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A Titillating Tale

By: MKvDeepSea



I encourage comments as I am still learning. If there is enough interest, this is just one of the stories from a project I titled "I Tell Tales About My Wife's Busy Little Tail". Thanks!




At my wife's request we opened our marriage in the mid 1970's. We were in our mid-twenties. Billie, my wife, had returned to college as an art major with the Pell Grant and a work-study program. She also earned extra money modeling nude for the life drawing classes. I had re-enlisted in the military. 

Before we opened our marriage both of us had often hinted around about our infidelities, but we had never discussed them. It was titillating to know that the other had played around but we didn't know how to act on the knowledge. We were young and dumb.

When we opened our marriage we shared our tales. We were a bit awkward at first but realized there would be no accusations made by either of us. There was however an awakening that proved to be very exciting. Our love for each other was now even deeper.

Our stories were such a turn on that we decided to use each other's tales of infidelity as part of our foreplay. It became obvious that Billie was much more successful at getting laid than I was. Then again, she was an attractive, hot young woman, modeling nude in college full of hot young men.

Billie had never smoked, drank or experimented with or used any form of drugs. She was really into staying physically fit and healthy. She had become a vegetarian and I followed suit shortly afterward. 

She was very attractive; a tanned and buffed little hard body. When we opened our marriage she was twenty-four years old, five feet three inches tall and weighed one hundred-eight pounds. She had long brown hair, big brown eyes and a tight little figure (34-23-33). 

Her breasts had smallish areolas, sassy up-turned nipples and were a little more than a handful. She kept her pubic hair trimmed short and her labia shaved smooth. Forty years later, she still has a wonderful tight, hard body.

My wife has always had an energetic, happy, outgoing and warm personality. When combined with her exhibitionism it made for some wild times. She loved to dance and preferred to dance nude whenever possible, even if she was the only one nude. She also loved sex, and, as it turned out... she loved lots of sex.

One weekend when I was able to make it home I found that we had been invited to one of her girlfriend's beach house for a party. Jenny, the hostess had invited Billie to past parties. She knew Billie was uninhibited and would probably get naked. She also knew Billie could be easily led astray, usually into other activities. 

Billie typically did end up dancing nude at Jenny's parties and this had often led into the other activities. My wife had told me about these other activities and she had definitely had fun... so did a number of guys. She told me she had been very well fucked, several times, by different guys.

When we arrived at the party; Billie was dressed, as was her custom, in a little sundress, sandals, her wedding ring and nothing else. I was wearing a pair of Ocean Pacific shorts, a chambray shirt and boat shoes. Like Billie I was sans skivvies.

I was introduced to a number of people. A few of the guys were a little nervous when they found out who I was. A few of the females grinned, they knew Billie.

As we circulated around the party I would point at a guy and teasingly ask her, "Did you do him?" There were more than a time or two when she would giggle and acknowledge that she in fact had.

While we were slow dancing I noticed one guy in particular watching Billie. I was pretty sure that he was getting an eye full as her little dress had ridden up exposing her bare bottom. As we turned I told her about her admirer. 

She looked around and when she saw who it was she said, "Oh, him! He's seen it and he's had it. He's the grad student that I told you about."

The grad student was the guy she had fucked the weekend before she asked me if we could open our marriage. This tryst had opened the discussion about both of our fun times with others. It also led into a very torrid, weekend long fuck session.

As we continued to dance I stage whispered, "Oh yeah! You fucked him one time just before we opened our marriage." This started a strange and titillating conversation.

"No... I fucked him several times."

"What? I thought you'd only fucked him once."

"No, I fucked him... oh, I'd say at least five times."

"Five times? I thought he was the guy that had purchased you a bikini and then started making out with you. You ended up naked and getting fucked. You said you were enjoying it. Then you saw your wedding ring and made him stop...

"Yes, that's right and then I gave him a blowjob because I felt guilty. Then we talked for a while and I fell a sleep. He cuddled me and got another hard on so he started fingering me. It felt so good! He then slipped his cock into me from behind...

"And as you told me, since it felt so good you didn't stop him and he came in you."

"Right."

"So you only had sex with him one time, right?"

"Right."

"So why did you say you'd fucked him at least five times?"

"Because, I did."

"But you just told me you'd only had sex with him once."

"That's right. I only had sex with him once, but I fucked him five times. See?"

"Huh... no."

"He started to fuck me once and I stopped him. A little later he slipped his cock into me from behind while we were lying in the spoon position. It felt really good so I didn't stop him. After he came I felt guilty about fucking him, so he pulled me to him and held me.

"While holding me he got another really nice hard on. It looked really hard so I thought 'what the hell, I've already fucked him once... why not?' and I got on top and guided him into my pussy. He gave me another nice fucking. 

"Then we took a shower and went out to eat. It really turned him on to know that all I was wearing was my sundress. He kept feeling me up and fingering me. Other people were watching and it felt so naughty I decided to do him again.

"We came back and started making out. I sucked his cock until he was really hard and he fucked me for the third time. He then cuddled me and I started stroking him. As he started to get hard I took his cock back in mouth and really worked him.

"He flipped me onto my back, spread my legs and fucked me again! After he came we lay there with his cock still buried in me and we fell asleep. Sometime during the night he slipped out but was ready to go again in the morning.

"We took a shower together and then he had a quick breakfast while I sucked his cock. He got a really nice boner and took me by my hand and led me to the bed. He pushed me down on all fours and mounted me from behind and fucked me doggy style.

"When he was done I slipped on my dress and came home to wait for your phone call. So... I only had sex with him that one time... but I fucked him... I think, five times. See?"

"I think I got it. You only had sex with him once. But while having sex with him you fucked him five times."

"Right."

"But you also gave him... what... four blowjobs?"

"No, just one."

"But you said you sucked his cock, what... four times?"

"Yeah... something like that... three or possibly four times."

"So a blowjob is different than sucking his cock?"

"Yeah! Duh! A blowjob is when I suck a cock and the guy comes in my mouth and I swallow it. Sucking a cock without a guy coming is just foreplay. So I gave him one blowjob, he came in my mouth and I swallowed it. I also sucked his cock a number of times to get him good and hard so he could fuck me." 

The song was over so we went onto the back deck to continue this titillating conversation. I pulled her close and held her. I told her, "Your logic is weird but what turn on!"

Her little dress was hiked up. Her little puss was totally exposed. I cupped her; she was soaked. She reached down and started playing with my raging hard on.

As I looked in her eyes she had a mischievous glint and a small naughty smile. "What?"

"God, you're so easy to mess with when you have a hard on!"

"What? You didn't have sex with him and fuck him five times? You didn't suck his cock or give him a blowjob?"

"Oh, I did all that... but, honey, sex is fucking and fucking is sex. A blowjob is sucking his cock or sucking his cock is a blowjob. I'm just messing with you. I spent the afternoon and that night fucking and sucking him... but... just that one time."

"Oh."

I stepped back and stripped her dress off leaving her nude. She reached down and worked her hand up under my short's leg and pulled my cock out. While stroking me a topless young woman, in just a pair of bikini panties came over and started watching us. 

This honey said, "Oh, hi Billie! Are you going to put out like you did at the last party?" She saw my cock and paused, then exclaimed, "Oh! That's a nice one! You'll enjoy doing that one!" Giggling she then asked, "Wanna share it?"

I looked at this cutie and asked her, "What did she do at the last party?"

This near nude nymph laughed and said, "Oh, man! At one point she had one guy..."

Billie interrupted and said, "Leigh... this is my husband."

Leigh blushed a bright red from her nipples all the way up to her forehead, she stammered, "Oh...oh... Billie... I'm so sorry! I... I hope I haven't... God... I'm so sorry!"

I told her, "Don't worry, we have an open marriage. She can fuck who she wants and I can fuck who I want. But, Billie is... well... promiscuous." 

Billie stood up straight and laughingly said, "I am not! I only fucked... let me think... oh... well... I... I think... damn it, you're right. I've been...well... I reckon a little tramp since we opened our marriage, haven't I?"

I looked at her and said, "Sweetheart, you went hog-wild! You fucked three guys the first week we opened our marriage and several the next week. You fucked two just hours before I got home this weekend and we've basically just opened our marriage!"

Leigh looked at her with wide eyes and blurted out, "Oh man! That was after the last party? That was, what, a month ago? I remember...you were on your knees with one guy behind you... you must of fuc... oh... huh... okay... I'll just shut up for now."

Grinning, Billie had held a finger up to her lips and shushed her.

Then giggling, Billie said, "Okay, Leigh, you're right...and honey, I've told you about Jenny's parties, at least... most of them. And, yes, there have been a few guys before we opened our marriage but just a few. You do realize it's all your fault."

"My fault? How do you figure that?"

Billie pulled my left hand to her breast. Her eyes twinkled with merriment as she looked up at me, "I was horny and you weren't there... and... you said I could fuck whoever I wanted... and... I wanted them. So I fucked them... and... it's all your fault... BUT... I do so deeply love you."

"And I love you... and your busy little tail. Okay... now... what's this about the last party?"

Billie, blushing, grinned and told me, "That's a tale for another time." A fast dance song started and she led me by my cock to the dance floor. Oh, I love this woman! 

There were now several people dancing either nude or semi-nude. Others were openly fucking. Leigh came up and whispered something in Billie's ear. Billie grinned and guided Leigh's hand to my cock. Things were looking and feeling really good!

The smell of raw sex was in the air and the night was young. Leigh dropped to her knees and demonstrated her oral skills, and oh, she was good. A new tale was in the making...

A Titillating Tale Ch. 02



I hope everyone enjoys the second tale. As always comment/feedback is welcome. MKvDeepSea





It was the sound of a soft, rhythmic whimper that woke me. I blinked sleep out of my eyes trying to make sense of where I was. Eventually, I remembered, I was at a beach house party my wife and I had attended. It had turned into an orgy.

I was lying on my back. Billie, my wife, was on her left side with her head resting on my right shoulder. Her sleep warm, nude body was pressed against me with her right leg thrown over my right hip. The funky odor of stale sex lingered in the air.

The source of the rhythmic whimper was a lithe blonde on her hands and knees. Her partner was behind her holding her by her hips and thrusting to a steady beat. Her breasts had a mesmerizing metronomic beat as they swayed in rhythm to his repeated thrusts. 

Wetting a finger I reached over and traced a circle around the nipple of her left breast. She looked down at my hand and then looked at me with beautiful ice blue eyes, a sexy wink, the pink tip of a wet tongue and a warm inviting smile.

Billie stirred and stretched. She gave me a sleepy smile and said good morning to the blonde. Never breaking her rhythm this blue-eyed minx returned our morning greeting. I smiled and a shrugged my shoulders and told her, "Maybe next time."

We got up and I followed Billie into the bathroom. We showered and then wandered around the house, stepping over nude bodies, some still tangled in post sex slumber, looking for our clothes. We dressed, wished those awake a goodbye and left.

As we drove back to our apartment we talked about what a great time we'd had. I asked Billie if she had been good, naughty, bad or wicked. These were code words we used to playfully describe her various sexual activities.

If she had been good she had done nothing but possibly made out with someone. In all likelihood she would have been naked when she made out with them, but, hey, that's Billie. If she'd been naughty then there was some heavy petting involved and, perhaps, some oral sex. If she's been bad then she'd fucked someone.

Now if she told me she'd been wicked it meant she'd fucked more than one guy within a short period of time. It was unusual that Billie was good. She was sometimes naughty, usually bad, but she was just as often wicked. 

Her response to my question surprised me this time. She smiled and said, "Well, I was naughty a couple of times, but I was only bad once."

"What? Not wicked?"

"Nope."

"Well... who did you fuck?"

"Just you."

"Just me? Why?"

"I was getting off watching you get off with the other girls. You made quite an impression with them; impressed me, too. Pissed off a couple of guys though."

"Well hell. Who did you get naughty with?"

"Thomas and some other guy."

Thomas was one of the first to fuck Billie after we had opened our marriage. I was to find out later he was also one of the ones to have fucked her prior to our opening our marriage. He was also to become one of her fuck buddies until she graduated.

"You didn't want to fuck them?"

"No. I was more interested in watching you. I sucked their cocks some, but finished them by jerking them off."

When we got home I had to start getting ready to return to my military base. I hate this part of the weekends. The sad look in Billie's eyes would always be heart rendering.

As I prepared to leave I held her close and asked, "Are you going to be a good girl this next couple of weeks?"

"I doubt it."

"Are you planning on getting laid?"

She laughed and responded, "Oh... not really... but... Thomas or Steve will probably be over."

"I know Thomas... who's Steve?"

"The runner, he's in one of my art classes. I told you about him."

"Oh yeah. He was your third... lover wasn't he? You will tell me about it... right?"

"Yes, he was the third guy that I had sex with after we opened our marriage... and yes, I'll tell you if anything happens with either of them... both of them... or... anyone else."

"Will you tell me about the other beach house party that you alluded to last night?"

Billie giggled and asked, "Which one?"

"The one you and Leigh were talking about. The one before we opened our marriage. It sounded like you were very wicked."

Again a giggle, "And, I asked, which one?"

"Huh... there was more than one?"

"I'm just messing with you. Yes, I'll tell you about it. Honey, I've told you about most of them."

"Most of them?"

She laughed, "A girl has to have some secrets."

I was laughing by then. I hugged her tight, kissed her goodbye and left for the base. In the rearview mirror, I watched her standing there, alone, watching me as I drove off. Damn! I hated this! She had just one more year of school. 

    ***

It was two weeks before I was able to make it back home. I arrived in the late afternoon; Billie was ecstatic. She met me at the door wearing just a little sundress. She leaped into my arms wrapping her legs around my waist. Oh, she smelled so good: soap, shampoo and her own special fragrance, her tight body wiggling in my arms.

With my hands cupping her bare bottom I carried her to the bedroom. She squirmed out of my arms and pushed me down onto the bed. She straddled me and knee walked up my body until her freshly trimmed and shaven twat was in my face.

Her fragrance was intoxicating. I nuzzled her moist little cleft and kissed her love bud. She spun around and unfastened my trousers to gain access to my hard on. The two of us happily applied tongues and lips to the other's appropriate parts. 

Oral sex isn't Billie's favorite thing. She prefers a hard cock in her pussy to a slimy tongue any day, but she doesn't mind it as part of foreplay. Once she was satisfied that everything was slick enough she finished stripping me of my clothes and climbed on board.

Billie was hot, wet and tight. She is strong and knows how to use her muscles. As I thrust up into her she would relax to take it deep, as I pull back she would clamp down... hard. There is nothing in this world like sex with a physically fit, strong woman. 

Her face was snuggled into my neck, her arms wrapped around my head, her butt wiggling; her legs locked around mine... no wonder I came so soon. This set her off. 

As we lay there in each other's arms, murmuring soft noises, I thought, "Man oh man, how I do love this woman!"

After we got our breath back I asked her, "Well, have you been a good, naughty, bad or wicked girl this past two weeks?"

The little minx wiggled her tight little ass, contracted her pussy muscles around my cock, giggled and said, "Yes."

"Just... yes?"

Slowly undulating, her face buried between my neck and my shoulder she said, "I'll put it like this, yes I've been a good girl, I was also naughty, I've been very bad and probably, what may be considered extremely wicked."

Laughing at my expression she pressed on, "But do you want to hear about that or about the beach house party?" 

Her body was speaking louder than her words, so I flipped her onto her back and started really plowing her. She locked her legs around mine and put as much into it as I was. 

Panting in my ear she asked, "Beach house... or how truly wicked I was this past two weeks?"

"B...b...both?"

"Not... right... n... now, one... or the... oh jeezus... one or... the... other!"

We peaked together. After we caught our breath we separated. I pulled her into spoon position and snuggled up to her rump. I buried my face in the nape of her neck. Her special just fucked aroma was like an aphrodisiac to me. I was getting hard again.

As I held her and caressed her, I implored her, "Please, tell me about the beach house party and maybe later you can tell me about your wicked two weeks."

Her little body was still squirming as she replied, "I wasn't wicked the full two weeks. I was actually a good girl for most of it. Besides, I'm... a little embarrassed about the beach house party."

Snuggling to her I asked, "What's there to be embarrassed about? We've had an open marriage for what, about two months now? And... I've watched you with other guys. So tell me about the beach house"

"I'm embarrassed because the beach house was before we opened our marriage. I know I should've told you and I know you would have understood. But... all right... where do you want me to start?"

"At the beginning. From what Leigh was saying it sounded like you'd had a threesome or possibly a gangbang, did you?" 

"You remembered that?" 

"Well, of course. You said there were some tales about your little tail that happened before we opened our marriage and you were going to tell me about them. I'd like you to tell me about the beach house."

"Oh shit... It wasn't exactly a threesome... it was more like... a..."

"Gangbang?" 

Billie blushed and said, "NO! I'd lost a bet with Jenny."

Ahh, yes, that figures... As I'd found out, Jenny had led Billie astray before. She had discovered Billie's propensity for getting naked and dancing. She also discovered Billie's love for sex.

She had introduced Billie to the grad student that had been one of Billie's sexcapades and apparently, there were more. It seems that Jenny had easily led Billie into other scenarios with similar out...cums.

I sat up and looked at Billie and loved what I was seeing. I looked into her eyes. There was a mischievous glint in them. She was still blushing. Billie dampened her lips with the tip of her tongue. Her nipples were hard. I stroked them.

"What was the bet?" I managed to croak.

"If I won, we got to use her beach house on any long weekend of our choice. That would have been for a Friday, Saturday, Sunday and a Monday."

"If you lost?"

Billie giggled, squirming in my arms, she told me, "I would have to go to one of her beach house parties, help her set up, host it and... I was to be nude the whole time."

I laughed. "That's nothing new; you're always getting naked at parties, whether I'm there or not. So, who'd you fuck and how did it turn into a threesome... or ... was it really a gangbang?"

She was enjoying telling the story now, and she was finding it exciting to re-live it. We moved so we were lying on our sides facing one another.

Billie exclaimed, "It wasn't exactly 'a' threesome and, as I've said, it wasn't a gangbang! Well... okay... it was a threesome... but not like you think!"

"Please, do tell."

So Billie fleshed out the details. As she had told me she had lost the bet. The party was the weekend prior to her sexual escapade with the grad student.

She had arrived at the beach house early to help set up and had immediately stripped naked as the bet required. 

Billie told me, "I really didn't mind losing. It was exciting to think about being naked at the party with all those people. I was looking forward to it!"

"What time did you get there?"

"About 3:00 in the afternoon."

"You got naked immediately?"

"Well... yeah... that was part of the bet."

"Oh... just part of the bet? Okay, who all was there?"

"Jenny, her boyfriend and me."

"Were they naked?"

"No."

"Go on..."

"We set up and then I got to lie in the sun for about an hour. Then I took a shower to get ready for the party."

"Oh... sun tanning nude, then a shower; did you put on your moisturizer?"

"Well... yeah."

"Did you trim up your little puss?"

"Yeah... I shaved it too."

"It made you horny, didn't it?"

Billie grinned, "Oh yes! Very!"

I stroked her breast, "You knew you were going to get fucked didn't you? Or, at the very least you were hoping on getting fucked, weren't you?"

She smiled as she remembered the party and answered in a soft voice, "It's possible... well... yeah... I knew it was going to happen." Then, "It was the other part of the bet."

"What was 'the other part of the bet.'?"

"That I'd have sex with one of the guys at the party."

I hugged her and whispered into her ear, "Tell me about it."

"Well, there were more guys than girls, as usual, and I was the only one naked. I danced a lot. All the guys wanted to dance with me, especially to the slow songs."

She was getting turned on as she recalled the party, she said, "I really liked the slow dances. It was, nice... nice to be held... and... and touched." 

Laughing and interrupting again I replied, "Oh? In other words, you were felt up a number of times. I wonder why?"

Smiling, Billie continued, "Most of the guys seemed more interested in just dancing with a naked chic than anything else; but a few were brave enough to caress me... to touch me. Oh... it felt so very good."

Teasingly, I caressed her breasts and tweaked her nipples. I then ran a finger up and down her wet little cleft, "Like this?" I asked.

She shivered, "Oh yesss! It felt so good! Later, I went out onto the deck to cool off and get some fresh air. I was leaning on the deck railing and talking to one of the guys that I had danced with."

Once again, I interrupted her and whispered in her ear, "Were you thinking of fucking him?"

"Maybe not him, but he was definitely a candidate. He was cute... and nice"

"If Jenny was watching, she was probably hoping you'd fuck him."

"She was. She told me later that she wanted me to not only fuck someone but also do a gangbang so it would hopefully turn into an orgy."

Holding her tight and nuzzling her neck, whispering, "What happened next?" 

Wiggling in my arms she said, "Somebody had raked the sand below the deck earlier and had not put the rake back where it belonged. It had been placed on the deck with the tongs up. One of the other partygoers stepped on the tongs and sent the handle flying up. 

"The guy I was talking to happened to be standing over the handle; his nuts got walloped pretty hard. It was a solid hit. The poor guy doubled over and went down.

"I helped him to a lounger and asked someone to get some ice. I unfastened the guy's pants and pulled them down. Someone handed me a plastic bag of ice wrapped in a washcloth. 

"I lifted up his cock and placed the bag of ice on his nuts."

Apparently it didn't go unnoticed the tanned, little hard bodied, nude babe was giving a half naked man first aid to a set of injured nuts. 

Billie asked the guy "Is there anything else that I can do to make it feel better?"

The guy was slightly hurt, not dead. Billie had not realized she was still holding his cock in her hand and had started to gently stroke it. 

Our injured hero smiled through his pain and told Billie, "It would make it feel better, if you kissed it."

Billie heard the other partygoers chanting, "Kiss it, kiss it, kiss it!" 

As the chant got louder Billie became aware of how ludicrous it must look. She was naked, on her knees, stroking a guy's cock and asking how she could make it feel better!

"I got the giggles. Then I smiled up at the guy and I leaned down and I kissed his injured nuts. He had a very nice scent." 

I thought, "Huh oh, she liked his scent!" Billie loves the musky scent of a man's cock and balls. It thrills her to nuzzle a guy's pubic hair and rub his cock on her face while fondling his nuts. My "huh oh" was right on the money.

"His cock grew in my hand and a little drop of pre-come appeared, I couldn't resist, I took the head into my mouth and started softly sucking on it. Then I started working it with both hands"

She was giggling as she told me, "I wanted to work the stiffness out. I played with his balls with one hand and started stroking him with the other. I kept nibbling at the head. His juice tasted pretty good. I really like the way he smelled. Once in a while I'd suck him in deep.

"Someone came up behind me and gently stroked my butt. It felt so good I wiggled to let them know I wasn't objecting to what they were doing. Whoever it was knelt down and used their knees to spread mine further open. I was already pretty exposed.

"Then he reached around my hips and started tickling me on my pubes. He went up my belly to my breasts and tugged on my nipples. He came around and down my sides to my thighs. When he reached my knees he traced his fingers behind my knees and up the insides of my thighs.

"Damn it felt good! I stopped sucking the other guy and buried my face in his pubes. Oh, it felt good to be touched like that! When he got to my bottom he tickled me up and down my butt crack; then he circled around my hips and dropped his hand to my pussy.

"That's when he cupped me! The bastard then started using one finger to tickle it through my slit and softly caress my tickie spot! I thought I'd faint it felt so good! Then he slipped a finger into me! I knew right then and there that I was going to let him fuck me.

"The guy I'd been sucking moaned and nudged me to get me back to his cock. I started back working on him."

Breathlessly I asked her, "Was the other guy fucking you yet?"

"No, the son-of-a-bitch kept teasing me! He was exploring my puss thoroughly. He'd use one finger and then two. Once in a while he'd nudge my clitty. He was good.

"I had my legs spread as far open as I could get them and my butt was hiked up in the air, but he kept teasing me. I was humping his hand and he still kept teasing me!"

"What about the other guy?"

She looked a little confused, "What other guy?"

"The guy you were sucking."

"Oh... him... huh... yeah, I was still working on him. I was pretty distracted though. Finally the guy behind me started rubbing what felt like a thick, meaty cockhead up and down my pussy. When he finally started to work it in I stopped working on the other guy, I couldn't breathe!

"My butt was arched up. Damn it felt wicked! I became aware there were several people watching! It was such a turn on! The sun was setting and there was a soft glow over everything! And there I was on a deck, on the beach, bare-assed naked with a bunch of people watching me getting fucked!

"I went back to work on the guy I was blowing. Now I was worshipping his cock, like it was a god. He was holding my head by then and starting to thrust so I knew he was close. I sucked him down as deep as I could and as hard as I could. He came; had a pretty good size load, too."

"And then?"

"He got up. I laid my head down on the cushion to let the guy fucking me, have me in anyway he wanted. Whoever he was, he was fucking me damned good! It felt good to be fucked so deep! I was hoping he would last a long, long time.

"I was lost in the sensation. He'd power in and I'd arch my butt up to get it in as deep as I could. As he pulled out I'd clamp down on him as hard as I could. He'd draw it out so slow!

Kissing her, I asked, "So that's the threesome you were embarrassed about telling me?" 

"I said it wasn't exactly 'a' threesome. After he came, I did two more guys..."

"Oh..." 

"Someone else sat down on the lounger and I was looking at another hard cock. It was a rather nice looking dick. I figured what the hell, in for a penny in for a pound. I went to work on it, nibbling on the head and then sucking it in. 

"The guy fucking me really picked up his pace then and was powering into me so hard I could barely keep the other guy's cock in my mouth. He finished by thrusting into me deep and cumming hard! I didn't think he'd ever stop cumming!

"He collapsed on my back. I clamped down on his cock to keep it in me; it felt wonderful! I heard him mumble, 'god, she has a snapper,' whatever that means. Then someone said, 'get off, I want some of that.'" 

"You don't know what they meant by 'she has a snapper.'" 

"No."

"It means your pussy clamps down or 'snaps' down on their cock as it's pulled back. It's a compliment."

"Oh. I clamp down because it feels so good!"

"What happened then?"

"He pulled out and someone else took his place. I had cum running down my legs, but it didn't stop the next guy. He wasn't as large as the previous guy so he slipped right in, but he was a decent fuck. He fucked me at much slower pace.




A Titillating Tale Ch. 02



"It felt nice." Billie told me, "There I was, once again, getting fucked at both ends and loving it! It was almost totally dark by then and no one had turned on the lights. 

"These guys seemed to be savoring it. They were slow. It was pleasant to be fucked so slowly and be able to languor over sucking a cock. There was no one else waiting to do me when they finished. So I got up and went in and cleaned up. Then I danced some more."

Holding her, I gently kissed her and asked, "If there had been someone waiting would you have done them too?"

Billie giggled and softly said, "Probably... well... yes... huh..." Then even softer, "I wanted more... it had felt so damned good!" 

"If you wanted more, why didn't you fuck one of your dance partners?" 

"Well... I kind of did."

"What do you mean by 'kind of did.'?"

"Well, the guy that got his nuts busted asked me to dance."

"Did you dance with him?"

"Yeah."

"Did you fuck him?"

"Well... yeah... I figured I'd already sucked his dick... why not?"

"So it wasn't just two threesomes, you also had sex with others?"

"No! I only had sex with two of the guys I'd already had sex with!"

"Let me understand. You had two threesomes and then you fucked the same guys again. Since they weren't different guys that didn't count, is that right?"

"Yeeaahh... I just considered it as continuing having sex with guys that I already had sex with... is that wrong?"

"No... but..."

"But what?"

"Ahh... nothing... this is... so hot! What next?"

"Anyway... we danced and he was gently touching me... fingering me. It felt so good! I wanted him, so I reached down and took him by his cock and led him to a bedroom. We didn't waste any time; I pulled him down on top of me and guided his cock in.

"He fucked me, oh, so, slowly! Gentle. He seemed to enjoy slowly pushing in and easing it back out. I was able to really use my pussy to milk him. He really liked that. He came so hard! I was surprised since this was his second load.

"Then he pulled out and I went and cleaned up, again. When I came out the guy that first fucked me was standing there. He just took me by my hand and led me back to the bed. I figured, 'Why not?' After all, I'd already fucked him once, too.

"He wanted to kiss and cuddle. He held me and stroked me, caressed my breasts and tickled me. I stroked him and... I sucked his cock. He put me on top and then entered me... he was as good this time as the first time. It was really... really good!

"After he finished I went and cleaned up again. I had a very messy little puss. It was late so I decided to sleep over. When I woke up both of the guys were in bed with me."

"Did you do them again?"

Billie giggled softly and said, "Actually one of them was already doing me. He was spooning me and had slipped his cock in. That's what woke me up."

"Ahh ha... a soft, warm 'sleepy fuck', you like those." I nuzzled her neck, caressed her.

Billie turned onto her right side, her back to me, she pressed her adorable ass back against my hard on, "Ohh yesss," she hissed, " they're some of my favorites."

I rubbed my cock up and down her wet slit and entered her, "I know." 

I slid my right arm up under her and up across her breasts; my left arm was over her hips, my hand against her abdomen, pulling her back against me. 

As I slowly fucked her, I whispered in her ear, "What about the other guy?"

"Oh that feels good... don't stop! He... he was... the guy with the busted nut... and he was as gentle this time as he was the first time. It was almost as if he was trying to make love to me and not just fuck me to get his nuts off. It was nice."

"As nice as this?" I asked as I pushed up into her to get as deep as possible.

She relaxed her pussy muscles to take me in, "Nooo, " was her response.

"So... it turned into an orgy?"

"Well... yeah, it did... ooh... yeesss... just like that... don't stop. T-there were three other girls that stayed... ooh... and probably six maybe eight guys.

We were softly moving against each other, "Who were the girls?"

"There was Leigh, who you've met. Did you know she's a freshman and only eighteen or nineteen? She can sure put out! Loves sucking cocks. Then there was Tammy. I don't really know her. She's very cute and vocal! And of course Jenny. Jenny and Tammy partied until Monday morning.

I had met Leigh at the last beach house party. She had demonstrated her oral talents to me. She was also a good fuck, loved doing threesomes with two guys, one fucking her while she blew the other.

"But you only had sex with the two guys you originally had sex with?"

She pressed back against me and whispered, "Yeah... well... I remember... oh that feels good... doing the first two guys again... and I woke up with them... so... huh... well..."

I pushed up onto my right elbow so I could see her face, "You're not sure?" 

Blushing she said, "I'm not... positive... but I'm pretty sure it was the same guys that I woke up with... they were giving me soft sleepy fucks... all night..."

Chuckling, I asked her, "How many guys did you actually do?"

Billie giggled, blushing she said, "I'm... not... really sure. After I cleaned up the last time the lights were off and I was sleepy... don't stop... please...

"I... I may... I may have done... some of the other guys... but ... I... really don't think so. See... a guy would snuggle up to me and if he was gentle... I would... I would be receptive..."

"Like now... receptive to sleepy fucks."

Billie was blushing, her bottom lip was between her teeth, a small smile on her face, she looked beautiful as she remembered that night, "Yeah... several... very nice, very slow, very tender, sleepy fucks." 

I kissed her and asked, "The sleepy fucks didn't turn into threesomes? After all, as you said, you were... receptive."

Billie was working her hips as she said, "Well... yeah, a couple did..."

"Only... a couple?"

"Yeah... it was like a sensual, erotic dream. Everything was very... soft... gentle... like the guys were there just to pleasure me, as if their sole purpose was to satisfy me. They were so attentive and gentle with their kisses and caresses. They were touching me all over."

"Like this?" I asked as I caressed her.

"Oh yes! It felt so good to have one cock slowly fucking me while I nursed on another one... and... I... well... when one finished there would be another... and..."

I nuzzled the back of her neck and traced a finger around her mouth; she sucked my finger in, nursing on it, like a small cock. I whispered, "Oh... a soft, sleepy, warm, threesome."

Billie emitted a soft giggle and said, "Yeah... several of them... Honey... I was fucked practically all night long. I'd doze off and one of the guys would snuggle up to me... and... well... do me... sometimes it was only one of them, sometimes both of them. 

"They'd stroke me and... touch me, it was always soft, gentle and slow... dreamlike. I'd make myself... available and they would... fuck their cocks in... and... gently fuck me. 

"That's why I think it was just the two of them... the first two. They were ever so gentle. The other two I did in the second threesome were there just to... to get their rocks off."

I've made love to her when she was 'receptive' like this. She is so open, so giving lost in her sexual rapture. Her receptiveness makes her appear vulnerable. It makes you want to hold her, touch her, protect her and satisfy her.

Her satisfaction becomes the most important thing in the world and you can't get enough of her. I would have loved to have been there, to watch her face and to see her pleasure. 

Gently kissing her again I told her, "I wish I'd been there... and could watch while they were... while they fucked you."

Billie gently smiled; she softly said, "Oh, I wish you could've been there, too. That would have been... out of this world... you watching me; would you have wanted to make love to me afterward?"

"Yes, very much so."

"I would have been... such a mess... you know... my pussy would have been..."

"I know. It's a mess now."

Giggling like a schoolgirl, Billie started working her hips and pussy muscles. She'd arch her butt back opening herself, taking me in deep, and then wiggling in an attempt to take me in deeper. She'd then contract those wonderful muscles to milk my cock as I slid back. 

As she worked me, she whispered, "If you think I have a messy puss now, you should've seen me the morning after the party. I looked like glazed, sugar-coated pastry! I even had spunk in my hair!"

Holding her by her undulating hips I asked, "Did you enjoy it?"

She pressed back against me hard, wiggling her hips and softly said, "I enjoyed it very, very much... maybe... too much. It's... addictive. I... liked it... I... I want to do it again."

Billie then whispered, "I think that's the real reason I'm so embarrassed, and the fact that I ... I fucked those guys like that... so wantonly... and not just once... and I enjoyed it so much!" Laughing, "I'm such a horny, wanton tramp."

I held her tighter saying, "Yes, you're a horny, wanton tramp, but you're my horny, wanton tramp. There's no reason to be embarrassed. I know you enjoy fucking other guys, and I'm all right with it. I bet you exploded when you came."

Billie turned as far as our position would allow and looked at me, "I've never had an orgasm with any of those guys or any of the other guys that I've fucked. I enjoyed the sex and want to continue doing it, but I have never had an orgasm with any of them."

"Never?"

"Never. The only person that has ever made me cum was you and only you."

"Why? I mean, if you enjoy it so much?"

"Something was always missing. The sex would be great, but something would be missing and that something was you. When you are making love to me I can feel the love. The others... well... are just fucking me and believe me, there is a difference."

Billie pulled off my cock and lay on her back, her knees slightly bent, her legs open, she held out her arms. I moved between her legs to continue making love to her. It was soft, warm, slow and gentle love.

Afterwards she sleepily asked me if she could tell me about the last two weeks later. I pulled her cute, messy, little tail to me in a spoon position and held her. I whispered in her ear, "I love you so much... and yes, you can tell me about the last two weeks later."



A Titillating Tale Ch. 03



Here's Chapter 3 from A Titillating Tale. Please enjoy. Comments are welcomed. MKvDeepSea. 

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I woke early, as was my habit due to my military training. Billie, my delightful wife, was naked and cuddled to me. Her head was resting on my left shoulder; her legs were straddling my left hip, her left leg was between my legs. Cum was globed and smeared across my thigh. Her arms were still wrapped around me. 

Chuckling, I recalled the last hurrah we had the previous night. Tired from our previous exertions she got on top for a final romp. We had fallen asleep with her still astride me. Sometime during the night, while we were asleep, I had slipped out of her tight little sheath. I wasn't lying in a wet spot... I was the wet spot.

Gently rolling her off me I got out of bed. I stood looking down at her for a moment, relishing the sight. Oh, how I loved this woman! She looked so sweet and innocent: sweet, yes, but innocent? Laughing, I started a pot of coffee and went to take a shower.

Having finished my shower, I poured a cup of coffee; I then sat down in the bedroom to watch Billie sleep. Early mornings are my favorite time of day. I love watching the sun come up, I love that first cup of coffee and I especially love watching my wife sleep.

Billie is a physically fit ball of sexual dynamite. She is 5 feet 3 inches tall, weighing one hundred eight pounds, a tight tanned body, brown hair to her waist, big brown eyes and a tight little ass. As far as I'm concerned she is perfectly proportioned at 34-23-33.

A flat stomach, high riding breasts and a lovely pubic mound help make a visual delight. She is muscular without detracting from her femininity and has almost perfect posture. This woman is a sexual goddess, who loves me and enhances my life. 

Rolling this little sex goddess off of me had not wakened her. She was laying on her back with her legs slightly parted. Watching her breasts rise and fall as she slept was starting to get a rise out of me. Her pussy was still glistening from our lovemaking.

I looked up at her face and saw she was watching me watch her. A sleepy smile greeted me. I knelt down next to her and gave her a gentle kiss. I dropped my hand to a very wet and very messy little puss and cupped her.

She emitted a squeak and a squeal, jumped up and ran into the bathroom. "Shit!" she exclaimed, "You almost made me wet the bed!" Goddesses have to pee, too.

Laughing, I asked her, "Are you coming back to bed?"

"Not yet. Ugh... phew! I definitely need to take a shower."

"Why?"

Billie pointed at her crotch, "Heelllooo... R... I... P... E! Hey, will you fix me a cup of hot cocoa while I shower?"

Laughing, I threw caution to the wind and flippantly replied, "Ooo-kay. Oh, by the way, you do smell a smidgen like day old fish and oysters." I left to fix her cocoa as a roll of toilet paper came flying out of the bathroom.

Fixing a tray with Billie's hot cocoa, a cup of coffee, some whole-wheat bagels and sliced fruit, I peeked around the door to the bedroom. I didn't want to get beamed with an errant roll of flying toilet paper.

Shower finished, Billie sat on the bed in the lotus position, her back straight, shoulders back and head held high. Her hair was pulled back into a ponytail that fell to her waist. The morning sun cast a golden glow over her creating a stunningly beautiful picture. 

A smile formed on her lips as she saw me. Her chin was up and her eyes twinkled with merriment. My look caressed her, following the graceful curve of her spine down to her breathtaking bottom. Neither of us said anything. I placed the tray next to her.

Sitting on the bed facing her, my back against the headboard, I silently worshipped this wonderful creature. We ate in companionable silence, occasionally looking over our cups at each other. The sexual tension in the air was palpable. 

My gaze flowed from Billie's face downward to her nipples, which were coming to twin points. Her ribs and stomach were pulled in, as the lotus position requires. Her sex was freshly trimmed and groomed, the lips damp and slightly parted. 

As we sat nibbling our breakfast and sipping our drinks my mind mulled over the story Billie had told me. She had attended a beach house party prior to our opening our marriage. She told me she'd had sex with at least four guys the night of the party. There had been several threesomes and a number of one on one encounters.

Recalling these exploits was very arousing. Billie noticed my arousal with a warm smile, she moved in between my legs. Kneeling she reached out and stroked my erection. A drop of pre-cum appeared, she smeared it around the head of my cock with her thumb.

Looking me in the eye she brought her thumb to her mouth and ran her tongue around it before sucking it into her mouth. She then leaned forward bracing herself on her elbows and started working my cock with her hands and mouth.

She had my attention. Billie sat up and took a sip of her hot cocoa. She then leaned forward, swallowed and immediately sucked the head of my cock into her mouth. The warmth from the hot cocoa was astonishing!

My head was back as I relished her oral talent. She was worshipping my phallus. Billie is an expert at giving head. She enjoys it immensely. As a guy builds toward an orgasm she can sense it and can take it to the back of her throat, swallowing without tasting it.

There was a pause in the gentle swirl of her tongue. I looked down to a sensual sight. Billie was still kneeling in between my legs. Her arms were stretched out, one hand around the base of my cock the other cradling my balls. The head was resting in her mouth and she was looking up at me with big brown eyes and a slight smile. 

When she knew she had my attention she let my cock pop out of her mouth and said, "My new favorite treat, cocoa flavored man meat." She went back to work savoring her new treat.

Getting serious, Billie would take me in deep, clamp her hand and lips tight and pull back. Her other hand was busy between her legs. This hand was in rhythm with her mouth. As she sucked me in a finger would disappear into her little puss.

When she drew back with her mouth her finger would slide out. As she swirled her tongue around the head of my cock her finger and hand would twirl around her little love button. Spreading her knees wide and rocking her hips she started using two fingers.

Nipples hard, a blush creeping up her chest and neck, Billie was reaching the point where she wanted to be penetrated, one of her favorite parts of making love. Sitting up straight, she pulled me flat onto the bed.

Straddling my hips, Billie rubbed the head of my cock down her wet slit until the head was aligned with her tight little opening. One hand braced on my chest, the other holding my erection in place, she braced herself.

Letting her weight press down on my cockhead she clenched tightly. Her lower lip between her teeth she removed her hand and relaxed, my cock popped up into her. With a gasp, her head bowed down onto my chest, I slide in.

I held her while she adjusted to the abrupt invasion of her center. There was a slight undulation of her hips as she attempted to work my cock in deeper. A small figure eight, then a pushing back and down as she worked me with her muscles, signaling her pleasure.

The clamping down as she pulled forward until I was almost all the way out and the sudden relaxing and pressing down of her pelvis told me she was close to her orgasm. A slight nodding of her head, a quick inhalation through her nose and her sudden warmth telegraphed what was coming.

Billie bucked and bucked again as her orgasm sent waves through her. Her face buried in my neck, her hands wrapped around my head she rode the waves. She locked her legs around mine and tightened, squeezing every pleasurable iota out of her orgasm. 

I was holding her tight as she softly gasped, "What... what about you? You didn't cum."

Smiling up at her I wrapped my arms around her and rolled, placing her on the bottom, I spoke softly, "I'm not done yet." 

She smiled, wiggled her sweet little ass and pulled her knees up and out, opening herself to take me in as deep as she could. Billie loves to be fucked slow and deep with small little pulses. 

Her pelvis moved in rhythm with my measured thrusts, her legs were locked with mine. I slid my arms under her arms and grasped her hands pulling them above her head. This lengthened her torso and enhanced our bodily contact.

Lifting my head so I could see her face I noticed that once again she had her lower lip between her teeth. Her head was making the little nodding motion signaling she was approaching another climax. I kissed her.

The intimacy of the kiss took her over. Her contractions were all I could bear; I started pumping her full of cum. I released her hands and gently held her head. I kissed her eyes, her nose and then her lips. The kiss deepened.

As our climax ebbed our breathing and then our heartbeats became synchronized. Billie held me inside her as we murmured our love for each other. This was not just fucking but making love.

Our love for each other was total. Both of us fucked other people and shared each other with others, but our love was reserved for each other. Fucking others was basically foreplay for us. We savored each other's tales of infidelity. We enjoyed watching the other being pleasured by other people.

As I started to withdraw from Billie, she grabbed a towel and placed it between her legs. Giggling she said, "It's easier than washing the sheets again."

I used a corner of the towel to dry myself off. I rolled onto my left side watching her. She rolled up on her right side and placed her forehead against mine. Smiling, we quietly continued to caress and plant light kisses on each other.

Eventually, I asked her, "What's on the agenda for the day?"

Billie reached down and started to slowly stroke my semi-erect joint and seductively purred, "I thought you wanted to hear about what and who I did these past two weeks."

"I do. I believe you told me that you'd been a good girl, you had also been naughty, you'd been very bad and probably, what may be considered extremely wicked."

These were our code words for Billie's various sexual activities when I wasn't home. Long distance telephone calls were expensive. The code words allowed her to let me know she had a tale to tell when I was able to come home. 

Kissing her lightly and tracing a finger around her nipples, I whispered, "Tell me."

Billie smiled as she began, "I was actually a good girl for most of the first week."

I arched an eyebrow.

"Well... After you left Sunday, I started my period late that night or early Monday morning."

"Ahh... that explains why you didn't want to fuck anyone at the last party we went to."

"Yeah... I felt so bloated, fat and ugly, my boobs were sore, too."

"So... it ended... what... Thursday?"

"Thursday night."

"You're usually pretty horny afterwards..."

"Oh, fuck... you have no idea how bad it was Friday morning! I went to class and every guy I saw looked good. I was so horny and wet I was wishing I'd worn panties!"

"What did you wear?"

"The blue sundress and sandals. It was probably too short to have been worn to school but I was... well... I was hoping to get laid... and... as you know... I enjoy flashing. The day was warm and it felt so right to be bare like that."

Laughing, I replied, "Honey, that's nothing new, you're an exhibitionist. You're always bare. That's why you enjoy nude modeling so much."

"Oh, talking about that... I ended up modeling Friday afternoon. The scheduled model didn't show up."

"Oh boy! Horny, a short dress, no panties and then modeling... who did you take home? Was it someone new?"

"James."

"I bet he was a happy camper."

"Happy doesn't describe it."

"Did you ask him or did he come-on to you?"

Billie kissed me and replied, "During a break I was walking around looking at the various drawings the other students were doing. Some were really very good. There are a couple of guys in class that are cute... and... I thought about asking one of them to come home with me.

"But... I wasn't really comfortable with that. One of them kept looking at me in a funny way. I think he was at the beach house party and... well... I might have fucked him... but I'm not sure. I told you about it last night."

Caressing her, I said, "Yeah you did. You had turned into a horny, wanton, little tramp."

She laughed, "Asshole... but yeah... I did do a number of guys. Anyway, James was in class and I like him, and... I've been with him before, so I asked him if he'd walk me home. He knew why, my nipples had been hard the whole time I was modeling!"

I laughed and pulled her to me. Her breasts were pressed against my chest; warm and inviting, "Advertising huh? Were you... ahh... wet?"

"You have no idea!"

I stroked her hiney and whispered, "So you took James home..."

"And I fucked his brains out, several times. Oh... I see you're liking this." She stroked me.

Pushing her onto her back, I tickled her from her pubic bone up across her breasts; I kissed her, "Did James do as you've taught him and pay proper attention to your needs?"

"He did quite well. He likes to eat pussy so I let him... feed... I moved him into a sixty-nine so I could suck him off. That way he'd last a while when he fucked me."

I removed the towel from between her legs and cupped her messy little puss. Her hips started squirming as I fingered her, "Was he able to get it up after you sucked him off?"

"Honey, he's twenty years old... he didn't even lose his hard on."

Billie's story was turning both of us on. As she stroked me with a little more urgency, I asked her, "Did he fuck you then?"

She gasped as I slid two fingers into her pussy, "Yes... yes he did. He... he fucked me... he fucked me... several times."

Working my hand slowly, I asked, "Did he do you slow and deep, like this?"

"Yes... oh, yes... I... I made him... I made him go slow..." she was pulling on me harder now, in time with my finger fucking.

Pushing me over, Billie held my hand to her twitching crotch as she turned and took my dick into her mouth. She was prepping me, wanting me hard, wet and slick.

"Did you do this to him, too?"

A muffled reply, "Yes... in between fucks." She sucked me back in.

After she got me to where she wanted she swung her legs over my hips. Holding my erection to her, she pressed down, taking me in deep. She was grinning.

"I did this to him, too."

Placing my hands on her hips I pulled her down hard, forcing myself into her deeper, "Did he do this?"

Moaning and then giggling she said, "No... he isn't experienced enough... yet."

Pulling her down to me I kissed her. She was wiggling from stem to stern. Breaking the kiss I whispered into her ear "Sounds like you've got plans for that boy."

Softly, "I do... he's sweet."

"How long did y'all fuck?"

"He... oh, that feels good... he... don't stop... he left... he left around midnight."

Any further thought of James slipped away as we built toward our release. The bedroom was full of sunlight; Billie had a tousled radiant look as she made love to me. The musky smell of fresh sex filled the air. 

Her orgasm came on quick, her release set me off. We were once again holding onto each other in a tight sweaty embrace. I was in her deep as she contracted her wonderful pussy muscles around my cock.

Both of us burst out laughing. I asked her, "How are we going to get through all your tales if we keep getting horny and having to make love?"

Holding me tight she kissed me and then replied, "Isn't that part of our love for each other? The part where we can share our tales with each other and enjoy them together?"

I continued holding her, my cock still buried in her tight little puss. I prodded her to continue by asking, "Did James scratch your itch?"

Billie's face was nestled into my neck, a soft mumbled, "No" was her answer. She continued, "Saturday morning I was as horny if not hornier than I was on Friday."

"What did you do?"

Sitting up, she looked down into my face, she smiled slightly and said, "Steve and I had made plans to go to the school's gym and work out with the weights. Then we were going for a run."

"Didn't make it, did you?"

"No."

I smiled up at her. She felt me twitch my cock.

"You horny old goat! You get so turned on hearing about my fucking around! Don't you ever get any strange pussy?"

"Yeah, last weekend."

Billie placed both hands on my shoulders; she leaned down and in a low growl said, "Tell me."

Using my most beguiling smile I looked her in the eyes and replied, "After you finish telling me about the last two weeks."

"Bastard."

I placed my hands up under her armpits and lifted her. This pushes her shoulders up lifting her breasts. It makes her look so very innocent. Using my arms I started bouncing her up and down on my cock. She giggled.

"Sooo... you and Steve went to the gym..."

"Asshole... you already know we didn't make it to the gym."

"So y'all fucked... where? On the lawn, in his car, the bushes..." 

Giggling, Billie snorted, "Here! You ass. I met him at the front door bare assed naked! I was up and showered. I had even trimmed and shaved my puss. I was ready for him as soon as he knocked at the door!"

I bounced my cock up into her hard. She yelped. I moved my hands from her armpits and pulled her body down on me. I then placed my hands on her fantastic ass, holding her to me tightly.

I asked, "Did you jump into his arms and wrap your legs around him?"

Billie wrapped her arms around my head and with moist lips pressed to my ear said, "No... oh, fuck...I went to my knees and... fuck... p... pulled his shorts down... I... I then... oh... shit... started s... sucking his cock."

"In the living room?"

A naughty giggle and a whisper, "No... f... front porch... damn that feels g... good..."

"On... the... front... porch?"

Her hips now in full play as she fucked me, she replied, "Yep... bare assed n... naked... I sucked... his cock ... on... on the front... p... porch... "

This was hot! My cock surged up inside her, "Did anyone see y'all?"

"P... probably."

"Did you fuck him on the front porch?"

Another moist giggle in my ear; Billie's hips undulating harder against mine, "N... no... Steve... shit d... don't stop... S... Steve got embarrassed.... t... took me inside..."

"And then?"

"H... he f... fucked m... me... in... the living room."

"Then?"

We were both squirming and breathless, "He... he... picked me... he picked me up and bent me over... over the sofa... and... and... fucked me... fucked me from be... behind."

Both of us were slick with sweat and fuck juices; our abdomens were making obscene sucking noises as we worked our bodies together. I asked, "W... was th... that all?" 

"N... no. He... took me... into the... into the bedroom... and... f... fucked me... t... two... two more times."

I came. Billie was not far behind me. We held each other once again as we came down from our climaxes. Sweaty, smelling like funky sex we giggled like school children. Damn this was good! I loved this woman!

Separating, I pulled her up and with my spunk oozing out and running down her legs we went and took a shower. We held each other close as we soaped one another up. Tenderly we kissed each other. I held her, feeling her warm body against mine. Nothing was said.

We dried each other and returned to the bed. I sat with my back against the headboard and Billie sat, Indian style, between my legs. She was beautiful. Her freshly washed scent tickled my nose. Oh, she smelled so good. 

Her eyes twinkled as she smiled and said, "That's not all. I fucked two more guys that afternoon."




A Titillating Tale Ch. 03



"Say what?"

Giggling, Billie said, "After I fucked Steve that morning, I fucked two more guys that afternoon. Well, actually it was three."

"Do... do I know them?"

"Yeah."

"Did you do them separately... or..."

"Gangbang."

"Gangbang?"

"Small one, just the three guys and little old me."

"Where?"

"Thomas'."

"Was Thomas involved?"

"Duh! It was at his apartment! It was Thomas, James and Steve."

"Steve? Again? He must have been dehydrated by then."

Billie laughed, blushed and whispered, "Well, he mostly provided... support. He ... he would hold me while the other two... well... while they fucked me."

"That sounds... strange... but nice... I reckon."

"He was that way at the beach house party."

"He was at the beach house party?"

"Oh, I thought you knew that. Both Thomas and Steve were there."

"Did both of them fuck you then?"

Billie looked at me, "Steve was the guy that got his nuts busted by the rake handle. While I was... huh... tending to him... Thomas... well... he was the first ... you know... "

"To fuck you."

"Yeah."

"Who were the other two?"

Blushing furiously now, Billie replied, "I... I ... don't really know..."

"So it was Steve and Thomas that you spent the rest of the night fucking?"

"Yeah. Steve was really gentle... he would... he would hold me while... while someone else... you know... while someone else ... fucked me..." she was embarrassed.

"So there were some other guys that fucked you, too."

Lower lip between her teeth, blushing furiously, Billie responded, "Probably... yeah... I think... shit... it's more than likely... oh, damn it... okay, yeah... there were... several others that... fucked m..."

I pulled her to me and held her tight, "It's okay sweetheart. I'm all right with it. Tell me about this latest adventure, okay?" 

She bit her lower lip and glanced down. The blush on her face made her look so appealing; her nipples were hardening as I watched. The way she was sitting had spread her labia; there was a drop of my jism leaking out. I started to get aroused, again!

Looking back up at me she began her lusty tale, "Thomas was having an art show in the Art Building and needed some volunteers to help him prepare. So Steve, James, Leigh and I had promised to be there Saturday afternoon.

"We all helped to hang and arrange his pictures. It was fun with lots of laughter and cutting the fool. With all of us helping it didn't take long. When we were done, Thomas invited us back to his place for pizza. Leigh couldn't make it though."

I asked the little minx, "What did you wear?"

Puzzled, Billie looked at me, "An old tee shirt and a pair of running shorts. Why?"

"I figured you might still be horny and was hoping to get laid again. I thought you might have worn one of your little dresses."

Billie laughed, "I'd thought about it, but if I'd done that we'd have never gotten anything done! They were playing grab ass with me and Leigh as it was!"

"Grab ass, huh?"

"Nothing serious. James pulled my shorts down a couple of times and Steve somehow got hold of Leigh's shorts. She had to chase him to get them back. There were some kisses, tittie gropes, some cocksucking and finger fucking... we were... naughty.

"Once we were finished we went to Thomas' and ate pizza. Then as I scooted by Steve he pulled me onto his lap and kissed me. It was nice... we were all horny. As he kissed me Thomas stretched me out on the sofa and started stroking my pussy through my shorts.

"It felt so wicked having two guys playing with me like that. As Steve kissed me I felt Thomas trying to pull my shorts off so I lifted my butt. He pulled them right off. Then he spread my legs and flicked my clitty with his tongue. Then he started finger fucking me."

Billie laid down on her stomach and stretch out. She walked her fingers up my legs to my cock. When she reached it she slowly stroked it and then sucked the head into her mouth. Her warm tongue swirled around its crown, slick as silk.

Big brown, merry eyes looked up at me. Her innocent looks dispelled by my cock in her mouth. She was enjoying telling me about her erotic weekend. My erection, now fully formed, was allowed to flop out from between her lips. Smiling she continued to stroke it.

I asked, "Where was James?"

"Well... Steve pulled my tee shirt over my head. I loved lying there in his arms naked while he kissed me and Thomas ate me. Eventually James knelt down in front of us and started sucking on my boobies. So all three were playing with me.

"It felt great! I was withering and humping like a bunny. Steve sat up and took me by my hand and started to lead me to the bedroom. Thomas, however, got proprietary. He told Steve and James he was going to fuck me first and they could fuck me afterwards. 

"It felt strange to be claimed like that, I felt... cheap... but thrilled at the same time. I was standing there naked with Thomas now holding me by my arm, claiming me, like a... a whore... for the first fuck." Then very softly, "It... it made me so hot!" 

"Steve and James just stood there as Thomas hauled me into the bedroom... to... to fuck me while they watched. It sounds so crude... but it was exciting at the same time!"

Crawling up beside me on the bed, Billie stretched out and spread her legs. Arching her hips up she cupped her pussy and said in a soft whisper, "Please make love to me again while I tell you how they fucked me."

Rolling over between her legs, I grabbed her by her knees and jerked her further down on the bed. I moved up on her and rubbed the head of my prick up and down her wet groove. Finding her tight entrance I entered her with a harder than usual thrust.

Billie yelped as I popped past her ring of muscle. I sank in as deep as I could go and felt her wiggle trying to take me in deeper. Looking down into her eyes I kissed her. We then started moving together in slow harmony.

She whimpered, "It feels so good! Damn! Please go slow, make it last. I want to tell you the rest while we make love."

Kissing her again, I softly said, "Tell me... tell me how they... fucked you."

"Thomas led me into his bedroom. First he bent me over the bed and took me from behind. James watched for a second, and then got up on the bed on his knees so I could suck his cock. I felt so... so depraved, one cock in my pussy and sucking another."

I sat up on my knees and pulled her hips up. Her legs were splayed out over my thighs. My hands were on either side of her head. Basically I was on all fours. I could watch her face as she told her tale. Our pace was slow; I wanted to hear her story. 

Continuing, Billie said, "James was just standing there. I reached over to the poor boy and started stroking him. I glanced sideways and noticed a mirror. Thomas' eyes met mine in the reflection it was startlingly erotic. This seemed to trigger Thomas' orgasm.

"He had barely finished and withdrawn than James rolled me over and was fucking his cock into me. Steve moved behind me and pulled me to his chest. He leaned down and kissed me and then he cradled me while James... while James fucked me.

"This went on for a couple of hours. Thomas and James took turns fucking me. I would suck one of their cocks while the other fucked me. Steve would caress me as they took their turns. He told me he was drained from that morning."

Moving slowly with long deep thrusts we continued making love. Billie's muscles were working their magic, relaxing and contracting, milking me. I kissed her and caressed her breasts, lightly pinching her hard little nipples.

Her eyes closed, head nodding in little circles, a flush moving up her chest to her neck and face, the sheen of perspiration, the heat in her center told me she was going to cum. The waves of her orgasm moved over her. She was beautiful.

I held her as she relaxed. She asked, "What about you?"

"It'll be a while before I can cum, if at all. Sweetheart, you've drained me."

Billie softly giggled, "I've heard that before."

Nuzzling her ear, I whispered, "What time did you go home?"

"About nine that night."

Her inner muscles were keeping me erect. Warm silk. I loved this lovely, highly sexed creature. 

I snuggled her to me, whispering in her ear, "What about the rest of the two weeks?"

Billie snuggled into me. I was still inside her. She exhaled a soft breath and said, "I was bad again, but mostly I was a good girl."

Looking at this bundle of sex, I asked, "Mostly?" 

She reached down between us and fondled my balls, "Well... on Sunday, I had promised Thomas I would help with his art show. It was a 1960ish theme, the natural and free love type thing.

"I dressed for the part in my off-white peasant dress, love beads, pig tails, headband and sandals. I would have been barefoot but it wasn't allowed. We had fun though."

She continued to fondle me as I said, "You must of worn panties, that dress is translucent and it just barely covers your ass. It's more of a peasant shirt than dress."

"Nope. I was representing the era of free love and the natural look. No one complained."

My thoughts were scattered, as I believed Billie was going to bring me to another orgasm. I stuttered. "D... didn't... didn't anyone... h... hit on y... you?"

Billie's pussy and hands were extra busy now, "Yeesss," she hissed, "several of... the guys... tr... tried to get me to... to...go to... one of the backrooms."

"D... did you?"

"Once... w...with Thomas."

"T... Thomas?"

"Yes... oh, that feels good! I was in a b... backroom... g... getting something. I was reaching up... I was exposed and... Thomas came in... in behind me. I... I saw... him and... presented my... myself. He... he... slipped it into me... and... fucked m... me."

I thrust up into her harder, "Was... was he... was he the only one to do... do you?"

"Y... yeah... if... if Steve or... or James had... had come in... I ... I would've... I would've done... them... too... but..."

We clenched. Damn! I didn't think I had another one in me. Billie held me as I shuddered. She held me close, her warm, slightly damp body felt marvelous. Soft breasts pressed to me, her little puss pulsing; she whispered her love for me. What a wonderful wife!

"What... what about the rest of the time?"

"Nothing much happened until you came home."

"You didn't go running with Steve?"

"Oh... well, yeah."

"You didn't fuck him after y'all finished your runs?"

"Oh... that's almost part of our exercise routine. We warm up, do some calisthenics, go for our run and then fuck. I'm sorry; it's become so routine, I forgot to count it. Counting those, I was fucked twice more before you got home." 

"You've become quite the little sex kitten haven't you?"

"Yeah... especially after we opened our marriage."

"Honey, you were putting out before we 'officially' opened our marriage."

Giggling, Billie wiggled and snuzzled into me. "You're right, but you're the one that told me not to stay in like an old maid. AND... you were... shall we say... fucking around, too."

I rolled Billie so that she was on top. My soften cock slipped out, followed by a flow of our combined juices. Damn it, I was the wet spot again!

Laughing Billie whispered into my ear, "Now... it's your turn to tell me about your adventures from last weekend. I want details mister. Who, what, when, where and how many times y'all did it."

So I'm going to tell her my tale of infidelity... right after we... 



A Titillating Tale Ch. 04



Please enjoy A Titillating Tale Ch 04. Comments are always welcome. 

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It was Saturday, mid-morning and Billie was laying on top of me, nude, her preferred state of dress. My little sex goddess had been telling me about the erotic adventures she'd had the past two weeks; she'd been a horny little thing.

With her sweet bottom still wiggling from our last session of making love, her breasts gently brushing my chest, Billie looked at me and purred, "I think, I'll go take a shower." 

"Okay... want me to join you?"

"No, after my shower I want to fix us something to eat and if you're with me we'll probably end up back in bed making love. You rest," giggling, "I think you're going to need it."

Billie pushed up, with her knees on either side of my hips. What a wonderful sight! Her tousled, waist length hair cascaded over her shoulders and down across her breasts; her hardened nipples playing peek-a-boo with me.

My eyes continued down her flat, taut stomach to her trimmed and groomed pubic patch, her slit just barely visible. She was still gently rocking her hips back and forth on my stomach. 

As she got up both of our eyes fell on the mess on my stomach, Billie giggled, "You have as much spunk on you as I had last Saturday after Thomas and James finished with me."

Teasing, I said, "It was a threesome? I thought you said it was a gangbang."

"It was... a small, gangbang."

"Small?"

Billie snickered, "Now, I've told you all about it! Thomas, James and Steve. Steve had already fucked me earlier in the day and was pretty used up. He kindly and gently held me while the other two fucked me." She turned and walked toward the john.

I watched as her adorable butt swayed its way into the bathroom. Looking down at my abdomen, I had to laugh; I was definitely the 'wet spot.' I heard the shower running and lay back to wait my turn.

Thinking back over the past several hours I recalled Billie had asked me, "Don't you ever get any strange pussy?"

And... I had informed her, "Yeah, last weekend."

This of course, led her to say, "Tell me."

She had just finished telling me about a romp in the sack she'd had with a fellow art student, when I'd told her about getting some strange pussy. I had deferred telling her the tale until she had finished telling me about her erotic adventures over the past two weeks.

After we opened our marriage it became obvious Billie was much better at getting laid than I was. Then again, Billie was a hot fox enrolled in a coed college in a college town while I was stationed on a military base in a military town.

There was plenty of pussy available in this particular military town but it was of two kinds: a) cheating wives or (b) women looking for husbands. It was wise to be picky about who you slept with.

Billie had a small clique of fuck buddies, Thomas, Steve and James. She would still have sex with other guys if the mood struck her, but this usually occurred at one of the beach house or pool parties. For some strange reason she was always invited to these parties.

I must have dozed off while reminiscing; the shower had stopped running. Looking over I saw Billie standing in the bathroom door. There was a cloud of steam swirling around her; the sun was dancing shadows over her nude form. Her hair was brushed out and hanging down her back. 

Her posture, as usual, was nearly perfect. High riding, b-cup breasts capped with quarter size areolas and erect, pencil eraser nipples; a flat stomach, a tight ass and strong shapely legs made her the embodiment of a sex goddess. 

Looking at her, I said, "No wonder all the guys want to get in your panties."

Laughing, Billie said, "Won't happen. I don't wear panties. So no one can get in them." 

She hates to wear anything and goes nude whenever she can. If she has to wear something it's as little as possible; short, brief sundresses, running shorts, blue jeans, tank tops, halter-tops, tee shirts and peasant blouses were about all she'd wear.

Billie looked at me and asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"You. How beautiful you are. And... how much I love you."

Her warm smile was all the response I needed, but her soft reply made my heart beat faster, "Thank you sweetheart. I love you. You're the love of my life."

I got up and walked toward her, I put out my arms to hug her. She placed the fingers of one hand against my chest and stopped me.

"Heellooo! Day old fish and oysters! Sound familiar? Go take a shower."

She stepped around me and walked toward the door of the bedroom. The well-developed cheeks of her adorable bottom were thrilling. Exercise keeps her well toned. She doesn't carry any fat, anywhere. The rear view looked sooo tempting!

At the door of the bedroom she stopped and looked sharply over her shoulder at me, "You're watching me!"

"Damn right I am. Honey, you're a sight for sore eyes." I glanced down at my groin.

Billie looked at my renewed erection and laughed, "Save it. Go take a shower! We'll get something to eat and then we'll see what we can do with that." 

She disappeared through the door and I went into the bathroom to take a much-needed shower. Smelling myself, it did seem that at the moment, day old fish and oysters were to the prevailing odors. PHEW!

Finished with my shower I was brushing my teeth when I heard voices from the living room of the apartment. The noise of the shower had masked the sound of someone knocking on the door.

I stepped out of the bathroom and peeked around the door of the bedroom into the living room. Lithe, little Leigh was talking to Billie. I had met Leigh at a beach house party where she had demonstrated her oral skills on me. The little minx deserved a gold medal in cock sucking.

She was wearing a little black bikini, actually an almost non-existence bikini. The top just covered her small breasts and the bottom was, well, it was barely there. A thin, white, semi see-through sarong was wrapped low around her tiny waist. 

Leigh was about five feet five inches tall. She wore her blonde hair cut short; her eyes were sky blue. She had a sleek and slender body; properly proportioned with small breasts, perpetually alert nipples and a sassy little ass. 

Watching her move was like watching living art, very graceful and fluid. I would guess she had a yoga, dance or gymnastic background. What's even more intriguing about her was she didn't seem to realize it. Leigh was a walking wet dream. 

As I stood there secretly admiring this hot little chic I couldn't help but overhear some of their conversation. It was very interesting; especially the part when Leigh giggled and said, "It smells like raw sex in here. Have y'all spent the whole morning fucking?"

Billie's response, was all Billie, "My husband and I have been having sex, but we weren't fucking, were making love. When I have sex with other men, then it's fucking."

Leigh looked a little confused, "What?"

Billie smiled, "It's simple Leigh, I make love to my husband. I sometimes fuck other men."

Coming silently out of the bedroom, I came up behind Leigh and said, "Hey." The poor girl jumped as though shocked by a cattle prod. She spun around facing me and stumbled backward; I caught her before she fell.

Leigh exclaimed, "Jeezus! You almost made me wet myself!"

I pulled her to me in a hug and apologized. Leigh's hands automatically went around my neck. Her warm, near naked body felt wonderful against my completely naked body. I started to let her go.

"No," she murmured, she leaned her forehead against my chest, "please hold me. It feels so good to be held. I love being held and no one ever... just... holds me."

Pulling her tightly to me, I looked over at Billie. Billie shrugged and said, "Leigh came by to ask us to go to the beach with her. Everyone else is gone or has something else to do."

I dropped my hands to her pert rump; she snuggled in tighter to me with a muffled moan. My dick had a mind of its own. It was getting hard. Billie noticed and chuckled softly.

Billie had told me Leigh was sending a lot of time at our apartment. At twenty-four, Billie was five years older than Leigh and married with a very active sex life. Billie had helped her with her class schedule; she had even helped Leigh get her birth control pills. 

Leigh looked up to her; she had become Leigh's older sister, mentor and confidant. She really didn't have anyone else. Her parents were against her even going to college. They felt it was a waste of money for a girl to get a higher education. Billie was her only supporter.

Holding up a tray of sandwiches made of whole wheat pita bread, alfalfa sprouts, avocados and tomatoes, Billie asked, "Where to?"

Our apartment was a small one-bedroom cracker-jack box. Shrugging, I asked, "The bed?" It was the only place or piece of furniture big enough to seat three people. 

The three of us trooped into the bedroom. Billie crawled up and sat in the lotus position. She placed the tray in the center of the bed. As Leigh went to get up onto the bed I stopped her.

Untying the straps holding her bikini top, I stripped it off her while telling her, "You're way overdressed to be getting into our bed."

She blushed, but then removed her sarong and allowed me to remove her bottoms. Her puss was totally shaved. While not unheard of, it was a rarity in the mid 1970's. It was extremely sexy and very appealing. She climbed up onto the bed and sat Indian style.

Sitting against the headboard I was savoring the view. What more could a man want than two totally nude, gorgeous women sitting, on his bed, in a position that hid nothing. Eating pita sandwiches was not on my mind! For some strange reason I wanted tacos. 

Billie smiled, looked at Leigh and said, "I've been telling my hubbie about who I've been fucking this past two weeks. Then he told me he'd gotten laid, too." 

Eyes wide, Leigh spluttered, "Wh... what?"

I looked at Billie and we started laughing. I asked Leigh, "What's wrong, Leigh?"

"It just blows my mind y'all are okay with each other fucking around! You're so open about it! And... it's obvious how much you love each other! It's... freaky!"

Smiling at Leigh, Billie said, "Well... it's unconventional... but we're unconventional. We always have been. We're vegetarians, we believe in protecting the environmental and we don't want kids. Our parents pitched a fit when I had my tubes tied and he got a vasectomy. 

"I know, it's redundant, but we can't see bringing kids into what we feel is becoming an over populated world. We were already, shall we say, practicing an open marriage. We sure didn't want him knocking up someone anymore than I wanted to get pregnant."

"Leigh... why do you say our marriage is... freaky?" I asked.

"Oh, hell guys! The... the first time I ever saw Billie she was dancing naked at a party! AND... she was the only one naked! THEN... I saw her sucking Steve's cock while Thomas fucked her from behind! When they were done... she... she did two more guys!

"Later, after I... after I'd fucked a couple of guys, I poked my head in a bedroom looking for a bathroom... and Billie was in bed with Thomas and Steve... again! I didn't find out until later that she was married! I was thinking... well... I was thinking what a slut!

"I'm sorry Billie, but that's what I thought... at first... but then I met y'all at the next party and the two of you were so... so together... so caring for each other and so in love! And then... Billie... you told me it was okay for me to suck your husband's cock!" 

Billie softly laughed, "Leigh, it's okay. I've been called a lot worse than a slut since I... well... since I started 'fucking around.' But... do you remember what else happened? After, I told you it was okay to suck his cock?"

"Oh, god, do I! It was the one of the hottest things I'd ever done or been involved in!"

I reached over and pulled Leigh to me. I put my right arm around her, cupped her little right breast, tweaked her nipple and whispered in her ear, "Tell us what happened." 

Leigh gasped as my hand caressed her breast and then she let out a low moan of contentment. She snuggled up closer. This young woman thoroughly enjoyed being held.

Billie spoke softly, "Tell us Leigh. Tell us what was so hot." 

"Okay... I first met both of y'all at the beach house party and your husband had just stripped you out of your dress, leaving you naked. Then we went in to dance and I... I asked you if I could suck his cock... and ... you hugged me and told me to go ahead...

"I was so nervous at first... I still had panties on and... and I knelt down and started sucking his cock. We... we became the center of attention. Ev... everyone was watching me. Then... then someone came up behind me and... and started... fingering me...

"Whoever it was pulled my panties off... and I had to lean forward so he could get his cock in me..." she looked at me, "I couldn't keep sucking yours. Billie found a cushion from somewhere so you could sit down... she knelt behind you and pulled you back against her...

"I was then able to get to your cock while being fucked. What was so hot was... I looked up and Billie... Billie was... was sucking the cock of one guy while jacking off another... and then she'd switch... it was so fucking hot and ... I felt... so wicked!"

Billie had moved over to my left side. I had my left arm around her; the three of us were cuddled up listening to this very sexy tale.

"Yeah... it was hot. Do you know who was fucking you?" asked Billie.

"No. That's why I felt so wicked! I sometimes walk around campus looking at guys and thinking, 'was it him or him or... could it have been him?'"

Billie reached over me and patted Leigh's leg telling her, "Yeah, I know what you mean. After those two parties I couldn't remember everyone I'd fucked. Then when a guy looked at me a certain way I'd wonder, 'did I do him?'"

I slid down in the bed so Leigh was cuddled up with her head on my right shoulder and her right leg thrown over mine. Billie was cuddled up on my left side; she had reached down and had started to slowly stroke my hard on. Leigh joined her.

Billie looked at me and said, "Your turn, tell us your tale about getting some strange tail." 

Laughing, I started, "Madam, your wish is my command. Leigh, as you know I'm in the military. At present I'm stationed at a training command under going advanced training. This is one reason I can't get home but every other week or so.

"A group of us went to a local watering hole last Friday. The bar features live bands on weekends and there are usually some women out looking to have a good time. I've been there several times and I've danced with a few of them."

Leigh interrupted, "Have you... huh... have you fucked any of them?"

"No, not until this one."

Billie laughed, "He would've told me about it if he had."

"Anyway, one of the girls found out I was married. When I came in last Friday she saw me and raised hell with me about it. She even asked me, 'How would you feel if your wife carried on like this?' I tried to tell her we had an open marriage. She didn't believe me.

"While she was lecturing me I noticed a cute, slender young woman at the same table. The band was playing three fast songs to two slow ones so I knew a slow song was coming up. I asked her to dance. 

"Miss Morality warned her I was married and probably more interested in getting into her panties than anything else. Despite the warning the young woman accepted my invitation to dance. As we walked toward the dance floor she told me her name was Traci.

"As we started to dance she suddenly flinched backward and told me there was a woman sitting across from the dance floor whom she hated. I asked her why and Traci told me she had caught her with her husband doing something nasty."

Leigh was into the story and blurted out, "Was he fucking her? Oh! It was something nasty! I bet he... he was butt fucking her, wasn't he?"

"No sweetheart. Traci was too embarrassed to tell me at first. I had to draw it out of her just to find out she was giving him a blowjob. When I asked her if she didn't suck her husband's cock she got so flustered I thought she was going to walk off the dance floor."

Sitting up straight Leigh said, "I love sucking cock! What's wrong with sucking cock? She doesn't do it? Not even her husband's? What's wrong with her?"

Billie looked at Leigh, "Honey, not all women like it or enjoy it the way we do."

Leigh truly looked put out and muttered indignantly, "Why... I love sucking cock."

Laughing I continued, "When I asked her she just about screamed 'NO!' She was actually horrified at the thought. I then asked her if her husband had ever gone down on her. Once again she acted like it was the most disgusting thing she'd ever heard.

"I pulled her to me before she could turn and leave. I whispered, 'No one has ever really made love to you have they.' I dropped my hand low on the small of her back, just above her bottom... "

Billie had a mischievous look in her eye. Smiling she said, "Show us... let's dance."

She got up and led us into the living room. Picking a Lionel Richey tape she put it in our eight-track (it was the 1970's!) and selected "Stuck On You". As the music started I reached my hand out to her. 

Billie paused, "No... no... dance with Leigh. Show her how you danced with... Traci. Dance with Leigh like you danced with her."

I turned and took lithe, little Leigh in my arms. With big blue eyes she eagerly plastered her nude form to me, resting her head on my shoulder. With one hand on her little naked ass I started slow dancing with the nymph.

Whispering in Leigh's ear I continued my tale, "My left leg went between her legs. I could feel her heat through her dress on my thigh. I caressed her bottom with my left hand and told her, 'If I was making love to you, I would gently kiss your eyes, your nose and then your lips.'

I was doing this to Leigh as I told her the story. She was trembling, her eyes wide. As my thigh ground against her bare pussy I could feel her heat and her dampness. Her nipples were hard and lightly brushing against my chest. I gave her a deep, lingering kiss.

Billie laughed, "Leigh, you do know he's planning on fucking you, don't you?"

Leigh looked around at Billie and grinned, "I... I'm okay with it... if you are."

"As we danced," I said, "I told Traci how I would kiss her ears, her neck and would caress her back. I lightly slid my right hand down between her breasts as I whispered in her ear how I would unbutton her dress, allowing me to explore her body.

"I then tenderly and quickly cupped her pussy telling her how I would kiss her all over. I brushed my right hand up and over her breasts and flicked the hard nubs of her nipples with my thumb. Then I circled back and stroked her back with both hands."

Leigh was grinding her pussy into my leg. I lifted her chin and kissed her again. I continued the tale, "After the song was over I walked her back to her table and walked outside. She followed me and asked me, 'Are you leaving?' 'Yeah. My ride is heading back to the base.'

"Traci told me, 'I'll give you a ride back. I want to hear more about... well... about what you were telling me.' I asked her, 'Where?' 'My place.' Was her answer. We left in her car. On the way I asked her if she had a roommate. She did, but she was out on a date."

Leigh and I were still dancing. Her nakedness, the raw sexuality and warmth of her body was affecting me. Billie saw my erection and was trying to keep from laughing. Leigh took my cock in her hand and maneuvered it so the head was nestled between her legs.

I continued, "When we got to her apartment I kissed her as soon as we got inside. I surprised her by asking where the bathroom was. When she told me I took her by her hand and led her to the bathroom. It was small, but I wasn't gong to need much room.




A Titillating Tale Ch. 04



"I kissed her again and then stepped back and started unbuttoning her dress. As her dress fell around her feet I kissed her again. She was wearing a light blue, transparent bra and panty set. The bra had a front clasp and it released with just a flick of my fingers."

We had worked our way back into the bedroom. I stood Leigh in front of me just as if I was undressing her. Each time I told them I had kissed Traci I kissed Leigh. If I told her I'd caressed Traci I caressed her the same way.

The tale continued, "I caressed and kissed her breasts. She put her hands behind my head and held me to her. Dropping my hand down I felt her dampness through her panties. She continued holding my head to her breasts. I skimmed her panties down."

When I traced my finger through Leigh's furrow I found her very wet. She groaned when I stroked her little love bud. Her shaved puss was a treat to explore. It felt so... naked.

"Traci had light brown pubic hair, her slit barely visible. I gently rubbed a finger up and down her. I stepped back and looked at her. She was about the same size as you Leigh, but she didn't have your confidence."

Leigh blushed at my compliment. I pulled the petite minx to me. Holding her tight I continued, "Traci attempted to shield her nudity by covering her breasts with one arm across them and hiding her pussy with her other hand.

"I gently removed her hands and hugged her. I asked, 'Have you ever showered with a man.' She told me no. I started the shower and adjusted the temperature. I told her to get in. Once she was in the shower I undressed and got in behind her.

"Pulling her back against me I started soaping up her front, spending a lot of time on her breasts and then her pussy. She was sighing and slowly rocking her pelvis by the time I started fingered her. When my finger penetrated her, she moaned. I then placed her hands on my erection."

We weren't in the shower, but I was doing to Leigh what I had done to Traci. When I slid a finger into her pussy she was well lubricated. Leigh was also surprisingly tight. Billie was affected too; she was on the bed leisurely playing with her wet folds. 

Leigh already had my cock in her hands and she wasn't afraid of it. I continued, "When Traci touched me she gasped and spun around. She looked at me and stammered, 'It's huge!' I told her it was just a little over average size. 

"Traci then said, 'my ex-husband said he was average and yours is much bigger than his! I can't take that thing!' She didn't let go though. I asked her how many lovers had she ever had and she told me her husband had been her first and only lover."

Billie looked at Leigh and teasingly asked, "How about you Leigh? How many lovers have you had?"

Blushing, she said in a whisper, "Let me think... probably... six? And... I... well... I did do each of them a couple of times... okay... maybe... maybe eight. I... I didn't lose my virginity until I came to school..."

Billie sensed she had embarrassed her, "Honey... I was just curious... I didn't mean to be intrusive or embarrass you. "

Being a guy and a little less sensitive, I asked, "Did the first guy teach you how to suck cock? Because, sweetheart, you're damn good at it... one of the best."

This... pleased her, "No, I had wanted to remain a virgin until I got married, but I wanted to do something for the guys I was dating... so... I'd suck them off. I've done it a lot. I love sucking cock! Did you know I can make myself cum just by sucking a guy's cock?"   

Billie shook her head and laughed, "I know Leigh... I've watched you." She looked at me, "Continue."

"After we got out of the shower I dried Traci off and took her to her bedroom. I laid her on her bed and just held her. Then I kissed and caressed her the way I said I would. When I got to her pussy I could smell her sweet fragrance. I slipped a finger into her."

At this point I had placed Leigh on the bed and was doing the same thing to her. Her scent was the pleasant, musky, aroma of arousal. I glanced over to see what Billie was doing. She was playing with her damp muff and gently pinching her nipples.

"As I kissed my way down her body and got to her pubic hair she tensed up. I whispered to her to relax and to let it happen, to embrace the feelings. As she relaxed I spread her legs and flicked her love bud with my tongue. She bucked with the sensations."

Leigh was having no problem with the sensations. She was ahead of the script; her knees were bent and her legs were spread; she was already undulating her hips. When my tongue flicked her little button she let me know she loved it; she became rather vocal. I continued the tale.

"Traci put her hands on either side of my head. At first I thought she was going to stop me but she pulled my mouth closer. She moaned, 'Ohhh... it feels... sooo good!' I continued using my fingers and my tongue on her. 

"It was a surprise when her orgasm hit. She thrust upward so hard I thought she had split my lip. I held her thrashing hips; my nose was buried in her furry, soft pubic mound. As her breathing returned to normal I softly told her to suck my cock."

Leigh was already there; she had sucked my cock into her mouth. She then spun around and planted her pussy on my face, in a sixty-nine. I was lucky Billie had pretty much drained me earlier or I would have been finished. 

To continue telling the story was getting difficult. Leigh's hairless muff was a wet, tasty treat. She enjoyed being tongue fucked and let me know it met her approval by humping my face and deep throating my cock. This little gal knew what she was doing.

I barely managed to keep from cuming. Lifting Leigh off my face, I was just able to continue, "It didn't take much to persuade Traci to attempt sucking my cock. She had become a rather enthusiastic student. She took hold of my dick and tentatively licked it.

"She softly laughed and murmured, 'It's salty.' Then as pre-cum presented itself she dipped her tongue into it giggling, 'It's slimy... but it tastes pretty good.' I slipped a finger back into her pussy, which caused her to buck. Traci then moaned, 'Fuck me...'"

At this point I rolled over onto my back and told Leigh to get on. She didn't need instructions as Traci had. She eagerly grabbed my cock, rubbed her pussy with it, lined it up with her opening and dropped. Leigh was tight; we had to work to get it all in her. 

I continued the tale, "What I'm doing to you is what I had Traci do; get on top. Traci had had only one lover and very little experience; it took a bit to get my cock fully in her. She had an orgasm before I was completely in her. She then started riding me... hard."

Billie had moved up beside me. She kissed me; I could feel the love in her kiss. I took her wet fingers and sucked them into my mouth, tasting her. She murmured in my ear, "Are you enjoying fucking her? Is she a good fuck?"

Leigh was remarkably flexible. Her hips and pelvis had an amazing range of motion. She didn't have the muscle control Billie had, but with experience I'm sure she'll acquire it. I'd be more than glad to volunteer to help her gain the experience.

I pulled Billie down next to me so I could hold her while Leigh rode me. She snuggled into my left side and watched Leigh work her tight ass. We kissed. "Yeah," I said, "She's good... she's very good."

Leigh's knees were spread wide over my hips. Her hands were braced on my rib cage, giving her the extra control she needed as she worked me. As her butt rose up her inner muscles would instinctively contract around my cock.

At the apex she would pause just before I would have slipped out. If I didn't know better, I would swear I could feel her sweet box nibbling at the head of my cock. Then she would relax, flex her back and drive down, hard, ending with an extra wiggle of her ass attempting to take me in deeper.

Billie's breasts were warm against my left arm. She pulled my left hand down between us to her damp folds and encouraged me to finger fuck her. Holding my hand to her, she breathed into my ear, "Oh... that feels good... you're... you're going to make her cum soon... watch her sweetheart... watch her... and make her cum."

She was right. Leigh forced her knees wider, pressing herself down onto my pelvis harder, forcing my cock further up into her. With her nostrils flaring, nipples hard as rocks, head thrown back, eyes closed; she bucked, she bucked hard as she came. 

Her wet heat was all I could take. Stars flashed before my eyes as I flooded the nymph's puss. As our orgasms subsided, all three of us held each other. Leigh lying flat on top of me, panting into my right ear and Billie snuggled up on my left side.

I stroked my right hand down Leigh's back to her splendid, firm ass. Her butt was still squirming. With my fingers running up and down her slightly, sweaty butt crack, I tickled her. She contracted her pussy muscles around my cock and moaned.

Leigh gasped, "Sh... shit! That was... was f... fucking fantastic!"

As we slowly regained our composure she asked, " B... but... what about... Traci? What... what happened...? Did she cum... again as you fucked her? Did... did you cum?"

Still breathing rather hard myself I answered Leigh's question, "Yes. We...we... both came."

Billie, gently humping my hand, asked, "Did you fuck her again?"

"Yeah... I did. A couple of times."

Hugging Leigh, I told her, "Leigh... you're incredible!"

I was still buried in her and was still stroking her bottom. Lithe, little Leigh was still wiggling; I heard her whisper very softly, "Thank you. Thank you... so much."

Still holding each other we drifted into a light doze. I woke up first, feeling something wet trickling through my pubes. Leigh was still lying on top of me, but my cock had slipped out of her. I was the 'wet spot,' once again! 

My laughter woke the girls. Sleepy eyed and warm from their nap, their hair in disarray, they were beautiful. Both of them stared at each other for a moment and then burst into uncontrollable giggles, sharing a private secret between them I'll never be privy to.

We shifted around some to get a little more comfortable. Lying there, being held by two nude, beautiful women was a special treat I didn't want to end. I noticed it was getting dark outside. 

"Hey, Leigh, why don't you spend the night?" I had more fun in mind.

Billie smiled and gave me an approving look. She then said, "You'd be welcomed."

"God, I wish I could. We could have some more fun. But... I gotta go. I have a date tonight and I want to make it very special, if you know what I mean. So I've got to go and get ready."

Billie got excited and asked, "Who's the lucky guy? Are you going to... are you planning on fucking him?"

"His name is James and he's in our art classes. And yes, I plan on fucking him, but I'm going to let him think he seduced me. Do y'all know him?"

Billie choked and I burst out laughing.

Leigh looked at us and said, "Y'all do know him! Billie, have you... have you fucked him?"

Laughing, I spoke up before Billie, "Yes, we know him... and yes... she's fucked him... on more than one occasion, I might add"

Billie smacked me on the arm; she looked at Leigh and said, "Oh honey, I'm so sorry! But yes, I've had sex with him... a number of times. Please, don't be mad at me."

Blue eyes open wide, Leigh replied, "I'm not mad... not at all! This is so hot! And I thought he might be a virgin. Do you think one day we can we could get together and swap?"

"Yeah... swapping would be fun!" A relieved Billie replied, " And, no, he's not a virgin. Not now anyway. I'm pretty sure I was his first though." 

I spoke up again, "Since he's one of Billie's fuck buddies, he'll go for swapping." 

Leigh looked perplexed and asked, "Fuck buddies? Who or what are fuck buddies?"

"Oh," Billie said, "they're just some guys I have sex with occasionally. Usually it's either Thomas, Steve or... well... James."

Laughing, I added, "Or all three."

Billie let out a little chuckle, "Yeah... or... all three."

Eyes wide, Leigh asked, "All three of 'em? You did all three of 'em at once? I've watched you do two guys but not three! Have you ever done more than three?" 

"No... at least not yet... I don't plan to. Except... honey... would you possibly consider... well... do you think... one day... you, Thomas, Steve and James... might...?"

I grinned at Billie, the thought was very arousing, "I'm game, if they are."

Leigh laughed, and then said, "You guys are crazy! Hey! Are y'all going to the end of the school year pool party?"

Billie and I looked at each other, Billie asked, "When is it?"

"I think its three weeks from now. I hear it gets wild and turns into an orgy. Maybe we can get together and have our own private orgy!" Giggling, "Billie just think! You and me and four guys! Wouldn't that be the most?"

Billie looked at me, "Do you think you can make it?"

"I don't know, but either way I think you should go. You'd have fun and probably have some very wicked tales to tell."

Billie grinned, "If I go... whether it's with you or without out you...there's no 'probably' about it... there will be some very... very wicked tales to tell." 

She went... alone...



A Titillating Tale Ch. 05



Early on Sunday morning I was lying in bed, remembering the sexually blissful Saturday afternoon we had with lithe, little Leigh. When I woke up, the sun wasn't quite up yet. Billie was curled up like a sleeping cat; I was wrapped around her like a blanket.

After Leigh had left we took a shower together and went to bed, nude as usual. I didn't have anything left after Billie and then Leigh had finished with me, so we lay holding each other, gently kissing, tenderly caressing and talking until we drifted off to sleep.

I eased out of bed and got the coffee going. Once I had my cup of joe I sat in the early morning light watching my dear wife sleep. Billie continued sleeping curled up on her side; her long hair was splayed across her face and flowed over her breasts.

Thinking about how much I love this woman made my heart pound. I had to go back to the base that afternoon and it always hurt leaving her. She was the one and only person I loved and happily, she professed the same love for me. We completed each other. 

Billie was awake. She greeted me with a warm, sleepy smile and a luxurious stretch. The sun was up and shinning through the window, clouds were scudding through the sky dappling Billie's nude form with light and shadows. I could watch her for hours. She was physically attractive in a natural way, with an inner beauty surpassing the physical. 

Her natural loveliness was one of the reasons she was in such demand as a nude art model, both at the college and in a couple of private studios. Her fitness regime kept her taut and firm but it also gave her the ability to hold poses for long periods of time without moving.

Finished with her stretch and a quick trip to the bathroom, Billie came to me and took my cup of coffee out of my hand. She then knelt down in front of me without saying a word. Pushing my knees apart Billie reached down and started stroking me to an erection.

Once she was satisfied I was firm enough for her desires, she leaned down and took me in her mouth. Wiggling further in-between my legs, she sat on her heels to get lower and closer to the object of her attention. Looking up into my eyes she smiled around my cock.

I took her by her elbows and attempted to pull her up to take her to the bed; she refused with a quick shake of her head. Billie's head bobbed as she took me all the way down her throat and then back up. She was using both hands on my cock and balls as she made oral love to me.

Billie enjoys sucking cock. She finds the musky smell of a man's cock and balls enticing. To her, the taste of the pre-cum was an aphrodisiac. With practice she had developed the ability to deep throat so she wouldn't have to taste the ejaculate.

My toes were curling; both hands were gripping the seat of the chair. Billie could tell I was going to cum and her nose was buried in my pubic hair. When my orgasm hit I thought I'd choked her. She continued sucking me, until I was finished.

Letting my cock slip out of her mouth she placed her head down on my thigh and looked up at me. Her hands were still slowly caressing my balls. I stroked her hair, her face and her neck as she sat between my legs on the floor. She had a broad smile on her face.

Finally able to speak, I said, "Wow... I didn't expect that this morning."

"It's to thank you."

"For what?"

"For being so kind to Leigh yesterday."

Billie looked at my face and burst out laughing, "Your face! You look so... bamboozled! I know... after she fucked your brains out, you're wondering what I meant by that."

"Huh... well... yeeahh... I was kinda wondering..."

"You were so kind to her yesterday. You held her when she just wanted to be held. You paced your story to her physical responses without rushing her. You were gentle when she needed you to be and you were dominant when she needed it. She knew you were in control and... she trusted you.

"When she was ready, you put her on top so she could control how fast you entered her. After y'all came you held her and stroked her so tenderly. It was wonderful and beautiful to watch the two of you pleasure each other."

"Oh... thank you. I did enjoy it... Leigh is a very special person. I hope she and James hit it off."

"I think they will." 

"Do you think Leigh will succeed in making James believe he seduced her?"

"Yeah. I gave her a few pointers on what really turned James on."

Laughing, I said, "I bet you know everything that turns that boy on."

Softly chuckling, she answered, "Yeah... I definitely know what turns him on."

James had been a virgin when Billie had seduced him the first week after we had opened our marriage. She took him under her wing and led him through the many and various pleasures of sex. She had even reinforced his training... a number of times.

Leigh knew Billie had had sex with James on numerous occasions, What she didn't know was just how well Billie had trained James in the art of erotic pleasures. Leigh was to receive another thorough fucking just a few hours after the one I had given her.

Billie got up off the floor and climbed into my lap. We sat there just holding each other, enjoying the closeness. Her warm, nude body pressed to me was a pleasure; she held her face against mine, her breath caressing my cheek. My heart ached thinking about having to go back to the base.

Pulling her head back, she asked, "Do you think you can make it for 'the end of the school year pool party?'" 

"Leigh said it was three weeks from this weekend, right?"

"Yeah."

"It'll be tough, but I'll see what I can do... but don't count on it. I want you to go... even if I can't."

"You know what's going to happen..."

Smiling, I pulled her close and with a hoarse whisper answered her, "Oh yeeahh... I can imagine what'll happen! It would happen even if I was there... wouldn't it?"

"Yeah... it would. You know me so well." Billie's eyes opened wide, she wiggled her butt and laughing said, "Why, you horny old goat! You're getting hard just thinking about it!"

Laughing, she got up and straddling me sat back down putting her arms around my neck. With her forehead against mine she looked into my eyes... and kissed me.

When we broke from a very deep and loving kiss, I asked, "Will Thomas, Steve and James be going to the party?"

"Thomas and Steve will; James won't, he doesn't like these types of parties. Leigh will be there and of course, yours truly. Do I have to limit my fun to just Thomas and Steve?"

Laughing, I said, "You know better than that. You can have fun with anyone you want. Are you hoping to do anyone in particular?"

"No... well, yes...you."

I let my fingers tickle down her spine to her magnificent bottom and cupped both cheeks. She arched her back causing her nipples to caress my chest. We kissed again. My cock was sticking up between us. 

Billie reached down and with her fingernails, lightly traced around the crown. As pre-cum seeped out she spread it over the head. Lifting her bottom up she ran the head of my cock up and down between the lips of her puss adding my pre-cum to her wetness.

Holding me firmly she centered my cock with her opening and pressed down. She grunted as I entered her. With little pelvic rocks she worked me in deep. Our foreheads were still pressed together as we slowly made love.

A petite, yet strong woman, Billie reached around and grabbed the chair back; she wrapped her legs around the rear chair legs, firmly locking me down. With her hips rocking and rolling she was doing all the work. I could barely move.

Clamping her muscles around my cock, she would rise slowly upward until just the head was inside her; then relaxing she would slowly slid back down. As I entered her innermost depths, Billie would rock her hips back and forth and add a little figure eight before clamping down and lifting up again.

Her movements were agonizingly slow; she had total control. My hands were cupping her darling bottom; we were in a tight embrace, her breasts flattened against me. She moved her head and was nuzzling my face, the crook of my neck and shoulder; she was peppering me with gentle, damp kisses.

Our breathing was becoming ragged. Billie's head was nodding in little circles, a sign she was approaching her orgasm. Both of us were lightly perspiring. I could now smell Billie's special, very arousing scent: a combination of sunshine, fresh laundry, spices and her own sensual sexual musk.

Billie's control was gone; with little intense jerks she mashed her pelvis down against mine. Our orgasms combined; it was as if our souls merged. We couldn't get close enough to each other.

Drawing back a little, Billie looked me in the eyes, she bit her lower lip, silent tears started tracking down her cheeks. This choked me up. I kissed each of her eyes tasting and savoring her tears. We pressed our foreheads together and just held each other.

I do not recall how long we stayed like this, but eventually she got up and went into the bathroom. I followed her and we both cleaned up. I didn't want us to take a shower, at least not right then. The smell of our coupling was raw, sexual and erotic. 

There appeared to be a soft, warm glow radiating around Billie. It was the warm glow of knowing she was loved and her love in return was immeasurable. It made her even more beautiful. 

A soft knock at the front door interrupted our silent communiqué. Looking through the peephole I saw Leigh. She appeared to be excited about something as she was literally bouncing up and down on her toes.

I opened the door and stepped back as a whirlwind of an excited little sprite came bursting through the door. I discovered Leigh was a little chatterbox when excited. Her speech was so rapid she was almost incoherent.

She drew up short as she realized she had interrupted something rather profound. As I started to close the door, a hand placed on the door stopped me. James was here, too.

Leigh's mouth was still open and moving but she wasn't making any sounds. She eventually said, "Oh shit! This is a bad time isn't it?"

Billie looked at Leigh and James and told them, "Yeah... it kinda is."

James was embarrassed, he muttered, "Oh... huh... we'll go... it's not important. We just wanted to invite y'all to brunch... but... huh... we're sorry..."

Pulling James to her, Billie gave him a warm hug. James turned even redder. He has never really been able to relax around me, so being hugged by my naked wife, who he fucks on a fairly regular basis; with me standing there, was disconcerting for him.

Feeling a little evil, I grinned at him and said, "What's wrong James? Not use to holding her with your clothes on?"

James went from blushing to blanching a sickly grey. He looked as if he was going to faint. Leigh erupted with laughter. Billie smacked my arm hissing, "Asshole." 

Leigh came over to me and gave me a big hug. It was hard not to notice her dress. It was loosely woven, white cotton linen with a lace bodice. It wasn't lined. Her pert little breasts and nipples were erotically perceptible. 

I couldn't tell if she was wearing panties until we moved back into the sunlight. She wasn't. All this little minx was wearing was the dress. No panties, no jewelry, no shoes and very little, if any, makeup. She made a very arousing and fetching image.

Looking down at this comely lass, I asked," Well... did you and James hit it off last night?"

Leigh continued hugging me, "Yes..." she giggled; "we hit it off several times last night... and this morning."

Billie stopped glaring at me, and grinning, said, "Oh! We're so happy for y'all!"

Beaming, Leigh excitedly said, "And guess what? James is going to go to the party!"

I chimed in, "So it'll be you and James, Billie, Thomas and Steve! Y'all will have a blast!"

Big eyes blue turned on me, Leigh said, "You're not coming?"

"I'll have to see what I can do when I get back to the base, but I have my doubts."

"But... we're supposed to... Billie and I wanted you guys to..." Then softly, " I was hoping... all four of you would... fuck me, at the same time. I... I wanted y'all to... to", blushing and softly whispering, "gang bang me."

"Leigh, " I said, "it would still be a gang bang with James, Thomas and Steve."

Billie put her arms around me and whispered, "It would be a lot more fun with you there." She then whispered very softly in my ear, "You'd have to fuck us last though. You're quite a bit bigger than they are."

Placing my forehead against hers I answered, "I'll see what I can do."

Leigh and James said their goodbyes and left to do whatever new lovers are going to do. With the skimpy little dress Leigh had on it didn't tax my imagination to come up with a likely scenario. 

The dreaded hour of my departure was drawing near. We took a shower together and started gathering up the few items I had to pack. We put on clothes for the first time this weekend. Billie's, as usual, was a short sundress.

Departing back to the base was heart rendering. I love this woman so much! I hugged her close and told her, "I'll call Wednesday and let you know when I can get back home." 

I call Billie every Wednesday evening. We keep our conversations short; long distance calls are expensive. I'll tell her when I'll be able to come home and if I can't, we'll decide what time I should call her on Sunday.

On Sundays the telephone companies offer weekend rates so we can talk a little longer. There are times Billie wants to let me know that she's had an adventure and has a tale to tell. She'll give me basics but wait until I get home to give me details.

I could usually make it home every other week. Sometimes those two weeks feel like it's a month before I can get home to my love.

As I drove off, I watched her in the rearview mirror for as long as I could. It was heartrending to see her standing there alone... shrinking in the mirror as the distance grew. 

As planned I called her on Wednesday evening. I asked, "Well... have you been a 'good girl' so far this week?" Referring to our code words describing Billie's sexual adventures. 

Billie answered, "Yes... so far. Everyone is so busy. We have final exams coming up and art shows and projects to turn in. I'm working extra hours in the library due to the exams. So no one has time for... fun. Have you found out if you can make it to the party?"

"Not yet. The one guy I was hoping to swap duty with got dropped from school. Honey, it doesn't look good. I can get home the weekend before easily, but it doesn't look like it for the party."

"Damn it! You're always taking other guy's duty, why the fuck, won't someone take yours?"

"Don't know sweetheart, it's a pisser. I'll keep trying. I'll call you Sunday. Love ya."

Billie responded in a sad sounding voice, "Okay, love you, too."

Sunday's call was pretty much the same. Since everyone was so busy we decided to save a little money and catch up when I came home the next Friday.

I arrived home on the following Friday at about 1800 hrs (that's 6:00 P.M. for you civilians). When I left the base, I didn't take the time to shower or change. Since we had had a practical field exercise I was sweaty, dirty and greasy.

Expecting Billie to be somewhat down from the past two weeks I was relieved to see her excited. She came flying toward me intent on jumping into my arms, however she skidded to a stop when she saw how dirty I was.

Taking my hands in hers she leaned in and gave me a loving, deep kiss. I continued holding her hands and stepped back to look at her... WOW! She looked ravishing!

Billie's hair was freshly washed and dried; she had it pulled back in a ponytail. She was wearing one of my old, white, dress shirts from when I had tried to be something other than a military man. It was soft and worn with a frayed collar. The sleeves were rolled up.

Only the middle three buttons were fastened. The shirt emphasized Billie's tan. She doesn't wear make-up nor does she need make-up. Her natural color is enough. The combination made her look fresh, innocence and far younger than twenty-four. 

Holding me away from her she allowed me to look at her. Then she led me into the bathroom and simply said, "Shower."

A hot shower was invigorating. Having washed off the grit and grime I felt presentable. I put on a simple pair of nylon running shorts and went into the living room to join my wife. This time she jumped into my arms. Finally, I was able to hold her, to feel her dynamic body against my body and inhale her scent.

With her arms and legs wrapped around me she kissed me. I was holding her up by cupping her delicious, squirming little bottom with my hands. Nuzzling my ear she whispered, "Bedroom."

Placing her on the bed, I crawled up on top of her. I kissed her eyes, her nose, her cheeks and finally her mouth. I wanted to taste her, to smell her; I couldn't get enough of her. My hands were working their way up her legs. When they reached their goal I found Billie to be warm, wet, slick and freshly groomed. 

Her hands were up the leg of my shorts, stroking me. She murmured softly in my ear, "Now, honey... put it in me... now..."

Skinning my shorts off, I unbuttoned her shirt, totally exposing her. Billie opened her legs wider, raised and pulled her knees back, presenting herself; making herself available to me.

Using the pre-cum Billie had swirled around the crown, I slid the head of my cock up and down her pink little cleft. Once we were welled lubed with our combined juices I pressed into her. As I popped through her vaginal muscle ring she let out a soft, "Oh!"

We worked together to penetrate her as far as we could. Billie hooked her feet over my thighs and worked her hips in a short rocking motion. I slid my hands under her shoulders and cupped one hand beneath the back of her head; the other was holding the back of her neck. Her hands were pushing and pulling on my hips.

As we rocked together, Billie was whispering soft, unintelligible sounds in my ear; little puffs of moist breath, low moans and sweet love. I kissed her, I kissed her eyes, I nuzzled her ears. Her nostrils were flaring and her head was nodding in little circles. 

The sweet scent of her perspiration flooded my senses. Her heat spread from her center outward as she rode her orgasm. The small spasms and little jerks of her inner muscles milked me to a massive peak, flooding her.

We lay in each other arms, our hearts and breathing matching. We relished our closeness. We whispered into each other's ear our love for each other. Billie locked her ankles and using her arms and legs tried to pull me closer. I held her head, cupped gently in my hands.

Except for the soft murmurs of love we lay quietly. I couldn't get enough of Billie. She is one of the warmest and most caring people I know. I cannot believe she is my wife, how did I get this lucky?

As we lay there locked in our embrace savoring our post orgasmic, lethargic contentment, Billie let a gentle little giggle escape. 

"What?" I asked the little minx.

"That was... wonderful!"

"Yeah... it was. It's been a long two weeks, and with no tales to tell from either of us made it even longer."

"... Weeell..."

I pushed up and looked down on Billie's face. She had her lower lip in her teeth and big, innocence, brown eyes looking back. I arched an eyebrow.

A slow blush crept up her neck to her face. Apparently something had happened between last Sunday and today, Friday. I was enjoying her discomfiture. I was going to enjoy this.

"Is there something you want to tell me?"

"... Weeell... we agreed since we were so busy not to call on Wednesday night... right?"

I slowly nodded my head and said, "Yes..."

Billie constricted her legs around me even tighter, "I was asked if I could model late Tuesday afternoon. Some of the art students needed to put finishing touches on their projects and I had been the model they had used the most." She wiggled her hinny.




A Titillating Tale Ch. 05



"Go on..."

"The Art Department had agreed to allow them to use the studio but wouldn't be paying me. The students collected enough money to pay me for my time. I would have done it for free, but they insisted on paying me."

"That's nice... and...?"

"It was a two hour session with breaks. During the breaks I like to walk around to see what each student is doing. It's impressive how much some of them have improved."

Billie was the only model interested enough to look at the student's drawings. The other models would put on a robe or kimono and go to the bathroom or outside to smoke. She felt the art students deserved to have their work appreciated, especially by the models.

Billie, however never covered up. She would walk around, comfortable in her nudity. She figured, why not? Everyone had already seen her naked. She told me it also gave her a small thrill to be the only one naked in a room full of people.

I asked, "How many students were there?"

"Six. All of them were sophomores. The juniors and seniors would have caught hell if they didn't have their projects completed and in on time. The instructors are a little more lenient on the sophomores. If they're a serious art student they want to encourage them."

"...Okay..."

"As I walked around I came to one student's easel and he was having a hard time. I've seen his work, so I knew he can do better. When I looked in his face he looked like he was about to cry. So I asked him if he was all right. He just shook his head.

"I took his hand in mine an brought it to my chest... I know! I forgot I was naked... okay? Anyway, he was shaking. I put my arms around him and hugged him to me."

In my mind's eye I could see this hot, naked, tanned, young woman holding this nineteen or twenty year old man... or boy, like a child.

"Honey... he told me his girlfriend had dumped him that morning. Not only that, but she dumped him because he was a virgin and the first time he'd tried to have sex with her he came as soon as she touched him! AND... she made fun of him in front of their friends! That's not only mean; it's down right cruel

"I sat with him for the rest of the break and let him talk. After the break he was calmer. On the next break I went to see how he was doing and he was doing a lot better. When the session was over I asked him if he wanted to talk some more.

"It was still light out so I told him I lived in the apartments just across the road. He said he lived there too and he could walk me home. It turns out he lived in the building behind us so when we got to our apartment... I... invited him in."

"Had you decided to fuck him?"

"No... not really... "

"You were thinking about it?"

Billie's blush deepened, "Kinda."

"Kinda?"

"Honey... he was a... a virgin... and they had been so cruel to him!"

"So you have this... virgin, in the apartment... what happened next?"

"We sat and talked for a while... and then... I... I kissed him."

"After the kiss what did you do?"

"I stood up and took off my dress and told him I was going to take a shower. I... I asked him if he'd like to join me. He did. We got into the shower together and... I bathed him first." 

Billie laughed, "He was trembling he was so excited. As I bathed him, I'd kiss the area I'd wash. Working my way down across his chest to his belly and then... lower. When I started... soaping up his cock and... his balls... he started... shaking. I then rinsed him...

"I... honey... I started to take him in my mouth and he... he shot off! He splattered spunk all over my face! He was so embarrassed! I bit my tongue to keep from laughing. I stood up and rinsed my face off and hugged him. I told him not to worry about it... 

"He was afraid he wouldn't be able to... to... well, fuck me. I told him we were just getting started. He had one of the hardest cocks I've ever seen. He wasn't very big... I'd say, average... possibly six inches... a little thin, but quite adequate.

"I then had him bathe me. He was a fast learner. As he bathed me he did what I had done to him, kiss where he had washed and rinsed. When he got to my pussy... he... bathed it, thoroughly. I... I then told him on how to use his tongue on me."

Her bottom wiggling, Billie looked up at me and giggled, "Sweetheart... It feels like you're enjoying this." She contracted her muscles around my cock and snickered.

Pressing into her harder I made her groan and whispered to her, "Go on..."

"We got out and dried each other. I then led him to the bed. I lay down and had him lay next to me, I showed him how to... to touch me... how to caress my breasts and how to finger and stroke my pussy. He... wanted to taste me again... so, I moved into a sixty-nine...

"It wasn't long before he asked me if he could put it in... I lay back and I opened my legs." Laughing again, "I had to guide him into me. He almost stuck it in my ass! Poor guy came immediately."

Billie was moving her hips in small slow circles; I started moving with more energy. I put my lips next to her ear and flicked my tongue. She lurched and pressed her breasts up against me. "Tell me ... after he came, what did you do... tell me how... you fucked him"

I was now totally engaged in pleasuring Billie while encouraging her to continue her tale.

"H... he... w... was pretty upset... again... but I clamped... clamped down... hard on him... and wrapped my legs... around... him and held him in... in me."

She was having a hard time concentrating on her story as I worked her.

"He... he got hard... again while I... I... I was using my pus... pussy... to... to milk him. He lasted... longer this time... Oh, don't stop... please... please..."

I cradled her head and held her as I asked, "How many times did you... fuck him?"

Billie was silent as she made love to me. She shuddered with a small orgasm. I continued to work her.

"Tell me sweetie... tell me how many times you fucked him."

" I...I fucked him... twi... twice and...and then gave him... a... a blow job. We... we then fucked... once... more. Re... remember... it... it was his first... piece of ass."

She was now working me... hard. 

I said, "Jeez! ... Wh... what t... time did he leave?"

"Ab... about 11:00 P.M."

Billie was wiggling as I held her. She had done a good thing so I told her, "Sweetheart... you... you did... a... a damn good thing for him... but you're still a 'bad' girl."

She buried her face in the crook between my shoulder and my neck; she pulled me tighter to her. Her butt was squirming all over the place. She was using her aforementioned pussy muscles on me.

Our orgasm wasn't large, but we came together... clutching, clenching, sweating and gasping. We held each other. Her bottom was having post-orgasmic, mini-humps and wiggles... we started laughing, together.

I whispered in her ear, "This reminds me of the tale you told me before I went to boot camp."

Her butt stopped wiggling, she contracted her muscles around my dick and asked, "Y... you... re... remember that?"

"Huh hmm. You had started your freshman year a couple of months before I went to boot camp. Since I couldn't get there to see you very often I had told you to go out and have fun with your girl friends."

"Oh, I haven't thought about that in a long time... but, yeah... I ended up giving a very nice, very shy guy a blowjob... "

"He was a virgin, too wasn't he?"

"... Yes, at least, I believe so... he was being picked on by his friends... and my damned girl friends... just because he was nervous about going skinny-dipping..."

"If I remember correctly... it was your idea."

Laughing Billie said, "It was... and... I was the first to strip..." 

Billie grew serious, "... Honey... he was so nervous... and his so-called friends were so mean to him! So, there I was... naked... on my knees... sucking his dick..."

I held Billie tighter, "Yes, you told me about it. You were so worried I'd break up with you. I believe I told you, as I've told you numerous times... I was all right with it... and I understood... You know, it made me love you all the more." 

"Really...? You don't have any idea how much I loved you for understanding..."

I interrupted, "We've both had our... adventures... before and... after we got married."

Billie giggled, "I'll say we have!" 

My sweetheart was wiggling her butt again, I was still buried in her, she asked, "Are you going to be able to go to the end of school year pool party?"

I gently nuzzled her, "I doubt it. It's a payday weekend. Everyone has plans and since I normally took the other guy's duty on those weekends... well, no one expected me to want off. We're also close to finishing our training."

"Assholes! Honey... there's another reason I hope you can be there... I'll... I'll have just finished my period... and you know..."

I pulled Billie to me tighter, "Is that what happened before... at the beach house party? Counting backward, it would be about right..."

"... Yes... I get so fucking horny after my..."

Nuzzling her, I said, "Sweetheart, I want you to go anyway. Thomas, Steve, James and Leigh will be there and... I trust them... you can let yourself go with them."

"Dan will probably be there, too."

"Who's Dan?"

"The art student I was just telling you about... the now ex-virgin."

"Are you planning on fucking him again?"

"No... but... if he's at the party... I probably will."

"Are you going to introduce him to Thomas, Steve, James and Leigh?"

Billie burst out laughing, "He's an art major, he already knows them."

"Does he know you fuck them?"

"... Yeah... well, maybe not them... but he told me the other night he'd heard...rumors... rumors that I was fucking several of the art majors. "

I chuckled, "What did you tell him?"

Snuggling to me she said, "I told him it was true... I told him I have had sex and still have sex with several of them." 

She sighed, "Then he wanted to know if he could come by this weekend and 'make love to me.'"

Laughing, "What did you tell him?"

"I told him that I only make love to my husband."

"... And...?"

"He was confused... so I told him what I've told others, 'I only make love to my husband, but I do sometimes fuck other men.' It gets old having to tell people that."

"... Do you want to stop having sex with other guys?"

"Do you... want... me to stop?"

"Honey... I'm all right with you fucking other guys... I'd be all right with it if you want to stop. I'll love you no matter what."

Billie whispered, "Thank you for loving me... and understanding. I... I enjoy the... the variety... I... enjoy the differences," she giggled, "especially the different cocks." 

She grew serious, " But I only love you... one day... I may get tired of it... but right now... I do enjoy it so much... I thoroughly enjoyed the beach house party... I've wanted to do it again..."

"You're still embarrassed about it?"

"... Yes... I was so... wanton. Honey... I really don't know now many guys I fucked that night. I so wanted to believe it was only four... but I might have done all of them... I just couldn't get enough... enough cock... whether I was fucking it ... or sucking it..."

I held her and whispered, "It's okay. We'll do whatever makes you happy... sweetie... I promise you... I'm okay with it." I kissed my little oversexed nymph.

This lovely creature said, "In the morning, let's go camp out, on the beach."

On Saturday morning we loaded up our four-wheel drive and located a deserted site at the end of one of the barrier islands. We only saw a few fishermen; we had it mostly to ourselves. We swam, we sunbathed and we made love.

Sunday afternoon I had to head back to the base. I told my love I'd call her Wednesday and let her know if I could make it to the party. I also told her the chances were slim. 

I reminded her I would be completing my training the weekend after the party and had leave coming before reporting to a new base. My new duty station would only be two and a half to three hours away so I should be home almost every weekend. This mollified her. 

On Wednesday I called her, "Sweetheart, it's not going to happen. I can't get anyone to cover my duty... I want you to go to the party... and, please, have some 'fucking' fun."

Billie's voice reflected her disappointment, "Those assholes... Leigh is going to be disappointed, too... but... if you are sure you don't' mind me going..."

"I don't... and... I expect some really wicked tales Sunday when I call."

A small giggle sounded in the earpiece and she said, "With what Leigh has planned... I'm sure I'll have something of interest to tell you... I love you so much sweetheart!"

"I love you, too. 'Bye now."

"Love ya more. 'Bye..."



A Titillating Tale Ch. 06



I hope you enjoy Chapter 06 of A Titillating Tale

As always comments are welcome. MKvDeepSea

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When I called her on the Sunday after the party, Billie and I agreed to wait until I arrived home before she regaled me with tales of her busy little tail. She apparently had been a 'wicked' little thing and wanted to tell me her tales in person rather than on the phone.

On Friday afternoon, the week after 'the end of the school year pool party', I opened the door of our apartment. Billie was standing in the living room; she looked amazing. Her whole body appeared to be glowing with happiness.

Posture nearly perfect, her full, rich hair cascading down her back to her waist. Billie was moving toward me. A smile was on her face and an impish look was in her eyes. The only thing she was wearing was her smile, her preferred style of dress. 

As graceful as a ballerina, swift as a gazelle and agile and strong as a monkey, Billie was in my arms. Her legs were wrapped around my waist, her arms around my neck and her lips delivering a hot and passionate kiss.

After her kiss we stood there with our foreheads pressed together smiling at each other. My left arm was under her bottom supporting her and my right hand was cupped behind her head. 

Speaking softly, I asked her, "Well... have you been a 'good' girl since I spoke to you Sunday."

Billie nuzzled my ear, tracing the tip of her tongue around the outside of it, whispering, "... no... I've been... a 'bad' girl..."

Snuggling her to me, "One of your fuck buddies?"

A gentle giggle, followed by, "...no... someone new... very different..."

"Oh? Who... and when, sweetheart?"

Still whispering in my ear, "Last night... I had a dinner date with a professor from the language department... afterwards we went back to his place..."

Surprised, I asked, "You... fucked him?"

Giggling, Billie pulled back to look at me, "Yeah... I fucked him... I didn't plan on it... but... it happened. I felt like I was in a Peter Seller's movie. Do you want to hear about the professor... or the party?"

"Honey, I'm on leave, we have plenty of time for you to tell me about professors fucking students. I want to hear about the party."

Billie wiggled her bottom and chirred into my ear, "... why are standing here then...?"

Carrying her into the bedroom I placed this energized bundle of love on the bed. Billie pulled my tee shirt off and stripped me out of my shorts. Wrapping her arms around me she pulled me down on top of her. 

Her legs opened and then wrapped around me. I propped myself up on my elbows looking down into her eyes, we didn't need to say anything; our eyes spoke the words for us. My erection was between us resting on the soft padding of her pubic mound.

The slow, gentle undulation of her hips created an arousing friction. My pre-cum was leaving damp tracks on her pubis. Keeping the intimate contact with this petite siren, I rolled us onto our sides.

Caressing her back with my right hand I reached down and under her sweet derriere. I tickled her wet little cleft. Billie continued rocking her pelvis against my cock. Our kisses were tender; her breasts with their hardened nipples were crushed against my chest.

Billie pulled back and started kissing her way down my body. Her hands busy with my cock and balls. When she reached her goal she sucked me in deep. I attempted to pull her around into a sixty-nine but she pulled away.

Softly she said, "... finger me... please... just finger fuck me..."

I slipped a finger into a buttery little clam, and said with a slight chuckle, "Am I getting sloppy seconds from last night?"

She softly chortled, "Honey... he wasn't big enough to leave sloppy seconds." She went back to applying her luscious oral skills to my hard cock.

The skillful use of her mouth and tongue had me close to cumming. I pushed her over onto her back. Billie spread her legs to accept me. As I moved into position she rocked her pelvis up making herself available. 

Quickly rubbing my cock up and down her slippery snatch I combined my pre-cum with her wetness. Centering on her tight opening I pressed into her. A small, "Oomph," escaped her. With her hips pitching up against me, I bottomed out.

I slid my hands up under her arms and captured her hands, pulling them to the top of her head. Bracing myself on my elbows I looked down into her face. She was staring up at me with her big brown eyes. I gave her a soft loving kiss.

Locking her legs over mine she then slid them down my legs. Billie was totally giving herself to me. In return I was totally hers. With gentle pelvic rocks and the tender contractions of her inner muscles we made sweet wet love. I couldn't get enough of her.

Time seemed to stand still as we moved together. Our combined orgasm was intense. We held onto each other and rode the waves. As we came down we cuddled each other, drinking in each other's essence, murmuring adulations in each other's ear.

As I slipped out of her Billie pressed a small towel to her crotch. We snuggled up, nude, warm and whispering our love for each other... I jerked and opened my eyes, "... wh... what...?"

Billie was sitting Indian style watching me, softly she said, "You fell a sleep." She was sipping a cup of hot herbal tea. She was beautiful.

"How... how long?"

"Not long... just long enough for me to see how tired you are. Should we go to sleep?"

"No... I want to hear your story... I want to hear how... 'wicked' you were."

Finished with her tea she lay down next to me, putting her head on my chest. Her left hand trailed down my belly; she started amusing herself with my cock, flipping it back and forth with her forefinger.

She giggled, "Here lately... I've had a number of these... and this is the only one to ever give me total satisfaction."

With my left hand caressing her back, I asked, "I wonder why?" Even though I knew the answer.

Sliding her head down she flicked her tongue over the head of my flaccid member, and then said, "Love... We make love and I can feel the love... the others...? Just want to fuck... and there's a big difference between making love and just fucking."

"You don't enjoy... just fucking anymore?"

"Oh, don't get me wrong. I thoroughly enjoy a good fuck... or two, "giggling, "or even three or more... but, I'd rather be making love to you!"

Fondling, kissing and playing with my semi-erect prick, Billie quietly inquired, "Are you sure you want to hear about the 'end of the school year pool party'... and how fucking 'wicked' your wife was? Or do you want to get some sleep and hear about it later?" 

"... I would like to hear about it... now... start from the very beginning."

Burying her nose in my pubic hair, Billie nibbled her way up to the top of my cock. She gave it a loving kiss and kissed her way back up my body ending with a tender kiss on my lips.

"From the beginning... okay... 'The Party' was scheduled to start at noon last Saturday. It was for the art, drama and music majors. Leigh and James came by to see if I wanted to ride with them. I told them I'd drive my car in case I decided to leave early. 

"I followed them out to the residence where the party was being held. We got there around 2:00 P.M. There was a room designated for changing and leaving personal items. I put my dress over my purse and hung them in a closet." 

"Were you wearing your bikini?" I asked, knowing full well she wasn't.

"...Huh... nooo... why would I? I had planned on being naked and I was. As a matter of fact, for a while, I was the only one there, naked... It was fun! 

"I was on the pool deck when I saw Thomas. He came over and asked me to dance. He took me by my hand and led me to the pool house. It had been re-arranged to serve as a dance floor." 

I could visualize Thomas leading Billie, nude, across the pool deck. She would have been wearing a naughty little smile. Her posture would have been nearly perfect; head held high, chin slightly tucked, shoulders back, breasts high and nipples hard. 

With her flat, solid stomach, pubic hair neatly trimmed, her labia shaved and her tight slit just visible, she would have been extremely sexy, very desirable and beautiful.

Billie continued, "The song they were playing was too fast for what we wanted, so we watched and waited. I held Thomas' hand with both of mine and gently brushed my nipples back and forth against his arm while we stood there." She giggled. 

"Since I was slightly turned in toward him and his hand was already at my crotch... I kinda pressed it to me and slowly... rubbed my mound against his hand. He took the hint and started surreptitiously tickling my slit with his fingers. It felt so naughty!"

Her head on my chest, I was stroking her hair while she stroked me. I asked, "Do you think anyone was watching...?"

After a soft giggle, Billie said, "I was being discreet... but... yeah, several people could tell what we were doing... it made it even... naughtier."

Billie kissed my chest and then slid down taking me in her mouth. The story the little nymph was telling had me fully erect. She would bob her head taking me in deep and then pop back up, she let my cock fall out of her mouth, but she continued stroking me.

As she fondled me, she resumed her story, "We danced to a slow dance, and it was extremely erotic, sensual and very sexual to dance in a crowded room wearing nothing but my wedding band. Thomas had taken his shirt off and was wearing only swim trunks.

"His chest was brushing my breasts and I could feel his hard on pressed against my... my pussy mound. It was an extreme turn on and, oh... by then, I was ready to be fucked. Thomas caressed my sides, back and my bottom so slowly and gently."

Gently interrupting, I asked, "Didn't he do something similar to you at the beach house party?" 

Laughing, "No. That was Steve..." She took me back into her mouth.

After a few minutes of her oral delight, Billie pulled back, looked at me and swung her hips over mine. She ran my cock up and down her very slippery puss, when she had me where she wanted me; she let her weight down. As I entered her she let out a soft moan.

I pulled her down on me. As I surged up in her, I asked, "What happened next?"

Inner muscles milking me, Billie moaned, "He... he continued playing with my bottom and... and then he ran his hand around my hips and he... cupped me... he cupped my pussy. I was really wet... so he slid a finger in me..."

Whispering in her ear, "Was anyone watching him finger fuck you...?"

"Ye... yes. Several people stopped dancing... and... and watched. I kissed him then... and he stroked my breasts... he pinched my nipples. Another guy wanted... wanted to cut in... to dance with the 'naked chick'... but Thomas told him no."

Billie sat up, she placed both hands on my chest, "Honey," she said, "can we go slower? I'll never finish this tale if you keep doing what you're doing."

Pulling her in for a kiss, I asked, "What... am I doing?'

She nuzzled me, "You're making soft sweet love to me... it's difficult to tell you about who I was fucking while you're making love to me. Just hold me like this... with you up inside... please?"

"Okay sweetheart. After Thomas told the guy he couldn't cut in... what happened?" I surged upward again.

"Oh... stop it...! ...Okay... after the song was over I told Thomas to take me somewhere and fuck me. I was ready to do him on the dance floor. He led me to a bedroom; as soon as we were inside I stripped off his swimming trunks. I wanted him right then. 

"After I got his swim trunks off I... I took him in my mouth. He had plenty of pre-cum... so... I used my tongue to swirl it around his cock. Then I laid on the bed and pulled him down on me... I... honey... I wanted it so bad! I... I needed it! I was so fucking horny!"

Stroking her hair, I asked her, "Sweetie... hadn't you just finish your period?"

A very soft, "... yes..." was all she said.

"You're always horny after your periods. It's what happened to you at the beach house party, too, wasn't it?"

Another very soft "... yes... I get so horny after my periods... I really crave cock then!" 

"Did Thomas do you right?"

Billie nodded and continued, "I opened my legs and took him by his cock and guided him into my puss. It was fast, hard and deep... not the way I usually like it, but it felt right, right then. After he came I clamped down on him to keep him in... I wanted more...

"Honey... I... I wanted... I would've done a gang bang right then... I just wanted more cock! Thomas... thankfully... held me for a little while. Then he pulled out and said he had to go find Leigh and James. I'd forgotten they were all supposed to... do her." 

Taking her by the hips I pulled her down hard, grinding my pelvis up into hers. Billie bucked. I held her and whispered to her, "You have no idea how much I love you."

With her hands still on my chest, she pushed herself up and looked down at me, she kissed me, "You have no idea how much I love you or how much I missed you at the party. I... I kept fantasizing you were with me and taking part in my... in my debauchery."

Laughing, I said, "I wish I could've been there. But sweetie, you've been 'debauched' for a while." Laughing, she rested her head on my shoulder. I told her, "Go on, sweetheart. I know you fucked more guys than Thomas."

She was still chuckling as she continued, "I laid there for a while longer, savoring having just been fucked and wanting more. I knew I could find someone, so I got up and went out into the hall. Steve was there looking for me. Thomas had told him where I was.

"He took me by my hand and once again I was being led somewhere. We went to the pool and jumped in. Steve held me from behind, playing with my tits as I cleaned Thomas'... rather copious... huh... deposit out of me.

"We played grab ass for a while, splashing each other and groping each other." Laughing, Billie said, " I attempted to suck his cock underwater but got tickled and started giggling; I couldn't get any air through his 'flesh snorkel', no matter how much I sucked on it!

"When I came up, he pulled me back against his chest, reached around with both hands and... cupped my pussy... I love it when a guy does that!" Billie laid her head on my chest, " He then started to finger fuck me. I really, really needed to be fucked again.  

"Since I was already slick and... open, from Thomas, I was more than ready for my second cock of the evening. Steve pulled me to the shallow end of the pool. He sat on the steps with his cock sticking up and I straddled him.

"He worked his cock into my puss. I put my head back as he entered me and I saw we had a little group watching us; it made it even more exciting... Honey... Steve fucked me the way I like it... deep and very slow."

Billie's hips were working on me again, "When he came, it felt huge! Once he calmed down he pulled out and just held me on his lap. We didn't say anything; it felt good to be held. He then told me he had to go and find James and Leigh."

With her hands clasping the top of my head, Billie bucked and bucked as a small orgasm washed over her. Laughing, I whispered in her ear, "I thought you said those guys have never given you an orgasm."

Still wiggling from her orgasm, she moaned, "It's your cock in me right now... not theirs."

Holding my little sex kitten was a reward in its self. Her body pressed to mine, her breasts flattened against my chest, her fantastic bottom still squirming from her orgasm and the love I could feel from her. Billie fills me with light, warmth and happiness.

Having recovered from her little 'little death' this minx pulled off me and lay on her side. Still relaxed from the after affects Billie was pliable as I spooned her and re-positioned us. I slipped my pride and joy back in her, I told her, "Go on, tell it all." 

Smiling, Billie proceeded with her tale, " I cleaned up from Steve and climbed out of the pool and sat on one of the poolside sofas. Two guys who had watched us came over and sat on either side of me. I looked at them and asked them if I had met them before."

Billie blushed a little, "Honey...they looked... familiar. When they smiled and told me they had... I knew... not only had I met them... I'd fucked them! It was at... at the beach house party... I'd done both of them..."

She may have been a little embarrassed, but telling me she had remembered fucking these two guys had also turned her on... she was pushing her little tail back harder. I gathered her into me even tighter. She was a balled up, tight bundle of sex. 

"Okay," I said, "we know you... fucked... more than the four guys you'd originally thought... so what? It's now possibly six you did at the beach house party... does it matter?"

"No... not really... but... I did all, or most of them... more than once..."

Holding her tighter, I murmured in her ear, "Had you decided to fuck them again?"

Very, very softly, barely audible, she answered with a simple, "...yes..."

My right arm was under and up across her breasts. My left arm was across her abdomen tenderly pulling her back in rhythm with my slow pulses.

"Both of them were... looking at me. I... relaxed and let them play with my tits. They were... hard... both had hard ons. It was... delightful having two guys caressing me... they started taking turns kissing me... I... I liked being kissed by two guys...

"I... I reached over and started... stroking them... they started taking turns, fingering me. I opened my legs to let them know I... I was receptive and... I wanted them. It felt utterly depraved having two guys working on me... while other people watched."

Billie's story was really getting to her; her tight sheath was contracting around me, milking me, as she worked her rear end against me. I pushed myself up so I could look into her face. Her eyes were closed; she had a light sheen of perspiration covering her.

She was lost in her sexual lust, her arousal. Billie was floating in a sea of sexual desire. Wanting more... just like she had at the beach house party or this last party... she was available, receptive. If there were other guys here, in the apartment, at this moment, she would have taken them on, too.

I traced her lips with the thumb of my right hand; she sucked it into her mouth and flicked it with her tongue as if it was a small dick. Her right hand was gently pinching her nipples; her left hand was on my hip pulling me in time with her slow butt thrusts.

A flush crept up her neck, her nostrils flared, heat was building up in her pussy; a slight tremor ran thorough her, followed by a series of jerks. Her back arched pushing her bottom against me. Burying her chin into her chest she thrashed her hips harder.

Gasping, she let out a muffled cry, "... Oooh... shit! Wh... what...? ... You... only you... could make me... cum! ...Why... couldn't you have been there with me?" 

"Shhh... shh... baby... its okay... shhh... I'm here now." I hugged her tighter. She wiggled in my embrace. 

I whispered softly in her ear, "Are you okay?" she nodded her head. "Do you want to continue...?"

In a soft voice, "...yes... I... I like telling... you... about this... while you make love to me and... hold me."

"We don't have to do this right now or at all sweetheart."

"I want to... I just miss you so much when you're gone. I want us to have these adventures together... But, honey, I'm so turned on... please, let me finish..."

So she continued, "Two guys were... fingering fucking me... and... I was working their cocks with my... my hands... I... I had my eyes closed; I felt someone push my legs open further... I raised my knees and placed... placed my feet on... on the cushions...

"Whoever it was kissed... kissed my pussy and then started... started gently nibbling me. I knew it wasn't either one of the other two guys... I... I still had their cocks in my hand... He... he kissed my mound and... licked the tendons on both sides of my pussy.




A Titillating Tale Ch. 06



"Then... he... tongue fucked me... then... he nuzzled his nose through my pubic hair... then he was kissing my belly... my breasts and softly sucking my... my nipples, he kissed my neck, my ears and... he gave me a soft kiss on my lips...

"I could... I could taste myself and... and the cum from... from earlier. Whoever it was, started pressing... what felt like nice size cock into me... he... he fucked it in.... slow... he fucked me... so slow... it was... it felt, good... I wanted more..."

She had slipped back onto her story. I offered her my thumb and again she accepted it as if it was a small penis, gently sucking and tonguing it. I tenderly kissed her ear. She chirred her approval.

Billie was pushing her hips back against me again. Once again, she was lost in her story; she was reliving the events of her lustful tale. I whispered in her ear, urging her to continue.

"I... I felt someone move... and... a cock was pressed to my lips. I remember... half opening my eyes... it was a nice... hard cock... I opened my mouth and sucked it in... I... I sucked on the head... while stroking him... he smelled good... like coconut oil... 

"The other guy... was really... f... fucking m... me slow and deep. I... realized I was on full display... I was out... in the open for anyone to see... getting fucked at both ends... I felt so wanton... wicked... and I... I wanted it to never end!" 

Turning her head she looked up at me. A far-away look was in her eyes. She focused her eyes on me and said, "Oh, baby... I wish you could've been there... The guys... were fucking me... so good! If you'd been there... you would've made me cum so hard!"

Billie pressed back against me, " When... when the guy fucking me came... the guy I was sucking took his place... the other guy... the guy I was jerking off... he offered me his cock to suck... I did... everything seemed to be in slow motion... like a... dream... I was able... to take him... all the way down my throat...

"When the second guy finished fucking me another guy... mounted me, I'm not sure who it was... didn't really care. The guy I was sucking... he started cumming... I was able to swallow... all of it... I was such a wanton slut... I felt as if... I couldn't get enough."

Bending over and kissing her I told her, "Honey... you've never been a slut... a little wanton tramp maybe... but never a slut..."

"I was a wanton something... I wanted more... I wanted... I wanted more guys... to... to fuck me..." Then very softly, "I wanted more cocks... to suck... I wanted more..."

"Sweetie... were they... gentle? Being slow and gentle seems to turn you on even more."

Billie was silent for a moment; she looked back at me, she said, "Yes... yes they were slow... and very gentle." She was blushing, "One of them told me... he remembered... from the beach house party... I liked it slow... I didn't remember him though..."

I just held her, I told her, "Honey... its okay... you had said you weren't sure how many guys you did at the beach house... sweetie... I don't care."

Looking at me, she whispered, "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure... I promise you... I'm all right with it. I love you sweetheart... and everything about you."

She pulled off me, rolled onto her back and held up her arms, "Please... please hold me and... and ... make love to me... I... I have a little more to tell you... something else... to tell you..."

Moving between her legs I re-entered her. I propped myself up on my elbows so I could look into her face. She caressed my face and locked her ankles over my thighs. I smiled at her and received a warm smile in return. Her poise was returning, she continued.

"After the last guy finished... I looked around...there were several other guys watching... I wanted one of them. Some of them had their cocks in their hands... one of them finally came over... he... he was young... probably a freshman... he was too... excited... he didn't last very long... "After he finished... I looked around again. There was another couple... fucking and watching me getting fucked... the guy was fucking her doggie style. Most everyone was now naked... some were... fucking... and others just watching. I... I was such a mess..."

We were making very slow love... her sexual susceptibility made her even more appealing to me. I wanted more of her. I wanted to hold her and love her forever. I was still propped up looking down at her; she was looking back at me... we smiled at each other.  

Contracting her inner muscles around my cock once again, Billie murmured softly, wiggled and settled in to a very slow, controlled pelvic rock. I just held her. I nuzzled her ear and asked her, "Do you want to continue...?"

She softly asked, "With the story or making love?"

"Both... if that's what you want..."

With a gentle giggle and a soft wiggle of her butt she wrapped both arms around me and flexed her legs, holding me tight, "I can do both... especially for you."

She was back in control of herself, "After I had finished with the guys on the sofa... I dove into the pool. I wanted to wash their loads of... cum from my face, breasts, stomach, pubic mound, pussy and legs; I was coated!"

"The pool was mostly deserted as I swam around, there was a really beautiful, nude young woman on an air mattress. She was blonde, with amazing ice blue eyes and a figure some would kill for. Honey... she even turned me on, she was so beautiful!

"She... was watching me. She then slipped into the water and came over to me. I recognized her then, it was Amanda. She's another art student in one of the life drawing classes where I model.

"She had always been very friendly to me when I walked around looking at the drawings during my break. You know I have never bothered covering up when I did this. The students appreciate it when a model shows a real interest in their work.

"I went over and sat on one of the steps after I had finished washing off an amazing amount of cum. Apparently there was far more than the loads I knew about. Amanda sat beside me and congratulated me on my sex show."

Laughing, I said, "It's what you did wasn't it?" We were moving very slowly and gently. 

Billie laughed, "Yeah, it's what I did... enjoyed it, too. Amanda told me she knew I was married and wondered if my husband was aware of my 'extramarital sexual proclivities', her words. I told her you were and had given me permission to have sex with other men. 

"She asked me if me if I was on birth control pills, since I was letting them fuck me bareback. At first I... I was a little taken aback... but her look showed real concern... so I told her I'd had my tubes tied a couple of year ago.

"While we were talking, I was trying to untangle my hair and Amanda said, 'Here, let me.' She pulled a comb from her beach bag and sat behind me with her legs on either side of me. She pulled me back until I could feel her breasts pressing into my back."

My eyebrows arched... I must confess... this, was arousing. 

"It was very erotic," Billie softly intoned, "to be held by this beautiful woman. I've never been with a woman and it was... tantalizing. She untangled my hair and combed it out. Honey... she was so gentle. I... I was sorta turned on..."

Billie looked at me and said, "I then asked her if she would be interested in having a threesome with us.... She stopped combing my hair and looked at me. My... my heart started skipping beats...as those cool blue eyes looked into mine."

This turn of events definitely had my attention. Billie noticed, too, "Oooh... you horny old goat... you like the idea... huh?" She clamped her pussy down on my cock.

Looking at me, Billie grinned, she knew I would like what happened next, "Amanda... gently stroked one of my nipples... with just her fingernail. As she stroked my nipple... she turned my head, leaned in... and kissed me, very softly... her tongue just barely darting in and out of my mouth. 

"Her other hand dropped down between my legs and with a gentle touch, she stroked me. Honey... I opened my legs... it felt... well I wasn't sure how it should feel. It was so very different from a man... since I was wet and... open... you know, from the guys... she... she slipped a finger in me... 

"She then pulled back while still looking in my eyes... and slowly finger fucking me... she whispered, 'A threesome sounds intriguing, but you need to know I'm gay'. She then told me, 'I might be willing to fuck your husband; just so I could have you.'"

I had to ask, "Have... have you ever... even considered doing another... woman?"

Looking at me, with her eyebrows raised, she responded, "Do you want me to?"

"Honey," I paused, "from what you're telling me, Amanda is beautiful, but since she's gay she wouldn't enjoy sex with me, but would do it so she could have sex with you. You wouldn't enjoy sex with her, but would only be doing it for me."

"Yeah..."

"If she's not having fun and you're not having fun, I wouldn't be having any fun either. It's a no win situation..."

The look on Billie's face told me she liked my answer. She continued, "Amanda then leaned in and gave me another soft kiss... and slipped a second finger in me. She moved one of my hands to her breast. I caressed her breast as softly as she was caressing mine."

Her sweet rump wiggling, Billie looked up at me and asked, "Honey? Are you sure... you don't want me to have sex with Amanda... or is what I 'm feeling, just your dick dreaming about it?" She clamped down on me again... hard. 

Clinching my teeth I told her, "It's arousing... but only to hear about it. Were... were you enjoying her finger fucking you?" 

Billie snickered, "You old goat... yes... it was... very enjoyable." Laughing she added, "There are a lot of guys that could learn a thing or two from her."

Continuing, Billie said, "Amanda broke our kiss and told me she could taste the cocks that had been in my mouth. She gently traced my ear with her tongue and whispered if she had had a smorgasbord of women, like the one I had of men, then her mouth would taste like pussy.

"She then told me while the idea of a threesome was indeed intriguing to her, she didn't think I was ready for a girl on girl experience. She also told me she could tell I was straight. 

"While she might be willing to fuck you, just so she could have sex with me and I would probably have sex with her, she knew I would only be doing it to please you. She then said, 'I don't want to be a sideshow; I want to be the main event.'"

"Damn!" I thought to myself... then, I said, "Well, it looks like we're all on the same page... huh?"

"She... she then pulled her fingers out of me... and ... and honey... she put them in her mouth... and... and sucked them like it was the best thing she'd ever had! She looked at me and said, 'Hmmm... I haven't had pussy marinated in man sauce in a long time.'" 

"Honey, I... I felt deprived... it had felt so good... her finger fucking me like she did..." Billie went on, "We hugged each other and agreed to be 'just friends'. I thanked her for untangling and combing my hair and being so... so gentle and understanding."

My imagination was going wild. I could just see these two nude, very hot and attractive women hugging each other in the swimming pool! Breast mashed to breast! 

We were still slowly making love. Billie commented, "Sweetie, your cock suddenly surged up inside me and it feels larger and harder than it was just a minute ago..."

I told her, "You don't know what a hot image you conjured up. I could see the two of you hugging... naked... in the pool!"

Billie laughed, "You fucking horn dog!"

Embarrassed from getting caught by being aroused with Billie's... exploration... of Sapphic love, I asked, " Did you... have anymore... did you fuck anyone else... or..."

Her laughter chimed in my ears, Billie went on to tell me, "Yes honey... I fucked someone else..." 

Billie gave me a kiss, "I got out of the pool and wanted to wash off the chlorine, so I went to find a shower. As I was taking my shower... I felt, rather than heard, someone enter the shower behind me. 

"When, whoever, started soaping me up... I thought it might have been Steve. We've taking numerous showers together... but," she laughed, "it could have been Thomas or James... I've showered with them, too..."

I nuzzled her neck, "Did you fuck them in the shower?"

"Sometimes... and, usually in the bed after the shower... if one was available... it depended on where we were and if a bed was available..."

"What? Depending... what...? Where else... would you have fucked them...?"

Laughing at my bafflement, "Honey... I've taken showers with them at the beach... at a state park, at the gym... a few other places... but... sweetie... those are stories for later."

"The beach? A state park...? Oh... okay... later... finish this tale about the party... A state park?"

Billie grinned, kissed me on the nose and said, "Yes... a state park, in the women's shower... Thomas, Steve... and James... the four of us... oh, five... huh, Leigh was there... I'll tell you later... okay?"

"When...?"

"Later, sweetie."

"It's a good thing I'm on leave... we have a lot of tales to talk about."

With a slight chuckle, Billie resumed her tale, "Annywaayy... whoever... it was... started to wash my back, my bottom, between my legs and around to my stomach and then up to my breasts. He pulled me back against him and... his cock pressed into my butt... he was... very hard...

"He then started a nice, slow, gentle finger fuck. I leaned forward against the shower wall to let whoever it was, know I was... ready. My legs were spread as wide as I could get them. I rose up on my toes... and arched my butt up so he could get at my pussy. 

"When he entered me... I truly thought it was Steve... but the cock felt a little bigger and somehow different. I looked over my shoulder to see who was fucking me... it was someone I didn't know... 

"He was very nice looking and had a really nice size cock. I... I introduced myself as he fucked me... I was enjoying his cock... it felt so good! He told me his name was Bill."

The little sex goddess wiggled. She was reveling in telling me about her last minute, no-strings attached, fuck of the day... with another stranger... "Bill used long, slow, power strokes, I really liked it. He... he was good! He... he came hard... his knees buckled and... he almost collapsed. He then pulled out of me and left as quietly as he had when he had entered the shower."

This was incredible, I had to ask, "He... he didn't even thank you for a piece of ass?" 

"No..." she said, "I finished my shower and cleaned myself. I decided to head home... I went to tell Leigh I was leaving... she was... very busy. All I could see was... arms, legs and penises... with Leigh in the middle... I didn't interrupt her.

"Honey... I was rather pleased with myself." She was smiling up at me wiggling her ass,"I had been a 'wicked', wanton, little tramp, with a number guys. I had put on one hell of a sex show and even made out with a girl! If only you could've been there with me...!" 

I rolled her over on top of me; we were still making slow love... We came together... softly... gently. As we lay there on the bed in a post-sex haze, I asked Billie, "Sweetie, do you have any regrets about opening our marriage?" 

Her answer was a simple, "No."

"Would you change anything?"

She thought for a minute and answered, "No... well, yes... I wish you could always be here with me..." then softly, "I probably wouldn't be quite as... promiscuous as I am now... but I think I would like to... to have the freedom... to fuck other guys occasionally... I do enjoy it..."

Laughing she added, "I wouldn't have gone to dinner with that language professor... but that's another tale..."

From what I was hearing, there were a lot of tales to tell...



A Titillating Tale Ch. 07



The smell of fresh coffee woke me. The sun was already up and shining through the windows. It alarmed me at first; after a number of years in the military I was usually up in time to greet the sun. Following an initial jolt of anxiety, I remembered, I was home, on leave.

Billie, my sweet wife, was sitting on the foot of the bed. It was my normal routine to get up before sunrise, make coffee, take a shower, pour my coffee, sit and watch Billie sleep until she woke up. She had turned the tables; this time she was up, watching me.

She was peering at me over the lip of a cup of hot herbal tea. The tenderness in her gaze was heart warming. Lowering her cup she greeted me with an affectionate smile. Without saying a word, she held up a finger, gracefully rose and walked out of the bedroom. 

Watching the fluidity of her walk, the elegant poise of her posture and the slightly sassy sway of her bottom made me appreciate what a fortunate man I am. She was nude, her usual state of dress whenever possible. 

She returned with a cup of fresh, hot coffee for me on a tray with a toasted whole-wheat bagel and sliced fruit. Setting the tray between us she sat back down in the lotus position, one of her favorite ways of sitting. I appreciated it as well.

The faint smell of soap and shampoo washed over me. I asked, "...been up long?"

A loving smile greeted my question, and then, "Long enough to shower; wash and dry my hair... brush my teeth."

"You smell good."

"Thanks... you don't."

"Day old fish and oysters?" An on-going joke between us.

Laughing, "Yeah..."

"It's your fault..." I received a, I can't believe you said that, look. I smiled, saying, "Sweetheart, you're the one telling me about last weekend's 'end of the school year pool party' where you... shall we say...had a 'fucking' good time and got both of us horny."

My jovial repertoire resulted in rather soft and a kind of sad laugh. Billie swatted my arm saying, "Asshole... now, take a breath... hold it..." she leaned over and gave me a kiss.

Her reaction concerned me. I knew enough to wait until she wanted to talk about it.

Continuing with my jovial attitude I had started, I said, "Morning mouth?"

"Yep..." "I'll go take a shower, brush my teeth and then..." I wiggled my eyebrows.

After my shower I found Billie, once again, sitting in the lotus position on the bed. She held up a fresh cup of coffee for me. I sat with my back against the headboard admiring her.

I have often asked myself, "Why does this wonderful creature love me? An extremely intelligent woman, an honor student, physically fit, sensual and sexy, attractive... and she loved me. Why?" 

Billie moved to sit beside me. She snuggled in on my right side; she placed my right arm around her. Looking up at me she asked, "Honey... what would I do without you?"

Looking at my wife, my life mate, I said, "I... was just thinking the same about you. I was wondering, 'Why does this woman love me?' You could have any man you desired."

Billie sat up, turned and sat on her knees facing me. Oh, what a lovely sight. She took my right hand in both of hers and looked directly in my eyes. Her lower lip was between her teeth as she stared at me.

"Sweetheart, " she began, "you are the world to me. You are kind, gentle and patient... yet strong, you give me everything I need and anything I want. You encouraged me to go back to school and earn a degree in the area of my greatest interest, art.

"You accept me for who I am and you complete me. And... well... you encouraged me to... to explore my sexuality... and my fantasies and... to act on them. You don't get jealous or... act as if I'm your... property. You let me... just be me."

I reached out and placed both hands on her face, gently bringing her to me. She melted into my arms for a deep and loving kiss. When we broke from the kiss we just held each other. Her nude, warm body pressed to mine.

Her right hand drifted down across my stomach and stopped to play in my pubic hair. Tickling and tugging tenderly her fingers did a thorough exploration. They then worked their way to my nuts, gingerly feeling, investigating and playing with them.

Following her hand, Billie kissed her way down. Stopping briefly at my nipples and bellybutton, she eventually reached her goal. With her right hand still exploring my balls, she used her left hand to guide my now very turgid tool to her lips.

Resting the left cheek of her face on my abdomen, she used just her lips and tongue to kiss the head. Her left hand gently stroked my length as she mouthed me. Occasionally she would rub my erection against her face and nuzzle through the pubic hair.

Attempting to turn her into the sixty-nine position to lavish some of the same attention on her, she refused with a shake of her head and a, "Nuh huh..." she continued her task.

I slid lower in the bed to lay flat, Billie chased after her target keeping her oral contact with me. Whispering, I asked, "Wouldn't you like me to...?"

Another shake of her head and another, "Nuh huh..."

Knowing her preferences, "Don't you like having your pussy licked and fingered?"

A muffled, "Fingered... yes... Licked? Very rarely... and you know that." She went back to sucking me.

Teasingly, I asked, "Didn't you enjoy it last Saturday when one of your... partners... ate you out and tongue fucked you?"

"Nuh huh... slimy."

"Why didn't you tell him?"

I received a light little warning nip; I was going somewhere she didn't want to go, at least not at the moment. I ignored the warning... I was having fun teasing her. 

She sorta growled, "... I was busy with two other cocks at the time..." She went back to her task at hand.

Continuing with my teasing, I said, "Oh... I get it... you were being polite. You didn't want to talk with your mouth full..."

Without breaking contact, Billie swung around so she could look up at me. With my cock still in her mouth, she murmured, "... ash...ole..." then nipped me again... harder. 

Now... she had my attention. Billie sat up, saying, "I've said it before and I'll say it again, I'll take a hard cock in my pussy over a slimy tongue any day."

Trying to look contrite, I said, "I know sweetheart... but... I couldn't resist..."

Laughing now, Billie swooped down to continue her fun. Looking back up at me she said, "You know... Leigh loves oral sex... so does James."

"What about Thomas and Steve?"

"They're kinda like me... and you... it's fine for foreplay, but they'd rather fuck." She returned to her duties and swung her crotch up over my face. Her trimmed puss was slightly open begging to be finger fucked. 

With a finger slipping in and out of her snug little clam, I had her making happy sounds. Propped up on her elbows working me with her mouth and feeling her breasts grazing my abdomen made a very erotic combination.

Coming up for air, Billie said, "I... I love... being finger fucked..." Laughing, "No licking, no tongue fucking and no damned tongue slime... just... your pre-cum and my own pussy juice... it's all we need for..."

Pulling away from me she laid down pulled her legs up and beckoned me with her arms. I slid up on top of her and hit the target. Slippery from my pre-cum and her own pussy juice, I entered her with just a little effort.

Billie is tight. Between yoga and Pilates she is strong. As my cock popped through her vaginal ring, she yelped and started working her hips to take me deeper. When I was in as deep as we could get it, we settled into a slow, deep pelvic grind.

Legs spread wide, knees bent, ankles locked over my legs Billie was rocking her hips. She had her arms around me hugging me tightly to her. Soft grunts were being puffed into my ear. 

My arms were up under her back with my hands cupping the back of her head. Since I'm a foot taller than she is my chin was resting on the top of her head. We were a tight, squirming, bundle of sex.

Time appeared to stand still... Billie's climax started building first. Her head nodding in little circles, shallow gasps from her mouth, heat spreading from her loins, her orgasm came like a tide; gentle waves, followed by stronger seas until the flood was complete.

Her inner muscles were contracting and releasing as she rode her orgasm. Mine was close behind, the light perspiration, the heat, and Billie's unique sensual musk was enough for an overload. We were merged as if we were one.

We lay there nuzzling each other. Whispering our love in little unintelligible soft sounds, their meanings instantly understood. I propped myself up on my elbows so I could look in her face. She was radiant. Once again I was asking myself, "What did I do to deserve her?"

Tenderly touching each other's face, neck and stroking each other's hair we stayed like this for a while. I rolled us over so Billie was on top. She contracted her inner muscles, looked down at me and smiled.

She started slowly rocking, her bottom moving slowly back and forth. I tickled her back down to her butt and then grasped the muscular globes of her bottom. I learned, a long time ago, if you played with her butt, you'd be rewarded...

Surprising me, Billie bucked, hard! There must have been a remnant of her earlier orgasm hanging around; she went off quick and hard. Clasping me she rode me, "Damn! Oh... DAMN...! Oh...!" She exclaimed. 

Breathing hard she gasped, "W... where... the fuck... d...did that come f...from?"

I held her as she laid panting and trembling. Her head was over my shoulder, her knees were beside my hips and her feet were up over the back of my thighs. She felt small and vulnerable, I held her tight. Damn... how I loved this woman!

As usual, Billie was worried about me. As she caught her breath, she puffed, "W... what about y... you?"

"Don't worry about me, sweet pea."

"B... b... but you're s... still hard."

"Honey, I'm on leave, we have time to finish later."

"Are... are you sure?"

"I'm fine sweetheart." I pulled out of her and rolled her off me. As I went to pull her up to me...

"Wait... wait... I don't have a damned towel!"

Laughing, "Don't worry about it... it's on my side of the bed"

We snuggled up together; her head was resting on my chest. We made small talk about school, when the summer semester was going to start, where Thomas and Steve were going to work this summer and whether or not Leigh and James was now an item.

She was idly playing with my now flaccid member, flipping it back and forth and around and around. Laughing she asked, "How can this thing be so big and hard one minute and look like an oversized slug the next?" 

Laughing, I retorted, "I've heard it called a lot of things, but never an oversized slug." 

Giggling, Billie slid down and slurped it into her mouth. With her head bobbing she brought on a metamorphosis, from an oversized slug to a miniature baseball bat. She was quite proud of herself.

Billie popped my cock out of her mouth laughed, and said, "Even soft... you're bigger than Professor H. was hard."

I looked at her and asked, "Professssoorrr... who...?"

"The professor from the language department that took me out to dinner Thursday night... remember...?"

"Oh yeah... the guy you went to dinner with and then... fucked... I believe you said?"

Giggling like a teenager, Billie chortled, "Yeah... I suupppooose, you might say I fucked him... but... honey, about all he did was make a mess in my crotch. I could tell, he got it in, but that's about all! The poor bastard was trying sooo hard, too!"

"Tell me about it."

Snickering, Billie said, "I reckon it's as good as a time as any. Professor H. is a language professor in the language department. He teaches a Romantic Language course. He comes into the library quite often. For some reason he always stops to talk to me."

"Don't you usually wear one of your sundresses to work in the library?"

"...Huh... yeah... why?"

"I know why he stopped to talk to you... Most of those dresses are... rather short." 

Snickering, she answered, "Not all of them, some come down past mid-thigh. But... I may have, possibly... maybe, a time or two accidently been in a position where he saw something." Giggling, "Hell, I've probably flashed half the school by now."

"When did he ask you out?"

"Tuesday evening, at the library. I told him I'd have to ask my husband, but I didn't let him know you weren't there. I told him I'd let him know Wednesday afternoon."

"Telling him you had to ask your husband didn't scare him off?"

"... No... I... I didn't think of that... it didn't seem to concern him..."

"Do you suppose... he heard, I wasn't home much and you might put out?"

Blushing, Billie looked at me and said, "It's... it's not really... a secret I'm married and... and I fuck around... so, yeah, he's probably heard something..."

"Hmm hm... How old is he?"

"Forties. He works so hard at projecting this European continental gentleman image. It's really... kinda sad in a comical way."

"What did you decide to wear?" 

"I wore a little black dress; the one with the bodice not requiring a bra. I wore matching sandals and Mammaw's choker pearl necklace and the matching pearl earrings."

"Sounds elegant but... there's not much to that dress. It's cut so low your nipples peep out every time you take a deep breath and it barely covers your butt."

"Oh... not that one. This one was actually mid-thigh. Now the bodice... yeah... it's cut pretty low... but I could actually sit in this one. Now... if I wanted something to show... I could easily do it..." giggling, "Which I had planned on doing, and did."

"Did you wear panties?" "I didn't see any reason to wear panties... I hate them... and I was planning on letting him get a peek anyway... even though, I'm pretty sure he'd seen it before in the library."

Laughing, "Yeah... and now he's fucked it."

Billie giggled, and said, "You asshole... but you're right." Snickering she added, "He's tasted it, too."

"He ate you?"

"Yeah, remember... he was suppose to be a European continental gentleman... and reportedly, they eat pussy... I don't think he's had much practice though."

"That bad of a night huh?"

"No... not really... it was kinda nice, up to a point. Professor H. works so hard at projecting the image of an older British or European gentleman. I looked up his biography in the library; he was born and raised here. He even went to this school.

"He picked me up on time and really seemed to appreciate the way I was dressed. He told me, 'You are as lovely as I thought you would be.'"

"Nice... What was he driving?" I asked.

"It's British and long and low... a Jaguar XK something or another..."

"Sounds like an XKE. I bet he enjoyed helping you getting in and out of the car."

"Yeaah, why? OH! Yeah... I didn't think of that." Giggling again, "I wondered why he was muttering, 'Lovely... lovely... the huh, dress... the dress, it's so lovely.'"

"Oh, I'm sure it wasn't the dress he thought was lovely..."

"You know, honey, he tried his best to make sure I had a delightful evening. He took me out for a candlelight dinner. He opened doors for me, he helped me in and out of the car, and he pulled out my chair... he even found a restaurant catering to vegetarians and ordered for me."

"Was he touchy feely?" I asked, interrupting her.

"No... no, he was a gentleman... He seemed to... really appreciate me going out with him, but he appeared to be so wrapped up in the image he was trying to project. He was busy noticing, who, was noticing him."

"Probably proud to be seen with a woman like you. So the dress was to entice him?"

"Well, yeah, I did want to tease him... a little. Now, the waiter we had... he was very attentive to me. I... kinda teased him with a few subtle... accidental displays. The professor... seemed to enjoy this... he kept smiling and grinning."

"How about after dinner, did he want to go dancing or anything?" 

Billie burst our laughing, she said, "When we were finished with dinner he asked me if I'd like to come up to his place. With the 'image' he was trying to project, I wouldn't have been surprise if he'd ask me if I'd like to see his etchings!

I chuckled and said, "Oh, I knooow what he wanted..." Billie laughed, "Okay, you know-it-all... He had a second floor condo overlooking the river. It was a nice place. Very... continental."

"No etchings, huh?" 

"No..." Giggling, "he didn't... but he did ask me if I'd like a massage."

"Well... that's one way to get you naked."

"I told him a massage would be nice. He got out his oils and massage table and then hemmed and hawed before telling me I'd have to remove my clothes. He was so... nervous; I wanted to laugh so badly! If felt like I was in a Peter Seller's movie!

"I stood up and let the shoulder straps of my dress slid down my arms. My dress then slid down to the floor. All I was wearing was my wedding ring, the pearl necklace and my earrings. 

"Standing nude in front of him with nothing on but a smile, I," she laughed, "... curtsied. His face was priceless. I don't think he expected to succeed in getting me naked. Then... honey... he handed me a hangar for my dress! He even hung it up for me!

"Gentlemanly of him. Was this when you knew he was planning on trying to fuck you?"

"Oh, I knew it from the start, why else would he ask a married woman out, except hoping to get a piece of ass. I could've stopped him at anytime... but... I wanted to see where this was going to go."

Laughing, I said, "To his bed... with his cock buried in you! Where else?"

Billie was laughing as she said, "You are such an asshole... ANYWAY... I asked him to please try not to get any oil in my hair. He had me lay face down on the massage table and he started his massage. It was... pleasant, but he wasn't a professional masseur. 

"He worked my neck and shoulders and down my back spreading his warmed oil. He spent an extra, long time on my ass. He really liked spreading my cheeks and dribbling warm oil on my butthole. I was a little worried he may want to... to butt fuck me. 

"But then he worked his way up my legs to my pussy. He slavered it with extra oil and spent a long time massaging it in. Ooh, now that felt good! I... opened my legs a little more and... well... I pushed my butt up a little. Then he asked me to turn over."

"He didn't try to finger fuck you?

"Well... no... I was hoping he would... but...no, not yet."

"Not yet?"

"No... I turned over and he worked on my front. He really enjoyed massaging my boobs." Laughing, "I wondered when sucking, nibbling and tonguing nipples while squeezing boobs had become part of a massage. 

"Then, he started exploring and oiling my pubic mound. I couldn't imagined why a massage required oiling my pubic mound so... so very, very thoroughly... it did feel good, I'll say that much. He then moved to my pussy again."

"Oh... so now he gets to the finger fucking, huh?" 

Laughing, Billie said, "He did in fact slip an oily finger into my pussy and started finger fucking me. And... it was feeling, oh so damned good! Then he slipped a second finger in and started using his thumb on my tickie spot... I... was really, really enjoying it...

"I knew then, I was going to let him fuck me... But... damn it... if he didn't ask, 'would you like to make love?'! Hell's bells! I was humping his hand and fucking his fingers! Hellooo! I stopped, looked at him, and said, 'No... I can't make love to you.'

"Sweetheart, he looked devastated! He just knew he was going to get some pussy. And he was, but on my terms." I said, "'I only make love to my husband. But... I will fuck you.' This seemed to throw him. He stuttered, "Y... y...you'll f... fuck me?" 

"Being a little bitch, I shrugged my shoulders and said, 'Sure... I don't see why not.' He took me by my hand and helped me up. As he led me to his bedroom, I asked him, 'Will you, please, wipe some this oil off me?'"




A Titillating Tale Ch. 07



Billie grinned and said, "Baby... he looked at me like he'd hit the jack pot. He picked up the softest, fluffiest towel I've ever felt and started slowly wiping the excess oil off me. I turned around and leaned back against him and guided his hands as he toweled me off.

"I slowly guided him from my neck, to my breasts, then my stomach. I guided his hands as he toweled my pussy. I started... slithering against him. I could feel his hard on pressing into my ass. Turning around, I placed both my hands behind his head. 

'He's not much taller than I am so we were eye to eye. So as he wiped down my back... I started to hump and grind against him; I then kissed him and dropped my hand down to his cock, stroking it through his pants. Honey... I thought he was going to cum!"

I interrupted, "Hell, you're about to make me cum! Not very tall, huh? What... did he look like?"

Giggling, Billie said, "Oh... he was about five feet six or so inches tall, weighing, maybe one hundred fortyish pounds; blondish hair, gray eyes and a fucking goatee; he was pale and little flabby." Giggling, Billie added, "He had a little... pot belly."

I couldn't help but laugh, "Really not your normal type, huh?"

"No, not at all." She continued, "I unzipped him... I now know what guys mean by a chubby. Sweetie, I dropped to my knees and started giving him... well... a true 'knobber', he fit completely in my mouth. He started stripping while I blew him

"The 'Professor' led me to his bed and had me lie back and spread my legs. He... he buried his face in my... snatch and started lapping like a dog... gross! He kept mashing his whole face into me, rubbing that fucking goatee all over my... my parts! Eeeeww!

"Then he slid up on me and without much more than a quick kiss... he stuck it in me and with all the extra oil he had spread on me, he slid right in. Sweetheart, he huffed, puffed and chuffed. I was truly afraid he might have a heart attack or stroke or something!

"His cock was short and stubby... it was just long enough I could say he fucked me. And talking about quick! I believe rabbits take longer! Wham bam it's over ma'am! I mean, where's the romantic European, where's the exotic lover?"

Billie was laughing hard, "Honey... h... he... act... actually... asked m...me, 'Was it good for you?' I couldn't believe it! I was biting my tongue to keep from laughing. I smiled at him and told him it had been very pleasant and I thanked him for the evening." 

Howling with laughter, she said, "H... he... then ha... handed m... me a... a pre-moistened and wa... warmed washcloth! I... I didn't want to... to waste it, so I... I cleaned myself... dressed, and h... he took m... me home."

I was laughing too, "Polite bastard anyway."

"Oh... Oh and!" She laughed, "On the way home, he told me, 'I don't think it would be wise to tell your husband about the massage or the intimacy we shared tonight.'" 

"And you told him..."

"I told him I told you everything. He asked, 'Everything?' I said, 'Yep, including the fact that I sucked your cock and that we fucked.' He didn't say anything the rest of the way to our apartment."

"Did he kiss you good night?"

"Yes, yes he did... honey, I was kinda mean then... I hugged him, rather intimately, and in a breathy whisper, asked, 'Would you like to come in and maybe, do it again?' 

"He whispered back, 'Your husband isn't home?' I told him you wouldn't be home until Friday afternoon. 

"It seemed as if he was going to come in, when he asked, 'What does he do.' When I told him... he suddenly got nervous and stammered, 'N... no thanks. It's been a l... lovely e... evening.' And left."

"Would you have fucked him again if he'd come in?"

"Well... since I'd invited him in... and I'd already fucked him once... yeah, it would've been the polite thing to do."

"Sweet pea, did you truly want to fuck him?

Laughing gently, Billie told me, "No... Honey, I felt like it was my duty to fuck him. He was very kind and considerate and the poor soul had worked so hard to get a piece of ass. It would have been cruel for me to turn him down. So... was I a 'bad' girl... or what?"

"Well... it was a mercy fuck..."

"But... I did in fact fuck him and he... sorta, came in me..."

"Do you want to be a 'bad' girl?"

"I love being a 'bad' girl... "

"So it shall be... you were a 'bad' girl... doing an act of mercy."

We shared a good laugh about Billie's adventure with the professor. I pulled the little minx to me and kissed her. As we kissed, we started caressing; she then wiggled and giggled.

I asked, "What now?"

Still giggling, Billie said, "I told Donna last Wednesday, I was going out with Professor H. She about died. She made me promise to tell her about it."

"Donna... your boss at the library?"

"She's not really my boss, but, yeah."

"Did she and her husband ever work their problems out?"

Billie sighed, "No... she's still fucking the drummer in the band she sings in sometimes."

"Does her husband know about it?"

"No... he thought it was a one time thing."

"What did Donna think...? If she set it up for you to fuck her husband then it was all right for her to continue fucking the drummer?"

"Yeah... I think so... she asked me if... if I'd fuck him again; I told her no... they needed to work it out by talking and being honest with each other. 

"I'm sorry I fucked him at all... he was a nice guy, rather nice looking and not a bad fuck... Anyway, they were talking so seriously when I left that night, too."

"He was the first guy you fucked, after we officially opened our marriage, wasn't he?"

With a little chuckle, she sad, "Yeah... after you and I talked, you left on Sunday and I fucked him, at Donna's request, on Monday." Billie snuggled up to me, "Then I fucked Thomas Tuesday afternoon and Steve Thursday morning."

Caressing her back, I added, "And you seduced James Thursday night... kinda went wild at first didn't you?"

Sliding down my torso, Billie took my dick in her hand, as she dipped her head, she said, "I was going wild before then... and... I really haven't stopped... have I...? Honey, I should have talked to you sooner... I'm sorry I didn't..."

"Sweetie... I've told you and told you, it's all right... I'm okay with it."

Magical mouth working, Billie paused, and said, "What would I do without you?"

Taking me deep into her throat Billie would then grasp my cock with her hand, clamp her lips tight and slowly ease back up, then swirl her tongue around the head. She's as expert at sucking cock, loving the smell of a man and the taste of his pre-cum.

I pulled her so I could reach her bottom. She loves having her bottom stroked and tickled. Don't mess with her butthole... we've tried anal sex and she did not care for it at all! Tickle her hinny though and she'll wiggle and moan like crazy.

My sweet pea pulled away from me and threw her legs over my hips. Smiling her love, she centered me with her opening and pressed down. A small 'humph' escaped her as I slid in. Billie continued looking down into my face as she started working her hips.

Cupping my face with her hands, she gave me a deep kiss. I held her head in my hands. Clamping, rising, releasing sliding back down, a little wiggle of her hips, rocking forward and then back, then repeating. We entered a sexual time warp; we made slow sweet love.

Billie lay down on me and continued working her hips. Her soft warm breasts were mashed against me; hands wrapped around the top of my head. She hooked her legs under mine so she could use them to pull herself down harder.

"Honey" I whispered, "I'm not going to last much longer..."

Working her hips harder, "Go for it... please... just, go for it..." she whispered into my ear.

Grabbing her hips, I pulled her down hard; our pelvises were grinding together. Billie mewled as I came, flooding her with my cum. She milked me and cooed her love for me. 

As I lay panting and sweating, I apologized, "Sweetie... this time you didn't get yours..."

Smiling, she said, "It's a good thing you're on leave, huh?"

This time, Billie was able to grab a towel. We then cuddled up and just held each other, occasionally softly kissing, soft caresses and eventually we drifted into a light slumber.

With a slight jerk I woke. Billie was still snuggled to me; even though it was warm weather her warmth was pleasant. I eased away from my sleeping beauty and went to the bathroom. Checking the bedside alarm clock I realized it was still fairly early in the day.

Retrieving a bottle of cold mineral water from the kitchen I returned and sat down for one of my favorite past times, watching my Billie sleep. The way she was sleeping reminded me of a cat, she was laying on her back with her hips twisted and her legs splayed across the bed.

Her long brown hair was spread across the pillow, her face and her breasts. The rising and falling of her pert titties with their sassy upturned nipples was having an effect on me. I debated waking the little vamp up.

The rustling of the bedclothes made me look up to find a sleepy eyed Billie looking back at me. I got up and went over to the bed; she held her arms up for me. I nestled up to her. 

Billie rested her forehead on my chest, saying, "You know... I think I'm gonna stop going to parties like the pool party." 

Her rather sad reaction to my earlier statement was coming out now. Resting my chin on top of her head, I knew it was time to listen without too many interruptions. I asked her, "Why, sweetheart... you didn't have fun?"

"Parts of it were fun... dancing naked... the sex with Thomas and Steve, which is always fun... and talking to Amanda was fun. The... the gang bang, for lack of a better term... felt... contrived... as if... as if it was expected... expected of me."

Continuing to hold her, I asked, "What about the beach house party... didn't you enjoy the... well... cluster fuck...?"

"Cluster fuck!" I received a light tap on my stomach, and then giggling, Billie said, "Actually... cluster fuck is closer to what it was than... a gang bang. But to answer your question... yes, I did. But, it was... spontaneous... it wasn't planned, it just happened.

"The pool party had so... so much prior hype... and then it didn't meet the hype. I... I felt as if I had to have fun... I felt as if I had to force myself to have fun, even to fucking those guys... even though I didn't really want to. It was... a major let down..."

"So, you don't want to do anymore... okay... let's say, anymore group sex type things?"

"I... I didn't mean quite that... if... well... let's say we were having a get together with Thomas, Steve, James and you... and it evolved into... group sex, I wouldn't be opposed to it. But... if it were planned, then it wouldn't be as much fun... see what I mean?"

Softly laughing, "Honey... if you had all of us together, you know it going to evolve into something sexual... and if Leigh is there... well... she'd probably start it."

A soft giggle came from Billie, then, "Yeah... you're right, but it doesn't mean it was planned. I still don't think I'm going to anymore of those parties..." 

"Honey... do what you feel right is for you... but... a question... do you feel, if I'd been there you might have had a better time?"

Billie looked up at me, her reply, "I feel like saying... DUUUH! But I won't." She giggled, "Of course if you'd been there I would've had a better time!"

Laughing, "Yeah, I deserved a... duh... what I meant was... do you think you would feel the same way now if I'd been there? You know... let down."

"No..."

Pulling my little pixie to me tighter, I asked her, "Think about this before you answer. Since I wasn't there, and Thomas and Steve went off to find James and Leigh, and you were left by yourself with... basically strangers... could it be you felt... abandoned?"

Her head resting on my chest, her big brown eyes looking up at me, Billie bit her lower lip, "... you... you... I think... you just hit the nail on the head." 

She lowered her head and pushed her face into my chest, I felt warm wet drops on my skin, "Honey... are... are you upset by what I asked?"

There was a wet sniff and a snuffle, a soft laugh; Billie then wiped her nose on my chest leaving a snot trail. 

She then said, "No sweetheart, I'm not upset by your question... I'm... I'm touched. You know me so well. I sometimes forget how acutely perceptive you are." 

I gave her a tight, loving hug. We just held each other for a few minutes. I lifted her chin and kissed the tears from her face; I kissed her. I stroked her hair, her face.

Softy, I asked her, "Are you planning to only fuck your fuck buddies for now on?"

"No... I... I do like the freedom to... to fuck other guys... but only on my terms..."

"If I was able to go to the next pool or beach house party, would you want to go?"

"Yes... with you, yes I would."

"I'm not in a school any more... so I should be able to arrange it if one comes up."

"There's a back to school party being planned for sometime in late August..."

"I should be able to make it to that one... if you'd like to go."

Billie moved, throwing her right leg over mine in such a way her pubic mound was pressed into my thigh, she hugged me tightly. Feeling her warm pubis and her soft breasts pressed into me was creating a condition making conversation a little difficult.

"Honey," I asked, "are you trying to change the subject?"

"No, I'm just trying to get as close to my love as I can... Sweetie... thanks... thank you for listening to me... and... thank you... for being you."

I held my Billie even closer...



A Titillating Tale Ch. 08



There was a knock at the door on Sunday morning; we were expecting Donna and her husband Mike. It was a little strange, as they had called on Saturday night just as we finished talking about their troubled marriage. They had something to discuss with us.

Billie jumped up telling me, "I'll get it... you'll just scare the hell out of Mike." She pushed by me and opened the door. She hugged Donna, then Mike, "Come on in."

"Donna," I exclaimed, as they came through the door, "it's good to see you! Mike, it's nice to finally meet you."

I hugged Donna and shook Mike's hands. His already pale complexion turned a kind of pasty gray. I knew who he was as Billie had pointed him out to me while we were on campus one day. I don't think he'd ever seen me.

Not a bad looking young man, he was about five feet ten inches tall and weighed around one hundred sixty pounds, he had longish dark hair and dark eyes. He didn't appear to be in bad physical condition but it was obvious he worked in an office environment. 

At the time, I was six feet three inches tall, one hundred eighty-eight pounds. My hair was black with a 'high and tight' military haircut, a widow's peak, a high forehead and brown eyes. Add thin lips, a broken nose, a lupine grin, a dark tan and a military bearing.

My military specialty required us to stay in top physical condition. I didn't carry any fat. My hands were scarred and work hardened from my job. Lanky or rangy with well-defined ropey muscles described my physique.

Donna was an attractive lady. About five feet fives inches tall and weighing about one hundred twenty-five pounds. Her figure was well proportioned. She had brown hair and hazel eyes. She was wearing a pair of denim shorts and a light blue short-sleeved blouse,

Mike, Donna and Billie sat on the sofa and I sat on a kitchen stool. Donna hesitantly attempted to start the conversation, "Well... huh... we wanted to ask y'all... would the two of you consider... well... swapping with us?"

Billie first looked at me, then the two of them and said, "Swapping? Have... have the two of you worked out your problems? "

They looked at each other and blushed. Donna said, "We... we thought we'd give an open marriage a try... and... well, we thought if we swapped with y'all..."

A rather long and awkward silence followed. I decided to open the can of worms of Donnas' affair and get the conversation rolling.

"Okay." I said, "We know Donna fucked the drummer of the band she sings in and felt bad about her affair. She asked Billie if she would fuck Mike to make amends... Mike, Billie told me how you and she had oral sex and then fucked. Do I have this right?"

With this out in the open, everyone should have been ready to talk. Maybe Mike's ghastly grayish white coloration was natural. The slight shake in Donnas' hands might be work related. Then again... I'd probably just stomped on an emotional dog turd... 

Finally, Mike looked at us and said, "Yeah... she fucked the drummer all right... several times... and... I'm... I'm pretty sure... she's fucked everyone else in the band, too."

Blushing furiously Donna whirled around, looked at Mike and stammered, "You... you know about th... that?"

"I figured it out," he said, "you kinda told me..."

"Wh... what?"

"You came home late one night after a gig and it was pretty obvious you'd had sex... I told you, 'If our parents found out you're cheating we'll never hear the end of it.' You then told me, 'the folks won't find out. The boys only fuck me during out of town gigs.'"

"Oh... I... I... remember saying that... how stupid of me..." mumbled Donna. 

Billie and I looked at each other, Billie picked up the conversation, "Guys, we think the two of you have some serious... very serious issues to be addressed before you get involved in an open marriage... or swapping. It's not for everyone."

I picked up, "Donna, you're an attractive woman I'd love to take you to bed and since Billie's already fucked you Mike, I don't think she'd mind doing it again... but y'all have some trust issues. Do y'all really know what you want?"

Looking at each of them Billie then asked, "If we decided to swap partners, would you want to do it in separate rooms or in the same bed... watching each other?"

Donna and Mike answered at the same time, "Separate bedrooms together in the same bed..." They looked at each other; Donna spoke first, "We... we need to... really have a serious discussion... with each other." Mike slowly and silently nodded his head.

They thanked us for being frank with them and left. Billie put her arms around me and pressed her forehead to mine, saying, "You are such an asshole sometimes."

"Huh?"

"You can be so... intimidating, you scare the crap out of people sometimes."

"Like who?"

"Everybody... Thomas and Steve... well they've gotten to know you, but you still scare them. And poor James! He's nicknamed you the barbarian and now Mike... I thought he was going to shit a brick..."

"What about Leigh?"

"Leigh...? No, she's not scared of you... as a matter of fact she has a crush on you... and Donna... well, she asked me several times if she could have sex with you, so she's not afraid of you." Laughing Billie added, "None of the girls are afraid of you."

Grinning, I said, "So it's only the guys who are fucking or have fucked my wife that have a problem with me... right?" 

Billie laughed, gave a little hop and wrapped her legs around my waist. She kissed me and said, "Yeah... you're right, the guys fucking me are the ones scared of you."

Whispering softly in my ear, Billie asked, "Would my scary barbarian like a piece of ass?" 

Pressing my forehead against hers, I growled, "Yeah... I would. Where's Leigh?"

Billie then discovered smacking me in the back of the head while our foreheads were pressed together was not smart. Rubbing her forehead she dropped back down to the floor and laughed.

Laughing with her, I growled, "Barbarian wants pussy... now!"

Shirking, squealing and laughing Billie ran out the front door with me after her. She was wearing one of my old worn tee shirts, which in the sunlight didn't hide very much. She ran around our cars and dodged back and forth between them with me close behind.

Putting on a burst of speed, Billie ran back to the apartment and disappeared inside. Damn that girl could run! As I came through the door I was hit in the face by her discarded tee shirt. It was still warm and smelled of her. She ran into the bedroom.

Coming through the bedroom door I was greeted with a wonderful and beautiful sight. Billie was on the bed on all fours, her rear end toward me. She was looking over her shoulder with a warm inviting smile.

I stopped and skinned off the running shorts I had put on earlier. Billie arched her back pushing her bottom upward and spread her knees as far as she could. She placed her head on the sheets still looking back at me. She was submitting herself to me

Coming up behind her I ran my fingertips down her spine to her damp parts. Using my thumbs I spread her open. Billie shivered and wiggled letting me know she approved of my explorations.

Her moist, fragrant scent was enticing. Using just the tip of my tongue I traced her cleft ending with her clitoris. Billie rarely enjoys cunnilingus; this time, however, she was totally surrendering to me; she was mine... for me to take... to do, as I pleased.

Employing my fingers with my tongue I had her withering and making soft mewling noises. When I was satisfied with how well lubricated she was, I crawled up by her head. Taking both of her hands in one of mine I grabbed a handful of her hair with the other.

Using her hair to lift her head I brushed my cock against her lips. Looking up at me she sucked me in. Billie has a mild subservient streak she enjoys giving into occasionally; she was giving in. She also had total trust in me, knowing I wouldn't hurt her. 

Controlling her by her hair, I fucked her face. When I was satisfied she had spread my pre-cum over my cockhead I moved behind her and fucked it into her pussy. As I penetrated her she let out a low humph and started really pushing back against me.

Looking down on her sassy little ass as she arched her back, bucking hard and then clamping down as I drew back was a marvelous sight. Watching her finely shaped rear end and the muscles in her tanned back as she worked me was almost too much.

Billie's forehead was pressed into the mattress with her neck slightly arched. Her arms were shoved forward and her hands were clutching the sheet, pulling and pushing her body. A film of perspiration dampened her back. Her mewls were now low grunts.

I pulled back and out. Billie's head whipped around with a long, "Noooo... don't take it out...!"

Grabbing her ankles I flipped her over. Billie back peddled up the bed, I chased after her. Stopping with her head on the pillow Billie spread her legs and brought her knees up. I crawled between them and found her wet open target.

Pulling me in Billie started working her hips in a slow, brazen rock and roll. With her hands pushing up against my chest and her legs wrapped over my legs she looked up into my eyes, "Do you know how much I love you?" She softy asked.

Using my forearms to hold myself up off her, I leaned down and kissed, my Billie. Breaking my kiss I looked at her and whispered, "I know, I love you more." 

Not to be out done, Billie tenderly kissed me and then said, "I reckon I'll just have to show you I love you even more!" She pulled me down on her. Her hands slid up to the back of my head pulling it down by her ear.

I slid my hands under her shoulders and cupped her neck and head. I thrust up into her making her groan and work her pelvis against mine. There was no pounding. Using deep, small thrusts I worked her. The base of my cock was pressing against her clit.

Billie loves to be made love to like this, deep, penetrating and slow. It was intense. Her orgasm built slowly, it hit her in undulating waves. She grasped me with her whole being, this took me over the top; I lost it, growling in her ear, I pumped her... deep.

We held each other for an undetermined amount of time. Sometimes I feel as if I can't hold her long enough. I softened and slipped out of her. Billie giggled, "My barbarian really did me right."

Rolling off of her I pulled the little nymph to me. We cuddled. Her head was resting on my chest. I kissed the top of her head and asked, "What's the plan for the rest of the day?"

"Nothing in particular."

"Do you have to work tomorrow?"

"No... as a matter of fact... I'm off all next week. I worked thirty hours last week, but was only scheduled for twenty, so Donna carried the ten hours over to this week. Since we are on a semester break I can only work ten hours a week anyway."

"Let's get up early tomorrow go to the beach, do a run and a work out. What say?"

An enthusiastic, "Yes!" Burst out of Billie, she then said, "Now, I'm scheduled to model for James on Tuesday from 10:00 AM until 12:00PM, will that mess up any of your plans?"

"Naw, just have Leigh come over to keep me company."

Billie laughed, swatted my arm and followed up by murmuring, "Asshole..."

We spent the rest of the day doing household chores and preparing for going to the beach the next morning. I had some State Forestry maps and USGS topographical maps of the region. I located what should be a road on the backside of one of the barrier islands.

The road wasn't too far from the beach access point. Instead of following the beach it followed one of the numerous tidal creeks flowing into the Intracoastal Waterway. Hopefully it would take us to the end of the island that otherwise was inaccessible.

Early Monday morning we departed for the beach. We found the road, more of a trail and followed it to the very end of the island. However, as much as we hoped to have it to ourselves, there were a number of people there fishing with their families.

We found a spot and decided to do our exercise first. Billie impressed the shit out of me. She was able to match me exercise for exercise. Our run consisted of an hour in loose sand, sand dunes and packed sand. I was so proud of her! Talking about physically fit!

After our exercise we washed off in the surf, spread out an old quilt and lathered each other in coconut tanning oil. Billie's bikini was barely legal. We had hoped to nude sunbath, but with families around it would have been inappropriate to do so.

About three o'clock in the afternoon we headed home. After we arrived at home and had unloaded the vehicle I turned to find Billie looking at me. She projected a look of innocence.

Her lower lip was between her teeth, her right foot was turned slightly inward, and her big brown eyes were looking up at me. As my gaze traversed her I noticed her nipples were pushing outward, one had escaped her bikini top and was peeking out at me.

I stepped up to her and put my hands on her hips. Her hands went behind my head and pulled me to her for a kiss. The smell of sunshine, salt, beach sand and coconut oil assailed my senses. The smell was an aphrodisiac to both of us.

Billie's hands found the waistband of my running shorts. As the fingers of one hand traced around the elastic the other wormed its way down the front. She wrapped her hand around my erection and started to affectionately tug on it.

I caressed her back with one hand down to her little bottom and cupped it. With my other hand I untied her top, freeing her lovely breasts. The little minx swayed her breasts back and forth against me so just her nipples were grazing my chest.

Breaking apart I led her into the bathroom. As I leaned over to start and adjust the shower, Billie slid my shorts down my legs. As I stepped out of my shorts I untied the strings holding her bottoms on. 

Leading me by my hard on she stepped into the shower. We took turns soaping each other up paying attention to our special places. After our shower we dried each other off and headed for the bed.

I laid Billie down and as she took my nuts in her hands I started kissing her. I kissed her lips, her face, her eyes, and ears and worked my way down. Nuzzling her breasts and lightly nipping her nipples I also slid my hand down across her pubic patch.

My fingers danced up and down her damp cleft, slipping down through her folds and back up, tapping against her love bud. Her pelvis rocked up as my finger found her opening and wormed its way inside.

Billie pulled me up toward the head of the bed. She moved over so she could take me in her mouth. With her tongue busy and her head bobbing she took me all the way down her throat.

It was quiet. The only noise was our breathing as we pleasured each other. Pulling her head back and letting my cock loose, Billie moved to the center of the bed and whispered, "Now sweetheart... please... now..."

Moving over her, she guided me in. She still smelled of sunshine and coconuts. Once I had penetrated her as deep as I could get, I held still. Looking up at me, Billie's eyes were all love. I kissed her nose and then her eyelids. We started to slowly move.

Holding her tightly to me, I rolled, putting her on top. Billie spread her knees as far as she could and sat straight up. With her hands on my chest she used her thigh muscles to raise herself up and then relaxing she slid back down. We watched each other's face.

Tracing my fingers up her sides I cupped her breasts with both of my hands. She placed her hands over mine and held them to her tightly. As her hips started working faster she took my hands and interlaced our fingers. She then pushed them up over my head. 

Stretching out on top of me, we kissed. Billie squirmed down forcing my cock up into her deeper. She still had my hands captured in hers as she lightly nibbled and kissed my neck. At the moment, she was the one in control. 

A shiver and a tremor ran thorough her. Her breath caught, she said, "Oh... what a tiny 'O'... I've never had one like that..." Another tremor ran up her belly, her areolas puckered and her nipples grew taut. 

Her heat, her passion, her frenzied lovemaking was all I could stand; I groaned, gritted my teeth and flooded her. Feeling my eruption, it triggered her massive release; bucking and jerking her toes scrabbling for purchase, Billie's fingers crushing my fingers. 

Holding one another we breathed hard and then started laughing. Her forehead against mine we shared our joy. Just being together was wonderful. Being together and making love was spectacular! Why couldn't everyday be like this?

With her stretched out on top of me, with us holding onto one another, with the combination of our lovemaking and the sun from the beach; we drifted off to sleep. 

Movement woke me. I opened my eyes to Billie's warm smile as she looked down in my face. She pulled forward freeing herself from my limp cock, rolled over and slipped into the bathroom. 

A few minutes later I heard the water running. Afterwards she came into the bedroom with a warm washcloth and bathed my cock and balls. When she was satisfied with her task she leaned down and kissed its head.

Looking over her shoulder as she walked out of the bedroom she asked, "Want a sandwich?"

I told her I did and she returned a little later with a tray containing pita bread sandwiches filled with avocado, sprouts and sliced fresh tomatoes. There was also ice water and a side dish of olives, sliced celery and carrots.

Of course the real treat was the visual effect of Billie sitting nude eating her repast. Her back straight, her head held high, her shoulders held back and down, rib cage pulled in just like her Pilate's instructor had taught her. Her legs were crossed Indian style.

Watching Billie's breast rise and fall as she breathed and ate her sandwich was tantalizing. Her breasts aren't large, a little more than a handful, her areolas are about the size of a quarter and her erect nipples like pencil erasers.

As my eyes traveled downward they recorded her wonderful flat and defined abdomen ending in a trimmed and groomed pubic patch. The position she was sitting in exposed her sex. Her smoothly shaved outer labia and dainty inner pussy lips were exquisite. 

Billie noticed my arousal. As we finished our meal she took the tray back into the kitchen. Upon returning she crawled between my legs and started playing with my erection. She leaned down and engulfed me with her mouth.

With one hand around the base of my cock and the other fondling my balls she worked me with tenderness. She took me all the way down her throat. As she came up her eyes would meet mine.

I thought she would tease me for a while then crawl up on me and take me inside her. She didn't. Billie knows how to suck cock. She enjoys the musky man smell and the taste of the pre-cum. Usually when she sucks a guy off, she'll take the cum down her throat.

As she bobbed her head I told her I was about to cum. She quickly glanced up at me, smiled and went back to her oral lovemaking. My eruption was strong. Billie surprised me; instead of taking it down her throat she took my ejaculate directly in her mouth. 

When I had finished she sat up, smiled at me and swallowed my load. Teasingly smacking her lips she thanked me for her creamy dessert. She then crawled up next to me and snuggled up.

We just held each other for a while. A little later, we got up and prepared for bed. It would be an early evening. Satisfied with the day's activities, our arms around each other, we fell asleep rather quickly. 

As the sun came up, I woke up. We had separated during the night and slept on our own sides of the bed. I sat up as slow and as quietly as I could... to find myself staring at Billie who was also trying to get up without disturbing me. We burst out laughing.




A Titillating Tale Ch. 08



Billie wasn't due at James' until 10:00 AM, so we had time for a run. After our run and a quick breakfast Billie took a shower and got ready to go for her modeling session. I was going to wash down our four-wheel drive after our trip to the beach the day before.

As Billie prepared to leave she stopped and said, "I should be home around 12:30 or so... if... if I'm going to be late, do you want me to give you a call?"

"Why would you be late?"

"Sometimes... a couple of times we ended up... huh..."

"Fucking?"

"Yeah..."

"While modeling?"

"Oh, no! When James is working... it's all work. But... a couple of times... after we finished... we fucked..."

"Yeah, you'd better give me a call. I'd hate to go looking for you and interrupt something."

Billie burst out laughing and said, "Oh shit! If you came over looking for me and walked in on us while we were fucking he'd have a coronary!" 

Smiling at my horny little minx, I said, "So... a threesome with James isn't going to happen anytime soon?"

"Noo... not unless Leigh is involved."

"That'd be a foursome wouldn't it?"

"Yeah... but that'd be the only way James would be involved... at least for the present... you scare him... gotta go, love you!"

After washing down our four-wheel drive I went in and took a shower. As I was drying off someone knocked on the door. I wrapped the towel around my waist and opened the door peeking out around it.

It was vivacious, lithe little Leigh. A bubbling, energized, chattering nymph came tearing through the door. She was adorable. Dressed in a short denim skirt and a white tank top, she was the personification of loveliness... in dizzying motion.

"Hey... what are you doing here?" I asked.

"Billie told me to come over and take care of you." Was her smiling rapid-fire answer.

"Did she call you?"

"No... I was at James when she got there to model. I told them I'd leave so they could work and she said I could come over here and... well... entertain you." She smiled.

"Let me put some pants on..."

"Why?" She pulled my towel off. "I want you just like this."

She pushed me onto the sofa. Her nipples were about to poke holes in her tank top. Leigh was bouncing all over the place. She knelt down on the sofa next to me. Her brief skirt had slid up. No panties, I smiled as I saw a small patch of pubic hair topping her little slit.

Blatantly continuing to look between her legs, I asked, "Why did you let your pubic hair grow back?"

Leigh looked down and lifted the hem of her skirt spreading her knees open, "Like it?" She asked.

"Yeah... it's cute. I bet James likes to have his nose tickled by it."

"Yeah he does... I'm hoping I'll get to tickle your nose with it in a little while..." Leigh pointedly looked at my erection.

"That can happen." 

The girl was naked in a second. She straddled me locking her arms around my neck. She kissed me. I thought she was going to suck my tongue out of my head. I ran my hands down her back to her bottom. Slipping my hands underneath her I felt her wetness.

I reached around and took my cock and ran it up and down her slit. She suddenly stood up saying, "Huh hunh. I want you to eat me first." She lay back onto the sofa and presented her tufted little muff for me to chow down on.

Her pubic patch was a little darker in color than her blonde hair. It was trimmed similarly to Billie's. Her pussy looked delicate and inviting. I kissed it. 

Using my thumbs I spread her open. With just the tip of my tongue I traced her wet cleft ending on her love button. I gently sucked on it and started to finger fuck her.

"Shit... oh... damn! That feels good," The little fox muttered. "Here... turn around... I want to suck your cock while you eat me..."

Her wish was my command. She could deep throat with the best of them and enjoyed being tongue fucked. Muffled wet slurping noises was all that could be heard. Eventually she pulled free and sat up.

"Sit up... please..."

I sat up and leaned back against the back of the sofa. My erection was pointed at the ceiling. Leigh straddled me once again and took the initiative. She aligned my cock with her tight opening and pressed down. As I popped up inside of her she yelped.

"Oh fuck!" She said, "I forgot how big you were!"

A knee on either side of my hips, she was sitting straight upright due to our position on the sofa, Leigh's little rump was arched back. I wish we had mirrors so I could see her. I slid my hands down her back and cupped her beautiful ass.

Whispering in her ear, I told her, "Easy... work it in easy, go slow, little one."

Leigh wiggled, squirmed, rocked and humped until I was buried in her to the hilt. With her head resting on my shoulder she softly said, "Please... say it again... please... call me... 'Little one', again..."

I grasped the back of her head and pulled her head back so I could look in her eyes. I kissed her and then whispered, "Okay... my, 'Little one'." She trembled.

Both of us were upright as we commenced fucking. I pulled her slight little body against me. Leigh's small breasts and hard nipples danced against my chest. I had her butt cheeks cupped in my hands as I bounced her up and down. She gave as good as she took.

Even though she was two inches taller than Billie, Leigh is slenderer and lighter; she was far easier to manipulate. She loved it. Softly chattering nonsense in my ear she ground down on me. I could feel the head of my cock surging up against her cervix. 

When her orgasm hit it was massive. I've brought her to an orgasm before, but this one took a lot out of her. She yelped and yowled. Clamping down on me tightly she slammed down on me trying to force me in deeper. Leigh cursed me; she fucked me; I flooded her.

As we sat there holding each other, she said, "Damn...! Do you... do you think we could do it again?"

I lunged up into her. With her blue eyes wide she said, "You're... ready?"

With my hands up under her arms I started bouncing her up and down, she squeaked and muttered, "Oh... oh, I'm tender... oh... oh... tender... tender..."

I stopped, nuzzling her ear; I asked her, "What's wrong... 'Little one'...?"

She hoarsely murmured in my ear, "Slow... slow... please, slow...and... and deep... I want to feel you, slow and deep..."

Time slid by. The front door open and Billie stepped in. We were still on the sofa fucking... slow and deep. Leigh looked around at Billie with a glazed look in her eye.

Billie walked over and kissed me. She then gave Leigh a peck on her cheek. She asked Leigh, "Honey... are you all right?"

Leigh looked up at her with her eyes slightly out of focus and mumbled, "Yes... this is... so good... he... he called me... 'Little one'... and he's fucking me sooo good!"

Standing up Billie slipped out of her sundress. She sat beside me and snuggled up. She smelled of a fresh shower and soap. Looking at her I smiled, "You and James must have had a good session."

"Yes... we had a very productive session."

"What time is it?"

"Little after three..."

"You didn't call."

She gestured toward our joined crotches and said, "Figured you'd be... busy..."

Pressing herself against me Billie took my head and turned it toward her and kissed me. Leigh continued riding my cock.

Whispering in my ear, Billie asked, "Has she cum yet?"

Kissing Billie on the nose and pressing my forehead against hers, I answered, "Yes... the little minx has cum several times."

Tracing her tongue around my ear, Billie wondered, "How 'bout you?"

"Yes..."

Taking my hand Billie placed it between her legs. She was... open, very wet and slick.

"You fucked James?"

Giggling, "Yes... several times."

Knowing I was stirring the answer with my fingers, I asked, "Did he cum?"

Billie snickered, "Of course..."

"Did you cum...?"

Kissing me deeply Billie placed her forehead against mine again, looking me in the eye, she answered, "... No... no, I didn't cum. I never cum when I'm fucking other guys. I only cum when you... make love to me."

I kissed her. Billie then said, "Watch her sweetheart... Leigh is going to cum again... watch her as you make her cum."

She was right. Leigh came. As tired as she was she looked beautiful as her orgasm hit her. She projected a glowing radiance, which triggered my orgasm. I flooded her tight little puss... once again.

Leigh slumped in my arms. Billie put her arms around both of us and held us. Leigh kissed me deeply and then gave Billie a soft kiss on the mouth. The three of us sat in a damp embrace. The scent of fresh sex was in the air.

As we disengaged I looked a Leigh and said, "Well... 'Little one'... would you like to shower first?"

Leigh blushed; she sleepily nodded her head, turned and went to take a shower. Billie looked at me and said; "You know... she'd gladly be your mistress if you wanted one."

I looked at Billie, "Leigh?" I asked.

"Yep... your... 'Little one'."

"Sweetheart... I don't want a mistress. I enjoy fucking her... I hope to fuck her again, but I don't want a mistress. The only person I want to ever love or make love to... is you."

Billie hugged me. We heard the shower stop but no Leigh came out. We walked into the bedroom and found her sound asleep on the bed. I went to take another shower to wash the smell of sex off. Billie joined me.

As we showered we constantly stopped just to hold and touch each other. I couldn't get enough of this woman. Fucking Leigh was fun... but making love to Billie is like life its self. Our love for each other is essential to our completeness.

Finishing our shower we tenderly dried each other off. Entering the bedroom we eased Leigh over to the far side of the bed. We snuggled together. Snuggling led to gentle kisses. Gentle kisses led to gentle caresses. This led to more wonderful intimacies.

Rolling Billie onto her side I spooned her. She raised her leg to give me access. Internally she was still slick from James' deposit, I was able to enter her with just a little work.

Pulling her back against me we made very slow love. Billie pulled away and straddled me. She guided me back into her. As she rocked her pelvis against me I whispered, "You've been one wicked little monkey today." Referring to our code words.

Softly giggling Billie whispered back, "And you've been one wicked barbarian." 

Our lovemaking was slow, soft and unhurried. Billie was using her fantastic inner muscles and milking me. Even though I'd fucked Leigh just a little earlier, I felt massive inside Billie. Her soft murmurs of her love for me made me feel like the luckiest man alive. I do not have the words I need to express my love for her. 

Softly, gently we brought each other to a mutual climax. As we lay there, Leigh said, "That was... beautiful." Our lovemaking had waked her and she'd been watching us.

Billie rolled off me and we cuddled up. I fell asleep lying between these two young women. Sometimes during the night lithe little Leigh snuggled up to me. It was very pleasant to have two young, attractive, nude women cuddled to me. 

The smell of fresh coffee woke me. I sat up in bed and leaned back against the headboard. Leigh gracefully glided into the bedroom bringing me a cup of hot coffee. Billie followed behind her with a tray of sliced fresh fruit and strawberries.

Both of them were nude. It made me feel like a king. However this wasn't to last. Lithe little Leigh ate breakfast, dressed said goodbye and left. Billie got dressed in her exercise gear and stood watching me with a smile on her face. I dressed and we went for a run.

We completed our run on the college campus. Billie asked me if I'd like to see some of the student's artwork being displayed in the Art Department building. Hand in hand like two teenagers we ambled through the hall admiring some very good artwork.

As one of the school's primary models, Billie was well represented in their works. It made me proud, she was my wife and there were so many nude pictures of her! When I mentioned this to Billie she blushed and swatted me on my arm.

Slipping my arm around this wonderful creature we continued our exploration of the art building. Billie showed me the life drawing room, the sculptor's studio and the modern art welding shop/studio. 

Eventually we headed back toward our apartment. As we walked I asked her about her tryst with James. Blushing, Billie looked down.

Looking at her I couldn't help but laugh, "You've had sex with a number of guys, including James, and you've always told me about it, but you're embarrassed to tell me about yesterday?" 

Billie bit her lower lip, she looked up at me and said, "Well... it was the first time I've ever gone off and had sex with someone else while you were home."

"Okay... but I knew where you were and I knew y'all might fuck. Plus, I was with Leigh, so..."

"I know, but... Okay. We had finished with our scheduled session. I always like to see what he's done, so I was looking at his drawing and he was standing behind me. He... he put his hands around me and cupped my breasts and pulled me back against him.

"I could feel his erection. I turned and he kissed me... it was good, nice... and I knew you were with Leigh... and... you wouldn't mind... so I helped him undress and had him lay down on the model's pedestal. He... he was very hard.

"He wanted me to... he wanted me so he... he could lick me. While he was doing that I... sucked his cock. Then I swung around and... well... I guided him in and started fucking him. We... fucked for quite a while and in various positions. Then I came home."

Pulling my Billie to me I hugged her tight, I then asked, "Why are you so embarrassed? You know I'm all right with you having sex with other guys."

Burying her face in my chest she mumbled, "You were home and you weren't with me when... when I fucked him." Then even softer, "I was thinking about what you and Leigh might be doing and... and I wanted to be there to see it..."

"Were you jealous about what Leigh and I were doing?"

"...No... turned on... the thought was so... so hot! I would have loved it if James and I could have... have been fucking while... while watching the two of you... see?"

"Yeah... that would have been exciting... I would have enjoyed watching James fuck you while Leigh and I were..."

Laughing, Billie interrupted, "One of Leigh's favorite fantasies are for her to be giving James a blowjob while you fuck her... doggy style."

This was intriguing. Looking at Billie, I asked her, "If that was to happen... what would you be doing?"

Billie snuggled to me, looked up and with a mischievous glint in her eye said, "I don't really know... yet." She grinned, saying, "But... I reckon we'll find out tonight..."



A Titillating Tale Ch. 09



As we walked home from our run and a visit to the college's art department my mind kept mulling over one thing Billie had said, which was, "One of Leigh's favorite fantasies are for her to be giving James a blowjob while you fuck her... doggy style."

Intrigued, I had asked, "If that was to happen... what would you be doing?"

Her tantalizing reply had been, "I don't really know... yet. But... I reckon we'll find out tonight..."

When she made the last statement she had a really big grin on her face and her arms were around me. What did the little minx have planned? Did she plan it with Leigh while they were fixing breakfast this morning? Was James aware of their plan?

As we walked and I thought about her plan for the evening, I developed a hard on. This in and of itself was no big deal. However, we were in the middle of a college campus and I was wearing a pair of brief nylon running shorts.

Stepping behind Billie as a group of young people approached earned me a strange look from her and caused her to ask, "What... are you doing?"

I pulled her rump back against me. She looked back over her shoulder at me and wiggled her ass. Laughing, she dropped a hand down and found my erection. The little wench started stroking me!

With a snicker, she asked, "My, my... what do we have here... and what caused this?"

"Thinking about things we were talking about earlier."

"You mean when I was telling you about how I fucked James yesterday?"

"Well, yeah... that... and what you said was Leigh's fantasy..."

"Oh yesss... well, we'll find out tonight if her fantasy will come true."

"Did you and Leigh plan this... huh, party?"

Giggling, "Yeah..."

"James know 'bout it?"

"Weelll... nooo... he may know something by now... but he won't know all of it until tonight."

We then set off for home to start preparing for the evening. The act of walking home with a boner was a little awkward. Fortunately it had subsided by the time we got to the highway we had to cross to get to our apartment. 

When we got home I asked, "Okay, what's the plan?"

Giggling, "Leigh and James will be here around nine."

With a smile I stripped off my running shorts, "Good! We got time to..."

"Put your shorts back on. I want to clean up the apartment a little and we'll need to make some snacks."

A little disappointed and mumbling, mostly to myself, I said, "Snacks my ass... I've got a snack for Leigh all right and I know James just wants to munch on your pus..."

Laughing, Billie gently placed her forefinger on my lips and put me to work.

With the apartment cleaned, snacks made, ice tea and cold mineral water in the refrigerator, lights dimmed and clean sheets on the bed we felt ready. Billie would not let me shower with her... damn it.

After my shower, I came out to find an alluring sight, Billie looked fantastic. Her long brown hair was pulled back in a French braid and hung down her back. She smelled of soap and shampoo; no make up, barefooted and, as usual, no panties.

She was wearing a light yellow sundress in a very revealing open weave. A strap around her neck held it up. It was cut with a deep-v ending just below her naval. There was no back. The hemline ended just above mid-thigh. There was very little cloth but lots of skin.

Coming up to me she put her arms around my neck and asked, "What're you wearing tonight?"

"Ocean Pacific shorts and a black tee shirt."

Billie hugged me and whispered, "Are you going to be okay if I fuck James?"

"Why wouldn't I be? You've fucked him before... a number of times, if I recall."

"You've never watched me fuck anyone... I've told you about it and you've watched me suck off a couple of guys... but you've never actually watched me fuck anyone."

Thinking back, I asked, "I haven't?" I guided her hand to my cock, "What do you think?"

Giggling, Billie stroked it and said, "Okay... hmmm... maybe we got time for a blo..."

There was a knock at the door. I dodged into the bedroom to put on my shorts and tee shirt. When I came back out lithe Leigh came flying at me like the Tasmanian devil. Her rapid-fire speech would make you think she was empty headed; she's far from it.

Despite her parent's negativity about her attending college, Leigh had studied hard and obtained a scholarship. She had finished her first year of school on the Dean's list. Well read and articulate she could hold a conversation in any number of subjects. 

I braced myself, as it appeared this slender energized dynamo was going to jump into my arms. She stopped about eighteen inches from me. Standing straight with her hands down by her sides she stared up at me with her big sky-blue eyes.

Her lower lip between her teeth, no make-up and a spray of freckles across her nose made her incredibly endearing. We just stood there looking at each other for a few moments. She was wearing what appeared to be a blue tank top modified into a form fitting dress.

Thin and gauzy, cut low in front and under her arms with the hemline ending just below her butt, it was extremely revealing. I liked it... a lot.

Whispering, Leigh asked, "Did Billie tell you about my fantasy?"

Tracing my fingers over her shoulders and down her arms, I answered, "Yes..."

Looking past her at Billie and James I noticed James had his arm around Billie. His hand dropped behind her; the skirt of her dress was hiked up, the lips of her pussy were just barely visible. Billie's eyes met mine; there was a hot smoky look to them.

With a playful smile, she spread her feet slightly and pushed her bottom back against James' wandering hand. Billie gave a minute jump, smiled and wiggled; indicating James had found his target and had probably slipped a finger into her hot snatch.

Leigh's warm right hand drew my attention back to her. She had discovered the head of my cock protruding out of the left leg of my shorts. With its head nestled in the palm of her hand and her fingers reaching up under my shorts, she started stroking me.

Sliding my right hand down her back to her bottom, I tickled her. Leigh straddled my right leg, gently rocking her bare, moist pubic mound against me. I used the thumb of my left hand to flick her nipples. She kissed me.

Pulling back from me and looking me in the eye, Leigh removed her hand from my cock and slowly licked the pre-cum from her palm. Lightly kissing the corner of my mouth she whispered, "It's time for my fantasy."

Turning our attention back to Billie and James we were met with an erotic sight. Billie had turned and braced herself against the wall. Her forearms supported her, her legs were spread wide and her butt was arched back to meet James' fingers as he finger fucked her.

James was using the fingers of his left hand to hold her open while he used the fingers of his right hand to finger fuck her. Billie's head was resting on her right forearm looking back at us as we watched him ravish her with his fingers.

She had a naughty smile on her lips and a bemused look in her eyes. Her hips would move back as James thrust his fingers in her. Relishing this intimate act, she was in her own world. With the shadows cast by the dim lights, everything appeared surreal.

Leigh moved up behind James and reached around him. Holding him to her she unbuttoned his shirt and then unfastened his pants. Reaching in his trousers she pulled his erection out and worked it with both hands. She whispered in his ear.

James eased his fingers out of Billie, turned and looked at Leigh. Smiling Leigh took his pussy-slimed fingers and slowly sucked one finger at a time into her mouth, cleaning them of Billie's juices. She then led James off toward the bedroom.

I moved to Billie. Turning she placed her arms around me. I held the little sex kitten and kissed her, whispering, "Honey... that was... beautifully obscene."

Billie softly laughed, "It was... wasn't it... I... I haven't felt this wanton since the beach house party... Honey... the way I feel, right now... anyone could fuck me... and I would willingly accept it..." 

Then softly, " I... I want a cock in me so badly... any cock... Will... will you fuck me...? I... I don't want to make love; I want to be fucked... We can make love later..."

Holding her face in my hands I kissed her again... long, tender and deep. Her body language was screaming, 'fuck me'. There was a sexual hunger, a need surrounding her. I reached behind her and untied the bow holding up her dress; it floated to her feet.

Trembling she put her arms around my neck, her warm breasts brushing against me, her hardened nipples tickling me. I embraced her, enjoying her nakedness, her sexual arousal, and her special scent. Oh how I loved her! I wanted her so bad; I was aching! 

Leading her to the sofa we were about to lie down when Billie said, "No... no... I promised to make Leigh's fantasy come true... but afterwards... afterwards you and I can make love."

Laughing, I nuzzled her breasts, "Did you forget you said you wanted to fuck James?"

Eyes wide, she giggled, "Oh...! Huh, yes, I'm planning on fucking him... after Leigh's fantasy. I want both of you... I want the two of you to fuck me, and then... I want... I want Leigh and James see you making love to me and making me cum." 

Caressing her we walked into the bedroom to find Leigh fully engaged in sucking James' cock. When she heard us she looked over at me and wiggled her naked ass. She was in position ready for me to fuck her... doggy style.

In an excited whisper, Billie said, "Go on... do her... fuck her!"

As I prepared to mount Leigh I was a surprised when Billie took my dick and rubbed it up and down Leigh's wet slit. She used her fingers to spread Leigh's pussy open and gave me a little nudge, urging me to fuck her. I pushed in.

With a yelp, Leigh took it. James' cock dropped out of her mouth, as I started deep stroking her. With her face rocking on James' abdomen she was muttering, muddled unintelligible words.

Watching us, Billie skillfully started orchestrating our efforts in Leigh's debauchery. Whispering to me, "Go slow sweetheart... she needs to adjust to your size... slower... go deep and hold it... good... oh, you should see her face..."

She spoke softly to Leigh, "Suck him Leigh, this is what you wanted, take James' cock and suck him deep while you get fucked by my husband..."

Moving over to James, she whispered, "Let her work you James... let her suck you ... let her do the work..." she kissed him and nuzzled his neck and ears before returning to me.

Slipping her left hand between my legs she cupped my nuts. With her right hand flattened she slipped it between Leigh and me, circling the base of my cock with her thumb and forefinger. She started to slowly and softly stroke me in time with my thrusts.

Her breath in my ear, she whispered, "Watch her... watch her arch her butt back to meet you. She loves it... now, rub her pussy..." I slid my fingers through Leigh's pubic patch and down into her cleft, finding and lightly strumming her clit, like a guitar string.

Leigh was ecstatic, she started wiggling, squirming and thrusting back. Allowing James' cock to drop out of her mouth she moaned, "Oh fuck! D... don't... s...s... stop..." she took him back into her mouth.

A slow blush crept up her neck to her face. There was a heat emanating from her pelvis. Her pussy muscles had started contracting and releasing me. She was softly grunting around James' cock. 

Leigh's feet and toes started scrabbling for purchase on the sheets, her back arched to take me in as deep as she could. Her forearms flat on James' thighs, her hands were gripping his hips as she bobbed her head and deep throated him.

James was lying on his back. Billie crawled up onto the bed and had James sit up so she could slide behind him. With her back against the headboard and her legs on both sides of his torso Billie cradled James as he sat back against her.

She dropped her hand to his cock and stroked it while he slowly fucked Leigh's mouth. Billie made eye contact with me, she smiled and mouthed, "I love you..." James was making as much noise as Leigh. 

Billie's eyes were still locked with mine as she mouthed, "He's going to cum..." she took James' chin in her hand and turned his head so she could kiss him. Her warm, naked body cradling him, her deep kiss and Leigh's blowjob was too much for him.

Grabbing Leigh on either side of her head he thrust his hips up until Leigh's nose was buried in his pubic hair. As he jetted his cum down her throat, Leigh didn't miss a drop. She gagged and gulped, taking everything he had.

Thrashing in Billie's embrace, with Leigh's mouth locked on his dick, James was in ecstasy. Leigh was being bounced around; all I could do was hold onto her hips in attempt to keep my cock planted in her until he was finished cumming. 

Leigh collapsed onto James' abdomen; I started deep stroking her. With her face in his pubic hair and her shoulders resting on his thighs I took her right hand and guided it to her pussy. She started caressing her love bud; she then brought her other hand into play.

She was making little noises as she pleasured herself and I fucked her. Her orgasm started as a small tremor and built. Her pussy was clutching and releasing me as she banged back against me. Her bucking, thrusting orgasm took me with her.

Punching my cock into her as deep as it would go and holding her hips tightly back against me I exploded in her. My orgasm re-triggered hers. We were two grunting and growling beasts. We were part of a pile of four hot, sweaty, horny, fucking animals

I collapsed on her back breathing deep. As I slipped out of her she continued to take pleasure in smearing and rubbing my cum all over her pubic mound and pussy. She would dip one finger into her dilated puss and extract more cum.

A few minutes later she rolled over onto her right side and brought her cum coated hands to her lips. With a delicate flick of her tongue she tasted our combined juices. Leigh then started masturbating James' cock and rubbing his balls with her cum slicked hands.

Billie extracted herself from behind James and I got up off the bed. We wrapped our arms around each other and watched the two young lovers explore each other. Leigh had her face buried in James' crotch, which she had slavered with the cum from her pussy. 

Crawling up James' body Leigh positioned his renewed cock to enter her. She pressed him into her and started a slow rock. Her face looked as if it had been painted with spunk. Apparently it didn't faze James as they were locked in a deep kiss.

Taking Billie by her hand we went into the bathroom. I started the shower and we both got in. As we washed, we touched, we kissed, we caressed and... we just held each other. Nothing was said, nor needed saying, our love for each other spoke silently for us.

Drying each other off we exited the bathroom. Leigh and James were locked in a post-orgasmic embrace. Leigh was on top of a lightly snoring James. As we walked out of the bathroom she opened her blue eyes and gave us a warm, happy and very sleepy smile.

Without saying anything we returned her smile and we went into the living room. Our old, battered, third-hand sofa was a sleeper-sofa. We moved the coffee table and opened it up. Billie always kept sheets on the old, lumpy mattress. She pulled me down on it.

Snuggling her warm and naked body to me she said, "... Make love to me... please... I want you in me so bad..."

Holding her, caressing her, I asked her, "Should I go get James?"

"... No... I want to make love... not fuck... If I wanted to fuck, then you could go get James and both of you could do me... but... I want to make love... I want you... just you to make love to me."

We started kissing, touching, exploring. My hand caressed her abdomen and slid down between her legs. She was very wet. As I worked her she swung around and started nuzzling my pubes and cock; she took me in her mouth.

Releasing me and with a soft giggle, she said, "I can smell Leigh on you."

I started to apologize but she interrupted, "Oh, don't worry about it... it's... it's not bad... it's actually rather nice. If I was gay... or bi... I would probably be extremely aroused by her scent..." 

She softly giggled again, "... it's not the first time I've had a cock in my mouth that smelled of her..." still giggling, "and... it probably won't be the last."

Pulling her around I attempted to return the pleasure. She stopped what she was doing and said, "Nuh huh... fingers, just your fingers..."

Returning to my digital exploration I worked first one, then a second finger into her; I started finger fucking her. While she continued to mouth and nuzzle my cock, she placed both of her hands over mine.

Together we worked her pussy, she guided my hand and fingers as I kneaded and probed. Lying besides her I watched as her belly undulated, her hips rocked up, She mashed my hand into her harder. Her nipples puckered and hardened, she was gasping for breath.

Watching her orgasm was something to be treasured. Her whole body was involved. With her eyes closed, nostrils daintily flaring, lower lip between her teeth and color flooding her face she shook from head to toe; a light perspiration broke out over her body.

Coming down from her sexual high she pulled me on top of her, she guided me to her opening and thrust her pelvis upward, taking me in. With a small whimper she implored me, "Now... make slow, deep love to me..."

Our lovemaking was slow, tender and caring. There is a feel to making love that isn't there when you just fuck. It's goes deeper than the physical; it's a meshing of the mental and the emotional state of mind, it's an acute awareness of love for each other.

Billie's arousal allowed her to have a series of small, continuous orgasms. Each one built on the last. As the intensity mounted she became more and more vocal. As the... big one hit... she took me over the edge with her. We clasped tightly to each other.

Panting, hearts pounding we held each other until our rhythms duplicated and meshed with each other. Pulling out of her I lay beside her. Facing each other with Billie's left leg up over mine... we smiled and gently kissed. 

Snuggling up we placed our foreheads together and stared into each other's eyes. Continually touching, caressing with light kisses we spoke with our silence. Words aren't always needed when you love each other.

Eventually, I asked her, "What made you change your mind?"

"You mean about the two of us making love rather than the three of us fucking?"

"... Yeah..."

"I... there was... it was..." after several false starts, Billie took a deep breath and said, "While I was against the wall and James was finger fucking me all I could think of was getting a cock in me... any cock... one in my pussy and one in my mouth.

"It was just like I felt at the beach house party. Oh, how I wanted to be fucked so badly that night... and... as I told you... I... I was. To this day I don't know exactly how many guys I did... I... I reveled in it... I was sooo wanton... and wanting more...

"Then... then when we were in the bedroom together and I was watching you fuck Leigh... it dawned on me... I really only wanted you, I wanted you to make love to me...I wanted to be loved, not fucked."

Listening to my wife, my love, tell me this was heart warming. I wanted to hold her all night long. To feel her pressed against me, to feel her warmth, to just look at her, to listen and let her know I heard whatever she had to say. 

Nuzzling her, inhaling her fragrance, caressing her, I softly asked, "Do you still want to fuck James tonight?" 

Her answer was as soft as my question, "No... not tonight... later, but not tonight."

Billie pushed me onto my back; she swung her hips over me and arranged my renewed erection with her wet, slick opening. Totally in control, Billie worked me up into her tight puss. 




A Titillating Tale Ch. 09



Kissing me, she started a slow pelvic rock. She whispered, "I hope this takes a long time... I love feeling your cock in me; it reaches places in me none of the others have ever reached. Please... be slow... make love to me slowly."

With her head on my chest, her knees straddling me and her feet locked under my knees we made slow, slow love. My hands were cupping her tight bottom; her hands were stroking my head.

We moved together, softly, slowly, and deeply. Billie's breath came in little gasps, barely moving the hair on my chest. A whole body wiggle allowed her to settle down on me further. Both of us attempted to get closer to the other.

Our orgasm, while intense, was soft, mutual. It was as if we were one being rather than two. 

A slight rustle and a soft sigh broke our reverie. Leigh and James were standing at the side of the bed. Both of them were nude, Leigh was standing in front of James. He had her pulled to him in a tight embrace

"I love watching y'all make love... it's so... natural and beautiful," murmured Leigh. James nodded his head in agreement.

Billie and I looked at them, then each other; we tried to suppress our laughter. Finally giving in to it I bust out, "You guys are a mess!" 

Looking down at themselves Leigh and James burst out laughing too. Leigh's hair was matted with sweat and what had to be cum, it looked as if she had used hair gel. Her small breasts were red and her nipples looked swollen and raw. 

Her trimmed pubic patch was matted and her delicate little pussy was swollen and wet; still dripping with cum. Her inner thighs were coated and wet. She had love bites on her neck, breasts and thighs. James wasn't in any better shape.

Shaking her head, Billie said, "Y'all look like you wallowed in cum and pussy juice... smell like it, too."

James turned red. Leigh burst out laughing, turned and wrapped herself around James. She said, "We did. We both love oral sex and we... indulged. I think we kissed, licked and tasted every square inch of each other's bodies."

Messy and holding each other they were a charming couple. The excitement in their eyes, the smiles they had for each other and the gentle touches indicated the two of them were headed for a much deeper relationship.

Billie smiled and pretty much summed it up when she said, "It appears the two of you are heading for what we have... love, respect, understanding and acceptance of each other."

Now Leigh was as red as James. When they looked at each other there was a silent communication, furthering our thoughts of them as a couple and not just sex partners.

James broke the silence, "Could we... huh, use your shower?"

Answering for the two of us, Billie said, "Of course you can... you didn't even have to ask."

Leigh gave us a shy smile as they went to shower. Billie and I snuggled down. She whispered, " What do you think?"

"I think there's the chance they'll become more than just fuck buddies."

"Me, too... cute, aren't they?"

"Yeah..."

Propping herself us on her elbow, Billie said, "They're so young!"

"Sweetheart... we were younger than they are."

"We were... weren't we."

"Of course, " I said, "we weren't as sexually experienced as they are."

"Weelll, James, I'm pretty sure was a virgin when I... I seduced him, and I've been with him a number times before Leigh met him," said Billie with a giggle, "and Leigh? Well... you've fucked her a number of times, too."

Snickering, I got up and told Billie, "I gotta pee."

Leigh and James were still in the shower when I slipped in the bathroom. I excused myself and told them, "Sorry guys... gotta piss." They mumbled their acknowledgement.

As I prepared to flush I remembered, if I did, the water in the shower would turn cold. I paused, smiled and flushed. After a heartbeat there were shrill shrieks, yelps and curses coming from the shower.

Pushing back the shower curtain I apologized. Leigh, on her knees with James' balls in one hand and his cock in the other, looked up at me with her big blue eyes and laughingly said, "You fucking asshole! You almost made me bite his dick off!"

Walking back into the living room Billie was laughing, too, "You know... Leigh's right... you are an asshole. That was mean."

Laughing, I shrugged, and asked, "Want anything from the kitchen?"

"Ice water."

After fixing two glasses of ice water I returned to the living room. The sight meeting my eyes made me stop and take a deep breath.

Billie was on her back stretching. It appeared as if a line was tied to her feet and the top of her head. Her feet were together and pointed, legs stretched and taut, pelvis in the neutral position; she was in a near perfect straight line.

Her stomach sucked in emphasizing her abdominal muscles, ribs cage pulled in, chin tucked, neck arched and lengthened, her arms over her head with her fingers interlaced. Billie's eyes were closed, as she was in the moment of her stretch. She looked amazing.

Standing there, I could only stare, taking in this magnificent sight. Billie's pectoral muscles held her smallish breasts high; her nipples were erect, her lovely pubic mound slightly prominent and tapering into her neat little cleft.

With her all over tan and the shadows cast by the table lamp she looked as if she was a dream. I could feel my heart rate elevate, my wife, my love. We've been together for seven years, married over five and everyday had been an adventure.

Both of our sexual adventures, but especially hers, had added a lot of flavor and a wonderful, variety of spice to our life. Oh, how I loved this woman!

A smile was on her face; she was looking at me, looking at her. Scooting over, she patted the bed beside her. Handing her the glass of ice water I settled in beside her. Billie snuggled over to me.

Murmurs, thumps and rustles came from the bedroom. We looked at each other and started to get up when Leigh and James came into the living room. They were dressed. 

With their arms around one another, Leigh said, "Would y'all mind if we slid out? We... we have something we need to talk about." James was grinning from ear to ear.

Both of us answered, "No... no of course not."

Billie continued, "We think we know what y'all are going to discuss."

Leigh blushed. She then told Billie, "I changed the sheets on the bed... they were pretty messy... we've kinda been wallowing around in our own body fluids."

After hugs and kisses Leigh and James climbed over the sofa bed to get to the front door. Watching Leigh tenderly step over us and walk on the old lumpy mattress in her brief tank top type dress was a delight. It was sexier than if she'd been totally nude.

We retired to our bed. Even though Leigh had changed the sheets, it still smelled of raw sex. As late as it was we decided to take quick showers and brush our teeth. Smelling of soap and toothpaste we snuggled up with my front to her back and drifted off to sleep.

Waking before Billie I slipped out of bed and started my coffee and a kettle of water for her herbal tea. Silently easing into the bathroom I prepared for the day and returned to the kitchen for our respective hot beverages.

Billie's sleepy, warm smile greeted me as I reentered the bedroom. Stretching luxuriously like a satisfied sleek cat Billie accepted her mug of herbal tea. 

I sat at the head of the bed with my back against the headboard. I wanted to sit and just watch her, a favorite pastime of mine. 

Placing her tea on the nightstand she lightly sprang from the bed and padded by me; her nude form gliding, gracefully and effortlessly. Returning a few minutes later she sat on a corner of the bed in the lotus position, a visual delight.

Sipping her tea she watched me. Even after our night of sexual debauchery I was finding myself becoming aroused. Billie's slightly naughty smile told me she had noticed my arousal.

When Billie finished with her tea, she placed the cup aside and stretched out prone between my legs. Taking my erection in her warm hand she rubbed her face with it. She then sniffed and nuzzled through my pubic hair.

She giggled.

"What...?" I asked, "Do I still smell like Leigh?"

"No... I smell soap and your special man musk... but... yeah, I can still smell pussy, but I can't tell if it's Leigh or me." She continued her investigation of my cock and balls.

Manipulating my package with her hand she dipped her head and took me into her mouth. The little minx licked, nibbled, sucked and stroked me. She bathed my cock with her tongue. Sucking hard she took me all the way down her throat and bobbed her head.

Gently I placed my hands on either side of her head and told her, "I... I'm gonna... cum, sweetie." She acknowledged me with a quick nod of her head. Sucking me deep she took it all down her throat. 

Afterwards, she placed her head on my stomach and continued toying with my now deflated pecker. Flicking it with her fingers, occasionally licking it with her tongue and giving it soft kisses she brought it back to a respectful erection.

Crawling up me she reached down and placed my cock at her entrance. Working together we fucked it in. I was still leaning against the headboard. Billie was riding me in an almost upright position. 

We were eye to eye. Billie placed her forehead against mine. Putting her hands on either side of my head she kissed me. My hands cupped her dear sweet bottom. Her breasts danced a tantalizing dance against my chest.

I whispered to her, "Honey... It may take me a while..."

Kissing my eyes she languidly murmured, " 'salraht..." Kissing my nose and just before she kissed my lips she whispered, "... just enjoying having you in me..."

The heat in her started building. Her head was nodding in little circles, her pussy clenching and releasing me as her hips worked me. Each attempt to take me deeper caused a hitch in her breathing.

Billie's scent filled my senses. Her hips would push back, arching her ass, then rock forward dragging her clit along my cock. A slow shudder ran through her body as she had a soft, gentle orgasm.

Placing her head on my shoulder she shuddered once more and said, "That was so soft. It was like warm gentle waves washing through me." I held her.

Billie softly asked, "Have you decided on whether or not you're going to take the full thirty days of leave or just the fifteen we talked about?"

Pulling her tight, I answered, "I want to take thirty. However... it would be smarter to take just fifteen and save the other fifteen."

"I think you're right."

"Hey," I said, "let's get an early start tomorrow, take the camping gear and drive to the base. The base recreational department has campground and we can explore the area."

Billie pushed back upright and said, "Sounds good."

I pulled her back to me. I just wanted to hold her. I love just holding her.

As planned the next day we drove to my new duty station. We had expected it to take two and a half to three hours but found it only took a little more than two. The base campground also had rental cabins.

The drive there and back was pretty straightforward. This was encouraging. The plan now was for Billie to drive to the base on weekends I had the duty enabling us to still spend the full weekend together.

With my base pay, specialty pay, pro-pay and housing allowance we were going to be in decent financial shape. Adding in Billie's modeling and work-study income we would finally be able to spend more time together! This was a big morale booster for both of us. 

The first few days of my leave had been like a sexual honeymoon. We had made love to each other and fucked others almost non-stop. I still had a little over a week left of our planned fifteen days of leave. We decided to make the most of it.

We had both of our vehicles serviced. I helped Billie clean the apartment. We got up every morning and did our exercises. Even though I suffered, I went shopping with Billie for groceries. 

One day, I asked Billie, "Would you like to invite Thomas, Steve, Leigh and James over..."

Billie gave me one of her wise looks, "Want an orgy do you... four guys and two girls? Think the four of you can handle Leigh and me?"

Embarrassed, I laughed, "Well... I wasn't thinking of an orgy... we haven't seen Thomas or Steve since I've been home on leave and... well, you know..."

"Getting bored are you?"

"... NO...! I just thought... you know... they're your friends and..."

Laughing Billie said, "I'm just teasing you. Thomas and Steve are in Washington, DC at the National Gallery of Art working as interns. They'll be gone all summer." Snickering the little evil one then said, "Hmmm... four guys and just Leigh and me... sounds fun." 

Over the next week Billie had to work ten hours in the school's library and register for the summer semester. Due to our varying schedules we were unable to make any plans with Leigh and James. 

When my leave was over I departed on a Sunday to report to my new duty station. Billie's summer semester had started as did her modeling. I was looking forward to coming home the next weekend. Things were looking good.



A Titillating Tale Ch. 10



We were naked on our camping pads in our empty living room. Billie, my little sexpot of a wife, was straddling me with my cock buried in her tight little puss. She was slowly 'posting' as she rode me, her delightful inner muscles clenching and releasing me.

With her forehead pressed to mine, she was smiling as she said, "Do you realize we've had an open marriage for over a year now?"

The sensations I was feeling, as we made delicious slow love, made it hard to shift my thought process. Cupping her delectable bottom and feeling her warm breasts tickle my chest as her nipples danced on my skin made a coherent answer next to impossible.

Clearing my mind for a brief moment, I was able to mumble, "... yeah..."

Giggling softly, Billie kissed me, nuzzled my face and neck, and gently whispered in my ear, "Does it feel that good?"

The little nymph would clench her pussy muscles and slowly pull upward. Just before I slipped out of her she'd pause, using those same wonderfully toned muscles she'd somehow pulse, sending a deliciously wicked sensation around the head of my cock.

I had to grit my teeth to keep from coming, she would then relax and slid back down, grinding her pubis against mine. Her breath was warm and moist as she traced my ear with her tongue. She paused her actions and just held me.

Clutching each other, we allowed the building magnitude of feelings to subside. As we regained control we slowly started up, once again. I could feel the head of my cock nudge up against her cervix and slip by as I went deeper. Billie loved it slow and deep.

Pulling back a little I looked into her face, her eyes were soft, she wore a small loving smile, there was a light blush in her cheeks. Both of us were filmed in a light sweat. Our crotches were making wet, obscene noises and releasing the spicy scent of raw sex.

She closed her eyes and bucked, snapping forward and burying her face in the curve between my neck and shoulder. Emitting a small, guttural squeak she bucked again. Clamping down on me tightly, I erupted with her. Our orgasms were almost brutal. 

Hanging on to each other we rode it out. As our breathing returned to normal, I softly asked her, "What did you say earlier...? Something about our marriage?"

Snickering gently, she said, "You asshole... I said, do you realize we've had an open marriage for over a year now?"

"Oh... I was...huh... I was distracted... Yeah, it was last year, during the spring semester of your junior year when we opened our marriage. Yoouu... went a bit wild, didn't you?"

Giggling and wiggling, "Oh, fuuucck, yeah, I did! I was cock happy for a while."

"Yeah... I'll say you were. You've... calmed down this semester."

"This whole school year... I've been just too busy and my degree is far more important than fucking a bunch of guys... and... now, with your new duty station, I get to see you almost every weekend... I... I don't feel so lonely anymore."

Pulling her down to me so I could kiss her, I said, "You... you felt abandoned when I went back in the service... didn't you?"

Ever so softly, she answered, "... yes... intellectually, I knew it was for the best, but emotionally...? ... I was very lonely and... yes... I did feel abandoned..."

I kissed her; I kissed her eyes, her ears and her neck. I could taste her, her special flavor, her perspiration; I could smell her lovely, arousing scent. I, also, hurt... I hurt knowing I caused her pain; it hurts me to cause her any kind of pain.

I asked her, "Do you think we would have opened our marriage if I'd stayed here?"

She thought for a moment and said, "Not immediately, but eventually... you know I get turned on when I model. Eventually, I would have... well; I would have allowed one of the guys to... to fuck me... I... I would have given..."

"Is that the reason you went to the beach house party?"

Softly, barely audible, "... yeah... it was one of the reasons... I... I knew I'd probably get fucked..." even softer, "and... I wanted it... I was so lonely and... and horny..."

"And that's what happened... you managed to get fucked, several times..."

"... yeah... yeah, I did..." And even softer, "... I enjoyed it, too... probably, too, much."

Tracing my fingers down her back I cupped her butt. Since we were still... joined... I started to slowly move. Billie placed her head on my shoulder as we resumed making love.

As I moved in her, I whispered, "So... are you going to be a good girl tomorrow?"

She giggled and said, "Fuck no! I plan on being... very, and I do mean, very... wicked tomorrow at the pool party. And... I have a very special surprise for you."

This pool party was an unofficial graduation party for the art, drama and music department and was for graduating students and their dates only. It would, also, probably be the last time Billie's very special group of friends would see her

Her group of friends consisted of Thomas, Steve, James, Leigh and Amanda. We had never met Thomas' fiancée or Steve's date but had been assured they were like-minded, especially when it came to sex.

Rolling her over, I put her in the good old fashion missionary position. Billie locked her legs over mine and wrapped her arms around my back. I had one hand cupping the back of her head and the other under her butt. We made slow, sensual, gentle love. 

We have always made love. There are times when we make love it becomes extra special. This was one of those times. All of our senses were in play. I could taste, smell, feel, hear and even see her essence. Our physical and emotional feelings were fully engaged.

As I slid and pushed into her I felt as if my whole being was trying to enter her. I couldn't get close enough or get enough of her. Billie was giving as much as I was, if not more. I was invading her and she was receptive, taking me. We were consuming each other.

I came first. I plunged in as deep as I could and Billie opened herself as much as she could, to accept me. As I erupted, she held me tightly in her and softly murmured her love in my ear. She started with a deep tremble, a shudder.

Her trembling became jerks, which evolved into bucks as her orgasm claimed her. With soft yelps, grunts and groans she enveloped me, taking me as hers. We held each other, an animal with four legs, four arms and two heads, merged into one sweaty mass.

Lifting my head I looked down at her. We pressed our foreheads and noses together and... giggled... we giggled like school kids. Our giggles subsided as we kissed, snuggled and wiggled against each other, holding, touching, caressing and loving.

Eventually, Billie looked around and said, "Ahh fuck... I forgot a towel."

Smiling at her, I said, "It's all right... the wet spot's on your side this time." Laughing we went and showered. 

On Saturday morning we were excited about the party. I asked her, "What cha planning on wearing?"

With a perplexed look, she said, "Nothing... I plan on being naked the whole time."

"Are you planning on riding over there naked?"

"Fuck! I forgot about that! Well... I've got my running shorts and a halter top... or..."

Interrupting her, "Want one of my tee shirts?"

A slow smile broke across her face, "Hmmm... if the only thing I was wearing was one of your tee shirts... it would be soooo naughty! That's what I'll do."

We arrived just after the party had officially started and got naked immediately. As we entered the party room we saw Amanda standing across the room near the bar. 

What a lovely sight! She was as nude as we were! Apparently, she had been the only one nude until we arrived. There were a number of guys surrounding her, little did they know.

Amanda saw us and started heading over to where we stood. Her long blonde hair was hanging free and appeared to float around her face. Her full breasts bobbed gently as she walked. Her nipples stood at attention. She had her blue eyes focused on us.

My cock was stirring. I knew she was gay, but what a sight! When she got to us she hugged Billie in close. Two beautiful nude women hugging each other definitely had my blood pumping and my cock lengthening.

She turned to me and put one arm around me and kissed me on the cheek. Her other hand dropped to my cock and she gently starting stroking me! Amanda looked ever so mischievous as she said, "I see you're glad to see me." 

Blushing, I said, "Huuh, sorry Amanda... but... you're just so beautiful!"

Amanda laughed and told me, "Well... I would have been insulted if I hadn't gotten you turned on. I may be gay... but I do like to be desirable to both sexes. Would you guys, please, come with me...?"

We followed her into one of the bedrooms. She closed the door for privacy and climbed up onto the bed. She indicated Billie should sit on one side of her and I should sit on the other.

Looking at me, she told us, "I've never let myself get as close to another person as I have with Billie. She is someone who is very special. You take care of her; you hear me?" 

Amanda then said, "Billie... kind of rescued me at the mall one day."

Billie had told me what had happened: Billie had been at the mall and saw a group of bozos hassling Amanda. She could tell Amanda was getting stressed and upset. She was trying hard not to show it.

So Billie went over and slipped her arm around Amanda and said, "So there you are honey," and laid a deep kiss on Amanda as if they were lovers. The cretins muttered some obscenities, but they left. 

Amanda said, "I was getting pretty upset... but Billie was such a dear!" Giggling she added, "She even caressed one of my breasts when she kissed me! It blew those thug's minds! After that, Billie and I became close friends... nothing sexual, mind you."

Looking at me, Billie told me, "We use to eat lunch together after life drawing classes. Amanda gave me an insight into what it was like being gay in a small southern town. Its pretty hard... people can be so nasty, so cruel..."

"But..." Amanda said, "that's not why we're here. We're here because every once in a while I feel the need to have a hard cock in my pussy... and, Billie has volunteered your services... and... I must admit... from what I'm seeing... I'm intrigued."

Billie had a shit-eating grin, "Surprise sweetheart! You'll need to thank Leigh for helping make this possible, too."

"What did Leigh have to do with it?" I asked.

Placing her head on my chest Amanda started running her fingers up and down my stomach. She said, "Leigh was very enthusiastic when she told me how you could fuck. She says you are very well endowed, but more importantly, you know how to use it."

Snickering, Billie added, "Yep... Leigh sold your ass to Amanda as the best fuck she'd ever had... so, you'd better be able to come across!"

Laughing, embarrassed and with a little pride I started caressing Amanda. She kissed and lightly tongued my nipples. Hello! She definitely had my attention!

With a soft whisper, she said, "I can hear and feel your heart beating. Relax, let me..."

Interrupting, I asked her, "What would you like me to do... I'm a little lost here..."

Billie shushed me, saying, "Let her set the pace; she knows what she wants." 

Amanda started to trace small circles on my stomach with her fingernail. As she did, she scooted down lower on my torso. I then felt her fingernail tentatively nudge my cock. She then lightly started to trace her finger up and down my shaft.

I looked at Billie and she motioned for me to lie still and not say or do anything. Amanda then slid down and nuzzled her nose through my pubic hair and inhaled. She then rubbed my hard cock across her lips and her cheek. 

Turning to Billie, she said, "You're right, honey, it does smell nice." She then kissed its head.

Amanda stroked my dick and balls for a few minutes and she seemed to relish the feel against her face. She took the head into her mouth and started sucking me. She then licked the sides. 

Billie once again motioned for me not to move or say anything. She was as mesmerized as I was by what was taking place. Amanda was very good at giving head.

As Amanda stroked me, she took her other hand and started to rub herself. She had her eyes closed as she worked two fingers into her pussy. She was lost in her own sensual world. 

Sitting up and looking me straight in the eye, she whispered, "Please... don't touch me... just... lay still..." She straddled me; she placed the head of my cock at her entrance and taking a deep breath she relaxed and let her weight impale herself on my cock.  

When I was in her to the hilt Amanda just sat still for a minute, adjusting to the intrusion. Her eyes were closed. Then she started to move up and down. As she became used to having a cock inside her she started to rock back and forth, adding a little figure eight.

She slowly built herself up to a climax and let it roll throughout her body. Amanda shook and gasped for breath. She then lay down on my chest. Her breasts were soft and warm; I could feel her nipples lightly digging in to my skin. 

Her pussy muscles were clutching and releasing my shaft in gentle spasms. I was barely holding onto my load. She pushed up a little and looked me in the eyes.

She whispered to me, "Go ahead. Shoot it in me. I want to feel it! Please... put your arms around me, hold me and shoot it deep into me!" She then leaned down and kissed me, hard. I held her tight, shoved my cock in as deep as I could and blew my wad.

When we were finished the three of us cuddled. My cock was still in her as we held each other. I pulled Amanda closer to me and told her, "Amanda, I'm speechless, thank you."

She lightly laughed, "No... thank you.... Thank both of you! Do you know...? I told Billie I'd be willing to fuck you just so I could have sex with her?"

The three of us cuddled closer, I said, "Yeah... she told me about her experience with you at the pool party."

"I didn't want to just fuck you today so I could have Billie... I wanted a man to make love to me and... and I figured you'd be kind, gentle and patient... and you were."

Billie and I held her. After a while she sat up and said, "Thank you..." Laughing she added, "This was great... it felt wonderful and... Leigh was right! But... don't expect me to switch back to men. Now... let's not forget the party."

The three of us slipped out of the bedroom. No one was paying attention, so there were not any questioning looks. 

Billie told Amanda, "This is our secret, and no one needs to know unless you decide to tell them." 

Hugging her, she whispered, "Thank you."

We returned to the party, which was just starting to pick up. No one else had gotten nude yet. I asked Billie, "What's your plan?"

With a humongous smile, she said, "I'm gonna fuck Thomas, Steve and James."

"Individually or in a gangbang?"

Still smiling, she simply said, "Yes..." Then added, "But I want to do you last, I want all of them to see how you make love to me and how you can make me cum."

"Ahhh, sloppy seconds, huh?"

Giggling, the horny little thing said, "It'll be far more than seconds; probably more like sixths... each of them will probably fuck me a couple of times... will that be okay?"

Laughing, I told the little nymph, "Have fun... I'll take care of their dates."

As I went to get us some bottled water, Billie went over to say hello to Thomas.

When I returned Billie stood in a very special way, talking to Thomas. She stood with her hands clasped behind her back. Her weight was on one leg; the foot of her other leg was turned slightly inward. 

She had slightly arched her back and pushed her breasts forward and up. As she spoke, she would allow her nipple to lightly brush his arm. It was supposedly done in all innocence. The little minx has often done this to me and to others; it is very titillating.

Billie had decided to give all three of her fuck buddies a graduation gift, some pussy. Since it would probably be the last time she'd ever be able to fuck them, she wanted it to be extra special.

While Billie was teasing Thomas, a slender athletic looking blonde walked up. She was very pretty and was wearing a next to non-existent bikini. She had small breasts, a flat hard stomach and a graceful arch to her long neck.

This exotic animal said, "You must be Billie!" Her smile and green cat eyes were engaging. 

Billie smiled and said, "That's me... and you are...?" 

This amazing creature hooked her arm into Thomas' arm. She then introduced herself, "I'm Jennifer, Thomas' fiancée!"

Billie leaped up onto her toes and hugged her tightly. She exclaimed, "At last, I get to meet you. I've heard so much about you!!" 

Jennifer hugged her back and told her, "And I've... heard all about you, too!"

Billie waved me over and introduced me to Jennifer. Thomas had told us she was a professional ballet dancer with one of the better companies. Since she traveled so much they had opened their relationship, too. They just hadn't gotten married.

Jennifer was relieved when Thomas had told her about Billie, especially when she found out Billie was happily married. Jennifer had been worried about some hussy trying to steal him.

Billie looked a little shy when she said to Jennifer, "I was planning on giving him a graduation fuck, but you may not want me to do that." 

Jennifer laughed and said, "Go for it! I hope he has something left to give you! I'll just sit here and... entertain your husband. Does he have anything left... to give me?"

I looked at this beautiful gazelle and thought, "Oh, hell, yeah! I've got something left!" 

We followed Thomas and Jennifer back to a cabana that was set up near the pool. Jennifer was very fair skinned and would have burned if we had stayed by the pool.

As we moved into the cabana Billie told Thomas, "Off with the shirt and shorts. You're not going to be needing then with what we're going to be doing."

Laughing, Jennifer took his clothes and put them into her beach bag. Thomas and Billie took off naked, hand-in-hand, laughing and skipping across the pool deck. They headed first to the dance floor and then to a bedroom for his graduation fuck. 

Jennifer reached into her beach bag and handed me some moisturizer. She asked, "Would you please spread this on my back?"

I sat down on the lounger and pulled her in between my legs. Before she sat down I untied the little bows on the sides of her bikini bottoms and removed them. She gasped, looked around at me and then laughed.

Jennifer sat down between my legs. I untied and removed her top. She had small breasts and amazing nipples. Her delightful pubic mound was waxed completely smooth. Her ass was small, round and smoothly muscled.

I pulled her back against me and started spreading the moisturizer on her shoulders. I worked down her arms and then across her chest. I worked the lotion into her small breasts and then down her breathtaking dancer's stomach.

As I worked across her lower abdomen she began softly moaning. I skipped her pubic mound and started working on her upper legs. She started squirming in delight.

I spread the lotion up between her thighs to her sweet junction. I spread her thighs wide and using both hands, I gently cupped her pussy while spreading the moisturizer.

Jennifer asked me in a moan, "What... oh, that feels good... what are you doing to me?"

I told her, "I'm getting you ready to be fucked." She turned slightly so she could kiss me. Her right hand found my hard on and started stroking it.

I started to gently finger fuck her. I moved one hand up and pinched a nipple. A tremor ran through her, she told me to keep pinching and pulling her nipples. She was twisting and wiggling lost in the pleasurable erotic feelings I was lavishing on her. 

Jennifer stood up, straddled my legs and guided me to her entrance. She sat back down and took me in to the hilt. Her back was still to me in a reverse cowgirl position.




A Titillating Tale Ch. 10



Her inner muscles gripped and released me like a vise. I kept one hand on her mound with a finger in her wet folds flicking her clit and pinched her nipples with the other.

She had small orgasm and fell forward. Jennifer then pulled herself off my cock, turned around and, straddling me, sank back down on my shaft. Kissing me, she pushed me down flat on my back and started to ride me hard.

"I'm close." I whispered.

She forced herself down onto my cock, taking it in as deeply as she could get it. Her pussy clamped down on me as I exploded in her. This triggered another larger orgasm for her. We lay there in a sweaty pile gasping for breath.

I then asked, "Do you need any more lotion spread... anywhere?" 

She laughed and told me, "I think, it's spread enough for now."

I reached over and handed her a towel. Jennifer just grinned and stayed where she was. She started working her amazing inner muscles and brought me to another erection.

We moved into a spoon position and started a nice slow fuck. I continued to pinch her nipples and used my other hand and fingers strum her clit. It was very slow and sensual. This is the way Billie and Thomas found us.

Jennifer smiled up at Thomas and in a husky sexy voice asked, "Did you guys have fun?" 

He gave Jennifer a big shit-eating grin. Billie appeared to be very interested in what we were doing. She looked at me and gave me a big grin.

She refused my attempt to kiss her, whispering, "Cock mouth." 

I asked her, "Was it Thomas or someone else?"

Smiling, Billie said, "Steve and James joined us."

I looked at her and said, "So you did one of your fuck buddy gangbangs?"

Billie looked at me and said, "Yep... mad?" 

"Hell no! I would've loved to have been there. Now, you're going to have to give us details." Jennifer, who was still slowly fucking me, seconded the request.

Thomas sat down and pulled Billie onto his lap. As Billie came down she grabbed his cock and aligned it with her pussy. She sank down on it with a slight gasp and a moan.

So there we were... I was fucking Thomas' fiancée... and Thomas was fucking my wife. Billie started her narration of her fuck buddy gangbang.

"We first went to the dance floor; we were enjoying dancing naked. Oh, how I love to dance slow dances in the nude! I was rubbing my body all over Thomas.

"When we were totally turned on, I grabbed Thomas and headed to a bedroom. After we went in I, apparently, forgot to close the door."

She continued, "We were in an easy sixty-nine; Thomas was using his tongue on my clit and finger fucking me sooo good! Oh, fuck, was he doing me good! Jennifer, I bet you can tell us how good he is!"

Jennifer, still fucking me, softly said, "He is good at eating pussy and finger fucking."

Billie resumed her tale; "I had the head of his dick in my mouth and was stroking his shaft and playing with his balls. I heard someone come in and felt them sit on the bed. It was Steve! I sat up and gave him a big hug and a kiss."

Thomas took up the story, "Since Billie got up on her knees to kiss Steve; I pushed her down onto all fours. She was wiggling her ass and obviously wanting me to fuck her while she sucked Steve off."

Billie interrupted and enthusiastically said, "Oh! I did! I did! I arched my ass up as high as I could. I wanted you in me so badly!" 

Resuming where he was interrupted, Thomas said, "I moved in behind her and entered her. Damn! She met my thrusts and reached for Steve! Steve moved around so his cock was at her mouth and she sucked him in to the hilt!

"Oh man! Steve and I got a good rhythm going. Your wife was being stuffed from both ends and was having a blast! She was going wild! Bucking, fucking and sucking!"

Giggling, Billie said; "I felt something touch my cheek and looked sideways while still sucking Steve's cock. It was another cock! It looked very familiar. It was James! I started using my hands to stroke him while Thomas fucked me and I blew Steve."

While she was telling her tale, Jennifer and I were still fucking. Billie, in her excitement, was really pounding up and down on Thomas' cock in a reverse cowgirl.

Her story continued, "Thomas came first and pulled out of me. Steve moved around and fucked his cock into me. James stuck his cock in my mouth. I reached over and started stroking Thomas' wet dick. It felt like Steve then dumped his load.

"Oh, my pussy was getting messy! He withdrew and James took his place. I pulled Thomas' cock to my mouth and started sucking him, it worked... he got another hard on! I was jerking on Steve's cock.

"Thomas told me he was losing it. I was on fire! I couldn't get enough of their cocks! I wanted more! I sucked his cock in as deeply as I could and swallowed his load. This set James off and he pumped another load into me!"

"Then... then Steve replaced Thomas' cock in my mouth. I could smell the sex and it made me really work him. Steve pulled out of my mouth and mounted me again. I could hear the wet squishing noises coming from my pussy because of all the cum I had in me!

"And then, finally, James rubbed his pecker across my lips and I sucked him in. James dropped his load in record time." Laughing she said, "I almost didn't get it down my throat in time! When that happened, Steve blew another load in me.

"All of us were lying there in a big pile of sweat and cum, I heard a single person applauding. When I looked up Amanda was standing there with a big grin on her face. She told me, 'I knew one day you were going to be in a gangbang with your friends.'"

I asked her, "Are you all right with having seen me in a gangbang?' Amanda assured me that once she realized I was a very, very willing participant, she had enjoyed the show. I then told her this wasn't the first time I'd been in a gangbang with them.

"We hugged each other and Amanda told me how much she was going to miss me." Billie had tears in her eyes as she related this last bit.

She then gave me her patented, shit-eating I've been well-fucked grin and continued, "We all sort of cleaned up the best we could. Steve thanked me and went out to look for his new girlfriend. He wanted to introduce her to me. 

"James gave me a hug and told me he'd see me after he found Leigh. Then Thomas and I had come out to the cabana and caught y'all fucking!"

During this narration Billie and Thomas stayed attached at the crotch. Jennifer had interrupted once, to cum. She and I were still joined together.

Billie closed her eyes and went to work on Thomas. Jennifer started using her pussy muscles on me. I finished first, with Jennifer close behind me. Thomas dumped another load into Billie's saturated pussy. We all pulled apart and got into the pool to clean up.

When we came back into the cabana, we found Steve and his date, June, waiting for us. They had become an item. Little June was as naked as a jaybird and grinning like there was no tomorrow. She, too, was an art student, Billie knew her but I'd never met her.

Steve's original girlfriend could not come to terms with his relationship with Billie. Billie felt bad about this at first, but Steve reassured her a breakup was coming anyway. His ex-girlfriend had wanted him to become a business major and not an art major. 

So June and Steve had started seeing each other. They were comfortable with each other's sexual adventures the same way we were comfortable with ours. Billie hugged the two of them. They stood talking, touching and caressing each other... becoming intimate. 

James had found Leigh and brought her over. Smiling with just a little guilt Leigh told us, 'I... I was... huh... busy with some musician friends of mine. I'll... huh... introduce them a little later..."

Laughing, James said, "Yeah... busy... huh uh. Her musician friends were fucking her frontwards, backwards and sideways. Gotta say... they had a good tempo going!"

Leigh blushed a bright red. Jennifer and June applauded, Billie shouted, "You go girl!"

I pulled the little lithe Leigh to me and nuzzled her. The little nymph started purring. Taking her by her slim hips I spun her around and pulled her down onto my lap. Since her little pussy was very wet and stretched from her musician friends, I slid in easily.

She still let out a little yelp of surprise. Running my hands up her ribcage I tweaked her nipples. Leigh was in ecstasy, she loves it just a little rough. She gave as good as she got. 

Thomas and James were nosing around Jennifer and pretty soon had her going in a threesome. Jennifer looked up at James as he was thrusting into her and said, "Have I even met you?" 

Thomas assured her she had, but re-introduced them. She grunted and went back to work sucking on Thomas' pecker while James plowed her.

Leigh started to spasm in an orgasm. It had worked its way up on her slowly but left her shaking and quivering. She told me, "It sneaked up and really hit me!!" 

Billie, panting with exertion while Steve fucked her in the missionary position, said, "T- those c-can be the b-best k-kind!" June was behind him with her tits mashed against his back massaging his balls. 

As I looked around at all the sex going on, it boiled me over. I filled Leigh up with spunk. We lay there holding each other. She appeared to be in a daze. After a while I slid out of her. She just lay there looking like the cat that ate the canary.

I watched as Billie and Steve finished their tryst. I went over to Billie and took her into my arms. She was flushed, sweaty and smelled like fresh sex. Her pubic mound was matted and glistening with come. She was a mess, but... she was my mess.

Billie stopped me before I kissed her and got a bottle of water. She rinsed her mouth and then drank deeply. She then turned and said, "Okay, now you can kiss me."

I kissed her and laughingly said, "A little funky... but..." I kissed her again.

Giggling, she told me, "I've lost count of the number of times I've been fucked today. And I have no idea of the number of cocks I've sucked. But, fuck! I've had fun! And I've only been with Thomas, Steve and James!" 

Holding her and laughing, I told her, "I've had sex twice with Jennifer and once with Leigh." I didn't mention Amanda for obvious reasons. "But... not with you." 

Taking her in my arms, I laid her down on the mattress. She pulled her knees back and opened her legs. Her pussy was a mess and I loved her for it! Entering her with one smooth push, we made slow, sweet, love, each giving and receiving.

I whispered in her ear, "You are hot and so tight, even after all those cocks you've had today." Nuzzling her ear, I murmured, "And, I love you so much!"

Billie giggled again and whispered back, "It's because you are the best and have the longest and the thickest cock I've ever had... and I've now had more than a few. That's why I wanted you last." She added, "And, I love you so much more."

She had been getting charged up all evening. Sex with others is foreplay for us. Her orgasm built up slowly and exploded hard. She clamped down on my cock and ground herself into me in a passionate frenzy. I was right there with her. 

As we lay there in each other's arms, the others in our group told us how beautiful it had been. It was the first time most of them had ever seen Billie orgasm. It was the first time some of them had seen us make love. 

The party was winding down. Billie had received permission to miss the graduation ceremony due to my military duty. Her friends knew this was probably the last time they would see her before we departed on Sunday, the day after the party.

With tears flowing freely, we said our goodbyes and got addresses from our little group. We were leaving the next day. Billie had her diploma in hand and we were off. We told everyone, "You know where I'm stationed. Come see us."

We departed the party with mixed emotions. Sadness at leaving our friends, pride with Billie's achievement, she had graduated with honors, and excitement as we were looking forward to my new duty station and the fact that we could be a couple once again.

A military contract mover had packed our apartment earlier in the week. We lay on our camping pads in the empty apartment. It had been Billie's home and my quasi-home for close to two years. Both of us were quiet, deep in our own thoughts and memories. Billie rolled over and snuggled to me, "What cha thinking?" She asked.

"About what an independent, sexually adventurous maiden you have become."

Laughing, she responded, "I'm not a maiden... A maiden is a young unmarried woman... usually a virgin. I'm a wife... a very happily married woman. And... I'm definitely... not a virgin."

Joining in her merry musical laughter, I intoned, "Okay! I'm thinking about what an independent, sexually adventurous wife you have become. A happily married woman that only makes love to her husband... but... will sometimes fuck other men."

"Now you got it." Billie said, she then lightly swatting my arm saying, "Asshole..."

Hugging we put our forehead together. We smiled at each other and snuggled closer. Tired from the party, we kissed gently, held each other and eased into sleep.

The next day, a Sunday, we were on our way to a new apartment we had leased the previous weekend. Our household goods were to be delivered on Monday. We drove out of a college town toward a new kind of life in towns located near military bases.

One, of a number of phases in our lives was closing; a new phase was starting. We were looking forward with sweet anticipation to new adventures and some new titillating tales to tell. 

This brings to an end, A Titillating Tale.