3 comments/ 158764 views/ 3 favorites The Sales Clerk Seductions Ch. 01 By: TheBobster Cathy and I had been married three years and we were, and still are, a perfect match. My own overactive libido is balanced with Cathy's subtle and covert nymphomania, a match made in heaven. A big plus is that Cathy exudes hotness. She doesn't mean to and is a tease only when it serves a purpose. Fully clothed in conservative attire, which is her style, she has an aura emanating from her involuntarily which makes me want to lick her from head to toe and then rape her. An added benefit is that other men often get the same vibe and I really enjoy watching them squirm in reaction to her charms. Their arousal is sometimes barely noticeable and sometimes way obvious. Early on, socially conservative Cathy was scared when she noticed these attentions. Although she is a wildcat in bed, she is a lady in public. After we were married a few years she became accustomed to the harmlessness of these lustful stares. Also early in our marriage our first swinging foursome experience and similar situations accustomed her to a more open and liberal attitude toward love and sex. (Note: graphic e-mailed for submission to this location. E-mail subject line is this story's title) One such experience occurred in our third year together. The scenario began when I was in Army basic and in-service training. For the first six weeks of basic all trainees at the camp were in quarantine and the only contact between Cathy and I was by phone and mail, neither of which satisfied our growing lust. As soon as I was allowed to leave base, Cathy flew to a nearby city and rented a car. She picked me up at the base service club and we rushed to a motel room and I don't think we left it for the day we were together. It was the most intense and riotous Fuckfest of our lives and I'm still surprised we didn't permanently injure each other. But that's perhaps another story. During the last eight weeks when I was at another base for in-service training, I was able to get home on leave about every other weekend. Those were great weekends too, of course. Absence makes the dick grow harder. When I was finally home for good and rejoined with my reserve unit and lovely strawberry blonde, we probably had a greater appreciation for the magic between us than we had ever had. Cathy worked as a sales clerk in a large mall department store. One evening after dinner Cathy seemed unusually moody. When I asked her if something was wrong she began crying on my shoulder. "I have to talk with you about something," she sobbed. "I've done something very wrong and I'm afraid if I tell you, you'll leave me and I would understand if you did. When we were separated for so long I was nearly crazy with loneliness and missing you. One night I invited someone to dinner here and things happened. Do you remember meeting Clark, the young man I work with at my counter?" "Yes," I answered. I was beginning to anticipate where this was going. She sobbed even harder as she further confessed in a very general way to this evening of indiscretion. She provided no details but went on to say how she loved me more than anything and that she would never do anything like that again. She seemed fearful as she awaited my reaction. I planted a tender kiss on her lips moistened with tears as I assured her how much I loved her. I knew what I wanted to say but mentally spanked my brain for thinking of saying it. I wanted to smile and tell her my only regret is that I couldn't have been there to watch. No, no, that wouldn't do. I am such a barbarian. "You remember our night with Paul and Marilyn, the swingers in Riverville. Remember how it was a new experience for us and that afterward we talked about it and found we both enjoyed it more than we would have expected." "Yes." "Remember how I told you how much perverted pleasure I got from watching Paul make love with you? Well, please don't get mad at me but this thing with you and the guy from work makes me excited beyond belief and makes me wish I had been able to watch. The only sadness on my part is how lonely you must have been. If I saw that young man right now I would thank him and tell him how grateful I am that he filled your need and that I hope he thoroughly enjoyed and appreciated your special magic." I waited for her reaction to this, which in a way my own confession. Her reaction was she kissed me. It was not a polite thank you peck. It was a kiss so hot, wet and sloppy I could imagine it was her gushing pussy. The remainder of the evening was spent in the satisfactions of her eager pussy and my throbbing cock. My cock pulsed even harder whenever I imagined the young clerk licking and fucking her. Throughout the night of passion the imagined images of their lovemaking flashed onto my mental screen. The store clerk's name was Clark. I had met him a couple times when I had the opportunity to stop and see Cathy there at work. It was before my military adventures. He was a college student about five years younger than us. He always seemed shy to me - or something. It had seemed apparent to me that he was attracted to Cathy. As I visited with Cathy at the sales counter he had stood behind her and his eyes were glued to her rounded, pear-shaped ass, slender waist and gorgeous legs. He had blond hair, wore dark rimmed eyeglasses and had a distinct virgin schoolboy look. When he had made eye contact with me he looked sheepishly embarrassed, as if to say, "I hope you have no idea what salacious thoughts I am having about your vixen wife who I want to lick to multiple orgasm before fucking her silly." Yep, I'm sure that's exactly what he was thinking and it was so intense I could smell it. God, I wish I could have watched that dinner evening! It was a day or two later when the idea hit me like a board to the head. The germ of the idea was to have Clark over for dinner again with the objective of voyeuristically experiencing him shag her. It would even be better if he was a virgin but that was no longer possible. Before mentioning this idea to Cathy I wanted to have a probable scenario constructed. At breakfast the next morning we discussed it. I told her what I had in mind and asked her if she would be up to a night of seduction. She gave me a sheepish smile and almost whispered, "I have limited experience but I've done it once and with hard work and concentration I think I could do it again." I laughed. "Damn, I love you even more than these bacon and eggs." "I love you more than yogurt," was her retort. That evening we talked about the scenario. Basically, it amounted to Cathy inviting him and letting him know I would be there. After a friendly dinner we would retire to the living room and a lovely night of debauchery. We discussed the particulars with the idea of getting her approval. More than that, Cathy had some juicy ideas of her own. Step one was the invite which was accomplished the next day. I asked Cathy how he reacted and she said he reacted quite naturally and it didn't change when told I would be home. I asked her if she was excited and her one-word answer was, "Evil." She smiled seductively. We fucked. It was Friday evening and the lasagna in the oven smelled wonderful and Cathy was preparing a salad. Garlic bread was ready for the oven. The aromas were driving my appetite wild. Cathy was wearing a thin summer button up blouse without bra and a white pair of shorts sans lingerie. Cleavages, curves, nipples and a strawberry patch were all barely visible but visible if you stared hard enough. The images were driving my appetite wild. I was thinking about how I would keep my composure and avoid raping Cathy when the lasagna was served. I didn't come to an answer before the doorbell rang. When Pavlov's dogs heard the bell they salivated. When I heard the bell I had an instant pop-up lap tent. This was going to be hard...er...difficult. Cathy answered the door. From behind her I could see her do her full body smile which involves an innocent, unconscious hip rotation like her torso saying, "Hey, I'm happy to see you!" That plus the sight of her perfectly proportioned pear-shaped ass and the shadow-like visible butt crack was exciting. That little rotation viewed from the rear had her asshole as its axis, drawing the attention to that spot. From the front the vortex is her strawberry blonde trimmed mound which was also tantalizingly visible through those fitted white translucent shorts. Cathy held the door as he entered and closed it behind him. I invited him to sit in a chair across from our sofa and we sat on the sofa. We explained that the lasagna was nearly done baking and would be ready soon. The delicious aromas of lasagna and garlic bread wafted from the kitchen. We talked for ten or fifteen minutes and I wanted to make sure he was comfortable with me being there. Except for the first few minutes he seemed quite at ease. The oven timer beeped and we moved to the dinette and enjoyed a good dinner. Conversation during dinner was relaxed and centered on work - mine and theirs. They shared some funny department store anecdotes and the laughter loosened everyone up. When we finished and cleared the table we moved back to the living room. I guided Clark to sit on the left side of the sofa and Cathy sat in the center and I sat on the right with my arm stretched along the sofa back above Cathy's head. After a continuation of work talk we moved to Clark's school experience. His major was marketing and he seemed to enjoy and fit into the business world. Cathy tactfully asked him about his love life and if he was dating. He blushed slightly but gradually became more comfortable subject matter. He talked about specific girls he had dated, how they met and why they parted. Like most young men, including myself, he was going through that period where true love, good sex and the right girl were elusive. He asked how we met and we told how mutual friends had set us up on a blind date and how we matched instantly. He then asked about our first sexual experiences with each other. This led to an animated and humorous discussion that had all three of us laughing. When Cathy graphically told a story of us screwing in the woods and how she caught poison ivy on her back, we all laughed again but I noticed Clark squirm and that his pants were harboring a healthy hard-on. "You know, Clark, she is still a wood nymph," I added. Cathy reacted with a smile and turning her head toward me almost causing our lips to collide, so we assisted the collision and completed a moist, tongue-filled kiss. Cathy added the sound effect of a deep purr. We returned to the conversation with Cathy calmly asking a bombshell question. "Have you ever been with a married woman?" I almost felt a portion of lasagna return for a re-digestion. I looked at Clark for his reaction and he had an impish smirk on his lips and was staring straight forward at a blank wall. "Once," he said. "Mmm, was it good?" Cathy asked. "It is how I lost my virginity and, yes, it was good. It was fantastic." I noticed he looked as if he was curious where this was leading and seemed slightly uncomfortable. "Wow, that must be hard to top," I added and Cathy chuckled. She leaned her head back into my forearm and I planted another passionate kiss on her soft lips and slowly began to unbutton her blouse. As I placed the heel of my left hand onto her upper chest to release the first button I could feel her intense excitement in the pounding pulse of her heart. The second button opened and began to reveal the glowing soft skin at the top of her beautiful breasts. I glanced at Clark and his eyes were staring and wide with lust as her torso was so slowly and tantalizingly revealed. The third button released her creamy full breasts, light brown areola and erect and swollen nipples. As I paused to unbutton her fourth button her fingers reached the fifth and then her entire torso was revealed and I brushed the open blouse to the sides. Clark stared and I could fully sense his excitement as he saw her perfectly formed tits, flat and firm belly and cute navel. My fingers glided teasingly and lightly over her breasts and belly and I could feel her respond with involuntary shivers of excitement. As I played my finger tips around the waistline of her shorts and just under the edge, Cathy's hand slowly unzipped the zipper in front. Her kisses were becoming more intense and her breathing deeper and slightly irregular. Now, Clark and I could see her full and curly reddish pubic patch. My fingers glided into this soft garden and to the top of her labia. My fingers gently parted the top of her lips revealing a very moist and swollen clit. A faint and familiar metallic aroma of her sex juices wafted into the air. The two middle fingers of my left hand glided into the wet folds on the sides of her magic button and with light pressure I stroked and twiddled it causing Cathy to purr her soft tune of arousal. Her lips and tongue were kissing even more intently. Clark broke his concentration long enough to frantically remove his clothing. The skin of his left side was now pressing against Cathy's nakedness. He moved his hands to the waist of Cathy's shorts and he began pulling them down her thighs. Cathy lifted her hips from the sofa to assist and after the shorts popped under her butt she lifted her knees toward her chest and Clark slid the shorts down her calves and over her feet and tossing them to the floor. Cathy leaned forward to remove her blouse and then back into my arm. She raised her bare feet onto the coffee table putting her into a more horizontal position and we continued to kiss. Cathy pivoted her ass on the sofa and swiveled to lay her back onto Clark's lap, positioning Clark's stiff cock about underneath her shoulder blades. Her breasts were in front of his belly. Her ass was on the sofa cushion and the underside of her thighs rested on mine. Cathy looked up at him with her dark eyes and smiled before turning her head to kiss his belly. While he was admiring her upper half I moved and was frantically eating her lower half. Her feet were on my back as I played with her clit with my tongue, lips and teeth. Supported on his legs, she arched her back to raise her butt off the sofa so she would have the freedom to sway and gyrate, which she did in a hypnotizing rhythm. Clark had now bent over enough to kiss her which he was doing passionately and wetly. His hands were caressing her soft and pliant tits. At this point I knew it was time for me to move across the room and enjoy the scene. My tongue abandoned her juicy and delicious pussy and I slid backward from under her feet and cupped her heels in the palms of my hands and savored her beautiful, wrinkled soled with flits of my tongue. As soon as I moved to a chair several feet away, Cathy flipped over and began gently licking and sucking Clark's cock. For a moment he leaned his head back in ecstasy with his eyes closed and then with a quick expression of inspiration he positioned Cathy below him and assumed a 69 position with him on top. They ate each other voraciously and Cathy was beginning to react. I am so familiar with her muscular twitches and the way her feet react as she moves through higher levels of arousal. At one point I could see that she was within a few minutes of one of her dramatic and noisy orgasms. Clark may have recognized this too as he moved both of them from the sofa onto the plush carpet. He faced Cathy toward me on her left side and guided her right leg up and he entered her from behind. As soon as he moved her to the floor I could see she was close to coming. Her eyes were already slits and the dark brown pupils were out of alignment and sightless. Her face and upper chest were pink with blush. He fucked her pussy in that position and the slaps of colliding flesh and slurps of wet pussy were adding an lovely sound track to this erotic scene. When Cathy's mouth formed into the oval Edvard Munch "Scream" configuration I knew it was coming soon. Clark seemed to sense it too and was beginning to moan. Cathy made a sudden jerk and went stiff like a fish does when you throw it onto the floor of a boat. That is the beautiful, unique hallmark of her intense orgasm. With every muscle locked, she went into violent spasms not unlike a brief fit of epilepsy. With her mouth wide open and eyes in a blank stare, her throat closed off her breath and resulted in a guttural sound from deep within her. I like to think of it as her soul having a sympathetic and simultaneous orgasm of its own. Carl was almost shouting as he came violently into her. He had stored up quite a load as the positive pressure created a wet and sloppy sucking sound as the pressure inflated Cathy's tight pussy. Ounces of his pearlized cream flowed down Cathy's still spasming thigh and oozed onto the carpet. Cathy went limp and Clark rolled onto his back. Cathy was still having huge aftershocks and pushing a knuckle of her hand between her teeth. Both of them were breathing very hard and, frankly, so was I as I tried to think what to do with a handful of cum. "Oh...my.......GAWD," Clark gasped as he lay behind Cathy who had opened her beautiful brown eyes and smiled at me. I winked and smiled back. Then she returned the wink. Clark struggled up onto an elbow and looked first down at Cathy's sweating, satisfied face and then at me. I smiled at him and gave him a thumbs-up. He grinned back broadly and then gave her a long kiss. Cathy is sometimes over-sensitive after an orgasm like that and I playfully call it her "touch-me-not" mode. Other times she is ripe for an instant replay with a mellower agenda. The way she kissed and reacted to his touching I could tell she was in mellow mode. She motioned for me to lie next to her front and Clark was at her back. I took my handful of cum and spread it onto the warm skin of her torso. Then I lay against her with my stiffie against her warm jizz-lubed belly. Clark's dick was buried inside her ass cleavage like a hot dog in a bun. Feeling the swollen cocks against her skin brought a satisfied smile to her face and eyes. She gyrated her pelvis in a way that would cause the dicks to rub her. Her hands caressed my side and chest and we traded kisses. Everything was slow, gentle and quiet. I wondered where this would go. When Cathy moved her hand over her hip to Clark's dick and glided it into her asshole and then guided mine toward her dripping pussy, I knew where it was going. Cathy wanted to be a sandwich. I moved lower in relation to her so the angle was right and she was well lubed and eagerly ready. It was a new and rather weird situation to feel Clark's dick sliding in and out on the opposite side of Cathy's vagina wall. I hoped his thrusts would remain gentle because Cathy can't take any rough action anally. But she loves it gentle and shallow. We were both being gentle and Cathy was cooing a soft purr as we both fucked her. The gentle action continued for quite a while and Cathy matched a forward and backward movement matching our fucking rhythm. Fucking sounds were keeping a regular rhythm accompaniment. "Mmmmmm, I'm liking this," Cathy purred, and a guttural moan began from deep within her. Her gyrating torso slowly increased in speed and our thrusts kept up with the tempo. Suddenly I could feel the muscular, hot waves pass up and back her quivering pussy walls and slight jerks indicated she was cumming. It was a subdued and sublime orgasm this time without the near paralysis and jerking seizures of her previous explosive eruption. I wondered if Clark could feel it and he must have because through her vaginal wall I could feel his sudden throbs and then the pulsating gushes of cum blasting into Cathy's ass. Cathy shivered and then my own spastic gushes filled her vagina, forcefully hitting her back wall. She began kissing me wildly and Clark kissed wetly on the side of her neck. The Sales Clerk Seductions Ch. 01 "Mmmm, I'm going to have to clean the carpet tomorrow," she giggled, "but for now I'll tidy up your magic pistons." She got up and turned over with her belly on the floor lying between us and took hold of both our cocks. Alternating, she licked us clean and stroked and sucked us. There was nothing left to squirt into her talented mouth but it felt good nonetheless. "You know she is a goddess, don't you, Bob?" asked Clark. "Oh, yes, I've known it since I met her on that blind date several years ago. She's a she-devil as well, as you've found." "I have a confession...," Clark began when I interrupted him. "No you don't. I have a confession instead. I thoroughly enjoyed you enjoying my lovely wife. I must be an incurable voyeur, especially if it involves my she-devil. I want to thank you for giving us this pleasure. And, now, if you and Cathy want, we can make it an all-nighter." "No, I have an eight o'clock and then I work tomorrow night with an unbelievable lady. I think I need some sleep." As we dressed, Cathy gave Clark a sweet goodnight kiss. As he went to go out I told him he was welcome anytime. I asked him what he liked besides lasagna and he chuckled and looked at Cathy. At that instant we knew he would be back. The Sales Clerk Seductions Ch. 02 Living next door to us was a single parent family consisting of a young mother in her late twenties with two young daughters maybe five and seven years old. Also, the mother's younger sister lived there. The sister was about twenty. All four of them seemed to be clones of each other with light, natural blonde hair and identical facial features. We had little contact with them but Cathy and I had talked with the mother briefly in coincidental meetings over the backyard fence. The younger sister had drawn my attention more than once but I didn't even know her name. I was very aware that she was beautiful and very well constructed. Once my wife Cathy and I were returning from an evening out. As we pulled into our drive our headlights flashed toward the neighbor's yard and for an instant as we turned and we saw the neighbor's sister and a guy fucking on a picnic table. Cathy and I chuckled but didn't pay any more attention. Once I met the sister in the front yard after I had mowed the lawn and we sat on the ground and talked. I found that her nickname was Jeri. During this brief encounter I had to concentrate to keep from salivating. Her pretty hair and features along with her bombshell body made me fantasize about licking her all over and fucking her to oblivion. For that reason, I remember nothing of the conversation. It was a hot summer day and she was dressed in a button-up blouse which she had tied in front with a knot just below her perfect breasts. Her tummy was flat and toned. Her legs were edible and her bare feet made me squirm. Her skin sported a nice summer tan which complimented her blonde hair. The one thing I gathered from this meeting was that she enjoyed teasing and watching me squirm. As much as I would have enjoyed shagging her, I couldn't tell if she was really trying to start something or just being a tease. I tried to think of a way of finding out but didn't come to a solution. So when our conversation was over, we went our separate ways. As soon as I stepped inside I began mentally slapping myself. "Self? What were you thinking?! You idiot! This delicious morsel placed herself at your disposal. Your wife is visiting her sister five hundred miles away! You could have brought her in here and enjoyed her all afternoon and into the night! Self, you are disgusting, despicable and an embarrassment to the male species." "Hold on there, Self, don't be so damned judgmental. First, I think she may be a teasing touch-me-not. Secondly, in this neighborhood there were probably six people watching our conversation and if she and I had walked together into the house we would have become the latest scandal in a six block area. Be real, Self." "Look dammit, Self... You should have just said somewhere in that fruitless conversation, 'I would like to lick you all over.' She would either run screaming into her own house or run into yours. You could have managed the gawky neighbor aspect with a bit of stage direction. But, of course, you would have to possess half a brain." And that is how I lost my self respect. Seriously, the incident caused a fantasy scenario in my mind which always ended in orgasmic screams and bodies sweating on each other. A week after this unconsummated encounter a much more fruitful event involving Jeri occurred. Cathy and I were watching TV in our basement family room when the front doorbell rang. I sprinted up the stairs and answered the door. As I opened the door, there was Jeri standing on the porch wearing nothing but an orange bikini. "Well, hello there!" I said with some difficulty since my groin had suddenly jumped to my throat. I opened the screen door and she walked in. I closed the main door behind her. There we stood inches apart for a moment. We were so close I could feel the heat of her skin. I pulled her to my belly with my hands behind her shapely hips. I moved my head toward hers and she reacted as if I were going to kiss her. Instead I was moving to whisper in her ear. "My wife is in the basement." At that moment Cathy's voice came from the basement, "Who was that?" she asked. "Come up; we have a guest," I answered nervously. Thousands of separate thoughts were instantly processing in my mind. This was such a surreal scene to me, what in the world would Cathy think? As Cathy entered the living room she smiled. "Well! our next door neighbor!" Cathy invited Jeri to have a seat on the couch and as I stood there in a state of shock and the two of them talked niceties and introduced each other. As the two of them talked my senses were fully occupied with Jeri's beautifully tanned body accented with the tiny orange bikini. Her blonde hair flowed down her back to her shoulder blades. I was trying to think what Jeri's intent was in showing up by surprise this way. Did she have some reason to believe I was home alone? Had she also been thinking about our recent encounter and what might have been? She obviously intended to get fucked and Cathy's presence seemed to foil that plan. But instead of politely leaving she sat on the couch relaxed and happily chatting with Cathy as I drooled helplessly onto my shirt. Cathy, too, seemed relaxed. I was uncomfortable standing there and excused myself momentarily. I walked down a hallway where, unseen, I could gawk at Jeri's terrific body. After a few minutes to catch my breath, I returned to the room and sat in a chair across from them. I tried to act as if everything was normal and as if my dick wasn't banging like a mad horse against the stable wall. I also tried Zen meditation to slow down my pounding heart. I had no drama training but felt like maybe I was artfully depicting the role of a sane person. Time was standing still so I don't know how long they chatted and I smiled trying to keep my eyeballs inside their sockets and my dick from shredding the crotch of my pants. Finally Cathy looked at me and said, "If you'll come with me to the kitchen, you could uncork a bottle of wine while I gather some snacks." "Yeah, sure!" I eagerly followed Cathy to the kitchen. As we gathered and prepared the goodies we had a brief, whispered conversation. "What's she doing here?" Cathy asked. "Hell-if-I-know,"I chuckled, "I think maybe she's a nymphomaniac on the prowl. "I have an evil idea," Cathy teased. "Well, I do like your evil ideas. What is it?" "Another threesome; our night with Clark in reverse. I really enjoyed Clark and you making hot love with me. This might be a return of the favor. This one's for you." "Wow," was the only thing I knew to say. We carried the wine and snack tray back into the living room and set them onto the coffee table. Cathy sat on the right side of the couch with a space between her and Jeri and she gestured me to sit in the space. As I sat down between them, my right hip was touching Jeri's hot skin and Cathy was pressed against my left. The three of us talked and snacked on cheese cubes, wheat crackers and white wine. As I was admiring Jeri's perfect summer tan and luscious legs, Cathy said, "Excuse me a moment. I'm going to find a bikini to put on," and she rose to walk back to our bedroom. Jeri placed her hand nonchalantly on my thigh and as she did I gave her a kiss. She responded with enthusiasm. Soon Cathy returned stark naked. "Couldn't find it." she said with a teasing tilt of her head as she smiled at me. Jeri stood up and said, "I'll let you borrow mine if you want," as she easily removed her orange bikini. "Well, I suppose I really don't need one," Cathy said jokingly. "Neither do I," Jeri responded as she tossed the teeny bikini over her shoulder onto the floor. Her curves were classically perfect. The tan skin had no white areas which made me think I should have been paying more attention to our neighbor's back yard where I had noticed a lounge lawn chair. They both sat back down, pressing their warm, smooth bodies against mine. "So what am I, chopped liver?" I wisecracked. "We'll take care of you," cooed Jeri as she began to pull up my t-shirt. As she was doing my shirt, Cathy moved quickly to my pants, unbuckling, unzipping and pulling them off my legs along with my briefs. I raised my arms as Jeri enthusiastically removed my shirt. I don't think I've ever gotten naked so quickly and so pleasantly. They sat back down and were both stoking my chest as Cathy turned and leaned to kiss me. Not to be outdone, Jeri did the same. Cathy put claim to the left side of my lips and mouth as Jeri occupied the right side. Their kisses included lots of wet licking. They also did some licking and kissing between the two of them. The way they were positioned as they were doing this, I was able to reach down their bodies and by turning my palms outward, stroke the upper part of their labia. I felt that both were pleasantly moist and hot. In this position I couldn't do any more than play with their uppermost folds but they seemed to enjoy it and their kisses served as an applause meter. I don't know if theirs had reached a 10 yet but I knew my meter had. Speaking of my meter, Cathy was beginning to stroke it slowly and gently. At the same time they both were alternating their kisses between me and themselves. I was experiencing a new dimension in Cathy I had not seen before. Being somewhat limited in what I was able to experience due to being nearly smothered in kisses, I voiced an opinion. "Maybe we should move to the bedroom." my suggestion gained immediate approval and we were hurrying down the hall hand-in-hand. There, lying neatly on the bed was Cathy's bikini. All three of us laughed. I pulled the bed blankets and top sheet off the bed. "Can you move the mirror?" Cathy asked me. We had a large framed mirror about six feet wide by four feet high that could be easily moved from the wall above a low dresser to a hook on the wall beside the bed. Cathy and I liked it there when making love on the bed. The bottom edge of the mirror was aligned with the top of the mattress and provided a nice view. Cathy lay across the bed with her feet toward the mirror and seemed to be checking the angle. Jeri crawled onto the mattress beside Cathy and kissed Cathy on the lips as her hand caressed Cathy's flat belly and pubic area. "Are you going to join us?" Cathy asked when her lips were free. "Oh, I know I will in due time. Right now, I'm satisfied with watching awhile " "Pervert." Cathy said insultingly. Jeri gave me an evil grin. Jeri's hand skillfully caressed and played with Cathy's lips and clitoris and Cathy was massaging Jeri's tits. The kisses were fast and enthusiastic. Then Jeri moved her kissing slowly down Cathy's body until she reached Cathy's moist pussy. Cathy scooted further up on the bed giving Jeri room to position herself on her stomach between Cathy's thighs and with her forearms under the thighs she began servicing Cathy's grinding torso. I stood alongside the bed transfixed with what I was experiencing. "You've done this before, Jeri?" I asked. "Not with a woman." she answered. "Me either," added Cathy. Jeri kept on working Cathy's pussy and clit with her tongue. Jeri's legs extended beyond the edge of the bed with the soles of her feet touching my thighs as I stood there gawking. Jeri's ass was round and firm and because her legs were not spread I could barely see her pussy. Finally, unable to stand it any longer, I separated her legs widely and got onto the bed between them to fuck her. She swiveled her hips upward to accommodate me. I started pumping her slowly. Her pussy, young and tight, was ready, juicy and hot. There is a pussy heat which is not so much about temperature as it is about a hot spiciness. It has always mystified me. Jeri now pulled her knees up under her so that her ass was more in the air and I continued to pound her and she responded with rhythmic, aggressive thrusts to roll with mine. The visual of this scene for me was maddening. Jeri was beautiful from any angle but her tanned back and flailing blonde hair was wild for me. Cathy's beauty extended above Jeri's head. Cathy's breasts were bobbing rhythmically to the beat of the sex drum. Her beautiful lips formed an open circle and her eyelids were closed and fluttering. Everyone's arousal was visually evident and it could also be smelled. In the case of Jeri eating Cathy, it was also being tasted. Like a perfect wine, all the senses were involved. Jeri moved upward over Cathy removing herself off my cock. She lay on top of Cathy and kissed her. She moved her hand back to motion me to re-enter. As I looked at this erotic sight I noticed something earth-shaking. Cathy's pussy and Jeri's were only a couple inches apart and in vertical alignment. I could fuck them both almost at once. I crawled forward and began fucking Cathy's first floor pussy for several minutes as Jeri's pussy, pressed against my belly, dribbled love cream onto me. Then I switched to the second floor. As I worked this double barreled magic box all our arousal levels were rising and resulting in some vocalizing. I used the levels of their moans and grunts to gauge who to fuck and for how long. The first one to lose control was Jeri. Her regular rhythmic counter thrusts were becoming jerky and spasmodic. Her voice also had dropped to deep within her and seemed to eminate from the middle of her torso or her soul or both. Cathy's lead-up to orgasm followed soon, surely triggered by Jeri's imminent orgasm. Things moved very fast after that and all three of our orgasms were about to burst through the dam. Jeri was first and she screamed hoarsely as she quivered and jerked at the waist. Then Cathy went stiff which always happens with her strongest orgasms. She makes some strange guttural sounds which would probably scare a medical professional but I knew were indications of a really good one for her. I felt the buildup and then the explosive eruptions of my own orgasm. I had pulled out of both of them and had inserted my cock between their pubic bones. My jizz squirted forcefully in the direction of their touching bellies. The explosive spasms emanating from the center of my soul and this unique pussy-like cavity formed by the lower torsos of two hot women were driving me mad. My pounding, squirting cock shot between their pubic areas and toward their bellies. When all three of us shot our wads we peeled apart and lay gasping. Hums of pleasure, deep breaths of satisfied exhaustion and moans involving the name of God created a symphony of satisfaction. Erotic aromas of body sweat, cum and female love juice wafted to our noses. I looked over to these two beautiful women lying on their backs catching their breath and saw that my sperm had coated both their bellies in a glistening icing. If I had any energy at that moment I would have eaten them like cupcakes. I looked down beyond my feet toward the wall and there was the mirror reflecting loyally but really not used. The soles of three pair of feet reflected back. After a time of relaxation and recovery, Cathy and I rolled inward toward Jeri who was in the middle. We both kissed her and I gently massaged her wet and tired pussy. She responded and as Cathy and I paid mellow attentions to her body we felt an almost imperceptible aftershock pass through her body as she hummed a pleasant and erotic tune of pleasure. "You know," I said softly, "I don't know what brought you here tonight but Cathy and I are glad you came - in all senses of the word, right Cathy?" "Oh yeah," Cathy purred. "I wanted to get fucked," smiled Jeri. "Is your itch scratched right and proper, Ma'am?" "I reckon," Jeri chuckled. Cathy told Jeri she was welcome to use our shower if she wished and Jeri took her up on the offer. Cathy and I went to the living room while Jeri showered. "So did you enjoy the evening as much as I enjoyed our evening with Clark?" "Oh yeah!" I answered with honest enthusiasm. "I think," Cathy continued, "Clark needs to meet Jeri." "Oh, more than that, honey, she needs to fuck the daylights out of him," I added. Jeri returned to the room in the orange bikini as semi naked as she had come. I didn't mention our plan with Clark but told Jeri how we could let her know we'd like to arrange another meeting without her family knowing. We decided we would place a flag stick near the head of their driveway and then, at her convenience, she could talk with us. A foursome night with Clark and Jeri would be coming soon. The Sales Clerk Seductions Ch. 03 This is the third part of a trilogy involving my wife and I enjoying threesomes with a younger male co-worker of hers and a young woman who lived next door. * Our adventures with other couples and threesomes are limited in number, and we honestly do not fit the classic definition of swingers but the adventures we have had have been memorable. Our experiences have centered around my obsession with my strawberry blonde wife who intrigues me with her natural beauty and her completely unintentional hotness. While some women are hot only after putting on a sexy dress, bikini or are totally naked, my wife Cathy makes me squirm even when she's in a pair of faded jeans and sweatshirt. Oddly, perhaps, I find it very exciting that she has the same effect on other men. She exudes a natural hotness one can taste in her presence. We're both a little kinky, I guess. Cathy's kinks often surprise me since in public she is prim and proper. Our experiences are not so much about her kinks as they are about her sense of adventure and willingness to experiment. My own kinks are numerous and varied. To a point, I am a foot fetishist specializing in shapely soles with crinkles. I also love watching and being watched. Our night with Clark, a department store associate of Cathy's and the night with Jeri, the 20 year old blonde who lived next door satisfied most of our kinks and I think even introduced a couple new ones to Cathy's menu. After evenings with Clark and Jeri individually we knew we had to put them together for a foursome. Not long after our erotic evening with Jeri we set arrangements into motion. We had a signal arranged for Jeri because she lived with her older sister and was doing all this on the sly. I placed a little lawn flag near the end of their driveway at the edge of our yard. This was the signal for her to come and talk with us about arranging a date. We did not tell her we were inviting anyone else so Clark would be a surprise. Jeri did tell us of a Friday night she would be alone and could come out to play. Once we had a date from Jeri, Cathy checked with Clark to see if he could come. Being a single guy with few obligations, it was easier to synchronize with him. He didn't know about Jeri either. His intense obsession with Cathy was enough to motivate him. Once we had both of them slated, Cathy and I began planning the dinner and the evening's general structure. Friday night Jeri arrived first. This time she was not in an orange bikini like the first time she showed up at our door by surprise. In a black skirt and a button-up blouse she looked like a lady, albeit a hot lady. Not long after Jeri arrived, Clark arrived dressed in his usual business casual. His blonde hair and dark-rimmed glasses and his school boy face made him look like the marketing student he was. As soon as he arrived he noticed Jeri sitting there and it took him a moment to realize what was going on, but when he did he was obviously pleased. Jeri, surprised as well, gave Cathy and me quizzical looks and then smiled. She got it too. We provided the introductions and sat and talked awhile before having dinner. During dinner there was a lot of conversation and everyone seemed relaxed. I noticed Clark and Jeri subtly check each other out and both seemed pleased with the merchandise. They both sensed they would be spending some quality time together soon. After dinner we all picked up dinnerware and loaded the dishwasher before moving to the living room. We invited Clark and Jeri to sit together on the couch and we sat in chairs across from them. The conversation continued and became more and more animated. Along with being oversexed Jeri can evidently be the initiator. As we talked I noticed that the hem of her skirt inched up as she crossed her shapely, tanned legs. Her fingers were discreetly raising it up her thigh I was wondering if she was wearing panties. I couldn't tell since her legs were crossed. Her arm rested on the back of the sofa so that her hand was behind Clark. He noticed it all. "Would everyone like some quiet background music?" I asked. Everyone agreed that would be nice. "Put on the Sax Seductions one. I love that," Cathy added. After starting the stereo with the volume low enough to allow easy conversation but live enough to let the saxophonist seduce, Jeri asked Clark to dance. Clark smiled broadly and they rose and danced to the slow music. Clark placed his hands on Jeri's shapely ass and I could see Jeri responding with pressure on Clark's groin as they slowly swayed. Not to be outdone, Cathy and I stood to dance as well. We kissed and danced and I could feel Cathy doing her little swivel-hip movement to the beat. Clark and Jeri were quietly kissing as well and we all slow danced through several tracks. The rising heat was quite obvious. Quiet and soft words and faint moans accompanied the saxophone and the sounds of kissing. "What say we all move down the hallway," I suggested, "and we have two bedrooms we could relax in. I'll leave the stereo on." "That sounds perfect," Clark added. The four of us moved to the end of the hallway and I invited Clark and Jeri to the master bedroom on the left and Cathy and I would use the guest bedroom on the right. "We'll leave the doors open to insure the total lack of privacy and to allow anyone to be a voyeur who wants to," I said. "Oh, you two are so thoughtful and considerate," Jeri said chuckling. In the master bedroom I had placed the large wall mirror next to the bed for their enjoyment. Cathy and I entered the guest bedroom and stood in an embrace kissing and fondling. Sounds from the other room were those of buttons popping, zippers whizzing and the soft falls of clothing landing on the floor. "I think we done good in the matchmaking category," I said quietly to Cathy. "Shut up and strip me naked and lick me all over," Cathy purred. My hands had no trouble with the zipper on the back of her slacks and the palms of my hands lowered the waist enough to feel the warm flesh of the pear-shaped ass that drives me crazy. I lingered there loving every square inch of that soft skin as her hands rose to lift my shirt without unbuttoning. Then she lifted her own blouse high enough for our bare tummies to rub. She has a lot of erogenous zones and her flat little belly is one of them. From the other bedroom I could hear the bed squeak slowly and gently to the continuing beat of the saxophonist. "Hold that thought, Honey, I want to peek," I said. "Me too," added Cathy. We looked into the room and they were naked on the mattress engaging in foreplay. Clark's hands were lightly exploring and enjoying Jeri's curves. We returned to our room and lay down on the bed still clothed. I gently unbuttoned Cathy's blouse as I savored the kisses of her wet mouth and soft, seductive lips. Without removing the opened blouse I flickered my tongue down her chin and neck. Cathy lifted off the bed to remove her blouse and when she lay back down I was tasting her perfectly shaped and proportioned breasts. Her nipples were erect and I knew her pussy was already wet because I could smell the faint and pleasant perfume of her even through her slacks. I slowly moved my flicking tongue toward that appetizing aroma like a hungry man lured to the kitchen. The squeaking bed springs in the adjoining room were a tad more noisy now and had a slow, regular tempo like a tango. For a split second my mind tried to imagine that scenario but Cathy's flat belly, cute navel and lustful aroma shut that thought down in a flash. My tongue flitted across under the edge of her waistband. Although her zipper was open it was in the back and the waistband was still taut in the front. But there's something kinky special about running one's tongue between a waistband and the sweet, warm skin of a beautiful belly. Cathy also loves being teased in that area for an extended time until her torso begins its seductive Moroccan dance. When the gyrating dance began, a quick tug of the waistband loosened it and while still licking I began pulling her slacks down. She lifted her butt for the slacks to pass by her ass and I stood to slowly remove them and her panties down her thighs. I leaned down as I did this in order to play my tongue on her legs as I tantalized myself with slowness. I lifted her legs and moved the black slacks beyond her knees and down her calves. Before taking them off her legs I removed her black flats from her size seven soles I find so irresistible. Removing the pants I had to linger to worship the hills, valleys and dune-like crinkles of the bottoms of her feet. She is slightly ticklish on her soles which drives me nuts when she squirms. Then I have to stop or I've got a giggler on my hands. Her delicious body, now naked, glowed in the low light and I moved in now for the feast I had been wanting to consume. As my tongue entered her spicy hot entreé and I began rolling her appetizing grape between my lips and teeth. I've had plenty of exciting meals before but rarely had a meal get excited itself except for this one luscious delicacy. My meal was squirming, gushing its own white wine and as I looked up beyond the light orange forest I could see the rolling plain and the low, bobbing jelly mountains reacting to the quaking tremors. Cathy's lovely sex song and dance was beginning. Not that I cared too much at the moment, but the sounds coming from the other room combined the noises of a construction crew and a zoo. Cathy's body was in third gear and would soon shift into overdrive. Her hands shakily guided my head toward her lips, her signal that she wanted me to slide up and fuck her silly. As I entered her she almost sucked me in as she used both her hands and feet to jam me deep and fast. Her soaking wet pussy spurted sucking sounds as I pounded her into the mattress. The bed was rocking and knocking and I could hear the frame legs doing a tap dance on the hardwood floor. Cathy's pretty peach colored lips were now distorted into a vertical oval. Her eyelids fluttered and when they were slightly open I could see her pupils were sightless, turned up toward her forehead and crossed. Her raspy vocalizations were coming from deep down inside her soul. Her regular, forceful hip thrusts had become jerky and uncontrolled. Then she erupted and with an initial jerk she went stiff from head to toe as her thrusts suddenly became spasms not unlike someone touching a live electric wire. Then my own loins stiffened and my thrusts stopped as my orgasm rose to forcefully pound into Cathy's back wall. "Oh...oooh....nnnnnnggggggg...," Cathy exploded. As my lower back jerked in spasm my orgasm exploded and I invoked the name of the Diety. From the doorway of the room came the applause, cheers whistles and foot stomping of two naked people with jizz juice smeared artlessly over their midsections. We grinned at them perhaps with a look of exhaustion. "Time to change partners," Clark suggested softly. I kissed Cathy on the lips and rose from her. As Clark lay down next to Cathy and kissed her tenderly I again saw his obsession with her shining in his eyes. I turned to face Jeri and we both smiled and embraced. My slippery hardon glided on her slippery tummy. "Break a leg," joked Cathy. "Full steam ahead," I countered. I walked Jeri to the master bedroom and we embraced in a kiss before lying down on the bed. Jeri's tongue was artful and fast. From the taste of her kiss I knew I was tasting Clark's cum. We lay down on the side of the bed closest to the six foot wide mirror. Jeri's curves were more exaggerated than Cathy's. Cathy is more petite. Jeri, while not large at all, was just a different body type and was a wonderful new land for exploration. Cathy has the fairer skin of a natural strawberry blonde. Jeri looked like a Coppertone ad model. How lucky am I this fortunate day. Jackpot. Ka-ching! Jeri and I were both lying on our left sides facing the mirror. I lay behind her with my cock nestled between the globes of her ass. I smiled at her in the reflection and while returning the smile she rolled toward me, rose onto hands and knees and rotated herself into a 69 position over me. The lovely ass I had admired from a distance before our first time together was now on my face. My mouth was at her pussy and I began eating her as she began licking and lip gliding my premoistened cock which was going to need her help to get my guy standing tall and proud. She showed both talent and experience so I was giving her my best tongue techniques in thanks. "Damn, your tongue is good," she purred. "Thanks, but your mouth has plenty going for it too." She added a vibrating hum which was sending electricity through me and beginning to bring Little Guy back to life. I could hear Cathy's cum song beginning in the next room. This position with Jeri was driving me nuts. Her beautiful tanned ass on my nose, the unique taste and aroma of her, the swelling of her labia and clit were driving all my senses into a state of euphoria. Her feet were tucked into my sensitive armpits and the texture of her soles on my skin was arousing me even more. I could tell I wasn't ready to cum anytime soon but my dick was frozen into a permanent state of hardness that I knew wouldn't go away for a couple days. So I concentrated on bringing her to orgasm and licking inside and outside her sweet twat and titillating her engorged clitoris. As she ground and gyrated on my tongue her orgasm happened suddenly and without warning. Her mouth left my dick and she started to scream hoarsely. She had body spasms all over the place. This is the moment I love to fuck a woman, when she is three quarters unconscious in ecstasy - it they can take it. Sometimes they can't stand it during the spasms but I always give it a shot. I extracted myself from under her, leaving her ass in the air and her top half writhing on the mattress. I quickly took her from behind and she went into an extended string of orgastic fits. She raised up onto her arms and shook violently all over as we fucked doggie style. "Oh my GAWWWWWDDD," she croaked, and I kept screwing her fast and violently. Our bodies slamming together made a fast tempo cracking sound like a whip. Her ass globes rippled in shock waves. It drove me over the edge and I hollered louder than I had in awhile. Jeri fell flat onto the mattress and I dropped as if dead on top of her. The sweat was profuse on our skin and the sliminess felt so good. When my eyes opened Cathy and Clark were in the room and Cathy's face was in front of me smiling and planting a careful kiss on my sweaty face. "You beast," she whispered. "You red-headed vixen," I teased back. "He's evil," Jeri added. "We're all evil and doomed to an eternity of sex and degradation," joked Clark. "Hot DAMN!" I added. "Let's start eternity right now." "Not one of us has the energy," Cathy wisely and accurately observed. "Here, here," voted Clark. Jeri turned her head toward me and smiled, "Not even you, Beast." "And the Beast sayeth,'Let us sleep anon.'" "And the faithful chorus singeth, 'Amen'," quoth Clark. We all lay exhausted and sweaty, connected with hands on skin. None of us moved until the sun rose over the horizon and peered voyeuristically into the window.