0 comments/ 161705 views/ 4 favorites Togetherness By: CasperWho323 It was after mid-night when I pulled up to the curb in front of my home. I could see my son's motor cycle parked in the drive way ahead of my daughters white Mustang. I did not recognize the pickup truck parked behind my daughter's car. Just twenty hours ago I had been on my way to the islands for a three day romp with Charlie. I met him a few months ago and we had found much in common including an interest in erotic sex. But before we arrived we had a fight and I caught the first flight back to the states. I grabbed my over night bag and walked up to the darken house. I did not see a light on any where in the house. Sheri is twenty and works at the Dinner down town. Dennis works as a Real estate agent. Both still live at home and I do enjoy there company. My husband died five years ago and Charlie was my second lover since becoming a window. Neither was a really satisfactory lover. So here I was coming home early from what was to have been a few days of sun, fun and sex. I had hardly crossed the living room when I heard voices from up stairs. By the time I was at the top of the stairs I knew what I as hearing were sound of my daughter enjoying sex. The grunts and moans were those of true joy not pain. The "Oh, Baby, Oh baby" were from a voice I did not know. I went to my room and stared to close the door after all my daughter was twenty and old enough to do as she pleased. But then I had my son's voice "Come on Sheri suck my cock." I froze in my tracks. What the hell was going on here? Was my daughter having sex with my son and another boy at the same time? I had to see what was going on so I removed my shoes and tip toed to the partly opened door down the hall. There was a night light on and I could see well enough to see my daughter on the bed between two boys. Dennis was standing on the floor facing the bed. Sheri was on her hands and knees across the bed. The other boy was behind her holding her by the hips and screwing her from the rear. Dennis had her by the head as Sheri held his cock in her mouth. My God what a magnificent sight. I was stunned and strangely excited by this all at the same time. I wondered how long Dennis had been screwing his younger sister. Also how long she had been enjoying sex with two partners. I had always enjoyed sex and in college I had my share of men but never two at a time. In twenty five years of marriage I had screwed around twice on my husband. But with only one man at a time. Sheri was really enjoying these two and I could tell they were too. I did not know what to do so I stood there watching like a voyeur. Even in the dim light I could see Dennis was well hung and Sheri had a mouth full. I could not see the size of the other boy but I could tell Sheri was having the time of her life. Just about then the boy behind Sheri yelled and jerked wildly he was cumming in Sheri. Dennis took his cue from him and he started to climax as well. Sheri wiggled and I think she would have screamed for joy if it were not to her brother's cock in her mouth. I had of course read stories of threesomes and I had even once seen it in a video but up until this moment I had never thought much about it. But I was turned on by watching and the feeling I had was one of wanting to feel what my daughter was feeling at that moment. I had always loved sex and to feel two cocks in me at once would I thought be a wild and exciting thrill. It sure was something to think about. I was still watching as Sheri let Dennis's cock slip from her mouth and the other boy pulled back from her. I saw then that he was also well hung and his cock was very thick. Sheri fell on the bed rolling on her back "Oh that was great guys. I loved it." Dennis laid down beside Sheri and the boy Ted laid on the other side. I watched as Sheri took both cocks in her hands and massaged them. I was hot, excited and feeling very needy. I backed away slowly and went to my bedroom. I stripped naked and laying on my bed I started to masturbate. I closed my eyes and thought of what I had just seen. Then it came to me. If Dennis likes to screw his sister maybe he would like to screw his mother too. After all I am only forty six. I am a healthy woman and I still have a pretty good figure. My tits and ass are not what they were once were of course. But I still get the eye from men. I had both knees pulled up and wide apart as I rubbed my clitoris. Damn that did feel good. I let my mind fill up with other days and nights when I had some really great sex. I had from the very first enjoyed oral sex. In college I had sucked off a lot of guys just for the fun of it. I had enjoyed anal sex too. But my husband had only taken me anally a few time in all our years together. But as I rubbed my clitoris I slipped a hand under my ass and fingered my ass as well. With out knowing it I must have made some noise. The next thing I knew my door flew open and the light came on. There stood Dennis sill naked with a baseball bat in his hand. "Holy shit its' Mom." He called back over his shoulder to his sister and friend. "Mom what the fuck are you doing home?" He asked me. Then he took a good look and saw what I was engaged in doing. He lowered the bat and came closer to the bed. I was locked eye to eye with my naked son. He was smiling down at his naked mother too. "Oh Dennis, I, well I" I could not speak my words just would not come out. But Dennis just stood there smiling and moving nearer the bed. He reached over and put his hand over my hand. He moved my hand so that I was still rubbing my clitoris. Then he pulled my hand away and had me take his cock in my hand. As I did I felt his wonderful cock jerk and start to swell to full size. Dennis put his hand on my pussy rubbing my clitoris. Sheri and her friend moved around the other side of the bed. Sheri said. " Mom I want you to meet my friend Ted. Ted this naked lady holding her son's cock is my mother Margo." "Hi beautiful lady, nice tits. Here hold my cock too!" Ted said as he took my other hand and placed it on his now hard cock. So there I was lying naked between two young men holding a hard cock in each hand. I did not feel the least bit embarrassed looking up into their handsome faces. Sheri got up on the edge of the bed and kneeled next to me. "Mom I think you are going to have a wonderful time." she said. Sheri replaced Dennis's hand on my pussy slipping a finger into me. This startled me but it felt good. Ted still standing on the floor next to the bed leaned over so his cock was close to my face. I did not hesitate I opened my mouth and took the head of his cock into my mouth. Dennis said. " Holy shit, look at this my mother sucking my buddies fucking cock and getting finger fucked by her daughter. Mom, I think I want to fuck you." With this Dennis moved over me and hooking one leg lifted my hips up to meet his downward thrust. His cock found my cunt a willing receptor and accepted his cock to the hilt with out any resistance. The feel of my son's fine cock in me aroused me to a height I had not felt since I was a girl. Ted moved back so he and Sheri could watch. The idea of my son fucking me and my daughter watching sent a thrill through my body like none I had ever felt before. I screamed and thrust my hip up to meet Dennis's driving force. He pounded me hard driving his cock deep and touching everything just the way I liked it. Ted had his arm around Sheri and was twisting her nipple between his fingers in time with Dennis's movements. Sheri screamed at Dennis " Fuck her Dennis, fuck the whore fuck her good." Sheri was fingering her own pussy and getting very excited watching her brother fuck me. It came up from way down inside me a rush of emotions I could not stop even if I wanted to. I let out a scream and felt the climax of my life burst forth. I arched my back and felt the juices of a life time spray out of me like I was taking a piss. I felt it run down between my legs and wash over my tiny ass hole. Dennis lifted his shoulders up and with his cock buried to the hilt in me I felt a warm fluid fill my cavity. My son was cumming in me. My son was fucking me to a climax and he was filing me with hot sweet juicy cum. I reached up and pulled Dennis down to me and kissed him hard on the mouth. Our tongues danced wildly together and he twisted his mouth all over my own. Dennis had hardly moved off me when Sheri got between my legs and placed her mouth on my wide open pussy. She sucked and licked both fluids from me and all the while she had a finger titillating my tiny ass hole. Ted got up on the bed behind Sheri and I felt her jerk as he once again rammed his thick cock into her from the rear. This drove Sheri wild as she licked and sucked like a crazy woman. I had engaged in lesbian sex once or twice in college and had not found it to me my thing. I was a cock lover but this was wonderful and it quickly drove me wild. I wiggled and bounced my ass up of the bed. I grabbed her by the hair and screamed at her " Baby, oh my Baby lick me suck me Baby. Lick your mommy." I gave up another climax almost as quickly as I had the first time. Sheri rolled off to one side as Ted again filled her pussy with a load of hot sperm. It was twenty minutes later as I emerged from the shower when Ted came to my side with a fluffy white towel. He rubbed my back and belly. He then wiped the water off my breasts and from between my legs. He stood tall and pulled me to him. We kissed and his hand replaced the towel on my breasts. " I love a woman with big tits." He whispered. I took his fully hard cock in my hand and said. " I love a man with a wonderful hard cock too." We laugher as he moved me back toward the bed. He said, " Margo you started something a while ago. Now I want you to finish it." We turned and fell on the bed with me on top of Ted. He kissed me and pushed my head south. I kissed down her muscular body till I came to his thick hard cock. I took a long look at it, took it in hand and forced the foreskin well back so the bulbous head was exposed. Wetting my lips for Ted to see I opened my mouth slowly and wide. I let his cock slide into my mouth with only the tip of my tongue touching it. After his cock was well back in my mouth I closed my mouth around it and let my tongue play with the large head. "Wow that is great. You're a better cocksucker than Sheri." He said as he let his head fall back and his eyes go closed. As I tasted his sweet juices it reminded me of days gone by. I sucked and let my mouth enjoy his smooth skin. Working my magic I brought him to a climax in no time at all. It was sweet and wonderful to know I could still suck a man off and turn him on so. Maybe being my age was not so bad after all. I rose and went back into the bathroom to brush my teeth. I wondered where my son and daughter were so I went looking. I saw the bedroom door standing open to my son's room I head voices as I approached. "Well was Mom a good fuck?" Sheri was asking Dennis. "I loved it and yes she is a great fuck. I hope now we can all get it on any time we want. Maybe Mom will lick your cum filled pussy as you did her." Dennis answered her. Ted came up behind me and slipped his arm around my waist and pushed us both into the room. "Well kids your Mom just gave me the best cocksucking of my life." Ted mused. Dennis was sitting up in bed and Sheri was lying across the end of the bed. Both were naked as were Ted and I. Dennis got up and walked to me taking me in his arms he kissed me for a long time. I returned his kiss and let my hand drop to his wonderful cock. It hung limp and yet it felt full and muscular. "Mom; Sheri was just wondering if you were going to join us now when ever we wanted to have sex. We really want to have you join us in a togetherness that only a truly loving family can share and enjoy." Dennis asked me. I told him it was wonderful that both my children loved me enough to have sex with me and wanted me to join them for what ever they wanted to do. Ted spoke up and said, "I could not help noticed that Margo seemed to enjoy having her ass played with while Sheri was giving her cunt a licking." As his words reached Dennis's ears his cock jumped in my hand and I knew what he was thinking. I squeezed his cock hard and told him I was not opposed to a little anal sex at times. His cock jerked and started to grow hard. It felt wonderful in my hand and I worked it back and forth to help it grow to full size. Sheri said she wanted to see me take a cock in my ass and that Dennis should be first since he was my ever loving son and Ted could fuck me in the ass second. Then she said "Mom would you liked to lick these wonderful boys cum from my cunt as you get a stiff dick up your fucking ass?" I was surprised at the way my daughter was talking but under the circumstances and in this place and time I guess it was appropriate to talk dirty. I walked to Sheri and caressed her head in my hands and told her I thought she was the most loving daughter any mother could have and if she wanted me to give her the pleasure of oral sex I would love to do it. We sat hugging and kissing and Sheri started to cry. It was a love type crying and I also started to cry. This was a family of Togetherness like none other I have ever heard of and I loved it and wanted more of it. Togetherness Karen examined herself in the full-length mirror. Considering she had just turned 40 she was very pleased with how things looked. Her breasts were still firm and jiggled somewhat, her skin wasn't yet showing signs of all those summers spent getting a deep tan, only an occasional grey hair peeked out from her light strawberry hair and to top things off, her butt wasn't sagging. She laughed out loud at that last thought. Of all the things she had to be happy for she was most happy that she didn't have a sagging ass. How silly was that? Twisting her body slightly so she could look one last time at all areas of her figure in the mirror she turned on the balls of her feet and practically skipped to her bureau where she grabbed a bottle of her 'special' perfume. Holding the glass bottle at arms length and pointed slightly upwards, she gave a firm press of the button. Taking three steps forward she walked into the mist, letting the fragrant particles fall onto her nude body. As the tiny drops alighted on her breasts she felt an instant cooling sensation which aroused her nipples. She held this position, arms back, breasts forward, for just a moment until the feeling passed. She sighed as her pulse settled down and put the bottle back in its place. She had been planning this evening for weeks, careful not to let her husband know what she had in store. Fortunately one of her single, and younger, coworkers had helped her accumulate what she wanted. Deb had been more than happy to assist in this deception. She had even been gracious enough to order everything on her credit card and have the goods delivered to her house. Karen, to keep her husband in the dark, repaid Deb in cash and helped her out when she could at work. She even got a few pointers on how to proceed during the event. Now that she had taken care of the first part she walked to the bed and looked down at the few pieces of clothing lying there. Butterflies started to jump in her stomach and were quickly followed by involuntary giggles. She felt like she was back in high school, giddy with excitement. She still had an hour before Steve came home so she didn't have to hurry. She had spent the whole day at home preparing the house, strategically placing candles about the living room and ensuring that everything was just so. Steve thought she had gone to work like normal but she had waited up the street until she saw him leave before returning home and arranging everything. After she had prepared the house she had done some work on herself as well. Taking a pointer from Deb she had taken a long, hot shower and after applying lotion to her skin had taken out a pair of small sewing scissors and carefully trimmed her pubic hair. After trimming she took out an electric razor she had purchased and shaved off all her hair except for a wide trail which led straight to her pussy. She had debated about going completely bald but felt that the sight of a nude pubic region on a woman her age might turn her husband off. Deb had told her to go for it but as she was already moving out of her normal routine so she didn't want to push things. Reaching down she picked up the first item she had ordered; a pair of black, lace silk panties. She had spent time looking on the internet for just the right ones. When she found what she wanted she had emailed the link to Deb who ordered them for her. Practically see-through, they sat high on her hips and dove down in a V-shape between her legs. The back was not the thong back that Deb had suggested but one which covered half of her asscheeks while still offering a tantalizing view of what was there. As she pulled the pair on she felt a small tingle of electricity run up her legs as the supremely soft material caressed her legs before nestling into position. Karen ran her hand over the front and back to smooth everything out before she continued. She sat down on the edge of the bed and picked up the next item; a pair of sheer silk stockings. No, not stockings, what were they called she pondered. Her giddiness was affecting her thought process. All she could think about was the evening to come. Looking at the package she read the words 'stay up' and laughed. The answer had been in front of her the whole time. With a reverence similar to that of handling a priceless work of art she removed the individual pieces from the package and laid them out on the bed. She checked her nails one more time to make sure they weren't chipped before taking the first piece of hosiery and rolling the top down until it met the toe. Then, in a slow and deliberate manner, she unrolled the material up her leg. Coming from the old school, Karen had always worn pantyhose. Not that she hadn't thought about wearing stockings with a garter like all the women on tv seemed to wear. She had just never gotten around to doing so, even when she and Steve had dated. Now, as the last of the gossamer-like hose covered her leg she wondered why she hadn't done this sooner. She lifted her leg slightly and extended it so she could run her hands up and down it to check for fit and smoothness. She admired how the nearly invisible material gave her leg just a hint of color yet felt like she wasn't wearing anything. Adjusting the wide lace band which sat high up her thigh she felt that tingling of electricity running up her leg again. Taking a deep breath she repeated the procedure on the other leg. Now, for the final piece. Standing up, Karen reached for the black dress and stepped into it, lifting it into position. Sliding it over her hips she took hold of the thin strap and placed it over her head and onto the back of her neck. She adjusted the position of her breasts before twisting her body left and right so the dress fell into place. Kneeling down she pulled a box from under the bed and lifted out a pair of black heels. Slipping the shoes onto her feet she walked to the mirror to examine the final product. Not bad. The dress was snug on her upper body but loosened as it neared her hips. The hemline was a handwidth above her knees, showing off her legs which looked even longer now that she was in heels. The halter top exposed her arms and shoulders which she knew Steve would love. He always liked kissing her on the shoulders while standig behind her. The back of the dress came to just below her shoulder blades. Sexy enough to show off some skin but still appropriate enough to look elegant. Her short hairstyle exposed her neck which seemed even more elongated as it joined her exposed back. Without warning she heard the lock of the front door being opened. Panicking she quickly closed the bedroom door. She hadn't expected Steve home this early. Glancing at the clock she saw he was half an hour early! He was never early. She waited, listening as Steve closed the front door. She heard his footsteps on the tile floor before they disappeared as he walked onto the carpet in the living room. "Steve?" she asked. Her heart was pounding both from the unexpected turn of events and the realization that her weeks of planning were almost about to happen. "Yeah, it's me," Steve replied. "Where are you? I thought you wanted to go out tonight?" "I'm finishing getting ready," Karen replied as calmly as she could. She stood right behind the bedroom door, holding it shut. "How long do we have?" Steve asked. He had been kept in the dark as to where they were going to eat and had long ago learned not to question things when his wife made arrangements. Having one less thing to worry about sat well with him as his normal work routine consisted of nothing but making decisions. They made a good couple. Each contributed something to the relationship without overpowering the other. "We still have time. Why don't you get a shower. I'll be ready before you're done." "Sure, why not. Let me get out of this stuff and I'll make it a quick one." Oh crap. She heard his shoes on the wood floor in the hallway leading to the bedroom. Dashing into the bathroom attached to the bedroom she closed the door and locked it. She had thought he'd leave his suit coat on the sofa and change in the main bathroom but instead he was coming this way. She waited while he undressed and didn't come out until she heard the shower running. Stepping as quickly as she could in the heels she grabbed her black purse off the bureau and made for the living room to do one last check. Above the fireplace, on the mantle, she had placed three large candles. On the table next to the sofa was another large candle and on the coffee table was still another. Five candles. As she looked around at the dimensions of the room she hoped they would be enough. She heard the shower turn off and walked into the kitchen so he wouldn't see her when he went into the bedroom. She waited patiently as he went through his routine and didn't move until she heard Steve coming back down the hallway towards the living room. As he came into view she stepped forward so the sound of her heels on the tile floor caught his attention. Like a deer in the headlights Steve came to a halt, his eyes wide, his mouth falling open. The late afternoon light streaming through a break in the curtains of the front window was bathing Karen in a beam of light which seemed to be destined only for her. "What?" she coyly asked, knowing full well why he was staring. "Have I ever told you how beautiful you are?" Steve rhetorically asked. Karen laughed in that style which was hers, appreciateive of the comment and yet slightly embarassed by it. "You're just saying that," she taunted. "No, I'm not. You are absolutely gorgeous." Pausing a moment to take in the sight of his lovely wife he continued, "Shall we?" Extending his elbow for her to take, Karen walked over and tucked her arm into his before the two of them left for dinner. She knew she had chosen the correct dress for the evening. Whenever he had the chance Steve would take his right hand off the steering wheel and lay it on her knee which was always exposed as was part of her thigh. Everytime he rubbed the silk material she felt a surge of excitement run up her leg, causing her to become aroused each time the act was repeated. Sometimes Steve's hand would stray a bit under the hem of the dress and he would use his finger to rub the inside of her thigh. It was hard not to squirm with delight when he did this but she would grip the door handle with her right hand while gently taking his hand in her left hand and holding it tight until he had to put it back on the steering wheel. She wished she could let him continue with his toying but she had other plans. The ride to the restaurant took only twenty minutes but it seemed too short a time for Karen. Between the delight of Steve playing with her and the knowledge of what she had planned for the evening the trip was over before it started. She had requested a table outside and off to the side so she and Steve could act like school kids without interrupting anyone elses dinner. The dinner proceeded like most other dinners; the waiter pretending they were the most important people on the planet and they pretending that he actually cared. Steve did order a bottle of wine and the first glass she was poured was emptied in a short time. She needed to calm herself and resorted to the only method at hand. By the end of the meal the effects of the half bottle of wine she had consumed were making their presence known. She still felt giddy but this was due to the wine and not the excitement of the evenings plans. Fortunately she didn't stumble in her heels when they left the restaurant and once in the car she asked that the windows be rolled down. The cool evening air rushing into the car felt wonderful as the warmth from the wine coursed through her body. She laid her head back onto the seat and soon felt Steves hand on her knee and then under the hem of her dress. This time she didn't stop him. She let him rub her inner thigh, delighting in the feeling of him being so close to her. She could feel herself becoming aroused. The heat between her legs grew with every touch of her husbands finger on her leg. She sat a bit lower in the seat to allow Steve to work his hand further up her thigh and spread her legs slightly. While the position was a bit awkward Steve obliged and his hand pushed back the hem of her dress, exposing even more of her leg. As his hand inched its way ever higher she suddenly realized she couldn't let him go any higher. She couldn't let him know, not yet at least, what she had on underneath. With a start she grabbed his hand and sat upright in the seat. "What's the matter," Steve asked, somewhat taken aback by her sudden change of attitude. "Nothing. I just felt that that's enough for now. We have all night to play," she cooed. Steve accepted that answer. He was like that. When it came to work he wouldn't take no for answer but when it came to his wife he had too much love and respect to do anything she didn't want to do. Which is why she loved him so and hoped this evening would bring them even closer together. The ride home seemed to take forever. Why was that? She desperately wanted to be in a more comfortable place and pick up where they had left off but time seemed to drag. Finally they pulled into their driveway and parked in front of the garage where her car was. Climbing out of the car Steve waited while Karen came around to him and placed his hand on her exposed back to guide her towards the door while giving her shoulder a light kiss. For a second the feel of his warm hand on her back offered a sharp contrast to her skin which had cooled down on the ride home. She closed her eyes and felt the warmth work its way through her body before she accepted the guidance and the two entered their home. "Why don't you have a seat on the sofa," Karen said once they were inside and had turned on just the living room lights. "I think we still have some wine in the refrigerator if you want to open a bottle." "Another bottle?" Steve asked. "If I didn't know any better I'd think you were trying to get me drunk so you can have your way with me," he joked. "Now would I do that?" she asked over her shoulder as she walked down the hallway to the bedroom. Steve watched his wifes hips move from side to side, the sight livening his spirits. Steve didn't reply but removed his coat and laid it on the kitchen table before loosening his tie and seeing if there was a bottle of wine he could open. Finding a pale red from a local winery which he knew she loved, Steve deftly opened the bottle and poured a glass for each of them. Taking the glasses he placed hers on the coffee table before he sat down on the sofa and started sipping his drink. Karen appeared a short time later and as she came down the hallway she dimmed the living room lights. She slowly walked over to Steve, in a manner she had picked up from Deb, her hips swaying gently with each step, one foot in front of the other, and took up her drink. Taking a sip she sat down in Steves lap, her left arm hooked around his neck and resting on the top of the sofa. "My my, aren't we feeling a bit frisky tonight?" Steve asked, wrapping his right arm around her waist and pulling her closer. "I can't be frisky?" Karen replied, her lips forming a pout. "Of course you can. I wouldn't have it any other way," Steve said in that knowing way he had before taking another sip of his drink. Reaching behind her, Karen laid her drink on the end table, gave Steve a quick kiss and got up. As she did she wiggled her hips in his lap, giving him an added bonus. She walked over to the fireplace and took up the pack of matches she had previously laid there and struck one, the light flaring briefly before settling down to a steady orange flame. Using this one match Karen lit each of the candles on the mantle before she had to extinguish it. She then turned off the lights before striking another match and lighting the candle on the coffee table and the one on the end table. Now the room was filled with a lustrous orange glow as the flames from each candle mixed with one another. Laying the book of matches down she walked back towards the bedroom. "Um, where are you going?" Steve asked, somewhat confused as to what she was doing. "Close your eyes," she said. "Don't open them until I tell you." Without questioning why Steve did as he was told, taking another drink from his glass. He heard Karens heels clicking on the wood hallway floor before she entered the bedroom and then nothing. Confused, he took another drink then heard her coming back down the hallway. "Open your eyes," he heard her say softly. Doing as he was told Steve opened his eyes and beheld a figure of beauty. There, standing just a few feet from him was his wife wearing only her panties, stockings and heels. The light from the candles accentuated her hair and made her skin seem as if it were poured cream. Unable to form any coherent sentence Steve simply stared at this goddess. Taking his lack of words as her cue Karen slowly walked across the carpet, hands behind her back so her breasts stood out, her hips swaying in that mesmerizing manner that women can do. She stopped a foot away from him and knelt, spreading his legs so she could rest her arms on his thighs and looked into his eyes. Without a word Steve leaned forward and placed his glass on the coffee table before taking his wifes face in his hands and kissing her. Their juices mixed as each found one another, pulses beating in time to the other. The smell of her perfume mixed with his own masculine smell aroused her and she spread her legs slightly to release some of the heat she could feel building between her legs. Karen moved her hand up to Steves lap and felt him hardening. She squeezed gently and then backed away, disengaging from his kiss. Pushing him away so his back was against the sofa cushion she found the zipper to his pants and in a slow, deliberate manner unzipped him. Reaching her hand inside the flap she felt his member pushing against his underwear and realized she wouldn't be able to release him in this condition. She grabbed his belt and undid his buckle before opening his pants. Now she reached inside and pulling his nearly erect cock into view she looked into his eyes before she ran her tongue down the underside. Steve gave a sharp inhale as the sensation of her slick tongue dancing over his manhood sent a sensation of delight through him. Karen had given him blowjobs before, she wasn't adverse to them, but something about this whole evening had heightened the pleasure. Whatever it was he was going to enjoy every moment of it. Steve didn't have a huge cock which was just as well with Karen. She'd read stories about some women who wanted the biggest guy they could find but after doing some 'research' on the web she decided that Steve was just the right size for her. She could almost take him completely with a minor bit of work and, more importantly, without choking even though she could feel him hit the back of her throat. It had taken her some time to get the knack of relaxing her throat and now was comfortable sucking him off. After she had finished licking him from top to bottom Karen paused a moment before she took him in her mouth. The slightly salty precum she had grown used to was quickly dispatched and she got down to work. She raised up on her knees to get a better position but still kept her legs apart. Now that she was working him over she felt her own need growing. While her left arm lay across his thigh, her right hand held him in place. Slowly she lowered her lips over his cock, her tongue licking his shaft all the while. When she reached the bottom she reversed direction, going just as slowly up as she had down. "Oh my god!" Steve cried. His hands were now on her shoulders, trying to force her down. Togetherness "If you don't take your hands off me, I won't continue and you'll be frustrated all night," Karen calmly said after she took him out of her mouth. Without hesitation Steve's hands flew from her and he grasped the sides of the cushion. Karen smiled and looked up. Steves eyes were closed and the look on his face told her she was hitting all the right spots. Looking down at his swollen, purple head she ran her tongue around it a few times just for effect, enjoying the whole experience, the feeling of power she had, literally, in her hands. She ran her mouth up and down the outside of his shaft a few more times before deciding to get what she wanted. Taking a moment and with some difficulty she tucked his dick back inside his underwear before pulling down the band, reexposing his throbbing member and now his balls. Steve lifted his hips just a bit so she could pull the material down further. This gave her some room to maneuver and she continued where she had left off. Lightly massaging his balls, she clamped her hot, wet mouth over him. She made sure she had a good seal before moving in a rhythmic motion up and down, being sure to suck his head everytime she was at the top. "Uhhh" she heard Steve moan as she did her magic. His voicing of his pleasure only excited her further. Up and down she went, sucking him like she had never done before. She reveled in having his cock hit the back of her throat. She wanted it to happen, she forced it to happen. Steves hips began pumping in time to her motions, the bouncing of the sofa cushion helping matters, and she let him have his way. She felt how hard his balls had become, so full of that liquid she wanted to taste. The wine she had consumed was letting her be more free than she normally would have been but she didn't resist. Tonight she would take him down her throat and suck him dry. She began to pump her right hand in time to his motions and mixed with the bobbing of her head on his shaft she knew it wouldn't be long before Steve exploded in her mouth. Every so often she stopped sucking and used only her tongue on his dripping cock, watching as it twitched under her ministrations. Her hand was slick with saliva and she used it to easily slide up and down his dick, giving her mouth a quick break before her final assault. Rubbing his balls to get them ready she once again enveloped his fully erect cock and put her mouth to work. She tasted another drop of precum and swallowed it without breaking stride. Furiously her head bounced on his cock, her pace growing faster. She wanted him, now. She wanted to feel his warm, sticky semen spurting in her mouth. Steve looked down at his wife between his legs. The sight of her head moving up and down, the sounds she made while sucking him, her milky skin aglow in the light of the candles, the feeling of her mouth clamped about his cock, the effects of the wine, all contributed to sensory overload. He knew he was on the edge. Karen felt Steve's dick become extremely rigid and the geyser began. Her right hand milked him of every drop while her left hand massaged his balls so they would release all of their liquid treasure. The first shot went almost straight down her throat followed quickly by the second which she caught on her tongue. Swallowing every warm stream he gave her she continued to pump him for all her worth. The luscious liquid flowed like a river and she wouldn't want it any other way. Every stroke of her hand, every pull of her mouth brought more of his juice to her. Steves hips began pumping more forcefully as she drained him. She heard him taking deep breaths and then felt his hand on her back, his fingertips drawn against her moist skin. He pulled his fingers up her back and placed his hand on the back of her head. She didn't stop what she was doing but followed his lead and forced his dick as far down her throat as she could, all the while continuing to yank him so she wouldn't miss a drop. Steves fingers curled into her soft, silken hair and Karen relaxed her neck so he could take control. Ramming her face into his crotch Steve pulled her up and down so hard her nose hit his stomach a few times but she never released her grip. Sucking, sucking and more sucking, that's all she could do at this point. She was on autopilot, letting Steve do the work but making sure she got what she wanted. How long she was down there she didn't know but Steve let out a long groan and holding her head tightly threw his hips upwards several times, forcing his cock as far as he could down her throat. She knew he was just about done. Even now only small drops of his semen came out which she cleaned from his still swollen head as it passed in and out of her mouth, her lips rubbing his skin in the process sending his nerve endings into overdrive. She continued relieving him of his load as his dick shrank, its energy spent. She wanted him to stay in her mouth as long as she could and held him until he was limp. With one final lick which caused Steve to jump, she pulled off of him. Karen sat back, her legs curled under her body, steadying herself with her outstretched arm, and looked at her husband, his breaths coming in ragged gasps. The salty taste of him in her mouth lingered but she was in no hurry to find a substitute. She too was breathing heavily but hers was more from not being able to breathe correctly while she sucked him off rather than from bouts of pleasure. She watched him, his head back, mouth open, trying to regain his composure. She knew it would be a while before he would be ready for his next job but she wanted to take advantage of his open mouth while she had the chance. Standing up and giving her legs a stretch, she took off her shoes. "Move over to the center cushion," she told him. Without a word Steve scooted over, still breathing heavily but more slowly now. His eyes were closed but that didn't matter to Karen. After Steve had moved she removed the cushion from either side of him and stood so she was standing on the sofa, straddling him, her hands on her hips. Steve felt the movement and looked up. "What are you doing woman?" he panted. Giving him a devlish look, Karen replied, "You've had your first turn, now it's my turn." "First turn? Are you trying to kill me?" he joked. Bending over so her face was nearly even with his and resting her hands on his shoulders, she kissed him on the nose. "No, just making sure you have no reason to complain the next time I don't feel like it." Steve scrunched his face to let her know she had won. He leaned forward and softly ran his hands up and down the back of her thighs. Those tingling sensations she had felt on the ride home returned in force. She stayed in this position so she could enjoy the feeling of his hands moving over her, his touch not quite a tickle but able to send a chill through her. "These are nice," Steve said as he saw the lace band at the top of her stockings. "Do you like them?" she asked, looking at him. "Uh huh" Steve heartily replied. He ran the edge of a fingernail up the inside of her thigh until he met her panties. "These are new too," he said, staring at the nearly see-through material inches from his face. He ran a finger under the lace edge where it met her thigh. Karen shivered at his touch. She bent over so her forehead met his and closed her eyes. Her arousal had only partially abated since she had stopped sucking him but now it was returning as his finger crossed the line. "Stop," she said and stood upright. "What?" Steve asked, unsure if he had done anything wrong. "It's my turn," Karen replied and stepped off the sofa. Turning around so Steve could see her round ass peeking out from under her panty she gracefully slipped out of them, wiggling her ass as she did so. She tossed them aside and stood before him. "Take your clothes off. I'm not done with you yet," Karen commanded with a smile. "Wow, someone's being a bit bossy," Steve jokingly replied as he stood up. While Steve removed his clothes Karen went to the bathroom and retrieved an oversized towel from the closet. Before Steve had a chance to sit down she placed the towel on the cushion and ran it up the back then forced him to sit. She retook her standing position in front of him and leaned over. "Wow, you really went all out for tonight, didn't you?" Steve asked when he got a close look at the work she had done to her pubic hair. He admired the clean look and ran his hand over her shorn area, enjoying the feel of her normally covered mound now exposed. He also noticed that her pussy lips were a bright pink. "I thought I'd try something different," Karen replied, her voice filling with lust as her husband rested his thumb at the top of her moist slit, his hand resting on her remaining hair. "If you want to try anything else differenty, don't hesitate," Steve said. The anticipation of what was to come growing stronger by the moment. "Enough talk," she snapped. "What I did to you, now you do to me." "Yes ma'am," Steve responded. Karen knew he loved eating her out and that combined with her new found sense of empowerment only served to arouse her even more. Karen leaned into him, her pussy practically touching his face. Not missing a beat Steve leaned in and flicked his tongue onto her lips. He felt her wetness and tasted her. She had always tasted good and now was no exception. His hands were placed on the back of her thighs on the lace band of her stockings, just below the crease of her ass. This gave him the ability to hold her in place or move her as he saw fit. He tilted his head back so he could get a better angle of attack and effortlessly slid his tongue into her slippery folds, running it back forth. When he came to the front he flicked his tongue a few times and felt Karens thighs tense. Placing his whole mouth on her he began using his tongue to bring her pleasure. Finding the little nub at the front he put the edge of his tongue on it and used a sawing motion to create friction. "Uhhh" Karen moaned, her hands on his head for support. Between her hands and his position, he was locked in place. So he did the only thing he could do. He continued doing what he was doing. Working his tongue in and out he felt her juices running down the sides of his mouth. Now he understood why she had him sit on a towel. He alternated between working her clit and sticking his tongue as deep inside her as he could. Karen responded by moving her hips in motion to him, sometimes forcing him even harder into her. He felt Karen adjust her stance and realized she wanted him to lean back which he did. Her hands pushed down on his head and he inched down so his head was even with the top of the sofa back. Karen leaned in and he felt her rest her weight on the sofa. A quick look showed her legs were spread wide and her knees were firmly planted on either side of his head.. Steve was now in a better position to dig in and he didn't waste the opportunity. Bringing his hands between them he was able to spread her lips and get a better opening for his tongue to do its work. Around and around he went, not missing a spot. Lightly licking some spots while applying more pressure to others he was able to elicit more moans and groans from his wife. After a time he removed his hands and reaching underneath, cupped Karens firm ass and spread her cheeks. Receiving another moan of satisfaction he reached over with an index finger and placed it on her asshole. "Ohhh Steve," Karen moaned. "Don't stop." They had played around with each others asshole over the years but neither had gone further than that. Now Steve saw an opening and he pressed his luck. While keeping light pressure on her opening he moved his finger in small circles. "Yessss," Karen hissed, "like that." Steve looked up and could just make out that Karen was playing with her breasts, pulling on her nipples and rubbing them between her fingers. He flicked her clit a few times to give her more stimulation and felt her bounce a bit on his face. Now Steve moved his finger inside her. Since she wasn't lubed up he pulled out and ran his finger in the area between her pussy and hole to get some of her juices which had accumulated and replaced his finger in its former position. This time his penetration was more smooth and he dug his finger in to the first knuckle. "Ohhhh," Karen moaned. "Deeper" she commanded. Steve pushed further, to the second knuckle. Once he was that far he began to move his finger inside her, rubbing her walls. "Uhhhhh" Karen cried. "Don't stop." He felt her push against his finger, signalling him she wanted more. Steve pushed even harder. Now his finger was the whole way in. He couldn't go any further so he forced his hand against her, gaining an extra inch or so. "Yes, like that. Fuck my ass Steve," Karen breathed. Pumping his hand back and forth he tried to alter his concentration between sucking her clit and fucking her ass with his hand. He steadied her with his free hand so he could continue to apply pressure both front and back. Karens hips were now moving in unison with his hand. When he pulled back she pushed on his face. When his finger went in she pushed her ass back to meet it. He felt his cock begin to rise to the occasion as the experience of fucking his wifes ass stirred his animal instincts. It wasn't long before Karen blurted out, "Fuck my ass Steve!". She pulled his hand away and disengaged from his mouth. Putting on her shoes so she had a bit more height she walked to the end of the sofa and bent over, her arms locked in a stiff-armed position on the sofa arm. "Don't you need a little. . ." Steve began to inquire as he looked at his wife in this bent over position. "In the drawer in front of the coffee table. HURRY!" Karen shouted. Steve reached down and opened the indicated drawer. There inside he saw a tube of lubrication jelly. He didn't question how it got there but tore open the top, grabbed the towel off the sofa and took his position behind his wife who was acting like a dog in heat. Since he had never done this before he wasn't sure how much to use so he applied several gobs to Karens asshole, making sure the area was well coated. He even smeared some on his now fully aroused dick for added insurance. "Stick your cock in me Steve. I want to feel it inside me," Karen growled, looking over her shoulder at him. Unbridled lust filled her eyes. Using his now lubed hand he placed his swollen head at her opening and with the other hand on her hip to steady himself, leaned in. He was trying to be gentle since this was their first time doing anal but Karen didn't give him the chance. Forcing the head of his cock inside her she kept pushing back until he was halfway, then all the way, inside her. The feeling was something he hadn't imagined. Her muscular ring was gripping his dick so tightly he thought she was going to snap him in half. For a brief moment he worried that that might happen but as Karen moved herself back and forth those thoughts quickly disappeared as this marvelous new sensation took hold. "Go deeper," Karen panted. "I want all of you inside me." Taking a moment to wipe his hand on the towel he grabbed her by the shoulders and began fucking his wifes ass. The light of the candles, the dancing of shadows, the orange glow on his wifes skin, all lent an almost surreal effect to the scene. Grunting every time his dick plowed into her, Karen met his every thrust. He hadn't known this side of her and he liked it. Steve changed the tempo. Sometimes he would take several long strokes, almost pulling his cock out of her ass before going back in while other times he would lean over her back, cup her breasts with his hands, rub her nipples between his fingers and shove himself insider her as far as he could go. No matter what he did Karen responded with more moans of delight. "I want you to cum inside me," Karen was able to get out in between breaths. "What?" Steve asked, not sure he heard her correctly. "CUM INSIDE ME!" she yelled. "I want to feel you cum in me." That was all the motivation Steve needed. Up until now he had merely been prolonging his wifes pleasure, not to mention his own, but with this new revelation he began fucking his wifes ass like he was using a jackhammer. His thrusts pounded her hole with a ferocity that even he didn't know where it came from. He sank his dick into her so far he could feel her walls on the top of his head. This stimulated him to even more forceful thrusts. He felt himself getting close. He wasn't sure if he should hold back until she was ready or just let go. "Oh fuck me Steve," Karen moaned in delight. She was jolted everytime his cock buried itself inside her but she loved the feeling. She never thought having her ass fucked could feel so good. Those words put him over the edge. With a force that felt as if it would tear him apart he released himself into her. Just as he started cuming he felt her asshole clamp down even tighter around him, sucking his dick everytime he sent another load deep into her. Time after time he shot his load and Karen's ass responded by grabbing him and sucking eveything from him when he pulled back. Between the original lubrication, her own juices and now his cum inside her, the going became very easy and he slid his dick out for just a moment before plunging back inside her. "Oh god, don't stop!" Karen yelled, her head thrown back in ecstasy, her hands digging furrows into the arms of the sofa. Her body was having the most intense orgasm she had ever experienced. Every nerve in her being was on fire. Every movement of her husbands cock elicited an even greater euphoric sensation. Once. Twice. Three times Steve pulled himself out and then plunged back in to deliver his cum in her ass as she wanted. Each time the sensation of him leaving then reentering her shot jolts through his body. His balls were slick with the juice pouring from her pussy. He couldn't get enough of this feeling. His hands gripped her shoulders in a vice-like grip. She couldn't move but then she didn't want to. Steves dick hammering her ass electrified her and his warm cum inside her filled her in a way she had never felt before. Being fucked was one thing. Being assfucked was taking things to a whole new level. "Yes! Yes! Don't stop!" Karen cried as Steve continued punishing her asshole. She was getting sore but didn't care. This wonderful feeling of her husband inside her overrode everything else. She continued to force her ass onto him every time he entered her, trying to get him as deep as possible into her, her muscles gripping him tight every time. Despite their wanting this to continue forever their bodies let them know that enough was enough. Steves dick began to flag so he stopped leaving and entering her and instead moved back and forth, keeping himself inside her. Karen's legs were beginning to give out and her arms were tired from holding herself in place against the sofa. Steve finally stopped moving. His dick was on the verge of popping out and Karen was light-headed from panting so much, her legs trembling. Carefully Steve withdrew himself from his wifes ass and fell to the floor, exhausted. Karen lay down in front of him, both their bodies gasping for breath, slick with sweat. Steve laid an arm over his wife and spooned her into him. Karen rested her head on his other arm, delirious in the delightful feeling. Small trembles, aftershocks of her explosive orgasm, made her body twitch "I love you Steve," Karen whispered. Steve kissed her ear, giving it a little nibble in the process. Karen jumped in his arms but he held her tight to him. "I love you," Steve replied. Pausing for just a moment, he then asked, "So, what do you have planned for tomorrow night?" Togetherness The reply he got was a gentle nudge in the ribs by her elbow. They lay like that for a time. Together they had experienced something that few people in the world ever do. Two bodies which became one.