in the balls, something referred to as blue balls, but when this is done to a man the resulting orgasm is worth the punishment because so much cum builds up it almost explodes out of the cock, when the man finally cums, making the orgasm even more intense from the build-up of pressure. After about a minute Lacey started jacking on Gerry's cock talking trash to him. Suddenly her head turned and she was looking directly at me. I don't know if she sensed my presence or I made a noise but she was looking right at me and then her gaze fell down to the now obvious bulge in my pants. I thought I was sunk. I was transfixed by what I had been watching but I thought, for sure, she was going to scream and Gerry would wind up trying to kick my ass. Surprisingly, that did not happen. Instead she put her index finger to her lips indicating to me to be quiet. She then spoke some more trash to Gerry and then looked back at me. She pointed at me and then pointed at her butt, only she had this mischievous smile on her beautiful face. I must have gotten a perplexed look on my face so she again pointed at me, then pointed at her butt and then got her feet under her, making her now stand as she bent over towards Gerry's cock instead of kneeling on the floor while working his cock. She took her hand and put it between her legs and stuck her finger into that pretty cunt of hers. I then figured out the hand signals. She wanted me to come in there and at least finger fuck her. I slowly entered the room and she once again indicated for me to be quiet. I walked over to her and quietly inserted two fingers into her. Her cunt was very wet so I knew that what she was doing was exciting her. She was still talking trash to Jerry but when I stuck my fingers in her voice caught in her throat momentarily. Jerry heard it. He said: "What's wrong?" Lacey replied: "Nothing, just a small burp." Then she started sucking on Gerry's cock again. He started moaning again and she stopped, giving his balls a little slap, once again stopping him from cumming. Gerry began pleading again, begging for her to let him cum, she refused and talked more trash to him. I then stopped finger fucking her and got down on my knees, between her legs, so I could eat that beautiful pussy of hers. I just had to get a taste of her. As I stuck my tongue in her pussy and tasted her juices her voice caught again and she once again apologized for the burp to Gerry. After a few minutes of me licking her sweet tasting cunt and swollen clit her hand came back and tapped me on the top of my head. When I looked up at her she mouthed the words "fuck me" to me. I stood up and carefully and quietly got out of my clothes. I walked over to her and placed the tip of my cock against her slit and slowly pushed my way in. She turned and again signaled that I had to be quiet so I just slowly fucked her, pushing my cock all the way in and then pulling it almost all the way out, only doing it slowly and quietly. It then occurred to me that Lacey was cheating with me, right in front of Gerry and he didn't even know it. On top of that, here was this seemingly conservative woman acting like a common slut, fucking and sucking two guys at the same time. I was so turned on by this I thought my cock was going to explode, as hard as it had gotten, and on top of that, what my body was telling me to do was to start slamming my cock into her, but I had to maintain control and fuck her slowly and quietly, if I didn't want to spoil this. She was again sucking Gerry and he again started moaning and again she stopped just before he came. He again started begging her saying: "Please let me cum, I will be a good boy, just don't punish me anymore, I really need to cum". She replied: "You haven't been punished quite enough yet but a little while longer and I think I will have punished you enough". In the meantime I was still slowly fucking her and I was close to cumming myself and so was she. I felt her legs start to shake and when I pushed in again she slowly pushed back. I pushed in even harder and grabbed her hips pulling her into me and that is when my cock burst inside of her hot cunt filling her with my jism. Her legs shook even more and I saw her shaking her head back and forth as an orgasm racked her body. I had never had to be so quiet before while I was cumming and that made the orgasm even more intense and coupling that with the fact that I had not had any sex in 10 days made for my orgasm to be even more explosive. It felt like my orgasm went on for 5 minutes as my cock throbbed and pumped inside of her. When my orgasm finally subsided I pulled out of Lacey and could see the mixture of hers and my juices beginning to leak out of her. She quickly moved up on the bed and climbed onto Gerry's cock. As she started to ride Gerry's cock I heard her say to Gerry: "You've been punished enough. You can cum now". He then replied: "Oh yes, but you must be really turned on too. You are so wet." She replied: "Yes, I am really hot, and I need for you to make me cum by feeling you cum inside of me". With that she started riding him even harder and in a few strokes she was having another orgasm and he started cumming too, pushing his cock up into her as she was riding it down and as he came he was screaming and grunting saying he was cumming. I stood there and watched, feeling myself getting hard again and I could see the mixture of Gerry's load of cum mixed with my load of cum mixed with Lacey's juices now flowing freely out of Lacey, down Gerry's cock, over his balls and puddling onto the bed. Lacey turned and looked at me, and once again indicating to me to be quiet, motioned to me to get out of the room. I nodded my head, quickly picked up my clothes and quietly left the room. I went on to the bathroom and peed a "river", got dressed and headed back to the sofa. Their door was still open and as I approached the room I could hear they were fucking again. I looked in quickly and saw Gerry hammering away at Lacey for all that he was worth. As I passed the room I could hear Lacey moaning out and telling Gerry that she was cumming and to fuck her harder. I went on to the sofa and laid back down but was having difficulty falling asleep as I again had a huge erection, only now I had nothing to use it on. I laid there awake and I finally heard Gerry having another orgasm before everything quieted down. After about 15 minutes I saw Lacey come out into the room in her robe. She went over to the table, grabbed the bottle of wine, we had left there, and two glasses. As she turned to head back to their room she looked at me and gave me that mischievous smile of hers as she disappeared down the hallway. I must have dozed off because the next thing I remember is feeling someone's breath on my face and someone rubbing my cock through my pants. I opened my eyes and there was Lacey, her face only about an inch from mine and her hand busily massaging my cock, which was hard again, through my pants. I said to her, in a loud whisper: "Are you crazy? Gerry is going to wake up and come out here and kill us both." She got that same smile I had seen earlier and she replied: "Don't worry about Gerry. I took one of my migraine capsules the doctor prescribes for me and dissolved it in Gerry's wine I gave him a little while ago. I don't know if those pills get rid of the pain but I do know they knock me out for at least eight hours after taking one and when I wake up my headache is gone. Gerry is going to be out for at least eight hours. So don't worry." With that she opened my pants, pulled out my cock and started stroking it. I reached into her robe and started fondling her tits and gently pinching her nipples. I reached down and began fingering her cunt with one hand while rubbing her tits with my other hand. I leaned closer and we locked lips and tongue wrestled. After a little while I opened up her robe and pushed it off of her. I stood up and pushed her down on the couch with her butt right on the edge of the couch giving me unrestricted access to that fine pussy of hers. I took off my clothes and got down and started eating her pussy while reaching up and massaging her tits. Although she had cleaned up a bit her pussy still tasted of cum but that just turned me on even more. I was sticking my tongue as deeply into her as I could and licked and sucked on her pussy and clit. I could hear her breathing increase and she then threw her legs over my shoulders and locked my head between her thighs, at the same time she started grinding her pelvis into my face. I figured she was getting ready to cum again and I wasn't wrong. She grabbed my head with both hands pulling my face into her even harder as I licked and sucked her pussy and clit, drinking her juices as they were now flowing freely. She started bucking her hips up and down and, even though her thighs were covering my ears, I could hear her moans as she orgasmed. When her orgasm subsided, she pulled her legs off my shoulders and she sad to me: "Fuck me, fuck me now! I need you to fuck me I need to feel your cock inside of me." With that I moved up and slammed my swollen cock into her, for the second time that night, only now I wasn't slow or quiet about it. I pumped her hard and fast. She moaned and thrust her hips up to meet my thrusts in. She then looked at me saying: "Don't stop. Fuck me harder! I am getting ready to cum again." So, I increased my pace and fucked her even harder and she started to cum. That put me over as well and I, once again, began filling her cunt with my jism as my cock throbbed and spurt over and over Inside of her. After pulling out of her I climbed onto the couch next to her and she moved up next to me. She started telling me that she had not always been the "prim and proper" woman she now portrayed. She related that she was sexually active since she was about sixteen and got even more active in college. A life she said Gerry knew nothing about. As she is talking to me she grabs my cock and starts rubbing it and at the same time she starts rubbing her pussy with her other hand. She goes on to tell me that she fucked like crazy in college and even fucked the whole basketball team (22 guys) in one session, on the mats in the wrestling room. She said the guys all came in her pussy at least twice, more than half of them came in her mouth at least once and all of them had given her a cum shower that night. She said when they were done she was sitting in a huge puddle of cum and just about every inch of her was covered with jism. She also said: "I don't know how many orgasms I had. It felt like as soon as one ended the next one began in a long string of continuous orgasms". I said: "I sure would have loved to have seen and been there for that. It sounds so hot." As my cock started getting harder and she was getting herself more turned on she went on to tell me that when she and Gerry do have sex it is always good but they don't have sex enough. She said: "When she got home at 3 every day she knew Gerry won't be home until after 6. She was usually so horny that she had to masturbate and make herself cum, sometimes 4 or 5 times, before Gerry gets home." She also said: "I have never fucked around on Gerry before and I do not know what came over me tonight but, when I saw you watching us, I got so turned on I had to have your cock." Then she said something funny, she said: "Even though Gerry and I fucked long before we got married he thought I was a virgin because I let him fuck me while I was on my period and the blood made him think I was a virgin and I didn't tell him any different." (It's funny how women can so easily manipulate a man.) My cock was now rock hard again and she slipped down and started to give me the most delicious blow job. She was licking the bottom of the shaft, sucking on the end and then slowly sliding me into and out of her mouth giving me a great mouth fuck. At the same time she was busily fingering herself and I could tell by her breathing she was getting ready to cum again. Pretty soon she was cumming and her screams were muffled by the fact her mouth was filled by my cock. She finished having her orgasm and my orgasm was about to start but as I started cumming she reached up and grabbed my cock at the base, squeezing it as hard as she could. She then took her other hand and shoved a finger up my ass and began massaging my prostate gland. The pressure build up was tremendous and then she suddenly pulled off of me and let my cock go. I have never ejaculated with such force before. The first pump shot my jism out of my cock and it hit her on the upper chest spreading all over it and down over her tits. She took my cock in her mouth again and sucked on it while still massaging my prostate gland. She sucked down every other drop I pumped and she forced out. I eventually had to stop her because I was going into sensory overload. She took her hand and scooped the cum, from her chest and tits, and then licked her hand clean. She climbed up again and we shared a salty, cum kiss, when we suddenly realized it was starting to get light out. We stopped kissing and she grabbed her robe and put it on saying: "I better go get cleaned up before Gerry wakes up. I didn't realize it had gotten so late. Time sure flies when you're having fun and I know I sure had fun." I replied that: "I had fun too." With that she turned and disappeared down the hall. I stood up and got dressed and when I looked around I could see we had stained up the sheet and blanket Lacey had put out on the couch for me. I didn't want to leave any evidence for Gerry to find so I gathered up the sheet and blanket and after removing the pillow case from the pillow stuffed them into it and then took it to the laundry room. I then grabbed a wash cloth and wiped down the couch, which was thankfully vinyl to further eliminate any traces of our activities. I was getting ready to leave when Lacey came out from the back of the house, freshly showered, and she smelled good , even from across the room. She said: "You're not leaving are you? I answered saying: "I don't want to over stay my welcome." She then said: "Well at least let me make you some breakfast" but ignoring my protests she put on a pot of coffee and whipped up some scrambled eggs and toast. We sat and ate the breakfast and were drinking the coffee making small talk when she got up and ran to the back of the house. She was back in less than a minute and was looking at me, over her cup of coffee with that same mischievous look in her eyes. You Never Know She put down her cup and then said to me: "Gerry is going to be out for at least two more hours and I have to have you at least one more time". With that I felt her foot come up into my lap and begin massaging my cock getting it to harden once again. She then stood up, walked over to me and let her robe drop to the floor. Pulling me to my feet she removed my shirt and dropped my pants and then went down to her knees and began sucking my cock bringing it to a full erection. She stood up, pushed be back down into my chair and then mounted my cock, letting it slip inside her again. She then started riding my cock with such intensity that I had not seen in her before. Within a few minutes she was cumming and planting her mouth on my upper chest she started sucking on me and screamed as her orgasm racked her body. She released her sucker grip from my chest and she once again began riding my still hard cock as if there was no tomorrow. She started cumming again and once again started sucking on my upper chest as her orgasm ripped through her. She then stopped and slowly ground her pussy on my hard cock and that was when she kissed me. Giving me one of the most passionate kisses I have ever experienced and at the same time she now rode my stiff rod slowly and sensually up and down starting to bring me to my own orgasm. Within a few minutes I was cumming once again pumping more of my hot jism into that sweet cunt of hers only this time it was a little different. We weren't just fucking we were making love and she came again as I was cumming with our mouths together and tongues entwined. We finished and pulled apart from each other and I then laughed telling her she needed to clean up again. She told me: "I'm just going to go lie next to Gerry and when he wakes up give him sloppy seconds again". With that she left. I cleaned the chair, finished dressing and then left. It just goes to show you looks are deceiving.