15 comments/ 75668 views/ 15 favorites Jennifer's Innocence By: doctorknow Let me tell you a little about Jennifer. She is my wife and is 20 years old. We were married two years ago. I met her when she was eight. Her father is the pastor of our church and as you might suspect, she was raised in a very conservative manner and was allowed to participate in normal social events, like dating, but her parents were very attentive and generally present to oversee her social activities as they were generally church events. Her mom and dad were pillars of the community and a very attractive couple. Ladies in the congregation swooned over the pastor and the men hovered over his wife. While she was strikingly attractive she was so prim and proper and modestly dressed at all times she did not manifest a sexual presence. Everybody loved and respected the pastor's wife. With his charismatic oral skills and her delightful engaging personality, they were the perfect couple. This created a family atmosphere to always behave appropriately, respect everyone, and always do the right thing. Accordingly, Jennifer knew that she was not to have sex until she was a married woman. Most of the boys dated Jennifer for a short time and moved on. While she was stunningly attractive, she permitted no boy to get to first base. Some light kissing, and little else. Her reluctance to allow a boy to get her to open her mouth generally left them frustrated with dating her. I began dating Jennifer early on. She was so much fun to be with, I accepted her strict rule of kissing only and I never pressured her as from the start, I saw her as the perfect girl who was fun to be with and wife material as she was chaste. I figured with her perfect looks and her parents' genes she would always be a ten -- as a mother and a wife. I would also like to describe Jennifer physically. She is 5' 6", 120 lbs., and 36C - 22 -- 35. She has an absolutely flat stomach, a great ass that fills her slacks provocatively, and the best part -- her tits -- cannot be improved. She is a red head, with some interesting freckles that make her look like a teenager, but back to her tits, they match her fair complexion. Her aureoles are larger than most and they are very pink and puffy and capped with nipples that are very prominent in width and length when excited. If Jennifer were in a wet tee shirt contest, she could win without baring her breasts. Her mom is 38 years old and I suspect Jen will look exactly like her at that age. She is always mistaken for Jen's older sister. Jen looks like a 17 year old because her body is so tight and her mom would be taken for mid-twenties. Men stare at them constantly despite their conservative dress. So, now I come to the point of my story. Sex with Jen has not been as good as it has been when we first married two years ago. Don't get me wrong, she stills makes me hard just by focusing on me or undressing or touching me, but the sex is always the same. Frankly, I never really approached Jen about our sexual activities and so we have always had sex in the missionary position as Jen was quite modest when we first had sex on our honeymoon and we just fell into that rut. Consequently, Jen would get me so hot that I could not last more than 10 minutes fucking her and then her modesty drove her to the bathroom to remove all evidence of our encounter and presto she was squeaky clean and fresh again. I loved her intensely and we were the best of friends since we met so I just told her we had to talk and I explained about how I wanted a better sexual relationship. She took it very well perhaps because she knows how she impacts my body with her looks and touch. She simply kissed me sweetly on the mouth and told me to tell me what I wanted to do going forward and she would do whatever was necessary to please me. I ecstatic and so our lives started to change instantly. "Jen can we go the mall and shop for some clothes?" She agreed. I asked her to wear a summer dress with no underwear. She was absolutely startled and began to reply with a comment and then just stopped herself and got up to take a shower. Minutes later, all fresh and innocent, she walked into the room wearing a simple white dress and I almost fell over as you could faintly make out the size of her aureoles and the nipple protruding slightly. "Are you sure you want me to go like this" she said, with a hint of uncertainty and some nervousness. I said yep and she headed into the garage. When we got in the car, she asked if we could go a mall in a larger nearby city so she would not have to worry about bumping into any of our acquaintances. I responded no as she should not worry about anyone but us, and she said, "Yes, you're right, honey. I don't know why I even said anything." As we entered the mall, I had felt an erection building and she noticed it. "I guess you like my dress," and she giggled. We went into a sports apparel shop as I knew there would be young guys there. There were and she was watched by several including the staff. I asked her to browse by herself so I could watch her like we were not together. She furrowed her brow but then moved away from me and started going thru some casual women wear. Nothing came of that so I came up with the idea to have her try on some swimsuits. She tried on a couple one piece suits and I asked a young female clerk to help me select some two piece suits that would be go for a second honeymoon at a tropical resort. When I handed Jen the three suits, she just stared at me as if to say, you can't be serious. I said nothing and just stood there waiting for her to speak. She said, "OK" and went to the dressing room. The first suit was a black bikini that had the most material and just provided some serious cleavage. The sales clerk commented, "that is very hot, it fits you like a glove." When Jen came out in the second suit, it was a skimpier white one, and now two male clerks were conveniently close by. As this top covered less breast area , you could see how her breasts jiggled with every step. I made Jen, albeit reluctantly, move into a larger area where I could step back and see her from farther way and appraise the suit. I did not need to further assess but it made her practically walk over to the guys who definitely checking her out. She quickly went back to the dressing room and I saw she was a bit flushed as her freckles betrayed her. I knew that meant she was getting a little wet. When Jen came out in third red bikini, it took by breath away and I felt my dick harden. Red is her color and this bikini barely covered her aureoles. And, her bottoms tied on sides and left a lot of hip and ass cheek on display. Jen seemed quite uncomfortable and hesitated when I asked her to move to the larger area so I could check it out. She stalled some more but then went over to the same two guys. One of the guys spoke to her and Jen quickly, tits bouncing, returned to the dressing room. I bought all three suits. TO BE CONTINUED... Jennifer's Innocence Ch. 02 I am Ray and I am married to the sweetest wife known to man. Jen has stunning looks, a great body, and her 36c's are to die for. I am the only guy who has ever seen Jen nude except a few doctors who never really saw all of her naked at once. Well, as I said in my previous introduction to Jen and I, she had lead a very conservative life as a pastor's daughter and after I spoke to her about wanting her to please me she quickly agreed to go shopping at the mall and try on swimsuits. It gave me quite the erection just having two store clerks check her out in the very revealing suits. When we returned home to the mall, I must have thanked her several times for getting me hard as rock. I dropped my drawers to show her my rock hard cock standing straight up and at its full size just under 7 inches. Jen giggled, and said, "I see your excitement, I noticed it all the way home, I think it's so cute you love me that much." I told her I was so pleased I could hardly wait to further explore the choices before us regarding sex. Jen furrowed her brow, and said, "What are you thinking sweetie? you're acting silly." "Sweetheart, I love you so much I just want to grow our physical relationship. Surely, you know that we are rather dull and predictable and yet we still get all worked up over each other, just imagine what it would be like if we did some of the stuff you see in movies." "I guess," she said tentatively "but what exactly are you thinking?" "Well, I am not sure but I want to try some stuff." Jen seemed a bit hesitant, and started to say, "Well....." I cut her off by touching her hand to politely interrupt her and I said, "Look honey we have a week's vacation to take and I want to go someplace where they have hot weather and see you out in public in the three suits you just bought." "And, it would be far enough away where we would not know anyone, so what's the harm there?" The next day, I showed her my plan. We were going to take a trip to a foreign beach resort where they have everything a tourist could want at their disposal and clothing would be sexy and exciting. It was a risqué facility and I had heard some male parishioners who took their wives there and were totally stunned at the liberal behavior of the clientele. I withheld that information from Jen as I figured she would just find out when we got there and I would not make her do anything she did not want to but I figured if it all works out we should have some real adventuresome fun. Jen agreed and we made all the arrangements and on my advice, we were just taking off for a week with no specific destination so we did not have to explain or give more details. When we arrived at the resort, Jen could not get over how beautiful it was. We had this luxurious cabana hut that was very nicely appointed with a magnificent bed with wonderful sheets and pillows fit for royalty. There was inside/outside shower where you could rinse off sand before entering the interior bath and shower area on one wall and opposite it there was a first class Jacuzzi with a wet bar adjacent to it. It was definitely not a work area; it was totally devoted to pure comfort and relaxation. After our cabana boy showed us all the amenities, we settled in and planned our first meal which would be dinner at a plush eatery just 100 yards away in a common area where could meet other guests. Jen selected a flowered Hawaiian dress that was fairly modest but it could not conceal her lovely breasts that jiggled due to the lightly support bra she chose. I went with a tee shirt and shorts, we both wore sandals, mine simple and Jen's bit more stylish as the straps wrapped up her ankle to her lower leg. As we approached the eatery we could see it was open to the weather and wind which created a nice tropical breeze. I noticed a few men watch Jen battle the sand for footing and as she struggled unevenly her breasts were quite the jiggling sight. I was really proud of the looks Jen was getting. Most of the women there were young and pretty and almost all were dressed more provocatively then Jen. She was a fashion plate and they were generally dressed to get male attention. I don't think there were two bras in the place and Jen had one of them. We had a nice meal and some great tropical drinks served in a coconut with flowers floating in them. They were made of rum and fruit and they were quite tasty. Jen loved hers and I encourage her to have two. I did as well and just after I wolfed down the first one, I could feel the heat in my chest as it was more alcohol than it seemed like. Our waiter was very focused on Jen. He complimented her on her perfume, her dress, her shoes, and her hair....it was ridiculous and Jen was soaking it all up. "I really like the service here, they make you feel like you're an honored guest or VIP." "Yep, that is what they do." I added, it's all part of the package." Our waiter overheard that remark and he commented, "Don't forget the free welcome massage for first day arrivals, it is the best way to end the long day of travel and enjoy the mood of the island." "Oh good, that sounds perfect to end the day and get all my aches attended to." It did sound great and I asked how we get that arranged. "Oh, not to worry, you just set the coconut on your bed outside the door and your masseur will arrive at midnight." "That's cool", said Jen, "I can't wait!" I noted the reference to masseur and I felt a twinge in my groin. I encouraged Jen to finish her second drink. On the way back to the cabana, we stopped to remove Jen's sandal and she enjoyed the feel of the sand and she was giggling from the alcohol, two was her limit. When we got back to our hut, I noticed the wet bar was well stocked with little alcohol drinks that were inventoried. They were like the airplane drinks. Tiny, but all alcohol and as you removed one from its slot, they would bill you for your usage and replenish. I wanted Jen prepped to be receptive to the massage so I coaxed into drinking one while we waited another 10 minutes for the masseur. Juan Pablo showed up just as Jen finished her drink. He said to call him JP and that he was here for the free, first night massage. He offered an island massage, a dream massage, or the romantic message. He recommended the dream massage for first-nighters as it was certain to produce a restful sleep. He instructed Jen to get undressed and return with the robe and just her bra and panties underneath. Jen took a while as you could hear her fumbling with her clothing and moments later she returned in her short robe. It was also somewhat sheer and you could make out that she was just wearing a bra and panties. JP held up a large cover sheet while Jen removed the robe and laid prone on her stomach as JP covered her from shoulder to knee with the sheet. Jen was fully relaxed and feeling no pain and she had her eyes closed as if she was anticipating sleep. JP had some oils on a nearby dresser and began to apply it to Jen's shoulders and she immediately was remarking verbally on how great it felt. She was like putty in his hands and JP worked down her arms and back pressing deeper with every minute. He then repeated this pattern with her feet working up to her thighs. As he did, her first folder the top down and then the bottom up until the sheet covered just her ass. Jen cooed and encouraged JP by telling him how wonderful his hands felt and that all her aches had melted away. JP picked up the pace somewhat and now his hands were pressing down on her panty tops and moving slightly under them to reach her tailbone and he spent some time focused on that spot and I could see her toes curl with each stroke. JP noticed it as well and he then gave the soles of her feet some deep and brisk attention and as he did so he bet her leg all the way up to meet her upper thighs and he was alternately impacting her panty covered ass as he bounced back and forth on her areas all around her ass. He then began stroking her sides up to her armpits and he reached across her torso and lifted and pulled her far arm up and towards him and it slightly lifted Jen's breast off the table and he had some serious access to the side of her breast covered only by a sheer bra. Jen seemed oblivious to this intrusion and I had a definite erection and I was shifting uncomfortably with its developing hardness. Moments later, he abruptly stopped. Without thinking, Jen stepped off the table and covering her cleavage modestly, turned to JP and thanked him for the "best massage I ever had." I gave JP $20 and sent him on his way. Surprisingly, my modest wife stood there calmly in her underwear as JP departed. She seemed not to notice her puffy swollen nipples were uncovered by her solitary hand. I step behind her and cupped her tits and remarked that they seemed pretty excited. She leaned back against my chest and thrust out her breasts against my hands and I responded by slipping both hand up and under he bra cups totally dislodging them so that I had my hands overflowing with Jen's excited tits. I pinched her nipples between both my thumbs and index fingers and Jen let out a long, slow groan. Suddenly, we heard JP's voice. "Excuse me, sir. I want to leave you with a coupon for 50% off on your next massage." I literally froze as JP calmly stood there scoping my wife's excited tits and I mumbled, "thanks" and JP slowly turned and smiled as he left. "Geez, Jen. I think I just flashed your tits to JP." She shocked me by dreamily commenting, "I bet he has seen a thousand tits." I guess it was the last drink talking. We had a very intense lovemaking session and it seemed that the harder I fucked Jen, the wetter she came and harder she bucked. It was fast and furious and not at all like our home sex. I could hardly wait until tomorrow. The next morning we had a small breakfast brought to our cabana and a young island girl served the food, she wore a sarong that was quite short to mid-thigh and it was quite sexy. She kept her eyes on me and smiled every time I visually looked her way. After she left Jen commented that she was flirting with me right in front of her. After breakfast we decided to get some exercise in the ocean by catching some waves in shallow water. As we neared the water, we were shocked when we noticed almost every young lady was topless and some were nude! Jen kept tugging on my arm to note every individual that crossed our path. Every time a penis came near us, Jen would make a quick comment about how outrageous it was that men could walk around like that. We quickly retreated to our cabana and Jen was bubbling with excitement and shock. "Oh my God, honey, what are we gonna do -- were here for a whole week!" I decided to push the envelope and commented, "When in Rome....", and I undressed. "Honey, you are not going out there, are you crazy?" "Yep. And, so are you." I then pulled down her shorts and panties and removed her shirt and bra. "Sandals too", I said. When she just stood there, I picked her up and threw over my shoulder and I removed her sandals and carried her out of the cabana stark naked listening to her shouts of protest. "You better simmer down, sweetie, everyone is looking your way!" She quieted down and I set her on her feet and grabbed her wrist as I tugged her along towards the water, and moreover, towards the people. I was confident no other gal on the beach would look as Jen did bouncing along with her jiggling tits. As we were passing a well-endowed islander, I stopped and asked him where would be the best spot to sunbathe. As soon as I said it, I was embarrassed by my dumb ass question as I really just spontaneously asked a question to stop him right in front of Jen. He mumbled something as he scoped Jen's tits and I was pretty sure I saw her glance at his impressive equipment. He was totally soft as I was but his cock was eight inches soft and mine was only five and half inches soft. His girth was greater as well. I gave Jen a little slap on her ass that made her jump and her tits bounced and I said, "come on honey, let's check out the water." As we walked, I noticed Jen's nipples starting to puff up a little and her nipples were starting to harden a bit. She was a feast for the eyes. I saw a couple guys tossing a small beach ball around in knee deep water and I pulled Jen over to them and I held up my hands as if to request a throw to me. The taller guy did and then I flipped it to Jen and she tossed it back to him. This little game of catch was perfect as Jen could not suppress her bouncing tits and she was really putting on a display. The water was not quite that warm and Jen's nipples were getting totally hard and puffy. She was a wet dream. I asked Jen to swim out to a raft about a hundred yards off shore and she declined saying she did not want to get her hair wet, so I picked her up on my shoulder facing the two guys who had an excellent view of her ass partially exposed pussy and I dumped her in the water between them. Jen popped up on the water and her tits bounced temptingly and she instinctively raised both hands to pull back her now drenched hair and away from her face. As she did that, her breasts jutted out enticingly and her nipples, from the cooler water, hardened to their fully glory and her puffy pink aureoles swelled to their fullest splendor. Man was she looking hot! We retreated to the beach and both guys eyes were glued to her ass. They had to be very impressed and envious of me, for sure! For good measure, I gave Jen a good whack on her ass and you could see the mark made by hand. Jen told me to stop as I totally embarrassing her. As we walked down the beach, I recognize the approaching nude male. It was JP and he had his eyes locked on Jen. He walked right up to her like I wasn't even standing there and gave her a light kiss on her lips and then he whispered briefly in her ear. Jen blushed, so I know it was something flirtatious. We talked briefly and JP suggested Jen put her coconut out soon so he could get his special romance massage. Jen quickly responded, "I'd love one, thanks." With that he shook my hand and then wrapped both arms around my nude wife and pressed her against his chest totally flattening her tits. With her stiff hard nipples that had to be noticeable to both of them. As we walked away, I snuck up to Jen from behind and reached under her arms and pinched her nipples and twisted them briefly. "I think I know someone who getting into being nude." She said nothing. When we got back to the cabana, I made Jen sit on my cock cowgirl style and fuck me. It was our first time and I tugged feverishly on her nipples to fuel her passion. It was one of the best fucks we ever had. We curled up, and dozed off. About an hour later, I woke up and I could smell the sex in our bed! Jen did not get up and shower off and clean her pussy! I pulled the flimsy little sheet off her and admired her hot body. She was on her side and sound asleep. I rolled her gently onto her back and spread her legs enough so I could get my head up to her pussy and I placed my nose right into her red bush and inhaled her sex. My God, it made by cock twitch. I nuzzled into her pussy lips to get even more aroma and my cock started to harden. Holy shit. I hope she doesn't wake up was my only thought. Wanting not to pass up this rare opportunity to sniff the aftermath of my wife's used pussy, I extended my tongue and pressed it into her lower cunt lips and I pressed and slid it upward to her clit and nibbled on it. I heard Jen moan slowly. I just kept repeating this and with each upward stroke I pressed harder and nibbled harder and soon Jen was wriggling her hips and pressing her now wet pussy lips up to meet my tongue lapping. This was our first oral sex. My cock was harder than it has ever been in my life. It was literally pulsing and I could feel it press against her lower leg. I almost wanted to fuck her leg. Suddenly, I could not help myself. I put a hand under each thigh and I slid Jen's ass to the bottom edge of the bed and lined up my cock with her inflamed pussy lips and I slid easily into her as she was dripping wet. I then noticed Jen eyes were wide open she was asking me to do it harder and then she started talking to me with wide open eyes begging me to fuck her. "Oh, my dear God. Please fuck me honey, fuck me honey, oh yes....dear God please make him fuck me harder, make him fuck me faster, oh baby, please push it in me deeper.....please honey harder , harder, ahhhhh! Oh that feels so goooood, oh my God, dear God I'm going to ...I'm going to cum or sweetie, oh my dear God.....I 'm going to .....going to.........oh fuck, oh ahhhhhh oh God..........eeeee....oh shit oh my God......dear God..........ahhhhhhhhhh." Jen's hips were now a few inches off the bed as she was desperate to get me deeper in her pussy and then she just collapsed back onto the bed and began trembling and shaking as her body quivered for several minutes as her breathing finally slowed down and she crawled up to the pillow, pulled the sheet up, assumed the fetal position and fell back to sleep. She slept two more hours. To be continued... Jennifer's Innocence Ch. 03 I heard my Jennifer's voice, but she sounded so oddly different in her tone and her language. "Ray, come here and carry me to the shower and clean up your dirty pathetic excuse for a wife." I quickly came out of the shower area and scooped her up. "You are not a dirty or pathetic wife." I replied as I carried her to the outside shower area. "No, take me to the inside shower!" "People can see me!" "It's good to be seen, be quiet! you'll just attract attention with your whining." There was a tiled, flat table to recline on and I laid Jen down on her back and directed all three shower outlets directly over her body to focus the gravity feed shower fields to cover her torso from neck to toes. These large round circular heads were just gentle rinse oriented showers to wash away sand. It would work well to rinse off the smell of Jen's body that reeked of sweat and her own internal bodily fluids. Crap! I got an erection just from smelling her as I carried and laid her down. "No, inside Ray"." "No, Jen I just showered in there and the humidity is heavy in there for now." Secretly, I wanted her outside hoping someone would see me soap her up and work my hands over every hill and valley, nook and cranny. My dick was getting harder as I thought. The water stream was rapidly cooling Jen off as her body was definitely hot and sticky. And, as could be predicted, Jen's nipple swelled to all their glory. Her fiery red hair and was more evident now as her red freckles were now more pronounced from her earlier nude walk in the morning sun. It was even more pronounced by the deeper pink of her aureoles. The sun rays apparently had a similar effect on them. This was a first as Jen had never had her nipples exposed to direct sun light. Her modesty would never have permitted it. Yet, now my wife was willingly lying flat on her back with her legs spread on the wide table fully available to be seen by any casual passerby. My dick was now literally hurting me I was so excited. I quickly fetched the soap bars and the basket of various bathroom amenities to scrub and rub Jen's body with the soaps. Some of these little hand exfoliators would service my goal quite nicely as they would be both abrasive and stimulating to her sensitive areas and particularly her nipples and aureoles. It no time, I had Jen cooing as I rubbed and scrubbed all her favorite areas. She had a lot of them and generally was slightly embarrassed when I aggressively attempted to stimulate these areas in the past. There were no protests today and I was beginning to sense Jen was finally awakening to her sexual needs. I really had her lathered up and I paid particular attention to her erogenous zones as I was on a mission to get her cleaner than she ever did and that was saying a lot. After about ten minutes of this Jen was practically moaning on a steady, soft rhythm. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw an older gentlemen walking directly towards me. He was definitely coming to our cabana as he had changed his path to veer to our structure. As he got closer, he asked permission to continue. "You mind if I have a word with you?" "Not at all, come in. What's on your mind?" "Just was aware you were a new arrival and wanted to introduce myself." In a few more steps, he was going to see the prize on my "work bench" and he was going to see my 8 inches of steel. He was a pretty stocky guy in his mid-50's and he led a life of physical neglect as he had a very fat belly. He was short, fat and well over 250 lbs. He was heavily tanned on his arms and neck the rest of body was stark white. He was totally nude and because he had a bulbous face, he was the classic "please put on your clothes" poster boy. And, because of his weight, his tiny dick -- maybe 3 inches -- almost seemed like the final insult of his appearance. "I saw you and your young wife out on the beach this morning had I told my Linda that young thing has got to have the best body ever to set foot on this island and I live here six months a year for 15 years!" He stepped right on into the shower area, looked straight down on Jen, never looked up and extended his hand. I placed my soapy hand in his and as she vigorously shook it, he exclaimed, "My name is Archie and you sir are the fucking, luckiest sonnabitch that ever lived!" He dropped his hand and looked right down at Jen's tits and he moved around to the middle of the table opposite me with his eyes glued to the elongated, swelled nipples of Jen. "Mother-fucker. Is she legal? This sweetie looks like a teeny." "Oh she's legal alright. My wife, Jen, is 20 years old." "Twenty years old. Fuck, half my fucking possessions are older than that. " "How old are you Archie?" "I am 50 fucking 7 years old." "Man, what I would give to have my way with a hot little number like this one." "You must have sold your soul to the devil to get a work of art like this." "What's your name son?" "Ray." "And her?" "Jennifer" "She's your wife?" "Yes sir." "How long?" "2 years and 2 months." "2 years.....hmm, imagine that and you're still alive." "Fucking girl this hot, could make you fucking die from Cuming too much." "I suppose, I guess I am on borrowed time." "Yes you are son, yes you are." At that moment, Jen spoke. "Ray! Who is this and what is he doing standing over my naked body!" Jen now laid there with one arm crossed over her breasts and her other hand over her exposed bush. "Jen, relax." 'This is Archie and he saw you in all your glory on the beach this morning and he came over here to meet you up close and tell you how beautiful your body was." "Be proud, don't cover yourself. Sit up and let him have a good look. That is what we are here for." Jen just looked at me with a wrinkled, puzzled face but said nothing. I reached over and grabbed her wrist and pulled her arm away from covering her tits. And, at the same time I pulled it up to make Jen sit up and as she did, I put my right hand on her closest leg and pivoted her 90 degrees so her legs dropped down off the table and Jen was now facing Archie directly eye to eye. "And, Archie, this is my drop dead gorgeous wife Jennifer." "Have you ever seen prettier tits?" I had a grasp on both of Jen's upper arms just mid-way between and elbow and the shoulder and I pulled both slightly back which caused Jen's tits to come to full attention in her highly aroused state. I let go of her arms and Jen -- sensing I wanted her to show them off - just slightly bent her shoulders back to keep her tits in the best posture possible. Man, I would have never thought this possible, just yesterday. Archie took this as an invitation and he bent over and took one of Jen's erect nipples into this mouth and he suckled it while his thumb and forefinger twisted and tugged on her other nipple. I could not contain my excitement and I ejaculated on Jen's lower back. Archie took his dear, sweet time. He released the first nipple from his mouth and sucked in the other nipple and began to twist and tug on the first nipple. Jen moaned and I could see her pressing her upper body towards Archie to encourage him. "Oh, mister, that feels so goooood." I reached forward with my arms and I dragged my fingernails up the outside on Jen's thighs to her hips and the let returned my fingertips to almost her knees and dragged them back to her hips. I did it very lightly as this was often what I did for Jen after a bath as I dried her gently with a towel and occasionally teased her skin to produce goose bumps and make her nipples swell. The goose bumps immediately appeared and I suspected that Jen's nipples were responding to Archie's sensual stimulation. I decided to up the ante. I slid my arms up under Jen's armpits and pulled her back to lower her back to the same plane of her hips. Archie knew just what to do. He let his mouth drop down Jen's abdomen until it found her pussy lips. He then proceeded to give the same attention downstairs that she had received upstairs and he was quite gentle yet focused on pleasuring this perfect, female specimen. "Jennifer. You are so dripping wet I know you are going to cum for me real soon, aren't you honey?" "Ah hum." It was all she could muster. I could feel Jen trying to wriggle her pussy lips to heighten the pleasure as she was now moaning much louder now. I let her head rest on my soft cock that was starting to twitch and harden again. Ray was pretty sure that Archie knew his dick was unworthy of Jen's sweet pussy and he was hoping that Archie would be seasoned and skilled at cunnilingus. Evidently, he was. Archie was not picking up the pace on those perfect pussy lips. Ray could see him focused on her clit and expertly biting, pulling, twisting her clitoris and it was hardening and becoming quite extended under his attention. Ray felt like he was getting a great lesson on how to orally please Jen as she was feverishly bucking her hips and begging for more. "Oh, mister, please don't stop, this feels so good..so good...so good, oh my God, I think I am going to explode, and then Jen's whole body started to shudder and she bucked once, then twice and screamed, "Ray, he's making me cum....Ray ...aaaaaaagghhhhhh ...oh my eeeeeeeeewwwww that feels so good and then Ray felt her buck and he saw Archie's face get immersed in Jen's juices. Ray could no believe it. He had no idea that Jen's pussy could do that. He suddenly was immersed in Jen's very recognizable odor but it very pungent and strong to Ray's nostrils. He never smelled this much of his wife. It was twofold at least from the scent she typically generated. Jen was quiet now and her body was quivering. Again, Ray had never seen this and he was getting alarmed because Jen's body was quivering and it seemed to be increasing rapidly. Was she having a seizure? Archie was not relenting. He was now lapping her cunt lips like a doggie in a water bowl. Ray wanted him to back off. "Hey Archie. I am getting a little concerned maybe you should stop, I think Jen has had enough." "Relax boy, you ain't seen nothing yet. The best is yet to come. I am going to rock her world. She is going to go crazy in a moment so hold on her and watch and learn young man. This will be the lesson of your life." With that, Archie inserted his index finger into Jen and started probing in and out and Jen seemed to immediately come back to attention. "Oh no, Ray tell him to stop, I don't want no more." Ray heard her but he also saw her hips rising up to meet the finger assault. He then realized that Archie's other hand reached up to pinch one of her nipples and Jen jumped like she received an electrical jolt. "Ow, no no no that hurts. No mister, don't pinch my nipples their sore, please ouch." "Mister stop!" Archie did kind of stop the pinching so Ray figured he was backing off. But, Archie was on a mission. Next, he pulled and stretched her nipple out to the point that Ray thought he was being careless and with no regard to injury but again Jen was still bucking up to Archie's mouth but with greater physical effort. "Oh, mister, stop, I have had enough. My nipples are sore please don't.." Archie responded my inserting a second finger and increasing the pumping into her pussy at a much more furious rate and Jen seemed overwhelmed by this aggressive finger fucking. But, again she seemed to just buck harder and Ray was having a hard time holding his wife as she was trying to throw her hip off the table to meet the rapidly increasing pumping of the fingers, and now to Ray's amazement Archie has three fingers buried in Jen's pussy and she was so wet that Ray could feel some pungent droplets from Jen's pussy hitting his face and lips. He again recognized this smell and taste so he was pretty sure Archie was making progress on whatever he was trying to do. "Oh mister. Fuck me with your fingers! Yes, give it to me harder, I want you to do it faster, do it harder, oh mister that feels so gooooooood, so reaaalllly good, please faster." "Hold on baby, I am going to make you cum so hard, you're going be begging for me to suck that clit right down my throat!" "I am going to yank your nipples baby ... hang on for the ride of your life." Archie began pinching her abused nipple again and this time he got a different response. "Oh mister you wanna hurt my nipple? Go ahead tug on it you fucker, you dirty rotten fucker. Yeah you fucker." Ray could not believe his ears to hear Jen say those words, to say that word like that. Archie had pushed some button alright and Jen was not yelling about pain or asking Archie to stop. It sounded more like a dare or encouragement. Archie was in full attack mode now. Hi mouth was all over Jen's pussy. He was licking it, sucking it, biting her clit and biting the insider of her thighs. And, now his three finger assault was stretching her pussy lips apart so he could lick her deeper and then -- Ray had never seen or heard of this -- he raised his flat hand and smacked Jen right on her pussy! And, Jen immediately responded."oooo yeah, hit me again Mister, go ahead do it." And, Archie responded with another smack on her pussy and she asked for it again. Also, he began attacking the other tit, yanking, pulling and slapping her nipple and ruggedly squeezing her entire tit. As once before, Jen's body started to shudder all over and she violently had another orgasm. Jen's body was seemingly quivering and as Archie stood up, Jen began very aggressively pinching and squeezing and tugging and stretching her own nipples the moment Archie abandoned them. While she did this, she continued to spasm repeatedly and one of her hands when down to her abandoned clit and pulled on it and she pulled her legs up and onto to the table and assumed the fetal position and she was moaning while she reached back and rubbed her pussy with her fingertips and went silent. Archie looked at Ray. "How did you like that son?" "That, Archie was the most amazing thing I have ever seen." "You made Jen cum over and over again and you onlyu used your mouth and fingers." "Yep, sex is like real estate, young man." "Location, location, location" "Women always please their men. Men seldom please them." "Most intercourse involves faked orgasms because men focus on their needs and not their woman's needs." "Ejaculation is a man's goal and once he achieves it, he rarely finishes her." "If a man perfects cunnilingus, he will always be popular with women, always." "Women can control men with a blowjob, men can do that with just licking their cunts until he licks the last hair off." I decided I had to repay Archie for his contribution to our sexual learning. I can't wait to see what Jen has to say. As Archie walked away, Ray returned to the task at hand. Get Jen squeaky clean with soap and water and hope another stranger doesn't stop by. Soon, he had Jen all fresh an clean. He applied lotion to her breasts and inner thighs, carried her nude body back to the bed and they slept all curled up in the spoon position for another two hours. Ray fell asleep a changed man. Jen, he thought as he drifted off, was more than changed. He was certain she would never be the same again. She was a new woman. He couldn't imagine what was next on the horizon. TO BE CONTINUED...