6 comments/ 37208 views/ 3 favorites Sarah Meets Brooke Ch. 01 By: alabamacowgirl69 I am a Deputy Sheriff in a rural southern county. Usually not too much going on, just the routine drunks, prowlers, and domestic violence calls. The guys are always talking about how much pussy they get because of the uniform, but I never experienced anything like that. Maybe because I'm female, and act as a professional, everyone has treated me with respect. So I blew off all their talk as so much hot air. Until last week. I was on patrol in the country, well out of town, when a crotch rocket flew by me. Oh, boy, I said to myself, here we go, expecting a race, but much to my surprise, it pulled over as soon as I hit my overheads. I checked out with dispatch, and approached the bike. "Turn off your engine," I ordered the driver, who immediately complied, and then turned to face me, flipping open the face shield. Only then did I realize the driver was a woman. "May I see your license and insurance?" I asked, trying to take my eyes off the most beautiful eyes staring back at me. "Sure, officer. I know I was speeding, but this thing is so powerful, sometimes I just can't help myself," she said, removing her helmet and letting her long auburn hair spill down her back. She unzipped her jacket and reached inside to retrieve her license and proof of insurance. I ran her through the computer, and she came back clean. I looked at the insurance card and saw that it had expired the day before. "Miss, " I began. "Brooke," she interrupted. "My name is Brooke." Honey could not have been any smoother or sweeter than her voice, and I momentarily forgot where I was. "Brooke, your license is current, but your insurance is expired," I told her. She immediately began to plead with me not to give her a citation. "My husband will kill me if I get a ticket!" At that moment I suspected she was telling the truth. You get a sense of these things after working the road. "Does he hurt you?" I asked. "N-no," she started, as tears began to well up in her eyes. "I'm here to help you, if you'll let me," I said, reaching out to touch her on the shoulder. As I did, the dam broke, releasing the tears she was fighting so hard to control. "When we first married, he was nice to me. Not loving, like I always dreamed of, but he provided for me. I guess I was his 'trinket wife', isn't that what they call it? But lately he has gotten mean, if I do anything to displease him. He calls me a bitch, and I believe he is screwing his secretary. I saw them together today, that's why I'm riding my bike, trying to clear my head. Now I'm going to get a ticket." Her body went limp, as if someone had just let the air out of it. That someone was not going to be me. "Who said you were going to get a ticket? You just forgot. Besides, you have enough on you right now." "Thank you," she said, reaching out to hug me, a hug I returned, never wanting to break the embrace, wondering if she knew the emotions flooding my brain at that moment. "How can I make it up to you?" "My shift is over. Why don't we go somewhere and talk? You look like you need a friend, and I'd love to get to know you better." "Great, how about the deli? It should be quiet about now." "Okay, I'll follow you there." My heart was racing as she straddled the motorcycle and replaced her helmet, and then kicked it to life. I cleared myself from the stop, and followed her back into town. I advised my dispatch I would be out of service, and pulled around back. Picking up my cell phone, I called my husband to let him know I would be a little late. "Okay, I'll feed the animals," he said, not questioning my tardiness. Our relationship is strong, and he has no doubts where my heart was. But right now, my mind was somewhere else. I had only had one brief experience with another woman, and I wanted to see where this would lead. When I entered the deli, I saw Brooke was talking to a man. When I saw the terror in her eyes, I realized who he was. It was her husband, and he was tearing into her good. "You fucking little bitch, you're supposed to be at home. Who is he, who are you meeting here?" "I'm not the one who needs to be answering questions, when you're here with her," she said defiantly through her tears, looking at a long legged blonde standing near her husband. "I'm not stupid, and I'm through!" She took off her wedding ring and through it. "That's how much you mean to me"" "Why you little cunt," he started, raising his hand to hit her. I grabbed his wrist from behind. "That's enough!" I said. He spun around, fist raised. "Don't even think about it. One more word, one more move, and you'll go to jail." "And who will put me there, you?" he laughed, looking around the room. He was cornered; he couldn't be backed down by a woman. "There's one way to find out. You can leave right now, or you can go to jail. The choice is yours." He was to stupid to take the easy way, and swung at me. Bad choice. I may be 5'7" and 140 lbs, but I excelled in defensive tactics. In seconds I had his wrist twisted behind his back, and using his momentum, put him on the floor. Two seconds later, he was wearing my cuffs. "You're under arrest for domestic violence, assault on a police officer, and just being plain dumb," I told him, leading him to the car and stuffing him into the back seat. Brook followed me outside, and I gave her my card. "Give me twenty minutes to book him, then call my cell phone. I would really like to continue our talk." "So would I, officer, err,?" "Just call me Sarah." Sarah Meets Brooke Ch. 02 I booked Brooke's asshole of a husband in record time. As I walked from the station to my patrol car, my cell phone started to ring. I checked the caller I D, and my heart raced. It was Brooke! "Hey, I hoped you would call," I said, immediately hoping I didn't sound too eager. "I booked him on domestic violence and assault on a police officer, so he'll be in jail overnight. That will give you time to decide what you are going to do next." "I'm sorry for the scene. I called to apologize..., and to see if you'd still like to talk?" "Yeah, I'd like that. Would you like to come over to my place? Jake is home, but he'll be working in his shop." "There's no one at my house, can you come here? I'm such a mess, I don't want to meet anyone until I get myself straightened out a little." "Sure, I understand. I've got the address, I'll be there in a few minutes." "Just pull around back, no one will see a police car and snoop," she said. I drove the ten miles out of town with my mind racing. What would happen now? I mean, I knew what I wanted to happen, but was Brooke on the same page? Why did she suggest I hide my car? I'd know soon enough, I thought as I pulled into the drive and behind the house, a sprawling brick two story that looked like something out of Southern Living magazine. There was a three-car garage, and as I drove up, a door opened and I pulled in. Brooke was waiting as I got out. She had changed out of her black riding leathers and had on a white top, jeans, and sandals. She was even lovelier than I had imagined. "I'm glad you came." "Me, too. I have a change of clothes in my bag," I said, popping open the trunk. I took out a fresh pair of jeans, a t-shirt, and running shoes, my standard off duty attire. "Come this way, you can change in the master bedroom." She led me through one of the most stunning homes I had ever seen, but all I could look at was her amazing body. She had the body I dreamed of having. Now, I'm not too bad, I work out every day; I'm within a pound or two of my ideal weight, depending on the time of the month. But Brooke's body was perfect: nice, feminine, long neck, narrow waste, and a cute little butt that made you just want to... I'm getting ahead of myself. Brooke offered a glass of tea, and I accepted. She showed me into the master bath, and offered a shower, which I also accepted. As I started to remove my web gear, I looked into the mirror, and saw her watching me. I lay my gear on the floor, and turned to face her. Realizing she had been caught staring, she jumped. Nervously, she said, "I'd best get our tea." I started the shower and removed my clothes, relieved to get out of my uniform. I wear a ballistic vest for protection, but it was not designed for a woman. I let my hair down, and removed my under things. My uniform hid my sexuality, and now I was glad my husband insisted on buying me feminine lingerie. As the bathroom began to fill with steam, I stepped into the cascading water, feeling the tension leaving my tired muscles. I lathered my hair with her shampoo, which smelled of exotic flowers. As I washed my body, I couldn't tear my thoughts from Brooke, the way she looked at me as I was undressing. A look that told me she was having the same thoughts as I. As my mind wandered, my fingers did also, slipping over my soapy breasts, feeling my nipples harden. I pinched them lightly, and my clitoris throbbed. God, how I wanted to touch myself, to bring myself to orgasm, but I wanted to wait, to see where we were headed. I didn't have to wait long, as Brooke, gloriously naked, stepped into the shower with me. "Forgive me if I misread you, but I saw the way you looked at me, when you stopped me on my bike. I knew you wanted me, and I wanted you," she said, stepping closer. "Then when you defended me at the deli, I.." I don't know what she was about to say, because I kissed her. I pulled her nakedness to mine, and we kissed. I have never felt a kiss like that before. We kissed, and held each other, and reveled in our sex. After a moment, she broke the kiss and took me by the hand, leading me to her bed. We didn't bother to dry off; we just fell into that giant, soft bed and made love. We made love like I have never made love before. I had one encounter with a girl before, but it was not like this. I could cum just from the touch of her hand on my breast, the way she nibbled on my neck and ear. But she didn't stop there. Her hands explored me all over, gliding across every inch of exposed flesh, as if she were examining a piece of artwork. There was no rush to get to the next step, as when loving a man, just a slow and gentle torture as I was aroused to new heights, plateaus I'd never dreamed of. She touched, stroked, and kissed me everywhere. Everywhere, that is, except where I needed her to touch me. My insides were molten, and my vagina was pouring its nectar, which spread across my ass and dampened her sheets. Finding my strength, I decided two could play this game. Grabbing Brooke in my arms, I rolled her to the bed, and I was in control. I did to her what she had done. I'm a quick learner. Yes, now I was in control... until her hand touched my pussy, her fingers entering and curling forward, stroking the place only I knew. Then her palm contacted my clitoris, and I EXPLODED!!! Next time, I'll tell you what happened when I regained consciousness. Sarah Meets Brooke Ch. 03 If you have not read chapters one and two, my name is Sarah. I'm a cop, and I met Brooke through a traffic stop. Through the course of events, we became lovers. When I left off, Brooke had just made me cum so strong, I passed out. This is where we resume our story. When I regained my senses, I was lying on the bed beside Brooke, who was looking at me like the cat who had swallowed the canary. "I never came so hard I passed out," she said teasingly. "You've never been with anyone who turned you on as much as you do me," I responded, reaching out to touch her cheek. "I've never made love to a woman before," she said, dropping her eyes. "I wasn't sure you would let me, but I wanted you so badly. My panties have been wet since I rode off on my bike. And when I saw you naked, I knew I had to take the chance". "I'm glad you did, because I was trying to get up my nerve. Are you sorry..." "No, I am so happy, I don't want to ever stop." She scooted up beside me, and laid her head on my shoulder. I instinctively wrapped my arms around her, feeling her warm skin, naked against me. She tilted her head back, and again we kissed, more gently this time. Now, I don't know about you, but there is nothing more erotic, as a woman, than kissing another woman, and I knew that, this time, we would take our time. We kissed and touched one another, each fingertip leaving a lasting impression on the others mind. I knew nothing had ever felt this good, and nothing would ever feel this good again. This was more than lust; I was in love with this beautiful creature. I wanted to devour every inch of her tender flesh, to make her feel loved, safe and secure. I kept kissing and stoking her, until she broke the kiss. "Sarah, I have to tell you..." "Shh," I interrupted, "You don't have to say anything." "Is it too soon to fall in love?" "Dear, your heart tells you how to feel, and it has no timetable. You feel it when you feel it. I fell in love the moment I looked into your eyes." Her eyes filled with tears, and I began to kiss them away. Our embrace grew more passionate, and I wanted to make her feel what I felt, to know the desire that burned inside me. I touched her breast, feeling the swollen nipple burn into my palm, before I took that delicate bud between my lips. I suckled first one, then the other, feeling her thrust her pelvis forward. My hand slowly slipped downward, across her tight abdomen, her smooth pubic mound, to cup her sex. Her sharp intake of breath told me she wanted what I had to give her, and I was eager to satisfy. My fingers farted her lips, as her lubricating fluids flowed, soaking her thighs. I teased the outside of her opening, occasionally dipping inside before retreating to lightly stroke her clitoris, all the while devouring her breasts with my hungry mouth. "Please," she breathed, "please, I need to..." "I know what you need," I replied, as I crawled between her outspread thighs, pushing her knees up until her feet were flat on either side of me. Ohh, she was so open and inviting. I extended my tongue, and tasted her for the first time. I lapped lightly around her opening, gathering as much of her fluids as I could. She was flowing like a fountain, and I licked and sucked her as if I were dieing of thirst. I lifted her legs higher and licked her tight nether opening, and she moaned. Knowing what excited me, I did the same things to her. After bathing her anus with my saliva, I slipped the tip of my ring finger inside, and resumed licking her from her ass to her clit, darting my tongue inside as she ground her pussy into my face. Sensing she was there, I slipped two fingers deep inside her vagina and found the spongy flesh of her G-spot, at the same time sucking her clitoris between my lips and flicking it with my tongue. "MY GODD!!" she screamed as she bucked with an intense orgasm. I tenderly continued my ministrations as she rode the waves, until she finally collapsed to the bed. "I've never felt anything like that," she panted, and as I looked into her eyes, I saw she was crying. "What's wrong," I asked, moving to cradle her to my chest, holding her as a mother would hold her child. "Nothing is wrong," she cried, " just don't want this to end." "It doesn't have to end. Together, we'll figure this out. But I will not give you up" And we held each other as the sun began to set. Sarah Meets Brooke Ch. 04 I knew Brooke's husband would get out of jail after the mandatory 24 hours, so we gathered everything she would need for a few days, and loaded it into her Lexus. I had to hand it to him; he made her a good living. Brooke didn't have to work, all she had to do was please him, be at his beck and call. She was what I call a trophy wife, someone to hang on his arm at parties. Did you ever see the movie "Enough", with Jennifer Lopez? That was the kind of life she had-none! Now, though, she had had enough, and had him by the balls. Maybe she couldn't prove adultery, but domestic violence would be easy. I had persuaded Brooke to stay with my husband and me. We have no kids at home, and have three extra bedrooms that we never used, so there was plenty of room. I called Jake from my cell phone and filled him in on what was going on. I left out the part about the sex. I didn't want to spring too much on him at once. A former cop himself, he understood my feelings about men hitting women. He was all for me helping Brooke, and volunteered to run out and pick up something for dinner. "Nothing to heavy," I said. "We don't want to be too full for dessert." He laughed, getting my message. "Never worry, I always have room for you!" Now, Jake may be fifteen years my senior, but he has an insatiable sex drive. He would eat my pussy till I couldn't walk, if I would let him. Sometimes I would let him, but tonight I needed his cock. Maybe I was afraid of becoming a lesbian. If anyone could do that to me, Brooke could. When we arrived at my house, Jake was nowhere to be seen. We went inside and got Brooke settled in. "I'm afraid it's not what you are accustomed to," I began, apologetically, but was interrupted by Brooke. "I'm not the 'society girl' you think I am. In fact, I grew up on a farm just across the state line. We weren't poor, but we were far from wealthy. Your home is nicer than any I had lived in before I met Jim. He was doing a construction project, and came into the café where I waited tables. He was so nice, handsome, and we began dating. Within a few months, we were married." "That sounds so romantic," I said, waiting for her to say more. She wanted to talk, and I'm a good listener. "Everything was fine, for a while. Then he began to change me. I was always comfortable in jeans and boots, but he wanted me to dress more elegantly. He started picking out my clothes, taking me to expensive shops, where these snooty bitches looked down their noses at me. He would tell them to dress me in the latest styles. It was like a fairy tale at first. Then, he started to criticize the way I talked, the way I walked, the way I ate. The only thing he didn't criticize was the way I fucked him. Then he starts screwing around. I thought it was going on, but to have him rub my face in it..." She began to cry. "That was more than I could stand." "You don't have to do anything right now. Take some time to think. You can stay here as long as you like." At that moment, I heard Jakes truck in the driveway. I met him at the kitchen door, taking part of the bags from him and placing them on the kitchen counter. "Jake, this is Brooke. Brooke, my husband, Jake." "Nice to meet you, Brooke," he said, extending his hand. "Our home is your home. Sarah has told me a little bit about you, but she didn't tell me you were so lovely". Just like him, the big flirt! No wonder women found him so attractive. Not that he wasn't good looking- he was, more like Ricky Van Shelton than George Clooney. No, his manor won people over. He never met a stranger, and could talk to anyone, and make anyone feel at ease. Before he retired from the force, I saw him convince many people that he was actually doing them a favor by arresting them. I have seen people thank him for giving them a ticket!! Oh, he was smooth!! "I hope Barbecue is okay. I also have baked beans and potato salad," he said in his southern drawl. No one would ever mistake him as anything other than a southern man. With his moustache that came down to his jaw line, he looked like the father on Orange County Choppers, Paul senior. In fact, he looked the part of a biker, now that he had retired from the force. He intimidated people who didn't know him, but to me he was just a big old teddy bear. And at six feet two, and 240 pounds, I mean big! He and Brooke hit it off instantly. After we ate, he cleared the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher, while Brooke and I retired to the den. Jake made margaritas for us, and then joined us with a glass of whiskey. We talked into the night, until Jake said, "It's getting late, and I think I'll turn in." He kissed me goodnight, and whispered into my ear, "I'm still waiting for dessert". Turning to our guest, he said, "If you need anything, just say the word. We'll do our best to make you comfortable". He then kissed her hand, and left the room. I heard the shower start in our bathroom. "He's quite the flirt," I laughed. "Oh, he's an angel. It is obvious he loves you. That's all that matters." She's right, I thought, and I was lucky to have him. I don't know if it was thinking ok him, being so near Brooke, or the drinks, but I was feeling frisky. "Why don't we surprise him?" I asked, coyly. "What do you mean," she asked. "Well, why don't you sleep with us tonight? Whatever happens, happens." "At first I thought I had offended her, but slowly a smile crept across Brookes face. "You mean, you would share him?" "Or he would share me. I haven't had all of you I want tonight." We stood and embraced, and I pulled her tight. I'm falling in love with this woman, I thought. Tilting her head back, she sought out my lips, kissing me softly, then with more passion. Looking into her green eyes, I began to unbutton her blouse, ripping it out of her waistband and tossing it aside. Her eyes danced with the same fire I was feeling, and she pulled my t-shirt over my head and off. Reaching down, I unsnapped her jeans and unzipped them, but she had other ideas. Brooke unfastened my bra, and slipped it down my arms, freeing my breasts. Taking my left nipple between her teeth, she gently bit it, making me moan. Freeing myself from her hungry mouth, I pulled her pants down, then pushed her backwards into an overstuffed chair. Picking up her feet, I pulled her shoes off, then her pants, leaving her in bra and panties. I then shucked off my jeans and panties at once, and stood over her naked and wet. I grasped my breasts with both hands, pinching my hard nipples, as she lay back, mesmerized. Trailing my right hand across my tummy, I slid my finger between my slick lips, into my molten cunt, before withdrawing it and offering it for Brooke to taste. Taste it she did, sucking it into her mouth much as I suck my husbands' cock. I then dropped to my knees between her outstretched legs, and reached behind her to loosen her bra, letting the wisp of lace fall between us as we kissed. I savored our kiss, and the feeling of our bare breasts touching as we kissed. Bending lower, I suckled her nipples, first one, then the other, and now it was her turn to moan. I teased her this way until I could no longer stand it, then reached down to her panties. As I tugged them down, she raised her ass to aid in their removal. The small patch of auburn hair just above her sex came into view, and I drew them further down over her alabaster skin. Like her nose and cheekbones, she was sprinkled with fine freckles across her pubic mound. Lower still, and her pussy came into view, wet and puffy with desire. Dipping my head lower, I parted her cunt with my probing tongue. I would have been happy to lick her all night, but then I heard the shower go off. I sucked her for another moment, then asked her, "Ready?" She nodded, and taking her by the hand, I led her to our bedroom. Cracking the door, I stuck my head inside."Still want dessert?" "Yes," he replied huskily. "Ok. Close your eyes." Next time I'll tell all that happened that night! Sarah Meets Brooke Ch. 05 Jake was lying on our bed, covers pulled up to his waist, his muscular chest illuminated by the lamp on the nightstand. He closed his eyes and said, 'Whatever you say, dear." I led Brooke into the room, holding my finger to my lips, motioning for her to be quiet and guiding her to the bedside. I ay down beside my husband and whispered, "Keep your eyes closed, and enjoy." I then began to kiss him on the lips, teasing and nibbling on them for a few moments before pulling the covers back, exposing him to Brooke's fascinated gaze. My hand stroked across his chest and touched his already erect cock, causing it to twitch and bounce. Let me describe my husband. He is not a model by any means. He is a hard working fifty year old man, about 6'2", as I said before, in good shape, but not a body builder. He has a nice body, and has never had any trouble attracting the ladies. He shaves his head, and has an amazing moustache. But the most wonderful thing about his body is his cock. Just over eight inches long, and so thick my hand will not reach around it. I love to suck cock, but it is so thick it causes my jaw to hurt after a good blowjob. I scratched my fingernails along his sac, up the vieny shaft to the purple head. Holding it away from his body, I sucked the head into my mouth, savoring the fleshy texture as I circled my tongue around it. I sucked for a few moments before raising my head from it and offering it to Brooke. I swung my leg across Jake and lowered my cunt to his face. My juices were flowing, and as he began to lick me, Brooke took his cock into her mouth. She engulfed my husbands' cock with abandon as I reached down to finger her pussy. She was as wet as I was, and I knew we would both explode soon. Jake was so wrapped up in eating me, he didn't even notice the switch we had pulled. For a man, Jake is a master at cunnilingus. I adored the feeling of his tongue in my vagina, flicking my clit, licking my ass. As he ate me, I pulled Brookes head away from his prick, then held it pointing at the ceiling. She slung her leg across him, in the reverse cowboy position, and slowly lowered her cunt onto his cock, until her lips were against my hand. Realizing he had a pussy on his cock while mine was on his face, Jake said, "What the fuck..." "Just enjoy, baby. I wanted Brooke to be fucked by a real man, not that son of a bitch she's married to." With that I moved my hand, and she pushed against him, taking him deeper inside. I reached around my female lover and cupped her breasts, rolling the nipples between my thumbs and fingers, and she leaned back into me, turning her head for a kiss. As we kissed, Jake moved slowly in and out of Brooke's wet cunt, while licking mine. I was approaching my climax, and slid my hand downward until I found Brooke's clit. I stroked it like I do my own when I masturbate, and she moaned against my mouth. Reaching further, I felt Jakes familiar cock pumping slowly into her wetness. I soaked my fingers in her juice, then brought them to our mouths and shared with her. I gently pushed Brooke forward. Putting pressure on Jakes cock, and exposing her asshole to me. I watched them for a moment, then bent down and licked her ass. As I rimmed her hole, she began to cum, which caused Jake to fuck harder. His cock slipped from her cunt, and I took him into my mouth as he came. Try as I might, I couldn't swallow fast enough, and his cum dripped onto Brooke's ass. I rolled her onto her back, and buried my face in her snatch, as Jake watched in amazement. I felt him move, and soon he was fucking me from behind, driving my tongue against my lover's cunt. As Jake plowed into me from behind, gripping my ass with both hands, I slipped a finger into Brooke's flowing slit, and continued to caress her clitoris with my tongue, lightly, teasingly one moment, then with more force. I learned that she was multi-orgasmic, and was fascinated to see her cum again and again. Meanwhile, my own peak was building, and when my husband slid his thumb into my waiting ass, I reached a tremendous orgasm. Jake pumped his second load into me, and we collapsed into a sweaty pile on the bed. I crawled into my place in the bed, and Jake lay beside me, on his back. As I snuggled into my place on his shoulder, Brooke scooted up against me. "Thank you for your hospitality", she said. "I hope you didn't mind, Jake". "Not at all, but I must say I am surprised. I never thought Sarah would share me with anyone, although she has hinted that she would like to have a threesome with another man." "That is a common fantasy, I believe every woman has at least once," I replied." But I don't think you could handle it," I teased. "Watching you and Brooke was the most erotic thing I have ever seen. It was soo sexy, not harsh and vulgar, like the movies." He began toying with my nipple, making it harden. Brooke saw what was happening, and started to excuse herself. "Don't go, Brooke. Stay in here with us. I promise we will get some sleep sometime tonight." I turned slightly toward her and pulled her to me. "I believe we turn my husband on, and I want you again." I pulled her face to mine, and we kissed. Jake slipped away, raising himself onto his elbow, and watched. "Jake, do you want to watch me make love to your wife?" Jake only nodded, never making a sound. "Okay, but you cannot join in... this time. I promise one of us, or both of us, will take care of you, but this time is for Sarah." We began to kiss, taking our time. We had rushed through our sex before, but there was no hurry now. I believe it was at this point that I knew I was in love with Brooke. And I also knew, from the way she looked at me, that she felt the same. I still loved my husband, though, and had no intention of changing anything with him. I loved them both, wanted them both, and it felt so right to make love to them both. This was the beginning of the most beautiful time in my life! Sarah Meets Brooke Ch. 06 As Jake lay there watching, Brooke and I began to kiss, gently at first, then with more passion. Nothing is as sensual as kissing another woman, especially one as lovely as Brooke. Her auburn hair spilled across my pillow, in the bed where my husband and I make love. Now, he was going to watch me make love to Brooke. As we kissed, her hands explored my body, teasing my nipples into such a state of arousal it felt as if they would burst. She was gentle, but firm, as she squeezed my breasts. We kissed, long and deliciously, until she began to lick and bite my neck. This causes my cunt to swell and open, like a flower, and my nectar poured from my sex. She pushed me back onto my pillow, and assumed the dominant role. Okay, I thought, have your fun, my time will come. Brooke suckled first my left nipple, then my right, back and forth, driving me crazy with desire. Spreading my legs, I humped my pussy upwards, off the bed, straining to touch something, anything! Brooke noticed my condition, and slipped her hand between my legs, almost touching my cunt... but not quite. "Please," I begged, "please don't tease me. I need to feel you ... there." "Stop your whimpering," she replied sternly. "I'll touch you when I'm ready. For now, I have other plans. I want your husband to see you beg, but I need to cum. So eat me now, and if you do a good job, I'll help you get off." With that, she swung her leg across me, positioning her drenched box dangerously close to my lips and tongue. Reaching up, I wrapped my arms around her ass and pulled her to my mouth. I licked and sucked her like a woman possessed, and at that moment, I was possessed. Possessed by my lovers sex, the taste and smell of her pussy flooding my senses. Licking from clit to her lovely little rosebud asshole, then darting my tongue inside, anywhere I could, her ass, her cunt.. I was delirious! I felt her pulling my legs up, raising my throbbing cunt toward her face, and then she was on me! She ate my pussy with the same abandon as I ate hers. We were wild animals, and for the moment, Jake was forgotten. Her husband was forgotten. Everything was forgotten as we made passionate love!! The sensation was unreal; it felt as if I were licking my own pussy! We continued, cumming and licking and cumming, until we could cum no more. At last she fell to my side, sated for the moment. Then we looked at poor Jake, and the erection in his hand. I couldn't think of anything else touching my cunt at the moment, and looked at Brooke. Smiling, she said," A promise is a promise." She moved to take him into her mouth. As she knelt before him, I saw her lovely ass waving before me. Now, I have a thing for anal sex, but how did Brooke feel about it? Only one way to find out, I thought, and scooted around to kiss and lick her nether orifice. "Mmmmm, that feels good," she purred. So encouraged, I tongued her in earnest, pushing my tongue into her. I tongued her until she was nice and slippery, and then inserted one finger, then two, inside. I knew I was onto something when she pushed her ass against me, moaning around my husbands cock. Reaching into the nightstand, I found my long, double ended dildo, and began to work it into her anus. Jake slid from her mouth, and she stretched out on the bed, enjoying the ass fucking I was giving her. I moved into position and slipped the other end into my dripping hole. As I slid down, I held it in place with one hand, fucking us both with my silicone lover, when I felt Jake behind me, pushing be down onto Brookes back. He proceeded to do to me what I had done to Brooke; only he used the real thing on me. Lubing my asshole with lubricant from the nightstand, he began easing his erect cock slowly into his backside. Man, that felt good! Soon I was full of cock, synthetic in front and flesh and blood in my rear. Each stroke jammed the artificial organ into Brooke's ass a little further, and I leaned down and began to nibble on her neck. I felt her slip her hand underneath and immediately knew she was stroking her clit. Jake fucked my ass good, and I was surprised he lasted as long as he did, but soon we were all on the verge. He came with a roar, emptying his load into my bum, causing me to explode. Brooke screamed out her orgasm beneath me, and we collapsed onto the bed, exhausted. Brooke spoke first. "That, my friends, was fantastic." She scooted to sit beside me as I relaxed on my stomach. "Oooh, look at that," she said, slipping a finger between my cheeks and into my ass. "Cream filling. I love cream filling!!" She licked her finger, and then licked my ass. God, I love this woman!!