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Fantasies Shared

By: Fantasies Shared



Ok, I’ll admit it… I am a cock hound. A dog. My Daddy use to say I’d fuck a woodpile if I thought there was a snake in it. Maybe that’s why I still deal a little pot all these years after I know I shouldn’t be. Maybe that’s why I fucked up my last marriage. Maybe the sun will come up tomorrow…

I live in a neighborhood they use to call middle class. Its lower middle class now, anywhere USA. I have the standard three - two with a garage that has two bicycles, a half-rebuilt T Bird and the minimum amount of yard tools to keep the neighbors happy.

(Okay, the kid next door mows my lawn.) My first wife left me when she caught me on the down stroke with Cindy, one of her friends that lived down the street. Now I know what you’re thinking and I’m here to tell you it wasn’t like that. Cindy wanted to get even when she caught her husband fooling around and I just happened to be the guy she was using as her tool of revenge. What can I say? She showed up at my front door in a halter and shorts after the then Mrs. had trotted her ass off to work and as they say, the rest is history. Cin patched things up with her husband after admitting to her “affair’, my now ex found a “nice guy” and I lost better than half of everything I owned plus three teeth on the left side of my face. 

My current wife is Mary Ramero Gidding Stewart. I have two kids, one from each of her previous marriages. The boys are five and eight. She’s twenty-six (you do the math) and I’m a bit older at thirty-three. All in all, life is pretty good. 

I first met Mary when I was busy getting my life back together. She was good looking with long auburn hair, fair skin and big brown come fuck me eyes. With her tight little body and great tits, I fell in lust immediately. It turned out Mary liked her pot and I liked the way she sucked cock so after six weeks, she and her two boys moved in with me. I love those kids! Stephen is the oldest and if he had blue eyes, would look a lot more like me than his father. And Alex is something else. 

Damn…

Like I was saying, we moved in with each other and became one big happy family. Mary seldom said no when I patted her on the ass and she was living in a nice house with a guy that loved playing Daddy. We’d go shopping together; I’d buy the cute little outfits that advertised how lucky I was and she’d wear them. I moved up the ladder buying pounds instead of the occasional quarter because Mary made sure we always needed more.

Got to love that Girl.

But like I confessed earlier, I am a cock hound. After six months of living together and two years of marriage, I guess you could say I was getting restless. Surprisingly, that turned out to be no big deal, hence this story I’m about to share. 

As I climbed the ladder, (so to speak) in the marijuana business, I got to be pretty good friends with Al. Al was my dealer and a pretty rough guy. You had to be in his business. One evening after we had settled our business on some top-notch bud, we got to talking about women in general and then Mary in particular. I told him about getting a little restless.

“How long you two been together?”

Al didn’t use the word marriage. He was smarter than I was and learned his lesson the first time around.

“Getting close to three years.”

He nodded his head.

“A long time, even with a sweet piece that looks like her. You need to liven things up a little.”

“And?”

“I stumbled over some X the other day; interested?”

I wasn’t. I’d already tried some ecstasy and didn’t like it. It effected me like what use to be sold in high school as acid. I’d get touchy feely and then no hard on. Definitely not my thing, so I told him that. He shook his head and smiled. 

“Not for you ass hole.”

“Mary won’t go for it.”

Al just shook his head, reached in his pocket and took out a silver pillbox. Taking one small pill, he wrapped it in the cellophane off his cigarette pack and handed it to me.

“Be romantic, take her out clubbing and get that into her a couple of hours before you head home. You’ll love it.”

“She’ll know.”

“Take her to Todd’s. If she figures it out, play stupid. Any one could have done her in.”

The smile on his face reminded me why I never wanted to fuck with him. I put the gift in my pocket and we tried to finish the sample he had rolled.

____________________



I got the chance to try Al’s suggestion the following week. Both boys were going with Alex’s father for the weekend and Mary had been hinting she’d like a night out. I of course agreed, suggesting dinner and Todd’s. I knew she was excited when I saw the outfit she was wearing after shooing me out of the bedroom while she got ready. The black leather skirt I had gotten her when we celebrated our first anniversary hugged her hips a little tighter and the dark green silk blouse was opened a bit more than usual. She looked great.

We had dinner at Nino’s, a quiet little romantic place fairly close to Todd’s. A small table in the back made it easy for me to do what I had in mind. She surprised me when she didn’t object to having a margarita before dinner. Mary seldom drank. After the drinks arrived and we ordered dinner, she excused herself to go to the bathroom. It was done well before she got back.

We took our time getting to Todd’s, burning another one on the way. By the time I paid the cover, she was pretty buzzed. The place was starting to get crowded, but Mary had no trouble finding a place on the second floor that wrapped around the dance floor below. The guys that had the table were a little surprised when I found her with our drinks in my hand. The music was kinda loud so conversation was limited. I split my time looking at the women below and watching one of the guys doing his best to chat Mary up. I might have gotten pissed when she kept leaning in to hear what he had to say if her hand hadn’t been rubbing my thigh the whole time we were there. 

Somewhere between my first and her second drink, he asked her to dance. She leaned over and asked me, giving my cock a little squeeze, so I nodded. She was smiling at me as he led down the stairs her and onto the dance floor. 

The next ten minutes seemed a lot longer. I always liked to see men look at my women and Mary was no exception, but this guy was a little to free with his hands. After the third time he had a good hold on her ass, I was ready to go down and have a little chat with the son of a bitch. If she hadn’t taken that hand of his and started leading him back towards the stairs, I might have. I was still a little pissed when they got back, but when they did, she wrapped her arms around me and gave a kiss like I hadn’t had in a real long time. After that, she stood standing next to me with her hand on my shoulder as she quickly finished her second drink. The guy wasted no time flagging down some short skirt and ordering another. Mary pressed against me, her tongue snaking over the edge of my ear.

“Wait until I get you home.”

The wet tip stabbed inside a few times.

“Thank you for not getting jealous.”

She tugged on the lobe before turning to face the guy and laying her head on my shoulder. When I looked at the guy and his friend, they were taking turns talking into each other’s ear. His friend glanced at me before shaking his head and moving away. The guy leaned across the table and tried to say thanks for letting him dance with my Lady. At least that’s what I thought I heard. He got a lot closer to Mary for a minute before she was back at my ear telling me she was going to dance again. What could I say? Those big, brown, dilated eyes were making promises like the months before we were married.

The short skirt arrived as they were heading back to the dance floor. I ordered another bourbon, telling her to put it on his tab. She smiled and hurried away. 

This time they ended up near the middle of the dance floor. Everybody was so close there; Mary wasn’t much more than a head and the occasional raised arms. Now I wasn’t sure how I felt. I knew he was probably doing a lot more than looking. I also knew she had made it very clear she was mine. While I liked her to tease a little, she was never to happy flashing any one when I asked her too let alone let another guy touch her. It wondered how much farther the X would let her go. I didn’t have to wait long. I saw her guys’ friend edging through the crowded dance floor and get right behind Mary. Now she was dancing between both of them. Then the one behind her pressed against her as his hands disappeared between them. It took a minute or two, but Mary turned around, saw who it was and pushed his friend away. She started moving off the dance floor when her guy grabbed her arm. I was half way to the stairs when the gorilla that collected our cover charge stepped between them. He had her guy gone by the time Mary got back to the table. She moved between my legs and put my hands around her waist. I eased forward on the stool, pressing against her back and found her ear.

“You ok?”

She nodded as she leaned her head back onto my shoulder.

“Can we go now?”

I squeezed her tight, finding her hand before I eased her away from the table. We were still holding hands when the cool night air washed over our faces. Things were quiet until we were almost to the car.

“I-I’m sorry David.”

I squeezed her hand.

“For what?”

“For what happened in there.”

I stepped ahead and opened her door.

“What happened?”

She stopped and kissed me hard before slipping inside. Closing it, I hurried into the other side and got us rolling pretty quick. Her hand settled on my thigh.

“You weren’t jealous?”

I almost told her the truth, that I really wasn’t sure how I felt. Looking was one thing; a guy with his hands everywhere was something else.

“I knew you were coming home with me.”

She looked at me and smiled, her hand moving into my lap.

“I seem to remember I made a little promise.”

I smiled and swooshed the tip of her nose with my finger. Her mouth moved to the side of my neck as her fingers moved up and down my expanding best friend.

“Mmmmmmmm... did some body like seeing his wife on the dance floor.”

She tugged at my ear before teasing the edge with the tip of her tongue.

“I like making you happy David. What would make you happy tonight.”

Her fingers were busy with my belt buckle and then the front of my jeans. It didn’t take long before her hand was moving slowly up and down my now very had cock.

“So big and hard.”

She adjusted her body, kneeling on the seat next to me, never letting go. 

“Put your seat back a little.”

Her words were low, husky. I did as she asked as quickly as I could. She dropped her mouth over the tip of my prick, her tongue circling it and then began teasing.

“Is this what my husband wants?”

She plunged her lips over me; her head bobbing up and down several times before letting it pop free from her lips again.

“My ass up in the air so any body can see it, knowing I’m sucking your cock?”

She held me in her hand, her tongue sliding up and down its length, occasionally sucking just the tip. I almost missed the turn to our street, hitting the brakes harder than I should have. Her head bumped the steering wheel lightly. She giggled before she straightened her self out and back into her seat.

“Noooooo…I don’t want to go home yet. I want another margarita,”

She turned the rear view mirror towards her so she could check her make up. I swung into the next driveway and then backed up, pointing the car the same we had just came. She giggled again. 

“Or we can go to the liquor store and get some mix. We still have a little of the good stuff at home.”

She settled against her door facing me, bringing her left foot up and onto the seat. After I turned back onto the main drag, she adjusted her hips and opened her thighs. The tip of her finger moved over the dampening silk covering her sex.

“What does my Baby want? Watch me dance with other men or just let them peek at what's his?”

I was shaking I wanted her so badly right then. My still exposed cock was leaking precum freely. I tried reaching across the seat. She slapped my hand away playfully.

“The liquor store and I’ll flash… The bar and I’ll dance… What does my Baby want?”

She had two fingers now pressing tightly against the top of her folds. The red covering grew darker. I decided the liquor store would be quicker, still not sure how I felt about the other thing. She closed her eyes as her fingers began moving again. I watched her and tried to watch the road, thankful when the ABC’s sign finally appeared on our right. I made the turn and eased the car to a stop. She opened her eyes and smiled at me, the store lighting showing how truly wet she was. She slowly closed her legs, before leaning over and kissing me.

“You might want to put that away until we get home.”

She patted the top of my thigh and slipped out of the car. Looking back at me, she smiled softly.

“I want you to stay here.”

The door closed and I watched her stop at the counter and ask the old man standing at the cash register something. She smiled brightly and disappeared into the store. I struggled getting my jeans back up and closed before buckling my belt. I was so fucking horny I could have cum right there. She was gone several minutes before I saw her reappear in front of the cash register and put the mixer on the counter. They chatted a bit and then I saw her look around nervously. Then she did something I’ll never forget. She unbuttoned the front of her blouse and holding it open, leaned forward slightly. I saw the old man reach over the counter and inside the green material for several moments before she picked up the mixer and ran back to the car. Her face was flushed as she jumped inside.

“Get us out of here.”

I did, neither of us saying a word as she stared out her window, her arms wrapped around her. When we got home, she opened the car door and hurried inside the house. I grabbed the mixer and was right behind her.

“What’s the matter Mare?”

She turned to face me and opened the still unbuttoned blouse. I just stared at her naked breasts; their quarter sized pink nipples as long and hard as I had ever seen them.

“W-where’s your bra?”

“I took it off at the liquor store.” 

She wet her lips.

“Make me a drink and get your ass in the bedroom.”

She turned again and went down the hall. It was the fastest drink I ever made. When I finally got to the bedroom, she was lying nude on her side facing me, her cheek resting on one hand and the other moving gently between her thighs. 

“P-put it on the dresser…”

I moved between the end of the bed and the dresser, setting her margarita down. She 

rolled onto her back, slowly dragging her tiny feet over the comforter toward her bottom. “I-I’m so close David. Please let me cum before…”

I watched as she opened her knees, her fingers massaging her swollen, wet sex. 

“Oh My Gawd Baby…”

She stared at me, two fingers moving rapidly between the puffy folds against her clit.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhh…”

With head thrown back, her body tightened and her hips rose off the bed.

“Daavvviiiiddddd….”

She froze for a moment, as beautiful as I had ever seen her. A long sigh slipped from deep inside as she melted back into our bed. She slowly opened her eyes and smiled, extending her open hands to me.

“You’re still dressed?”

I think I tore my shirt. I know I didn’t have my jeans all the way off as I dove into those arms. She was giggling at me until I got my hands under her knees and pushed them against her tits. I found her open wet pussy and drove home. She grabbed my ass.

“Yessssssssssss…”

Her nails dug in, holding me in place. She bore down on my cock hard and moaned again. I wasn’t waiting, I couldn’t. I started fucking my sweet little stoned wife as hard and as deep as I could. She babbled words of encouragement as my balls slapped against her upturned ass.

“Harder… Please Baby… That’s it… D - Da - Daaaavid!!!!”

She lifted her ass up and into me, her hands now clutching at shoulders, clinging to me. I couldn’t take it anymore.

“Fuuccckkkkkk!!!!”

My balls tightened and my cock exploded as I ground forward as hard as I could. I was lost in the heat of her wet, sucking pussy; dumping my cum inside her, her mouth hard on the sweet spot of my shoulder...

Slowly, I let her shaking legs free, easing my arms from around them. As they slid open, the inside of her knees moved against my waist… Her feet curled over the back of my thighs. I looked down into her damp face before kissing her mouth, her cheeks and each closed eye.

“Oh David.”

We just held on for a minute, gently rocking against each other. I started to slip from inside her, she tried gripping my shrinking cock and then groaned softly when it fell free.

“Thank you Baby, that was perfect.”

I untangled myself from her, lying on my back. She cuddled against my side, her cheek and hand on my chest. I was starting to drift, hoping Al had some more X and thinking of the possibilities. This was better than when we first started dating. She kissed me.

“Can I ask you something?”

Talking wasn’t really on my mind.

“Of course.”

“What turned you on the most tonight? I mean, like when the guy made a pass at me on the dance floor or when I let that old man feel my titties?”

“What?”

“I know you like men to look I know you like me tease them a little...”

She kissed my chest while her hand started slowly circling my stomach. 

“But do you want them to, you know, touch me…”

I knew what she meant and I wasn’t sure. I didn’t like the younger guy touching her, but the older one?

“I liked it when you opened your blouse at ABC’s. I didn’t know you took your bra off.”

She smiled at me.

“I knew you would.”

Her hand moved lower.

“So why did you let him touch you?”

“I didn’t have my purse silly. How else was I going to pay for it?”

Her eyes searched my face.

“Does it bother you, what I did?”

It didn’t.

“Why did you want to dance with the guy at Todd’s?”

“He was kinda cute. It was nice having him trying to hit on me. Besides...”

Her fingers closed around cock, slowly moving up and down.

“I wanted to know.”

“Know what?”

She inhaled deeply.

“Promise you won’t get mad?”

“Why would I get mad?”

“If I tell you something that I haven’t told you before.”

“Like?”

“Like before I even knew you.”

“What happened before we were together doesn’t matter Mary.”

“I know. You said that, that’s why I never told you before.”

“Tell me what?”

She tightened her fingers.

“I love men looking at me David. I like to flash.”

She returned her cheek to my chest.

“I wanted to when you asked me. I liked it when I did. It… It just scares me now.”

Her voice trembled when she said it. I began stroking her hair, feeling my cock beginning to swell.

“Why Lover?”

“It leads to other things.”

“What?”

“L-Luis used to like it too.”

My stomach was starting to tighten. Luis was her first husband.

“And?”

“I liked it in the beginning, you know, all the guys looking at me. When we would go out somewhere he’d want me to tease sometimes, maybe leave my blouse open more than I should or not wear panties with a short dress. Then he wanted more.”

I was a little pissed she’d done it for him and got all “I can’t do that for me”. She lifted her head up and was looking at me again.

“It just got out of hand David.”

She kissed my chest again, her lips moving lower, trailing along my rib cage; then over my stomach. I wanted to know.

“What did?”

Her hand moved lower, cupping my balls. She was squeezing them lightly.

“Mmmmmm, twice in one night Baby? How long has it been since we did that?”

“What happened Mary?”

She kissed the tip of my growing cock.

“Did you like what happened at Todd’s?”


Fantasies Shared Ch. 02



“So did you get some more X David?”

I looked down at her and nodded.

“Are you sure that’s what you want?”

I kissed her forehead.

“If that makes it easier for you to do what I want you to do, Yes.”

She was biting her lower lip, looking up at me, her eyes searching mine.

“W-what do you want me to do Baby?”

I knew I wanted her to flash. Tease. I always liked that. Then at Todd’s, I felt one way and at the liquor store I felt another. I tried imagining her again at the bar with Luis and his friend…

“David?”

“I’m not sure Mare.”

I just wasn’t. She nodded her head. 

“Then if we do the ecstasy, I think we should stay home.”

I just looked at her. She slipped out of my arms and went back to her coffee.

“Baby, I’ll flash for you with out the X…”

She turned to face me, the oversized cup gripped tightly in her hands.

“But I don’t want to do the X and then go out.”

She was smiling but her eyes weren’t. I knew there was more. Did I want to know? Did she want to tell me? I studied her face. I’m not sure why I asked, but I did.

“What?”

She looked away from me, her eyes going to the picture of us and the kids.

“Luis used to have me do X David; After Stephen was born…”

She looked back at me. There was that voice again, whispering in my ear; ‘Just shut up and listen.’ I nodded.

She inhaled deeply.

“After Steven was born, things changed. He started working longer hours.”

She paused and shook her head.

“At least that was what he said he was doing. When he’d come home he spend time with Stevie but not much with me. It didn’t bother me much at first. I was busy with the baby, tired and not really interested in sex. When it did start bothering me, I asked the Doctor about it during one Stevie’s check ups. He told me it was natural for awhile and not to worry about it. After awhile I did start worrying about it. When I tried to talk to Luis, he’d just tell me I was crazy.”

She was staring into the half empty cup.

“There was this party at a fiends from works house. He wanted to go and I didn’t. I never liked Mark.”

She looked up at me.

“Mark was the one having the party.”

I nodded.

“He said he was going anyway, so I thought I’d make the best of it. I hired a sitter and spent the day getting ready. You know… hair, nails and a new little outfit that I knew he’d like. When he got home and saw me ready to go, it was like old times. He started teasing me, telling me how he couldn’t wait to show me off; especially with my bigger tits. He had his hands all over me again. Chasing me around the house. Things like that. I was actually happy David.”

She stopped.

“It was easier telling you these things last night.”

She inhaled deeply.

“You want some X? Kids aren’t due till tomorrow afternoon.”

“You won’t mind?”

I left the room to get her a tab. When I got back, she had refilled her coffee and was sitting at the dining room table with a glass of what looked like OJ and two tablespoons. I handed her the ecstasy. She took it and putting it between the two spoons, crushed it into a fine powder before mixing it in the OJ.

“It’ll get me off faster this way. Why don’t you get a shower and then we can talk some more.”

I didn’t want to. Now I wanted to know. 

“Ok.”

Fifteen minutes later I was drying off. When I got out of the shower, I saw my razor and after-shave sitting on the edge of the sink and the door closed. It was her way of telling me that one, she hated my day old stubble and two, she’s changing and wanted to surprise me. I took my time shaving, forcing my self to slow down until the door was opened. After another hundred different thoughts raced trough my mind, the door finally invited me into the bedroom.

She looked great. 

Her hair was pulled back in a pony tail and she only had on just a trace of make up. The blue jean shorts were frayed at the curve of her ass and the white, light cotton shirt was knotted just under her bra less breasts accenting the time she spent on her abs. You’d never know she had a kid let alone two.

“Damn Lover.”

She smiled softly.

“Wanna go for a walk or something?”

She wasn’t ready to tell me yet.

“A walk.”

She nodded her head in agreement before going to the closet and slipping on the thin leather flip-flop style sandals I adored. 

“I wonder if Mr. Finley is working in his yard?”

I chuckled at her thought. The old man two doors down was always peeking from his second floor window when Mary was in the yard. Taking my hand, she led me down the hall and out the front door.

“Good afternoon Mrs. Stewart.”

It was John, the oldest of the two boys that lived next door.

“Hello Mr. Stewart.”

“Hello John!”

I waved in his direction. Mary squeezed my hand hard.

“That’s Tommy David. John is the older one.”

“Older?”

“John just graduated. He used to mow our lawn…”

She looked at me and smiled.

“Isn’t that the one that mows?”

“Yes! He took over for John last the Spring.”

“Sorry.”

She giggled and we started talking about all the things that I had apparently missed in the neighborhood until we got to the park. 

“Our picnic table is open.”

She smiled at me. 

“Not on a Saturday afternoon. Who knows when some one might come by?”

“I was thinking we could sit in the shade and I could look at the pretty girls and you could check out the young men…”

“You shit.”

I settled in and she sat on the end of the heavy wooden table letting her feet swing slowly.

“Remember our first time here David?”

“I do.”

“You were showing me the park convincing how nice it was and how the kids would have a safe place to play if we moved in with you.”

I kissed the top of her thigh.

“And you accepted my offer right on the other side of this very table if you remember correctly.”

She smiled.

“I remember David…”

She brushed an imaginary hair from my eyes.

“I love you so much. Are you sure you want to know about all this?”

At last. 

“Yes.”

She nodded.

“We were at the party and some one started passing around a joint. I passed because even though Stevie was on the bottle, I still nursed him occasionally when Luis wasn’t around. Well, Luis got a little pissed about the joint thingie and when I told him why, he got really upset. He didn’t like me nursing. Anyway, he got pissed so I hit the joint a few times. Pretty soon some of the others wanted to go swimming and that included Luis. I didn’t know anything about that, so naturally I didn’t bring a suit. It turned out no one else did either. Five minutes after the second guy hit the pool in the raw, most of the couples had left leaving two or three of us and several guys with their dates. One thing led to another and before long, Luis and me were the only ones left sitting and watching. It was about that time that I noticed my fingers were starting to tingle a little.”

She turned around on the table dropping her bare feet on each side of me. I looked up at her and she began stroking my hair as she looked into my eyes.

“Luis started bitching again, saying things like I didn’t like to party anymore, I didn’t care about what he needed or wanted; how the Baby had changed everything and he was tired of it. That kind of shit. Finally, he got into the pool too. Then Mark started dunking the women. The other couples left and most of the guys took their dates and left too. Things started getting rowdier. Luis just kept staring at me. I knew what he wanted. Pretty soon I decided I just wanted to make Luis happy. I didn’t know then a big part of it was the X. Anyway, I took off my dress and waded into the pool.”

She paused. I kissed her tummy.

“I went over to Luis and sat on the step under the one he was sitting on, leaned back and wrapped his feet around me. He had my bra off in no time and started playing with my tits. That’s when Mark headed in our direction. I told Luis I wanted to get out and he told me to relax. I told him not to let Mark touch me, that I didn’t want to get dunked. He just laughed. When Mark got to where we were sitting, he started talking about how good I looked so soon after having the Baby. That’s when Luis asked him what he thought about my tits. ‘They’re fucking great. Even nicer then they were before.’ That’s when Luis asked if he wanted to ‘check them out’ ….”

Mary bent at the waist, cradling my head in her lap.

“I-I had let Mark see me before. Luis set it up so he could watch me shower once. But he never touched me David. Never until then; I hated that bastard so much.”

I got up and sitting on the table next to her, wrapped my arms around her. I realized I was trembling almost as much as she was.

“L-Luis held my arms over his legs as Mark began playing with my tits. When he squeezed them, one actually leaked my milk; that’s when Luis asked if he ever tasted mothers’ milk. I wanted to tell him no David. I didn’t want Mark to touch me like that. But then he began sucking on my nipples.” 

She slipped her hand around my waist.

“I tried to move away. Luis held me. Mark was nursing on my breasts, first one and then the other. I felt his hands all over my legs and then him taking off my panties. Luis kept telling me to relax, to just enjoy it. Mark pushed his hand between my legs and slid his fingers into me. Then it was just like in the bar David. I just closed my eyes and let them do what they wanted to do. I got hotter and hotter as Mark kept fingering me and rubbing my clit. Luis started playing with my tits and then told me to open my legs. When I did, Mark was there, lifting my knees, pushing his short, fat cock in me. I came so hard Baby, even with a man I hated…”

Her hand moved between us, pressing against my straining cock under my jeans.

“You want me to suck your cock Baby? Here? Right now?”

I looked around. There was no one, at least close enough to see what I wanted to happen. Her hands were already busy with my belt. I took them in my own and pushed them down. Opening my zipper, I released my aching cock. Her mouth covered it immediately, sucking the entire length hard and fast. I knew it wouldn’t be long. I could see her in the pool; Luis holding her from behind and playing with her tits as Mark fucked her. I came fast and hard. She gagged slightly, yet she never stopped using her mouth on my rumbling prick as it emptied my balls deep in her throat…

The walk home was quiet, her left hand in my own, her other hand half way around my waist. When we passed the Finley house, she told me she saw the curtain move on the second floor. We were both laughing as we went inside. She went to the bathroom and I rolled a fat one. As I fired up the freshly rolled blunt as she got back.

“I bet he’s still watching the house David.”

“So?”

“You want me to go lay out in the back?”

She was flushed, her hard nipples clearly outlined under the light cotton shirt. She was ready to go and I was no where near it.

“Go ahead.”

She kissed my cheek and almost ran down the hallway. I started shaking, wondering just what she had on her mind. It didn’t take long to find out what. She returned in her little “tanning” bikini with a large towel tucked under her arm. 

“I’m gonna put the lounge chair close to the window so we can keep talking Baby.”

I nodded and hit the blunt again as she slipped through the patio door. I collected a beer and a dining room chair, settling next to the half open window as she aimed the lounger towards the afternoon sun and the Finley house. She spread the towel on the long chair and sat before filling her small hand with sun block. 

“He’s there Baby. I saw the curtain move.”

I moved my chair trying to see his window. She started on her pink tipped feet, rubbing the lotion deep into her smooth skin. When both feet and her calves were protected to her approval, she pointed her toes toward the end of the lounger and stretched out, squirting some more of the near white lotion on her thighs. Her fingers began working it into her the top of her legs.

“I saw the curtain move again Baby. Do you want to know what else happened?”

She was working the excess lotion onto the sides of her thighs.

“Y-yes.”

“I know he’s watching me David. I bet he's playing with his cock.”

“Tell me.”

“Luis was still behind me. Mark would fuck me for a minute and then stop, asking me what I wanted. I was so horny. This was maybe the second time I got fucked since Stephen was born. I just wanted to cum."

The white cream splashed on her stomach.

“He kept asking me and Luis kept playing with my tits. I finally told him to fuck me. Make me cum. He made me say it over and over as he used me like I was his…” 

Her hand slid under the triangle that barely covered her trimmed mound and shaved folds.

“Gawd…”

I could see her fingers moving under the tiny white covering.

“H-his cock was almost as thick as yours Baby. N-not as long, but so hard. When I started cumming again, I didn’t stop. I j-just kept c-cumming over and over …U-until finally…”

She started to whimper. I knew she was close, seeing how fast her fingers were moving. Her hips rose and she gasped, her free hand covering the groan that slipped from deep inside... 

After her hips settled back onto the light blue towel, she eased her hand out from between her thighs. Her fingers glistened with a different kind of lotion.

“H-he’s still there Baby.”

She giggled.

I finished my beer and went for another. I have to admit that I was getting hard again. I also knew that four (if this kept up maybe five times) in less than twenty-four hours was going to be tough. I wasn’t eighteen any more. Settling back into my chair, my sore, tired cock got a little more life. Mary’s top was hanging on the back of the lounge chair, her heavy, pale breasts now exposed to the sun and old man Finley.

“I wonder if he likes my tits as much as you do Baby?”

She giggled and added some block to her fingers. As she spread the creamy white onto her breasts her tightened nipples expand a bit more.

“So Luis let Mark fuck you, then you went home.”

She turned her face away from me and into the sun.

“No.”

“No?”

“I didn’t realize it then, but now I know just how high I was. After Mark finished, Luis 

led me out of the pool, motioning him to follow. When I reached for my dress, he tugged me away towards the house. I didn’t think any more of it than he wanted to parade me around for a little bit before we left. There were still several guys around. One was fucking some girl I didn’t know in a lounge chair while another girl, Marks date I think, was sucking some guy with a really big cock.”

She turned her face toward the Finleys.

“He still there Baby?”

“Uhuh, you gonna cum for him again Lover?”

She smiled. 

“You want me too?”

I nodded and switched the chair so I could watch her face this time. She lowered the back of the chair and lay almost flat before swirling a fresh line over her breasts and stomach. She closed her eyes, her hands working the lotion into her breasts.

“Luis took me inside the house and asked Mark where. I’ll never forget the look on his face David. He was staring at me as he took a blanket out from under this long, heavy wooden coffee table and covered it with it. Luis had me sit on the edge and then lay back on it. He took my hands and raised them above my head, kissing me as he did and whispering to me again, ‘I want you to do this for me. Nothing will happen that you don’t want to happen.’ I was so stoned. Mark turned on both lamps on ether side of the couch and then went to the opposite end of where Luis held my hands above my head. I kept my eyes on Luis feeling that familiar glow begin between my legs. I don’t know who asked, but the words were high and excited. ‘Is it time?’ Luis smiled down at me as he said yes. ‘Just her tits. And don’t get greedy, I want every one to have a taste.’ Just like that. And then he started kissing me.”

Her hands pushed the little covering she had left off of her hips.

“You think he might like this better Baby?”

After the bottom joined her top on the back of the lounger, she brought her feet up to her bottom like she had for me the night before. I leaned forward a little watching her hands slip between her thighs and then settled back into my chair.

“Gawd Baby, I’m so horny again. Just like that night. I didn’t know who or how many there were at the time David. Some would just suck my nipples, talking about how the milk tasted. Some squeezed my breasts making it leak over my breasts or spray up from my tit. Luis kept talking to me, telling me how beautiful it was; asking if I liked it. When I said yes, he whispered, ‘I want to let them touch your sweet pussy Baby? Would you like that?’ Then there were hands on my legs and stomach and sex. Some one was rubbing my clit. Some were fingering me. There were mouths on my tits and legs. I came again and again. Luis was whispering how I should let them finish. I didn’t care. My hips were moved down towards the coffee tables end. Luis put my hands on some ones cock…”

Mary’s nipples were dancing between her arms as her fingers frantically worked her pussy. Her eyes were closed and her breathing ragged.

“Ah – Ahhhh – Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

I was ready now, my cock so fucking hard it hurt. The sound of a lawn mower in the front ended that.

“What the fuck?”

Her wet, sticky fingers slipped through the window and onto my knee.

‘Ju-just a sec…”

She was panting and her eyes were still closed.

“It’s T-Tommy…”

I looked at her glowing face before covering her hand with mine.

“H-he has to do the lawn today. Th-their leaving for a week tomorrow…”

I didn’t care about that. I wanted to fuck.

“Then get that sweet ass in here Mare… Now!”

She slowly opened her eyes.

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…”

“Mary!”

“Give me a minute. I want to make sure Finley gets to finish.”

“What?”

“The curtain Baby. It’s cracked opened now.”

I didn’t care about Finley or anything else.

“Get in here Mary.”…

“Just relax Baby. We got all day...”



Fantasies Shared Ch. 03



I watched as Mary finally got up and drug the lounger away from the window. She took her time collecting her towel, bikini and sun block before coming back into the house.

"I forgot all about the Mitchell's going on vacation. Susan told me the other day. There off to Six Flags or something like that."

I was somewhere between pissed and wanting to get my cock inside that wet pussy that was winking at me as she strolled past.

"John's staying home. They asked if we'd keep half an eye on their house."

I was up and following her as she went down the hall, watching her round little ass sway from side to side. She turned around and looked at me, smiling, before her eyes shifted to my hard, aching cock.

"I want you to save that for later."

She smiled and went into the bedroom, closing the door behind her. I took the hint and went back to the living room, putting the chair back and firing up the joint. I was pretty sure now; I wanted to watch Mary get fucked, but how? And more importantly, who? I sat down and tried to relax. It didn't work. I hit the joint and that didn't help like I hoped it would. The mower shut off after a bit and the doorbell rang. I didn't want to answer it. I waited. It rang again. Mary flew past, tying the same white shirt she had on earlier. I couldn't hear what was said but knew Tommy or John or who ever it was wanted into the back yard. Mary past me again, opening the garage door with the button just outside the kitchen door. I couldn't keep my eyes off her ass as she waited until the low rumbling from the opener stopped.

"Thanks Tommy."

She closed the kitchen door.

"You could have let him in the back."

"I didn't want the kid to see me high."

Those brown, dilated eyes narrowed a bit.

"You think they don't know David?"

I looked at her.

"John was cutting the grass before I ever got here Baby. He knows. And if he knows, Tommy does."

"Are you kidding?'

"Damn David, you're one of the sharpest men I ever met and you don't have the faintest idea what goes on around this house do you?"

I shook my head as she came over and settled into lap, draping her knees over the arm of the recliner. The sound of the mower starting filtered through the patio door.

"Haven't you ever wondered why our house never gets egged or our trash cans scattered like almost every one else's does? We live next to two of the biggest trouble makers in the neighborhood."

I'd never thought of it. She kissed my cheek. Her voice got lower.

"They think your pretty cool..."

She rubbed the tip of her nose against mine.

"They even keep an eye on Stephen and Alec."

I had no idea.

"The boys think you're pretty cool too."

She kissed me then, slow and easy, her tongue teasing my own.

"I love you Baby."

"I love you too Mary."

"You done being mad at me?"

I chuckled.

"Of course."

She wiggled her ass in my lap.

"I just wanted to save some for later."

"I finally figured that out."

Pressing her face into the crook of my neck, her voice was almost a whisper.

"What else have you figured out Baby?"

I wanted to tell her, but I couldn't; not yet. I kept thinking about her ex Luis.

"H-how many that night?"

"How many what David?"

"At the party."

"Fucked me?"

"Yes."

"It turned out just Mark."

I slipped my arms around her, squeezing lightly.

"You said..."

She pressed her finger to my lips.

"Luis said he only wanted Mark to the first time, in case he didn't like it. I found out later that that's what they had planned all along; Get me high so I'd let Mark fuck me. Luis figured that Mark would stop if he told him too. Then Mark had the idea about taping it. So they invited a guy who had a video camera. He was supposed to be the only other guy there."

"They taped it?"

I felt her head nod under my chin against my chest.

"The guy that had the camera told Luis at the last minute he wanted his brother and friend there too, so Luis told him ok, but they couldn't fuck me. When we watched the tape, Luis said he should have let them."

She shifted her hips slightly, opening her thighs.

"P-play with my pussy Baby..."

I could hear Tommy moving back and forth across the back yard, slowly moving away from the house.

"What about Tommy?"

"He can't see anything... Please David?"

I moved my hand between her thighs. She closed her legs a little, the soft skin inside her thighs touching my hand.

"I was so high I probably wouldn't have cared who fucked me. To tell you the truth, I thought some of the others did too before I saw the tape."

I began stroking the narrow strip of denim that covered her warm sex, my index and little finger brushing against the sensitive skin on each side.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm... That feels good Baby."

I stopped.

"Daaaaaviddddd!!!"

I kissed the top of her head.

"Why did you think that?"

"I-I always closed my eyes when Luis did those things with me... So I wouldn't know."

I began the slow teasing again.

"I knew the one with the big cock hadn't. I would have known if he had. Gawd he was huge."

Mary tilted her hips upward and opened her legs wider.

"M-Mark stayed between my legs. The two brothers kept sucking and playing with my t-tits and... Damn you..."

She tried loosening the front of her shorts. I stopped teasing and slapped her hand lightly.

"Ooohhhhh..."

She shifted her body again, lying on her back in my lap. Those pretty feet found the arm of the recliner and her right knee pressed against it's back and my shoulder. Her left knee fell towards the coffee table, opening her thighs as wide as she could. I eased the narrow covering to the side, exposing her very wet and swollen folds.

"T-they all took turns fingering me and r-rubbing my clit. Mark kept my legs open for them, telling them how to make me cum. They were biting and sucking my tits..."

I ran the tip of my finger through the warm, wet folds and circled her clit.

"Mmmmmmm... I-I started cumming when the two brothers were fingering me at the same time... Then Luis put my hands on their cocks...O-one of them stood up, spraying his cum all over my belly and my arm. When the other one saw what he did, he stood up too, turning his cock toward my tits... Then he came too Baby... On my tits and my face...A-ahhhhhhh...H-harder Baby... Pleaseeee..."

I slid a single digit inside. 

"Ooooooo... M-Mark started fucking me sooo haarrrdddd..."

She raised her ass as high as she could. I pushed another finger inside, thrusting in and out of her weeping pussy. She pulled her knees back and curling her shoulders toward them, bore down on my fingers hard, the wet walls of her cunt sucking at my fingers. 

"FUCKKKKK!!!" 

I twisted my hand.

"Yessssssssssssssss!!!"

She collapsed on my lap, her feet falling off the recliner arm. The warmth washed over my fingers. Her body tightened again before she got very still. Her shallow breathing made her breasts rise and fall in quick little jerks. I slipped my fingers out and stroked the parted, slippery skin.

"Noooooooooo... Not yet...."

I rubbed her clit with my soaked fingers before pushing them back inside. Her body tightened. 

"Please David... "

"Tell me."

"Oooooo... Ma-Mark leaned... fo-forward, pushing my knees against my tits... and just kept fucking me... Then L-Luis told him to turn me over... He wanted to see my tits... Then Luis fucked my mouth... C-cum on my face..."

Her feet were back on the arm of the recliner. I turned my hand, palm up and curled my fingers deep inside.

"A-Aaaaaaaaaaaaa... T-there... Right there..."

My thumb covered her hard extended, almost white clit. She pulled her knees back and came again...

We were still cuddling when the mower shut off. She twisted free, hurrying to the bedroom. I looked up and saw Tommy pushing his mower toward the side of the house and side door of the garage. I got up and went to pay him.

"Thanks Tommy. How much we owe you?"

The kid was a little nervous as he slipped off his worn leather gloves and put them in his pocket.

"Just ten for today Mr. Stewart."

I got my wallet out.

"I'm sorry about earlier, when I got you and John confused."

"That's ok. Mar... Mrs. Stewart did the first time too."

His face started to redden. I handed him his money. He turned, pushing his mower in front of him. 

"I hear your going on vacation?"

He stopped and looked at me over his shoulder. 

"Just for a week. We're leaving this afternoon after the old man gets home."

"You make sure to tell your Mom she can call when you get home!"

Mary was brushing past me, extending another ten to the kid.

"That's cool Mrs. Stewart. Your husband already paid me."

"Then call it a tip."

He turned, finally taking the money and smiling broadly at Mary as he did.

"Thanks Mrs. Stewart. I'll do the edging when I get back."

Mary kissed him on the cheek.

"You have a good time Tommy."

The kid looked like he was going to faint before he hurried away. I pushed the button and the garage started rumbling as the door closed. Mary came back inside, taking my hand as she did.

"That wasn't very fair Mr. Stewart."

"What's that?"

"You doing what you did, teasing me like that, making me tell you all of it."

"You loved it."

She stopped, turning to kiss me hard. I toyed with her cotton covered nipple.

"Mmmm, you know I did."

"Then what you complaining about?"

She stepped back, pressing her finger against her chin and turned her eyes up toward the ceiling.

"Were almost out of Tequila?"

She smiled at me.

"I'm on my way."

She kissed me again. The phone rang.

"That'll be Susan."

She went and picked up the phone. I headed to the bedroom and collected my keys. When I came back, Mary had written down some numbers on a piece of paper and was chatting away. I kissed her on the cheek and patted her bottom. She looked at me and smiled. I started to leave when I remembered I had given Johnny my last ten. Going back to the bedroom, I grabbed some money out of the stash drawer and started to leave. I looked in on Mary and she had her back turned to me. I didn't want to bother her again so I headed to the door. I was a little surprised when I heard her ask to speak to Johnny. I shrugged it off and went to get her her Ta-Kill-Ya...

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There was a younger guy at the counter when I got to ABC Liquor. He barely looked at me as I passed him and headed for the half gallons at the end wall between the counter and the coolers. The old man was there, kneeling down, taking inventory or something. The light shined off his head through his comb over.

"How you doing?"

He looked up at me and then smiled. His nametag told me his he name was Henry and that he was there to help.

"Any tequila on sale?"

"Not today Sir."

"Hey Henry, lets go! I'm gonna be late."

The kid at the counter did have a voice. Henry straightened and shook his head.

"Damn kids."

"Ain't it the truth."

He chuckled as he went up front. The kid was through the front door ten seconds after Henry got there. I collected the tequila and headed up front.

"Gonna be busy tonight?"

"Usually is. It slows down for about an hour or so around ten and then gets busy till we close at twelve. Glad I don't work the weekends."

"What you doing here now?"

"The boy had some kinda family dinner. He'll be back around seven or so." 

I nodded and started looking at the half-pints behind the counter.

"What kind of bourbon you recommend?"

"You drinking it straight?"

"I mix it with Coke."

He showed me a bottle of some I'd never heard of.

"This stuffs pretty good. Easy on the wallet too."

"I'll try it."

He slipped it into a small paper bag and then added it to the one already holding the tequila.

"That'll be thirty-six fifty."

I dug the money out of my pocket and handed him to twenties.

"Anything ever exciting happen to you around here?"

He stopped and looked at me.

"You ain't gonna rob me or anything are you?"

The look he gave was only half-serious. I laughed.

"Nooo... I was just wondering what it like working at a place like this."

He nodded.

"Folks are usually pretty nice. Now the store over on eighteenth has problems every now and then..."

He started counting my change onto the counter.

"Don't worry about it."

He pushed the paper sack toward me.

"You tell that Gal that was with you last night I said thanks. She made my night."

Then he winked at me. I was more than a little shocked. Collecting myself, I met his smiling eyes.

"How'd you know?"

"Son, when a good looking woman dressed like that comes in a place like this late on a Friday night and goes in the bathroom; this old man knows something is up. I knew she wasn't here to just use the facilities. I took notice of you after she went inside the toilet. Never can be to safe ya know."

He shook his head and smiled.

"It was like one of them stories in those magazines over there when she did what she did."

I glanced at the rack he was pointing to and then looked at him.

"Maybe I should bring her back on up?"

He chuckled.

"Son, I never could afford something like that?"

"You got a way I can watch?"

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By the time I got home, I still wasn't sure how to tell Mary what I wanted her to do. I was getting out of the car when I finally noticed Susan Mitchell standing next to the open trunk of their car as George packed the different things scattered at the bumper.

"Hello Dave!"

I just waved back, not liking the look her husband was giving me. Susan had been friends with my ex and they took her side when she decided to leave. That hadn't bothered me much until I heard George had been running his mouth about us at some Civic Club meeting just before Mary moved in. The weird thing was good ol' George got caught fucking the sixty-year old President and Susan had left him for almost a month. They had gotten back together, but I never talked to him after that.

When I got in the house, Mary met me at the door. Her face was flushed and those nipples of hers were standing straight out.

"Couldn't wait for me to get back eh?"

I shifted the bag in my arms and tried to kiss her. She turned her face away.

"N-not until you make me a drink."

"You got it."

She headed down the hall. I went to the kitchen to make her her drink. I was adding more ice to the blender when I felt her hands slip around my waist. 

"I'm ready for that kiss now."

I hit the button and the blender finished it job.

"And what if I'm not?"

I poured thick, light green into a margarita glass.

"I can fix that too."

I turned in her arms. Her eager mouth covered mine, tasting like mint. She hugged me hard.

"Freshened up for your husband eh?"

"Anything for my husband."

I handed her the drink.

"Anything?"

A slow smile spread over her freshly tinted lips as she took it.

"Anything."

"How's your buzz?"

"Pretty good. Why?"

"Henry said to say thank you."

I slipped by her and into the living room.

"Henry? Who's Henry?"

Picking up the half-burnt joint, I fired it up. She moved right in front of me, looking at me over the rim of the wide glass as she tasted the margarita.

"Who's Henry?"

"The old guy at ABC's."

Those big brown eyes blinked twice.

"Said you made his night?"

"How did he know you?"

"He said he never forgets a pretty face."

I hit the joint again

"We're gonna meet him in an hour or so."

Her eyes widened as she caught her breath. She took another drink, still holding my eyes.

"Is that what you want?"

"I think so."

"You need to be sure David."

"I am." 

The glass trembled in her hand.

"How's your buzz Mare?"

"Starting to fade a little, but I'll be ok."

"You want some more X?"

She thought about it for a minute, then shook her head no.

"If I did some more I don't know what would happen if you wanted me stop."

I leaned forward and kissed her lightly. She tried putting her arms around my neck and I eased her away.

"Go take a shower, we only got a little more than an hour or so."

She pouted a little and started for the hallway then stopping when she got there.

"I better make sure the garage is locked. Sometimes Tommy forgets to lock the side door."

"I'll do it. Go!"

She smiled at me and hurried away. I inhaled deeply, thinking about what she said about the X. What if she changed her mind with out it?

Going to the garage, I turned on the light and locked the side door. She was right, Tommy had forgotten. Then I saw them. A pair of worn leather gloves sitting on the edge of the workbench...



Fantasies Shared Ch. 04



( I’d like to thank all those that have taken the time to comment on my offered thoughts. I have tried to respond to all those that were kind enough to include their e mail address. )



After calling Henry to let him know that we’d be there and no, I didn’t want him to call off his pinochle game… I slowly stirred the crushed tab of ecstasy into Mary’s margarita. I knew I didn’t want her to stop tonight. Even if I did, it wouldn’t make a lot difference now. I knew the gloves were Tommy’s. I knew she refused to kiss me when I got back from the liquor store; then went, brushed her teeth and redid her lipstick. She hadn’t taken a shower until I told her what I had on my mind, so I didn’t think she fucked the little bastard. But I was pretty sure something had happened. I wondered if it was the X or if she had done it before. I didn’t want to think that she did. Besides, I was the one that opened Pandora’s Box. 

Jealousy? Excitement? Anger?

I was going to find out.

Taking the drink to the bedroom, I looked through the closet and picked out the dress she bought for some friends wedding we went to last year. She looked good in the black halter styled dress. It showed off her tits and round, tight little ass. It was perfect for what I had planned. I didn’t bother looking through all the boxes of shoes she had, she’d know where the ones that went with the dress were…

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“How come so quiet Baby?”

I loved watching her do her toes, even in the car with her small feet on the dashboard. I reached across the seat, letting my hand settle on the top of her exposed thigh.

“Just a little nervous.”

“Mmmmmmmmmmmmm… that’s the first time you’ve touched me since we left the house.”

“I didn’t want to spoil your nails.”

“You like the red don’t you?”

“Uhuh.”

I squeezed the firm flesh gently.

“You still ok with this?”

She nodded and closed the polish after finishing the last tiny nail on her little toe.

“It’s what you want. Besides, I’ve never been paid before, even though twenty bucks is pretty cheap; it might be fun.”

She giggled.

“What made you decide you wanted to do it like this?”

“It was easier than saying I wanted to watch you get fucked.”

Her hand covered mine, guiding it between her slowly opening thighs. 

“I want you to get me ready for Henry.”

The thin black silk was already damp. I pressed my fingers against the growing warmth.

She moaned softly, edging down in the seat a little more and tilting her hips up. Locating the little knot at the top of her swollen folds, I circled it firmly for a moment before removing my hand.

“D-Don’t tease David… Please…”

“Were here, it’s the eighth house on the left.”

“Damn you.”

I parked the car in the driveway behind his late model silver Cadillac. The porch light came on as I was opening her door. 

“I love you David.”

“I love you too Kitten.”

She smiled brightly.

“You haven’t called me that in months.”

“Tonight’s special.”

Taking her hand, I led her up the sidewalk .She wobbled a little on the to high heels. She was definitely fucked up. Henry opened the front door as we crossed the porch.

“I see you found it alright.”

“Directions were perfect.”

“Evening Ma’am. I’m Henry.”

Mary stepped around his extended hand and kissed him on the cheek.

“I’m Mary.”

The old mans eyes were glowing.

“W-well come on in. I got you a margarita already made and some bourbon for you David.”

Henry’s place was a lot like Henry was. Older and a little run down. 

“I know it ain’t much, but I call it home. You can have a seat if you want Mary and I’ll get your drink before I show David around.”

“May I use the bathroom?”

“You sure can. You got your own right on in here little Lady. I cleaned it up some for ya. It’s in here off my room. You come along to David and I’ll show ya how the place works. It’s just like I said it was.”

I could see the excitement in the old mans eyes as he led us through the small living room and into his bedroom.

“Your bathroom is right over there. Even got a lock on the door so you can have your privacy.”

He tried not to stare to hard at Mary as she passed him and closed the door.

“Gawd damn David, she’s even prettier than she was last night. I hope you don’t mind, but I called the other fellas and told them I was working a little late. I’d kinda like some time with her before they get here.”

“No problem.”

“I appreciate that. Now that’s the closet I told you about. It goes into my wife’s room where you can keep an eye on every thing. I took the wall out when she got sick so I could go back and forth easier. Them louver doors aren’t much more then decoration. You wanna take a look?”

“I will from the wife’s room.”

“Well come on then.”

I followed him back to the living room and into another bedroom. This one was smaller, but much nicer.

“This was her room before I lost her almost two years ago. That window looks into the dining room and that littler one near the door into the living room. She was sick a long time. I put those things in so she could always hear and see if she wanted too. The grand kids used to talk to her through that one there.”

He was pointing at the one that looked into the dining room. 

“I put your bourbon and Coke and some ice on the other side of the bed. You look around and I’ll get Mary her margarita.”

“Just a sec Henry. How many you got coming?”

“Three for sure. I told ya we play pinochle every Saturday night. Maybe one or two more.”

“That’s great. I’d appreciate it if you didn’t say anything to Mary about that. She’s a little new at this.”

“Anything you say.”

I took a twenty out of my pocket.

“I want you to give this to her. She doesn’t need to know about you getting yours for free. Now you go ahead and get her that drink.”

Smiling, he slipped the bill in his pocket and left the room. I checked the closet first. It was a little narrow with all the clothes and things, but only six to eight feet from door to door. I could see all of the old brass bed in Henrys room through the generously spaced slats on the cheap louver closet doors. 

The view of the dining room was even better. The sheer curtains let me see into the well-lit room and as long as the light in the wife’s room was off, I could see almost the whole room and no one would see me. The one into the living room wasn’t as good as the other two. I‘d have to be a little more careful not to be seen. Other than that, the whole thing was near perfect. 

“Where’s David?”

I could hear her throaty purr pretty well as she walked into the living room.

“He’s still looking around.”

“Thanks for the clean towels in my bathroom. I left my purse in there. I hope that’s alright.”

“T-that’s fine.”

I knew he was way past ready. I went back to the living room. Mary smiled at me when I did.

“Hello Baby.”

“You ready to get the show on the road?”

She flinched at the tone in my voice.

“S-sure David.”

“Then show the man what you got.”

She looked from me to Henry before reaching behind her neck to loosen the tiny clasp behind her neck. The black material loosened a little when it opened.

“Face him.”

She did what I told her to. The old mans eyes widened as she slowly lowered the top of the halter style dress she was wearing, letting the top fall when her hands reached her waist. The dress clung to her hips.

“She’s all yours Henry. Where you want her?”

“T-the bedroom.”

She slowly turned and headed in the direction she had just come from. Her hard, raspberry nipples swayed on her heavy breasts. I slapped her ass she passed.

“Ughhh…” 

“Anything you want Henry. Enjoy.”

He never took his eyes off her ass as he followed her, closing the door behind them. I chuckled at the act of privacy as I went into the wife’s old room and through the closet. 

When I looked through the louver doors, he was sitting on the edge of the bed facing the closet. He had the twenty in his hand. I watched her take it and then look around the room before dropping it on the worn oak dresser. She started pushing the dress off her hips.

“N-no, not yet. I’d like it if you’d to stand over here in front of me.”

She did as he asked, facing him. He put his hands on her waist, his long fingers closing over her pale skin. Pulling her closer, his hands slid upwards, cupping her breasts. She groaned. He leaned forward. I could hear the wet sounds as his face moved from one side to the other. Mary cradled his head in her hands, pulling him tighter against her chest. She was panting now. He eased her back a step and turned her to face the closet.

“I-I want to see the rest of you now.”

With her eyes tightly closed, she slowly pushed the dress off her hips and down her thighs. The dress fell to the floor when it hit just above her knees. Her hard, plump nipples were wet and shone in the light from above the ceiling. When she bent to pick it up, he pulled her back onto his lap, his fingers closing on her erect, swollen nipples.

“Aahh-ahhhhh…”

I watched as he rolled and tugged and teased her nipples, making the rich pink tips turn almost red. Mary had worked her ass over his leg, straddling his thigh where she was grinding her still covered pussy against it. It wasn’t long before she was whimpering and her body tightened. Henry just kept enjoying her tits as she did.

“Oooohhhhhhhhhhhh…”

He slowed his play, letting her relax for a minute, one hand easing lower and under the wet and stained silk. Mary twisted away. I knew how sensitive her clit was after she came.

“I-I want to see your cock.”

He stood up, watching her tits move and her nipples dance as she stripped off her panties before kneeling in front of him. Her heels now gone, I enjoyed the way her red tipped toes spread against the area carpet around the bed. Henry must have been moving to slow for her. She pushed his hands away and opened the front of his slacks herself. The smile that spread over her face told me she was pleased at what she found when she reached inside.

“That’s nice Henry. I like a long, hard cock.”

When she worked it free, Henry pushed his ass forward. She wrapped her small fingers around it, her pink little tongue brushing over the swollen head.

“Mmmm… You taste good Henry.”

She rubbed the slender prick over her cheek, kissing and running her tongue over it. Henry just stared down at her, trembling with her efforts. He gasped when she plunged her full red lips over almost half its length.

“Damn Girl.’

Her cheeks hollowed as she bobbed her head up and down for a minute before letting it pop free and looking up at him. 

“Feels like some ones almost ready.”

She nursed the tip, her hands fumbling with his belt and the button at the top of his slacks. After they feel to almost his knees, she started tugging at his blue and green patterned boxers until they joined his slacks again. Lifting his throbbing prick, she pressed it against his belly, the wiry dark gray hair framing the base of his prick and the top of his balls. She began teasing the tightened nut sack with her tongue. Henry started moving his hips.

“Nooooooooo… Not yet, I want this cock inside me first Henry.”

I watched his hands grab her shoulders, urging her off her knees and on to the bed. She opened her thighs for him, her fingers rubbing the top of her very wet and open sex. I resisted the urge to free my now hard cock as he lined up his hips with hers. He rubbed the head of his prick up and down her pink slit until he found what he was looking for and eased forward.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh...”

Mary’s feet wrapped around his slender shirt covered waist, trying to lock her heels at the small of his back. Henry started slow, but it wasn’t long before he was driving as hard as he could into her. 

“Y-ye- yes- yesssssssssssssss…”

Mary clung to him a she came again. Henry didn’t slow down. The old mans strength amazed me as he hammered my cute little stoned wife’s pussy. Mary curled the top of her feet against his hard moving ass as she pressed her knees against his sides. It was all to much for Henry.

He was grinding forward; emptying his balls just as Mary began to move back again. I saw her struggle against him, trying to get him to fuck her just a little longer when he relaxed between her clenching thighs. He was struggling to breathe. Mary was still moving her ass under him. Henry didn’t notice or didn’t care. He rolled off of her. I watched as her hand moved quickly between her thighs, her fingers rubbing the top of her wide-open pussy. Henrys deposit was slowly leaking from her drooling opening. I hadn’t thought about condoms. It was a little late now.

He sat up on the bed and watched her fingers move frantically over her clit. He began teasing her nipple with one hand while he pushed two fingers from the other deep inside her. Mary cried out almost immediately. Henry just smiled down at her, his eyes fastened to her sweet pink pussy.

“Wish I was thirty again, I’d take care of you again right now.” 

She slowly opened her eyes and smiled up at him. 

“Thank you Henry.”

He chuckled.

“No ma’am. I should be thanking you.”

She purred softly as he stroked the inside of her thigh.

The loud knock on the front door filtered into the bedroom. Henry stopped, getting off the bed and pulling up his slacks. Mary was still watching him as he left the room. I opened the closet door.

“You were beautiful.”

She smiled, her hand stroking the inside of the same thigh that Henry had been. I knew that look in her eyes.

“Thank you Baby. Did you like it?”

“You know I did.’

“Should I give him a freebee?”

She giggled.

“I’d like that, but it sounds like his pinochle game has shown up.”

“What’s pinochle?”

“A complicated game hind of like euchre.”

“What’s euchre?”

I laughed.

“They’re card games Lover.”

“Ohhhhhh...”

She giggled again. 

“You want to go home then?”

“Not really, I don’t think I’d be a lot of help to you yet.”

She sat up, wrapping her hands around her legs and resting her chin on her knees.

“David, we can do a lot of things besides you fucking me."

“I know Baby. I also just saw how much you loved what just happened.”

Her cheeks colored.

“Does that bother you?’

“No. I told you I loved it.”

She ran the tip of her tongue around her lipstick-smeared lips.

“Shall we ask Henry if his friend is interested in me?”

“It usually takes four to play pinochle.”

She slid off the bed and crossed the short distance to stand in front of me. 

“It sounds like there’s only one guy out there now.”

It was perfect.

“Then put on your dress and go see.”

“I want you to.”

“I don’t want everyone to know I’m watching Lover.”

“I see… Then you want me to go out there and offer my services?”

I swooshed the tip of her nose.

“I’d like that.’

She smiled, turned and went to where her dress was lying.

“You better get back in that closet then.”

“I can see the living room.”

She was adjusting the dress to step back into it.

“Really?”

“Yes.”

“Then maybe I should go out there like this?”

She covered her front with the dress and posed for me, her knee slightly bent and forward, her foot arched on her red tipped toes.

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“I’ll count to ten and we’ll see.”

I closed the door and made my way back into the other bedroom, staying close to the wall as I checked on Henry and his friend. The guy looked a little younger than Henry and a lot heavier, Maybe Italian or something. He had his thinning hair plastered back and a pretty good-sized belly hanging over his belt. I heard Mary before I saw her.

“Henry, you coming back to bed?”

She stepped into the living room, and true to her word, she was holding the dress in front of her instead of wearing it. Henrys friend’s mouth fell open.

“You still have half an hour Henry.”

She looked at the heavy set guy and smiled.

“Hi.”

The guys’ mouth moved but no words came out.

“Mario, this is Mary...”

Henry couldn’t take his eyes off her exposed thighs any easier than Mario could.

“Mary, this is Mario, an old friend of mine.”

She moved farther into the living room, striking the same pose that she did for me in the bedroom.

“Hello Mario.”

He just nodded and looked at Henry. The room got real quiet and stayed that way until Mary walked over and kissed Henry on the cheek.

“If you want to take a break, maybe Mario would like to join me.”

She looked right at the guy and smiled, lowering the dress until her nipples almost showed.

“It’s twenty-five for a half an hour or forty for an hour. You boys let me know!”

She turned and walked back into the bedroom, letting both men enjoy the swaying of her bared ass. 

I was so fucking hard. 

Mario finally found his voice. Kind of…

“You weren’t… She ‘s fucking gorgeous… Twenty-five bucks!”

Henry patted his friend on the shoulder. I headed back to the closet. I got there as Mario was entering the room.

“M-Mary?”

She peeked out of the bathroom and smiled. 

“Just put the money on the dresser. I’ll be right out.” 

Mario opened his wallet and put the twenty-five on the dresser before he started tugging at his clothes. In no time, his heavy, hairy body was stretched out on the bed and a very thick, short cock was growing under his fingers. I thought of Mark and how much Mary hated him but seemed to love his thick cock. I wondered how she was going to react. I didn’t have long to wait. The door opened to the bathroom and Mary was standing there with her hair pulled back in a loose ponytail. She had reapplied her lipstick and had a faded maroon towel wrapped around her. It didn’t do much to cover her, starting at the middle of her breasts and ending at the top of her thighs, barley covering her pussy. 

“Lose the towel and get that sweet ass over here.”

Mario had found his voice. She looked at him, forcing a smile when her eyes settled on his cock. She looked at the dresser and saw the money. He patted the bed next to him. She wandered to the opposite side of the bed from where I was watching before dropping the towel. He rolled onto his side facing her, reaching up and tweaking her nipple. She gasped softly.

“Open your legs a little.”

She parted her thighs. He reached between them and by the look on her face, I was sure he was playing with her pussy. 

“You must like your work, wet as you’re getting.”

She closed her eyes and nodded. He rolled onto his back. I could see he had at least two fingers moving in and out of her trembling body before she leaned over his body, resting on her hands. Her swollen nipples were grazing the salt and pepper hair that covered his stomach as she rocked against his hand. She jerked again and then slowly relaxed.

“Sorry Mary. We got to get that pretty pussy open some more before I shove my cock inside. I wouldn’t want Henry thinking I was trying to hurt you or something.”

She was shaking badly now, her head back and tits trembling.

“Come on Mary… Tell Daddy what you want.”

I saw her bite her lower lip. He reached between them with his free hand and began toying with her nipple. She gasped loudly.

“That’s my girl. Tell Daddy what you want.”

She dropped her head.

“Say it again, I didn’t hear you.”

“F-fuck me.”

He slid both hands from under her.

“Show Daddy how you want to get fucked little girl.”

She started to crawl over him. He slapped her ass lightly when she was almost across.

“Uugghhhh…”

“Show Daddy baby.”

She got on all fours down next to him, her cheek against the bed and her ass as high in the air as she could get it. He lumbered to his knees and got behind her wriggling ass.

“T-Tell Daddy what you want.”

He began caressing her ass.

“F-fuck me…”

He slapped her bottom again, nudging her knees apart. She tried to get in the position he wanted. He filled his hand with his thick, short cock and drug the wide tip through her open folds. Rolling his hips, he pressed against what had to be her wet opening. I saw her fingers tighten in the sheets. Placing his hands on her waist just above her hips, he started to push forward.




Fantasies Shared Ch. 04



My wife raised up on her hands. The sound of hand meeting ass filled the room. She cried out, dropping her face once more against the mattress. He pushed again.

”Ohhhhhhhhhhh Gawwwddddddddddd…”

He stopped, the wide smile on his face telling me all I needed to know. He slapped her ass again.

“Daddy’s waiting baby.”

She stretched her hands out in front of her a bit and rose slightly, resting on her elbows. I could see her tits as she pushed back against him. He stared down past his stomach and grinned. She whimpered. The hand was lifted and fell again.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”

She moved her hips in short, little thrusts. Mario reached under her with his left hand and found her breast. The pale flesh expanded above his closing fingers.

Oooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!’

Mary ground her ass back, burying her face in sheets under her.

“T-that’s my girl.”

Mary’s body didn’t relax like it usually did after she came. He rubbed the cheeks of her ass as she shook under him, slapping one lightly and then the other. She kept grinding against him. He grabbed her again around her waist and began jamming his hips against her ass. She whimpered and cried out. Mario ground forward.

“FFUUUCCCCKKKKK!!!!!”

She lifted her face slightly and held very still as Mario seemed frozen behind her for several long seconds. He relaxed for a second before jamming his hips forward one last time. Mary never moved until he slapped her ass before pushing her away from him. She curled up near the top of the bed, her reddened little ass facing me. Mario stayed on his knees, just staring at her. She slowly lifted her right knee, opening her red swollen sex to my eyes. Taking her small hand, she collected their mingled climax on her fingers and then brought them to her mouth, slowly cleaning off each digit with her tongue.

I damn near came with out ever touching my sore, tender prick…

Nothing was said until Mario was almost dressed. Mary hadn’t moved from the top of the disheveled bed.

“I’d like to see you again.”

She smiled.

“You’ll have to talk to Henry.”

He nodded and left the room. She looked toward the closet where I was still standing.

“David?”

I’m not sure why, but I didn’t answer. There was a light tapping on the door.

“Who is it?”

“Henry.”

A slow smile tugged at her lips. 

“Come on in Henry.”

She didn’t try and cover her nudity. I saw the old man standing at the end of the bed.

“You ok?”

“Mmmmmm... Yes I am.”

I watched as she slowly lifted her arms above her head and pointed her toes in my direction in a long, cat like stretch. The old mans eyes looked like he was trying to burn every inch of Mary into his memory as she relaxed, still stretched out on the bed.


“P-Pete and Jerry might like to spend some time with you if they could.”

She didn’t smile this time.

“I need to clean up and talk to David first. Can you give me fifteen… twenty minutes Henry?”

He nodded his head quickly and left the room. I opened the closet door and went inside.

She looked me and patted the bed next to her. I stood at the edge instead.

“Your not gonna come and give your wife a kiss?”

“I love you Mare.”

She tilted her head.

“Do you?”

“Very much.”

She half sat up, leaning back on her hands, her wonderful tits thrust out toward me.

“Did you cum watching Mario?”

“No.”

“You liked it though? Better than with Henry?”

“I-I’m not sure if it was the fucking or the way you teased him in the living room.”

She thought about it and smiled at last.

“You think we should find out?”

“Only if you want to.”

She turned her body around and slowly crawled to me, holding my eyes; straightening when she got near the edge of the bed. She wrapped her hands around my neck.

“Take me home David.”

“Get dressed.”

“You don’t mind?”

“Of course not.”

“What about Henry’s friends?”

“Fuck’em.”

She giggled again.

“That’s what I thought you wanted?”

I chuckled.

“I have what I want… You.”

She pressed her cheek against my chest.

“Go get cleaned up.”

She kissed my chin before rolling off the bed and headed to the bathroom, shaking her reddened ass at me before closing the door behind her. I looked at the closed door and tried hard to sort out how I felt about what just happened…



Fantasies Shared Ch. 05



This little tale should have ended with the last chapter. (Judging by the voting, the one before it?) However some encouraging e-mails changed that. Thanks again to those that have taken the time to comment.

The ride home was pretty quiet. Mary would look at me for a bit and then stare out the side window. Henry had been the perfect gentleman; hustling the others out when Mary told him she was done for the night and needed to go home. She gave him a kiss, squeezing his cock before we left, promising to see him again. I could tell the old man wasn’t counting on it as he slowly closed the door behind us. We were almost home when she leaned across the seat and put her head against my shoulder. 

“Are you ok?”

“Why would you ask that David?”

“You’re the one being quiet this time.”

She stretched a little and kissed my cheek.

“Just thinking…”

“About?”

“Today… Last night.” 

“And?”

She put her head back against my shoulder, her hand settling on my thigh.

“About you… Us… Everything that’s happened.”

I made the last turn home. She straightened in the seat when I pulled into our drive,

smiling softly before opening the car door and heading for the front door. I got out, checking the darkened house next door and then followed. I found her in the kitchen, pouring a generous amount of tequila into the blender. The ice followed before the mixer.

The blender groaned a little before roaring to complete it’s task. She stood on tiptoe to get a margarita glass. I admired her ass and then her when she turned to look at me with it cradled in her hand. I unlocked the heavy glass pitcher and filled her glass. She ran the tip of her tongue over her lips before draining about a third of it.

“Well?”

“Well what?”

“Talk to me David.”

I wasn’t in the mood for twenty questions. 

Slipping past me, she sighed and went to the bedroom. I didn’t follow her, rolling a joint instead. I fired it up and then put on some Johnny Lee Hooker before settling into my recliner. Mr. Hooker was half way through a number with Bonnie Raitt when she reappeared and slipped into my lap, the dress replaced with my favorite blue shirt and nothing else.

“Either this is the best X I ever had or somebody made sure I was going to be fucked up most of the night.”

I wrapped my arms around her squeezing lightly. She tipped her face up and kissed me.

“Please talk to me David.”

“About?”

Her fingers found my nipple, pinching firmly.

“Ouch!”

“You know what.”

I wanted to take the Fifth. She wriggled free and knelt over my lap, her knees and feet on the outside of my thighs. Her red tipped fingers started undoing the front of my shirt.

“Let’s start with how you felt watching your wife getting fucked by those old men tonight.”

She slid her hands inside my shirt. I looked at her and the wide-eyed innocence she now wore on that freshly scrubbed face before answering.

“Henry was pretty cool. He appreciated it.”

She kissed side of my neck and then tugged at my ear lobe. I could feel her warm breath in my ear.

“And what about Mario?”

The tip of her tongue found the edge of my ear. She was determined to find out. 

“I loved your tease when you went into the front room. What about you?”

Her lips moved along the edge of my jaw before brushing over mine. She straightened on my lap.

“Henry was kind… Gentle… A little to fast...”

She almost giggled.

“Mario was a lot more… intense?”

I was a little nervous now and tried to hit the joint. The damn thing had gone out. 

“Y-you remember yesterday when you were teasing me and then slapped my ass?”

I dumped the blunt.

“Yeah?”

She inhaled deeply.

“I-I liked that David.”

Her eyes met mine.

“You want me to spank you?”

She shook her head.

“Noooo… not like you mean anyway.”

I slowly opened the only two buttons that were fastened on the shirt she was wearing. Running my fingers lightly over her tummy and then her breasts, I cradled her face in my hands.

“Then tell me how.”

“Like today when you were teasing me why… why Tommy was in the back. Making me tell you things… When you slapped my ass yesterday… That’s what I like Baby. You making me do things.” 

I wanted to add like Mario did, but I didn’t. I leaned forward and kissed her gently. Her lips parted, letting my tongue slip inside. We shared that kiss for a long time, easy and slow. I could feel her begin to tremble. I settled back in the recliner.

She almost whispered.

“Your not mad?”

“Why would I be mad?”

“For not telling you about what I just did… or Luis?

I chuckled.

“You mean there’s more about Luis?”

She looked at her hands now locked together in my lap and nodded. I took them in my own hands and kissed her fingertips.

“You can tell me if and when you’re ready.”

What difference did it make? I loved her. Besides, after the last twenty-four hours I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. I wasn’t sure of much of anything right now. My prick told me one thing and my head another.

“I-I want to tell you David. I need to…”

I forced a smile.

“I’ll listen.”

She curled up in my lap again. I circled her shoulders with my arms and tucked her head under my chin.

“After we got home from the party, Luis had me take a shower. I thought he wanted to make love. W-when I got out and went into the bedroom, Mark was lying on the bed and Luis had the video camera…”

She inhaled deeply.

“He wanted… He wanted Mark to fuck me again.”

I just held her, stroking her hair.

“Luis told me to get on the bed… Mark thanked me for getting ‘all nice and clean for him’… Then he did whatever he wanted to… He made me suck his cock… He fucked me from behind… Then with me on top… He even tried to fuck m-my ass while Luis taped it…”

I could tell she was trying not to cry now. 

“A-and after he finished… Luis got between my legs… Oh Gawd David…”

I could feel her hands on my chest, her nails almost breaking the skin. “Shhhhhhhhhhhh… It’s ok Lover. That was a long time ago.’

“No!”

Now she was crying.

“I’m not Luis Lover.”

She shook in my arms. I could feel the tears. 

“Shhhhhhhhhhhhh… It’s ok Kitten…”

I stroked her hair, kissed the top of her head. She slowly collected herself and sighed. We cuddled there until John Lee finished and silence filled the room.

“Are you alright?”

I could feel her head nod against my chest.

“Mary… If all that hurt you so much, why did you do what you did tonight? Why not just tell me?”

She inhaled deeply, letting the air slip back out slowly.

“It-it wasn’t the sex Baby. I mean, I hated Mark…”

She untangled herself from my arms, straddling my lap again.

“I-I told you I liked men looking and … w-what happened in the bar with Luis.”

I nodded my head. She wiped her eyes with the back of the sleeve of my blue shirt.

Now I was all fucked up. She loved it; she hated it. I knew she came when we talked about it. I knew she came several times with both Henry and Mario.

I loved watching her tease. I liked watching her fuck Henry. I still wasn’t sure about Mario. She was so different. With Henry, she was in control: with Mario, he was… The thing with Mario was me, how I felt about it. Like I said, I was all fucked up.

She was searching my face with her reddened, dilated eyes.

“What?”

“Are you disappointed I got cleaned up when we got home David?”

I stared at her.

“What kind of question is that? Why would I be?”

She held my eyes.

“If I wanted you to fuck me at Henry’s… After what happened with me and those two… Would you?”

“Maarryyy!”

“Please David.”

I groaned. I had to think about it for a minute. It wasn’t like I’d never been the sloppy seconds route before; but it wasn’t my favorite thing. 

“I’m not sure Lover.”

She nodded, wiped her eyes again and then wrapped her arms around me.

“I’m sorry Baby.”

I slipped my arms around her totally confused.

She sighed, her cheek rubbing against my chest.

“I didn’t think… I just got scared.”

I slid my hands onto her shoulders and gently pushed her away from me.

“You want to tell me what’s going on Mary?”

She smiled at me, her hands closing on my wrists and guiding them off her shoulders. She pressed close to me again.

“I-it doesn’t matter David.”

“It does to me.”

She looked up at me and the tears started again.

“L-Luis went down on me after Mark fucked me.”

I could see the color growing in her face. I didn’t know what to say or how to say it if I did.

“That’s what Luis wanted David.”

I still didn’t get it. I mean, I understood what she was telling me, but to me it fell under to each their own; consenting adults and all that. 

“Don’t worry about it.”

Her hurt became anger.

“That’s all he wanted to do David.”

Her voice rose and then cracked.

“To suck other guys cum out of my fucking pussy! He wanted to let Mark and his friends come over and fuck me and… He almost never fucked me after that…”

I forced myself to just listen; trying to stay calm with her anger and hurt.

She inhaled deeply.

“He didn’t want to just watch… he wanted their fucking cum! That’s why I left him David… I caught him sucking some guys dick when I was supposed to be fucking his friend in the other room.”

She turned and left the room. I heard the bedroom door slam shut…

I’m not sure how long I sat there. It seemed like hours, trying to figure all this shit out. Eventually I went down the hallway and tapped on the door.

“I-I’m okay David.”

I eased the door open and peeked around the edge. She was sitting on the end of the bed, a box of Kleenex on one side of her and the empty margarita glass on the dresser. There were several used tissues scattered around and in the small waste paper basket near her feet.

“Can I come in?”

She smiled, wiped her nose and patted the bed next to her. I sat down and wrapped my arm around her shoulder. We looked at each other in the mirror that ran the length of the dresser for a bit before I finally kissed my wife…

We made love twice that night. Well I tried anyway. The second time, I fell asleep as that sweet little mouth tried to nurse my very sore, very tired cock back to life. When I drug my ass out of bed the next morning, I just watched her sleeping for a bit before meandering around the house picking up this or that. I was making a half-hearted attempt at breakfast when she padded into the front room and curled up in my recliner. She looked like a little girl, bundled into her heavy green, terry cloth robe. All I could see were those big brown eyes, and her red tipped toes peeking out from under it.

“Good Morning Mare.”

“Morning.”

I poured her a cup and went into the living room. She didn’t want the coffee.

“You still love me?”

I chuckled.

“Of course I do.”

“Promise?”

I kissed her on the forehead.

“Even more than when I married you.”

She smiled.

“Then what’s for breakfast?”

I looked down her and decided she was damn near perfect.

“Carmichaels?”

She jumped out of the recliner and went to get dressed… 

Things were pretty good the next couple of weeks or so; I didn’t say anything about what had happened and she didn’t push any more. I’d pretty much decided that while I loved watching her tease, the other stuff wasn’t what I wanted, at least for now. I still hadn’t got a good handle on every thing yet. 

Besides that, I was getting laid regularly, even when I was late getting home after several deliveries on a Tuesday night. Things were busy at the office, my little side business was making me crazy and the boys were getting excited about their vacation with Alan the week before Labor Day. The all-American family! We even set up a tent in the back yard so the boys could get used to sleeping in one. (Alex, the youngest spoiled out little romance the first night they were out there, claiming he was to cold. His wide-eyed explanation told us otherwise.)

The week before they were going, I was at Al’s, picking up a second order in as many weeks. 

“Things picking up in your world huh?”

I was trying to stuff a second pound into my play mate cooler.

“Yeah. One of my regs has opened shop. Fucking accountant? Can you believe that?”

He laughed.

“You ever think about getting your place wired?”

I hadn’t; Mary was there most of the time and there were other things we wanted. We didn’t even own a computer.

“Not really.”

“With you stepping up in the world, you might consider it; at least an alarm.”

“Mary’s there most of the time.”

“Trouble alarm would make it safer for her too… Tell you what, come on and check this out.”

Al had always been quiet about his place. He never talked about his alarm system, even after knowing him almost five years. You knew it was there, the signs out front made that clear. I always made it point not to be nosy; it was just good business and safer that way. You called, showed up when you were told and he would be ready: then you left. But things seemed to be changing between us. My price had even dropped a little on this particular purchase.

I liked it.

He led me towards the front bedroom that he turned into a study. 

“Al!”

I’m not sure who was shocked more, me or the big tittied blonde that was standing there trying to cover her self with a teal colored robe.

“Thought you were getting ready for work?”

Al didn’t sound happy. She glared at him, glanced at me and then looked back at him. 

“I was checking my e mail…”

“Uhuh.”

She finished knotting the sash on the thin material that ended about mid thigh on her tanned legs.

“I got company.” 

He definitely was not happy.

“I-I’m sorry…”

She started to pass him. He put his hand on her shoulder.

“Go ahead and finish.”

She stopped, looking up at him. She couldn’t have been more than five one, five two maybe. 

“I-I already did.”

He nodded, lowering his hand. She shot past me and disappeared.

“Close the door David.”

I did. He inhaled deeply.

“She had trouble with her ol’ man and I told her she could stay here a couple of days.”

I nodded. 

“It’s turned into a week already.”

“Oh?”

He chuckled.

“She’s a great piece of ass my friend. Wanna check it out?”

I just looked him…

He started laughing.

“Come here.”

He opened two of the doors on the black entertainment center that filled almost half the wall and turned on the TV. When the picture popped up, it was divided into four smaller images. 

“Four port color automatic splitter”

He pushed a button and the screen was filled with the blonde moving around the bedroom.

“The guest room.”

She was going through the top drawer of the dresser, her nicely shaped bottom pointing towards the bed. I swallowed hard.

“Not exactly what I was going to show you, but it’ll do.”

I looked at him.

“Go ahead. I don’t mind.”

I looked back at the screen. She was gone.

“In the bathroom. She’s due at work in thirty minutes or so.”

“Wow.”

“Twelve hundred bucks. I got half the house wired plus the entry and pool in back.”

“No shit?”

“There she is.”

The robe was open as she went back to the dresser. She had some great tits. She slipped the robe off oh her shoulders, laid it on the bed and picked up some black panties. I watched her step into them and slide them up to her hips. She had nice legs, a little thin for my taste, but nice. Sweet little ass too. But it was her tits that held my attention; they were huge, her big caramel nipples framed by two pale triangles inside the rich tan of the rest of her body.

“They cost her ol’ man four-grand.”

I looked at him.

“Her tits.”

I shook my head.

“You can hardly tell. She’s got a little scar under each one.”

I looked back. She was hooking the matching black bra and then slid it around her body. Those magnificent tits swayed, shaking a bit as she slipped one arm and then the other through the thin straps. I sighed as she tucked them away from my hungry eyes.

“Like that eh?”

“Who wouldn’t.”

He chuckled again. 

“If she was mine, she’d never wear a fucking bra.”

She was stepping into a very nice black dress, wiggling her hips as she tugged it past them. Al shut off the TV.

“She might want to say good bye.”

I nodded my head.

“I got some others after she leaves if you’re interested?”

I smiled.

“If you insist.”…

When I finally got home that evening, the boys were already in the pajamas, waiting for me in front of the TV. After they had given my hugs hello, they both ran off to get the ‘surprise’ their mother had gotten them. Mary was a little pissed at my being so late, but she was always cool in front of the kids.

“You know how much I worry when you go there and say you’ll be back at a certain time. Gawd David, you’re two hours late!”

I tried to give her a kiss. She turned her head away. Alec’s excited voice stopped the argument before it got started.

“Real army belts and a ‘possible’ pouch and a canteen…”

I smiled at our youngest

“Possible pouch?”

“That’s what the man at the store called them.”

Stevie was standing back, letting his brother go first. I nodded my head.

Mary got up.

“I am going to take my shower…”

She kissed me on the cheek.

“You boys need to get ready for bed.”

I looked at their fallen faces.

“What’s a ‘possible’ pouch?”

Mary glared at me before turning and going down the hall…

Thirty minutes later, after I tucked the boys in, I found my loving wife sitting on the bed dragging a wide pink comb through her still wet hair. I leaned over the bed; she slipped off the other side, so I moved between the door and the end of the bed.

“I need to kiss the boy’s good night.”

“They’re already asleep.”

I caught her around the waist as she tried to pass, pulling her back against me.

“David.”

Sliding my hands upward, I covered her breasts.

“David!”

Familiarity found her nipples through the terry cloth robe. She tried to pull away. I tightened my fingers.

”No.”

I pushed her forward onto the bed. She tried scrambling away. Catching her ankle, I drug her back to the end where I was. The robe slid up her firm thighs. She tried pushing the robe down over her legs. Turning her over, I got on the bed and straddled her waist, pinning her small hands just above her head.

She stopped struggling. When I tired to kiss her, she turned her face away; I nibbled on her neck instead. She wasn’t buying it. Straightening, I opened the front of her robe. Her heavy breasts rose and fell slowly. I captured a raspberry colored nipple in between my lips. The crinkley skin tightened immediately. She held still. I slid off her, half holding both her wrists in my left hand and opened the robe fully.

“Gawd Mare… I never get tired of you.”

She looked up at me as I rolled her nipples gently, first one and then the other. When I tried to kiss her again, she parted her lips, letting me explore her mouth. She still didn’t respond. 

“Ok.”

I thought about Al and Susan, the blonde that was staying with him: seeing her on her back, those wonderful tits pushed up between her arms as she pressed the small white vibrator between her thighs. And Al… standing at the end of the bed, leaning against the dresser, calmly smoking a joint.

I worked my hand between Mary’s thighs; she grudgingly parted them, allowing me limited access to her freshly trimmed mound. I found her clit and began circling it.

She started to roll away. I pressed down hard on her wrists, forcing my hand further between her legs.

“N-no.”

I pushed my finger inside.

She gasped.

“David.”

I worked the single digit deeper, feeling the moisture that had already gathered there. Bending, I covered her nipple, sucking it hard. She began struggling again, but didn’t try and free her self. I worked another finger inside, curling them, pressing against her pelvic bone. 




Fantasies Shared Ch. 05



“Ughh.”

I nipped at the swollen skin between my lips before attacking her other nipple.

“Damn you.”

I began a slow fingering of her rapidly wetting opening. I sucked her nipple hard, lashing at it, nipping at the tip. Easing my fingers free, I slid them through her swelling folds and began massaging the hard little knot at their top.

She groaned softly.

I kissed my way over her breasts and along the side of neck before covering her mouth with mine. She thrust her tongue into my mouth, searching, probing; her warm breath mixing with my own.

I eased both fingers back inside, feeling the wet warmth cling to my fingers. I broke the kiss and looked down at her.

“Is this what My little girl wants?”

She nodded her head. I slipped my fingers free, lightly stroking the open, slippery skin deep between her wide spread thighs.

“Tell me.”

Her eyes clouded.

I stopped.

“Tell me.”

She swallowed hard, lifting her hips against my hand. I kissed her fore head.

“Tell me.”

“Y-yes.”

I drove my wet digits deeply inside my wife’s wet and open sex. 

“Ooohhhhh.”

I covered her mouth with my own, teasing her searching tongue with the tip of my own. She lifted her hips against my thrusting fingers, trying to get more of them inside.

I pulled away from her and off the bed.

She froze, looking up at me. I slowly opened my shirt, staring down at her. She moved her hand between her legs.

“No.”

She stopped. 

Tossing my shirt away, I loosened my belt as I stepped out of my shoes. She was panting, watching my hands.

“Take off the robe.”

She got to her knees, her eyes never leaving my hands, and removed the heavy green material. Her nipples were hard, dark pink, and swollen. The small areola was wrinkled and well defined. She licked her lips as I slid my jeans off my hips. She leaned forward on her hands. 

I remembered another tape of the small breasted girl at Als; dark skinned, big eyes, looking over her shoulder at Al as she rested on her hands and elbows, her cute, heart shaped ass high in the air: ‘please’…

The long conversation and Al’s words filtered through my excitement as I watched my wife fill her hand with my very hard, leaking cock and run her tongue around the end. ‘It’s all about control’. 

When her hungry mouth covered over half of my erection, I tangled my fingers in her hair.

“Look at me.”

She did, those big brown eyes filled with love and need. 

Things were starting to make sense now…



Fantasies Shared



“Not really.”

“But you liked what happened at ABC’s?”

“Y-yes.”

Her fingers circled the base, squeezing lightly and bringing it straight up from my belly.

“You know how I love sucking cock.”

I nodded.

“I like to feel you grow in my mouth as you get harder and thicker.”

Her hand was moving again.

“I love the taste of cum Baby.”

“Tell me.”

She inhaled deeply.

“We were visiting his parents and after they went to bed, he took me to this crummy little bar he used to hang out at. I think he knew about everybody there and we finally ended up in a corner booth with some friend he went to school with.”

She rubbed her cheek against the head, holding my eyes.

“Are you sure you want to hear this?”

I nodded.

“They took turns buying shots and the more we drank the more his friend stared at my tits. When his friend got up to go to the bathroom, Luis reached over and opened my blouse even more than it already was.”

She ran her tongue over the head still holding my eyes and her hand slowing a little.

“That’s when he told me I should make his friend happy and him proud. The guy was back before I could say anything, sliding in the booth next to me this time.”

That little pink tongue slid over her lips and then along the underside of my cock.

“You’re so hard baby.”

She nibbled her way down my cock and then licked her way up.

“Gawd, I want to cum again David.”

I reached down and guided her face back up to mine, kissing her gently. She slipped her tongue deep into my mouth. I toyed with a very hard nipple before urging her to climb over my waist. She pressed tight against me. I needed to know. I slapped her ass lightly.

“David!”

“Finish.”

She straightened, straddling my waist and ran her finger lightly over my face. 

“I love you.”

I slapped her ass again. She whimpered, her knees gripping my lower ribs.

“They started talking again with me between them. Luis had his hand on my thigh, slowly working the hem of my skirt up. His friend was turned sideways, talking to Luis and staring inside my open blouse and down at my legs. I got so hot David.”

She reached between us and under her, filling her hand with my cock. She edged down my body. When the throbbing head touched her soaked opening, she pushed back, trapping it just inside. I slapped her ass again.

“L-Luis started playing with my pussy Baby. I was so wet. He told me to open my legs. When I did, I closed my eyes. I didn’t want to see his friend or know where he was looking any more. I slid down in the booth just a little, wanting more of Luis’ fingers inside me.”

She was slowly easing back, her wet little cunt swallowing my cock.

“Ooooohhhhhhhhhhh…”

I slapped her ass hard.

“L-Luis let his friend play with my tits Baby.”

She put her hand on my chest, letting her hips rise and fall.

“T-then he let him play with my pussy. They held my legs open and took turns finger fucking me right there in the barrrrrrrr...”

She ground down hard. I strained upward. Her hands dug into my chest. I slapped her ass again.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!”

She collapsed on my chest. I just held her, stroking her hair, enjoying her vibrating sex.

Mary was putty after that, all soft and willing. It didn’t take long for me to cum the second time after I got started again. I wasn’t sure when she finished hers…

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I was up well before my loving wife the next morning. We still had all day and most of tomorrow before the kids came back. I waited until ten and called Al.

“Just wanted to say thanks for the X.”

He chuckled a bit.

“You want some more?”

I paused for a sec, not wanting to seem to eager.

“Yeah. That might be cool.”

“Give me an hour and come on by.”

I gave him an hour and five minutes and was back as Mary was taking her shower. I hid the X and went into the kitchen to make her coffee. Ten minutes later she was standing in the doorway in her terry cloth robe and staring at me. Mary wasn’t exactly a morning person.

“Where’d you go?”

I handed her her coffee and tried to kiss her on the cheek. She ducked away and settled on the couch.

“Well?”

“I went over to Al’s for a sec.”

She was looking at me over the edge of her wake me up.

“For?”

“Good morning to you too.”

She half smiled.

“Good morning.”

She put her coffee on the end table before lifting her legs and tucking her feet against her bottom.

“What did you go to Al’s for?”

“Business.”

She nodded her head.

“You get some more X?”

I tried to look surprised. Her eyes told me not to bother. I was busted.

“When did you know?”

“I wasn’t sure at first. I know how much you hate it. Then at Todd’s… When Jeramy was flirting with me: I just knew.”

I didn’t say anything. She picked up her coffee, letting the quiet linger between us. I waited. She finally inhaled deeply.

“How do you feel about what happened with Luis and his friend?”

I wondered if she was more upset about the X or telling me about the ex.

“I spent some time thinking about it. It doesn’t matter.”

She slipped off the couch and covered the short distance between us, wrapping her hands around my neck.

“Are you sure?”

“Yeah.”

I kissed her lightly on the forehead. She pressed her cheek against my chest.

“Why did you want to get me all fucked up? Are things that bad?”

I wasn’t ready for this. I knew she was.

“I love you.”

Her fingers tightened behind my neck.

“And I love you. But that’s not answering my question David.”

I’d been here before. You know what I mean. One of those moments in time that change everything. What the fuck? I didn’t have that much to lose. Just her, the kids and everything I had rebuilt in the last three plus years. Maybe…

“I don’t care what happened with you and Luis or what you did with him.”

I waited. It didn’t work.

“Is it that important to you that I dress like a whore David? Show my tits to some stranger?”

I hugged her tight, feeling smaller than I ever had with her before.

“N-no.”

She looked up at me.

“Are you bored with me Babe?”

Ouch. I wanted to slip free, go back to bed and start last night over. 

“I-I’m sorry Mary.”

She sighed against my chest. 

“Don’t be.”

Now I was confused. Some where from some one I remembered: Just shut up and listen.

I kissed her still damp hair.

“It’s me too. I like it when men look at me.”

She lifted her eyes and met mine.

“I guess I always knew that. But then Luis was cruel and Steve hated me for it. That’s why I wanted you David. I knew you liked it right away. The way you smiled when we went shopping and I picked out the sexy little outfits you always bought me, even when we couldn’t afford it.”

She rubbed her nose against the tip of my own.

“I just worry about us is all: and the boys. They really love you David. Almost as much as I do.”

Talk about a kick in the balls! One minute I’m losing everything and now I had it all and everything else I wanted. At least I thought so. Life was good...