1 comments/ 29131 views/ 6 favorites Sex After Cancer By: Malomar Things had been a little quiet around the homestead with me being out of work for over a year now but my wife running off to work 5-6 days a week. Not that she needed to work because we had plenty of money saved up, but she hated being home with no people to interact with. She worked in a bank with several other women, all of them younger than her, though not all better looking. Even in her 50's my wife Carrie could still turn heads. But her recent bout with breast cancer had left her feeling less of a woman no matter how much I tried to convince her otherwise. Even after the reconstructive surgery, it didn't look the same and she felt less attractive. To me, she would always be the same beautiful blonde I had married no matter what she looked like on the outside. In addition she was now off her estrogen so her sex drive was much less. Well, really it was non-existent. She had gone through the fatigue from chemo and radiation treatments and now had energy, but apparently not enough for sex. She didn't feel that she needed any counseling and would not go to any support groups. We had gone through sexual droughts before, but never anything like this. And as with the other droughts, my mind and eyes started to wander. Her friends recognized her mild depression and tried to invite her to everything they had going on so she would still feel needed and wanted. Being the dutiful husband and really wanting her to come out of her funk, I would accompany her to these little parties even though I was usually bored to death. I didn't know the women all that well except for Suzi, Carrie's best friend. Suzi could best be described as a country farm girl. She was almost as tall as me and was big-boned with a lot of muscle. She also had these large, pendulous breasts and wide hips that made her waist look much smaller than it actually was. Her long, curly auburn hair and the smattering of freckles, made her face light up when she smiled. And she smiled a lot. She was boisterous and flirty, craving attention from male and female alike. She also had full, kissable lips and Suzi and I had actually stolen a few kisses during a couple of the parties. It started at one of the Christmas parties a few years ago at the manager's house, but it didn't start with Suzi. ********************************* This young lady named Tanya was new at the bank and they talked her into coming to the Christmas party. She had this fascination with Sharon Stone because she looked a lot like her, so she took it one step further. She already had the shiny blonde hair so the styling was easy. Add a little makeup and bright red lipstick and the look was complete. She always dressed in these tight, slinky, black dresses or pant suits. They always looked professional when at work but fit her like a glove. She was extremely flirty and outgoing when I first met her at the bank and the party was no different. Except that she was flirting with women as well. She showed up a little late with no date. When she took off her overcoat, there were some audible gasps and I almost choked on my beer. She wore a tight black dress, but there was nothing professional about this dress, unless she was a streetwalker. The material was thin and perfectly outlined her body. It had a deep v-neck front that showed her small cleavage, but she was not wearing a bra and her pert nipples were poking through the material. The reason she wasn't wearing a bra became obvious when she turned around. There was no back to the dress. The material was just high enough to cover the crack of her ass, but no higher. It went over her ass, but not much more. I could see no way she would be able to sit down without flashing the crowd. She started sliding her arms around the waist of anyone standing up and giving them a little kiss on the cheek. With everyone already eating, she grabbed a plate and got some snacks, but all the seats were occupied. Chivalrous gentleman that I am, I started to offer my chair, but she insisted I sit down and strolled over to visit Carrie on the other side of the room. After some joking around, Carrie told Tanya that she was so skinny that she could sit on her lap and she wouldn't even know it. So Tanya plopped herself down in Carrie's lap, wrapped an arm around her neck, and gave her a kiss on the cheek, and then the neck, and then I started to get a bit turned on. Carrie started to get a little nervous as Tanya started to grind her into her lap. For my part, I could now see the black thong that Tanya was wearing even with her legs almost closed. Suzi was sitting on the floor next to me and also was getting an eyeful. I could hear Suzi breathing deeper and wasn't sure if it was because my wife was getting a lap dance or because she was enjoying the view as much as me. "Alright, cut that out. Your boney ass is gonna leave me black and blue," Carrie complained. Tanya looked a little hurt and upset as she rose and turned in my direction. I opened my arms for her and smiled and four steps later she plopped into my lap, covering the lump that had already been swelling. As she had with Carrie, she slipped an arm around my neck and gave me a peck on the cheek and then chuckled as she nibbled my ear. She felt my growing manhood and whispered a little "Oooh," in my ear. She started to slowly grind back and forth, trying not to let others know what she was doing. Her left nipple was rubbing against my chest and the warmth of her breath was caressing my cheek. The grinding went on for several minutes as my member continued to swell. My right hand was on her hip and I tried to pull her closer, enjoying the feeling of her skin through the sheer material. I wanted to take her right there with everyone watching. Carrie and I hadn't done it for a weeks and my resolve was weak. Carrie must have noticed what was going on as she said, "Just remember he's married." Tanya just laughed and replied, "So are you but that didn't stop me." That caused Suzi to turn and look just as Tanya was getting up. She was looking straight up Tanya's dress and then as Tanya stepped away, straight at the large pole running down my pant leg. I couldn't cross my legs quick enough for Suzi not to notice it, but was hopeful that Carrie hadn't. Tanya shot me a knowing look and smile as she walked away. The other women hadn't seemed to notice, but the other men were shooting hungry looks at Tanya as they hadn't missed anything that had been going on. Suzi's wimpy husband Dean was literally drooling and used his napkin to catch it just before it hit his shirt. Everyone moved down to the finished basement after that for drinks and the opening of presents. Carrie and I sat on the couch with Suzi plopping down next to me. I wasn't sure if it was because she wanted to sit close to me, or if she was just trying to keep Tanya at bay. Her husband Dean (soon to be ex), sat on the floor next to her. I lost sight of Tanya with the dim lights and large room, but my hungry eyes kept looking for her. After a while, I needed to use the bathroom and get another beer, so I excused myself and headed upstairs. When I came out of the bathroom, Tanya was waiting for me. "I'm sorry if I embarrassed you or caused you any problems with Carrie. Just having a little fun." "Trust me Tanya. I enjoyed every minute of it." I could feel that tingling in my crotch again. She just stood there, inches away from me, almost daring me to make the next move. I did, pulling her to me as our lips met in a slow, sensual kiss. I had not kissed another woman since being married to Carrie, but somehow with Tanya, I couldn't help myself. My hands slid around her waist, pulling her tighter and her arms went around my neck. Her fingers started running through my hair sending shivers down my spine. My hands moved down to her boney ass, which really wasn't that boney, and held her tight as I began to grind my hard-on into her crotch. Our kissing became more frantic and I was close to blowing my wad from our dry humping. I slipped one hand down the back of her dress, sliding across the bare skin of her rump. God bless the person that created thongs. Her tongue slid into my mouth as my hand searched her crack and my finger pressed against the thin string it found. But we heard footsteps on the stairs and we reluctantly but quickly separated, with her sliding into the bathroom and me heading to the kitchen for another brew. Suzi appeared through the doorway as I was taking out the beer. I stayed bent over, looking into the fridge, so she couldn't see the bulge in my pants. "Jeez, thought we lost you." "Hey, just be glad you weren't the one who had to use the bathroom next," I joked. I motioned to her to see if she wanted a beer and she nodded yes. I cracked open the one in my hand and gave it to her, keeping the door between us. I reached in and took another for myself. My nerves from the close call allowed me to calm down and I shut the door and headed back downstairs while she waited for the bathroom. When the night was almost over, I decided to go warm up the car since the temperature was below zero. My eyes searched the room for Tanya, but there was no sign of her anywhere. With my brain cursing loudly, I went upstairs to the bedroom where the coats were piled on a bed and was quickly followed by Suzi. I quickly found mine, and then Suzi asked for help to find hers. There was only a faint nightlight in the room making it difficult to see. As she was leaning over the bed searching through coats, she slipped and grabbed my arm, pulling me onto the bed on top of her. "We've got to stop meeting like this," I smiled. A rise quickly started in my pants again from the unfinished business with Tanya. She smiled back, looking up at the ceiling, "Well, look at that. Mistletoe." "Well, we wouldn't want to break tradition now, would we," I replied. I leaned down and softly kissed her full lips, my prick almost instantaneously reaching its full length. She moaned as she sucked in a deep breath, "Damn, I can feel that beast you know." I shifted my position slightly and was able to make even better contact with her crotch as she started sucking on my lower lip, nibbling gently. The pillows of her breasts looked so inviting that I slipped my right hand underneath her thick sweater and began to fondle one through the thin bra she was wearing. I could feel the lace as her nipple came to life. Her breathing was coming in deep gasps now as she placed her hands on my ass and humped up in rapid motions, suddenly holding me still as her orgasm overcame her.We kissed softly again as she came down from her high. My manhood stood firm and strong against her crotch as she let go of my ass. Her breathing gradually returned to normal as I waited expectantly for something more. My emotions were still simmering and the Beast was straining my pants and begging for release. "Thank you. I really, really needed that," she stated almost matter-of-factly. She looked at me and grinned, "Hey, you weren't the only one whose motor got started by Tanya's antics." "Yeah, well maybe someday you can return the favor," I said as I reluctantly lifted my body off her. I helped her up off the bed, and she kissed me again, her hand reaching down to my crotch and tracing the outline down my pant leg. "I think that would be my pleasure," she smiled. We separated, grabbed our coats and headed out to warm up the cars, the cold winter air quickly shrinking any desire I might have had. We never came that close again; however we had kissed on several occasions over the next few years, using the stimulus to spur us on to greater heights when we finally bedded our partners. It would be a few years later before she would tell me what happened with Tanya. As for the end to that night, Carrie was on me as soon as we hit the bed. We went at it for almost two hours as I lost count of how many times she came. I managed to dump three loads into her before we collapsed into a deep sleep. We both knew who had gotten us worked up, but neither of us ever mentioned that night again. We both think of Tanya every time we see a Sharon Stone movie, but her name is never mentioned. ************************************************ So with my mind now back in the present, I was driving through the boonies hoping I remembered the way to Suzi's house. We had been there a couple months ago for dinner with her and her new husband Kevin. He was a likeable guy but he was a NASCAR fan and I was more for the major sports so it took a while before we found out that we both liked poker. We got along great after that but he had never hinted that anything else went on at the poker games. So as we pulled up to Suzi's house for their monthly poker game, I wasn't expecting anything more than a couple hours of cards and beer. Suzi greeted us wearing a white tank top, no bra, with her big round melons threatening to escape. Her large round ass was packed into tight, faux, blue jean shorts, the kind that only look like jeans, but are really a thin stretchy material. It appeared she was going commando all the way with no hint of panty lines. She had never dressed like this at any of the bank parties I attended and now I was feeling I should have played poker with them more often. "Hey Joey! Glad you could finally make it. Kevin's in the den stocking the beer fridge." She gave me a little hug and then took Carrie's hand and dragged her off to where the girls were gabbing. I walked in to the den and noticed the large table set up for the poker game. Kevin was placing the last of the beer bottles into the fridge with one already sitting open and neatly placed on coaster on the table. "Hi Kev. How's it hanging?" He looked up, "Joeeeey", and tossed me a bottle. I twisted it open and took a swig feeling the cold brew opening my dry throat and immediately felt more relaxed. "So Kev, do I really need to use any strategy with these folks? Anybody I should watch out for?" "Naw, typical sit-and-go game. Let the amateurs knock each other out early and then we can start getting serious. Just watch out for Marissa 'cause she acts dumb to set you up but she really knows how to play. And the new chick Lisa, I'm not sure how good she plays poker, but I sure would like to poke her." Spoken like the true redneck that he was. "I guess I haven't met her. I take it she's a looker." My interest was hard to hide. Wearing light khaki shorts might be a problem later on if she was that nice. This prolonged, post surgery sexual drought with Carrie was taking a huge toll on me. I didn't have to wait long to find out. The girls wandered into the room, yakking away and then getting seats next to each other. Lisa was definitely hot, early twenties, average height, with full but not large breasts, a tiny waist, and well rounded ass. Her large blue eyes were accented by her short-cropped blond hair and flawless skin. She was wearing a tight, white silk v-neck top and her now protruding nipples said she wasn't wearing a bra. That round ass was encased in a very tight and short black skirt that really didn't cover much. I was already starting to react and I hadn't even been introduced yet. I quickly came to my senses, searching for Carrie and asking if she wanted a drink. She wasn't normally a drinker to begin with, but after her bout with cancer, she hadn't touched a drop. She started with a diet soda and I was hoping maybe her friends would loosen her up before the day was done. She took her seat and I dutifully sat next to her. To my surprise, Lisa quickly took the seat on my other side. There was a tantalizing odor, a faint smell of lilac, like maybe she used a body lotion. I quickly introduced myself as Carrie's husband. "I know", she smiled. "Carrie talks about you all the time at work. She has you up for Sainthood," and then she beamed a smile that just melted my knees. I was glad to already be sitting as I gently shook her hand. Her hands were soft, caressing rather than gripping. Her touch was electric and her sheepish grin told me she knew the effect she had on men. I started to get hard so I turned to Carrie before she noticed my distraction. We chatted for a minute and then the others started to take their seats. Marissa sat across from me. She is a big girl, probably what most would call a BBW, at 5'4" and about 200 pounds. It was fairly well proportioned, meaning she was large everywhere. She was in her late twenties with short brown hair, very full lips, and gorgeous white skin. She also had that flirty personality that large unattached women frequently use to get attention away from their bodies. Suzi's sister Mary was next to her. Just think 10 years older than Suzi but a royal bitch. Her wimpy husband Jay rounded out the 8 people for the game. It was a $50 buy-in Texas Hold'em and we were going to up the blinds every 20 minutes so the game wouldn't last all night. Kevin dealt the first hand and Marissa, Suzi, and Mary started going at it. Marissa won, but Mary took a big hit to her chip stack and immediately started bitching. If I had to, I was going to make sure this bitch was the first one out of the game. Lisa noticed my look and leaned into me whispering "Go get her tiger". She was rubbing my arm while she said it, and I started to get distracted again. It was an innocent gesture, but the monster in my pants sensed it as provocation. Even Carrie's touch had never had this affect on me before. The next hand was the perfect set up. Mary limped in with just a slight raise. With her small chip stack, I knew she wouldn't bet without some good cards and apparently others figured that out as they folded. I checked my cards and found pocket kings and just called her. Carrie also folded leaving us going head to head. The flop was a 9-Q-K and she smiled and bet most of her stack. I put her on the queens and raised her all-in to which she quickly called and flipped over her queens. When I showed my kings, she started a rant that would make a truck driver blush. The next card was a 10 leaving her only outs a queen for the win or a jack for push as we would both have straights. The river was a king adding insult to injury and I was hoping it was a sign of good things to come. I pulled in the chips and she stormed from the room, taking a bottle of wine with her. Jay told us not worry and that she would probably be asleep in a half hour. Carrie gave me a peck on the cheek and rubbed my right leg in congratulatory form. Lisa locked onto my left arm and whispered "The witch is dead." Her demure attitude and subtle touches were turning the smoldering ashes inside me into a blazing inferno. The Beast was awake now and it was going to be difficult to keep him down. Carrie was off her game and in the next 40 minutes we lost her, Suzi, and Jay. I knew why I was having trouble concentrating, but they were making totally uncharacteristic mistakes. At this rate, it was going to be an early, uneventful evening. That just left Lisa, Marissa, Kevin and I to continue. The losers left the table and moved back to the living room, taking several bottles of stuff with them. Someone mentioned coffee brandy and Carrie finally gave in and had a drink. It wasn't long before there was a lot of laughter coming from the other room. Even the bitch had seemed to change her tone. There was a battle royale going on between Lisa and Marissa now and Kevin and I just tried to stay out of the way until Marissa finally got knocked out when Lisa made her flush on the river. Getting knocked out by the new girl didn't sit well, but she was gracious as she left the table and went to join the losers group. Adding Marissa to the group was making them even more boisterous and with just the three of us at the table, Lisa started getting more friendly. Sex After Cancer Ch. 02 This chapter will make a lot more sense if you have read Chapter 1 first since it is a continuation of the same party. * "I'll say it one more time for those who weren't listening; I'm the only woman here who hasn't had a dick shoved in her!" Suzi crowed. Her auburn hair was slightly matted from her exertions with the females of the group, but her large breasts were heaving in frustration of not getting what she really wanted -- a hard cock. Well, having just had my third orgasm in about two hours, she sure wasn't going to get one from me. I was pretty comfy lying on the floor with my wife Carrie on one side and sweet, young Lisa on the other. At some point, we shifted positions with me spooning Lisa and Carrie spooning me and all drifted off to sleep. My left hand was cradling Lisa's left breast and Carrie's left hand was comfortably gripping my now sleeping beast. I'm not sure how long we slept, but I awoke with a tongue in my ear and someone was sliding my cock between some very slick pussy lips. It was much too pleasurable to have been a dream so I slowly opened my eyes, a sharp pain attacking me as my eyes tried to adjust to the lights (or maybe it was a hangover setting in, but it hurt). I turned my head slightly to see who was responsible for waking me up, only to find Suzi latching onto my lips and sliding her tongue slowly against mine. Carrie was still spooning me from behind, placing soft kisses on my neck and upper back as she continued to slide my cock between Lisa's very slick groove. Despite the strong odor of sex in the room, I could still smell that delightful perfume that Lisa was wearing as my nose slid up her delicate neck and nestled in her short, soft blonde hair. Her left breast was a perfect handful for my left hand as I tweaked the elongated nipple. I glanced around the room and saw Mary's mousey husband Jay sleeping quietly on top of the big soft body of Marissa; his head nestled neatly between her gigantic boobs. Suzi's hubby Kevin was flat on his back with his domineering sister Mary riding him hard. "About time you three woke up," Suzi purred. "I was getting lonely." She gave me a little wink, and got up and went over to the couch. I gave Lisa a little kiss on the back of the neck, then gently removed my cock from her pussy and turned to face Carrie. She had a very satisfied look on her beautiful face. Though it had been almost a year since her chemo treatments had ended, her hair had not fully come back in yet. It was shorter than mine and her normally blonde mane was splattered with some salt and pepper. She looked adorable. I kissed her softly at first, then a little more deeply. "Have I told you lately how much I love you?" I asked. "Every day," she replied and smiled. "Go keep Suzi company before she stirs things up again." I extricated myself from the clump of bodies and sat on the couch next to Suzi. We both watched as Lisa rolled over, first staring at Carrie, then placing her right hand on Carrie's cheek as she pulled her closer for a kiss. "You are a very beautiful woman," Lisa stated. "But you're the only one with any clothes on. Time for that to change." Carrie looked mortified as Lisa began to lift her top up, exposing her one beautiful breast and her non-boob (as she liked to call it). The reconstruction could only do so much and while they filled the void created by her mastectomy, they couldn't place a nipple on it. They had done a little nip and tuck on her right breast to even up the shape and size, but it had never, ever mattered to me. She could have left it flat or had them both off and I wouldn't have loved her any less. "Don't worry", Lisa whispered, "You are still extremely beautiful." She kissed her again and ran her hand up over the hillock, dragging her nails as she went. Suzi and I watched as Carrie relaxed, her eyes closing and her mouth enjoying the kiss. Their arms then wrapped around each other as the kiss became more passionate and they got lost in their lust. While I was very happy that someone seemed to finally get through to Carrie, I was also extremely turned on watching my wife make out with this young beauty. My cock had come back to full staff and Suzi had not missed that. Her hand was gripping it and her motions were making sure he stayed nice and hard for her. After a little while, Suzi turned to me, "They look lovely together, don't they. Bet we could look just as good together." She paused. "That's a hint." Subtlety was not one of Suzi's virtues, but I wasn't ready to take my eyes off this wondrous sight just yet. "Why don't you just sit on my lap and we can both enjoy the show for awhile." Suzi smiled, gave me a big kiss and made a loud smacking sound as she broke the kiss. It didn't distract our lovely performers as she quickly got up and then lowered herself onto my throbbing manhood, keeping her back to me so she could also watch the show. I always thought that when Suzi and I finally had sex, there would be so much pent up lust, that we wouldn't last for five minutes. But that wasn't going to be the case today. We both had multiple orgasms earlier, so we could really drag this one out and enjoy it. Even Kevin and Mary had turned around were doing it doggy style so they could watch the new lovers go at it. And they kissed like lovers, passionate but under control, their hands now slowly exploring each other's body trying to learn the pleasure zones. Carrie had found a spot on Lisa's back about where a kidney would be, and her body was tensing as she moaned. For her part, Lisa had quickly discovered that spot in the middle of Carrie's lower back that always stoked her fire. Suzi waited not so patiently with my dick inside her to the hilt, her pussy squeezing and releasing for several minutes, then took my hand and placed it on her clit letting me know that the visualization wasn't enough stimulation for her. I gripped the swollen nubbin between my thumb and index finger and began to gently massage it, not wanting her to cum too quickly and interrupt the show. Her breathing deepened as we watched Lisa move her hand down to part Carrie's lips and ever so slowly slide a finger inside her. Lisa's thumb then pressed down on Carrie's clit eliciting a loud moan of pleasure. There was a second moan from another part of the room and Kevin said, "Holy shit!" as he started to slam even harder into Mary. A few more quick pumps and they were both climaxing together. Mary was trying to get her breath as she collapsed to the floor, bringing Kevin down on top of her. Still they both turned to watch the two gorgeous women in the center of the room. Lisa was now trailing kisses down Carrie's chest, over the smooth boob and then shifting position slightly to suck and nibble on her one nipple. Her fingers were still working their magic on Carrie's pussy, the groaning becoming louder. Carrie had stopped trying to do anything to Lisa now as she enjoyed what was being done to her. She lay back with her eyes closed, her breath coming in deep gasps, her fists clenched, as the orgasm built and finally overtook her. Her body tensed, her legs gripping the fingers, as her back rose off the floor and her last moan of pleasure escaped her lips. She gasped for air for over a minute. When Carrie's breathing returned to normal, Lisa removed her fingers and they were once again in a lover's embrace, with soft kisses and tongues lightly caressing the other's lips. Suzi had started moving up and down on my fully awakened beast. It seemed like it had only been minutes, but with all their kissing and fondling, Carrie and Lisa had milked over half an hour off the clock. Suzi was feeling a little left out and frustrated at this point. "Can you concentrate on me now, lover?" she gasped as she pushed back hard against my cock. I started pinching her clit as I rose up to meet her downward thrusts. Her short breaths started and within seconds she was cumming and her wet tunnel was even slicker. The extra lube was allowing me to last, reducing the friction between pussy and cock. As soon as her breathing started to calm down, I started thrusting again and pinching her clit, then rubbing her clit hard with my thumb. Another orgasm quickly built and she was clenching me tightly, holding my cock in place, as the warm sensations washed over her body. "How the fuck did you do that," she gasped." I've never cum that quickly before without a vibrator." "Magic fingers. I'll share my secrets with Kevin some other time. For now, why don't you turn around? I have this burning desire to kiss you again." She slowly got up, turning around and smiling at me. "Sometimes you say the sweetest things. You remember our first kiss?" Visions of that Christmas party returned and the excitement I had felt being teased by Tanya only to find out much later that she had been teasing Suzi too. If it hadn't been for our sexual frustration brought on by Tanya, neither of us would have made that first move. Our kissing and dry humping had been one of the hottest sexcapades I'd had in years. That also made me think of Lisa and my reaction to her earlier in the day. Like Tanya, she knew just what buttons to push, just how to smile and where to touch, to get a rise out of me. She was every bit as beautiful and sexy as Tanya, yet there was something very different about her. It wasn't just a flirtation with Lisa. She wasn't teasing or trying to get something she thought she couldn't have. There was a caring in her eyes. It was as though she could sense that something was broken and she wanted to fix it. My lust had blocked that out before, but it was as clear as day now. She knew exactly what she was doing from the moment she entered Suzi's house. She must have sensed something when she was at work with Carrie. Or Carrie said something to Lisa that she had been afraid to admit to me. I was quickly brought back to reality as Suzi slid back down on my beast and sucked my lower lip into her mouth. I had to admit that she had very kissable lips and was an extremely good kisser. Her hands were holding my head as we kissed, her fingers running gently through my hair and tickling my scalp. I slipped my tongue into her mouth, briefly dueling with hers, as I increased the movement of my hips. I could feel the tingling start as she slammed down on me, rubbing her pussy against me as she did. I grabbed a hold of her hips almost lifting her off the couch as I rapidly machine gunned her slick groove. She was cumming again, crushing my head against her boobs as my lips latched onto a nipple and sucked hard. She held me in place and pushed me back against the couch, enjoying the rush of her third climax with me. We stayed like that for several minutes before she let me come out for air, her large bosom almost smothering me. But this had stopped my impending orgasm dead in its tracks. The beast would have some energy left to try again. Suzi lifted a leg, then turned and fell off me onto her back on the couch totally exhausted. Her full-figured soft body glistened with sweat. The musky smell from her nether regions floated in the air, only slightly stronger than the mix of honey dew dripping on my tumescent cock. I forgot she had largely been standing up while my cock was in her and we watched Lisa and Carrie. And the three orgasms probably took a lot out of her as well. The sour odor kept tempting me until I ran my hands up her wet thighs and then leaned down, craving the taste of that moist cunt that I had lusted after for the last five years. I ran my tongue the length of her slit, a veritable waterfall of cum. Suzi groaned and raised her legs, hooking her left on top of the sofa while her right came off the floor and dug into the cushions. She was getting ready to push back but she also brought her bunghole into view. I started thinking about payback for earlier in the day and ran my index finger deep in her pussy while I sucked her clit between my lips and tongued it hard. Her groaning increased as she gripped my head and held it in place. A few more pushes with my finger and I felt I had enough lubrication for my goal. I nibbled gently on her clit, my tongue lapping the top of her sloppy opening, and then pressed my finger against her brown hole and easily slid inside. "Fuck, unh, unh, unh," she moaned as another orgasm racked her body. Her butt was pushing back, trying to get my finger deeper in her asshole as she quivered from the intense sensation. I acknowledged her movements and sank my finger all the way in, then curved it gently upward as I started an in and out movement timed to her moans. I pulled my finger out slowly as she tried to push my head away. But I needed that one last lick to get the fresh juice she had just spilled and dipped my tongue deep inside her pussy, the pungent taste making my dick swell even more. As I pulled my tongue out, I let it slip down to her greased fudge pot and she jumped in surprise at the sudden intense feeling. At that point, Kevin came over. "I think she needs rescuing. You mind if I make love to my wife now?" I nodded and rose of the couch, my knees weak as I looked around the room. Mary was now making out with Marissa while Jay was sliding his cock between those mountains of flesh again. Man did he love her tits. Her youthful exuberance probably helped as well. I doubt he got much of that from bitchy Mary. I went back to watching Lisa and Carrie, my beast leading me like a divining rod. Lisa was on her back, her knees up and legs spread wide as Carrie had her tongue buried in her. I watched in awe as her tongue moved effortlessly from stabbing inside her to lapping her clit. Lisa was holding Carrie's head softly, her hips moving up to meet Carrie's talented tongue. Carrie's cute little butt was up in the air again and I was tempted to slide in behind her as I had before. But this was their moment and I decided to let them enjoy it, moving to an empty chair to watch. Carrie was using her fingers and long nails, running one hand over Lisa's soft, flat belly while the other trailed tingling caresses down her inner thigh. Still Carrie's tongue never lost contact with Lisa's dripping pussy. The soft, hairless mound was glistening with her cum droplets as well as Carrie's saliva. It took about ten minutes for that first overpowering sensation to explode inside Lisa. But Carrie's tongue never seemed to tire as Lisa churned out multiple orgasms over the next several minutes until Lisa finally put her hand down to block her from anymore stimulation. Lisa's chest was heaving and her cheeks were a bright rosy red. She tried to smile but couldn't get air back into her lungs fast enough to keep that grin of satisfaction on her face. Carrie moved over Lisa and then leaned down to softly kiss her, allowing her to catch her breath. When Lisa had recovered enough, she pulled Carrie down for a much more meaningful kiss. Though we had never talked about it in our twenty five years of marriage, I knew Carrie had a thing going with her best friend before we had gotten together. They tried very hard to make it look like they were just roommates, but I had been to Carrie's house and there was only one bed. The day that Carrie told her she was moving in with me, they had hugged like they would never see each other again. And they didn't. Best friends don't do that when they are still within driving distance. A girl doesn't just end a friendship because she moves in with a guy, unless something more was going on. Carrie had lost a friend and a lover that day. With Carrie's strict religious upbringing and her two sisters living nearby, she wasn't about to admit to anyone that she had a lesbian lover. People didn't come out of the closet back then. I was actually glad at this point that she had been able to stop this charade today and let her real feelings out. Even if she needed a little help from the funny cookies to get started. Those doubts started creeping back in though as I wondered how all this would play out between me, Carrie, and Lisa. Carrie's next move did nothing to erase my doubts. "Hey Sweet Cheeks! Why don't you rub that beast of yours between Lisa's legs and see if you can start a fire." That had been Carrie's nickname for me when we first started dating and it had stayed with me all these years. Carrie got up and strolled over to me and I rose to meet her. "It's OK darlin'. You deserve her for all your patience with me this last year. And frankly I don't think I could take it right now." She chuckled and kissed me softly, then plopped into the chair. "She's waiting for you." Her eyes closed quickly as she nestled in the chair and she was off to dream world. I looked over to see Lisa propped up on one elbow, naked and smiling as she waited patiently for me to decide what I was going to do. It didn't take long for me to make up my mind. With all she had been through in the last few hours, she still looked just as beautiful and sexy as she had when she walked in the door. How this young beautiful blonde nymph found me so attractive, I will never understand, but now was not the time to try to figure things out. This was a time of action. "You're dripping all over the floor," she admonished. She then proceeded to lick the droplets from prick and slide half of it into her mouth, her tongue swirling around the head to lap my juices. "Well, that's got some different flavors on it." I smiled down at her, "Well maybe you would like to join me in the shower." I helped her up and we headed to the upstairs bathroom. With Carrie sleeping, no one was going to miss us. I searched for towels while Lisa sat on the toilet, drops of cum falling into the bowl before that familiar sound of tinkling began. She wiped and then started the water for our shower while my now calm beast decided he could use a little relief as well and I took my turn at the toilet. Fully refreshed, I joined Lisa in the warm inviting shower. There were goose bumps on her skin again as the hot spray washed away the odors of the day and her eyes closed as she used her hands to softly spread the water over her delicate pink skin. She looked beautiful with that red glow returning to her cheeks. Her perfect breasts stood proud and her nipples fully erect from the hot water dropping down on them. I stepped closer to her and wrapped my arms around her waist pulling her body close to mine. We hugged each other as friends would, our lust temporarily taking a back seat to our feelings. I looked her directly in the eyes then, "I want to thank you for everything you've done today." I caressed her cheek, "This was so much more than just sex. Carrie has been fixated on her mortality since she first found out about the cancer, and you made her realize how much life was still inside her." She moved her arms up and down my back, her nails softly raking my skin. "Everybody at work told me how much you two were in love, yet every time I spoke with Carrie, there seemed to be a sadness in her voice. I think you are right. I think she felt she was going to die, even though she has beaten the cancer, and she had let you down somehow." "Well, I think you re-energized us both today. You have certainly made me feel young again and the way you and Carrie looked making love, it was like watching two angels creating a new form of love." "I have to tell you," Lisa whispered, the noise from the shower almost drowning her out. "I have been with a few men, but mostly women. I've never felt that spiritual connection with a man before today. Carrie is right. You are different from most men. I could feel it in our first kiss." I leaned down and kissed her deeply, my arms wrapping around her body and pulling her close. Her nails dug into my back as she kissed me back, passion once again flowing between us. We continued to kiss as our arms started moving again, sliding along slick skin, erotic sensations enhanced by the hot spray of the shower. The beast was once again awakened from his slumber and was fully erect, lovingly crushed between our flat stomachs. I gripped her buttocks and lifted her slightly, creating a fucking like feeling as my throbbing cock slid across her soft firm belly. Sex After Cancer Ch. 02 She pushed away from me. "Not so fast big boy. You need some soap." I saw that she had grabbed the bottle of body wash and braced myself as she aimed it right at me. She squirted the milkish white liquid and it landed all over my hairless chest. She laughed loudly. "Looks like you got the pearl necklace today instead of me." "The day is not done," I challenged grabbing the bottle from her and squirting as she turned and did a full 360 for me. We both smiled as we came together again, rubbing the soap into each other's skin. My hands glided across her firm upturned breasts, no pinching needed to keep her nipples fully erect. I slid my hands down her belly, then delicately between her soft nether lips, her clit hardening at my touch. I dropped to my knees wanting desperately to taste her freshly cleaned opening. The shower water flowed down her front and through her slit like a mountain stream in springtime. Her pussy was either freshly shaven or waxed because there was no stubble. Her skin as soft as a newborn's as I ran my tongue slowly around her inner thighs, teasing and kissing, purposely avoiding the Promised Land. She ran her fingers through my wet hair until she could take the teasing no more and forced my head to her crotch. My tongue snaked out, quickly finding her slit and giving a few quick licks along the full length. My hands caressed her soft round bottom as my lips sucked on one of her outer butterfly wings. I could feel those little bumps rise again as her ass forced her pussy hard against my face. I slipped my tongue inside her moist cave as my nose was crushed against her clit. I slipped a finger between her cheeks, quickly finding her tight brown hole, teasing only but never entering, knowing that the anticipation would only increase her arousal. My nose was now rubbing her clit harder and she was using her grip on my head to increase the pressure. I concentrated on using my nose to stimulate her hard little nubbin, only occasionally letting my tongue pierce those delightful pussy lips. Her breathing was jagged and she turned slightly so she could lean against the shower wall for support, never releasing her death grip on my head. I pushed forward with my nose, alternating between the hard boney part and the soft fleshy part. Up and down I went as I felt her body tensing for the quickly approaching eruption of desire. "Oh my God!" she screamed, her orgasm so intense she couldn't keep quiet. Her body quivered, her muscles clenching and then releasing in rapid succession like a seizure. I held onto her delightful bottom to insure she wouldn't fall and held my nose in place not wanting to distract her from the pleasure now sweeping across her body. She controlled the pressure on her clit, alternately pushing and letting up. Eventually she calmed down and I let her slide slowly down the shower wall to join me in the tub. She was still breathing deeply, unable to talk and just smiling contentedly. She rubbed her hands over my soapy chest, her fingers creating a new sensation every place that they touched. My throbbing tumescence was getting close even without direct contact. The tingling that had begun before was returning and I knew I was dangerously close. "Masturbate for me," she pleaded. "Excuse me," I replied, not sure I had heard her correctly. "I want to watch you cum. I'll give you a little visual aid," she said as she raised one hand to left breast and pulled the nipple. Her other hand went to spread her pussy wide and she slid a finger inside. "Please, you can do it like they do in the movies and spray it on me." I stood up, my manhood needing release no matter how I achieved it. I looked down at her, my little vision of loveliness now a wanton woman. I stared into her lust filled blue eyes as I pulled on the giant purple head, my lubricant once again dripping out providing all I would need to finish the job. I slid my hand the full length of my hard shaft, increasing my grip. It didn't take long for the tingling to start in my crotch and emanate out in all directions. A look of pure lust was in her eyes as I spewed forth my load and watched it land, the first gob on her lovely full lips, then countless drops spraying across her perfect breasts. I had never jerked off in front of anyone before and the voyeuristic aspect definitely increased the sensations that now racked my body. I was shivering from the back of my neck down to my toes. My back arched, aiding in the distance my spray achieved. I squeezed my cock, straining to get the last droplets out and the last of the tingling sensations. She had gotten her pearl necklace after all and I wondered if that was what she had in mind when we came in here. I bent down and kissed her, taking the cum from her lips and back into my mouth. She countered by sliding her tongue quickly between my lips, trying to recapture pungent nectar I had stolen. In the end, I swallowed it and lifted her back to a standing position. She was spreading the rest of my cum across her boobs, reveling in the feel as the shower began to wash most of it off. There was small gob resting on her left nipple and I bent and sucked it hard, vacuuming the cum down my throat. The water finally started to turn cold, bringing us back to reality. We quickly finished soaping and rinsing each other and climbed from the now cold shower. The room was filled with steam and we began to sweat as we toweled ourselves dry. I opened the door to let the steam out, half expecting someone to be standing there, but we were still alone. The draft from the hallway created a cool breeze like early in autumn and we quickly finished drying off and headed for the stairs. We walked back downstairs naked and clean and found most of the people were getting dressed and ready to leave. I found my clothes and slipped them back on and then went to join the others. Everyone was kissing each other goodbye and thanking them for the sex. I watched in awe as Suzi kissed Mary and Mary willingly kissed back. "About time my big sister let her hair down. Thank you for joining in and not ending the party," Suzi said. "Sorry if I've been a downer before. I'll try to be nicer in the future," Mary replied. I found Lisa by the door and quickly went to her. "We have to get together again," I begged and kissed her lightly on the lips. I felt like a schoolboy. "I know," she said. "I'll work something out with Carrie. I would really enjoy spending more time with both of you." She kissed me quickly and headed out the door into the darkness of the night. I found Carrie and we too headed into the darkness of the unknown that lay before us. Nighttime in the woods can be a scary thing, but the unknown future brought much more fearful thoughts to mind. I loved Carrie but I couldn't face the thought of never having this lovely young girl in our lives. We made it home with little conversation on the ride, and once inside our own home, we undressed and climbed into the security of our warm bed, nestled in each other's arms. I'm sure Carrie was having the same doubts about our future as we both drifted off to sleep. Sex After Cancer A little touch of my arm, legs touching under the table, and those "I want you smiles". I thought she was just trying to get me off my game, especially where I am about 30 years older than her. Where Kevin was seated, he had no idea what was going on under the table. Kevin was first to bet and went in strong but something was telling me he was just trying to take advantage of his position to steal the blinds. Lisa folded and when I saw Big Slick suited, I called. The flop gave me my flush and I knew he was mine. He went all-in thinking he could bluff me into thinking he had the flush. But with the cards that fell, he couldn't have the straight flush which was all that was going to beat me. Six players down, one to go. "Play nice kiddies," Kevin grinned as he left the table. Lisa looked at me with those baby blues and said "Just you and me big boy. And Carrie has told us all just how big you are." Her hand was on my thigh like she didn't care that my wife was in the next room. My eight inches was straining to go meet her hand. My turn to blush but we were getting ready to take a break before the final showdown. I got up to squeeze past her and get to the downstairs bathroom but she was holding onto my leg and scraping it with her long fingernails. She quickly got up and conveniently turned into me letting her hand glance across the erection I was trying to hide. "Well, she certainly wasn't exaggerating about that. Bodes well for everything else she told us." What the hell did women talk about all day at work? I tore myself away from her side and headed out the back entrance to the bathroom. I heard the footsteps behind me and then turned to look up when I heard them on the stairs. That sweet round ass was slowly walking upstairs with a very exaggerated side to side wiggle. I found myself desperately wanting to follow her, especially when a pair of black thongs came into view. My cock was straining and tenting my shorts now and I slid into the bathroom and shut the door. I dropped my shorts and briefs down to my ankles and took hold of my raging manhood. It was dripping profusely and I spread my juice along my shaft in up and down motions, gripping tighter each time. Then I stopped, thinking about what I was doing. I never thought of masturbation as cheating even when thinking about other women when doing it. But this seemed different, like I wasn't in control. What were Lisa's intentions? Could she really be attracted to a man thirty years older than her? Did she really want to try something when my wife was right there? Certainly the other girls had told her how jealous my wife got when she suspected another woman of moving in on her man. Maybe the crafty wench was just trying to throw me off my game to collect the $400 pot. Arghh! I had fantasized a lot over the years but I had never cheated on Carrie before. Well, there were the frolics with Suzi, but I never considered that cheating. Even if Suzi got off a few times, I never did. My boner had subsided enough for me to pee and recycle my beer. I let out a long stream and it almost felt like a small orgasm as it released pressure on my prostate. The tingling went all the way from my crotch, up my back, and finally into my brain where it flashed "Danger" signs in bright red. I finished up and went to pull up my briefs when I noticed the wet spot. I grab some tissues and sopped up what I could before flushing the toilet. Fortunately the wet spot hadn't yet worked its way through to my khaki shorts. I washed my hands and headed back out to finish up the game. Once again I heard her footsteps on the stairs and glanced up to see her slowly shifting those hips as she descended. I wondered if she had waited at the top of the stairs until she heard me open the downstairs door. Those black thongs came into view again and I thought I noticed a wet spot. Her breasts were swinging side to side as well. Those large nipples were blatantly calling to me through the soft silk blouse. I looked up into her angelic eyes which were focused on my shorts. If her intention had been to throw me off my game, she was now off her game as well. She gave me a very sexy grin as she walked right up to me, placing a hand on my hip. She had added some lilac perfume while she was upstairs and the smell was intoxicating. "Ready to play the game?" she hissed. "You're going down." There was nothing I wanted more right now than to go down on her, but we had a card game to finish and people waiting in the other rooms. I took her hand from my hip and led her into the den, allowing her to sit down first. Then we heard the commotion in the outer room. "I am not playing spin the bottle!" Carrie shouted. "We're adults and that's a kid's game." "Not the way we play it sweetie", Mary replied. "You spin the bottle and no matter who it points to, you have to kiss them. Girl-boy, girl-girl, or boy-boy makes no difference." She had a defiant, challenging stare that caused Carrie to quiet down. Carrie looked up at me with a pleading look. She had some kind of drink with coffee brandy in it and she looked a little tipsy already. "Loosen up honey. It's just a game." It was easy for me to say knowing I would be in the other room with the hottest chick here. Plus the beer was working with previous events to raise my hopes that something more would happen before we had to leave. "Good", Suzi said. "We'll leave spots for Lisa and Joey and if their name comes up, they'll have to stop their game for a few minutes to join us." "What!" I protested. "You can't just stop the flow of a poker game." "Relax honey. It's just a game", my wife shot back in a seesaw tone. She downed the rest of her drink and asked Kevin for a refill. She wasn't looking happy and I wasn't sure if it was because she was stuck in a game of a sexual nature or because I would be alone in the next room with a gorgeous young lady. I walked back to Lisa who was still sitting at the poker table. She had applied fresh pink lipstick while I was gone and now slowly ran her tongue across, like her lips needed any more moistening. She certainly knew how to flirt. My manhood was springing back to life. I knew I was in trouble but I also knew it was trouble I desperately needed. I had double her stack so I was hoping this wouldn't take too long. Then maybe Carrie would want to leave and we could go home and take care of business. Cancer depression be damned, it wasn't going to be porn tonight. We turned our chairs a little so we were facing each other instead of staring across the table at emptiness. She trapped my right leg between hers but the effect was me concentrating even more to try to end this game quickly and see what would happen next. I won the first two hands of our head's up showdown, draining her stack even more. "Well played," she cooed as she rubbed the length of my left leg. Her hand went straight up the pant leg right over the burgeoning length of the Beast. "Poker can be so stimulating, don't you think?" "Oh shit!" someone yelled from the other room. I looked to see that Suzi had spun the bottle and got Marissa as a kissing partner. Marissa looked thrilled as she moved to the center of the circle with a large toothy smile on her face. Lisa got up and moved behind me as she placed one hand on my shoulder and one on my right leg as she tried to get a better view. I could feel her nails softly digging into my thigh in anticipation of what was about to happen. Suzi reluctantly moved to the center of the circle while Marissa reached for her, pulling her close. With the enormous racks on these two women, I wasn't sure they could get their heads close enough for a kiss. Marissa slipped her hands around Suzi's waist as their lips met, a soft peck at first. Then Suzi wrapped her arms around Marissa's neck and they went into a deep lip lock. Lisa's fingernails were digging deeper into my leg now and I could feel her breath on my neck. My manhood was growing even more and trying to reach out again to those long fingers on my thigh. There wasn't a sound as the kiss lingered much longer than I had expected. Their bodies were pressing tightly together and you could see the tongue action. I looked to Carrie, expecting her to be mortified, but her eyes betrayed her, showing a hunger I hadn't seen in her since last year. Meanwhile, Lisa had moved closer to me, her left breast rubbing against my right arm. I could feel the hard nipple as it raked across me. Her hand was slowly moving up my thigh, the nails dragging along and creating an exquisite pleasure. Her seduction was complete and I knew there was no way I was leaving this house today before I fucked this beautiful young girl. I really didn't care why, but she had come to this party today fully intent on seducing me. I wasn't about to let her fail. All eyes were on Suzi and Marissa as I turned to face Lisa, her mouth now just inches from mine. The smell of lilac filled my brain as I leaned closer to her and our lips met in a soft sensuous kiss. Her hand finished the climb up my shorts. My wet prick had long since worked its way out of the confines of my briefs and her hand latched onto my dripping manhood. She stroked it several times, spreading the lubricant the full length of my turgid member. I came to my senses and gripped her wrist, stopping her from stroking me and making more of a mess of my shorts. She pulled her hand from my shorts, a satisfied smile that said she knew her seduction was complete. We turned our attention back to our own game as the girls were breaking their kiss. There were some deep sighs from the other room as Lisa reached up with a tissue and wiped the pink lipstick from my lips. I had been enjoying that sweet strawberry taste, but Carrie would have flipped if she saw it. I dealt the hole cards and Lisa quickly went all-in. I put her on a face card with a low kicker from her expression. I had an A-6 and quickly called. We flipped our cards over to show her K-3 and then I dealt the flop. A-3-6 had me dominating her now. Fourth Street didn't help either of us, but the river was another 3 and she doubled up. Marissa was spinning the bottle now yelling "C'mon baby! Come to mama. Yessss!" "Uh, Joey. You're up honey." I was up alright. All eight inches that Lisa had been grabbing. Lisa calmly looked at me now. "Down boy. Who would have thought that a bunch of old farts would have such a great party?" She giggled and my manhood slowly calmed down as I laughed with her. Her hand slid up my pants leg again, squeezing the fluid from my shrinking dick and then tucking him back inside my briefs. She brought her fingers to her mouth, sucking the juice from them and moistening her lips again. "That should help keep the wet spot away for a little while," her giggle now with just a hint of evil in it. I went into the other room and sat down in the middle of the circle. Unbeknownst to me, Marissa had a crush on me, but I guess everyone in the office, including Carrie knew about it. Carrie leaned into to whisper "Be nice to her. Don't hurt her feelings." The next thing I knew, I was flat on my back with Marissa on top of me. She straddled my right leg as those soft puffy lips met mine. I had to admit she was a good kisser and I could see why it was so easy for Suzi to get into kissing her. Then she started humping my leg like a dog in heat and I thought for sure that Carrie would put an end to it. But apparently everyone liked Marissa and didn't want to interrupt her moment of happiness. As I started to enjoy it, I wrapped my arms around what I could of her and ran my tongue across her soft lips. She exaggerated the movement of her twin pillows on my chest, making sure that everyone was aware that she was well endowed there and not just fat. She shifted her entire, very extreme weight on me now and really started to grind. In spite of the suffocating pressure, I could feel my manhood rise again. That was all she needed as her pussy clenched around it and she humped in rapid motion quickly reaching a climax. I could feel her large body quivering as the last waves of pleasure waned. She didn't seem to be the least bit embarrassed about having an orgasm in front of her friends, one of whom was the wife of the man she had just used as her dildo. She was sucking on my lower lip, her eyes closed as she reveled in every second of her bliss. Then she released my lip and her eyes opened. She raised herself slowly. "Damn, that was good." As she rolled off me and stood up, she offered a hand to pull me up, and then pulled me to her for one last kiss. "God I love this game," she squealed. "Don't go anywhere babe. It's your turn to spin." Suzi, as always, was in charge and had a sexy look of anticipation in her smile. Her dark areolas and perky nipples were clearly visible in the white tank top as she stared at my shorts. I was standing in the center of the circle, my manhood pushing on the front of my shorts for all the world to see. I quickly knelt down and spun the bottle, desperately trying to hide my embarrassment. I tried to get Lisa's spot but it stopped on Suzi, certainly not my last choice, but given that I still had a hard-on, probably not the best choice for me. She met me in the center of the circle, still standing, and pulled me up, placing my hands on her hips. As she had done with Marissa, she wrapped her arms around my neck pulling me close. Our lips met soft at first. She whispered "It's been months. I've been waiting for this." Then her lips crushed mine, sucking my lower lip between hers. Her pendulous melons were crushed against my chest, her nipples tickling mine. My boner was getting even harder as I slipped my hands to her round ass and pulled her closer to me. My turn to hump now. Dry humping in front of my wife just seemed to increase the pleasure. Instead of a jealous reaction, Carrie once again had a look of wonder and hunger in her eyes. While I was curious about what she was thinking, my body was responding to the avalanche of sensual stimulus. I didn't care what Carrie thought, I was completely enjoying the feeling. I was more concerned I might blow any chance at Lisa. My right hand went up to her bra less tit and pinched the nipple through her tank top sending shivers coursing through both our bodies. Marissa had opened the flood gates on what was allowable and I aimed to take advantage of it. My extended pole was now bouncing against Suzi's wet crotch and our breathing was becoming ragged. Suzi sensed my impending disaster and reluctantly pulled away. "Later babe," she whispered so no one else could hear, nibbling my ear lobe. She softly kissed my neck and whispered again "I will have you before you leave this house today." Another soft kiss and she slapped my ass and pushed me back toward the poker table. "Go finish your game. I've got a bottle to spin." I looked down at Carrie as she gulped down another glass of whatever they had added to the coffee brandy. She took a deep breath and then smiled up at me, a slightly mischievous look in her eyes. She was definitely getting turned on and it was playing havoc with her moral standards. I joined Lisa back at our private table and collapsed into the chair. "Enjoy the show?" I asked. "What do you think," she smiled. She then took my hand and ran it up her thigh until my fingers came into contact with her very moist panties. I guess it was safe to rule out any jealousy from her. I could feel her slit against the wet thong and ran a finger the entire length until I could diddle her clit. She closed her eyes and breathed in deeply, her tongue coming out to moisten her lips again. She was as close as I was to exploding and the smell of her sex was now stronger than the lilac perfume that had intoxicated me before. Suzi had spun now and landed on Carrie. "Oh you know you want this, sweetie." She hefted her boobs, giggling as she said it and then helped Carrie into the circle. As she bent to kiss Carrie, Carrie surprised us all by reaching up to cup one of Suzi's soft melons. Their kiss was passionate and I was hoping it would go on for quite a while. I knew my wife had a girlfriend before we met, but I wasn't sure if she had a desire to be with women again. I just new she currently didn't have a desire to be physical with me. I watched as the desire overcame both Carrie and Suzi, and gambled that this would be the distraction I needed. I grabbed Lisa and led her through the hallway to the bathroom and shut the door. I pinned her up against the door and our lips met in their own passionate kiss. The sweet strawberry taste, the smell of sex and lilacs, and I was ready to burst. She was running those long fingernails through my hair, nerve endings tingling that I didn't even know existed. I softly pushed my tongue between her lips as I undid my shorts and let them fall to the floor. I lifted her up while she shifted her thong and then set her down on my dripping manhood. Our combined juices allowed her to sink down deeply without much friction. Otherwise I would have cum on the first stroke. I lifted her up and then drove it home again and again. She broke the kiss, her breathing ragged, and started to moan softly. "Oh God, so close, so close. Hang on for me baby." She was trying to slam down on me, getting the most contact possible on her clit. It didn't take long. "Oh fuck. Yes, yes, yessss." Her demure demeanor had disappeared and was replaced by a hungry wanton hussy. There was fire in her eyes. She clamped her legs hard and then kissed me again, trying to steal any oxygen available. That was all I needed as I gave one last shove and shot stream after stream of cum deep inside her. I was tingling all over and could feel her legs quivering as they tried to hold me tight. My knees were trembling but the Beast was still rock-solid and Lisa took advantage by lifting herself up and slamming down ten or fifteen times until another orgasm overtook her, her head tilting back and her eyes squeezed shut. Her pussy gripped my manhood and flushed out any remaining cum. As our breathing calmed and the blood flow returned to our brains, we kissed again. Our kiss softened becoming more intimate as I held her up, enjoying the feel of my still hard tool deep inside her. We kissed a little longer, tongues sliding back and forth, and then she suggested we had better get back before people came looking for us. I let her down gently and started to slowly pull out as she clenched her pussy lips tight, wanting to get the feel of every inch that had traveled through her. I handed her some tissues and then shuffled over to the sink, my shorts still around my feet looking like a dork, so I could wash up. I went to pull my pants back up, but my briefs were soaked. There were also small wet spots scattered across the front of my khakis. I decided my briefs had served their purpose for the day and discarded them in the trash, going with the commando look for the rest of the day. Lisa had also removed her black thong, now sopping wet with both our juices. She wadded it up and came over and stuffed it into my pocket, her hand briefly searching out my briefly sated Beast. We kissed again, the feelings being generated said this was going to be more than a one night fling. We need not have worried about hurrying back as Carrie and Suzi were still going at it in the center of the circle. Deep passionate kisses with Carrie still massaging those boobs and Suzi clenching Carrie's cute little ass and pulling in close. Mary had moved closer to her brother Kevin and was rubbing his thigh while Jay had moved toward Marissa, while she blatantly placed his hand up her skirt and was trying to get off again. I held Lisa in front of me while we watched them, my hands up under her blouse tweaking her sensitive nipples. She leaned back against me working her ass up and down my once again hard cock. Her breathing was heavy and ragged and we were both ready for round two. As right as it felt with Lisa, it felt like I was spying on my wife during an intimate moment. Sex After Cancer "God you've got great hands," Lisa sighed. "How does an old fart like you have such soft, magic fingers?" "I'm not that old," I started. "Oh fuck it. Yes I am." She giggled again. I concentrated on kneading her breasts for a few seconds and then nibbled her neck and earlobe. I could feel her body quivering at every touch. "What the fuck is going on here? How could all these people lose their inhibitions in a few hours?" I was dumbfounded. It would take more than a couple coffee brandies to have allowed Carrie to make out with a woman, especially with a crowd watching. Lisa smiled wickedly. "You have to admit that the sexual tension in the air has been pretty extreme. Of course, those cookies that Suzi made might have contributed just a little bit." "What are you talking about? What cookies and how come I didn't get any?" I loved cookies and beer. "Well, she made some "funny" brownies and then chopped them up and baked them into the chocolate chip cookies. I only had one because I didn't want to lose focus during the game. But some of the girls had three or four I think. Umm, do you think we could slip back into the other room for a little while? I don't think they'll notice us missing." She turned and faced me, locking lips again in a very intimate kiss that was saying much more than just "fuck me". "I'm getting very randy watching all this girl-girl kissing." "You say that like you've tried it before." We were getting into dangerous territory with such intimate feelings in such a short time knowing each other. Lisa was extremely beautiful and sexy, like the actress you see playing the seductive secretary in a movie. She oozed sex and no man was going to resist her. I was about to take her up on the offer again when I noticed movement in the other room. Suzi was stripping off her tank top and pulling Carrie to the floor. Carrie was sucking her nipples and had a hand down Suzi's shorts. That was like a starting gun for the others as Mary leaned back to remove her shorts and panties while Kevin unzipped his shorts. After a few swipes to lubricate her plumbing, she plopped down on Kevin's rigid member and started humping away. I guess foreplay was over. Jay had Marissa's panties off and her skirt was up around her waist. He removed his hand from her crotch and replaced it with his mouth. It seemed a little odd to see this mousey man working over this large woman. He seemed to know what he was doing, licking and nibbling and teasing her by avoiding direct contact with her clit. "Damn I'm close. Stop teasing and just nibble my clit, baby. Make Mama cum hard." Jay was good at following orders and proceeded to give Marissa all she had asked for and then some. After her first two orgasms left her breathless, Jay moved into position over her and with "no more Mr. Niceguy," he sank his staff as deep as he could into Marissa's voluminous hole. Three pokes and he was spewing and moaning and saying things he probably didn't want his wife to hear. The orgy was in full session now. For our part, Lisa couldn't wait any longer and unzipped my shorts, my rock hard manhood poking straight through the opening. She knelt down, nostrils flaring, as she quickly parted those luscious pink lips and swallowed me whole. The feeling was exquisite and I was thankful for my previous release as I knew I could now hold out and really enjoy a prolonged love making session. She was very experienced and she fully enjoyed her work. It was an exquisite feeling and if it never ended, I would die a happy man. I looked over to see that Carrie had removed the rest of Suzi's clothing and now had her tongue buried in Suzi's hairless crotch. Suzi was clenching her legs around Carrie's head as she went through multiple orgasms. I knew how talented Carrie was in oral ministrations, so it was no surprise to see Suzi in so much pleasure. I was too far away to see exactly what was going on, but the way Suzi was bucking, I sensed that Carrie had latched on to her clit and was nibbling and sucking, enjoying the feeling of making someone else happy. Kevin had already shot his load into Mary but she was continuing to work his cock trying to get her own release. Jay seemed very content to suck on a grateful Marissa, sucking his own cum out of her body. She was having climax after climax again until I thought she might pass out. Jay then pulled on his cock again, stroked it across Marissa's pussy a few times, and then proceeded to jack off until he shot his wad all over her pussy. They both looked exhausted now and he climbed up on her to snuggle. His body dwarfed by Marissa's bulk, he looked like a kid cuddled up with his mother. Lisa had continued to work my rod, her tongue softly twirling around the swollen purple head. My body was tingling again but I could have lasted like this forever. Her mouth was better than any drug could ever be. Looking down and watching her work, those beautiful pink lips split by my massive purple knob, I knew I had to see her naked flesh and finish this off properly. I pulled Lisa to her feet, removing her top as she stood. She had perfectly symmetrical breasts with light pink areolas and those long dark nipples. She undid her skirt and it fell to the floor. I unbuttoned my shorts and they fell to the floor. I bent down to get them out of the way and that deep red, hairless pussy was right at eye level so I had to taste it, my tongue snaking out and splitting the butterfly opening. I could taste some of my cum that was left in her pussy and sucked the remaining drops out. Her musky scent was overwhelming and I could feel my cock dripping as the purple head continued to swell. She grasped my head and pulled tight. It didn't take long before she was flooding my tongue with more juice, crushing my head to her pussy. I stood and turned her around, bending her down over the table, easily sliding my inflamed pole deep into her honey pot. I rammed it home a few times, then pulled out and slowly ran it the length of her pussy to her asshole. I paused, the thick head of my cock teasing her little brown opening. "Oh shit that feels good, but please don't put it in there," she whimpered. OK, so now I knew she had some limits. Instead I dropped to my knees and then repeated the motions using my tongue to slurp from her pussy to her little brown bud. I drilled my tongue against the brown nub until she relaxed it and allowed me to slip an inch inside. She was raking her nails against the poker table now so I upped the ante by sliding my thumb in her pussy and using my index finger to diddle her clit. She was cumming in seconds, her breath in deep long gasps. As I felt her legs relax, I repeated my fingering and she had another climax in less than a minute. I could feel the goose bumps on her legs. She mustered every ounce of strength and turned and sat on the table as I stood up. Grasping my pole, she pulled me to her and I instantly fell in until I could feel our pubic bones crushing together. A few twists and plunges and she was off to the races again, pulling me into a lip lock and trying to suck the life out of me like a succubus. She had a few more orgasms until I could hold back no more as she squeezed those pussy muscles tight around my rod. I released another torrent of copious cum deep inside that luscious cavern. My tingling seemed to last forever and still I was hard. I stayed buried deep within her. Once again our kisses softened, becoming more intimate instead of passionate. I held her close, never wanting this feeling to end. My hand caressed her cheek as I softly kissed her sweet lips. I started to move in and out again but she pulled me tight. "Don't even think about it," she sighed. "As it is, I probably will be walking bowl-legged for a week." She laughed again, that little child-like giggle that made me want her even more. We looked back at the group who seemed to be finishing up and maybe coming down from their high. I had no idea how any of them would react to what had just transpired. Lisa released me from her clutches and pushed me away. "I think you should go fuck your wife with that beast. Maybe that will calm him down and we can get things back to normal." She was very level headed and mature for one so young. "Does that mean you concede the game?" I grinned. I ran my fingers through her soft blond hair and pulled her close for another soft, sensual kiss. Her taste and smell was still intoxicating. There were some very powerful pheromones at work here that we both felt. For me, it was a desire I hadn't felt since that first time with Carrie over twenty years ago. She smiled. "The money's yours, if you promise to find a way for us to get together again. Your wife might not be too agreeable once she comes to her senses. Now go give her a good fuck before I come to my senses and decide not to share." Her wry smile showed she was only half kidding about sharing me. I kicked off my sneakers, removed my shirt, and walked naked to the center of the circle. There were a few low gasps as I knelt down behind Carrie. She was slowly licking Suzi now, just prolonging her pleasure and not trying to get her off again. Suzi was running her fingers through Carrie's short hair as I pulled Carrie's shorts down, her well shaped butt high in the air. She was like an automaton as she lifted each leg so I could remove her panties. She breathed in deeply as my shaft slid slowly into her waiting pussy. She hadn't been this wet since going off her estrogen after the cancer surgery. Another reason her sex drive had waned over the last year. I gave her pussy a chance to relax before slowly starting to stroke in and out. She raised her head off Suzi and started to push back, getting into a slow rhythm. Suzi used the opportunity to extricate herself from Carrie and moved in behind me. She had this look of an animal in heat. With my hands on Carrie's hips, I started to increase the speed and Carrie started to push back with more force. Suzi was behind me, her hands rubbing my chest as her boobs raked across my back. She started kissing my neck, chills coursing through my body. I leaned forward slightly so I could reach around Carrie and work her clit with my fingers. She started to moan loudly. "Unnhh, yes, don't ...stop. Almost there." And then she stiffened, slamming back into me as hard as she could as the orgasm coursed through her body. I held her to me, my fingers squeezing her clit until her hand eventually came up to grip mine. Suzi used the opportunity to reach under me and cup my balls and grab some of the lubricant dripping from Carrie's pussy. She slowly brought her hand back until she reached my fudge hole and with a little push, her finger slipped inside. She rubbed those massive melons across my back again and started nibbling my earlobe as she forced her finger deeper into my bunghole. My cock exploded for the third time, my cum burning as it splashed against Carrie's cervix. Carrie collapsed face down onto the floor as I let go of her. As Suzi let go of me, I too slipped to the floor on my back, my tool finally sated and half deflated. Suzi bent down and sucked my remaining hard-on into her mouth, her tongue swirling to get every drop of cum left on it. She squeezed out even more, enjoying it like a delicacy. She moved over to Carrie and softly inserted her index finger into her pussy, pulling out another dollop of cum and sucked her finger in hungrily. Carrie rolled over and placed her head on my chest, wanting to snuggle as she drifted off to sleep. With her blouse on, Carrie was the only one left with any clothes on. Lisa came into the room then and lay at my other side. She kissed me lightly and then ran her fingers through Carrie's short, soft blonde hair. "She really is a beautiful woman," she whispered. "You are one lucky man." "I'm a lot luckier today," I grinned. I wasn't sure how this was going to work out but I was hoping that Carrie would be open to trying more new experiences. "Who wants cookies?" Suzi crowed. "C'mon boys, I'm the only woman who hasn't had a cock yet." This was going to be a very long day. And all because someone wanted to play Spin the Bottle. To be continued...