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Aftermath Confessions Ch. 01

By: DMercator



This is a follow up to a previously published story called The Unexpected Threesome. Please be forewarned, while there is no bisexuality in this chapter, there are references to the bisexual (MFM) threesome which took place in the previous story. If the mere mention of bisexuality between men offends you, please don't read. Also, if you'd be interested in seeing an illustrated version, just drop me a line.

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I woke up alone. The unmistakable odor of sex filled the room, bringing an unconscious smile to my face, at least until the memories of the past night came flooding in. I sat up with a start, but David and Carol were no where to be seen.

Laying back down, scenes from the previous evening played through my mind... my wife of 25 years bent over our bathroom counter, as David, a friend we barely knew, fucked her to multiple orgasms. That alone would have been a life changing, perhaps tragic event, but there was more. Before the evening was done, for the first time in my life, I had sex with another man and shared my wife with him, not once, but twice. 

While I struggled to define what I felt, I knew what I didn't feel. I didn't feel anger, or guilt, or shame. The undeniable truth was that last night was the most exciting experience of my entire life. What I felt mostly was concern for Carol and what she might think and feel. Did she think I was gay? Was she feeling guilty? What would this mean to our marriage?

My head was spinning with 'What if's'.

Pulling on my robe, I went to the bathroom and then went to look for Carol. Following the smell of coffee, I found her in the kitchen, humming to herself as she rinsed two coffee cups off in the sink.

At 45, her once pert, bouncy body had long since given way to a fuller, more curvaceous form. She looked incredible standing there in one of my button down shirts. Maybe it was love, but as her body changed over the years, so too had my taste in women. At 5' 7", the fullness of her hips and breasts were perfectly proportioned for my desires. Years of tennis and yoga left her legs and ass firm and, despite her complaints to the contrary, her 34 D breasts still had a wonderful upward slant that drew the attention of almost every man she came in contact with.

Even standing still, her body radiated a sensual energy I hadn't seen on her in years. Her hair still had that wild, unkempt look from the previous night and I loved the way the curved cheeks of her ass peeked out from under the tail of her shirt.

Standing there, watching her from the doorway, I couldn't help but wonder what the two of them had been up to while I was sleeping. Walking across the room I wrapped my arms around her and kissed her neck.

She purred in my arms. "Mmmmm. Good morning."

Turning to face me, I felt a thrill seeing her shirt unbuttoned down to her navel, leaving her breast exposed from nipple to nipple.

Looking down, first at herself and then at my stiffening cock as it began to emerge from the folds of my robe, she grinned sheepishly. "David just left."

My heartbeat quickened. I wanted to ask her if she fucked him, but just couldn't form the words in my mind. If I asked too lightly, it would sound disrespectful, like I was treating her slutty. If I asked too seriously, it might sound like an accusation. Neither sentiment captured what I felt at the thought of the two of them being together. So, instead, as she started to button her shirt, I held her hands in mine and kissed her again. Not a hungry kiss of desire, but a kiss that said, "I love you."

She melted in my arms and asked, "Are you okay? About what happened... About last night?"

"Honestly, I'm still trying to digest it all, but yeah." I chuckled, "I'm feeling pretty okay. What about you?"

"Well, if we're being honest, other than being worried about you, I've been on cloud nine all morning." Shaking her head, "Jesus, Paul, I can't believe we did that."

I pulled her against my body. "You were incredible."

She blushed. "Look, I don't want you getting the idea that just because of what happened last night I'm okay with us suddenly becoming swingers."

Stepping back I started to close my robe. "Well, I figured last night was probably a one shot deal..."

Grinning wolfishly, her hand darted forward. Grasping my shaft with a squeeze, she pulled me back, nuzzling the head of my cock between her legs. She was wet. More than that, she was drenched. "I didn't exactly say THAT."

My mind flashed back to the night before and that wicked, empowered look on her face as she got down on all fours and offered me sloppy seconds.

She paused and rubbed my stiff cock up and down her pussy. "David's flight back home isn't until Monday and, if you're up to it... and clearly you are..." Her heated wetness took my breath away. Leaning forward on her tip toes, her voice dropped to a husky whisper in my ear, "... I wouldn't mind having both your cocks again."

Her lust was so brazenly stated, I couldn't believe this was my wife. She was slowly and deliberately gyrating her pussy against my cock as she looked up, waiting for my reaction.

Cupping her ass in both my hands I pulled her forward. My cock slipped along her wet groove and slid between her thighs. Taking my head in her hands, she opened her mouth wide and sucked my tongue into a delicious French kiss. Within moments, we were on fire.

As I pulled her off her feet, she wrapped her legs around me. My cock bobbed wildly between her legs seeking entrance into her cunt. Lifting her ass onto the counter, I began spreading her legs. I had every intention of fucking her right there on the spot when suddenly, without warning, she let out a gasp and pushed me away.

"Whaooooo... wait...wait..." She laughed breathlessly. Holding me at arm's length, she swayed to her feet. Her words came in gasp, "Ummmm... Damn.... woooo... I'll take that as a Yes."

Feeling a little rejected, and more than a little bewildered, I stood, jutting cock in hand, watching as she rocked back and forth, her hand between her legs. With her eyes closed, she looked somewhere between having an orgasm and fighting to hold one back. After a moment, she collected herself and looked up. "Damn, that wasn't part of the plan."

"There's a plan?"

"Trust me." She smiled. With a deep breath, she pulled her hand from between her legs and pulled her shirt back down. "The thing is, if we're going to do this... if we're really going to invite David back into our bed, there's some things we need to talk about.."

Despite her confident, easy going tone, I sensed there was a certain false bravado in her words. I knew her well enough to recognize the telltale signs of anxiety in her eyes. Whatever we were going to talk about had her worried.

"It sounds serious."

For the first time, a little frown passed across her face. "I hope not, but yeah. It could be. It's really up to us."

Up to this point, everything just seemed too good to be true... too easy. I had a sickening feeling that reality was at the brink of catching up with us. "Let me put on some clothes and we'll talk."

"Oh, no you don't!" And just like that she once again had my cock in her hand. "I didn't do all this cock teasing just to have you go get dressed."

Bending at the waist she swallowed my swollen head in a loving kiss. Then, pumping my cock, she stood and kissed me again. I could feel the heat and taste my own cock on her tongue. The woman was driving me crazy.

"You're in exactly the state I want for this particular talk. Now, follow me."

I was in no condition to argue as she lead me into the next room. Sitting me down on the sofa, she unbuttoned her top and straddled my lap. My cock jutted obscenely up between her legs and I could feel the warm moist heat of her pussy lips as she nuzzled herself against my shaft. False bravado, or not, she looked sexy as hell.

"I have to ask you something. Yesterday, with David, was that your first time?"

Flushing with embarrassment, I blurted out, "I'm not gay!"

She burst out laughing. "Oh Baby, is that what you think this is about? You're worried I'll think you're gay?"

She took my face in her hands. "You silly man. You've been chasing me around with a hard on for over two decades. I'm the last person you have to convince you're not gay."

Looking at the doubt on my face she asked, "True or false? After 25 years of marriage, I can't get dressed in the same room with you without you wanting to fuck me... True?"

Smiling at the simple truth of her statement, I nodded.

"I think it's safe to say you won't be switching teams any time soon. And as far as you sucking David's cock, Baby, you're no more gay than I am. Frankly, I thought it was hot has hell and, if I'm okay with it, screw what anyone else thinks."

A knot of anxiety suddenly let loose within my chest, but the sense of relief was short lived.

"Besides, that's not what I was asking. I'm not asking if that was your first time with a man... although we'll get back to that one... What I'm asking is, was that your first time being with someone else since we've been married."

Suddenly, I couldn't face her. I'm pretty sure if this had been an episode of Lost in Space, this is the part where the robot would have been shouting, "Danger! Will Robinson! Danger!" I felt a lump in my throat and honestly didn't know how to respond.

Turning my head, forcing me to look her in the eyes, she said, "It's okay. Let me ask you something. Answer honestly. Before yesterday, what would either of us have done if we caught the other one cheating?"

Still sensing that we were teetering on the edge of something bad, I mumbled. "I don't know."

"While I do. I've thought about it a lot. We'd be angry and self-righteous and generally make each other's life a living hell. One of us would walk around the injured party, while the other one defensively floundered around in guilt and shame and remorse. I'm not saying it's right, but I know us. It wouldn't matter if it was you or me. It's like a script on automatic pilot. It's just the way it is... Or at least the way it was."

She was describing my worst fears. The same fears that left me mute when she asked me if this was my first time.

"But with David... with what happened... there is no moral high ground. Neither of us is in a position to throw stones or claim to be the injured party. More importantly, neither of us has to wallow in guilty or be defensive. It's like we both have a 'Get Out of Jail Free' card."

Starring intensely into my eyes, watching my reaction, she added, "Paul, I liked what happened. In fact, I loved him fucking me and I loved that you were there sharing it with me. And, unless I'm very much mistaken, I think you liked it too. True?"

Looking at her in awe, I could only nod.

"I could never have told you that before yesterday. And the fact that I can tell you now, makes me feel closer and more in love with you than I ever have."

Pausing, she took a deep breath. "The truth is, this talk isn't about my dragging things out of you. It's about my needing to tell you things. Things that I've carried around for a long time. Things I wanted to tell you, but just couldn't. The question is, do you want to hear it?"

After a long pregnant pause, she added, "When I asked you if this was your first time, it wasn't because I was hoping the answer was 'Yes', it's because I was hoping that maybe I wasn't the only one that had something to get off their chest."

Now it was my turn to swallow hard. My voice came out barely a whisper. "You aren't."

Her face broke out into a grin. "Good."

My head was spinning. Was this really happening? In all the years we'd been together, it never once occurred to me that Carol had been unfaithful. Or that I'd ever, ever, ever be sitting here admitting I'd been with someone else.

"I don't want to lose you."

"That's a good place to start." She kissed me. "Paul, I love YOU. No matter what happens, or what may have happened in the past, you're the one I want to be with. You're the one I want to fall asleep with at night and the one I want to grow old with. And nothing is ever going to change that."

I loved her so much I could hardly talk. "Ditto"

Wiping the tears from her eyes with the back of her hand, she said, "Okay, that's enough of that."

Then, to my dismay, she pulled a tube of flavored lubricant from the folds of the couch and began to cover my softening cock.

"Do you always keep a bottle of lubricant in the sofa?"

"No, Mr. Smarty Pants." She said, wrapping her delicate hand around my shaft. "What if I told you I left it here after I used it on David?"

Seeing the look on my face, she smiled. Cupping my balls in one hand, she began stroking my slick cock back to fullness with the other.

My heart was pounding, "You gave David a hand job?"

"Oh, I did more than that." She felt my cock begin to stiffen. "I rubbed his cock all over my pussy and made him tell me everything I wanted to know."

Lifting her hips, she began to rub her cunt up and down my shaft. I groaned.

"Ooooo, you like that, huh? You're slutty wife rubbing a big fat cock all over her clit? So did David. By the time I was done, he was begging me to fuck him."

I believed her. "And, did you?"

"No." With a wicked smile, she paused. "But I will. Tomorrow I plan to fuck you both silly. But right now this isn't about David. Today this pussy is all yours... but it comes with a price."

At this point she could have asked for anything.

"You tell me yours and I tell you mine. Nothing held back." She squeezed my cock into her pussy lips and shook her shirt from her shoulders, leaving her breasts thrust out and exposed. "Do you think you can handle that? Fucking your wife and sharing every cum filled detail?"

"God, yes."

Lifting herself up she lowered her drenched pussy down unto the length of my cock.

"The first time was on our wedding night..."

(To be continued in Aftermath Confessions: Chapter 2 - Jeff and Allie)

Please let me know if you're interested in hearing what happens next.

Aftermath Confessions Ch. 02



Author's note: It was hard picking a category for this one. No matter what I picked it was going to piss some people off. Drop me a line if you would be interested in an illustrated version. 

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"You tell me yours and I tell you mine. Nothing held back." She squeezed my cock into her pussy lips and shook her shirt from her shoulders, leaving her breasts thrust out and exposed. "Do you think you can handle that? Fucking your wife and sharing every cum filled detail?" 

"God, yes." 

Lifting herself up she lowered her drenched pussy down unto the length of my cock. 

"The first time was on our wedding night..." 

Her words hit me like aso drunk at our reception, I passed out. While Carol never complained, I felt awful about it and spent the next few days in bed trying to jolt. 

Seeing my reaction, she just laughed. "Relax, it's not as bad as it sounds."Not as bad as it sounds? Our wedding night! Surely, she was kidding. But then she added, "Besides, I happen to know for a fact that was your first time too." 

I don't think I ever fully understood the meaning of the word flabbergasted until just that moment. "W-wwho? W-wwhat? I don't know what you're talking about!" 

The sad truth was that I didn't remember our wedding night. It's always been a point of great embarrassment to me that I got make it up to her. 

Leaning forward she shimmied her breast across my astonished face. "I know you don't." Giving me that wicked smile, "But trust me, you got one hell of a blow job that night and it wasn't from me." 

Who was this woman? She seemed to be enjoying the hell of this. The world wouldn't stop spinning. 

"Oh, no! Don't you go soft on me, you bastard." Grinning, she squeezed my cock and began humping me in earnest. "This is a story I've been waiting 25 years to hear. Now fuck me and tell me about Jeff and Allie." 

Just when I thought things couldn't get any deeper, we took a step off into the abyss. The mere mention of their names brought a heated flush to my face. 

"You can't just tell me something like that and then change the subject!" 

"My dear Husband, 'Big' Jeff is the subject." 

Then it hit me what she was saying. "You and Jeff?" 

She nodded. "And you and Allie." 

"But how..." It was like everything I knew about the world had just been turned upside down. 

"No. No. No... you know the deal. You get what you give. Tell me about you and Jeff, and I'll tell you what really happened on our wedding night." 

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'Big' Jeff was a player. Where I had girl friends off and on throughout college, Jeff had a different girl almost every week. He had this gift where he could talk people into just about anything, especially women. Girls fawned over him and, of course, it didn't hurt that he was rumored to have a 12" cock. 

We shared a room my junior / senior year. It was a pain in the ass having to 'get lost' an hour or two almost every night and more than a few afternoons, but the trade off was that there were beautiful, horny, women around all the time. By the end of my junior year I was getting as much action from his cast off's as he was. But all that changed when Allie came into the picture. 

At first I couldn't understand it; she wasn't his type. She was 5' 9", an hour glass figure topped with perky 32 C breasts and legs that went all the way up, if you know what I mean. Not that you could ever see them, at least not at first. When they first started going out she always wore these long dresses with a sweater thrown over her shoulders. 

Don't get me wrong, she was good looking. Hell she was hot as hell, in a wholesome blond haired, blue-eyed country girl kind of way. But that's what I didn't get. Jeff didn't go for 'wholesome'. Jeff had always been a 'put out', or 'get out', kind of guy and she didn't fit the mold. 

Later, he told me she was a virgin when they met, and I believe him. But after a month with Jeff the girl was practically walking bow legged. The sweaters came off and the dresses got a lot shorter. She still came across as kind of a prude, especially compared to some of the wild women I was use to seeing Jeff with, but her (pardon my French) fuckability was climbing fast. 

"Yeah, yeah. Quit stalling and get to the juicy parts." 

"I'm getting there." 

Anyway, one day while Jeff was out, I was going through his desk and found a video tape marked 'Allie'. I wasn't expecting him back, so I played it. 

Jeff's voice came booming through the speaker, "Spread it, Baby. I want to see that pussy." 

And there was sweet, wholesome prudish Allie with a monster dildo buried in her pussy and Jeff's cock stuffed in her mouth. He was so big, only about a quarter of it would fit. 

"God, that must have made you hot.... seeing that big cock of his filling her mouth. Details, Baby, I want details..." 

It was the first time I'd ever seen his cock. He's hung like a horse, 9" long and a good 5" or 6" around. 

"I remember. I couldn't believe it when I took it out of his pants... the way his skin rolled back and that big fat plum-sized head filling my mouth." 

"God, Carol, you really did it, didn't you? You fucked Jeff." 

"Uh-uh. First your story, then mine. Right now, you just keep on fucking and talking... tell me about her pussy... Allie's pussy...." 

Her pussy was beautiful. Everything was shaved and slick with pussy juice, except a little baby-blond patch of hair that surrounded her swollen clit. And, God, her clit... I didn't notice it that first time, but when she got heated up, it swelled like a stiff little penis. Jeff said that sometimes when he was eating her, it was like he was giving her a blow job. 

The whole scene was just so hot; it was incredible. Ripping my shorts off, I sat there jerking off while on-screen Jeff pulled his dripping cock out of her mouth. That's when I got my second shock of the night. 

As soon as his dick came out of her mouth, she started cumming... and I mean cumming loud. 

I couldn't believe it. In the whole time I knew her I never once heard her even use a cuss word, yet there she was fucking herself with a huge dildo and talking dirty as hell. 

"Is this what you wanted, Baby? You wanted to see me fuck this big.. cock... oh... God.... uhhh... Uhhh....fuck this cock with my pussy." 

He took his cock in his hand and started slapping it against her tits and tweaking her nipples. "Do it! Fuck it! Get that pussy ready for my dick." 

And she did. She fell back on the bed and grabbed the dildo with both hands, lifting her hips off the bed and shoving it into her pussy. I was beating off like crazy, all ready to cum right there with her, when the real Jeff walked in. 

"Oh God, Paul. What did you do?" 

"What could I do?" 

I was mortified. I yanked the blankets over my cock and scrambled to find the remote. The whole time the wet sloshing sounds of Allie fucking herself and cumming filled the room. 

Jeff grabbed the remote before I did, but instead of turning it off, he sat down on the bed next to me, just watching Allie spasming on that big dildo over and over again. "God, I love it when she cums." 

"Damn, Jeff, I'm sorry.. I..." 

"Hey don't sweat it, man." He never took his eyes off the screen. "Allie's fucking hot isn't she?" 

Looking at the tape once more, I watched as the on-screen Jeff stood up, his heavy cock swinging back and forth as he spread Allie's legs apart for the camera. He took her hands off the dildo and she moaned as he slowly pulled it from her gaping cunt and brought it to her mouth. She didn't hesitate. Without a word she lifted her head, opened her mouth and began to suck it clean. 

"God, she has a beautiful cunt. Don't ya think?" 

All I could do was nod. Beneath the blankets, my hand returned to my aching cock. I sat there, watching and trying like hell, to resist the urge to start pumping again. 

"Her pussy was so tight when I took her cherry, it took almost two weeks before she could manage to fit my whole cock insider her." Looking at me for the first time since he sat down, he jerked his head toward the screen. "That was just her getting ready. Wait to you see me fuck her." 

On the screen, he slid half his hand into her pussy and rotated it around inside her. Allie and I both moaned at the same time. I'd never had a hard on in the same room as another man, much less been on the brink of cumming. My resolve crumbled and Jeff smiled as he caught the movement of my hand beneath the covers. 

Jeff or no Jeff, I needed to cum. And I would have, but right then, Jeff slid the covers back exposing my cock in mid-stroke. 

"Ohh... damn, he watched you jerk off?" 

"No, Baby. He didn't watch. He joined me." 

"Oh, shit, Paul." 

"Damn, buddy, mind if I join you?" And just like that he took off his shirt and shorts and laid down on the bed next to me, our backs against the wall. 

I gotta tell ya, I was more than a little freaked. But, he acted like it was nothing. He just started watching the screen and stroking his cock. I tried not to look but I couldn't help it. It was one thing to see it on the screen, but to see him right next to me stroking it. I felt like I couldn't breathe, but he just kept pumping that cock up and down. 

"You're gonna love this part." 

I looked up and saw Allie's ass facing the camera. Jeff sitting on the edge of the bed. She was bent over, her head bobbing up and down in his lap. Even from behind, I could see her pussy was wet and open. Through the space between her legs, I could see she had the bottom of Jeff's cock gripped in one hand, while the other hand passed back and forth between her thighs, dipping two and three fingers into her cunt at a time. She was wiggling and squirming and the wetness of her pussy was dripping down her thighs. 

"Oooo, Baby, I think somebody's ready for some cock." 

"Oh Fuck, Yeah!" She turned, paused, and gave the camera a big smile. 

Then, looking right into the lens, she reached between her legs and pulled the head of his cock into the mouth of her pussy. 

"Oooooo... uh... fuck... keep going..." 

"Oh, you like that part, huh?" 

"Let's just say, I've been there, done that... now fuck me and tell me what happened next." 

"Mmmmmm... fuck. I want it all the way to the balls... fucking fill me up." Hearing those words come out of her sweet innocent little mouth, made me forget he was there and start pumping my cock again. 

I could see him watching me out of the corner of his eye, but I didn't care. 

Up on the screen, it was like Allie was performing for the camera. She wiggled her hips and spread her legs wide, as she worked more and more of his cock into her pussy. She wanted the camera to capture his cock spreading her lips. It was like she was possessed... thrusting and humping and grunting until his cock was completely engulfed. "Oh God... uhhh.... I did...it... fuck... fuck... I'm so full... Oh, God... give me a minute." 

But he didn't. Pulling her up by the hips, she gave out a long animal groan as the hard wet length of his cock slowly began to emerge from her pussy. "No... oh, noooo... please... God... I need..." And then she howled as he pushed her swiftly back down. 

"Is that what you need... you need my big cock!?" But she was beyond answering as he began lifting and impaling her again and again. "Fuck... fuck... fuckkkkkk!!!!" 

"Ohh... fuck, Paul... I can see it... I can see his big cock filling her... filling that pussy." 

She was so wet and animated. His cock was covered in a frothy wetness of pre-cum and pussy juice. She would claw at his balls and play with her nipples, the whole time bouncing up and down on his cock like she was riding some obscene carnival ride. 

"Ohh... fuck... fuck ... Paul... keep going... I'm sooo close..." 

She just kept cumming and cumming until she was just a rag doll, letting him use her pussy to fuck his cock. 

"Ohh... God, fuck me... Paul..." 

"Can you picture it baby... are you picturing his big cock... fucking that pussy" 

"Oh... damn... yeeessss...." 

Then, all of sudden, she came back to life and started gyrating her hips and ramming her cunt up and down to his monster dick. 

"Yesss.... I can feel it... Come on, Baby... give it to me...." Her face lit up in a kind of demonic glee. 

The meaty sound of the two us beating our cocks filled the room. I heard Jeff moan and wasn't sure if it was the real Jeff or the Jeff on the screen. The two images became a blur as I watched him pumping his shaft and pumping Allie's pussy at the same time. 

"uhh.. uhh... Baby I'm cummingg... uhhhh... don't stop..." 

Both our cocks began to swell and Allie started screaming, "Do it! Fucking cum in my pussy! Fuck.. fucckkk... Do it!.... aaaaa.... Fucking cum in... meeeeee..." 

"fuck... fuckk.. fuckk... oh God, Paul, this is... so good... Oooooo" 

The three of us came together, our cocks shooting cum across our chests and stomachs. While a flood of cum gushed from Allie's splayed open cunt and down over Jeff's balls. 

"Ahhhhhh..... ahhhh.... damn...." 

"Oh God, Carol.... I'm gonna cum... I'm gonna... OWWWWW!" 

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Pain yanked me back to reality. "What the fuck! That hurts!" 

Carol sat poised at the end of my twitching cock, her hand in a vice grip around my balls. Giving me an evil grin, she said, "Good, it's suppose to. You were going to cum." 

"Ah... Yeahhhh." 

"You don't get to cum yet." 

"You're kidding right?" 

"No. I'm not kidding." With my balls still clamped in her hand, she slid off my cock and went to her knees between my legs. "I happen to know for a fact there's more to this story. And, I'm pretty sure, the details aren't going to be any where near as juicy after you cum." 

"No fair. Correct me if I'm wrong, but you just came." 

"And, when you're multi-orgasmic, then you can cum any time you want, but until then I plan on riding this ride all day long, so pace yourself." 

"God, Carol. Is this what you did to poor David this morning. Get him all worked up and send him home with blue-balls?" 

Easing her grip and kissing my aching balls, she looked up sweetly. "I said I didn't fuck David. I never said he didn't cum. Trust me, 'poor' David left here a happy camper." My cock stiffened at the thought. 

Smiling up from between my legs, she ran her tongue sensuously along my shaft, licking her juices from my member. "Now, give yourself a minute to calm down, and then tell me how you got 'poor, sweet, innocent' Allie to spread her legs for you." 

(To be continued in Aftermath Confessions: Chapter 3 - Opening Allie)



Aftermath Confessions Ch. 03



Author's Note: These stories are hard to categorize... voyeurism, exhibitionism, masturbation, quasi-threesome with bi overtones and a hot wife. lol. 

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Smiling up from between my legs, she ran her tongue sensuously along my shaft, licking her own juices from my cock. "Now, give yourself a minute to calm down, and then tell me how you got 'poor, sweet, innocent' Allie to spread her legs for you." 

"God, Carol. You're killing me, here." This was the second time in less than an hour that she'd had me all revved up only to pull the plug. "I'm pretty sure there's something in the Geneva Convention against this kind of torture." 

Lifting her face from my cock, she looked up with mock concern. "Oh, Baby, I'm sorry. I can stop if you want me to, but of course, that would mean you would never get to hear what happened with Jeff and Allie on our wedding night." 

"You're a wicked, wicked woman." And I loved her all the more for it. 

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So, there we were in our dorm room, catching our breath. The video was still going. The Jeff on the video and the real Jeff both got up at the same time. It was like they were in synch with each other. Both cocks semi-hard, covered in cum, swinging back and forth as they walked. 

The Jeff on the video reached out and the video went blank, just as the real Jeff hit the remote and turned off the TV. He went into the bathroom and came back with two warm wash clothes. He threw one to me. Neither of us made any effort to cover up. 

He didn't seem the least bit self-conscious as he stood there wiping the cum from his body. "I'm going to tell you something I haven't told any one else. I'm going to ask Allie to marry me." 

"Holy shit. Really?" It came out sounding more surprised than I intended. "It's just that I always figured you would end up with someone... I don't know..." 

"Wilder?" 

"Yeah, I guess. But, God, after seeing her in bed, I can understand why. Damn, Jeff, I had no idea. She was like a different woman." 

He grinned. "Don't let the video fool ya, Buddy. She's still pretty conservative. It took forever to get her to agree to let me video tape her. And even then I had to swear on a stack of bibles I wouldn't show them to anyone." 

I gave him a look. 

"Hey, I didn't show it to you. You found it all on your own. Besides, you saw how she played to the camera. She loves the idea of being seen, she just can't admit it." 

Later I got to wondering just how much of an accident my finding the video really was, but who was I to question. It was by far the hottest 'porn' I'd ever seen. 

With a smile he added, "And, if you should just happen to be looking for something in my desk this time next week..." 

And, just like that, we began a routine. I wasn't surprised when he walked in on me a week later. Or freaked out when he took off his clothes off and joined me. Every week it was like a different adventure. They fucked in positions I'd never heard of, much less seen. Always with Allie playing to the camera and always ending with her fucking herself into near unconsciousness on Jeff's cock. 

We never touched each other, but Jeff had no qualms about watching me and commenting on my cock from time to time. And, after a while, it just got to be natural to do the same with him. 

Sometimes Allie would come over and I literally couldn't be in the same room with her without getting a hard-on. It was embarrassing and intoxicating at the same time. She'd be all Miss Prim and Proper, but every time I looked at her all I could see were flashes of her pussy and ass and tits... her mouth full of cock... her talking slutty and what she sounded like cumming. Even when Jeff wasn't around, I'd play the videos over and over again and jerk off to the thought of fucking her. 

Things went on like that for a few weeks. Then, one holiday weekend, Jeff and Allie went out of town to visit her family. I didn't expect there to be a video that week, but when I looked, there was a tape marked 'Something Special'. 

I stripped down, oiled up my cock and popped in the video. There was Allie, on all fours with Jeff's cock already sliding in and out of her pussy from behind. He seemed to be teasing her, sliding half his cock in and then pulling it back before she could fully impale herself. Even with that, she was well on her way to cumming when I saw Jeff's hand come into the picture and press a button on the VCR remote. 

Hearing Allie's voice, "Oh my God, that's Paul." I shot up in bed. She was frozen in mid-stroke staring in the direction of the TV. "Oh, God, what's he doing?" 

Jeff laughed, "What's it look like he's doing?" 

My hard-on shrunk in my hand. I couldn't see what she was seeing, but I had a pretty good idea of what she was looking at. What I didn't know was why. How the hell could he do this! 

"Oh, Jeff, Baby.... How did you get this?" 

"That sneaky bastard has been messing with my videos, so I set up the web cam to catch him." 

Her reaction was immediate. "Oh God!" She turned bright red and tried to pull herself off his cock in a panic. But he wouldn't let her. "Please, God tell me he didn't see us fucking!" 

"I'm sorry, Baby..." Looking apologetic and nodding his head toward the screen, "...but that's what he was stroking off to." 

She was mortified. So was I. She put her head down on the mattress. I think she might have been crying. Jeff quietly hugged her back and just held her for a few minutes. It was fucking awful. How could this bastard do this to her? To us? 

I started to turn the tape off when I noticed him starting to gently rock himself inside her. She didn't react at first, but then, almost involuntarily, she began subtly moving her hips in time with his. 

With a smoothing voice he told her, "It's alright. Just feel me inside you and let yourself go." 

It was like he was hypnotizing her. Slowly at first, and then steadily picking up their pace as they started fucking again. Within minutes, she was back up on all fours, moaning as he brought his hands under her and began playing with her swaying tits.  

The man was a magician. It didn't take long for my hard-on to return with a vengeance and I started jerking off again. 

At first her eyes were closed, but as he pumped her from behind they slowly opened and she began watching me. 

"God, Allie... look at him. Look at him pumping that cock, watching you fuck, Baby." She let out a low guttural moan. 

"He sees your ass and your wet pussy and your bouncing tits.... and it's making him soooo hard for you." Her eyes were riveted to the screen. "He's watching me put my big cock in you and wishing it was his.... Wishing it was his dick fucking your pussy." 

She bit her lower lip, her eyes glistening in the light from the video. With his hands on her hips, he pushed himself deeper and she began to grunt with each thrust, her breast swinging wildly beneath her. The more they fucked, the more enraptured she became with watching my hand moving up and down my cock. Her face glowed with a desirous fascination that soon gave way to blatant lust as she watched one man fucking her in his mind and another fucking her with his cock. Whatever inhibitions or concerns she might have had earlier were lost in the rising tides of her pending orgasm. 

"Do you like it, Baby? Do ya like him seeing your pussy? Do you like him stroking his cock for you?" 

His words pushed her to the edge. "Uhhhhh.... fuck... I'm... gonna... I'm.... gonna... cu.." 

Jeff suddenly stopped, pulling himself back until only the head of her cock was still in her pussy. Wildly humping her hips, she let out an explosive groan. "Oh God! What are you doing! Don't stop!" 

He slid the full thick length of his shaft in and out of her cunt in slow deliberate strokes, punctuating each sentence with his movements. "I asked you if you liked it...." She moaned as he slid back in. "...liked spreading your pussy for him..." A mournful groan as he slid back out. "...knowing he wants to fuck you?" A louder moan, as he filled her up again. 

Staring wide eyed at the TV, she began wiggling her ass, trying in vain to get him to fuck her. But he held her hips firm and wouldn't move. She began to beg. "Pleeeease, Baby... I'm soooo close.... Please, just fuck me." 

He responded by pulling his cock almost completely out, "Tell me... tell me. I want to hear it." 

A low husky "Yes" slipped from her lips. 

He rewarded her with a forcefully thrust all the way down to his balls as he began to fuck her in earnest once more. Leaning forward, he whispered near her ear, "Say again." 

She arched her back and moaned, "Yeessssss... " 

Loosening his grip on her hips, she immediate started fucking herself against him with abandon. "Uhhhh... Oh, God... uhh... Yes!!! Is that what you want to hear?... uhh.... I.. fucking love it!... Seeing Paul... pumping that dick... pumping his cock... for me..." 

Now it was Jeff's turn to grunt and groan, as she went on, "Uhhhhh... knowing... he's... watching... me... spread... my.. pussy... knowing... he... wants... uhhh... to... f-u-c-k meeee..." 

Enflamed by her words, he began ramming his cock into her harder than I'd ever seen before. She fell forward, but he suddenly grabbed her by the hair and pulled her head up to face the TV. 

"Here he cums, Baby! Look at him!" Jeff growled. "He's watching us! He's watching us fuck! And he's going to cum for you! He's cumming! Looook..." 

I could hear my own climactic moan from the video, as Allie started screaming, "Fuck me! Uhhhhhhhh... Fuck me! You bastard!" 

It was incredible... the two of us. Watching each other... cumming together... her eyes growing wider and wider as my cock began shooting spurt after spurt of thick white cum over my body. The whole time, her orgasm shouting out to me from the screen, "Ohhhh... fuck... Oh... Godddddd.... Oh... fuuucckkk." 

Riding our wave, Jeff's frantic pace reached a fevered pitch, as he howled and emptied his massive load deep into her cunt. Wet, sloshing, fucking, cumming sounds vibrated off the walls, as the three of us came together that first time. 

Allie fell to the mattress, but Jeff just kept fucking her, not slowing until the overflow of his cum was gushing from her pussy onto the bed below. Finally, he collapsed and the tape went blank. 

************* 

"Owww!" Once again I was snapped back to the present by my wife's firm squeeze of the balls. "What you do that for? I wasn't cumming!" 

With one hand on my balls and the other buried between her legs, Carol looked up with a rueful grin. "I know. I was. Sorry." 

In the whole time we'd been married, I'd rarely seen her masturbate. I loved that she was getting off listening to my stories. "I guess you kind of liked that." 

"It was incredible. I've never heard anything like it." Releasing my balls she grasped my cock in her hand. 

"For God's sake, tell me you got to fuck that girl." 

"I guess you'll just have to wait and find out." 

(To be continued in Aftermath Confessions: Chapter 4 - One Step Closer)



Aftermath Confessions Ch. 04



Author's Note: These stories are hard to categorize... voyeurism, exhibitionism, masturbation, quasie-threesome with bi overtones and a hot wife. lol.  

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"For God's sake, tell me you got to fuck that girl." Words I never dreamed I'd hear coming out from my wife. 

Now it was my turn to play coy. "I guess you'll just have to wait and find out."

Reliving my time with Jeff and Allie had us both horny as hell. As if we hadn't been horny enough already. Even now, while one of her hands held my cock, the other was moving rhythmically between her thighs.

"You know, I could make you tell me, if I wanted to." She said sweetly.

I started to laugh, when she brazenly brought her slick wet hand from her pussy, wrapped it around my shaft and steadily began to pump.

"Ohhh... God, Carol." Delighting in the control she had over me, she looked up from my lap and slid her lips down the entire length of my cock. Even with her mouth full, she managed a wicked smile as she took two long engulfing strokes up and down my shaft. 

Then, her eyes widening in surprise, she squealed and squeezed the base of my cock so hard it hurt.

"Ohhh... Damn... Damn... w-woman.. w-what are you doing to me!" My voice was shaking and I was gasping for air.

"You were going to come!" 

That went without saying. She'd cum no less than four times already this morning, while repeatedly bringing me to the edge and denying my climax.

"Jesus! You can't keep doing this!" I'd never needed to cum so bad in my entire life.

"Oh, Baby, I'm sorry. I had no idea you were so close." Her words of sympathetic remorse, didn't change the iron grip with which she held me. Gently kissing my swollen balls, she promised, "Just a little longer."

Sensing my need to cum slowly subsiding, she eased the pressure of her hold. "I know you don't understand, but if you want me to tell you what really happened on our wedding night, I need to hear about Jeff and Allie and what the three of you did before we met." 

Then, playfully grabbing my aching balls she added, "And remember, no cumming until the tale is done."

Groaning, I picked up where we left off...

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I was pissed. I couldn't believe that Jeff had shown his girl friend a video of me masturbating. Or that he had the audacity to show me a video of them fucking while they watched it. 

All weekend long I oscillated between going over in my mind what I was going to say to him the next time we talked, and watching the video of her cumming while she watched me. I must have jerked off 4 or 5 times, always trying to time it so we came together like we did that first time I watched it, but it was never the same. I'd cum too soon or too late, but it didn't matter. It was just fucking hot.

As Monday night approached, I became more and more anxious about the pending confrontation with Jeff. But, like everything else about Jeff, nothing went as I envisioned. 

It was just getting dark when he called me from the airport. "Paul, it's Jeff. Did you watch the video?"

"What the fuck, Jeff! You video taped my..."

"Yeah, I know. But, you liked it didn't you." It was a statement not a question.

"How the hell could you..."

"Look, I don't have much time. I'm calling to ask if you'd like to see the real thing."

That shut me up.

"We'll be home around 11:30. Do you want to watch me fuck Allie, yes or no?"

My heart was pounding in my chest. My mind flashed to all those videos of Allie and the rush of seeing her hidden, slutty side, spread eagle and exposed. 

After a pause, I gave the only answer I could. "Yes."

"Good. All you have to do is pretend to be asleep. I'll do the rest. And, Buddy, when I say asleep, I mean really asleep. If you so much as stir, the gig is up. Got it?"

I swallowed hard. "Yeah."

"Good. One more thing. Make sure you're naked." And, with that he hung up. One minute I'm so mad I can't see straight and the next all I can think about is what's going to happen when the two of them walk through the door."

The time I spent waiting for them to show up were some of the longest hours of my life. If I was having to pretend to be asleep, it was pretty clear that Allie wasn't in on what was happening. This was all Jeff.

I found myself practicing how I'd be laying in bed. And I kept going back and forth between wearing boxers and being naked like Jeff told me to. I felt ridiculous, but my cock was as hard as a rock and I found myself looking at the clock every other minute.

By 11:20 I laid in the dark, rubbing my hard-on through my boxers, waiting for them to arrive. Then, just as the key started turning in the lock, I had a heart pounding change of mind, and frantically yanked my boxers off and pretended sleep.

Try as I might, I couldn't control my breathing. I could hear them bumping their way through the door and fumbling around in the dark.

Jeff's voice came in a muted whisper, intermixed with the sounds of them making out. "God, I've wanted to fuck you all weekend. I can't believe your parents made us sleep in separate bedrooms."

Allie moaned and I could hear the rustling of clothes. "Mmmmm... Wait... Wait. Is Paul here?"

"Don't worry about Paul, the guy sleeps like a rock. Trust me."

They moved into the doorway and I could see their shadowed silhouette against the dim light of the other room. He was working his way down her neck as his hands played with her breast and started pushing her shirt off her shoulders.

Allie's words were breathless. "Stop... I can't...."

Jeff unclasped her bra, leaving her pointy nipples standing out against the background as he covered them with his mouth. Her shirt fell to the floor.

"...Uhhhh... Stop... Wait... Paul..." Even as she spoke in protest, her hand wrapped around his head and she arched her back, pushing her breast into his mouth. "...what if... he... wakes...."

His mouth full of tit, Jeff murmured, "He won't. I promise." And began unzipping her jeans. "Besides, it's dark. He can't see anything."

Dropping to his knees, he slid her jeans down her legs and nuzzled his face between her thighs. Lifting up on her toes, her hands grasped the door jamb above her head, as he slipped her jeans off one leg then the other, leaving her naked except for her panties.

It was everything I could do not to pump my cock beneath the covers, but I was scared to death with the slightest movement, the spell would be broken.

Cupping her ass with his hands he pulled her against his mouth and began to chew her pussy through her panties. Wrapping her hands around his head, she moaned and looked in the dark towards where I was laying.

"Are.. you... sure..." He gave a deep affirmative growl into her cunt and the last of her resolve crumbled. "Oh, God..."

Rising from his knees I could see him slip his hand into her panties as he kissed her. He deliberately left a space between their bodies, ensuring the shadowy outline of their movements would be captured in the back light. He knew I was watching.

As Jeff played with her tits and fingered her pussy, she spread her legs wide, lifting up on her toes with each forward movement. A soft wet smacking sound could be heard as he moved his hands inside her panties.

She was trying to be quiet, but the groan of her first orgasm was like the roar of the ocean in the dark. Despite the risk, I wrapped my hand around my cock and began to pump.

After she came, she pulled his hand from between her legs and ripped open the front of his shirt. I could hear the buttons hitting the hardwood floor as she dropped to her knees and hectically opened the front of his pants.

It was only after his huge cock was dangling in front of her face, that she paused. First looking up and then looking ever so briefly in my direction, she lifted his shaft and began feeding it into her mouth. 

Jeff leaned back, pushing his hips forward, ensuring an unobstructed view of her working his cock into her mouth. I'd seen her blow jobs on the videos, but nothing could compare to the sight of her working more and more of that monster cock down her throat. With his hands on either side of her head, he turned to look in my direction as he proceeded to fuck her mouth.

That's when I came for the first time. I thought for sure the wet sound of my beating cock and the ever so quiet groan that escaped my lips would give me away, but if they heard, neither one responded.

After a few minutes, Jeff lifted her to her feet and marched her into the room ahead of him. The pungent aroma of her pussy sent a rush through my body and I found myself inhaling to take as much of it in as I could.

Even though they passed within just a few feet of my bed, their bodies were almost completely lost in the dark. For the next hour, I laid there listening to him fuck her. Other than a scrap of whisper here and there, they were uncharacteristically quiet. It was only as the two of them started to cum that the sounds of their movements became unmistakable, but it was enough.

I came a second time just as they climaxed.

As she dressed, I laid in the dark covered in cum, wishing like hell I could have seen more of her body. He walked her to the door and kissed her good-bye. 

A minute later he walked into the bedroom still naked, turned on the light and threw me a wash cloth. "Enjoy the show?"

"What do you think?" He stood openly watching me as I cleaned the cum from my stomach, chest and cock. 

"You're going to have to be quieter next time. You almost gave it away when you came. I know she sounds like a wild woman on the tape, but trust me, Allie's not a swinger. I'm just starting to open her up."

"Damn, Jeff. If she was any more open, we'd both fit in her." Realizing what I'd said, I immediately started to apologize, but Jeff only laughed.

"Maybe some day, but for now it's strictly a peep show. Can you live with that?" 

"Fuck yeah."

"Good, because next time there'll be a night light."

And that's what we did. At least once or twice a week, he'd bring Allie to our room and I would jerk off secretly watching them while they fucked.

True to his word, the next time she came over he left the night light on. She was more reluctant than ever, but he kept telling her how I slept like a rock and promising I wouldn't wake up. She wasn't totally convinced, but he made a big show of trying to shake me awake. I just groaned and kept on pretending. 

Even then, I don't think she would have gone for it, but he said, "Wanna see something?"

She didn't say anything. And then I felt him sliding the covers back exposing my throbbing cock. She gave a little gasp, "Oh God. He's hard."

Jeff laughed. "Haven't you ever heard of morning wood? Lots of guys get hard in their sleep. Touch if you want to."

"I couldn't."

"Suit yourself." I heard movement. I couldn't open my eyes to see what they were doing, but I heard her give a shuddering moan and Jeff said, "You may not want to touch it, but admit it, your pussy is getting wet looking at it."

She didn't say anything, but 15 minutes later he was fucking her with the light on. I'll never forget that first time really getting to see her naked. The dim glow of the night light only served to make everything more erotic. She was still pretty subdued compared to the wild woman on the tape, but it was everything I could do not to cum while I was watching them. 

Even though she made a point of always facing away from me that first night, that asshole Jeff left the covers off and there was no way I could jerk off without her seeing me. Honestly, I think he did it on purpose.

After that, things steadily escalated. Most nights Jeff would go to her place, but once or twice a week he'd bring her back to our room and make love to her in front or me. 

By day, she would be her normal prim and proper self, never acknowledging what was happening. But, by night, our nights, she was gradually becoming less and less inhibited and pretty soon she was the same slutty wild woman I had beaten off to so many times on the video tape. Except now, instead of performing for the camera, it was like she was performing for me.

Most nights, I would jerk off under the covers, sometimes two and three times while they were going at it. Other times, she would be looking right at me while they fucked and I'd have to lay still watching her cum. More than once, I came without ever touching myself.

Then, one day Jeff came to me and told me not to cover up. 

"But she'll see me." 

"You don't get it. She knows you're awake. Did you really think she was buying the whole 'He sleeps like a rock thing'? It's a game." 

I guess a part of me knew she knew, but I was so into the game myself I just didn't question it.

"As long as she can pretend she doesn't know, it works for her. She can let herself go without feeling guilty. Trust me, she's wants to see you."

That night we relived that first video together, except this time she was really watching me pumping my cock and I was really watching her cum as she did it. 

Afterwards, Jeff got up to use the bathroom. I'd been pretending to be asleep for so long I was beginning to doze off when I became aware of her bare form standing over me. Her body was draped in a damp sheen of sweat from their recent exertions, shimmering in the room's dim light.

With a furtive glance towards the bathroom, she bit her lower lip and slowly slid the covers back revealing my soft cock still covered in cum. Without saying a word, she began pinching her nipple and fingering herself, a smile spreading across her lips as my cock began to grow.

Sensing movement in the doorway behind her, I knew Jeff as there. Together we watched as her breathing began to quicken and within just a minute she tensed, moaned and slumped against the bed. She was so close, I could feel the heat of her thighs against mine. 

Slipping quietly back into the bathroom, Jeff made a show of flushing the toilet. With a quick glance over her shoulder she bent, kissed my cock, and bounced naked from the room.

It was over a week before she came back again and I began to worry we had crossed an unspoken line. That night, as Jeff began to undress her, she slipped topless from his bed and moved over to mine. 

Frozen in the semi-dark, I held my breath waiting for what would happen next.

"Are you sure he's asleep?"

Jeff's already naked form moved in behind her, pressing his cock against her panty covered ass. 

"I told you. He sleeps like a rock."

She leaned back against him as he covered her breast with his hands and began tweaking her nipples with his fingers.

Looking down at my naked body she said, "Are you sure? Because if he woke up, even for a minute, we couldn't do this any more."

"He won't. I promise."

Turning she took Jeff's cock in both hands as he rolled her panties off he hips, dropping them to the floor.

"That's good, because I'd hate for this to end."

Jeff was right. It was a game and she was giving me the rules.

After that night she didn't just talk about me when they were fucking, increasingly she began to talk to me.

"Are you hard, Paul? Are you watching us... watching him fuck me... pumping your cock? Are you?... Pumping your cock for my pussy?"

The more she talked the more incited Jeff seem to become. To the point that some nights he would cum before either of us. But he would just keep fucking her with that monster cock of his as she called out across the room.

"Do it... pump it for me. I want to see it... I want to see you cum. Cum for my pussy... Oh, God Paul, do it!" 

And I would. Cum while she watched, all the while pretending we couldn't see each other through the gloom. It didn't matter the fabrication was growing ever thinner. All that mattered was the three of us coming together. 

It was like a drug and each of us was addicted in our own way. Those last few times together got pretty wild.

********* 

"Stop!"

The whole time I had been telling my story, Carol had been sitting between my legs gently stroking, kissing and fondling my cock. Just enough to keep me painfully aroused, without bringing me over the edge.

Standing, she looked sexy as hell... her partially exposed breast parting the folds of her unbuttoned shirt, her hard clearly defined nipples jutting through the fabric. She had one finger buried in her visibly wet pussy, rubbing her pink swollen clit.  

"Come with me. I think it's time to take this show to the bedroom. You've suffered enough and I could use some cock of my own."

Suddenly the shoe was on the other foot. "What happened to all that talk about pacing myself and 'waiting 'til the tale is done'?"

"Oh, you still have to pace yourself, but I want a climax to go with this climax." 

Pulling me to my feet she started to walk towards the bedroom. "Gee, I don't know...."

"Well, you can fuck me, or I can call David." Looking sweetly back over her shoulder, "One way or the other, someone's cock going to be inside me before this story is done."

(To be continued in Aftermath Confessions: Chapter 5 - Trick and Treat)



Aftermath Confessions Ch. 05



Author's Note: As I said before, these stories are hard to categorize... voyeurism, exhibitionism, a threesome, with some light bi-play and a hot wife. If male bisexuality offends you, please don't read the story. 

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 Chapter 5 - Trick and Treat

Carol looked wonderful walking ahead of me into our bedroom, her cute little ass peeking below her swaying shirt tail. The top of her firm legs and inner thighs were visibly wet from a morning full of orgasms and cock teasing.

The bed was still messed up from the night before, the scent of sex hung in the air. My mind flashed back, once more, to our unexpected threesome and sharing my wife, and myself, with another man for the first time.

Dropping her shirt, she turned to face me. She was a MILF in every sense of the word. At 45, her 5' 7" curvaceous frame was perfectly proportioned for her body. Reaching out her arms, she drew me close, pressing my hard upwards slanting cock against her warm moist pussy. I could feel the large dark nipples of her 34D breasts pushing pointedly into my chest as she wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me.

We were here to fulfill our bargain. After a night of sharing ourselves with David, we'd made an agreement to tell all, to share that which we had never shared with each other before. What I would have once envisioned as my worse nightmare, had become a liberating adventure of sexual discovery. Not the least of which was what a wicked, wonderful sexy woman I was really married to.

I broke our kiss. "So far, I've been doing all the talking and you've been doing all the cumming."

Reaching down between us, she filled her hand with my thick 7" cock. "Ohhh. Poor, Baby. Are you needing some relief?"

All morning long she'd been bringing me to the edge and 'forcing me' to tell her about my time in college with Jeff and Allie.

"A deal is a deal. You finish telling me what happened in college and I'll tell you how Jeff got me out of my wedding dress on our honeymoon." The very thought of Jeff's huge 9" cock buried in my wife's pussy left my head spinning. "But, before you finish, there's something I have to ask." 

"Go for it." After the last 24 hours, I didn't think there was anything we couldn't tell each other. 

"When I was... a.... interrogating David this morning, he said you told him that was the first time you've ever given a blow job."

"That's the truth."

"But that's not what Jeff said." 

My chest tightened. "What did Jeff say?"

"Well... when I tried to suck his cock the first time..."

"The 'first time', you mean there was more than once?"

In answer, she just smiled. 

"As I was saying, that first time, I couldn't fit much more than just the head of his cock into my mouth and later he made a joke. Something like, 'Don't feel bad, that's about as much as fit into Paul's mouth too."

My faced burned with embarrassment. "That asshole."

"So, what's the story? Did you suck Jeff's cock or didn't you?"

"No. Well, yes... but not the way you mean it. I didn't give him a blow job."

Laughing she pulled me by my cock onto the bed, "Let me see if I have this right. His cock was in your mouth and you were sucking, but it wasn't a blow job?"

"It's complicated.... He tricked me."

Pushing me back on the bed, she straddled my hips, and casually sat done on my cock. "Ohhhh... this is going to be good. Start talking." Then, reaching back and grabbing my balls she added, "And remember, pace yourself.."

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While none of us acknowledged it, with graduation approaching, we all knew our days were numbered. Honestly, at the pace things were escalating, I couldn't see how things could go much further without violating the rules of Allie's game. If I 'woke up' even once, the pretext was over and everything ended.

On our next to the last time together, Jeff added a twist. "Pretend I'm Paul."

She feigned reluctance. "I couldn't do that."

But Jeff insisted it was just pretend... role playing. He began fingering her. "You know, like when I pretend to be your stepfather coming into your room at night and playing with your little girl pussy."

She got quiet when he said that. She laid there and I watched as Jeff moved his fingers inside her and her hips began to rotate. After a long pause she moaned, "Okay, Baby... If that's what you want. I'll fuck Paul for you." Then, quickly added, "But only pretend... I could never really do something like that."

There was something about the conversation that seemed staged and, for the first time I wondered just how spontaneous these times together really were. Reaching over, she turned on the desk lamp, illuminating their bed in a golden glow while casting mine deeper in shadow. It was my first unobstructed view of the two of them together and it was breathtaking. She was inclined against the wall, facing me, her legs spread wide, Jeff's partially buried hand sliding and rotating in and out of her neatly shaved pussy. She looked right at me in the dark, her fingers entwined in Jeff's hair, pushing one tit into his sucking mouth while she pinch and twisted the large dark eraser shaped nipple of the other.

"God, Paul, what are you doing? Stop. I thought you were Jeff. I never would have..." Jeff pushed his hand deeper inside her. "Uhhhh...uhhh... God... Stop.... we can't... I'm... not.. .that... kind of girl..." 

Jeff moaned, "I know you want it, Allie... I know you want my cock."

"Ohhh... God... Paul we shouldn't... we... we can't... "

"I've seen you looking at it... I've seen your pussy getting wet..."

"No.... No... uhh.... I never..."

"Don't lie to me..."

"Ahhh... Ahhh....Www-hat.. are.you going... to do... to me... "

"I'm going to fuck you, Allie. I'm gonna give you that cock you want so bad."

"Oh... God... Paul... no... don't... fuck..me. Please... I'll do anything... Just don't fuck me with your big cock... "

"Will you suck my dick, Allie... Suck it all the way down? I know you can fit it all into that pretty little mouth of yours. Would you do that, Allie? Would you suck my cock?"

"Yesss... I'll suck it... I can suck it sooo good Paul... All the way down."

She groaned as he pulled his hand from her gapping pussy and pulled her head to his cock. She grasped it in both hands and began to pump it.

"Let me suck it, Paul.... I'll suck it for you... I'll let you fuck my mouth... .but please... Please... Don't fuck my pussy." 

He pushed her head down on his shaft, roughly pushing half his length past her lips. "And will me let me cum in your mouth Allie.... let me fuck it 'till I cum?"

Bobbing her head up and down his shaft, she moaned her agreement and began mouth fucking his cock. 

For the next few minutes I watched her fingers working furiously between her legs as she worked more and more of his shaft into her mouth. I could tell Jeff was close to cumming, when she pulled her mouth off his cock and sat up.

Her voice was breathless, "I know you're going to fuck me... You're going to force my legs open... and you're just going... to... to fuck me... aren't you, Paul!?... You're going to fuck my little pussy... " Straddling his hips, her back to him, she spread her legs wide, and looked right at me as she placed his bulbous head into the mouth of her cunt.

"Well, just do it then... You Bastard... Fuck my pussy!" And in one swift motion she impaled herself. "Ohhhh... God!!! Paul... Fuck me! Do it! Fucking... Fuck meeeeee!"

Grabbing her hips, Jeff began to buck wildly beneath her. 

"Oh God... Oh God.. .Oh God... I'm cumming Paul!!! Cum with me! Cum with me, Baby... Cummmmmm innn mmyyy pussssssy... Fuckkkkk... "

Jeff howled and together we filled her with cum. 

Afterwards, they got dressed in silence and went back to her place. I laid in the dark and wondered if that would be our last time together. There were only three days of school left.

I barely saw Jeff and Allie that last week. The months spent watching the two of them have sex, being so close to her as we came together, had been a sweet torture. Now, the thought of it ending without ever touching her was depressing. 

It was close to midnight when Jeff called. "Buddy, if ever there was a time not to wake up, this is it. Trust me. You won't be sorry."

It was only a short time later that I heard Jeff's key in the lock. When they came in, they lingered just beyond the doorway. Laying in the dark, my heart pounding, it seemed like forever. 

The sounds of muted whispers and rustling clothes floated in from the next room. There was a long silence, followed by the sound of Allie moaning. A moment later, she was there. 

The dim illumination of the night light bathed her in a glow, painting erotic shadows across her body. What the dark denied me, my memory and imagination filled in. I knew every inch of her 5' 9" frame. The angle of her 32 C breasts and shape of her nipples when she got excited, like she was now. The curve of her thighs as they came together. And the beautiful flowery shape of her pussy, neatly shaved except for a small baby-blond patch of hair that surrounded her clit.

Even after months of seeing her splayed naked in the bed next to me, the sight took my breathe away. I don't think I've ever wanted a woman as badly as I wanted her in that moment. I would do anything, play whatever game she needed me to, if it meant even a chance of having her.

Jeff's bare form appeared beside her. Turning, she opened her legs and wedged the head of his hard cock firmly between her thighs and began kissing him. For a few minutes, they just stood there, framed against the doorway, making out and exploring each other's bodies. 

The intoxicating aroma of her excitement drifted into the room like a physical caress across my body. The sound of breathing grew heavy and intermixed with their moans and murmurs. I was on the brink of wrapping my hand around my cock, when she broke their kiss and looked in my direction. 

Taking her by her shoulders, Jeff walked her to the edge of the bed where I laid sprawled. 

Looking down at my deliberately exposed cock, her whispered words rode the heated rhythm of her panting breaths, "God, Jeff, I don't know if I can do this."

Wrapping his hands around her, he began massaging her breasts, kissing her neck, and whispering in her ear. "You don't have to do anything you don't want to, Allie."

Continuing to look down at my cock, she moaned and parted her legs as he slowly slid his hand across her body and between her thighs. Soon she was rocking her hips in time with the movements of his fingers. 

As they spoke, her words were draped in a hushed excitement. His every whisper was a seduction. 

"He looks sooo hard."

"Do you want to touch him, Allie? No one will know... not even Paul."

She bit her lower lip. "But, what if her wakes up?"

"He won't, I promise. Watch..." He moved to her side, and with a shock, I felt him take my cock into his hands. "See, Baby. He's not going to wake up. I promise... just touch him." She watched in fascination as he began to pump my cock. "You know you want to."

When he reached out and replaced his hands with hers, she didn't resist. Where his touch had been firm and heated, hers was delicate and cool. He began moving her fingers up and down my shaft.

"It's so hot! I didn't expect it to feel so hot. Damn, Jeff."

"Do you like it, Baby?"

She didn't reply, but when he took his hand away, she continued pumping on her own. I was in heaven. It was everything I could do not to make a sound or move my hips.

Jeff moved behind her. From where I lay, I couldn't see what he was doing, but I felt her other hand brush my thigh and the pressure of her weight on the bed, as she slowly bent at the waist over my body. Her mouth was so close I could feel her warm breath against my shaft and the tips of her nipples brushing against my thighs as she began to make little cooing sounds. 

After waiting so long, it was only a few minutes, before I felt the swelling throb of a pending orgasm beginning to build. I was going to cum. 

Suddenly, she dropped my cock and stepped back from the bed. "We have to stop. He's going to wake up. I know he is."

I'm sure a groan escaped my lips, but if either of them heard, they pretended not to notice. I was so close, I could feel the weight of my cock gently bouncing against stomach, matching the pace of my beating heart. 

"He won't I promise." His hands were once more opening and closing over her breast, teasing her nipples. She leaned back and closed her eyes. "Wouldn't you like to feel him... feel him inside you... just once." She bit her lower lip. "After all we've been through, you can't tell me you haven't thought about how good it would be..."

"Oh, Baby... please... stop." Her voice had a little tremor. "I told you, I could never do something like that. I just couldn't."

He reassured her. "It's okay. It's alright, Baby." He kissed her. "But, I want you to do something for me. I want you to put your fingers deep into your pussy."

She stopped and looked up at him. "Will you do that for me?" She obediently dropped her hand down between her legs. "Put them in deep... I want them juicy and wet."

She bent just a little as she pushed her fingers deeper into herself, a long moan followed her movements. It was maddening having her so close, seeing her so aroused, and not being able to touch her.

Taking her hand in his, I could hear her wetness as he pulled her fingers from between her legs. "Watch this... when I put your fingers on his lips he'll suck them."

Even with my eyes closed tight, I could sense her fingers moving towards my lips. Her wet heated aroma sent a thrill through my already aroused body and I sucked her fingers in with a greed that belied my sleeping. She immediately pulled back.

"He's awake!" 

"No, he's not. It's instinctual. Here, watch." He took her hands in his once more and brought her fingers back to my lips. This time I sucked them in slowly and gently. "See.... He's still sleeping like a baby."

"Oh, God. That's sooo hot. He's sucking my pussy juice." She pulled her fingers from my lips, only to return them a moment later, wetter than before. She was feeding me the juice from her pussy.

"Wouldn't you love it if that was your clit in his mouth?" She moaned. "If your pussy was in his mouth and he was sucking on you?"

"I couldn't... do something like that. I'm not like that." She pulled her fingers away only to bring them back wet again. She began to slide them in and out like she was fucking my mouth. "Besides... there's no way I could do something like that without him waking up."

"Just put your nipple in his mouth. He wouldn't wake up from you doing that."

She giggled, "God, Jeff, where do you come up with these things?"

There was something in her voice that gave her away. Suddenly I knew exactly where he came up with the idea. It was hers. All this time I thought of Jeff as the puppet master. Suddenly I realized that Allie was pulling a few strings of her own. But I didn't care. In fact I reveled in the knowledge that this wasn't something Jeff was talking her into. She wanted whatever was going to happen to happen.

When next she spoke, the reluctance in her voice was unconvincing. "Okay. But you have to turn off the night light. If I'm going to do this, it's going to be in the dark."

I sensed Jeff moving away, just as I felt her firm nipple pressing against my lips. The room went completely dark as I opened my mouth wide and gently sucked in her entire areola. 

"Ohhh... he's really doing it... He's sucking me. Ohhhh... that feels sooo good." Jeff was moving behind her and she moaned as I started playing my tongue over and around her nipple. "Oh, God, Jeff... what.. if he's... he's not really... asleep? Ahhh... what if he's just... uhhh... been pretending... Oh, God, Jeff what are you doing... please... put it in me..."

"Not yet... Baby. Just let him suck you... Feel how good it feels." I could hear the sound of wet movement over her heavy breathing. She pulled one breast from my mouth only to replace it with the other. It was coated in her pussy juice. 

"Oooohhh.... lick it off... lick... it...." She kept feeding me her breasts, first one, then the other, as Jeff worked his magic between her legs. "Ahhh... wha.. what... if... he's... pretending... wha... what... if... he's really... AAhhhhh!!!! .... Oh God... oh God... I'm cumming!!! Jeff! Oh baby... I'm cummming... AAahhhh...."

Her breath came in ragged spasms and she shuttered and bucked above me, pushing her breast deep into my mouth. Then, for a moment, she stood motionless. "Woooo... that was so good."

With a breathless sigh, she slipped her nipple from my mouth and turned away from me, pressing herself against Jeff. "I'm sooo hot. I need you in me."

I could just make out their forms in the dark as he turned her back around to face me. "What about Paul?" He whispered, his hand sliding once more between her legs. She immediately began rocking against his fingers.

"I want to... I really... do..." Her delicate hand reached out for me. "If only I could be sure..." She ran her finger tips along my inner thighs, over my balls and caressed the length of my shaft. "...really sure..." She bent forward, brushing her breasts across my face. "...he's asleep and won't wake up." I closed my eyes as she pushed her breast back into my mouth and whispered in my ear. "... No matter what."

Rocking back and forth against Jeff's fingers, it was only a few minutes before her breathing was once again growing ragged. She kept alternating between pushing her breast deep into my open, sucking mouth and pulling it away as she leaned down to run her fingers between my legs and over my throbbing member. Caressing, but never pumping, she'd run her cool hand along my length and then she'd envelope my head in her palm and give it a delicate squeeze.

Moving beside her, Jeff leaned down and whispered by our ears. "If I could prove he was asleep and won't wake up.... what would you do, Allie? Would you... would you fuck him?"

After a prolonged moment of silence, with a hesitant voice she responded. "No. I couldn't do that..." Then, pushing her breast deep into my mouth, stretching it wide, she softly added, "... but I could suck his cock."

"Is that what you want, Allie? You want Paul's cock in your mouth? You want to suck it?"

"If he wasn't awake, I'd suck him so good for you, Jeff." She pulled her breast from my lips. "I'd fuck him with my mouth... while you fucked me with your cock..." Jeff moaned.

Inhaling shapely, my hips involuntarily rose from the bed, as she suddenly grasped my cock in both hands. "But you have to prove it to me... prove he's really asleep. Can you do that for me, Baby?"

I felt her press against my lips, but when I opened wide to take her in, it was the bulbous head of Jeff's cock that filled my sucking mouth. My eyes flew open only to shut again as Allie gave out a guttural moan and began rapidly pumping my cock. I groaned, only to feel Jeff sliding another inch or two of his thick heated shaft over my tongue and deeper into my already stretched mouth.

Allie's voice was shaking with excitement. "He's really doing it. He's sucking your cock."

It happened so fast, I couldn't think. 

"I told you, Baby. He's sound asleep. Trust me. Paul would never do this if he was awake."

I'm not sure what would have happened next, but right then Allie's mouth plunged down on my cock. My moans were met by corresponding moans from Jeff. Despite myself, I started sucking and tonguing him as he began to slid the top third of his cock in and out of my mouth.

Part of me was in a panic, but another part was lost to Allie's all consuming orifice. I wanted it to stop and go on forever at the same time. In the end, I just froze and let it happen. 




Aftermath Confessions Ch. 05



She went up and down two... three... four times in succession. On each upward stroke, she'd pull all but the head of my cock out of her mouth, pressing her lips so firmly that it felt like she was gnawing on me. Then, she'd swirl her tongue over the crown and plunge down my length all the way to my balls, moaning as if I was sliding deep into her pussy instead of her mouth. 

To this day, I don't know whose idea it was, but it was Allie who seemed overwhelmed with lust at the sight of Jeff moving in and out of my mouth. There was a shuttering vibration deep in her throat as she came that first time with my cock buried in her mouth. 

Squeezing the base of my shaft she lifted her head. "Fuck... that soooo hot!" She watched for a few seconds more and then urgently began begging Jeff to fuck her. "Oh, God, Baby... I need you! Please... Baby... put it in me!" 

Jeff pulled his fat uncircumcised cock slowly, almost reluctantly, from my mouth, leaving a wet trail of saliva and pre-cum across my lips.

Then he was behind her and the fucking began. It was the most erotic experience of my life up to that point. True to her word, Allie fucked my cock with her mouth. Closing my eyes, it was easy to imagine that it was her beautiful pussy. An illusion made all the easier as she started calling out my name. Over and over again, she would bring me to the edge, only to take her mouth away.

"Fuck me Paul!... Fuck me... Fuck my pussy... Oh, God... do it..." 

It's a credit to her skills that it lasted as long as it did. In the end, it was Jeff who came first. As the rhythm of his breathless grunts and gasps began to build, Allie cried out.

"Ahhhh... cum!!! Cum... in me! Cum in me... Paul!" 

Engulfing my cock with her mouth, she pistoned up and down my shaft, as Jeff rammed his load into her from behind. There was no turning back as I cried out and came deep into her throat. 

Even after Jeff's frantic pace faded into a slow steady rocking, she continued to whimper and coo as she sucked and licked my cock clean.

For a while, no one moved. Then she slowly stood up. I could hear Jeff's spent member sliding out of her cunt, as she turned and kissed him. 

Turning to me once more, she pressed her lips to mine. I gently sucked her tongue into my mouth and, for our first time, we kissed. 

She whispered, "Things won't be the same without you." And, with that, she was gone. 

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"God... Paul... You never fucked her. Ahhhhhh... fuck.. her now... use my pussy and fuck her now!"

Throughout my story, I'd been playing with Carol's tits as she fucked herself on my cock. Steadily talking as she went through orgasmic peaks and valleys above me. It was only the act of telling the tale which distracted me from joining her. 

Now, as she begged me to use her cunt to fuck Allie's pussy, the unfulfilled hunger of the morning came roaring back and I would not be denied. Rolling over, I threw her down on her back, pushed her legs apart, and rammed myself into her hole. 

"Oh Godddd.... Yessss! Fuck her! Give it to her!"

Digging her fingers into my ass, she wrapped her legs around my back, welcoming my slamming body deeper into hers.

"Ahhhhh... Yeah! Yeah!... That's it! Give it to her! Ahhhh.... Cum in her Paul! Cum in Allie's Pussssyyyyy!!!!"

A thousand memories past and present, of swollen cocks and wet pussies and of my wonderful fucking wife, came crashing in and exploded between her legs... filling her with all I had in the way of lust and love.

The cry of her orgasm intermixed with mine and echoed off the walls as her womb became a sea of molten cum. The perfect ending to a tale so long untold.

We laid breathless in each other's arms. "Damn, Baby. Allie doesn't know what she missed. All this time and you never told me."

"I'll never forget something Jeff said as I laid there in the dark listening to them dress. Allie asked him, 'What if when he wakes up he remembers what happened?' "

"And Jeff replied, 'He'll just think it's all been a wet dream.... a beautiful, wonderful wet dream.'"

"And, in a way he was right. The memory of those times were etched in my mind in vivid detail, but I was so embarrassed, I could never bring myself to tell anyone what happened. Not even you."

Carol laughed, "Jesus, Jeff was a player. That 'wet dream' line is almost the same thing he said to me when he tucked me in and kissed me good night on our wedding night."

"Speaking of which, how exactly did you end up in bed with Jeff on our wedding night?"

"Not just Jeff..." She flashed a mischievous smile in response to the incredulous look on my face. 

(To be continued in Aftermath Confessions Chapter 6 - The Wedding Night) 



Aftermath Confessions Ch. 06



Author's Note: This story is hard to categorize. Loving wife, group, threesome with a touch of bi. There's not a lot of bisexuality, but there is some, so if this offends you PLEASE don't read. And for God's sake don't sent me a note. On the other hand, if you'd like to see the illustrated version, drop me a line.

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"How exactly did you end up in bed with Jeff on our wedding night?"

"Not just Jeff..." She flashed a mischievous smile in response to the incredulous look on my face.

The idea of Carol sleeping with my college buddy on our honeymoon was inconceivable enough, but the idea that she shared our bed with multiple people was just ludicrous. I was beginning to think she was making the whole thing up, when she took my face in her hands and asked, "Are you sure you want to hear this?"

All morning long she had been light hearted and teasing, but there was a seriousness in her tone that told me whatever was coming next would change our marriage forever. 

"Up until now, we've been talking about things that happened before we got married. From here on out, it's uncharted territory." 

But it was too late to turn back now. And the truth was the picture of Carol with Jeff's big cock was already beginning to stir my loins.

"Hey! No way you're backing out now. Not after torturing me all morning. The deal was I tell you mine and you tell me yours. I can't wait to hear what that bastard did to get you out of your wedding dress."

Visibly relieved, the smile returned to her face. "Well, the first thing you should know is that Jeff was a complete gentleman." I laughed. "Okay, not a gentleman, but trust me, he wasn't the aggressor that night. In fact, if anyone was, it was you."

"Me!?" The sad, humiliating truth is that I got so drunk at our wedding night, I ended up passing out and didn't remember a thing. 

Seeing my distress, Carol pulled me to her lips and kissed me. "It's alright. It all worked out. And now that I know what happened between the three of you before we met, it makes a lot more sense. I just wish you had told me sooner." 

Then, giving my face a playful slap she added. "Now, fair is fair. I played with you while you were talking, how about getting down there and returning the favor." Without waiting for my response, she began pushing my head down toward her open legs. "What do ya say? Are you up for some cream pie?"

Her words left me breathless. I was crazy, horny in lust with my wife. With a shit-eating grin I got off the bed and walked to her dresser. "I'll do better that that." Rummaging through her panties, I pulled out a 7" vibrator and walked back to the bed.

"How did you know that was there?"

"We've been married 25 years, you don't think I know where you keep your toys?"

With a laugh, she reached into the headboard behind her. "Baby, you've been looking in the wrong drawer." And, to my shock, she pulled out a huge fake cock, 9" long and a good 6" around. "Trust me, this one is more appropriate to the story I have to tell. But wait to the end, or I'll never get through telling you."

My heart was pounding and I wondered for the umpteen time, who is this woman? And with that, I settled down to eat my first cream pie ever served up by my wife, as she proceed to tell me about her honeymoon infidelity.

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You always talked so much about Jeff and Allie. When I didn't see their name on the guest list, I just thought it was an oversight. I remember how you reacted when they showed up on our wedding day. You kind of skipped a beat. I thought it was odd at the time, but then you and Jeff acted like long lost brothers and I just put it out of my mind.

I'd never met them before that day. The first thing that struck me was what a good looking couple they were. At 6' 1", Jeff could have been an athlete. He had this confident masculine aura that you could sense just by looking at him. From word one, I knew he was a player, all flirty and outgoing. 

In contrast, Allie seemed conservative and a little standoffish at first. When Jeff came up to hug us, she hung in the background looking out of place. Even then, I couldn't help but notice how beautiful she was. While not overtly sexual, her hour glass figure and perky breasts gave her a demur sensuality. I noticed more than one guy, including you, checking her out.

As the day progressed, I went off to do my bride thing, while you went off with Jeff to do whatever the hell it is that guys do to get ready. Allie didn't know anybody there, so I invited her to join me. She was hesitant, but Jeff insisted.

Over the course of the afternoon she seemed to loosen up and I found I liked her. She was witty and smart and easy going. My first impression that she might to be a little stuck-up, proved to be wrong. If anything, she was self-effacing, deflecting any comments about how nice she looked. All afternoon she kept telling me how beautiful I looked. And, while everyone says that to a bride on her wedding day, she had a way of making me believe it. She clearly thought the world of you and seemed genuinely happy for us. When the wedding was about to begin, we parted ways and I felt like I had made a friend.

I wasn't too happy when you showed up buzzed, but the ceremony went off without a hitch. By the time the reception started, all was forgiven. I know you've always felt terrible about getting so drunk, but the truth is we were all three sheets to the wind by the time 10 o'clock rolled around. I knew early on that we probably wouldn't be playing honeymoon that night, but it didn't seem like that big a deal. It's not like we'd never slept together before and we had all week to make up for lost time. It didn't really get to be a big deal until later, when it was already too late.

Things started out innocent enough, everyone hugging and kissing and congratulating us. As the evening progressed we found ourselves paired up with Jeff and Allie. We'd dance together and then switch off and dance with them. The champagne was flowing and none of us were feeling any pain. It was probably the second or third dance with Jeff that my thigh brushed against his and I realized that he was sporting a massive hard-on. He pretended not to notice, but I was quite flustered and made some excuse about needing to take a break. 

A couple of minutes later I was back on the floor with you, only to realize you were sporting a very nice hard-on of your own. The way the reception was set up, half inside, half outside on the patio, it was easy to move our dance outside where our heavy petting went unobserved. Your hands were all over my ass and I happily let you grind yourself against me as we moved around the floor. By the time we got back to the table I was breathless and more than a little wet. 

You wanted to keep going, but I needed a minute. So, you took Allie by the hand and lead her away while I sat with Jeff. If I had been sober, it would have probably been awkward, but the truth was I was drunk and horny and enjoyed knowing that the man flirting with me had a big hard-on in his pants. The conversation was heavy with playful innuendoes, each of us tickling the other's arousal without crossing the line of plausible deniability. A few minutes later, when he asked me to dance, I readily agreed. 

I was surprised when he lead me outside. And doubly surprised to find you already out there with Allie. For the next half hour, we followed that routine, switching off partners and going back to the table. My dances with you got to be so heated, they were practically a form of mutual masturbation. I'm not sure when that started extending to Allie and Jeff, but before long I found myself pressed up against his member as we moved across the floor. 

That was the first time I realized just how big his cock really was. It kind of brought me back to my senses, but, when I turned to look for you, I saw that I wasn't the only one enjoying themselves. Your hands were on Allie's ass and she was practically humping your leg as you danced. I thought, "fuck it" and gave myself over to Jeff's attentions. I was feeling no pain and I had a massive cock rubbing against my pussy.

When the dance ended I gave him a quick kiss on the cheek and told him I thought it was time I got you up to the room. He gave me a knowing smile and I thought that would be that. A little naughty fun - no harm done. 

But getting you up to the room proved more problematic than I anticipated. In the end, Jeff and a couple of the other guests had to help take you up to the suite. You were the source of some good natured ribbing and a small group of our friends formed a conga line up to the room with us.

Jeff took you off to the bedroom while I played hostess to a handful of our friends. It would have been pretty easy to get them out of the place, but I was resolved to the fact that, as horny as I was, I wasn't going to be getting any satisfaction that night. It was only 11:00 and the prospect of sitting around the hotel, watching TV next to my unconscious husband, was just depressing. 

There was a glimmer of hope when Jeff came back soaking wet and said that you were in the shower trying to sober up. But when I went to check on you 10 minutes later, you were passed out on one of the two beds wearing nothing but a robe. I spent a few minutes trying to wake you but finally gave up and went back into the other room. 

It was like a bad joke. The suite's only bathroom was off of the bedroom. Any time someone had to go, they'd come back laughing at the passed out groom. Your friends thought it was hysterical.

I was feeling pretty bummed out, but as we drank and talked and just generally partied, I felt better as the evening went on. By midnight I was buzzed and happy as people said their good-byes and began filtering out. Finally, it was just Jeff, Allie and I. Sensing that I wasn't quite ready to be alone, they sat and talked for a while longer. Mostly about you and things that happened in college. Not the good stuff, as it turns out, but the time went by pretty quick and I felt like I was ending the evening on a high note.

Along about 1 AM, Allie rose unsteadily to her feet. "I've got to use the rest room and then we better get going. I'm more than a little drunk and we've stayed way longer than we should have."

I was already slumped against Jeff on the love seat and the prospect of getting some sleep sounded pretty good. He put his arm around me and gave me a little hug. 

"I have to tell you, I haven't enjoyed dancing so much in a long time. Paul's a lucky man." 

Without thinking about it, I put my hand on his thigh and gave his leg a squeeze. "Between you and Paul, I thought I was going to cum right there on the dance floor." I laughed. The words flowed out so easily, I didn't even think about what I was saying. "I just wish he hadn't passed out on me."

I turned to look up at him and the next thing I knew we were kissing. There was nothing forced or rushed about it. His lips met mine. I opened my mouth. And our tongues slipped into each other. I honestly can't say whose hand moved first, but I moaned into his mouth as he reached up and cupped my breast. And he moaned into mine as my fingers moved across his lap and enveloped his cock. 

I have to tell you, as kisses goes, that one is on my all time top five. I was tingling from head to toe as we sucked and nibbled and massaged each other. I could feel him getting hard in my hand and all the arousal of the evening came flooding back in a heated rush. 

Breaking our kiss, I looked down at the outline of his thick length draped against his thigh. "Damn, Jeff. That Allie is a lucky girl." Pulling myself away, I stood up. "But, now I think you need to go back to your room and fuck your wife while I go try to wake the dead." 

Smiling good naturedly, he followed me as we went in search of Allie, only to run into me as I stopped dead in my tracks just outside the bedroom door. Looking at the mirror just inside the doorway, I saw you on the bed. Your robe was open, your hard cock was jutting out and you were in the process of pulling Allie down on the bed. Your efforts were clumsy and it was pretty clear you were still pretty out of it.

From where we stood, I could only see Allie's back. She seemed to be trying to fend you off, but it was a halfhearted effort at best. Grabbing her by the arm, you pulled her hand to your cock and her lips to your mouth. For a moment, she seemed to respond in kind. Her hand wrapped around your shaft and she sat down and began returning your kiss. 

I started to charge into the room, but Jeff wrapped his arms around me. "Wait. It'll be alright. Trust me."

Allie seemed to remember herself and pushed you away. You fell back on the bed, and just like that, you seemed out of it again. 

Allie looked down at you, sprawled naked on the bed and then gave a hurried look towards the door. I could see the visible slump of her shoulders in relief and I thought the incident was over. Except instead of leaving she just stood there looking down at you. 

Jeff and I silently watched her in the mirror as I tried to wrap my mind around what I had just seen. It wasn't until her short dress started rising higher on her hips that I realized she wasn't just standing and looking, her hand was moving into her panties. She was fingering herself. 

I was too stunned to move. I thought I heard a small groan from Jeff and, for the first time, I realized I could feel his hard cock pressing against my ass from behind. We stood there watching as she rocked against her fingers, staring down at your cock. I'd never seen anyone masturbate before and watched in awe as she shuddered and then quickly pulled her dress back down. With one more look towards the door, she bent, French kissed your cock and hurriedly ran around the bed and into the bathroom. 

As soon as the door shut, I broke free of Jeff's hold and moved into the bedroom. But I had no idea what I was going to do next. My head was spinning and I was having trouble breathing. 

Jeff wrapped his arms around my shoulders and sat down with me on the bed next to yours, trying hard to reassure me. "It's okay. It's alright. Nothing happened."

"Nothing! My husband just tried to fuck your wife on our honeymoon bed!"

He turned my head to face you. "Look at him. He's so out of it, he had no idea what he was doing. Hell, he probably thought she was you."

As much as I wanted to believe that was true, I knew better. I turned on Jeff. "And what about you! That's your wife we're talking about."

"Believe me, if it was anyone else but Paul, I'd be knocking their block off about now, but... well, let's just say when it comes to Paul and Allie there's extenuating circumstances."

I had no idea what he was talking about. I burst out crying and, for a long time we just sat while he held me. The fact that Jeff and I had been in the next room doing almost the same thing didn't change the hurt and anger I was feeling. 

Suddenly it occurred to me, if Allie could have her hands and mouth on my husband's cock, then, by God, I could damn well have mine on hers. I stood up suddenly and pushed Jeff back on the bed. He went through the motions of trying to stop me as I unzipped his pants, but we both knew he wanted it to happen. All pretext was lost as he lifted his hips allowing me to pull them to the floor. His cock came flopping out and my heart froze in my chest.

I've seen more than a few cocks in my time, but his was just magnificent. As I reached out, I could barely fit my shaking fingers around his shaft. His thick 9" length was topped with a swollen bulbous head the size and shape of a plum. Holding it in both hands, I pulled his foreskin back and covered it with my mouth. The hot spongy head seemed to swell inside me and I could taste the salty cream of his pre-cum coating my tongue.

Despite my arousal, it was an angry frantic blow job. Jacking him furiously with both hands, I began shoving myself up and down his cock. With each push forward, his shaft spread my lips wider and wider until I simply couldn't fit any more in. Groaning in frustration, I drove my mouth just that much faster and harder until I began to gag. 

Grabbing me by my shoulders, Jeff lifted me off his cock "It's okay. You don't have to do this, Carol." I began to cry as he lifted me tenderly off the floor and laid me in the center of the bed. I softly sobbed as he laid down beside me and gently ran his fingers through my hair. 

"Shhh... Shhhh... It will be okay. I promise."

My sobs slowly faded, as he began lightly kissing my face and shoulders and finally my lips. As I calmed, the tingling sense of arousal began to emerge once more. I could feel his fingers beginning to undo the clasps on my dress. I knew it was my wedding dress, but I didn't care.

Peeling open my top, he exposed my breasts and I felt a warm flush between my legs as he moaned his appreciation. Lowering his head, his hands and mouth took turns on my nipples, sucking and pinching and licking them in unison. My moaning grew more intense. I wanted more.

I tried in vain to reach his cock, but it was just beyond my grasp. Sensing my need, he stood and removed the last of his clothes. His beautiful dick stuck out from his body like an iron rod, swaying with his movements. 

I held my arms out in invitation. He crawled between my legs and began working his hands under the folds of my dress. Lifting my hips, I let him slip my lacy panties down my legs. I quivered in excitement, waiting for him to discover the heated wetness of my pussy. Pushing back my dress, he spread my legs wide and I opened myself up to whatever he had to offer.

He lowered his mouth and my first climax came within minutes. The second one followed a moment later as he began sliding his thick fingers deep inside me. I was well on my way to another, when I noticed Allie standing against the wall watching us. I was too far gone to react.

My third orgasm came as I watched her undress. Her eyes caught mine and I could see the uncertainty in her face as she slowly shimmied her shoulders, letting her dress fall to the floor. 

She was sooo beautiful. Her nipples sat high on her breasts, copper-pink circles with eraser shaped nubs that pointed towards the ceiling. I'd never thought of a woman sexually before, but I couldn't take my eyes off of her. She looked so damn sexy and sweet, biting her low lip as she hesitantly slid her thin black panties down her legs to reveal her luscious pussy. It was exactly as you described. Her rose pedal lips were shaved bald except for a patch of baby blond hair from which her clit jutted out like a small swollen penis. Through half opened eyes, I moaned my desire, but still she hung back until I reached my hands out towards her. 

With a bashful smile, she lowered her head and walk sensually to the bed, running her hand along Jeff's naked back and through his hair as she came. Jeff released a low baritone, "Mmmmm" deep into my pussy, sending vibrating spasms through my loins. 

I was cumming as she moved onto the bed and slipped like silk into my arms. Her pointy nipples brushed across mine as I parted my lips and welcomed her tongue into my mouth. I was delirious with shades of desire I'd never known before.

I moaned as Jeff took his mouth away and laid the hefty weight of his cock between my thighs. It felt huge and heated. Allie's lips moved down my neck and over my chest, enveloping my nipple. He began sliding back and forth along my swollen wet slit as I began lifting my hips off the bed to meet his hardness.

He was trying to go slow, but I was like a whore in heat, desperately trying to bring his bulbous head into the mouth of my pussy. And when it finally did, I gasped at its sheer mass inside me. I pushed my breast deeper into Allie's mouth and started rocking against his invading cock. He was barely in and I was already feeling my stretched pussy reaching its limits. I felt wonderfully painfully full and started cumming as he fucked me with the swollen plum sized head of his delicious dick. 




Aftermath Confessions Ch. 06



I wanted more, but as he began moving deeper inside me, the pain suddenly caught up with me and reality came with it.

"Wait! Stop! I can't do this. I'm sorry I just can't." 

To his credit, Jeff immediately pulled out and came to lay down beside me on the bed. They were so tender in their concern. Allie on one side and Jeff on the other.

Jeff was apologetic. "I'm sorry. I'm an asshole. I shouldn't have done that." 

"No. It's alright. Hell, I want you to fuck me. Worse than you know, but..."

"But I'm not the one you should be fucking. I understand." Some unspoken communication passed between them and Allie got up from the bed. "It'll be okay. I promise."

For a minute or two we just laid there as he traced his fingers over my body and whispered reassurances. I was beginning to calm down when he stood up and took me by my hand. "Come with me."

Standing, I turned to look at the other bed for the first time. Jeff was behind me massaging my breasts and Allie was between your legs sucking your erect cock. The sight both disturbed me and aroused me at the same time.

"W-what is s-she doing?"

"She's getting him ready for you."

She pulled your hard cock from her mouth, holding it wet and erect for me as Jeff lifted me over your body and lower me onto your shaft. It slid effortlessly into me and I shuttered. I finally had the hard cock that I had wanted all night. Jeff kissed me lightly on the lips as Allie whispered in my ear, "Fuck him good. He deserves it." And I did.

With you being unconscious, it wasn't exactly the best lay I've ever had, but I started cumming almost immediately. I just laid across your chest and rocked your cock in and out of my pussy. My orgasm was accompanied with a satisfying feeling of completeness.

It might have ended there with my falling contentedly asleep with you still in me, but when I opened my eyes I saw Allie and Jeff fucking in the next bed. She was quietly riding his cock up and down. I couldn't believe her tiny little pussy could take that monster dick of his. She was pulling herself up, exposing all but his head and then plunging herself back down to his balls over and over again. She looked like she was fucking one of those machines you see advertised on web sites. 

As her excitement grew, she began to cry out and I wanted to cum with her. I started moving on top of you again, but you had grown soft inside me. Try as I might I couldn't get you hard. I rolled off of you in frustration and started fingering myself as I watched them. Allie's orgasm triggered Jeff's and thick white cum began pouring out from around his shaft. 

I furiously pinched my nipples and fingered myself, but the orgasm I so desperately needed just wouldn't come. I closed my eyes as I heard them get up. I knew what I must look like laying there on the bed spread eagle, frantically shoving more and more of my hand into my open cunt. A part of me hoped that they would just quietly slip from the room, but a greater part hoped they would take mercy on me and come finish what they started.

I felt a great rush of relief and gratitude when I felt Jeff's presence by my side and he began sucking on my nipples. Feeling Allie's weight on the bed, I opened my eyes to see her kneeling between my legs fingering herself and playing with her breasts as she watched me do the same.

The rising tingle of release was just beginning to build when she lowered her head between my legs and began to lick my pussy. It was wonderful. Where Jeff's mouth had been hot and firm, Allie's lips were tender. Her tongue was like a delicate snake slithering over my clit and into my pussy. 

Jeff stood up and rubbed the head of his cock against my nipple. Even flaccid, it was magnificent to see and feel. Even more so, because it was covered in his cum and still wet from her pussy. Smiling, I pulled it to my mouth and began to suck on it again. The taste and aroma was incredible, but even soft, I could still only fit about a third of it in my mouth before I started gagging.

Looking down he said, "Don't feel bad, that's about all Paul could take too."

What he said really didn't register at the time because right then Allie started doing things to me I'm not sure a gynecologist could explain. She was either incredibly talented or had a lot of practice at eating pussy. I let go of Jeff and wrapped my hands in her hair as I spasmed through a series of mini orgasms. They just kept coming and building as she tirelessly serviced my pussy in a way no one has ever done before. 

I began to cry out when I heard you cumming. "Oh God, Carol... Oh God... I'm cumming... Ahhhhh!!!" 

Half delirious, I turned to see you arched on the bed. Your hands were wrapped around Jeff's head as he pistoned your cock in and out of his mouth and I just lost it. Both of us came, screaming out our pleasure. You in Jeff's mouth and me in Allie's.  

The room was filled with our exhausted breathing. Allie's administrations died down to gentle kisses and little mewing moans. 

Jeff looked up at me with an embarrassed smile, a trace of your cum dripping from his face. He said something about how you never would have let him do that if you were awake and then added, "Besides, I owed him one."

I'm not sure what happened next. I think I might have passed out. I woke to see Jeff tucking me in and turning off the light. The last thing he did was whisper in my ear. "It'll be okay. You'll see. Tomorrow this will all seem like a dream.... a wet wonderful dream."

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I lifted my cum covered face from Carol's pussy. "Jesus, Carol. That was incredible."

"Baby, your tongue feels great, but I need that cock now."

Lifting the 9" dildo I asked, "You mean Jeff's cock?"

"Yes... Fuck me with Jeff's cock. Will you do that? Will you fuck me with his cock?"

She moaned loudly as I began sliding it into her. "Oh God.... Ohhhhh Baby... Don't be afraid to use it. Fuck me good."

I watched in dismay and growing excitement as she greedily took more and more of it into herself. "Fuck me... Oh God... Jeff!!! Fuck me with your big dick!!!!"

Ramming it into her with my right hand as I furiously jerked off with my left, I could feel my cum building right along with her.

"Oh Goddd..... I'm cummmmminggg!!!"

My load surged across her body spraying her with hot white puddles of jism everywhere. 

Laying beside her as we recovered, I asked, "Why didn't you ever tell me?"

"What was I going to say. 'I almost fucked your college buddy, but his cock was too big and oh, by the way, he gave you one hell of a blow job'? Not exactly a great way to start a marriage."

Getting up on one elbow she asked, "Do you remember how you woke me that next morning? All night long I dreamt about the two of them. Allie using her mouth and her fingers to open up my pussy and then taking Jeff's cock in her hands and fucking me with it like a giant dildo. I came and came. But suddenly I realized I wasn't dreaming. I really was cumming and someone really was fucking me. I panicked and when I realized it was you I was so happy I started crying."

"I remember. I felt like shit. I thought you were upset about my passing out on our wedding night. You started balling and ran into the bathroom."

"For a long time I sat in the bottom of the shower just sobbing. I didn't want to ever come back out and face you. But when I put on my robe there was note in the pocket from Jeff. I'll never forget what it said. 'Paul is a good guy. I'm an asshole who drinks too much and has messed up more good things than I care to remember. Don't let your marriage be one of them. Some things are best forgotten. He'll never hear it from us. You have our word. J and A."

"That day they left and went back to California. Except for the occasional Christmas card we haven't heard or seen them since."

Holding up the big fake cock, still soaked with her juices, "And all these years you've been thinking about what it might have been like, having Jeff's big cock inside you?"

Smiling sheepishly she nodded. "Just like I imagine you've spent more than a few hours jerking off to thoughts of Allie." Leaning forward, I kissed her, bathing in a sense of intimacy and closeness. 

She broke the kiss and added, "Isn't it ironic, all these years we've been fantasizing about the same couple and neither of us knew?"

"Yeah, about that..." Despite all that we had shared over the course of the morning, the next words were hard to say. "The truth is being with Allie isn't just a fantasy, the summer before last, while you were on your cruise, I flew out to see them..."

Grinning from ear-to-ear, Carol slugged me in the shoulder. "You dog! You fucked her, didn't you!" Laughing, she added, "It's about damn time."

Now it was my turn to grin, partly in relief at seeing her reaction and partly from the sheer pleasure of laying naked together, licking and caressing each other's inner most secrets. 

Damn I loved this woman. "Let's get cleaned up and have some lunch and then I'll tell you how I finally ended up fucking Allie silly with Jeff's help."

(To be continued in Aftermath Confessions Chapter 7 - Allie at Last)



Aftermath Confessions Ch. 07



Author's Note: As always, this story is hard to categorize... a little group, bondage, non-consentual, with bi overtones. But mostly it's a story of loving wives. As always, if you'd like an illustrated version just drop me a line. 

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They say that confession is good for the soul. In this case at least, it was certainly proving to be good for the libido. Even after spending most of the morning and a good part of the afternoon telling stories and making love, I found myself still hungry with desire for my wife of 25 years.

After showering, we laid eating bread and cheese and sipping wine. I couldn't remember the last time we spent the day in bed. How strange and wonderful it was to not only be in love, but to be lovers again after all these years. 

Despite all that had come before, the next words were hard to say. To some extent, up to this point had been easy. But now the moment of truth was at hand. Now we were talking about events that involved lying and sneaking around. Things I wasn't particularly proud of. 

"In all our years together, I've only cheated twice. The first time was a one night stand in year seven. Don't ask for details. Let it suffice to say it was an awful experience. I know it's no excuse, but we were going through a rough patch and it just happened. I'm really sorry."

Shaking her head, Carol put her fingers to my lips. "Stop. The whole idea is to let each other off the hook. Look at it this way, it isn't 'cheating' if we have each others permission and I hereby give you my permission for whatever happened." It was a bit of a stretch, but who was I to argue.

"Tell me the truth. Your second time 'cheating' was with Allie and Jeff, yes?" I nodded. 

"And was it good?" Reaching down, she ran her hand along my stomach and down between my legs. "Was it everything you hoped for?" Her cool fingers slid over and around my member, teasing and stroking. Smiling wickedly she looked into my eyes, her voice dripping with a seductive excitement, "Admit it... You loved it didn't you? Sharing her with Jeff... finally spreading her legs and sliding your cock into her after all those years? Tell the truth."

Her words invited nothing less. "Honestly... it was awesome."

"Good!" Standing suddenly, she released me and began clearing the food off the bed. "That's the story I want to hear." "Damn Wife! When did you become such a tease?"

Smiling, she dropped down on all fours, kissing her way up my thighs. "Oh, I promise, I'll be doing a lot more than teasing." She paused just long enough to envelop my semi-hard cock deep into her mouth and then, sliding her body over mine, came to rest in my arms once more. 

"But for right now, I want you to forget I'm your wife and just think of me as your fuck buddy..." The word 'fuck' was delivered with penetrating effect. Kissing me, the taste of my cock still warm on her tongue, she added. "...your fuck buddy who wants to hear everything." 

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I barely heard from Jeff over the years. Then, out of the blue, he sent me an email and we started talking. At first it was just family stuff, but I was dying to hear about Allie and he kept asking about you. By the third or fourth email we were sharing pretty much everything... likes, dislikes, fantasies, pictures... 

"You sent him pictures of me? Naked pictures?" 

"Very naked. And he loved them. Now, if I'm talking to my wife - I'd have to say I'm sorry. But, since I'm talking to my fuck buddy, I have to tell ya, I loved it. The whole idea of him sitting in front of his computer with a hard-on looking at your pussy made me horny as hell."

It was really the first time I ever just opened up with another guy without feeling I had to hold something back or worry about what they were thinking. With Jeff, I already knew what he was thinking. He liked sharing Allie with me and I liked stripping you naked for him. I know it sounds bad, but it was like we were jerking each other off with our emails.

"Actually, that sounds pretty damn hot." 

I was surprised when Jeff said they were monogamous. With everything that happened between us, I guess I just assumed they would be... I don't know... swingers. If it was up to Jeff, they probably would be, but Allie is like you about that stuff. Any time he brings it up, she just laughs and tells him to dream on. 

For a long time we didn't really talk about the old days, at least not directly. Then, one day, he came right out and asked me if I ever thought about what happened. Talk about a stupid question. I spent the last 20 years thinking and fantasizing about it and told him so. "Me too. I think about it all the time. The three of us - hell, the four of us in bed finishing what we started back in college." I think he was embarrassed to admit his favorite fantasy was sharing his wife with another man, but for the first time in my life, I understood. 

The fact that it was a turn on for Allie too, made it just that much hotter. Jeff told me her favorite game was to pretend he was me. "Sometimes she'll act like you're secret lovers, and she's cheating with you while I'm at work. Other times, she'll have me sneak into our bedroom and rip off her clothes... just fucking taking her, like she has no say so in the matter."

"She changes the when, where and how, but we've done it over and over again and she cums like crazy every time. Afterwards she'll act all coy about it, like she's only doing it for me, but trust me, she loves it. We both do."

He ended his note with an open invitation. "I know you said you and Carol don't fool around, but if you ever change your mind and happen to be out our way..."

And just like that, the seed was planted. I couldn't get it out of my head. It wasn't just the thought of having her. Hell, I always fantasized about that. But, now I couldn't stop thinking about sharing her... sharing both of you. I pictured us all in bed... him sharing Allie with me and me holding your legs open for him. 

I never thought in a million years I'd be able to tell you, but the whole idea of sharing you with another man... of seeing Jeff's big cock between your legs... it's a huge turn on. That's part of what made last night with David so wonderful. It's something I've dreamed of forever. 

"God, Baby, I can tell. You're hard as a rock."

Jeff and I talked off and on via email for another two years. Then, the summer before last, it just got to be too much. When you went off on that cruise for a week, I couldn't resist. I wrote and told him I was coming.

It says a lot about my state of mind that I was on the plane and halfway there before the reality of what Allie might think of all this started sinking in. I mean it's one thing to fantasize about a guy you knew in college and quite another to have a guy in his 40's show up at your door looking to get laid. Not to mention that she was use to being with Jeff all these years. The guy's hung like a horse and, from what I saw in our times together, was damn good at fucking the hell out of her. 

By the time the plane landed, my fear and insecurity was running at full throttle. What if I couldn't get it up? Or came too quick? Or was just plain bad in bed? Lets face it, compared to Jeff, what did I really have to offer? 

When Jeff called to give me directions, I told him I was seriously thinking about turning around and going back home, but you know Jeff. I can't even tell you what he said. I only know that 30 minutes later I was standing at their front door trying not to shake like a leaf. 

It didn't help that he answered the door in nothing but a robe and looked great. Time had been kind to him. He was a little heavier, but at 6' 1", he still carried himself like an athlete. 

The first thing he did was give me this big hug. I was already nervous. Being hugged by a half-naked guy, especially one I knew I might be sharing a bed with soon, was sensory overload. My heart was pounding and I was having trouble catching my breath. Between the firm masculine heat of his embrace and the knowledge that he had a 9" cock hidden in his robe, all I could think of was what a bad idea coming there had been.

But Jeff didn't seem to notice. With an easy comfort, he swept me into the house and offered me a drink. "God, you look great, buddy. I can't believe you're finally here after all these years."

"You too." Taking a big swig, I tried to tell him what I felt. "Man, I don't know if this is such a good idea..."

"Is it Carol?"

"No... well, not just Carol." Swallowing my pride, I took a deep breath and just let all my insecurities come rushing out. "The truth is, I haven't been with another woman besides Carol in a long time. I'm so nervous; I'm shaking inside. Not to mention I'm a lot older than that last time Allie saw me. What if..." 

"Stop!" Jeff burst out laughing, "You're gonna give yourself a heart attack before you even get your clothes off." 

The vision of me with my clothes off didn't help. "I'd just hate to let her down."

"Trust me. You're not giving yourself enough credit." Seeing I wasn't convinced, he went on. "First of all, you're not here for a quickie. You're here for the weekend. Relax. I'm pretty sure there will be plenty of time to work through any performance anxieties you might have."

"Second, it isn't your cock that Allie has been fantasizing about all these years." Seeing the look on my face he laughed and added, "Okay, not just your cock. She knows who you are and she knows what she wants. Trust me, she wants you. And she wants ya bad. The woman is practically in heat."

Dropping my gaze to the obvious bulge in the front of his robe. "Yeah, but I've seen you in action. You gotta admit, you're kind of a hard act to follow." 

"You still don't get it. As great as our sex life has been, it's been 20 years. As much as we love each other, it's the thought of you coming to our bed that has us horny as hell." 

"You don't have to take my word for it." Putting his drink down, he draped his arm over my shoulders and turned me towards their bedroom. "All you have to do is take off your clothes. She's waiting just on the other side of that door."

Whispering in my ear, I could sense his hand reaching into his robe, slowly stroking himself as he talked. "Just stop. Take a deep breath and picture her in your mind. I left her there just before you came in. She's laying spread eagle. Her pussy soaking wet; her heart pounding. She's as nervous and excited as you are... imagining you coming naked into our bed. Feeling your body for the first time... your hands and mouth and cock... on her and in her... giving her things her husband can't. Are you really going to pass that up?" 

I don't remember taking off my clothes. What I do remember is the excited look on Jeff's face when my hard cock flopped into view and the embarrassed thrill I felt when he told me how beautiful it was. 

Fear and insecurity were lost in an intoxicating sea of desire as Jeff dropped his robe to the floor and reached for the door knob. Despite myself, I couldn't help but look at his magnificent cock and athletic body and feel a flash of distress at the unfamiliar feelings they invoked. But, I didn't care. Whatever discomfort I felt at being hard, naked and horny with another guy was more than overcome by the lustful anticipation of what was to come. 

But, of course, like everything else with Jeff and Allie, there was a twist. 

I was following him towards the bedroom when he suddenly stopped and I ran right into him. My hard cock ended up wedged between our bodies, pressed against his ass. Jumping back, I was mortified, but Jeff just looked down at my bobbing shaft and smiled. 

I could see how excited he was. "Look, there's one more thing I need to tell you. No matter what she says, Allie knows you're here. She wants this. Trust me. " 

The last time Jeff said 'trust me', I ended up with his cock in my mouth. And what the hell did he mean, 'No matter what she says'? Despite Jeff's easy tone and reassuring smile, alarm bells were going off in my head. But then he opened the door and everything else disappeared. 

There, on the bed, was Allie. She wasn't just laying spread eagle, she was tied up and blindfolded. She was so beautiful. She had a few more curves and her breasts weren't as perky as they were in her 20's, but it only added to her looks. She wasn't a girl any more; she was a woman. The woman of my dreams, naked and bound before me.

I couldn't breathe, much less think. 

Her nipples were visibly aroused, jutting points standing out against the fullness of her breasts. The intoxicating smell of her sex filled the room. Even from the doorway, I could see the lips of her neatly shaved pussy were slick and glistening, leaving a wet spot on the sheets between her legs. 

I wondered what she tasted like.

"God, Jeff, what took you so long, Baby. I'm so hot. You can't get me all worked up and just leave me like this."

Walking to the bed, Jeff placed his hard cock in her hand. Her dainty fingers immediately wrapped around his shaft and began pumping to the limits her ropes would allow. Leaning down he kissed her and ran his hand between her legs. Her reaction was immediate. 

Rolling her hips, she moaned her appreciation into his mouth and began enthusiastically humping herself against his fingers. I watched in awe as she sensuously worked herself against him, pushing and gyrating her pussy, begging him to penetrate her and give her what she needed. 

From her wanton moans to the erotically obscene thrusting of her hips, it was clear she didn't know anyone else was in the room. Somewhere, way in the back of my mind, I knew it wasn't right and that I should leave, but I just couldn't.

There was something so wonderfully primal in her movements. Breaking their kiss, Jeff looked up at me and smiled as I wrapped my hand around my cock and moved hypnotically closer to the bed. Her face radiated a fierce exuberant pleasure as she writhed against her bonds. Standing there, so close, I could physically feel the urgency of her need growing like a hungry animal as he teased, pulled away, and then plunged his fingers between her legs to tease her again. 

She was ravenous. She loved what he was doing to her. And so did I. Her unadulterated desire to be fucked was so blatant, so raw and uninhibited, it was everything I could do not to plunge my cock between her legs, especially when she began to beg. 

"God... I'm sooo ready. Please, Baby... Fuck me... I need to be fucked..." 

I was shaking with desire. Having her there, begging to be fucked was everything I ever dreamed of and a lot more than I bargain for. Taking her like this was paramount to rape. She had no idea I was there. At least not until he told her.

"Do you want to know where I was, Allie?" At first, she was in no condition to answer. His busy fingers had her on the brink of cumming again, but then he pulled them away and began rubbing and tweaking her nipples, coating them with her wetness. She whimpered and fell back on the bed trying to catch her breath.

"I was waiting for a friend..." I started to speak, but he put his finger to his lip and moved between her legs. Smiling broadly beneath her blindfold, she lifted her hips in an attempt to rub her pussy against the underside of his meaty cock.

"...a very special friend. A friend with a big hard cock." She moaned as he deliberately slid the length of his shaft slowly back and forth over her swollen clit. "He's standing next to me, watching you right now, pumping his dick for you." 

Her smile never faltered. "Mmmmm.... And is your friend going to fuck me, Jeff? Are you gonna jerk off and watch your friend fuck your horny wife? Hmmm? Fuck me and fill me with cum? Is that what you want..." 

Leaning down, he pressed his body over hers. "I know you think this is one of our games, but there really is another man and we really are going to fuck you, Allie. And there's nothing you can do to stop us."

Her smile faltered, but only for a moment. Then she started thrashing and pulling against her ropes, bucking her hips as if to throw him off. "No! God, noooo.... you can't! Please Jeff! Don't let him fuck me! Please... "

It took me a moment to realize she was still playing the game. She didn't believe him. With a wicked grin she laughed and pleaded, "Pleeeeasee, don't let him fuck my poor little pussy!"

Jeff's slap was loud and unexpected, vibrating off the walls and leaving a bright red hand print on the cheek of her ass. "We are going to fuck you, Allie.... and you're going to love it. I promise."

She continued squirming and pulling against her restraints, even as she ground herself in fucking motions against him. "God, no.... please... you can't... You can't let some stranger just take me... just fucking force my legs open and stick his big hard cock in me... Please, Jeff! Don't let him do it!" Her voice trembled with excitement. 

"What if it was Paul? Would you let PAUL fuck you?"

Her expression changed into something unreadable as she slowed and then lay still beneath him. Sitting up, he rolled her on her side and slapped her ass hard again. "Answer me!" 

I was spellbound by the drama playing out before me. I'd never heard Jeff so much as raise his voice before, much less slap her. I wanted to stop him, but I wanted to hear her answer even more.

The word "yes" slipped from her lips so quietly, I wasn't sure I heard it. She yelped as he slapped her ass a third time. "What did you say? I didn't hear you."

"Yes!" 

"Yes, what?" 

Her words were soft, distinct and seductive. "Yessss... I'd let him fuck me." She moaned and lifted her hips as he slipped his hand between her thighs and into her pussy. With a quivering voice she added, "Ahhh..... I'd let him fuck me... if that's what you wanted."

He yanked his away and slapped her ass again. "That's not good enough, Allie. We both know what I want. I want you to tell me what YOU want."

She groaned in frustration. "You knoww-w what I want."

He spoke lovingly in her ear, softly stroking the pink blush of her ass. "Say it, Allie. I need you to say it. Say it for us."

And then she did. "I WANT him to FUCK me." 

Smiling, he beckoned me closer. I stood at the foot of the bed, watching as she lifted her head and blindly sought out his lips. Her kiss was long and fierce. She drove her tongue deep into his mouth, and ended it with a biting pull on his lower lip. 

"Is that what you want, Jeff? You want to hear how much I want to fuck him? Because I do... I want him to fuck me everywhere. I want to feel him sucking on my tits..."

Lowering his mouth, he covered her nipples in teasing, biting, tongue-filled kisses. 

"Yess-ssss.... Ooooh.... God... that's what I want. I want him to suck my tits... " After a few moments, his kisses trailed away from her breasts and slowly began working their way down her body and between her legs.

"What else, Allie.... Tell us what else you want."

Her breathing was ragged, "I want... I want him... to eat my pussy... to feel his mouth sucking my clit..."

Just as he reached the junction between her legs, he stepped away and in one smooth motion, slipped his arm around my back and guided me between her legs. Looking back, it's like a series of flashes. The cool damp sheets, soaked with her wetness. The aroma of her sex, thick and wonderful in the air. The exhilarating rush of covering her with my mouth and feeling her clit swelling like a fat little cock as I made love to her pussy. 

"Ohhhh God... Oh God... Jeff! That's it! That's what I want! I want to feel his tongue inside me! Ahhhhhh...." Grasping her ass in both hands, I devoured her cunt as she bucked and squirmed beneath me. 

Next to me, I could sense the rhythmic movements of Jeff beating his cock with one hand, while his other hand rested on the back of my head riding along with us as she fucked herself to an orgasm against my face. 




Aftermath Confessions Ch. 07



"I want it all! I want to feel his hands in my hair and taste his cock in my mouth... ahhh.... I want his cum all over my body.... I want him in my pussy... and in my ass." Jeff gave out a small groan. "You'd like that wouldn't you? Wouldn't you, Jeff.... Seeing him fuck my virgin ass... uhhhh.... giving me what you're just too damn big to give me..."

My moan vibrated deep into her body as I pushed a slick wet finger into her ass. "Ohhh... God... Fuckkkkk... ww-wwhat are you doooing to meeee..." She dropped her hips down to the bed and squeezed my head with her thighs, her bucking movements becoming short jerking spasms as I worked my finger in and out while lovingly licking and sucking her orgasm from her body. It was wonderful. I felt like God himself as she climaxed over and over again, until finally she begged me to stop. "Please.... God... I can't breathe..." I didn't want it to ever stop, but her clit was so sensitive even the gentlest of kisses caused her to jump. 

She groaned in disappointment as I slipped my finger from her ass. "Jesus Christ... where did you learn to do that? Fuck. That was good." 

I felt Jeff moving away as her orgasm slowly subsided. In the post cloital calm that followed, I was filled with a sense of contentment. The only sound in the room was the deep steady rhythm of her breathing as it gradually returned to normal. My face was deliciously wet. The taste and smell of her sex filled my every breath as I covered her hips and thighs in tiny butterfly kisses. 

When she finally spoke, her voice was dreamy and far away. "You know... I really would fuck him."

Jeff leaned down and kissed her. "I know you would."

It took a moment for her to realize it wasn't Jeff between her legs. Shrieking, she jerked to the limits of her restraints. "Oh my God! Oh shit!" 

There was no mistaking the sheer panic in her voice and movements. I sprang from the bed as she began violently thrashing in a vain attempt to escape her exposure. Her nakedness was made all the more explicit by the pink blush of embarrassment covering her body. 

My heart was pounding and I might have bolted at that moment if it hadn't been for the thunderous clap of Jeff's hands. "Allie!" 

His voice froze us both in place. "What's your safe word, Allie."

She lay quivering on the bed. When she spoke, her response was a feeble whisper. "Yellow."

"Do you need to say it?" Reaching down, he stroked her hair. "Say it and all this ends." 

I held my breath, listening with all my heart, waiting to see what came next. She looked so naked and vulnerable, laying there, biting her lower lip, her chest rising and falling in shallow breaths. The silence stretched on.

Without taking his eyes off of her, Jeff put his hand on my shoulder and drew me back to the bed. She tensed as she felt my presence between her outstretched thighs. And trembled as my hands moved ever so softly along her body. But still, except for the sharp intake of breath as I began gently kissing my way along the crease of her upper thigh, she was silent. My lips traveled lovingly over her skin, exploring the curves of her hips and stomach and along the underside of her breasts. The moist heat of her arousal pressed against my torso, leaving a warm trail of dampness down my chest and stomach as I worked my way up her body. She didn't move, but with each feathery touch I could feel her spreading herself open, slowly welcoming me in. 

I felt a tremor of anticipation as I covered her breasts in small sucking kisses, teasing her nipples without ever taking them into my mouth. But, it wasn't until the length of my hard cock came to rest between her legs that she finally let out a long moan and began to move beneath me. The throbbing beat of our hearts pounded through our groins as the wet warm lips of her pussy parted to accept my shaft. 

Poised on the brink of entering her, I paused and kissed her instead. Pushing her lips into mine she opened her mouth and pulled me in. For one perfect moment, we were lost in a lover's duet, our tongues in a passion play both lustful and caring. It was only when Jeff spoke up that we remembered her husband was in the room. 

"Do you want him to stop, Allie?" He already knew the answer, but wanted to hear her say it. 

"God, no." Then, smiling broadly from beneath her blindfold she added, "I want him to fuck me."

He kissed her and she released a long soulful moan into his mouth as I slid myself into her soft velvety depths... deeper and deeper until my balls came to rest against the cheeks of her ass. 

Breaking her kiss, she returned her lips to mine, only to moan into my mouth as he leaned down and began sucking and teasing her nipples. I groaned and held myself still within her, struggling to control the unbearable intensity of my need as it screamed and throbbed against the walls of her pussy.

"It's okay. It's okay... Don't move..." Spreading her legs wider, she began rolling her hips, savoring the rhythmic beat of my cock pounding inside her. "Ahhhhh.... that's it.... Just let me feel it..." 

She purred beneath me as I tried to catch my breath, "Ohhhh.... He's soooo hard, Jeff... I wish you could feel how hard he is..." He moaned and wrapped his hand around his big uncircumcised cock. "Ooooooo... I can't wait to feel him... in my mouth... and in my ass.... fucking me..."

My head dropped down to take her other breast in my mouth. Together we sucked her nipples as she stroked us with her words. "... Would you like that... Both of you fucking me... fucking me at once..." We moaned. "...fucking me... and sucking me... and licking the cum from my pussy... would you do that? Ohhhh..... God.... Would you lick him...?"

I couldn't take any more. Growling, I flexed my ass and began driving myself into her with long powerful strokes. "Yesssss... Do it! Fuck me! Fuck meeee!" She howled and wantonly thrust herself off the bed to meet my body.

Her every move was ecstasy. Despite years of accommodating Jeff's huge member, her pussy wrapped around me like a tight hungry mouth, licking and sucking my cock. As much as I wanted it to last, within minutes I was moving at a breathless heated pace between her legs.

"Oh God, Jeff... He's fucking me! He's fucking meeee soooo gooood......." 

Her face glowed with a lustful abandon. Her breasts swung wildly in time to the pounding movement of our bodies. With every stroke, I could feel my balls bouncing against the firm cheeks of her ass. Everything about her was pulling me over the edge.

Jeff did something to her ropes then climbed onto the bed and began furiously pumping his cock. Standing so close, the slapping sound of his hand moving up and down his wet shaft filled my ears as warm droplets of pre-cum sprinkled across our bodies.

"Ohhh yesss! Pump it... Pump it, Baby... Ahhh.... Jerk that cock... Jerk that cock and cum for us..." She was fucking him with her words, even as she fucked me with her pussy. She had us both on the brink and she knew it.

I fought to hold back the inevitable only to have her grab me with both hands. She clawed my back and squeezed my ass. The ropes hanging loose from her wrists, flailed against my body as she forcefully pulled me into her pussy over and over again. 

"That's it... Let it go... I want it.... Oh, God... Give it to me. Do it... Cum for me... Cum for me you bastards!" I began to swell inside her as she deliberately squeezed and milked my cock with her cunt. But it was Jeff who came first. 

His hand was a blur moving up and down his 9" shaft as he watched his wife writhing in the arms of his oldest friend. "Oh, God! Allie! I'm cumming! I'm cumming...."

Feeling his cock on her lips, she turned her head just as the first shot of thick white jism spurted across her cheek and neck. She opened wide and moaned in gleeful pleasure as he began fucking her with his massive cock. Waves of cum filled her mouth, the overflow spilling past her smiling red lips and down his shaft. 

Her excited little coos and moans became more and more guttural as she felt my orgasm building between her legs. Building and building until the crescendo of sensation and need shattered like a dam, pouring a tidal wave from my body into hers. Her cries of ecstasy were muffled against the cum covered cock that filled her mouth. Her hands tighten on my ass as the force of my orgasm pounded wave after wave of heated cum into her body. Our moans and cries and grunts filled the room as we fed off of each others climax.

Slipping Jeff's gushing cock from her mouth, she howled. "Ohhhh God-ddd! Ahhh... Uhhh... He's cumming in me! Oh God... I feel it... Oh.... Ohh... shit... I'mmm....cummminggg!!!"

Caught in our maelstrom, Jeff frantically stroked the last of the cream from his cock. "Do it, Baby... Do it! Cum on his cock!" His thick white cum arched through the air, covering our bodies, but I was lost in a cream-filled ecstasy of my own as the three of us came together. Came and came and came until finally we laid breathless and wasted like refugees washed ashore after a storm. 

For a long time we just laid there, our hearts beating into each others chest as her hands played lazily across the length of my back and ass. With a sigh, I lifted myself up and looked down at her face as she swept her blindfold away and smiled. 

"Hello, Paul."

The kiss that followed was filled with Jeff's cum, but I didn't care. All I cared about was the wonderful moan it elicited when I sucked and licked and ate her husbands cream from her mouth. She laughed and squeezed my ass. 

"What took you so long?"

*************

"Jesus, Paul." Carol's voice pulled me back to the present. 

"Tell me about it. And that was just our first night. I was there all weekend." I was so lost in the memory of fucking my best friend's wife, for a moment I forgot my own wonderfully naked wife laying in my arms. 

Turning on her side she spooned herself against me and wiggled her ass, reminding me today she wasn't my wife, she was my fuck buddy. 

Smiling, I slipped my length into her wetness and returned to the past.

(To be continued...)