8 comments/ 69721 views/ 36 favorites A Sexy, Somewhat Naive Wife By: qualitywheat Heather is a very beautiful, and very sexy wife, but a little naive. Especially where her daughter's boyfriend is concerned. ***** Hi, my name is Heather Bexley and I am thirty six years old, married to a great guy, our sex life is still good, and we like to experiment in the bedroom, some of the things we have done when we've had the house ourselves might take your breath away. One of them being, playing Robin Hood and Maid Marion. I'll leave the rest to your imagination. I have been unfaithful twice, as has Larry, my husband, but both times we were on holiday when we managed to hook up with other playful couples. But it has always been a no when it came to playing away. We have a eighteen year old daughter, who is precocious to say the least. I think she takes after me, I don't suffer fools gladly. She is extremely attractive, as I am too. I am 5ft 8" tall, love all the girly things women love. I'm into silk and lace, satiny things, thongs, tiny bras, still can wear short skirts to the max. I have long hair, and it's still in real good shape. My body is great, I'm so proud of it. It's all natural and just as God gave it to me. I am rounded, even softly rounded; I don't have bumpy bits sticking out anywhere. My shoulders, my elbows, my hips, knees and ankles are all smooth and nice to look at. And I douse myself with moisturisers and oils to keep me that way too. But it's my face, and it's the same with Wanda, my daughter. I know I am beautiful where my looks are concerned, but my wide eyed, full lipped face is everyman's talking point. I can see it in them when we meet. And of course over the years I have learned to 'do' myself up to perfection. Larry and I were discussing our sex life, as we often did. And I happened to say, and it was a kind of throw away remark, "We ought to try someone younger, not schooly people, but young adults. He laughed and replied, "Huh chance would be a fine thing." I was a little surprised by his apparent enthusiasm, but laughed with him. But this very remark led me to where I am today, having hot, burning, monstrous, mountainous and uncontrollable sex with a 20 year old boy. He is the son of a near neighbour of ours, he is also my 18 year old Wanda's boyfriend. They moved in about a month ago, he and Wanda met at the store and away they went. He is a really nice boy, very polite, and very handsome, or should I say very good looking, and he had one of those twinkles in his eye that I found sexy. We were in our sitting room talking about young adults, whom, where, how, that sort of thing, what fun we would have etc etc. There was a knock at the door, and Gary called out, Gary is Wanda's new boyfriend. "Hello, anyone in?" "Yes in here Gary, I shouted back, there was a light knock on our room door and his head popped round it. "Hi," he said, "sorry to bother you, but I dropped a credit card out of my wallet, and I think it's down that chair, hopefully," he said, and pointed to it, "mind if I look?!" "Not at all Gary, go ahead," I told him. He walked over to it, bent over and started pushing his hands around under the cushions. My eyes locked onto his tight and well muscled ass, I do love a good tight bum on a man. With his feet apart, his backside was staring me right in the face from about 7 or 8ft. Larry saw me looking, nudged me, then smirked with his own eyes, and rolled them in his head, he knew what I was thinking. I elbowed him back, but he was right, boy was that a tight, taut and well bound ass! By the time he stood, my tongue was in knots, I had actually imagined him face down, me on top of him, and my mouth and tongue giving his ring piece a working over. I love reaming a good ass. "Not here," he said, "Damn, what have I done with it?" he said more to himself than us. Larry told him, not to worry, that we would have a look, and search the house if necessary. He left a sad boy, I felt sorry for him, and wanted to give him a cuddle, to start with anyway. "I'll have to find my own little girl I can see that!" he sniggered. "Larry, I'm not even thinking that, he's going out with Wanda for heaven's sake, behave yourself," I admonished him. It was left at that, but later I did think about it, and I did wonder what sex would be like with such a young man, not necessarily him, but a young guy. Any way going back to me, the next morning, I tried on some new clothes I had bought, not having had the time to do it yesterday. I got the short calf skin mini skirt out, the top I had bought to go with it. I didn't bother with panties or a bra. I was at home so I decided it not necessary. I inspected myself, and liked what I saw, so instead of discarding them and trying on the other lot, I put high heels on. Now I did look good, next I piled my hair up. 'Mmmmm, getting better Heather,' I told myself. Then I did my face to finish off the ensemble. Looking good a few minutes earlier was nothing on what I was looking at now. And though I do say so myself, I did look good, sexy and so alluring, I felt my nipples twitch, and my pussy tighten. I did a twirl, raised one knee, and cocked my head to one side, kissed at my reflection, 'yes girl, gorgeous and sexy, that's what you are.' I smiled a coy smile for me. I thought of Larry wishing he was here now, he would definitely appreciate this. I thought I heard a knock on the rear door, I listened. "Hello, are you in Mrs Bexley?" A voice shouted. It was Gary, and without thinking of how I was dressed, I called down to him, "Yes Gary, I'm up here." I heard the tramp of big feet on the stairs, I was still preening at myself. He knocked softly, and I went to the door, I couldn't invite him right in could I? Not the right thing to do. I opened the door and smiled at him, I saw his eyes pop when he saw me as I appeared from behind it. And he looked so cute, his hair was gorgeously dishevelled, and a collarless T shirt, I didn't see what else he had on, all I was thinking, was, 'God doesn't he look just peachy!' "I, er Wow Mrs Bexley, I erm was wondering, about er, my er," he was stammering, he looked so shy and bashful,and it played me right into his hands. "Your card?" I finished for him. "Er I, er, yes my card Mrs Bexley," he couldn't take his eyes off me. And it turned me on, knowing I was doing the same thing to him. "You look fantastic Mrs Bexley," he gabbled, falling over the words. " Do I?" I asked, knowing I did. "Yes Mrs Bex..., you er, are er, just so erm, er beautiful." "Huh, is that all, just beautiful?" I teased. "No Mrs Be..., I think you are so, er, what, erm, sexy, that's it, so sexy too!" And that was where I became undone, I went to him and said. "Don't be so nervous Gary. I won't bite you, well not yet anyway," and I laughed and giggled. He followed that up with, "You can bite me any time Mrs Bexley, Heather," he said with a confidence that belied his very recent demeanour of shyness and bashfulness. He approached me now, I took a deep breath, 'Heather, don't!' I warned myself. He put his hands on my shoulders, then they encircled me Mine went up automatically, I never even thought about it. Then he leaned down and kissed me, I kissed him back, and suddenly we were falling backwards to the bed. The bed I share nightly with my husband Larry. I couldn't have stopped what was happening if Larry and Wanda had walked in, I was so wrapped up in the moment, I was totally aroused and up for some real serious fun. And was I going to get it from my daughter's boyfriend! I don't know where my top went, all I knew was he had a nipple in his mouth I was going of like sky rockets. I heard him say, more to himself I think than to me. "No bra?" Then I felt a bang on my leg, and I knew what that was, his cock. How things were where they were I don't know. My top had gone, his T shirt was off, we were kissing madly and passionately. He was biting and sucking my nipples. And now he had his cock out, but I didn't have to wonder where that was going to end up in a few seconds. Fingers were searching around my pussy now, sending me up the wall as one dipped in. My daughter's boyfriend seemed to know where to hit me, and shoot me dead. He stopped all of a sudden and looked at me, I think he must have realised I wasn't wearing any panties. And that's when I felt the searing brutal thrust of his cock as his hard flesh bit deep into me, brushing all before it aside. His loins slapped mine and then I was being fucked, if three or four minutes had passed since he entered my room I might be exaggerating. His face went stone cold, it was beautifully contorted as he slammed at me. Hands hooked behind my knees and I saw my feet appear above me. My feet were over his shoulders, I was bent in half and at his mercy. And then I got one of the hardest fuckings I have ever had in my life, if not the hardest. He slaughtered me totally, his cock was completely different to Larry's, maybe not bigger, if it was, it wasn't by much. No, it was the shape, I knew the head was bigger, because I felt it all the way in, and all the way out. It crucified me, I came in torrents as I lay beaten beneath him. I could say I had to lay there and take it, but I would be lying, I wanted to lay there and take it I wanted to take as much as he wanted to give me. I came on him time after time, until I was cumming with nothing. The he unloaded into me, his hips crashed down one last time, and he held himself there and filled me from my chest cavity to my knees. I was laden with his cum, and mine was now mixed in with it too. He leaned down and kissed me lovingly and passionately. It was a real tender kiss and I liked that, consideration is a big part of making love to me. And I liked his worship of me. Moving one arm and then the other he let my legs down, and Gary moved right in on me. He was showing love and tenderness, and it was because of that, that he got me again half an hour later. We lay there hugging, kissing, brushing lips, speaking without saying anything. But my hand slowly went looking fr him, I wanted to read his cock with my fingers and hand. And I learned it very well, it was a super cock, very well defined, and even now it was slack, the head was brought sharply into focus between my finger tips. I love sex, I'm sure you might have guessed that, but I also love the afterglow of love making, and being sort of held down on my back while being long kissed is a favourite of mine, the long soft kiss is what does it for me. And Gary was extra good at it, I wallowed in it for ever. But all good things have to come to an end, even if only temporarily, and I had already been convinced that this was now a one off. I decided to get in a better position, ie, on top of him, when I saw my skirt. It was soaking with his cum and mine, it was half hitched up my waist, but the hem was pussy level. And it was covered in it, it was in effect, ruined. I changed right then, "God, my skirt!" I blurted out, "it's ruined, I'll have to go and buy another one. Larry will be expecting me to wear this at the weekend." Gary shot off the bed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he gabbled. I looked at him and laughed, he looked so boyish. "its okay honey," I told him, then I saw his lovely cock hanging down. I unhooked, unzipped and forgot about my skirt immediately. I threw it over my shoulder, dropped to my knees in front of him and took him into my hot wet mouth. Even with all our cum on it, it tasted sublime. I am a confirmed cock sucker, I love it immensely. I soon had him rising to the occasion, I almost sucked it right off him. My hands were at his lovely young hairy balls. I scratched him underneath with my manicured nails, making him groan. It was pointing right into my mouth now, the head had swelled to a gorgeous size, and was definitely bigger than Larry's. The pronounced ridge was terrifically sharp, as I pulled at him with my teeth. I drove at him, but knowing he had just cum would make it difficult from here to make him cum again. My knees started to hurt, so I got up, and pushed him backwards on to my bed. As he went over, he grabbed me and pulled me with him, he was on top of me again. And his cock battered all before it as he drove in and hammered his wonderful weapon back in me. I had no way of getting out from under, and he knew it. Anyway, I didn't want to by now. That billiard ball knew what was going on, it had me good! To say I suffered wouldn't be exactly true, but suffer it I did It was fantastic, getting smashed again inside of thirty minutes, and it was more than unbearable, it was unbearably wonderful. I had more orgasms. He took what must have been about fifteen minutes to cum again, and he unloaded more copious amounts of hot steaming cum into me. Now I did fall back, if that was possible, and I had to admit that, while he was totally different to my Larry, he was better too. I didn't like to admit that to myself, but I had to, Larry was good, but Gary was better, unless it was the illicitness of what we were doing that made it seem so? Kissing him softly, biting his neck, nibbling his ear, I said to him. "Gary you need to go baby, but you can call in the morning, early if you like, just so you can look for your card again okay?" I told him. He thought for a moment, then said. "I'll be around as soon as Wanda has gone to school, I'll have to make a thorough search of all areas to make sure I can locate what I'm after!" he sniggered. We kissed a lot, fondled a lot more, then he left. I picked up my skirt and examined it, it was ruined for sure. I showered, and dressed and hurried into town and bought the said replacement. When I returned home I sat down. The enormity of what I had done crossed my mind. I had actually and thoroughly been unfaithful for the first time to Larry. And astonishingly I felt wonderfully alive and vital about it. My insides felt as if I had been shovelled up and dug out, such was the breadth and ferocity of Gary's cock end. And, I told myself, "It's a damn good job you are on the pill Heather, he'd have you knocked up in a heartbeat if you weren't!" That night instead of being a bit off with Larry, I had him in bed early and i gave him a right seeing to, he loved it. And to be honest so did I. Although it was hard sometimes to keep my mind off Gary's WMD! Larry went to work, Wanda went to school, and ten minutes later there was the knock on my door. I was all done up and ready this time. I had no guilt feelings, only apprehension of being caught. What I was about to do, and this time, knowingly, I was being royally unfaithful. I opened the back door, let him in, and he had me bent over before I could say hello. He kissed me, I kissed him back. "Gary," I said, "upstairs, let me lock up first." I broke away, patted his lovely bum and locked the door, the others were already secure. We struggled up arm in arm, fingers and lips doing things. I was as hot as I ever could remember about getting cocked, and by the cock that was still hot in my mind from yesterday. I had it out before we got to my bedroom, I threw him on to the bed, dove on him and got his beautiful cock in my hand. He reached for me, but I said, "Whoa there boy, down!" I put my other hand on his chest and pushed, he lay back for me. "My turn now Gary, "I told him, I got the hot hard rod in my hand and glided up the shaft, the side of my thumb and first finger hit the underside of that ridge and stopped. It felt like my fingers were hitting the underneath of a car tyre. I let them part a little and then slide over. I was into a rhythm very quickly, but this wasn't the objective. I wanted to inspect him completely, and when I'd done that. It was going into my mouth and I was going to finish him off. I was truly going to blow his head off! I looked at him lying there he was on top of the world, the beautiful mother, of his beautiful girlfriend was giving him a much needed hand job, and to be followed, as yet unknown to him, by the best blow job he had ever had, bar none! I admired the bright red purply spongy , velvety head greatly, it really was gorgeous. I was wondering if I might need some sort of armour plating in my throat to stop him blowing a hole through the back of my head when I made him cum for me. I settled down and started, he moaned in utter appreciation. His hand went into my hair, I expected that though. This was woman versus boy, no contest, I was declared the winner before I got him in my mouth. And in moments his hips were twitching, his hand gripped me on and off. I gave my teeth some supremacy and well as my tongue and lips. But if he thought he could get away, he would never be more wrong. I sucked and jacked, and knew within moments he was about to explode. I felt that first throb, the pulsations, the heating up, the hardening. He body was readying him for the eruption he couldn't control or stop. Suddenly both hands were on my head, his hips left the bed and I went with it. I felt the surge up his cock through my hand. And I was ready, it was a good job I was too. If that had come as a surprise I would have got knocked off him. The first bucket load hit me, and even then I had to force myself to hang on. It was so hot and steamy, gloriously lumpy, and as thick as a good mushroom soup should be. I swallowed and gulped, I was not going to lose this, I held my mouth on him, with his help of course. And had my fill, I wouldn't need anything else to eat today. I ate all he had to serve, and slowly I overcame him, he was flat down on the bed now. And I raged at his cock getting everything out I could suck. My hands and finger nails were having fun with his balls, and underneath, in that nice little place men like to be tickled and scratched, right between his ass and ball sac. When I had finished I let my head rest on his lower abdomen, but kept him in me, giving him little sucks and licks. The taste of was different to my Larry, he even tasted youthful, powerful, and boy manly. Eventually I came up for air, and slid up then nestled my face into his neck. "Okay" I asked him, "was that good Gary, did you like it?" Knowing already what his answer would be. "Heather," he mumbled, "that was the most magical thing that's ever been done to me, a first honestly, wonderful, I loved it." I of course beamed with pride, and a lot of pleasure, because I had loved it as much as he had but for obvious different reasons. Suddenly for no reason, Larry's face, followed by Wanda's face popped into my mind. I knew what we/I was doing was wrong, Gary could get away with it. He would lose Wanda probably, but he'd get over that. But I, I would likely lose everything, my life, my husband,(likely) my home, everything. 'Fuck it' I said to myself, 'I'm having this all day, and everyday, and for days to come as well.' His cock and body was too good to give up after this so soon. I played with him, his recovery powers were as nearly all fit young men are, instantly! I climbed over him, I had to fuck him, I love fucking my man. I was looking at him as I slid over and down. I wished I could have him tied down and helpless, I would drive him insane if I got the chance. The desire for power over him was irresistible. "You are the most beautiful woman I know Heather," he said, "so gorgeous, sexy and utterly loveable." "I'm only the most beautiful one you know, Huh, is that all?" I teased and sat back on him. "No, no, no, you are the most beautiful and sexiest woman on earth, that's what you are, totally irresistible to all men, and especially me." "That's better, now for that you will be rewarded, my little boy," he smiled happily at me, as he should! How can a young man refuse this from a sexy beautiful woman like me? I lifted and dropped myself on him, then leaned forward and we kissed, my ass rode up, I pressed back down and I was away, I dropped my head on his chest and I began to fuck him, screw him, make love to him, call it what you will. But it was I that was doing it, and I was doing it, and him, my way. A Sexy, Somewhat Naive Wife We rode away, Gary humping me from below, me humping him from on top, and it wasn't long before we were in complete harmony. I was on one of the b3est cocks I had ever been on. And I knew that he could ride me into the sunset anytime he anted. He had the power, the stamina, the youthful desire, and, he had this cock. But me? I was the woman here, not a girl, experience, need to know, how, I had the guile, and the sexy loveliness a boy like him yearned for. For him, being done by an older woman like me is the ultimate goal, and he was getting it in spades. It also gave me what I wanted but was only just finding it. The excitement of illicit sex, a young dynamic guy, my daughter's boyfriend, and the same very young guy my husband had seen me blatantly ogling. I came like a canon shot as all those thoughts bounded through my head, I fell forward almost in a dead faint. But I was up again in a second, and set off again, this one was for me. I kept on pumping myself up and down on him. I wanted my pussy to photograph his cock in me so the picture would be forever indelibly etched in its walls. I shagged that boy that morning I can tell you. I had given him the best ever blowjob and now Heather was getting hers. After more orgasms that I care to remember, I bombed myself out on him. He must have wondered what he was being put through, but bless him, he never faltered once. His cock was majestic the whole while. I had to literally fall off him. I was drained completely, and again, I hated to admit it, but my Larry hadn't gone with me where I had visited this day. When I rolled away and fell in a heap at his side, his cock seemed to hang onto me. I had to forcibly pull myself free of that anchor on the end of his magnificent tool. But it was also a kind of mistake, one that was going to cost me. We both lay there for quite some time, both recovering together. Then he climbed over and on me, he readied himself and his dong was back in me. "Gary," I said, "get off, I don't want to make love again so soon okay?" His answer was unequivocal. "I do, and we are!" And that's when he took me, I had no choice, I tried to push him off but never had the strength, not after what I had just been doing. He knew I wasn't going anywhere, he knew he had me, he knew he had the upper hand, and he knew I would give in. I acceded to four of his reasons. Gary fucked me then, almost to the end of my life, and soon I was totally enthralled by his sheer magnetic dominance. That great cock, his unstoppable weapon was controlling everything. It flashed in and out of me. Forcing me to take huge breaths in, and forcing me to gasp them out. All I could do was hang on while he had me, took me, and use me. And do you know what? In moments I was whooping and a hollering from the roof tops, as he banged more climaxes out of me at will. So now we had both had the other, but if it came to a score, I think he had 10 out of 10. Me, I reckoned I was a 9 out of 10, so youth and stamina, with determination, outdid guile and beauty. I was quite happy to have been beaten fair and square lol. It was now 11 o clock, another 3 or 4 hours I thought, lovely! I had emptied him, he had decimated me, I snuggled in, happy to surrender. I was in a love mode, I wanted lots of kisses, lots and lots of touches and tweaks, fingers and thumbs, and 100% attention, we women love attention don't we? Gary suggested a shower, 'Mmmmm,' I thought, 'yes, him and me in there, what fun was to be had.' "Come on then," I told him, grabbing his prick and pulling him after me, we were in before the water got warm. Standing there like that, close encounters of a 3rd, 4th, or 5th time was magic, body to body, toe to toe, lips to lips, cock to pussy, how much better could it get than that? I ended up on a towel on my knees, sucking and eating that stupendous cock, he did the same to me. It was a good job I had a hold of the shower rail or I would have gone down 2 or 3 times. I really was having the time of my life, we, my husband and me, had talked of this. And now, behind his back I was doing it. And the climaxes that shot through me were more than a woman could ever wish for. To be honest, it was Larry I had to thank. Except I hoped I would never have to thank him, if he knew about this I don't think he would be a very happy camper! We staggered back to bed where we immediately fell to sleep, something wakened me, I don't know what, but it was about 15 minutes to Wanda coming home. What a riot that caused, I just managed to get things straightened out before she came in. Gary was sat on the sofa reading a magazine, I was 'pottering' about. She greeted him with a huge hug, a big kiss and she dragged him off to her bedroom. He managed to look at me over his shoulder. "Good luck Wanda," I thought to myself, and smiled, "Actually," I thought, "I'm doing you a favour really!" This made me snigger loudly and gaily. Her boyfriend was drilling the ass off me, so I was saving her from him, 'ha ha ha ha ha.' I did feel guilty, even if it was only a little, but having that cock of his in me was doing me the power of good. I was already looking forward to tomorrow morning. And if he didn't know it, he was going to fuck me in the ass. I do like it, and the thought of that big cock head of his lodged tight in my rump gave me goose bumps. I had an uneventful evening, but Larry did ask me twice if I was okay. "Yes," I told him, "why do you ask?" "You seem a little different Heather," he said, "a little distracted?" "I feel fine Larry, couldn't be better," I told him, knowing the lie was there. I was feeling great, and it was simply because I was being really ravaged by a fit, young, and glorious big headed hard cock. I made sure he knew I was alright that night too, by giving him me, all of me, well, not my ass. That was for another cock tomorrow I told myself. I woke in the night calling out for him 'not to do it!' I was sweating, Larry grabbed me and shushed me, saying "it's okay hon, I've got you, you're safe babe." I knew what it was, or rather whom it was, 'Gary,' it was him I was begging in my dream, but why I don't know. The next day he arrived and I nearly cave manned him. I literally dragged him up stairs. I was so desperate to get him in me, I was almost rabid about it. I had done myself up for him, thong, the tiniest bra, in fact it was almost a waste of time, face done, I had his attention from the off! At the side of the bed was a large tube of KY, it was in a bowl of hot water to make sure it was greasy enough. I had him undressed in record time, and Gary bless him was at the starting gate waiting for the gun to go. I went, I dropped on him and fucked him as hard as I had ever fucked Larry. I went racing into the lead and jumped the first, I came all over him, and set off at the gallop once more, I got there twice more, I had no thoughts of Gary in my head except cumming. And I was achieving that as easy as I ever had. My thoughts were turning now to my dessert, his cock up my ass was the fine wine. So then I reached over, picked up the lube, opened it and dumped a huge blob into my left hand, this I rubbed all over and around my ass hole, and poked some in with my finger. I got another blob in my hand, lifted myself off him, looked down and spread it all over his sticky with my cum wet cock. Then I eye balled him, he quirked an eye brow at me, his dick was as red as I had seen it. The head looked like a baked billiard ball, I moved forward a bit to line up, lowered myself down, felt him nudge me. I guessed I was right over the nuclear bomb that was about to go off in my ass. I pressed slowly down, adjusting my position very slightly, now I knew I was right over him, the optimum position. I pressed down proper, and then and 'POP,' I had him in me. It felt as if I had pushed a smooth pine apple into me. It really was quite painful, but the pleasure and delight of knowing I had got him in, far outweighed any opposition my ass might have had. I swooned with glee, I came, I fell forward, then started sliding back and forth on him. The thick heavy end creating its own path in me, my sphincter closed around it, and I could feel it kissing his shaft as I got more and more of him in. It felt like a football in my bowels, the heat and expansion it was giving me made me cum again. Now he took part in it, he began to fuck my ass from underneath and there was nothing I could do about it. My mind and soul was fixed firmly on the feeling of the great circular bomb spreading me like melting butter. The nuclear tipped, hardened like titanium pussy blaster, was getting hotter and hotter, I could feel the temperature of it rising in me. I was laid over him, unable to move, totally wiped out already. When suddenly he lurched up so quickly I thought I was being ripped in half. His hands holding my hips, he had his legs over mine so I couldn't rear off him. And I felt the explosive yield as he blew a mountain of cum all the way up, and into my bowels. Larry had never done this, Gary was pumping me up like a car tyre with it. The heat of it spread through my like pan of milk on a hot stove. I swear I could hear it boiling and simmering, spitting and steaming. It was the first time I had felt as if I was actually on fire, it was that hot. Then he was still, his cock twitching and pulsing, I suppose it was his own body ejecting the last of his cum out and into me. I still couldn't move, I don't think I dared to, then an astronomical orgasm blasted through me, one I had looked for, and one I hadn't known was coming. It really did smash me on to the rocks of orgasmic bliss. I have no idea how long we, or I lay there, but I know it was a long time. I had just had my ass fucked properly by a man for the first time in my life. Larry and I had done it lots of times, and I had loved it, but nothing we had done could ever compare to what I had just experienced. I heard a voice in the distance, I peered bleary eyed at him, he was speaking to me. I shook my head to clear it, and asked him to say it again. "That was awesome Heather, it really was, I'm blown away by it, and you!" he told me. I kissed him, he kissed me, and I moved, what an effort that took, his cock was still fixed firm and tight into my ass hole. We jiggled a little, his cock nudged me, then he said slowly. "I think we ought to er, clean up a bit don't you?" He grinned wonderfully at me. "Mmmmm, maybe you're right Gary," I agreed, I slid up his chest, but when my sphincter met his ridge, it didn't want to go past. I thought, 'oh shit, this is going to hurt, I just know it.' I tried again, but just couldn't force myself off him. He saw my consternation, and the fear of worry on my face. He knew why too, "Let me help Heather," he said gently, he put his hands on my ass cheeks and I got to where I couldn't go any further. Gary suddenly yanked at me, and the plop as I came off was clearly audible. And also audible was the pain, because I cried out, it really did hurt me. I fell to his side, where he got me, and loved me back to health. After several minutes, "Shower Heather?" he said gently, all I could do was nod my head. He carried me in which I thought was so sweet. We spent at least thirty minutes in there, and I got a wonderful soft ass massage. It released me from the pain, which then turned it into wonder of it. After drying off we went back to bed, but I changed the sheets first, we got in, I was no longer in pain, but boy, did I ache. He was tender with me, and we spent a lot of time exchanging love and soft gentle kisses. I really did like what he could, and was, doing to me. "Enjoying ourselves are we?" a very distinctive voice said. I nearly died, it was Larry staring at me so intently. I threw myself out of bed, and started blathering about. "It isn't what it looks like Larry, we weren't doing anything honestly. Just fooling around, it sort of got out of hand a little, aren't we Gary?" I was right up shit creek without a paddle. I turned to him, he was lying back on the pillow, hands behind his head, and he was grinning from ear to ear. "What, Gary, why, what, Oh Larry," I moaned and turned back to him to beg forgiveness. Now he was grinning too. I was stunned, "What, Larry, why are you grinning? You Gary what, why are you grinning too?" I was completely perplexed, not understanding anything. Larry got undressed, jumped into bed, and said to me, "Come here you, this is your birthday present for next week," he told me. I staggered to the bed, not realising I was. "I arranged all this for you baby," he laughed, "you know how much I love you. And I knew how much you fancied this hunk too." I fell on, he lifted me in, and put me between them. "Now," said my husband, "let this be a lesson to you, don't play with fire without my knowledge or consent, or you will get fried, not just burnt!" I just stared at him unable to speak. "Today is your last time with Gary, I got him to do this, and he knows the score, and I hope you agree baby?" "Oh Larry, I'm so sorry I let you down, I won't do it again I promise you!" I burst into tears. It took me several weeks to come to terms with. A, Just what my husband had done for me. B, How clearly I could have wrecked my marriage. C, I could have lost my daughter too because of it. The price was, for the next five hours I was theirs, and let me tell you I could hardly walk properly for days afterwards. The only thing I didn't have done to me was, Gary didn't fuck my ass again. I was thankful for small mercies that day.