0 comments/ 21277 views/ 1 favorites The Car In My Sex Life By: alternativeone The car looked familiar as I walked to the drive at the side of our house. Mine was parked further back as if to make room. I was intrigued. "I had been away for a few days on a business trip to Belgium and I had got a flier to return early after completion of the job. My mobile was not getting a service so I could not do an ET. I was in a hurry to get home to my lovely wife so I took a taxi from the station and was walking the last few yards." That car rang a bell but no I could not place it. I went to the door and inserted the key and turned it but the door did not open. "Damn she must have left the bolt on." I circled the house and noticed that the curtains were closed. I glanced into the living room but no one was there. No I was alarmed. I got to the kitchen door, that too was locked. Fortunately I had my key with me this time as I usually did not carry such a heavy key. I opened the door and entered quietly as I was apprehensive about what I would find. My mind raced and fear made the adrenaline rise. With heart racing ever faster I looked around in each room as I came to it. I went to the front door and indeed the bold was on. I moved down the hallway and heard muffled voices from the bedroom. I opened the door. I can't remember how but it seemed to be in slow motion. I could see my wife lying back on the bed with her eyes closed. She had a head seeming to be attached to her left breast and a body was face deep in her pussy. Her body was jumping up and down and she moaned. The body between her legs came up to kneeling position and I saw that is was our friend Helen. She had always shown an interest in my wife, Emma. "It is her car in the drive" I thought. A little weird to think of a car at this time. She looked around, I must have mad a sound. "Oh Fuck" she said. My wife opened her eyes and was looking straight at me with a horrified look in her eyes. She was frantically trying to dislodge the head from her breast as I advanced into the room. I could now see that it was Helen's friend Paula. She had short dark hair and was very pretty. Helen was backing away to the corner of the room trying to cover her large breasts with two slim arms without too much success and I could now see that she was not a natural blond but not far from it. She had a nice, smallish beaver. "Oh Fuck" said Paula. Original I thought. Where had I heard that before. My wife was perfectly still. I looked down at her. "I don't have to ask what is going on" I said. Hardly able to get the words out from a constricted chest. I looked at my hands. They were shaking from the rush I had just had. Paula said "Don't hit Emma...it's our fault. We made her do it" Helen had her back to me trying to hide her body which was flushed right to her thighs. She mumbled something. "What was that" I said. She half turned and said "Smack me if you have to get it out of you, but leave them alone." I growled at my wife and Paula. "Get on the bed and stay there." In two steps I had grabbed Helen by the wrist and pulled her over the bed end bottom up. I swung my hand and felt her tender buttock squash and roll as my hand slapped full on to her raised ass. She screamed and wet the end of the bed as she had a massive orgasm. Tears sprung from her eyes and a red mark, in the shape of my hand, came up on her right buttock... She looked up and said "Do it again but not so hard..."."Do it as if you mean it" I struggled with that for a moment. What to do next was a large problem. I now had a massive hard-on that I was hoping to conceal by moving closer to the bed. I wanted to kiss her ass, Helen's that is, and I wanted to fuck my wife. I could not take in Paula who had her hand squeezed between her thighs looking totally puzzled. I wanted to do something to them all, all at one time. Time, for me stood still again. I watched the small pool of pee grow on the floor. I watched as the line of wet down her thighs got thicker and glistened in the light. I watched as Helen waited for more. Suddenly I knew what to do. "Help me" I said. "Now Paula" I barked as they hesitated. We took one arm each and pulled Helen up onto the bed, still face down. They had been using some oil so I poured some on my hands, rubbed them together and gently started to massage Helen's swollen buttock. She shrank away at first and sobbed a little. "Yes, Please." I rubbed and massaged her mounded ass and moved quietly between her legs and massaged both of those glorious orbs. I was getting deeper and deeper into the valley between her legs and was now spreading her cum every which way. She raised up to meet me exposing the most exquisite, tight little rosebud. I became aware that both my wife and Paula were snuggling up to Helen on each side, kissing and nudging into her neck and shoulders. I brushed Helen's ass and down into her wet pussy and then stepped away. They thought that I was stopping but I just wanted to get rid of some clothes that were causing me some pain in the groin area. Helen turned over on her back and I had the most perfect view a man could ask for. I said "Wait just a moment while I undress." Usually I like to be undressed but today I just got rid. When I became aware of them again Paula was nibbling at Helen's nipple. Helen was gently stroking my wife's pubic hair and my wife was touching both of her own nipples at once, looking at me with glazed eyes. I took control like a choreographer. I lay down on the bed face up. My wife came over on top of me easing her very wet pussy down onto my mouth. Helen, I think started to play and lap at my cock and someone was playing so softly with my nipples. Hey, don't knock it till you tried it. They must have had some practice with each other because I was getting a lot of first class pleasure. I had to move to stop the orgasm that was building. I guided hands, I don't know whose, to my wife's pussy and then others to her breasts. I lifted her slightly and began to lick back and forward from her pussy to her ass. She liked that. Before this she would not let me near her ass. I circled it. Moved over it. Lightly licked past it. And suddenly pushed my tongue right into it. She purred like a cat. I could faintly hear that. I thought that she would cum but no she started to rock slowly drawing my tongue inside her. I had to pull away. I moved to her clit. I knew that she liked that. I barely touched it when I felt the fingers working back and forward. Rubbing and slopping in the wet. Within a few seconds she hit her first "O." She was grinding into my face and riding my mouth like a steer. I nearly suffocated. I could feel the wet but nothing like Helen had cum. Slowly she stopped fucking my mouth. My wife got off me and then Paula said "I want to do that." I thought that she meant me to repeat but she lay down quickly and pulled my wife back to the same position that we had just been in. She said in a very muffled voice "Guide me darling Emma. Please let me do it too." Helen picked up a vibrator that I had not noticed lying among the rumpled bedclothes and started it buzzing. It sounded like a very busy bee. Helen moved the tip of it to Paula's pussy lips. There was a definite movement to accept it and my wife leaned down to take hold of Paula's nipples. I saw a look of lustful aggression pass over my wife's face. She twisted first one nipple and then the other. Then two together. As she did so Paula shuddered and worked harder at the wet pussy. As she controlled Paula by the pleasure she gave she also controlled when she would cum. Helen was gentle by comparison, moving the vibrator out and in to a rhythm of her breaths. I was mesmerised and nearly found myself without a role. But I moved forward and took hold of my wife's nipples. Softly and rolled them gently between fore-finger and thumb. She liked that. But I was not in that mood so as she became more aggressive to Paula I squeezed and pulled harder on her. I thought that she would not agree to it, she never had in the past, but she controlled me by what she did to Paula and a series of sharp intakes of breath. She cum very suddenly. It was like she was still up from the first one and now went higher. She sat heavily on Paula and this seemed to be a signal to Helen. As she started to pump in and out faster I moved away slightly to watch her cum. She did. Flailing about on the bed and knocking the vibrator onto the floor. She subsided and My wife said. "Geez... I do like my ass tongued." She leaned up to give Paula some air and I saw the cum over her face and mouth. I leaned down and kissed her. Soft at first and the greedily with tongues seeking any vestige of human fluid. I eventually moved away and stood up. My wife stood on the other side of the bed. She put two fingers into her pussy and moved about over her ;G; spot. She let out a long gasp and shuddered. Paula stood up in front of her and took my wife's wrist. Gently she pulled the fingers out and looked down at them reflecting highlights from 100% female ejaculate. My wife seemed to know what was wanted. She softly rubbed the wet fingers over Paula's lips then away. Paula licked lightly at first but the greedily slurped it all. Then she grabbed my wife's hand in inserted the woman scented, wet fingers into her mouth. Deeper and deeper she pushed until we could hear her choking on the fingers before pulling them out, gasping for air. They both then scooped cum from their pussies and offered it to the other. I stood there watching this and wondered what I was doing. I should be angry but instead I was taking part and watching my wife indulge in the type of sex I always wanted. I felt high and still fully stimulated but rooted to the floor. I came back to earth when Helen, standing behind me, started to rub my chest. "would you like to taste me." Would I ever. "Helen...I would like to do lots of things with you but lets save them for just us two. Another day? Yes." She said " But what about now and something else to remember rather than just a sore ass? "Come here" I lay back down on the bed. Positioned Helen, nearly blond, over my mouth but facing the top of my head. At first she had to lean on the wall over the head-board to stop from falling. Then she settled in a comfortable position and leaned back, hands on my chest. This opened her up like a flower and presented me with a choice of ass or pussy. I reached up and took her nipples in to my favoured rolling position and started to massage first one the other and then both together. Helen used one hand to open the lips further and let them cover all of my mouth. I was breathing through my nose which was buried in her bush. I started to lick the inside of her pussy. I knew that this would be slower to bring her off than on her clit. I wanted this to be a good one. For both of us. I felt her fingers find my nipples and felt the pleasure hit my toes and back up, We seemed to stay like this for an eternity. I let go of one of her nipples and reached down to my cock. I started to wank it in time with her movement against my mouth. She felt me speed up a bit and ground her pussy hard onto me. She was wanking her clit on my upper lip and the rest of her pussy on my chin. I exploded and felt her gasp. My cum had hit her back. She shuddered and lifted slightly and my mouth filled with hot liquid. My throat constricted and I felt it run down my chin and neck. Again she cum this time with more noise and more movement. Not just pee but a mixture shot forward, all over my mouth, firmly closed this time. "Oh Shit... Oh Shit... Oh Shit... Oh Shit." She then rolled off me. "I am sorry...Oh I am sorry" "Shut up and come here." I said. She sat beside me and leaned over to kiss me full on the lips. I knew that there were better things to come and I would watch out for her car, next time with anticipation. The Car In My Sex Life Ch. 02 I seemed to drift off into a light sleep for about ten seconds and Paula's voice brought me awake. "Come on Helen...we have to go...he's asleep" I was aware of the movement of bodies and kept my eyes closed. I could hear the murmur of voices from the front door and then the click as it was locked. I followed the progress of my wife as she came back to the bedroom. I watched, through hooded lids, as she tidied up, putting clothes in the wash basket. She retrieved the vibrator and cleaned it with a wet-wipe. I watched as she hid it away in the wardrobe. She looked wonderful. Her body was still flushed and her pussy lips were still distended and engorged. I knew from her slow movements that she was reluctant to get dressed again. She moved to the mirrored dressing table between the windows and let the full, sunny light fall on her. Now I knew that she was still aroused. She played a few strokes across her nipples and the put her hand to her pussy, watching herself in the mirror. She was slow at first but speeded up. Her hand, second finger running over her clit, worked up and down along the length of her pussy slit. I knew she was about to cum and could see the way she bent her knees and opened her thighs. I could see the trickle of wet on her inner thigh. It was now that a perverse feeling came over me. "Very nice" I said scathingly. "Do you do this to get off after we make love." She stopped in mid stroke. Frozen for a moment and then clenched her thighs together, trapping her hand. That had stopped her in her tracks. I was still put out, not by her doings but by my exclusion. "No ...No." "Oh course not." "I was still feeling horny and you didn't want to fuck me ... you preferred Helen...I saw you...you got off on her alright." I knew we had to talk about this some time. "Sit here" I patted the bed. I covered my bottom half with the sheet and made room for her. Emma sat down. "How did this happen." "When did it start." I enquired to get the ball rolling. She sighed and told me like it happened. About six weeks ago I was away on another trip and Emma had been lonely. She rang Helen who invited her to come round in the evening and share a bottle of wine. And that is what she did. As the time to go approached Emma had gone for a shower and feeling randy had rubbed her tits with a coarse wash cloth that she has. Fully aroused she used the cloth on her pussy and had a semi-satisfactory orgasm. She got dressed up a little more than usual, for just meeting Helen, and went out feeling good. There was a strange little car parked outside Helen's flat, close up to the back of Helens car. That made her a little uneasy. "Perhaps Helen has a boyfriend round" she mused. "I won't stay long" she almost said out loud. She looked again at the car and then rang the doorbell. She could hear Helen say something and give a little laugh. "So she does have company" The door opened by Helen, looking lovely. She was wearing a short skirt and loose blouse and was magnificent framed in the doorway light. She ushered Emma into the hall and took her coat. "Come and meet Paula " she gushed. Relief flowed over Emma. She was introduced to Paula, who looked a little severe, dressed in a black "power" suit. She smiled and shook hands, however she got the impression Paula was not best pleased to see her. Dinner went smoothly and afterwards they sat down Emma and Helen on the big rug, as they usually did and Paula on the sofa. They were grouped around the fire with a second bottle of wine. Emma felt a little giddy and could not stop looking at Paula on the sofa. She was facing both Helen and Emma. Her legs were slightly apart and Emma not only found her eyes drawn to the hem of that prim looking skirt but also caught Helen giving it a full gaze. Paula had taken her jacket off to reveal a crisp white shirt. Emma could see that Paula did not wear nor need a bra. Helen feeling warm at the fire move to the side a little and she became aware that Helen could now look directly up Paula's skirt. Paula's legs moved, just slightly but enough to show a little 'top' of stocking. Helen now looked uncomfortable and Emma was now looking at the most terrific pair of very hard nipples trying to bore through that shirt. She could feel a familiar stirring deep in her stomach and realised that there was a tension in the air. She kneeled up and said, "Look! Perhaps I should call it a night and see you some time next week." ".No" Helen said sharply. "I wanted you here to meet Paula." "You are my two best friends" She looked imploring at Paula and then said. "Emma stay a little I think you will be pleased." "Promise me?" "Stay there, just like that." She put down her wine and slid over to Paula, still on the floor. Paula looked flushed, red to the roots of her hair. Helen reached up and brought Paula's head down slightly. She stretched up and kissed Paula on the lips, gently and a little flick of her tongue. Paula responded and as she stretched to prolong the kiss her legs opened wide. Emma was looking at a damp patch on the thin material of a small, white, lacey panty. She was rooted to the spot. Helen moved away slightly and broke the silence. "I don't know how to describe our sexuality but I am a bit bi-curious and Paula has had one other woman lover so could be said to be bi." "I know that you are a little bit curious too, from what you said in the past and I would like you to at least watch us if not join us." "Yes?" Emma could hardly speak and just nodded. Paula stood and let her skirt drop. The sheer stocking shone in the light from the fire and the dark tops accentuated the whit flesh of her thighs. Helen seemed magically to be in her bra and pants. Emma saw nothing but the vision of Paula. The wine roared in her head and her chest hurt with gasping for air. Paula pulled the panties aside and proffered the moist, pink pussy to Helen. Helen stroked it and Paula put her hand behind Helen's head to pull gently. Emma saw the pink tongue just as her head was buried into the softness of a very wet pussy. Helen kissed, licked nibbled sucked, bit, stretched the lips, and flicked the clit so good that Paula gave a moan, a ghostly sound and grabbing Helen's head with both hands she got off with a violent grinding of her pussy into Helens mouth. She cum...and cum...and cum. Spasms seemed to flow up and down her body. Finally she was still and so overcome that she fell onto the sofa. Helen wiped her mouth with her hand. Emma too had cum. She had fanaticised but had never seen such an erotic scene...She had cum without touching herself. Time stood still for what seemed ages until finally Helen put her arms around Emma and started to kiss her neck. After a few minutes Paula joined in from behind, nibbling and putting butterfly kisses on Emma's neck. Emma cum again. Her pants were soaked. She tried to hide what was happening but could not. Now Emma was blooded and the girls took command. First Emma's blouse then her skirt fell to the rug. The bra took a little longer. And when it fell away each of her tits exploded with pleasure as a pair of mouths sucked and did what mouths do to stiff nipples. The pleasure ran up and down her spine and legs and circled her breasts at the same time. She could not describe it any other way. She cum again. Then she was lowered to the floor. The rug was soft on her back. Her pants disappeared somewhere along the way. Something was pushing at her cunt lips. She arched to meet it and felt the sensation as a purring electric cock circled and twisted its way to the hilt 10 inches up her vagina. It pushed against her insides causing a sweet pain. She heard herself shout, "Fuck me ...Oh! Fuck me hard." The machine seemed to be enormous and had a life of its own. It sipped in and out faster and faster. She felt a pain in her breast. "Oh lovely do it again." She realised that Paula was slapping her tits. First one side then the other. Then the other tit, first one side then the other. "God that is good" came from somewhere as she shot through the roof and came down a helter-skelter. Her cunt lips seemed to be gripping the cock and her body seemed to be on fire with electric orgasms. She cum again. Things calmed down after that and the girls got dressed, drunk the last of the wine and went home to their separate beds without discussing the events of the evening. Emma lay in bed that night burning with embarrassment she thought but the sheer erotic scenes in her head would not be denied. She fingered her clit softly and then harder when she remembered the wet pants Paula had left on the floor. Emma cum again. I listened to this with a growing cock under the sheet. Emma cum again. The Car in My Sex Life Ch. 03 My wife Emma, whom I had caught in flagranto having sex with her friends was confessing to me her ‘Lesbian Affair’ with her two friends and she showed perverse delight in telling the juicy bits. I listened to her with a growing cock under the sheet that covered my nakedness. When I fucked her, Emma cum again. Ok so I felt a little kinky and voyeuristic but as they say ‘a standing cock has no conscience’ and as Emma told her story she knew what she was doing to me. The next evening we had another bottle of her favourite wine and went to bed early. I had washed and, unusual for me, put some after-shave on, to retire for the day. Emma went to the bathroom and I settled down to watch a new DVD I borrowed from one of my friends. It was, coincidentally, about a group of lesbians and quickly got down to the meat of the subject. I was engrossed by the movie and did not notice the time pass. Emma’s weight on the bed and the breathy “We did better than that” brought me back to earth. I looked at her through narrowed eyes and growled “You suddenly started to like sex?……….you were a little prudish before all of this” She blushed and smiled, “Well I was trying to make you mad at times and to see if I could push you from the ‘straight missionary‘ that you were, into a more adventurous lover man.” I could not believe we were both striving for the same outcome but giving off such wrong signals. “Do tell me what you mean” I said and poured another glass. “You know that Helen has male friends and Paula does not.” She hesitated. I nodded. “ Well…..Paula was always a bit jealous of that and has this vast array of toys which she wanted to show me” “I think that she perhaps wanted a little exclusive action” It transpired that Paula invited Emma for tea when Helen was working. Emma left her lovely new red car under a street lamp so that Helen or anyone else passing would see it, Paula did noy have a car. She walked to the front door expectantly. She knew I would not see the bright red car and that was all that mattered. When all of the preliminary action was out the way and the drinks were taking effect of they went to the bedroom. Emma’s eyes nearly fell out. Paula must have been on fire knowing what she intended. Here was a magnificent collection of dildoes of various sizes, shapes, colours and materials. And some other sex toys laid out for use with a jar of jelly. Emma hesitated slightly but Paula got right to it. Her loose dress hit the floor and revealed the body of a goddess. The nipples were as hard as bullets and the pussy area was shaved and clean. The lips were swollen and so peeked out a bit and a small dew drop clung to her inner thigh. She was hot to get fucked Emma supposed. Not a bit of it. She took Emma’s sweater top and with little trouble pulled it up over her head and off. Emma was ready.………..Her nipples were also hardening. She stepped close to Paula and felt her breast squash against soft flesh, A pain of pleasure shot through Emma. I had left for a few days that morning and had been a bit rough with her nipples the previous night when I got my ‘going away fuck’. She then kissed Paula to slow down the very eager Paula from pushing her onto the bed. “Not Yet.” “Strip me first.” “Touch my pussy lips” “Oh that is nice” “Am I too wet for you?” She did not know why she said that as she knew Paula loved to suck her pussy juice from her fingers. And that is exactly what she did. Emma felt her skirt fall away and she felt the fingers, it must have been three, push into her dragging one pussy lip with them a little roughly. She gave a little cry and Paula thinking that it was with pleasure curled her fingers up to look for the ‘G’ spot and found it right away. Emma cried out again, this time in pleasure. Paula scooped her fingers back out and lifted them to her lips and sucked them deep into her mouth. She said, with a full mouth, “Open your mouth.” “Wider.” Emma did as she was told and Paula came towards her as if to kiss her. Emma almost cum. The spit hit the back of her mouth like a man’s cock shooting straight in her mouth. Her throat felt full and warm and she wanted to swallow. “Don’t swallow.” “Give it back to me.” Paula, swept some of the toys to the floor and quickly lay down on her back. She said. “Dribble it to my mouth if you can’t spit it” Emma did both. She clambered onto Paula and let a little dribble snake down from her lips and just touch Paula’s tongue. Paula tried to suck it in and Emma drew back and then Paula found out how aggressive Emma could be. Emma spit through pursed lips. A thin stream of cum and spit shot towards Paula. It hit across her mouth and stretched to her eye. “Geez. I just cum you bitch.” Paula jumped about under Emma trying to get up but could not. The sheet came away from the bed easily and Emma used it to wipe Paula’s face. Then she started to rub the crotch of her soaking pants on Paula. “I am going to make you eat these pants.” She said. Standing up she slipped the belt from her skirt, lying on the floor, and took another belt from the hanger on the door. Paula was flushed with excitement. No one had ever done this to her. She had wanted it but always found herself the aggressor. She could hardly breath and that was going to get worse in a minute. The hands were first, to the legs of the bed. She naturally spread-eagled. The cords from a dressing gown and pyjama’s were next and Paula could move but very little. Emma took the sheet and draped it over the top of the bed, above Paula’s head. First one fold and then two more were placed over Paula’s head and the sounds she made were a little muffled. Emma leaned on the ends and pinned Paula’s head to the bed. “ Now you are going to get what you deserve, Slut.” I am going to give you. Something to remember.” Emma released the sheet and could hear Paula gasp for air. She moved away a little. Paula was expecting some form of punishment but not what she got. Her pussy exploded in a hit of pure pain and then pleasure as Emma slapped that lovely bare fully opened pussy. From an angle above Paula she could hit down to the ‘Venus mound’ and let just the tips of two fingers sting the top of the slit just over the clit. She pulled the sheet away and looked at Paula. Her eyes were full of tears but she was not crying. It was fear and adrenaline. Would you like to see this time. Paula nodded “Yes.” Emma caressed the red mound to ease the pain and raised her hand. Paula cringed. Emma did not strike but massaged a little more. She put some oil on the redness. And again raised her hand. She kept it there for a few seconds and Paula exploded. The breath rushed from her as the same exact spot was slapped a second time. The pussy was dripping. There was a small wet patch on the bed. Emma was wet and her small, white pants were soaked. “I told you what I was going to do.” “Did I not.” She slipped the pants down. The pussy coming into view fascinated Paula, she could not look away. Emma spread her own legs and leaning slightly so that Paula could see all as she wiped most of her cum on the pants. “I don’t want the neighbours to hear you so open wide.” Paula did not do as she was bid and was rewarded with the very wet crotch of the pants being rubbed on her lips. As she licked at them the pants were rubbed on her tongue and the crotch first, followed by all of them, was fed into Paula’s mouth. Emma kissed the red pussy and stroked it. She licked the clit and fingered the rosebud below. She found the sensitive parts of the very wet pussy and massaged both finger and thumb together on the light skin between ass and pussy. At last she got down again with her mouth and stiff licked Paula to a massive orgasm. The pants stifled the cries but there was evidence that Paula enjoyed it as she cum on Emma’s chin. Emma did not abuse that lovely pussy any more as at that moment her phone rang. It was me. I rang to say that I had arrived and I interrupted this amazing session. Emma released the bonds with one hand and silently motioned Paula to be quiet. She told me she was alone and asked me to talk dirty to her. She said that she missed me already. I drew out her fantasy and described what I would do to her. I wondered why she repeated everything I said but the sly madam had Paula doing it to her as I as saying it. Emma cum. I could hear the scream. I could not be sure then that it definitely was for real. Paula’s tongue had replaced mine. I hung up that night a very happy man. Little did I know. Emma went home a very angry woman, someone had stolen her lovely new, shiny bright car. The Car in MY Sex Life Ch. 04 Emma had come home a very angry woman, someone had stolen her lovely new, shiny bright car. She phoned the Police and left them to look for it. I had come home early and that is how this story started. Since I had caught my wife having sex with her friends and her confessions, as I called them she had been randy a hell. She had shown a perverse delight in telling the juicy bits of her fling and I had listened to her with a sad heart and an ever-stiff cock. When I fucked her the first time after I found them together I was rampant, like a stag in rut. Now I was much calmer. I arranged to have lunch with Helen the following day and just as I dropped Emma off at the Police station to make her statement I told her I would see her at Helen’s place after 2-30. Emma thought that I had an appointment to preview some artwork that I had completed for a project. I met Helen at 12-00 noon. I offered a hamper lunch at her place and we had a lovely meal. I stood at the window, glass in hand, looking down at my old but well kept BMW. “This will be good.” I thought. Helen was sitting on the sofa sipping her drink. She looked flushed. “You know why I got you here alone.” “Don’t you.” I was assuming the masterful role. She nodded. “You fucked my wife….and…. now I am going to fuck you.” That was just to clear the decks and have no confusion. Actually I fancied the pants off her. And it looked like I was going to get them off her. I took her hand, gently. Raised her up and walked her to the neat bedroom. We stood, looking in each others eyes, breathing hard like we had run there. I started to undo the buttons of the dress. It was long, to her calves and buttoned to the neck but not high to the throat. She let it fall from her arms. The slip was light and again fell to the ground as I moved the straps to the side. She looked beautiful. A silky black bra encased her full breasts. No lace I noticed. I also noticed the evidence of arousal where her nipples strained at the material. Helen was quite tall and stood like a goddess, her knees together, slightly bent in a demure, shy way. The pants, sheer and well filled matched her bra. The stockings were self-supporting. There was no need for a suspender belt. She was beautiful. Like I said a goddess. I moved closer, my lips over her mouth and kissed her gently…I was going to seduce her, not fuck her. We kissed and clung to each other for an eternity. I broke away first and undressed to my boxers with a few, well-rehearsed, movements. We kissed again. More greedily. I could feel the inside of my thighs on her cool skin. I could feel my cock stiffen and start to nudge into Helen’s stomach. Her hand found the waistband and was inside, gripping my now fully erect cock. She led me to the bed. I would have followed her forever to keep that delicate hand gripping my shaft. We both kneeled on the bed and as I nuzzled her neck I undone her bra. My shorts were somewhere but not covering my cock. It throbbed to be inside her but I would make it wait. I moved from her neck to her left breast. They were almost identical and almost perfect. Pert, with the most luscious nipples standing quite half an inch from a lovely light brown circle. Then to her right breast. Did I say almost perfect. This one changed my mind to perfect. I suckled to her and heard her moan with pure pleasure. When eventually I pulled away, still gripping her hips to stop her from falling back I saw the damp patch on her pants glistening as the moisture was squeezed through to beads on the outside. I lay her down. I slid to the floor and catching the waist of her pants I pulled them towards me. She lifted. What a surge to see that and then to see the almost blond bush appear. I positioned Helen on her back, legs opened wide, knees bent and feet on the bed. The natural way her body arched to this position was made for her flower to open up. I gazed in wonder at the delicate pink and the curl of the inner lips as they struggled to hide the pale clit, nose peeking out and ready for sex. I, still kneeling on the floor, kissed along her thigh and lightly brushed across some straggling hair to the other side. Then up to her stomach and down to the crease where her flat stomach met her raised leg on the right side. My lips searched for a second or two and then she gasped and arched. I had found that one little place. I gently caressed it and licked it and circled around it. Helen just moaned. I ran my tongue, stiff and demanding into her pussy. The wet lips closed around my mouth. I probed and licked. Helen shouted, “Yes.” “Yes.” “Yes.” “Yes.” “Yes.” “Yes.” I obliged. I moved slightly and run my hands up to Helen’s breasts. Still as perfect. I stroked down until I had a hand from each side reaching to the trim bush and I gripped with my finger tips and pulled up and outwards. My tongue found her slit. Helen screamed. I came up for air. “You like that baby.” I don’t know what she said but it sounded affirmative. I gazed again in wonder at the proffered pussy and a perfect circular rosebud, red and puckered. I wanted to kiss it but that could wait. My tongue, stiff now, found her clit. She moaned. I licked up and down and side to side. The juice just dribbled from her. I knew she was close as she lifted her bottom clear of the bed pushing those pussy lips wider. When she cum it was violent and not as wet as I expected. She held my head between her thighs and literally fucked my face till she was done. I got up at last and without wiping my face I kissed her. A hand mysteriously gripped my cock for the second time that day and I did not resist as I was guided into the warmest wettest pussy you could imagine. Helen groaned. I thought she said “Stop that.” My god that was me. I moved in and out. Then sunk to the hilt. We both groaned. She only had to say “Fuck me.” Once. I raced to the finish line shouting and murmuring to her. Don’t ask I don’t know what. I felt her quicken. Oh if I could cum with her? I went into hyper drive but could not match Helen. She cum. But she continued to go with me. I pumped and struggled and then my lights lit up and the stars whirled around my head. “Give all to me………… Oh baby!……… Please……… every last drop.”. The band of the Coldstream Guards walked up and down my spine. The noise was terrific. “Holy shit” was all I could say. My legs stiff, my toes curled into the bed cover and my arms lifting me up in the air were hurting to relax but all of my being was focused on the cock buried in a moist haven. At last I collapsed sideways to the bed and rolled onto my back. Helen rolled to my side and put her hand on my chest. “Oh have I wanted that for a long time?” The front door opened, Emma came striding down the hall, Helen jumped up, I could not move. I thought she must have seen my car. Well I had left it there deliberately. “Helen darling where are you.” She shouted and pushed the bedroom door open. Her eyes opened wide and she murmured “You bitch.” I knew then that life could only get better. Emma looked at me and said “why?” “Why would you do this behind my back?” “Didn’t you expect me so soon?” I looked back at her straight in the eyes lifted Helens pants and wiped my cock. I sat up and looking at Helen said, “Who would not want that.” “You did not resist it, how could I.” Helen blushed. “Was I only revenge you bastard?” “No… no… no” “I have wanted something like that for a long time but you were my wife’s best friend…………………..” I trailed off to silence and waited. I could have them both. There would be time to choose what to do down the line. In the meantime, “Helen.” “Come here and sit down.” She did as she was bid and I put my hand on her thigh. “You can join us if you want.” Emma hesitated just a second. She whirled took my keys from the floor where they had fallen and said “See you at home.” I hoped that she would be careful with my car.