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The Dinner Ch. 1

By: AnonOne



Ken was uneasy about having dinner with Shannan and her husband Sean. Shannan and he had been co-workers and friends for a long time, until Shannan switched jobs. They stayed in contact, and often that contact led to serious flirting and innuendo, though they had never actually acted on the chemistry. Recently, Shannan had been suggesting that Ken talk to her husband and give him a few "hints" on being more romantic. He hoped that this dinner was not a ploy on Shannan's part to initiate a conversation in that area. Ken had tried to explain to her in the past that guys simply do not talk to one another about technique.

Dinner was actually quite pleasant. They had gone through four bottles of wine and Ken found himself wishing that he had come over for dinner earlier. He really liked Sean, who had a cynical sense of humor, much like his own. The food was great, the conversation was extraordinary, and the wine. . .well the wine made everything just fine.

The more the night went on and the more the conversation progressed, the more affectionate Shannan and Sean became with each other. Ken tried not to watch them too closely, but he had always been attracted to Shannan, and never could understand why any man would have a hard time learning to be a better lover to please a woman like her. He wondered if Shannan was being unreasonable. Maybe it was just her perspective that her husband was inattentive. He was certainly paying attention to her now, and doing it in front of him. In fact, it was starting to drive him crazy, so he suggested that it was probably time for him to head home.

Sean pretended to be a cop and pantomimed giving him a breath-a-lyzer test and convinced him not to drive; it was almost 2a.m. and he had downed quite a few glasses of wine during the course of the night. Ken didn't particularly feel drunk, but knew he was a little buzzed. Shannan giggled and told him he was blitzed. He stood up to protest, and stumbled slightly, so they convinced him to stay.

Shannan gave him a blanket, sheets and a pillow for the couch and then they disappeared upstairs and into their bedroom. He could tell by their mood and the way they were kissing and holding hands that they were not going to be sleeping. He grinned as they left thinking that Shannan's complaint about her husband's lack of bed skills was pretty much off base. Sean seemed to be pretty romantic to him. Maybe they just needed to have wine as part of their foreplay. Ken turned off the lights and settled onto the couch and started watching television. During one of the commercial fades he heard a muffled whimper and hit the power button to silence the television and darken the room. It wasn't long before he started hearing the familiar sounds of sex.

The bedroom was just at the top of the stairs and even through the closed door he could hear Shannan's soft moans. He had always found her very attractive, so the thought of what might be going on in there instantly turned him on. It wasn't long before his cock swelled and he started stroking it under the blanket as he closed his eyes and wished he were Sean. This went on for a while and soon his hands were getting slick with his own excitement. Shannan's moans stayed fairly even and soft, never growing much louder. Ken stroked himself and strained to hear Shannan, but then he only heard as Sean chimed in. It was over very quickly.

A moment later Ken saw a blur of movement glide down the stairs and into the kitchen. He closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. Through his slit eyelids he saw Shannan wrapped in a bed sheet and looking really very gorgeous in a disheveled sort of way. She had grabbed the last bottle of wine and two glasses. Suddenly Ken realized that in the course of his excitement he had let the blanket slip off the couch, his pants were unzipped and open, and his cock was still quite erect.

Shannan paused as she passed the couch and stared at him. "Oops, I thought you-uhhhm-were asleep, but I guess I was mistaken," she covered her mouth as she started to giggle. She had a devilish look on her face as she caught my obvious hard-on jutting up from under the sheets.

"Oh Ken, I'm sorry...you want to come play?"

Ken was totally embarrassed and really caught off guard. Sean had come downstairs to check on what was taking her so long with the wine. He was now behind her and he too looked a little surprised at her offer. Ken looked at him for a signal one way or another. She caught this exchange and took Sean by the hand, "Come on honey, we're all friends, it's just for play." Before he could say anything she stood up and kissed him...a very deep and long kiss, her tongue dancing in his mouth.

The sheet she was wrapped in fell to the floor and Ken saw her naked for the first time. His eyes immediately left her face and her shoulder length copper hair. Her breasts had always seemed large under her clothes, but he was not prepared for how lovely they truly were. The large white globes seemed to float before him, her large dark nipples were erect and seemed to call out to him. His eyes soaked in the rest of her curvaceous beauty. She was short, but very well built and very soft looking. He was drawn to her trimmed, but dark pubic hair. Watching her kiss Sean as her naked body hovered before him brought his cock back up to it's full length and thickness. He didn't know what Sean was thinking until he noticed Sean's cock growing under his boxers. It was of modest size, and Ken couldn't help but to wonder if that was part of Shannan's complaint. He knew some woman were overly concerned with size.

Shannan moved from his lips down his neck to his smooth chest, stopping at his nipples to lick them, then trailed her tongue down his stomach. Shannan kneeled on the floor and put her mouth around his cock, but through his boxers. Ken watched this completely transfixed. She glanced back at Ken and flashed him a devilish smile as she tugged his boxers down then started fellating Sean right in front of him.

Sean was too busy being focused on getting a blow job to protest when Shannan paused and turned toward Ken.

"Let me see yours, Ken."

Ken hesitated. This whole thing was surreal. When they had flirted online, she had once asked him to describe his cock to her after she had told him about a previous lover that had been quite large. He had teased her about having a picture of his cock scanned and sent to her, but he never actually sent it. That didn't mean he wasn't tempted to, he just tried to be a gentlemen. Now he was being asked to expose himself to her in person and in front of her husband. Ken looked up at Sean, but his eyes were closed and he was rocking back and forth on his feet as Shannan resumed sucking his cock.

Ken swallowed and decided that "Carpe Diem!" was a good thing. He stood up and nervously lowered his pants exposing his cock to Shannan and Sean. At about the same time, Shannan had taken Sean's boxers completely off. Shannan was about to resume sucking Sean's cock when her eyes grew wide at the sight of Ken's twitching prong just inches from her face.

"You're bigger than him," she commented with wide, almond-shaped eyes.

Ken looked down at Sean's cock and decided that was quite obvious.

"No not him," Shannan said as she tugged on Sean's cock causing him to moan loudly, "I mean Chris. Chris was a bit longer than you, but my gawd, yours is so. . .so. . .damn thick."

Shannan took Ken by the hand and moved him closer to them. She was down on her knees and she took Sean's cock back into her mouth, while she stroked Ken's. Ken looked toward Sean again for some signal, as he didn't want to ruin a new friendship, but he was too into his blowjob to even notice. Ken pulled off his shirt and kicked his pants across the room. The three of them were completely naked in the living room.

Shannan adjusted herself pulling Ken and Sean closer together; she was between them and moved so that both cocks were inches from her mouth. She lifted her swirling mouth from Sean as he rocked back and forth and began bucking as hips as if he were about to cumm, and pinched the root of his cock to back off the orgasm. Then she took Ken's cock in her warm mouth for the first time. It was heaven; she moved so slowly and softly over him, that he nearly fainted. Her mouth was smooth, wet, and warm. She alternated between Ken and Sean and then she did something which surprised both of them; she pulled the cocks together so that they were touching.

Sean's long slender cock against Ken's thick short cock. She tried to put both in her mouth at the same time, but when she couldn't fit them both, she began rubbing the cocks together. They were both stunned and wanted to protest, but the feeling was absolutely wonderful. Both cocks were wet from her saliva and they slid so smoothly across each other they were confused. It was an incredible feeling. Rampant heterosexuality finally asserted itself and Ken and Sean backed away. Shannan chided them and teased them, but then was back to alternating between the cocks.

Ken looked down at Shannan who had inched up to a squatting position. The look in her eyes was pure passion as she sucked first one, then the other cock. He had always wondered if women enjoyed fellatio, or merely tolerated it. Shannan seemed to love it. He decided she liked having that power over men, and he didn't mind being overpowered. Shannan winked at him and she glided her hand up and down her smooth leg. She was moaning in delight around the manflesh in her mouth as she started pressing two fingers into her gorgeous pussy. She was fucking herself with one hand and rubbing her breast with another. all the while never missing a stroke with her gurgling mouth.

"Show him!"

"What?" Ken and Sean muttered at the same time, opening their eyes.

"Ken. . ." Shannan was whimpering and moaning so much she had trouble forming her words. She had stopped sucking there cocks and was looking pointedly at both of them as she continued to finger her own pussy.

". . .show Sean how to eat my pussy and how to find that G-spot thing you talked about earlier."

"Yeah, show me. I want to learn, Shannan told me something about that, but I have never heard of it. I know how to play with her clit, but I don't think she has one of those G-spot things. I have been trying to find for months ever since you sent her that email."

"What?" Ken looked at both of them. He was real nervous.

"It's okay. I've read all the email you sent my wife. It turns us both on. It was my idea to have you over to dinner. I was worried that you got too drunk and had passed out. I want you to teach me to fuck my wife better."

"Me too," Shannan offered with a giggle.

Ken sat on the couch and tried to push the weirdness out of his head. He looked up to see Sean had spread out the sheets and blankets and was helping Shannan arrange herself on the floor.

Sean spread his wife's legs and moved out of the way. Seeing Shannan's legs parted before him broke the surreal funk he had fallen into. Ken knelt between her thighs and made slow butterfly circles with his fingertips along the outside of Shannan's legs. She began to coo and writhe on the sheets as he knelt down and gave the inside of her thighs small tender, swirling kisses. He dipped further forward and was intoxicated by the scent of Shannan's excitement. He teased her by rubbing his chin in her wet crevice before licking her clit a few times.

To Be Continued...

The Dinner Ch. 2



Shannan moaned and lifted her legs over Ken's shoulders and draped them over his back as he began licking her a little faster and started jabbing his pointed tongue in and out of her wet hole. Shannan clamped her thighs on Ken's face and her whole body shuddered.

"I know how to eat her pussy. . ." Sean started to protest.

"You have to warm her up, before her g-spot will make itself available."

"Ohh."

Ken smiled at him and moved aside. Sean took up Ken's place and proceeded to lick Shannan's pussy very rapidly. Shannan moaned and whimpered. Ken pulled Sean up and when Sean started to protest he calmly showed Sean how to see that his wife was about to orgasm. He pointed out her flush, swollen labia and the way her clitoris was changing shades and getting too sensitive. He showed Sean how to alternate his technique and prolong his wife's pleasure without making her cumm.

"You don't want her to climax. It makes finding her G-spot too hard," Ken explained. "You want to start looking for it just as she is on the brink of cumming like right now."

Sean scooted up and watched as Ken slid his fingers deep inside her.

"Think of her pussy as a clock face."

Sean nodded and watched as Ken showed him how each position on the "clock" could cause subtle differences in Shannan's pleasure. Ken backed away and Sean practiced. Shannan moaned her approval. Sean played with her pussy using his newfound expertise, making his wife shudder and whimper. Ken tried to instruct Sean on how to find her g-spot, but after several moments, Sean couldn't find it. Ken tried, and couldn't find it either. He was perplexed.

"See, I told you. Her doctor even told us that sex would be 'a little different' because of the shape and angle of her vulva."

Shannan frowned up at the two men as what was pleasurable turned into a gynecologist exam.

Ken understood the look immediately and started kissing her thighs and then licking her pussy. Sean moved forward to play with his wife's massive globes. He dipped down and took one breast to his lips and sucked the flesh into his mouth covering the large brown area around her nipples as he sucked one and fondled the other. Ken grabbed the wine bottle from the floor and poured some wine into Shannan's pussy and lapped it up. She spread her thighs even further and ground her pelvis up against the bottle. Ken smiled down at her reaction and nudged the neck of the bottle against her dripping pussy. It slipped inside her and she panted as he started fucking her with the bottle while sucking on her clit. Sean continued to nuzzle her breasts and Shannan once again approached a climax. Ken set the bottle aside and then he slid a pillow from the couch under Shannan's buttocks to change the angle. He sunk his index finger deep inside her and started hooking his finger back and forth until finally he found the hood of flesh covering her G-spot. It was larger and a little bit thicker but he managed to get under it and finally reach her magical garden.

He withdrew before she orgasmed and showed Sean how to find it. He smiled as his wife began to buck and writhe on the floor with just the slightest wiggle of his finger.

"Sean!¦ You're going to make me pee." Shannon managed to whistle through clamped teeth.

Ken explained to Sean that it was just a pleasure reaction, and that she wouldn't pee, but could ejaculate her own natural oils and lubrication. Sean was about to tell Ken he was full of shit when suddenly Shannan moaned very loudly and a thick stream of love juice poured out of her labia. Sean stared as Ken dipped down and tasted it. Sean was a little skeptical, but followed Ken's example and was surprised to find out how it tasted like fresh cantaloupe. Ken explained that the true sign of a G-spot orgasm is that the female ejaculates. Some women just dribble, but these women drenched. Sean just shook his head and tried to take all of this in.

Shannan became very excited and starting cumming all over the sheets. Sean jumped between his wife's thighs and sunk his erect cock inside her. Shannan wrapped her arms and legs around him as he fucked her with a series of quick jabs and thrusts.

"Wow, it feels different. It feels excellent." Sean beamed.

"Here endeth the lesson," Ken quipped as he watched the husband and wife fuck savagely on the floor of the living room. Sean buried himself into Shannan's embrace. She hugged him tightly as he rocked into her with tremendous effort. She smiled over his shoulder and mouthed a very sexy "thank you" at Ken as Sean fucked her happily. Shannan's eyes were glazed over with deep satisfaction. Sean was moaning and bucking and approaching his orgasm quite rapidly. He spread against his wife and made long thrusts into her calling out her name and telling her he was about to cumm.

Sensing this, Shannan pushed Sean off of her, jumped up and took Sean into her mouth. Sean groaned and bucked as his wife sucked his cock relentlessly. After a few seconds of her hot twirling mouth he started to cum. Ken watched amazed as loads of cum shot from Sean deep inside her mouth splashing her lips and her chin. Ken watched, fascinated as Shannan tried to suck Sean dry. He didn't think the flow would ever stop. Shannan seemed to get really excited about the cumm and was licking her lips when she wasn't taking long drafts from her husband's spurting cock. She took the entire load in her mouth and sucked on it very hard, milking him until he was finished. It was as if she loved the very essence of his semen.

Ken watched the couple, bewitched from the mixture of their love and lust. Ken was very excited and needed to cum. Shannan wiped her mouth and looked over at Sean for permission. He smiled and nodded at her as he sank against the couch trying to catch his breath.

"Goody!" Shannan giggled like an overgrown child, and it was the sexiest thing Ken had ever seen or heard as she continued to snicker and scrambled over to him. She put two palms on his hairy chest and pushed him to the floor. Shannan draped over top of him and started sucking him. Her eyes were full of mirth as Ken thrashed about on the floor enjoying her skilled mouth. Shannan paused for a moment, but stroked Ken's massive prick with both of her small hands.

"I want to FUCK him, Sean," she begged.

"Then fuck him," Sean commented as he grabbed the bottle of wine Ken had used on his wife's pussy and took a big swig of it.

She smiled at her husband and then straddled Ken's hips. She positioned herself on top of Ken's cock, but hovered there indecisively.

"It might be too big," she glanced at her husband.

Sean slid over and helped his wife slide down onto Ken's massive cock. She winced as she sank deeper and deeper onto the thick meat. Sean helped her steady herself until she could relax and flex her cunt to take all of Ken's cock.

"How is it, baby?"

"It fucking hurts."

"See, size does matter," Sean teased his wife. "Told you my cock was the perfect size."

Shannan became even more determined and grunted with effort as she tried to rock back and forth a little.

Ken looked up at the two, unsure if they were teasing or not. He flexed his cock head and it nudged into Shannan's nook.

"Ohhhh shit…."

Shanann's face went blank.

"Is he hurting you? Here, let me help you off," Sean's face grew serious.

"Hell no-it feels. . .uhhhhhm. . .ahhh. . .ohhhh. . .good."

Shannan started riding him. Sean stared down at the spot where Ken's root was sunk inside his wife's pussy. Shannan's pussy began to squirt again and the sight of Ken's thick cock and balls and her gorgeous slick pussy and now wiggling ass on top of them excited him.

"Ohhh gawd. . .his cock reaches my G-spot. . .uhhhmmm!"

Sean looked down at Ken. Ken saw the quick flash of jealousy, but looked away, feeling bad for him. He pushed up inside Shannan and started humping her ferociously; feeling fairly certain this would be the last time he had Sean's permission to fuck her.

"Sean, lick me while he fucks me." Sean hesitated, but was excited by the lust in his wife's voice. He moved to her pussy and licked her labia as Ken's cock thrust in and out of her now gaping wet hole. He kept try to position himself so that Ken's cock didn't touch him but didn't have any luck until he fastened his lips on Shannan's clitoris and sucked it into his mouth.

"Oh fuck, Sean" Shannan screamed, "that feels good."

Shannan started screaming in her orgasm.

Sean moved away and Ken rolled Shannan onto her side. He wrapped behind her in a spoon position, thrusting gently inside her as she rode each wave of a long drawn out orgasm. He fondled her breasts as he slowly pumped into her, enjoying the way her plump ass felt against his thrusting hips. He looked at Sean as Shannan's pussy flexed and strained against his pumping cock as she finished her orgasm. Ken realized Sean didn't know how to make a woman's orgasm last longer. He told sean that the afterglow is the most important part and the he demonstrated by showing him how sucking on her shoulder and neck, pinching a nipple, touching her clit just softly once, or brushing his fingers along her hips and legs could extend her orgasm into oblivion. When her orgasm finally subsided he let her catch her breath before turning her onto her back and mounting her. He still needed to cumm.

Ken pinned Shannan's legs as far back as they would go and squatted over them. She gasped as he powered forward and jammed his entire cock deep inside her. He steered her body with her legs, pushing then closer together to make her real tight, but slick. He pounded into her and she loved every second of it. His balls slapped against her ass cheeks as he nailed into her with reckless abandon. She coaxed him on by muttering a number of obscenities that would have shocked a crewman in the US Navy. Ken started to cumm, and wasn't sure where to shoot it.

Shannan helped him by pushing him off and rolling forward. She lifted her massive chest in her hands and pressed the globes of flesh against his spurting cock. Ken shot ropes of cumm on her tits and Shannan flashed him a wicked smile as she lowered her mouth, licked her own nipples and drank his cumm from her breasts.

Then she pulled his erupting cock to her lips and wrapped her mouth around it, as his cum finished shooting. She drank every last drop. Then she stood and patted Ken on the head as collapsed in utter exhaustion. She smiled down at him and grabbed Sean's hand and led him upstairs. She turned at the top of the stairs and said, "You have to cook breakfast."

Sean muttered "here, here" as he followed his wife into the bedroom and closed the door.

The taste of Shannan's pussy was the last memory he had as Ken drifted off into a blissful sleep.