0 comments/ 206613 views/ 17 favorites Janice Has Them All Ch. 1 By: Axeltheswede Maybe it was out of boredom, or maybe I’ve always had this wild streak that only came out after Bob and I had been married for a few years. Sometimes I think I act out just to get some attention from him. He’s a lawyer for a big corporation. He makes great money. But he’s usually so preoccupied with work he doesn’t have time for me. That’s what brought all this on. If you asked him I think he would admit that. I should give you an idea of what I mean by wild. Its this devil may care attitude I get into sometimes. One time we were driving to Phoenix to see my parents. It was hot, even with the air conditioning going. I was bored. Bob just sits here behind the wheel - Mister Steady. I got the notion to take off my blouse and bra. We were on the freeway in the Mercedes. Bob looked over at me sitting there bare breasted and says, “That’s a look.” Then he passed one of those big trucks. I glanced up at the driver. His eyes were glued to my tits. Bob caught on to what was happening. Instead of stomping on the gas to get by, he slows down so we stay even with the truck. It was like he was calling by bluff. That scene went on for a good ten minutes. The trucker blew his horn and kept waving at me. I even started playing with myself. I grabbed my titties and pulled each one up so I could lick my nipples. My boobs are pretty fine. That’s not bragging, that’s the truth. I figured why not put on show for someone who appreciates it. Finally, I made like I was going to wiggle out of my slacks. That got Bob’s attention. He put his foot down on the gas and we shot past the truck. That night at my folks house he was all over me. He insisted we leave the lights on too. That’s my husband. If I asked him straight out if doing things like that turned him on, I would get the most non-committal, lawyer bullshit answer imaginable. But when I do something that gets to him, the results are immediate. That is until this last little episode. I never imagined the depth and scope of his hidden desires. I should explain a few things. The weekend I’m talking about started out as innocent as anything. Bob got the use of the company ski chalet up in Lake Tahoe. The place is gorgeous, a huge four bedroom thing close to some of the best skiing in the world. We flew up early Friday morning and rented a car at the Reno airport. I love to ski and a long weekend away got me excited. When we got to the place and took our bags inside we got a surprise. Papers and briefcases and all kinds of stuff was scattered around the living room. It was obvious someone else was staying there. We called out but no one was there right then. Bob got on the phone to his office. After twenty minutes of getting transferred around he finally got the story. Two young associate attorneys from Bob’s company were there working with two others from another company. It was some big joint project. They were working out the details and needed a place off by themselves. It was some big deal. If word got out before they were finished both companies would look bad or something. I didn’t care much about that crap. I was disappointed that we had to share the place or go somewhere else. I checked out the bedrooms. Sure enough, all four were being used. When I came down to tell Bob, the front door opened. The most gorgeous young guy I had seen in a long time stood there looking at me. He looked like Mel Gibson, take off about fifteen years. Before I could say anything Bob came up behind me. They knew each other from work. Seth was his name. Bob told him about the situation. The other three guys were out at a restaurant nearby for breakfast. Seth said they could rearrange things so the guys shared a couple of bedrooms. That would make the master suite available for Bob and me. Since we planned to spend our time skiing and taking in the nightlife in town, that sounded OK to us. The idea of a weekend being the only woman in a group of five guys didn’t exactly upset me either. And if the other guys looked anything like Seth, well, that opened up a lot of possibilities for some major league flirting and teasing. Bob and I were up in the bedroom changing into our ski outfits. I was down to my bra and panties, rummaging in my suitcase for a turtleneck when Bob stepped up close. He reached out and traced the outline of one of my erect nipples with his finger. “Try not to get too outrageous this weekend, OK?” His question caught me by surprise. But my smart mouth didn’t fail me. “So, I I can get outrageous but not too outrageous. You’ll let me know when I’m about to cross that line.” He kept teasing my nipple and staring at the soft valley between my breasts. “You know what I mean. I work with two of these young men. I can’t have stories about your flirting and teasing getting back to the office.” I took his finger in one hand. I brought it up to my mouth and licked his fingertip with the tip of my tongue. Then I sucked his finger into my mouth, staring into his eyes all the time. The sensation was quickly getting to him. He caught himself and pulled back his hand. I said, “They are all attorneys like you, right?” “What does that have to do with anything?” I let his question hang there for a long moment. “Well, I could hire all of them for a dollar apiece. Everything we might do or say would fall under attorney - client privilege. Anyone talks, they get tossed out of your precious bar.” Bob shook his head. “You have an answer for everything. I’m just saying, don’t go off by yourself and do something you might regret.” I smiled and stepped closer. I reached down and cupped his male package with one hand. “Now I see what you were trying to say. You aren’t all that concerned about what I do, you just want to make sure you’re there to see it. Do I have that right, Bob?” He took hold of my wrist and looked into my eyes. I could feel his cock starting to swell against my hand. He glanced down at my cleavage. I knew he wanted to open the center clasp on my bra and expose my breasts. I raised my free hand and quickly flipped it open. I pushed the bra straps back on my shoulders, exposing my tits completely for his hungry eyes. His cock was growing harder by the second, still trapped in the confines of his briefs. He moved in closer, still staring at my breasts. I knew the moment was right. I said, “That’s it, isn’t it. You would like to watch me roll around a bed naked with some young stud like Seth downstairs. You’ve read all those sexy stories on the net and in the magazines. The ones that really turn you on are the ones where the husband watches his wife get thoroughly fucked by a young stud.” His cock twitched with excitement. His continued silence spoke volumes and confirmed what I had thought for quite some time. He wanted to watch me make love to another man. The thought of it send a chill through my tummy and started the wetness seeping out of my swelling pussy lips. Without another word we both shed our few clothes and crawled on top of the bed. I took the tip of his hard cock in my mouth and let my hand tease at his balls. After just seconds he pulled me up. “I want to get inside you, Janice. I want your pussy!” I was ready. I rolled onto my back and spread my legs for him. He was over me, his cock quickly finding my moist passage. After just three hard thrusts his cock was buried to the hilt inside my pussy. He felt bigger than he had ever felt before. His lips found mine as he thrust his dick into my cunt faster and faster. I wrapped my legs around him and crossed my ankles, trapping his lower body. Our needs were like one person, getting closer and closer to release. I was almost there with him when he broke our kiss. He looked down into my eyes. His hips were moving slower. Every thrust of his cock was powerful and deep. Even though I was breathing hard I managed to whisper, “You can imagine watching me right now. A hard young stud is pounding my pussy while I keeping coming and coming under him.” Bob’s eyes got big as he willed himself to look down at me, “Yes, dammit, that’s what I want! I want to watch him fuck you fast and hard with his big cock! I want to watch!” His cock erupted inside me. I felt his thick shaft jerk with jet after jet of his cream. He filled me so full, I felt his jizz start to seep out of my pussy and trail down my ass. It had been a long time since he came like that. And he wasn’t done. He eased himself back. I released him from my legs. He moved down until his face was almost touching the short hair above my pussy lips. I was nearly in shock. Never in our married life had he ever wanted to eat my cunt after he had shot his load inside me. But that day was different. His tongue traveled the length of my slit, spreading my nether lips so gently. I knew he must be tasting his own semen but it didn’t slow him down. I let my head fall back against the bed. When his tongue circled the swollen little nub of my clit I couldn’t hold back any longer. Reaching down, I grasped his head with both hands and pulled his face into my hot wet cunt. His tongue kept teasing at my center as the explosions traveled out from my sex. Wave after wave jolted me. I had to roll toward my side to escape his magic tongue. He finally realized what I needed and pulled back. He looked up at me, smiling with the lower half of his face drenched with the combination of our fluids. He crawled up next to me. The pungent evidence of our coupling was strong but so sweet at the same time. I kissed him and cradled his head against my arm. I told him, “That was such a rush. You make me feel so good.” He smiled, “It was pretty terrific for me too” Then everything suddenly made sense to me. I pulled back a little and looked into his eyes. “You were imagining sucking another man’s cum out of my pussy. That’s it isn’t it? You not only want to watch me getting fucked, you want to have me right after.” He looked hurt. I had blurted out his innermost secret. He rolled away from me onto his back. He stared up at the ceiling and said, “Yes, you have the whole thing figured out. I want to watch you and another man have sex. I want it to be the most mind blowing sexual experience you’ve ever had. And I want to see his cum oozing out of your well fucked pussy. I want to clean you up and lick your hot cunt until you come again for me.” I put my open hand on his chest. He was still breathing fast and deep from his earlier exertions. I understood what he had said. I didn’t understand the why of it. I couldn’t imagine where his fantasy was coming from. He turned his head to look at me, “Don’t ask me to explain it. I don’t understand it myself. I only know that I want it to happen so bad I can’t stand it. “ I laid there wondering. In the fifteen years Bob and I had been married I had done a few things. I had flirted with other men. I had even teased more than a few and let them think they were going to get more than they did. The truth was, I had never been unfaithful to Bob. We married right out of college. I had a total of four sex partners before him. Two were so forgettable not even a detail of our encounters remained in my memory. “You think I’m crazy, don’t you?” I stroked his chest and said, “No, I don’t think you’re crazy. My first reaction is having you watch me with someone else would be a real turn-on. I guess I would have to know you are really going to be able to handle it. Can you really watch me fuck another guy, and not freak out right in the middle of it?” Bob turned and raised himself up on one elbow. “I know I can. Believe me, I’ve thought about this for a long time. I’ve tried to figure out where my obsessive need for you to fuck another guy.... where that came from. I don’t know and when you think about, it really doesn’t matter. I know I want it to happen and I want to watch.” There was no question he was being totally honest. The more I let the idea sink in, the more I wanted to let it happen. But I had doubts too. “You know, I don’t think I could just get naked and have sex with some random guy. There has to be at least some attraction on my part.” Bob stroked my cheek. “Of course, baby. You are in control all the way. Look, we’ll go out tonight for dinner and that place you love for dancing after. If somebody comes on to you just let things go their course. Just know I want it to go all the way. If you decide not to, well, we try another time. No pressure.” I still had questions. “How do you see this actually happening? The three of us all in one bed?” He smiled, “I guess I always pictured it like I am watching from the closet or behind the curtains. The guy doesn’t know I’m there.” I glanced down his body. His cock, laying limp and spent against his leg just a minute ago, was quickly getting hard again. Just talking about his watching was getting him turned on. It had literally been years since we fucked twice in one evening, let alone twice in twenty minutes. He was right, his fantasy had a firm grip on him, almost to the point of obsession. I took his hardening cock in my hand. We both looked down at it. I said, “Looks like you’ve got yourself all hot and bothered and ready to go again.” He leaned over and kissed me. That magic tongue of his teased my lips again with such promise. He pulled back. His look was a picture of so much need and want it seemed impossible for my to deny him. I said, “OK, let’s see if we can make your fantasy into reality. But, we take it one step at a time. If I see you even give a hint you can’t handle it, we quit right there. Will you agree to that?” He rolled me onto my back and got himself positioned between my legs again. The hard tip of his cock found the wet, warm center of my pussy. I looked up at him. “Do you agree to what I said?” His cock eased into me. “Yes, yes, yes, just let me see it happen.” End Chapter One Did you like this story? Where would you like to see it go from here? Please vote. Give me some feedback by anonymous email if you can. It is always good to find out my creative labors are appreciated. Thank you readers. Janice Has Them All Ch. 2 We made it to the slopes just before noon. Mixing with the crowds near the lodge, I felt like the proverbial kid in the candy store. My years of flirting and teasing other men had suddenly been given license. I could take an encounter with any strange man as far as I wanted without losing the safe haven of my marriage. I still had some doubts in the back of my mind. But I figured I could explore things gradually and see how I felt before going further. Little did I know. Bob and I took the chairlift up to the top of the first level. We skied off and followed the well used path to the beginning of the most gentle part of the mountain. It was a beautiful day, fifty degrees in the sunshine. That’s what I love about mountain skiing. You don’t have to get all bundled up in six layers of clothing to do it. I was comfortable wearing just a turtleneck over my bra and a pair of snazzy blue ski pants. They were the thinly padded kind with suspenders and a zipper down the outside of each leg. Judging from the looks I got down by the lodge, I looked pretty good. We stood there on our skis, just enjoying watching all the skiers coming past us from further up the mountain. One young guy caught my eye. He was carving precise turns as he approached us. Dressed in shorts and a tight muscle shirt he glanced quickly at me and smiled as he passed. I couldn’t resist the opportunity to test my husband. “How about that one, darling,” I teased, “Couldn’t you just picture the tight buns on that one tensing every time he shoved his hard dick into my pussy?” Bob looked over at me, a little wide eyed. A smile started at the corners of his mouth. Then he just nodded and didn’t say anything. I raised one ski pole and pointed at the next young guy that skied past us. “How about that one? I bet he has a great big cock. Can you picture my lips wrapped around his hard dick, sucking him off until he fills my mouth with his cum?” Bob shook his head, still smiling, “You sure have a nasty mouth on you this morning. You kiss people with that mouth?” We both laughed and I said, “Yeah, and I do a lot more too.” “You keep talking like that, I’m liable to drag you off into the woods over there and get in that sweet pussy of yours again.” Before I could say anything more we both saw Seth, one of the young lawyers sharing our chalet. He was skiing down towards us. Recognition registered on his face. He turned and came to a stop next to Bob. He had already left the chalet when Bob and I walked downstairs after our sexual workout earlier that morning. It was a surprise to see him on the slopes. “Before you say anything, let me explain,” Seth said holding up one gloved hand. “You’re wondering why I’m out here instead of back at the chalet, working. Well, can you keep a secret?” “I think I know what you’re going to say, but go ahead. Your secret is safe with us.” Bob said. Seth smiled. I was reminded just how good looking he was. Longish brown hair framed the kind of face you see in catalog pictures for men’s clothes. If my husband wanted to watch me screw another man, young Seth was at the top of my list of candidates for the job. It was easy for me to imagine his nice muscular body under the sweater and jeans he was wearing. He had a nice gentle smile too. “We actually finished our work yesterday. We all agreed to hold off telling our bosses and enjoy the weekend. The other three guys don’t ski. They went into Reno for some gambling and whatever. I don’t expect them back until late.” Bob glanced over at me and smiled like he had just been named lawyer of the year. I could almost see the wheels turning in his head, he imagined his long held desire had an excellent chance of being realized. I felt a little nervous tingle in my tummy, thinking the same thing. Seth was looking at us, waiting to make sure we would keep the secret. Bob looked over at him and said, “I would have done the same thing. We work you young guys pretty hard. You deserve some time for yourselves.” “Thanks for being so understanding. I’ll tell Rich when he gets back.” When he mentioned the name Rich, it jogged my memory. I met a young man named Rich at the company Christmas party. If Seth was talking about the same guy, he was a real hunk. I remembered him as tall and sandy blonde, with dimples like Tom Selleck when he smiled. One of the other wives I knew said he was so gorgeous he must be gay. I told her I hoped not, Bob spoke up, “Were you on the way to the lodge, or were you going back up?” “Actually, I was going to take the chairlift back up.” Bob nodded and looked serious. “Seth, why don’t you and Janice take the chair on up. I need to get this binding adjusted. Last time out it kept releasing all the time.” Seth looked over at me, “Sure, I would love to ski with your wife.” We left Bob standing there and skied over to the chairlift that would take us to the next, higher level on the mountain. As it turned out we took the lift after that going almost to the top. It was nice to be able to sit and talk with Seth. We exchanged backgrounds. I found out he grew up in Carson City, and learned to ski on the mountain we were about to enjoy. His father had been a staff lawyer for the state legislature. Seth had followed familty tradition by becoming a lawyer. At one point the chairlift passed into a shaded stretch. The cool air made my nipples hard. I sat up a little straighter as Seth enjoyed the sight of them pressing out through my bra and turtleneck. He moved a little closer and put his arm around me for warmth. I was right about his being in shape. My shoulder was pressed against solid muscle. When we finally started skiing he was a joy to watch. Bob and I are both pretty accomplished skiers. We grew up in Northern Michigan and started skiing about the time we learned to walk. Seth had started young too. In almost no time we were skiing together like we had been doing it for years. We took short runs, cutting parallel turns side by side, and stopped to admire each other’s skill. During one stop I glanced over and saw Bob standing in a group of trees on the far side of the run. I side slipped past Seth so he wouldn’t catch sight of my husband following us. I was kind of surprised. I thought Bob had left us to get better acquainted. I started wondering what he expected to see Seth and I do on a public ski slope. Right then I decided to see if I could arrange a little test. When we stopped again I told Seth I could use a little break. He thought for a few seconds and then said we could get off the main slope into some trails. He said there were rock outcroppings scattered through the area where we could sit and get some sun at the same time. I told him to lead the way. He turned into some fresh snow and led us, skiing slowly through the trees. Sure enough, we came to a little clearing. Bare rock fell away from a nearly flat area no bigger than a couple of parking spaces. We got out of our skis and stepped over to where the snow gave way to bare rock. We were really secluded from the main ski run. I said, “This is really beautiful, Seth. The sun feels so warm.” He pointed to a spot just below us. “We can sit on that little flat spot.” I glanced back toward the way we came in. Sure enough, Bob had seen us turn off. He was quite a ways away, following our tracks. I stepped down beside Seth and checked out the little rock bench he had found. I said, “Too bad we didn’t bring a blanket.” He smiled and took off his ski gloves. I took off my gloves too. Then he pulled his sweater up and over his head. He laid it down on the rocks and motioned with his hand, “Your wish.” He stood there in a red, long sleeved tee shirt he had been wearing under the sweater. I punched him playfully on the arm and sat down. He sat close to me. He almost had to put his arm around in back of me so we could share the space on his sweater. It felt good to lean into him. I think we were both very aware that just a turn of our heads would allow us to kiss. I put my hand on top of his thigh. He looked down at it and then covered it with his own. I couldn’t hold back any longer. I turned and brought my other hand up to his face. I pressed my lips against his. I felt his tongue make a tentative probe and I opened my mouth. I had an overpowering urge to lose myself in his kiss. For all my teasing ways, Seth’s kiss was my first truly passionate kiss with another man since Bob and I got married. It was such a naughty thrill, I felt a tingle in my pussy, warming me from the inside out. He brought his arm up in back of me and turned me more to face him. When the back of his other hand brushed one of my breasts I broke our kiss and pulled back. I looked into his soft brown eyes and tried to resist the urge to kiss him again. Then he said, “Is there a game going on here and I don’t know the rules?” It was one of the most honest questions I had ever heard a man ask. His calm expression told me he was totally sincere. I considered the possible answers I could give him. I wanted to spill my guts with the whole story. But that seemed so crass and cheap. And I didn’t want to risk driving him away. I decided instead to say, “If I asked you to just relax and follow my lead, could you do that?” “I don’t know. I guess I like knowing where I’m going before I start out. Don’t we all?” “Well, yes and no. How about this, go with me one step at a time, and any time you want to stop, just say the word.” He thought about it for a moment. “Do you and Bob have one of those open arrangements, you know, when it comes to other people?” I was about to answer when he held up his hand. He pressed his finger gently against my lips. “Forget that I asked you that. The truth is, you are an exciting, sexy, beautiful lady. I don’t want to negotiate a contract here. I just want to kiss you again and keep on going until you say stop.” At that moment he had me. I melted into his kiss. It all seemed so right, and felt so damn good. The sun warming us combined with the heat we were creating between us was all that was needed in that one moment. Seth slipped the suspenders on my ski pants down off my shoulders. His warm hand traveled under my thin turtleneck across my bare flesh. He quickly opened the catch on my bra. When his hand came back around and cupped my breast I pushed into his touch. I pulled up my shirt, exposing my naked tits for his eyes. He bent down to take my nipple in his mouth. I hugged him close and looked over into the trees. Bob was standing behind the branches of a thick pine tree. He had such a look of lust and rapture on his face I knew he was lost in the near realization of his powerful fantasy. Any lingering doubts I had disappeared in that instant. Bob loved me and wanted to see me fucking another man. He had been right when he said before, he just truly wanted to see it happen. The truth was that simple. My pussy juices were soaking the crotch of my panties. We were locked again in our seemingly endless kiss. I took hold of Seth’s hand and pushed it down my belly. He understood. As his fingers traveled down toward the center of my desire I worked on the zippers along each of my legs. When his touch lingered at the point where my short cunt hair started, I managed to open the last few inches at the bottom of each pant leg. I reached for his belt. He stood up in front of me, still bending to hold our kiss. I got his belt open and the button at the top of his zipper. Then it was like some unspoken mutual realization came over both of us. Seth pulled back, ending our kiss for the moment. He raised up and his touch withdrew from just above my pussy. We both wanted to slow down, forget the frenzy, and enjoy what we knew we both wanted. He unzipped his fly and reached down into his underwear with one hand. His other pushed his clothes down and his hard cock was suddenly free. His cock was gorgeous, just the right size to suck on and tease and fill my hungry pussy. I reached out with both hands and pulled him forward. I sucked in the hard tip of his cock with my lips and let my fingers trail down into the dense hair on his balls. I gripped his hard shaft with my other hand and stroked him with a firm motion. He matched my rhythm, thrusting his cock between my lips as I sucked him with genuine hunger. He put his hands on the sides of my face. I looked up at him without releasing his cock. He said, “I’m going to cum if you don’t stop.” I wanted him to cum. I wanted to drink down all that his beautiful hard cock could shoot into my mouth. I stroked him faster and let a long, low humming sound tell him how much I wanted to feel his explosive climax. I heard his breathing increase to a frantic pace. Then he froze, the tip of his hard cock at the back of my mouth. His first spurt was hot and salty. I swallowed it quickly and squeezed his shaft harder. He kept cumming and cumming. I captured every drop until he was spent. I had to release his cock as he dropped down to his knees in front of me. He kissed me, probing my mouth with his tongue just like before. He pulled my loose ski pants from between my legs. Then he unfastened the four clips on each of my ski boots and slipped them off. I scooted my bottom to the edge of our rough seat. When his fingers slid under the elastic of my panties I raised up and helped him get them off. He pulled back. I spread my legs knowing he would see my swollen pussy, ready for whatever way he chose to use me. Seth leaned forward. The first touch of his lips and tongue on my aroused cunt sent a jolt of pleasure through my body. He found my hard little clitty with the tip of his tongue and lapped against it with quick little jabs. I grabbed his head with both hands. His tongue was just too much, too fast. I pushed his head back and looked down into his eyes and said, “Slowly, baby, lick me all over and take it slow.” I knew he wanted my pleasure to equal his own. When his tongue traveled up my swollen slit and down again I wanted to scream from the delicious pleasure of it. Seth was proving to be the lover I hoped he would be. I just kept letting the sensation build, knowing I could let my orgasm explode at the moment of my choosing. I looked over at the spot where I knew Bob was observing us. He was standing boldly away from his hiding spot. Seeing Seth with his face buried between my legs had allowed him to show himself to me. He had his clothes open, his stiff cock exposed as he stroked himself with one hand. His earlier expression, like he was in a lust filled trance, was still on his face. He blew me a kiss with his free hand. I searched my mind for some shred of regret, some tiny feeling of remorse. I found none. I knew I had been swept along by Bob’s journey from fantasy to reality. But I also knew it was my decision to take the trip with him. As that beautiful young man kept licking my wet pussy toward climax I mentally laid back and willed it to happen. I’m sure I screamed when the jolts of nerve melting sensations radiated out from my pussy. I felt my thighs tremble as I held Seth’s head in my hands. His tongue was flat against my clit, making the explosions go on and on. When I finally started to regain my senses I felt him pull away and stand up. Through my half closed eyes I saw his cock was hard again. One thought played over and over in my mind - I had to have his beautiful prick inside me. I stood up. We were close in that confined space. I really didn’t have a clue as to what exactly I wanted to do. I knew I wanted his cock inside my pussy. Lucky for me, Seth took over. He moved past me and sat down where I had been. Then he turned me and pulled me to him. I felt dumb for the time it took me to realize what he wanted me to do. He was sitting there, leaning back with his arms straight to hold himself up. His hard cock was poking up in the air from its nest of dark pubic hair. He had pulled my ski pants around his lower body from the back. Looking down I finally understood he was providing cushioning for my knees to straddle his body. He moved one arm and reached out to help me up. I put my knees against his legs and slowly crawled up on top of him. If Bob had allowed anyone to wander into our little patch of that mountain they would have had to laugh at the three of us. Bob was still standing, his cock in his hand, over in the trees. I was naked from the waist down except for my high socks. Seth was laid back, his pants around the tops of ski boots, his rigid member throbbing in the sunlight. When the hard tip of his cock touched the tender flesh between my legs all other thoughts vanished from my mind. I looked down at Seth as I lowered myself, slowly capturing his cock with my hot little cunt. I settled on him and felt him fill my aching need. He pushed up with his hips and I knew he was touching the entrance of my womb. That feeling of fullness set me off. I let myself go. I was the one doing the fucking. I pulled myself up and pounded my wet pussy down around his cock. With my free hands I pulled up the front of my shirt and cupped my hot titties. I looked down at Seth and ran my tongue back and forth across my lips. Then I bent my head and pulled my tits up, to lick first one nip, and then the other. And all the time I kept up my furious pace, fucking that hard dick into my pussy. If Bob wanted to see me fuck, he was going to see me FUCK!!! “Fuck me, baby! Fuck me! I know you want to fill my pussy like you filled my mouth!” My words were bringing Seth right along with me. He was humping up into my pussy every time I brought myself down to capture his cock. I knew I had drained his balls with my cocksucking. And I wanted our second orgasms to cum together. Looking into his eyes I could tell he wanted the same thing. Our sense of time seemed to blur. There was only the driving force of our combined sexual need taking us toward our inevitable explosions. Seth was the one to signal the beginning of the end. He grabbed my side with one hand and called out, “Oh god, I’m cumming so hard! Get with me. Janice. Cum with me!” I filled my pussy with his pulsing rod and felt his shaft jerk and jerk and jerk a few times more. My own orgasm snuck up on me and numbed my pussy with one long, powerful shock. I collapsed on top of Seth. We were both breathing so hard I had to raise myself on my hands to let us both get enough air. I felt his cock finally soften inside me and slip out between my relaxing pussy lips. I carefully pulled one leg over him and settled on my side using half of my ski pants for a cushion. We stayed like that, the sun still warming our half naked bodies, for a good little while. When I thought to look over at where Bob had been watching he was gone. I smiled to myself wondering how many times he had gotten himself off. I guessed at least twice. And combined with our lovemaking that morning he had to be totally drained. Seth found his voice, “That was....gee, what can I say, Janice.” I smiled at him. “An incredible fuck, would you agree on that.” He laughed and said, “At the very least. I know a lawyer is never supposed to be at a loss for words, but....” We got ourselves back together slowly. I was amazed that I felt so comfortable with the whole situation. The fact was, I had just had sex with a young guy I had met for the first time just hours ago. And we were unselfconciously getting dressed and about to ski off down the rest of the mountain. When we reached the lodge both Seth and I realized how hungry we were. We got out of our skis and went into the cafeteria. We loaded our trays and sat down next to the big windows looking out at the mountain. We were half way through our burgers when Bob walked up. “Looks like you two worked up an appetite.” He patted Seth on the shoulder and sat down in the chair next to me. He cadged a couple of my fries and said, “Beautiful day out there today. Snow was just right.” Janice Has Them All Ch. 2 Seth and looked at each other. I wondered if my young lover had seen Bob over hiding in the trees. When Seth and I left our rocky little love nest, I insisted we leave by skiing down through fresh snow below us. I didn’t want him to see three sets of tracks leading from the main slope. As we finished our food, Bob was all outgoing charm and animated conversation. It was obvious he was trying to get Seth past any twinges of guilt he might be feeling over screwing another man’s wife. And it worked. Seth was smiling and joking with both of us. It was getting late. We could see the chairlift was stopped. Skiers were coming up to the lodge and getting out of their skis. Bob looked back and forth at both Seth and me and said, “Let’s go back to the chalet. We can shower and change. A nap might not be bad idea either. Then we should all go out and get a nice dinner. Since the other guys won’t be back until late, we would love to have you join us, Seth.” Seth looked over at me. I thought I saw a little trace of color rise in his cheeks. I said, “Please, go to dinner with us.” “I would enjoy that,” he said still looking into my eyes. “It’s settled then. We’ll see you back at the chalet later.” Bob said as he stood up. He was suddenly all business. He took care of my tray and hustled out to get our skis. In almost no time we were in the car on the way back to the chalet. When we arrived he was still hustling. I joined him in the master bedroom. He was down to his underwear, standing there with a big smile on his face. He stepped over to me and slipped the suspenders of my ski pants down off my shoulders. Then he went after the zippers. The reason for all his hurrying suddenly hit me. I pulled him up to face me. “You can’t possibly want to have sex again. My God, Bob, how many times did you get yourself off when you were watching?” He put his hands on my shoulders and smiled as he looked me in the eye. “You were incredible, Janice. Watching you and Seth was....I don’t have words to descibe it. I don’t know how many times I actually came. When you were up on him, fucking him like that, I think I just had one continuous blast. I had to sit down in the snow to get myself back together!” I finished taking off my ski pants. Standing there in just my panties and shirt I kept waiting for Bob to calm down. He stood there close, still smiling. Then he reached out and pulled me into a kiss. His body felt good against mine, so familiar and safe. Then he slid his hand down my tummy into my panties. His two middle fingers found the moist lips of my pussy. He was gentle but insistent. I felt my heat begin to rise. I was a little surprised at myself. Then it was Bob doing the surprising. He broke our kiss and looked down at me. His fingers left my cunt and he brought them up to his mouth. He put them into his mouth and licked them clean, all the time making a humming sound like he was tasting the most delicious thing he had ever had. I had to smile. My husband was suddenly this playful little boy, acting like he had just discovered sex. He dropped his hand and whispered, “Come sit on my face, baby. I gotta have the rest of that.” He pulled me with him over to the bed. I was totally caught up in the next part of his fantasy. I pulled my shirt off and got rid of my bra. I slipped out of my panties. When I went to toss them over on a chair, Bob grabbed them out of my hand. He wadded them in one hand and buried his nose in the ball of sheer fabric. What a goof, I thought, but he was having so much fun there was no way I wanted him to stop. We climbed up on the bed. He laid himself out on his back and pulled my hand. “C’mon, Janice. Climb up here on your hubby’s face.” In my mind, I flashed back to the point where I climbed up on Seth’s hard cock. I pushed the thought aside and got into position over Bob’s face. When his tongue lapped up at my pussy I was immediately back on track for another round of heated arousal. His tongue was all over my pussy, pressing into my well fucked hole and sucking out the cum Seth had blasted deep inside me. I sensed Bob’s need for the completion of his fantasy. I looked down at him and said, “Lick my pussy, lick out all the hot cream my young stud put there for you. Clean me up good so I can let him fill me up again.” My words drove him even wilder. He was licking me like a man possessed. I was rapidly approaching still another orgasm. I glanced back at his body. He had his erect cock in one hand, stroking himself in a mad frenzy. I was breathing hard but I still managed to spit out everything I could think of to say, “Suck every drop of his cum you cunt licking bastard. Taste the cream he used to mark my pussy! Suck my clit, make me cum!” I actually felt the first thick hot drop of his cum as it hit my back. The shock of realizing that his orgasm was that powerful sent me over the edge. I rocked back. His frenzied tongue was too much. Nerve wrenching spasms took hold of my body below my waist. I just kept riding the sensation. My knees were weak. I tumbled off to one side and stared back at my smiling husband. The lower part of his face was drenched with our fluids. I looked down at his cock. He was still holding himself, a line of fresh cum was visible running from the tip of his dick almost to his chin. I was amazed. I said, “What are you doing, going out and buying that stuff?” We both laughed out loud together. Then Bob crawled up and kissed me. When he flopped back down on his side he said, “Guess I was all backed up. And I have to say it again, Janice. You were incredible out there.” He was getting to me with that statement. I swore to myself, if he said it one more time I was going to clock him. But I thought of something else to say. “And just think, sweetie, the weekend has just started.” I could see the possibilities dancing in his eyes as I grabbed the corner of the bedspread and pulled it over to cover myself. I mumbled, “Wake me up when you’re ready to head out for dinner.” End Chapter Two Did you enjoy this story? Where would you like to see it go from here? Please vote. Give me some feedback by anonymous email if you can. I am always grateful to know if my creative labors are appreciated. Thank you readers. Janice Has Them All Ch. 3 I woke up from my nap. Vague remnants of a sexy dream lingered at the edge of my consciousness. I realized I had my hands together, pressed between my legs. I wondered what kind of a sex maniac I was becoming. Since that morning I had two sex sessions with my husband, Bob. Between those encounters was my incredible experience with my new lover, Seth. If outdoor sex on a ski slope hadn’t been enough of a rush, the additional aspect of having my husband watch, took it over the top. The door to the bathroom was open just a crack. A shadow passed through the cone of light spilling into the bedroom. Bob leaned out and saw me looking back at him. It was obvious he had recently showered and gotten dressed for dinner. He crossed the distance to the bed and crawled up next to me. “How’s my sweet Baboo? Have a nice little nap?” I had to smile. Bob was playing the goof. It was a side of him I hadn’t seen in years. I stretched my arms over my head. The bedspread covering me slipped down. My bare breasts got Bob’s attention. He leaned over and kissed my nipple, then nibbled it tenderly. A little tingle of excitement hit me. It was a bit of a shock to realize I suddenly had sexual reflexes like when I was a teenager. My tender nip was already responding to the attention, getting firm between my husband’s lips. I put one hand on the back of his head and stretched again. “What are we becoming, Bob, a couple of sex maniacs?” He pulled back. My nipple escaped his lips and made the rest of my titty jiggle. He looked into my eyes. “I don’t know, babe. I feel like I’ve rediscovered sex. Watching you and Seth up on the mountain, I don’t think I ever had a sexual experience that even comes close.” Even in the dim light, I could see the excitement in his eyes. I knew what he meant. My encounter with Seth topped my list of incredible couplings. I said, “I’m guessing you would like to do it all again.” Bob took hold of my wrist. He turned his head next to my hand until his lips were pressed against my palm. He kissed my sensitive flesh. Watching him do that and feeling his tenderness made me smile. I don’t think I ever loved him more than that second. A clear realization hit me. Whatever sexual adventures we might enjoy with others, we would always have an unbreakable bond between us. I waited until he looked into my eyes and said, “I love you, Bob. Don’t ever doubt that.” He kept my hand pressed to his cheek and leaned toward me. Our lips met, the tip of his tongue teasing before he pulled back. “I love you too, baby. And don’t you ever doubt that.” We laid there, savoring the moment, until Bob gently put my hand down on the bedspread. “Jump in the shower, babe. You’ve been snoozing for almost two hours. Seth and I are hungry for some good steaks.” Bob scooted off the bed. I untangled myself from the bedspread and climbed out of bed. Bob stood there, enjoying the sight of my naked body. He stepped back so I would have to walk close on my way to the bathroom. Sure enough, I got a playful swat on my bare ass on the way past him. He smiled after me and said, “Hurry. The night is young, and holds the promise of many adventures, before the dawn.” I had to turn after hearing that statement. He was getting goofier by the hour. “What was that?” Bob put his hand over his heart. “A little shithouse Shakespeare for m’lady as she repairs to her evening toilette.” If I would have had something handy, I would have thought about throwing it at him. Instead, I had to settle for, “Take your silly ass downstairs. I will be as quick as I can. No promises, but I’ll hurry.” We shared a quick laugh as he bowed. I left him standing there and went into the bathroom. For a company owned ski chalet, the master bath was just short of luxurious. I climbed into one of those showers with four showerheads shooting water from different directions. The hot water felt wonderful. And one of the streams of water was just the right height. The thought hit me that a girl could get used to something like that. Soaping up was a trick amid all that spray. But I managed to wash off the stickiness left behind by my earlier escapades. Then I caught myself with my soapy hand lingering on my muff. I slid one finger into the folds of my pussy lips. There was no doubt where further exploration would take me. I heard the voice in my head, ‘Damn, Janice, you’re getting yourself into a perpetual state of hot pants. Turn it down a notch already’. I knew I was giving myself good advice. I also knew I would be turning things up a couple of notches later. Visions of a threesome with Bob and Seth were constantly on my mind. With two such willing lovers, I knew it wouldn’t be hard to arrange. The only question was, how much to tease them before the actual event. After my shower I was faced with a big question - what to wear. I had packed for a ski weekend, not a sex marathon. Then it hit me. If less is sometimes more, maybe more could be less, this time around. I went with a plaid knee length wool skirt over my garter belt and sheer nylons. I always felt sexier with that combination, instead of panty hose. For a top, I chose a red turtle neck over a lacy black bra, and a light gray sweater vest. My hair had come out looking good after blowing it dry. I did a quick application of lip gloss and some color and checked myself over in the mirror. I was feeling sexy and it showed. My grand entrance down the stairs was appreciated by my two smiling consorts. Seth gave out a low whistle, “You look like a snow princess. An afternoon of skiing sure agrees with you.” I did a little pirouette and smiled at both of them. “Some skiing afternoons more than others.” We all traded knowing looks and laughed. Bob helped me into my coat. Once out the door, I offered an arm to each of my lovers. When they obliged, I pulled them close. We walked to the car like that. Nothing like starting off the evening the way you wanted it to end, I thought. Dinner was a combination of great food, superb wine, interesting conversation and more than a few sexual innuendos. It seemed like every other comment had some double meaning, with one a reference to something bawdy. Seth had a little piece of news that got me wondering. He said he left a note behind for the other three men sharing the chalet for the weekend. He told them where we would be if they returned earlier than expected. I wondered if the presence of the others would affect my plan. Then it occurred to me, I had played things by ear up to that point. And there was no use worrying over things I couldn’t control. But some additional possibilities did cross my mind. What might happen the rest of the weekend was still a mystery. After we had finished our dinner we all sat back to enjoy the last of the wine. I noticed a young man standing by the host. He was slowly scanning the room. Bob was sitting with his back to the door. The man stopped looking when he recognized Seth. He made his way through the tables. He was handsome in kind of a boyish way. And he was definitely in great shape. A dark blue turtleneck couldn’t hide a well muscled upper body. Bob and Seth both looked up as he came to a stop next to our table. “Roger, hey guy,” Seth said as he pushed himself back from the table. “Glad you could make it. Where are the other guys?” We got through the introductions. Roger was the other lawyer from Bob’s company. He was a recent hire. I had never met him before. When he took my hand I looked into his eyes. There was definitely potential for some serious flirting behind that smile of his and no sign of a ring. He sat down in the fourth chair. Bob signaled to the waiter. We all ordered after dinner drinks. “Funny thing about the other two guys,” Roger began. “They were winning like crazy playing blackjack. Between the two of them, they had to be ten grand ahead. I was losing my shirt. Then one of the casino host guys offered them a suite in the hotel for the night, and dinner on top of that.” Bob and Seth traded knowing looks. Seth said, “They gave those guys a room so they would stay and give the house a chance to get their money back. The casino gave up a room they probably wouldn’t rent anyway. It will be interesting to see how much money the two of them end up with.” I could see the wheels turning in Bob’s mind. The sudden appearance of Roger just added another player to his plans for the evening. In his head, our threesome had just added another participant. That thought gave me a little tingle in my tummy. Then it occurred to me that it would be nice to get to know the guy a little better first. I thought for a moment and came up with the answer. I waited for a lull in the conversation and said, “I would enjoy some music and maybe some dancing. That is, if you gentlemen still have enough energy.” They all traded looks. Sometimes men are so easy to manipulate. If I would have whined something like ‘take me dancing’ they would have all moaned. They would have looked at me like the bitch from hell. Challenging their stamina and egos was something different. I could see their responses written all over their faces - ‘dancing, sure, I can dance ‘til the sun comes up, that’s what you want’. Bob was the first to speak, “There’s the club we went to last time we were here. It’s right down the road.” We all agreed except Roger. He hadn’t had dinner. We left him at our table after he promised to join us later. I snuggled in between my two men in the front seat of the car. It was a short drive. We parked in a half full lot and were treated to the sound of rock music spilling out into the night. In a short time we were enjoying our first round of drinks and a good band. Bob liked to dance but he wasn’t all that skilled. Seth was something else. From the first time we hit the dance floor, he was fun to watch. He had moves fast dancing that were making other guys jealous. When a slow song began, we stayed on the floor. We fit together perfectly. I had the choice of burying my face in his collar or looking up into his eyes. We had a chance to talk. Seth leaned back a little and waited for me to return his gaze. He said, “Do you think Bob knows what we were doing up on the mountain?” His question was more than a bit of a shock. I considered. I could play things coy, and give him some evasive answer. Or, I could put the whole situation out in the open. Looking into his beautiful green eyes made me hesitate. I knew I wanted him again so bad. I wanted to feel him stroking that wonderful cock of his into my pussy again. And I wanted my husband right there watching it all happen. I had to find out what Seth was thinking before I committed myself. I kissed him. There was no doubt he loved it. When I pulled back, the same look as before, was on his face. I said, “I thought you were the ‘go with the flow’ guy. I think that’s what you said this afternoon.” He danced us to the edge of the crowd. He looked serious and said, “Ever since we left the chalet, all through dinner, you’ve been giving off some strong signals. I hope you aren’t just teasing. I want you again. If this is leading up to you and Bob going to your room and locking the door, well.....” I knew it was time to come clean. “When we go back and lock the door we want you with us, in the same bed.” His eyes opened a little wider. He smiled. “I thought, I mean, I was hoping that’s where this was leading, but.....” “But what? You’re wondering if Bob goes both ways? Wondering if he switches teams? Wondering if your virgin little bum is safe while I’m taking care of your front?” We were both laughing when I finished. Seth shook his head, “Janice, you are something. You are the sexiest woman I’ve ever met. The thought of being with you again, hell, bombs could go off behind me, wouldn’t slow me down for a second.” I could see he was serious. I was flattered. I said, “I don’t think we’ll have to worry about anything like that. Just make love to me again.” We danced for a little while. He pulled back again, “Have the two of you done this before?” I shook my head. “You’re the first man I’ve had sex with, other than Bob, since we got married. He asked me to seduce you. I agreed.” He looked at me with a serious expression, “You aren’t kidding, are you?” “That’s the truth. He just wants to watch me with another man, and have me after. Sometimes things are that simple. Those are his words. I believe him.” Seth looked like he was about to say something else. I kissed him and held him tight against me. I could feel the outline of his cock against my tummy. All I could think of was the feel of it inside my pussy. Feeling sure that would happen again gave me a tingle of anticipation. The band took a break. Seth left Bob and I alone when he went to get another round of drinks. Bob kept looking at me with a sly smile on his face. I finally said, “What?” “I was just thinking about later. Watching you fucking another man is just so incredible. I can hardly wait to see you do it again.” “What about Roger? Do you want to see me fuck him too?” Bob considered for a moment. “Up to you, babe. You’re the one calling the shots. If there is anything about to happen you don’t like, you say the word and it stops right there.” It was my turn to consider. I believed what he said. I had the power and the responsibility. I could let my nasty side run wild. “You would like to see me with Seth’s cock in my pussy, while I take Roger’s dick in my mouth.” “The possibility had occurred to me, I won’t lie. I can picture it in my mind.” Bob wasn’t the only one who could picture me servicing two hard cocks at the same time. The first time I saw that in a porno Bob rented, I got turned on seeing the actress do it. I thought actually experiencing it would be a hundred times more exciting. He leaned over and took my face in his hands. He gave me a quick kiss. “I love you. You love me. Let yourself go and we’ll both enjoy what happens.” Before I could respond, Seth came back to the table, with Roger right behind. Bob glanced at his watch, “That was one quick dinner, Rog.” He shrugged and looked a little sheepish, “I went with chicken fingers at the bar. I didn’t want to miss the dancing. This past week has been tough. I kind of wanted to bust loose tonight.” That is just what we did. The band started playing again. Roger took my hand, pulling me onto the dance floor after the first drumbeat. He was as good as Seth. He danced like he was born doing it. And his blue eyes were all over me like a second skin. I had to pause and get rid of my sweater. Seth joined us on the way back to the floor. I was suddenly the meat in their dance sandwich. Seth was the steady one at my back, hands on my hips. Roger was all smooth moves, dancing close in front. It was the hottest time I had on a dance floor in years. When the song ended I told them I had to use the ladies room. We all went back to the table. Bob was still sitting there, his little grin still intact. I grabbed my purse and made my way to the bathroom. All my thoughts about having sex was making my pussy wet. I took care of the problem. Then a truly nasty idea hit me. Instead of pulling my panties up, I slipped them off. I stood up and let my skirt fall back into place. I felt positively naughty. Then I figured, why not take the next step. I did one of the famous ‘bra removal under my turtleneck’ that men find so fascinating. I tucked my top back in as tight as I could. I stepped out of the stall and checked my reflection in the mirror. My nips wouldn’t have been any better defined if I was topless. Actually, at that point, I almost chickened out. I looked absolutely slutty. There was the chance I could send my two young admirers running off into the night. My naughty side didn’t think so. I got more than a few lascivious stares from strange men as I walked back to the table. I stood in front of my three potential lovers. It took the three of them about two nanoseconds to appreciate my altered appearance. Roger and Seth were up in a flash, eager to dance again. I made a little production out of hanging my purse on the back of Bob’s chair. My back was toward my dance partners, blocking their view of my hubby and me. I slipped my lacy little bra out of my purse. “Put this in your pocket, would you please, Bob. There’s no room in my purse.” He took the bra from me and crumpled it in his hand. Then I slid my panties out. “Oh, and these too, honey.” Recognition hit him like a jolt. Color rose in his cheeks as he looked up at me. A big smile lit up his features. He held my panties with one hand, wadded into a tight ball. He raised that fist to his nose and inhaled deeply. Then he leaned forward so only the two of us could hear. “Smells like my lady is ready for some serious action.” I reached down and patted his cheek. “As soon as I get these two all fired up, we’re out of here.” Bob’s smile was even bigger than before. “You say the word.” I caught up with my two guys. The band was just starting their rendition of an old Bob Seger tune. It was a hot tune to dance to and a lot of people moved onto the floor. I was squashed between Seth and Roger. We danced, doing our best to synchronise our moves. Seth kept bumping my rear and holding me just above the waist. Roger got into some serious grinds against my lower body. His hands brushed my tits so many times I thought he might as well keep them there. I got ready for my little surprise. I leaned back against Seth. He had to slide his hands up under my arms to keep me from falling. I put my hands down on my upper thighs. Roger moved back a half step. His eyes went from my hands, up to my eyes, and back down again. I started pulling my skirt up, inch by inch. His expression was priceless. I knew he thought I would stop any second. But he wasn’t about to avert his eyes if I didn’t. When the material was just below the point where I would expose myself, I stopped. Roger leaned into me and said, “Go for it!” Then he moved back, bending his knees as he stared at the hem of my skirt. I kept moving to the beat of the music and leaning back on Seth. I spread my legs just a little. I flipped up my skirt and did a couple of quick rotations with my hips. Roger’s eyes bugged out. Whatever he had been expecting, it wasn’t a good look at my bare pussy. He glanced around at the other dancers. Then, like he was protecting me, he moved in close and kept dancing. Seth had seen my little flash from over my shoulder. His mouth was close to my ear. He said, “Looks like Rog is invited to the party too.” I stood up straight and turned toward Seth. “That OK with you?” Seth put up his hands, palms up, and brought his mouth close to my ear again. “You are one hot woman, Janice!” Roger leaned into our little conversation circle. I spoke up loud enough for both of them to hear. “You guys about ready to head back?” I didn’t have to ask twice. We hustled off the dance floor and I motioned with my head to Bob. He was up and next to us in a flash. We wouldn’t have escaped that place any faster if it had been on fire. Bob got behind the wheel of our rental while Seth and Roger and I piled into the back seat. I was in the middle. I had started the fire. At that point it was time to start enjoying the heat. Roger had his arm around me and his hand on my skirt. Seth was letting his hand sneak up my other leg. I felt like the high school slut on prom night. Hands were everywhere. And it was getting kind of fun defending my little patch of fur from so many probing fingers. We made the trip back to the chalet in record time. I knew Bob was just as hot and anxious to get us there as my two dedicated gropers. After pulling into the driveway, we got out and went inside the big chalet. Bob had our assignments worked out. Seth was put in charge of the fire. Roger was to get the wine. Bob took charge of getting some music going. I was just supposed to find a spot on one of the couches and relax. Janice Has Them All Ch. 3 The living room was fairly large. Two tan couches faced each other with a big coffee table between. A big stone fireplace made up the far wall, past the ends of both couches. Seth was familiar with the fire controls. He got the gas flame started and sat down across from me. Bob got some nice instrumental music going on the sound system and turned down the lights. Roger brought in a tray with four glasses and a bottle of wine with a tattered label. He put it down on the table and picked up a corkscrew. He stood near where Seth was sitting. They were both smiling. Seth reached out and turned the wine bottle. “Gee, Rog, don’t we have any new wine? This label says 1972.” We all chuckled at the old joke. It was like we were all on the same wavelength. As a group, we knew where things were going to go. But we all wanted to savour every minute of getting there. And we needed a little time to adjust to our mellow surroundings. After the noise of the club it took some getting used to. I felt charged up and calm at the same time. My nips were still standing at attention, still getting quick looks from all three men. Roger got the wine open. He made a little production out of tasting it. He poured a little in one of the glasses and swirled it around. Then he sniffed it. “A nice full bouquet with just a hint of fruity influence.” Seth grabbed the bottle and said, “The only fruity influence is you. I’ll pour the wine while we’re still young.” We all got a modest glass, about half full. Then Roger sat down on the same couch with Seth. I sipped my wine and decided to get things started. I slipped off my shoes. I turned toward where Bob sat and put my feet up in his lap. “How about a little foot rub? Between skiing and dancing my little puppies are tired.” Bob gave me his best knowing smile and started rubbing my feet. Seth and Roger sat quietly watching. They knew it was up to my hubby and me how fast things moved. The fact was, the foot massage felt wonderful. I put my wine glass on the table and scooted back a little ways. The ends of the couches had cushions sloped up to the outside, instead of arms. Bob had to turn to keep my feet in his lap. But I had a comfortable place to lay back. I waited until he was massaging just one foot. I bent my free leg at the knee and slid the hem of my skirt to the top of my stocking. Bob had a clear view of my bare pussy. He looked for a few seconds, his smile a little bigger. But he knew I was about to give them all a nylon stocking show. All eyes were glued on my fingers as I worked open the top garter. When that was done I moved to the back one. As the stocking came free I started to roll it slowly down my thigh. When I pushed it past my knee, Bob rolled it the rest of the way. He caught my bare foot in his hand. I knew what he wanted to do. I lifted my uncovered foot. Bob understood the signal. He bent his head down and raised my toes to his mouth. He was dainty at first, licking with ticklish little jabs of his tongue. Then he turned a little more. He looked steadily into my eyes as he sucked each toe between his lips. One hand held my heel. The other massaged my tender arch. It was a modest contest between us - to see which one was enjoying it the most. I slowly unhooked the garters on my other stocking. I repeated the slow roll down my thigh. This time I rolled it all the way off. Bob reached for my newly naked foot. He lifted it until my legs were nearly straight out, both my feet seeking his hungry mouth. Then he sucked and played my little piggies like the patient master I knew he could be. My feet were an erogenous part of my body. We had discovered my heightened sensitivity on our honeymoon, so many years before. The tender sensations he was creating with my feet were travelling directly to my pussy. I glanced down at my lap. My skirt was barely concealing my rapidly swelling mound. It was all I could do to keep from sliding my hand over to start stroking myself. I looked down at Bob. His cock was making a tent in the front of his pants. Still, he kept sucking my toes and running his soft wet tongue between them. The feeling was heavenly. I glanced over at the two young men. They were both balanced on the edge of their seats, slowly undressing. Roger pulled his shirt up and over his head. I hadn’t been wrong about his buff physique. His shoulders and arms were thick with defined muscles. His pecs stood out, complementing his six pack stomach. Seth, bare from the waist up, was just as trim as I remembered. They both opened the tops of their pants, and hesitated. I wanted to say something. Nothing came to mind. I opted instead to pull my skirt higher as I looked over at them. They could see my close cropped triangle of pubic hair and sense my building need. Seth stood first. He pushed his pants past his fully erect cock. I loved seeing him aroused for me again. The memory of his hard tool filling my pussy so wonderfully, was still fresh in my mind. Roger was more bold. He removed his pants quickly, one leg at a time. His cock was also fully erect. He let his arms fall to his sides as he stood to his full height. I guessed his hard cock to be a little thinner than his partner’s but slightly longer. I licked my lips, remembering the scenario I had played out in my mind. Roger understood my meaning without words. He walked around by the fireplace. In seconds he was standing above my head, his stiff cock straight out in front of him. I knew how I wanted to take them. Bob had released my feet and stood up. Seth was stepping past him to the place he sensed I wanted him, between my legs. I hurried to get naked. I took my turtleneck off with a single motion. I unfastened the waist band on my skirt and unzipped the side. One quick lift of my hips and I slid it down and off. My garter belt came off just as fast. I pushed myself up until my shoulders rested on the end of the couch. I wanted to tilt my head back over the edge of the armrest. That would allow me to take Roger’s stiff cock in my mouth. Tilting my head so far back made me a little dizzy, but I wanted to take his cock from that position. At the same time, I wanted Seth to fill my pussy with his familiar tool. I positioned myself the best way I could. Roger understood my intention. He reached down and cradled the back of my head. I ran my tongue over my lips. The tip of his cock was just inches away from my mouth. I felt Seth raise my legs, bending them at the knee, spreading my pussy open for his pleasure. The moment had arrived. I opened my mouth. I extended my tongue just enough to lick the drop of early fluid from the tip of Roger’s hard cock. At the same time, I felt Seth’s cock touch and begin to separate my aroused pussy lips. Some silent signal passed between them. The swollen crown of the cock entering my mouth pressed against my tongue. The hard cock seeking the depths of my cunt moved with a slow, steady pressure. The feeling was absolutely divine! I put my hands and arms back to hold Roger. My fingers found the hard ridge of muscle above his hips. I had never sucked a cock from that position before. It felt very different with my head virtually upside down. But it also seemed so natural. Each time Roger pulled back, I could swirl my tongue around his cock head. I wanted to take him deep in my throat. I was just a little scared. My attention was taken for a second by the feeling of soft hands massaging my titties. Bob was on his knees beside me. A quick sideways glance told me he was naked. Then his warm breath was on my exposed neck. “Suck that hard cock, baby. Take Roger’s long hard cock down your throat.” His talking like that was almost sensory overload for me. Seth was slowly stroking into my pussy. Roger was feeding me his hard cock, a little deeper with every push forward. And Bob was giving me beautiful sensations with his hands on my breasts. I pulled Roger deeper with my hands. When he pushed his cock into my mouth, his hard tip touched the back of my throat. My orgasm was building to a crest very quickly. Bob started again, “Come for us, baby. Let your hot pussy take you over the edge.” His words were electric. I humped back against Seth’s hard cock. And I pulled Roger’s insistent tool even deeper. I tried to consciously relax my throat, but still I couldn’t let his cock head past the same point. Then the sensations just rushed to the point of my swollen little clitty. The orgasm peaked in every nerve, in the center of my body. I moaned and bucked against Seth’s hard cock. I threw my head back farther. Roger’s hard cock slid over my tongue. I grabbed at his body and pulled! His long hard tool slipped into my throat. I relaxed and felt the muscles in my neck massaging the length of his invading cock. Roger squeeled, unable to hold back the noise. Bob’s voice came through my overloaded brain. “You did it, babe. You have his hard cock deep in your throat.” Roger was making short, quick strokes, while still deep in my throat. I wanted him to cum. I wanted to drain him dry more than anything. I knew how to make it happen. I slid one hand across his upper thigh. My finger found his tight sack and trailed back past the soft skin there. My fingertip touched his puckered asshole and I pressed. I had found his magic button. Roger’s hard cock, deep in my throat, jerked along the entire length of his shaft. Spurt after spurt pumped down my throat. Bob was watching the sensations I was feeling. He whispered, “You drained him honey. Your deep throat made him cum.” I could feel Roger’s body trembling under my touch. He had to pull his softening dick out of my mouth. When his soft cock head passed over my tongue I caught his last drops of salty cum. When he backed away I looked down at Seth, still fucking my pussy with steady strokes. Bob kissed me suddenly. I let him scrub my tongue for the last taste Roger had left behind. I felt myself building to a fever again. Seth had one arm over the back of the couch. He braced his other at my side. His position allowed him to fuck my cunt with incredible downward strokes. My little clitty was getting more sweet attention along the length of his cock. A light sheen of sweat covered his chest. He looked down into my eyes and said, “Your wet pussy, Janice. I don’t think I can hold back much longer.” I knew I could trip loose my second climax any time. “Go ahead,” I called to him. “Fill my pussy again. Cum inside me!” A dozen deep strokes and he was there. I could feel his cock, jerking as each eruption of cum filled my pussy. I touched the base of the shaft that filled me so well. At the same time I put pressure against my clit. My spasms matched his in intensity. My second orgasm rolled through me. Like Roger, minutes before, Seth had to withdraw his softening cock and move to a place to sit down. I looked up into my husband’s eyes. He whispered, “That was so hot, baby. Watching you is such an incredible rush.” I smiled and stroked the side of his face. Then he said, “Let me clean your pussy. I have to taste you now.” At that moment I would have agreed to anything. But still, the sight of my hubby, preparing to lick another man’s seed from my pussy, was way over the top. The first lap of his tongue was too much. My tender clitty was still recovering from my last orgasm. I put my hands on the sides of his head. He understood and moved his tongue lower. I glanced over at Seth and Roger. They were sitting back on the other couch, still naked. The looks on their faces reflected nothing short of stunned disbelief. Watching Bob clean my pussy was something outside their understanding. I knew how they felt. My first experience with it, earlier in the day, had been a little shocking too. Bob’s eager attention on my pussy had me floating again. I was still tingling all over from the orgasm Seth had caused. My nasty hubby was licking to prepare me for his own gratification. He was the only one of us who hadn’t cum yet. I had no doubt, that fact was going to change very soon. That thought had barely passed when I felt Bob start licking his way up my tummy. I wanted him to put his hard cock in my well used pussy. But, his slow trail of wet kisses just fired up my feeling of anticipation. Finally, he was supporting himself on his arms over me. I was breathing hard again. “Fuck me, Bob. Stick your hard dick in my pussy. Another man’s cock has already fucked me tonight. Add your cum to his, deep inside me.” The tip of his cock teased my wet outer pussy lips. I pushed up under him, trying to capture his hard dick. He moved with me and smiled. “You want some more stiff cock, baby?” “Yes, ram your hard cock in my wet pussy!” He plunged his cock deep with a single thrust. Then he was fucking me like a wild man. He pulled his shaft almost all the way and slammed back into me, deep as he could go every time. I held on and fucked back, meeting his strokes with my hips. Then a strange thing happened. My hand was pulled away from Bob’s back. I looked up and saw Seth. He stood next to the couch, tenderly holding my hand. My other hand was taken from the other side. Roger had done the same thing. My two young lovers were silently holding my hands, while my husband pounded my pussy. A warm feeling of peace washed over me. I didn’t understand it. I just let myself go with the feeling. Bob’s body stiffened and he stopped stroking. I felt him cum. My third powerful orgasm came out of nowhere and made me cry out. I pulled the hands holding mine. We trembled together. Minutes passed as we all recovered. Bob raised himself off my body. Roger appeared with hot wet hand towels for all of us. We cleaned ourselves up, giggling over the fact of our nakedness. I felt like Bob’s goofiness had spread to the rest of us. Then Bob said, “Hey, I know what we haven’t done.” The three of us threw our wet towels at him and laughed. ###### Did you enjoy this Chapter of Janice’s continuing adventures? If you did, please give me your vote and your feedback. You are welcome to send me your ideas anonymously, or leave your email address. I will answer every one with a return address. Thank you. Happy reading.