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She's the Best!

By: a_wanker



Copyright 2008 by A. Wanker. All rights reserved.

It's not surprising that I didn't hear Stacy come in, for I was completely focused on the beautiful, round, back end of my neighbor, Kathy, who was face down on the bed with her pale white ass up in the air, fingering her clit while I drove my rock hard cock into her soaking wet pussy. 

Each stroke produced a squeak from the bed, a grunt from me, and an "oh, yeah!" from her. Squeak, grunt, oh yeah! Squeak, grunt, oh yeah! I was on my knees, fucking her doggy-style, and staring intently at her milky white butt, as if in a trance, as I squeezed and massaged it with both hands. Her beautiful ass cheeks felt both soft and firm in my hands as I spread them slightly to get a good view of my glistening cock penetrating her tight pink twat, and an even better view of her wrinkled, pinkish brown asshole puckering just above it.

So the sound of Stacy's angry voice was so close and so startling that my heart skipped a beat.

"Eric! What the FUCK?"  At the same instant I felt a cold, sharp steel blade against my neck. 

It seemed like I jumped out of my skin, but in reality I don't think I moved at all. If I had, the knife might have done some damage. 

"Goddamn it, Eric! What are you doing?"

I hadn't seen her because my back was to the door. How long might she have been there? Very slowly, I tilted my head to look at her.

She looked mad. She also looked ready for business, by which I mean she was nicely dressed for business in a white ruffled blouse, and a gray pleated skirt with a big belt buckle. Her blond hair was pulled back in a bun. Her small silver earrings sparkled against her tanned skin. Her blouse was open just enough to show a hint of cleavage, and a short silver necklace I had just given her for her 31st birthday. She looked elegant, and dangerous.

The sharp blade she held against my jugular only accentuated her beauty. She looked like a modern warrior princess. I felt a sudden wave of regret at what I was doing. I loved her madly. Why in the world did I let her catch me fucking another woman? More to the point, why was I fucking another woman in the first place? How stupid could I be? I was scared to death of what might happen next.

I started to sputter "Stacy, I didn't expect you home yet". Mercifully, she saved me from uttering such banal words. I only got as far as "Stacy I...", before she interrupted.

Her voice was harsh as she pressed the knife a little more firmly into my skin: "Never mind - I can see exactly what you're doing". And well she could. It was obvious that what I was doing was screwing our 21 year old neighbor, doggy style, in our marital bed, and enjoying it immensely up until now.

For a second I thought I might take the knife away from her, but wasn't sure that would be the best approach. I held still and waited for whatever would come next. 

I thought for a second she might start to cry, but after a brief pause, she spoke softly. "Kathy, why is my husband fucking you?"

"Cuz I begged him to?" She said it like a question, as people do these days, even if it's a statement.

Stacy glared at me with eyes of steel. I felt myself shrug. I imagine I had a "hey what can I say?" kind of expression on my face, and a guilty half-smile. 

"How long has this been going on?" 

"About ten minutes", I replied. 

She shook the knife about two inches from my nose, causing me to lean back a little. But even though my erection was softening, I was still up to the hilt in Kathy's cunt.

"Not THIS fucking time", she seethed. "You know what I mean. Don't fuck with me!" I wasn't used to hearing Stacy use the F-word so much. Normally she wasn't much given to swearing.

"Really!" I insisted. "This is the first time."

"You mean the first time with this slut."

"No", I said, "with any slut."

"Hey!" Kathy interjected. I had almost forgotten about her for a moment, even though my dick was still firmly ensconced in her twat.

"Shut up, bitch!" Stacy growled, as she put her left hand on the back of Kathy's head and pushed her face roughly down into the mattress. The big carving knife was now at Kathy's throat. Stacy was like some sort of avenging angel, come to meet out justice with a sacred sword of marital fidelity. Kathy shifted her weight like she was trying to escape the pressure Stacy was putting on her head, but I tightened my grip on her ass to hold her still.

I did that partly because I feared what might happen if Kathy tried to get up, but also because I could feel my dick inexplicably starting to get hard again. God only knows how I could have a raging hard-on at a time like this, but I preferred for the moment to keep it concealed. In any case, my strong grip and stiffening cock apparently persuaded Kathy to stay put.

"So you want me to believe that in eight years of marriage you never once cheated on me, and it just happens that the first and only time you try it, I just happen to walk in and catch you at it? You expect me to believe that?"

"Yes, I do - because it's true". 

I wasn't lying. My transgressions had begun only a few hours earlier, while I was fetching the mail out of our mailbox at the end of the driveway. Kathy came out her front door and into her front yard, yelling into her cell phone. She ended an obscenity-laced conversation with a loud "no, fuck you" and hung up.

She was well within speaking distance, so I felt it would be rude to walk away without saying something. But I hadn't gotten to know her very well, in the year or so since she moved in next door with some other college-aged girls.

"Hi Kathy, how's it going?" was the best I could come up with. She scowled and gave me the finger.

"Sorry," I said. "I never know what to say". She just stared at me.

"Well, then, is there anything I can do to help?"

She opened her mouth as if to speak, then closed it again. She glared at me for a moment, then blurted out a long string of cuss words, some of which I don't think I had ever heard before. When understandable words came out they came in a torrent.

"What is it about men? Fucking goddamned men! You fuckin' say you want sex ... fuckin' want it every fuckin' day, or twice a day, or all day long. But you really don't. For a week or two, OK, but then you get tired or something. Your goddamn dicks get tired. You're all talk and no action. In the end I always have to beg for it. It's humiliating." 

"That jerk called me a nympho, like they always do. Why do they always call me a nympho, like that's a friggin' goddamned insult? And then they fuckin' call me a slut. Nobody ever calls a guy a nympho, or a slut. Bastards! Where's the man who can match up to his fuckin' bravado? Huh? Tell me that?"

As she stood there shaking her fist at me, I wasn't sure if she really expected an answer or had just run out of breath.

I started to laugh. I couldn't help it. "Not me, I'm sure", I said, trying to stifle a laugh. I certainly wasn't going to engage in any sort of bravado after that diatribe.

I smiled at her dumbly as we stood staring at each other for what seemed like an eternity. I observed that she was wearing a pair of unraveling denim shorts, a vintage tee shirt that said "KISS" and "Detroit Rock City" on it, and pink flip-flops. I had noticed before, of course, that she was young and very pretty. She had long dark curly hair and very pale skin, mysterious squinty eyes, pouty lips, and perky little tits. I hadn't really noticed the tits so much before. Today they were poking against her tee shirt like they wanted desperately to be free. Her nipples were clearly evident beneath the fabric.

But in spite of her attractiveness, I had never thought about her in a sexual way. Seriously! I was still totally in love with Stacy and had no interest in anyone else.

She put her hands on her hips and walked up to me with purposeful strides, and stopped like a marine drill sergeant with her nose right in front of mine, except she's about six inches shorter than I am, so her face, and its little nose, were turned up at me as I looked down into her dark squinty mysterious eyes. 

"Is that all you are going to say?" she asked. "No words to defend your miserable kind?" Her soft, pink lips looked very kissable as she spoke with her pretty face turned up at me. 

"No" I said.

She poked her finger into my chest with a "humph", and then spun around on her heel, losing a flip flop. She kicked the other one off into the yard with it, and stomped off barefoot into her house. As she departed across the lawn I watched her tight little butt wagging above her perfectly shaped legs. It's surprising how a man's mind can change gears, and start to go in an entirely different direction than it had been inclined to go, with just a little provocation. By which I mean to say, I could feel myself getting a stiffy.

I went back in the house and opened the mail, made myself a cup of coffee, and was just getting ready to turn on the ballgame. I had forgotten about Kathy, when I heard her "hello", accompanied by a knock at the screen door. I looked up to see her peering in at me through the screen, silhouetted by the bright sunlight. She was backlit like a Hollywood movie star; the effect made her long dark hair seem to glow. 

"Hello", I said.

She opened the door and strolled in, even though I hadn't invited her and she had never been in the house before. She gazed around the room as I gazed at her.

She had on the same fraying shorts, but the tee shirt had been replaced by one that said Suicide Girls, and the flip-flops had been replaced by a pair of high-heel summer sandals - the kind that tie around the ankles, Roman style. Something about them just made her look even more smokin' hot than she did in flip flops. What is it about shoes like that on a woman?

"It's laid out just like my house!" she remarked.

"Not surprising, since it looks just like your house on the outside", I observed.

"Except for the color," she said.

"Yes, they are different colors," I agreed.

She sat down on the sofa and put her feet up on the glass coffee table. She fumbled in her pocket and pulled out a joint. "Got a light?" she asked?

"No," I said.

She got up and went to the kitchen. I didn't follow. I heard the electric starter on the gas stove click-clicking. When she came back, she plunked herself back down on the sofa and took a long drag before offering me the joint. I shook my head. 

"Come on, it's good for you," she said. 

"No thanks", I replied. She shrugged and took another puff.

The sweet smell of marijuana smoke filled my nostrils. It brought back memories, both good and very bad. I was tempted but was not going to partake. 

"Where's Stacy?" she asked.

"Chicago. On business."

"When does she get back?"

"Tonight."

"How long has she been gone?"

"About a week."

"That must be tough."

"Yes. It is," I said.

She put the joint down on the table, crossed her arms, grabbed the hem of her shirt with both hands, and then yanked it up over her head with a single movement. Her perky little tits bounced after the shirt was dragged over them. She wiggled them from side to side like a stripper. Her nipples were hard.

"You like?" she asked with a grin.

"Yes, I have to admit I do".

"Yes you do," she said. She bounced up to me and put her hand on the front of my shorts, behind which some obvious swelling was occurring.

"I want you to fuck me" she said.

"Stacy, I'm married", I said.

"Kathy", she said.

"What?"

"You said Stacy."

"Oh." "Duh!" I felt my face turning red in embarrassment. "Kathy, I mean. I'm married, Kathy."

"So what? Lots of people are married. Just because they are married, why shouldn't they get what they want?"

I didn't know how to answer that.

"I like you", she said. "You're funny".

"I'm funny?"

"Funny. And cute" she said, smiling.

I just shrugged.

Kathy pulled her shorts down to the floor, wiggling her hips as she did it, and stepped out of them – naked now except for the sandals. She did a little dance. Then she sat on the arm of the sofa, and tipped herself over backward so her shoulders landed on the seat. Her legs were thin and white and unblemished. She pulled them up until her knees were next to her head. Reaching one hand between her legs and one around behind, she used her fingers to stretch her pussy lips apart so far it must have hurt.

I couldn't help myself. I stepped forward so I was above her, looking down at her parts on display. She slipped one finger into her vagina and fingered her clit with another. Her pussy was soaking wet, glistening in the light. Her breasts wiggled a little bit with every movement of her hands. Her pussy wasn't shaved, but it didn't need to be. By nature and youthfulness it was perfect in every way. 

Her glistening pink pussy lips, topped with a little garnish of dark chocolate curls, were a delicious forbidden desert. I wanted to taste it badly, but it was not on my diet.

As she watched me staring at her, she stopped fingering herself, put her hands on the back of her thighs, and made her pinkish brown anus pulsate in and out. By pushing and squeezing her muscles she made her tight wrinkled hole pucker like it wanted to be kissed. I'd never seen anything like it. I was probably drooling.

"You want it. You know you do" she purred. Then, suddenly, she flipped herself like a naked acrobat off the couch and into a kneeling position in front of me. And just as quickly, she had my shorts unzipped and my hard penis in her mouth. It happened so fast I was taken by surprise. At least, that's my story and I'm stickin' to it.

But it felt amazing. Warm. Soft. Gentle. Without taking me out of her mouth she pulled my shorts down to my ankles. While she massaged my pole with her lips and tongue, she tickled my balls with one hand and caressed my abs with the other.

She stood up and unbuttoned my shirt, while rubbing her soft belly against my erection.  Then she pushed the shirt off my shoulders. It landed on the floor behind me. She caressed my chest and tweaked my nipples with both hands.

She kissed me, softly. A gentle, sensuous, kiss that made my spine tingle. No tongue but open lips, and her warm breath.

Then she turned around and bent over, holding her ankles, and wiggled her butt right in front of my erect pole. She did the trick with her anus again. And then she backed her wet pussy right up to my dick. Thanks to the heels, it was at just the right height.

I was frozen in place, unable to say yes but unable to say no. With a little effort and luck she managed to back her soaking wet snatch right onto and around my rigid cock without my help. "Look, ma! No hands!" she exclaimed gleefully.

She rocked and wiggled around on my cock that way for a minute, then said "This would be more fun in the bedroom!" She disengaged herself from my joystick and scampered down the hall.

Well, things had proceeded this far. I was already lost. Whatever happened now wouldn't change the fact that my dick had been in a vagina that wasn't Stacy's. That was my logic. But it was the logic of my penis, not my brain. In retrospect, I could have just as easily thrown her out, then and there.

So that's how I found myself in bed with my 21 year old beautiful next door neighbor, fucking her doggy style while she fingered her clit and the bed squeaked and she said "Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" over and over again, and my wife came home early from a business trip and caught us in the act.

And she pushed my new adulterous lover's head down hard into the bed and held a long, sharp knife to her throat, while I had her milky white tight little butt gripped tightly with both hands and her sopping wet, hot, tight twat filled with my cock. The whole scene was so dangerously erotic that my brain took another vacation and my cock stiffened up again like a steel rod. And when Stacy asked me if I expected her to believe what I said, I replied "Yes, I do, because it's true."

At this point Stacy's posture softened a little. She pursed her lips as if in deep thought. She dragged her left hand lightly from Kathy's head uphill to the small of her back, and then ran it gently back down to her neck. 

Her fingers traced the contours of Kathy's spine back up to her tailbone, then lingered around her fanny before returning down one side, then up the other. It seemed that her mind was working overtime as her fingers drifted lazily around Kathy's back.

"I can see how you might have found her irresistible," Stacy admitted. "She is very pretty."

Kathy lifted herself up onto her elbows and looked back at us. Her delightful little breasts dangled like low hanging ripe apples. Stacy dropped the knife on the floor and reached down with her right hand to caress one, then the other. "These are very nice" she said, as she moved her hand softly under them. I couldn't see exactly what she was doing, but Kathy responded with little shivers and twitches of pleasure.

Stacy's right hand drifted under Kathy's flat belly. Her left hand rested on Kathy's lower back. She squeezed Kathy's middle between her hands as if trying to see if she could reach all the way around and touch her fingers together on both sides. "Nothing like a nice young flat tummy," she said dreamily. She rubbed her palm along Kathy's belly from her bush to her breasts and back again a few times.

This was a side of Stacy I had never seen. It was marvelous and unsettling at the same time. 

It was marvelous not only because Stacy was no longer threatening to cut my throat, but because she looked really sexy fondling Kathy.

It was unsettling because it was so unexpected. But the whole day's events were unexpected. Suddenly nothing seemed predictable, and my world was out of kilter.

Questions were bouncing around in my brain. Why had Stacy come home early? Why was she playing with Kathy's tits now instead of screaming at me, or stabbing me? Did she believe me, that this was the first time I had done this? Is that why she calmed down and dropped the knife?

I decided the simplest explanations were most likely. Stacy's conference finished early and she caught an earlier flight home. The taxi had dropped her at the curb. Maybe she heard the sounds of us fucking as she came up the walk - the windows were all open - but certainly as she came in the front door it would have been obvious. She saw Kathy's clothes and mine strewn around the living room floor. Furious, she went to the kitchen and grabbed a knife out of the butcher block before coming into the bedroom. In her anger she intended a violent confrontation, but then she changed her mind. 

But why? Was she as easily seduced by Kathy's pretty face and slim, sexy body as I was? Or was she just toying with me before bringing the hammer down, so to speak? 

Of course, my brain was not fully engaged. I was too distracted by what Stacy was up to at the moment to think. The way she was touching Kathy! Wow! I'd never seen her show any interest in being with a woman. I wasn't sure what to make of it. But it was incredibly sexy and it was really getting me hot.

I watched her caress Kathy's hips and butt. Her perfectly manicured nails tickled Kathy's crack. Stacy dragged the tip of her index finger back and forth between Kathy's anus and the small of her back a few times. Kathy made happy purring noises, and squeezed my cock with her pelvic muscles. My cock was so hard I could have punched holes in wood with it.

Stacy lifted one knee onto the bed, and then the other. There was just enough space between Kathy and the edge of the bed for her to kneel there. She reached back and pulled off her sling-back Bruno Magli pumps with one finger, letting them fall to the floor. Then she reached her right hand under Kathy and started twiddling her clit. Kathy immediately responded by moaning and moving back and forth gently on my cock.


She's the Best!



Stacy smiled at me - an odd, evil, diabolical smile. A sort of a smirk I'd never seen from her before. She continued playing with Kathy's clit with one hand and caressing her butt with the other. Kathy's moaning and hip wiggling increased.

Very slowly, I pulled my cock out of Kathy's vagina and pushed it back in. Stacy looked me in the eyes. I couldn't read hers. They were neither encouraging nor discouraging. So I did it again, a little more quickly. It felt really good so I kept going, with a slow, easy rhythm.

Stacy took her hand away from Kathy's clit, which caused Kathy to whimper like a dog whose toy has just rolled under the sofa. "No! Don't stop!" she pleaded.

Stacy used both hands to pull Kathy's butt cheeks apart and leaned forward to look at my cock sliding in and out of Kathy's dripping fuck hole. She watched for a while, and then looked up at me. Her eyes showed more emotion than before. If I'm not mistaken, what I saw in them was lust. 

Stacy reached her right hand over and around Kathy's waist, accessing Kathy's clit from the other side. Kathy moaned in delight as the clit twiddling resumed.

As Stacy played with Kathy's love button she was watching my cock plunge into Kathy's cunt, pull entirely out, and plunge back in again, her face only inches away from the action. Kathy resumed saying "oh yeah, oh yeah" on each stroke.

Then one time when I pulled out from Kathy's dripping cunt, Stacy grabbed my slippery penis around the base with her left hand and put her lips around it.

Kathy complained, "No, no, put it back in! Please!" 

But Stacy plunged the entire length of my cunt-juice covered pole into her throat until her nose was pressed hard against my belly. The sensations were incredible. I was an instant away from shooting my load, but she pulled my swollen, throbbing cock out just in time, even wetter and slimier coming out than when it went in.

Every time she puts my cock in her throat it is like a miracle. The first time she did it was on the night we first met, about five years earlier. I proposed right then and there, but she thought it was a joke.

It was at a party, at the house of a mutual friend, and we were both inebriated. We took a liking to each other and found a dark corner of a back bedroom to make out. It didn't take long before she discovered my male member straining at my pants. She quickly unzipped me and directed it into her mouth as it sprung out of its confines. Within a few seconds she had it all the way in.

I'd had more than a few girlfriends, but none had done anything like this. They would suck on my penis head while using their hands on my shaft, or they would put it into one cheek and then the other. Some would try to jam it into the back of the throat, but with little success and a big display of choking and martyrdom. Some let me come in their mouths, but most spit it out. It was all fun at the time, and it all felt good, but when Stacy plunged my whole length into her mouth in the back bedroom at that party, it was like I was born again! 

She had only plunged it in and out of her throat a few times when I said "I love you." I had never said that to any woman before, even those I felt no qualms about lying to.

"What?" she said, as well as she could say it with her mouth full, glancing up at me with laughing eyes. 

"I love you!" I moaned. 

"No you don't", she said. Although it sounded more like "nyoh oo ohnth" I understood what she said. 

I came really quickly. When I did, she let me drive my cock all the way in. She held me there until I was finished ejaculating what felt like a gallon of cum into her esophagus. She held her breath for the duration. When she pulled away she sputtered a little, but didn't spit anything out. Then she took hold of my cock and squeezed it to force another squirt of cum out of the tip. She tasted it with the tip of her tongue, then put my cock back into her mouth and gently massaged it with her tongue and lips while it softened.

I said "Stacy will you marry me?" She laughed and wiped her mouth with the back of her hand. "You're funny'" she said. "I like you."

She wouldn't spend the night with me, and I went home alone. But I pursued her relentlessly until she agreed to go out with me, and I lavished her with all the attention and gifts I could muster. After several dates we started sleeping together. I was the happiest man alive. Six months after we met I presented her a much bigger diamond than I could afford and I jumped for joy when she said yes!

So when Stacy pulled my steel-hard cock out of Kathy's pussy and plunged it deep into her mouth, it reminded me how I had wanted so much to marry her and how much I loved her, and I started to cry a little as Stacy directed my rod back into Kathy's twat and pushed my butt with her hand to make me go in and out again while she twiddled Kathy's clit and hugged her around the waist all at the same time.

And then when Stacy pulled my cock out of Kathy's cunt again and plunged it deep into her throat again I said "Stacy, I love you".

"Nhoh oo ohnt" she said, with her lips around my shaft.

"Yes I do", I insisted. "I love you so much."

Stacy looked at me and smiled. Not the evil smirk she had smiled a few minutes ago, but a real smile. Then she pushed my cock back into Stacy's wet hole and said "Fuck her harder. Do it. Fuck her hard."

What with all the emotion I was feeling, I wasn't that close to coming any more, but my cock was still as hard as a rock. So I drove it into Kathy in long, hard, relentless strokes. All the way out and all the way in, like a piston in an overheating steam engine. At the bottom of every stroke my balls bumped against Stacy's hand on Kathy's clit. Kathy rocked back and forth and swiveled her hips. 

While I was pounding Kathy's overheated pussy, I looked at Stacy and was struck anew at how elegant and beautiful she is. Had I started to take her for granted?

Her face was perfect – classically beautiful. Now it carried an intent expression. I could see in it that she was hatching a plan.

She squeezed Kathy's middle with both hands again, just as she had done before. Then she moved the fingers of her right hand to Kathy's clit, and the fingers of her left hand to Kathy's butt crack. She played in the puddle of slippery fluids that my penis was drawing out of Kathy's cunt. While she rubbed Kathy's love button from the front, she felt her vaginal opening from the back, as it was being stretched by my engorged cock. She rolled her fingers around in the copious quantities of cunt juices that were spilling out.  Then she started massaging the spot between Kathy's pussy and anus.

Kathy obviously liked it, because she started swiveling her hips even harder and moaning even louder. Stacy used her fingers to push the fluids dripping from Kathy's cunt against gravity - up onto Kathy's butt hole, 

Then she pressed her middle finger against the wrinkled little donut and pushed it in. Kathy's bucking and moaning and hip swiveling increased. "Oh wow!" She squealed.

Having gotten her finger in up to the second knuckle, Stacy matched my rhythm: In when I pushed in, out when I pulled out. She looked at me with a big grin, and then switched to going in when I pulled out, and out when I went in. "This is fun!" she said.

"Yes it is" I agreed. 

I was caught up in the rhythm, in the groove, like a jazz musician at a jam session, matching Stacy's tempo and feeling the music in my soul.

Also, my eyes were fixated on Kathy's gradually relaxing anus as Stacy pushed her finger in and out. It was opening up and inviting more vigorous penetration.

Stacy managed two fingers, and started twisting and wiggling them around instead of moving them in and out.

"Oh my God, Stacy!" Kathy said, panting. "It feels amazing! You are so naughty! Your fingers feel so good in my ass!"

Kathy was close to coming. In fact, she was good for only a few seconds more. Her neck and face flushed red as she built toward a gigantic climax. When it hit it struck in waves - tsunami waves of pleasure and screams as her body rocked and convulsed. Her cunt muscles gripped my cock as she pressed back against me. I could see her sphincter contracting in spasms around Stacy's fingers, and could feel Stacy's hand moving on Kathy's clit. I was astounded not only at the intensity of Kathy's orgasm but by how Stacy and I had brought it on.

Stacy continued to gently wiggle Kathy's love button as her orgasm subsided, and continued to wiggle her two fingers in Kathy's butt. When it was clear that Kathy was finished, she pulled her fingers out and looked for something to wipe them on. 

Not finding anything that might do, she looked briefly at her two perfectly manicured but slimy fingers, and then stuck them in her mouth. She cleaned them by licking them all around like an actress in a barbeque sauce commercial. At first she made a funny face, but then smiled. "Kathy's ass doesn't taste as bad as you might think," she announced.

I was shocked to see her do this - I would have never imagined it. But at the same time it was so perverted, so dirty, and so sexy that I could feel my own climax welling up. Stacy, seeing it arriving in my face, commanded me not to come. "Don't you dare!" she said. "I'm not done with you yet". She pushed her hand against my belly.

So I quickly pulled my dick out and clenched as hard as I could and tried to think about baseball. As my penis wiggled and trembled in the air, a drop of semen leaked out of the tip and landed on Kathy's butt crack, but I didn't come.

Stacy said thank you for not coming, and kissed me full on the lips. Her mouth carried the musky scent and flavor of Kathy's rectum. I don't know why this turned me on, but it did. It was very counterproductive to my goal of not ejaculating all over Kathy's butt. I tried to think more intensely about baseball. 

Stacy then left me alone to cool down while she played with Kathy's hair and massaged her shoulders gently. Kathy let her elbows give out underneath her, so her breasts were pressed into the bed. Her beautiful milky white butt was still up in the air, her legs slightly apart, and her wet, open pussy lips beckoning me.

"Was it good?" Stacy asked. 

"It was wonderful!" Kathy said.

"Did my husband meet your expectations?"

"Yes, oh yes!" Kathy said. But then she added "Though I doubt he could have without you."

"Harrumph!" I thought. Or maybe I said it out loud. I'm not sure.

Stacy looked at me and laughed. Her blue eyes twinkled. "Behind every successful man is good woman" she said.

She took my hard but now under-control rod, used it as a handle to pull me forward, and laid it on Kathy's spread-out ass crack - kind of like a hot dog on a bun.

"Eric is still raring to go" she said. 

"Hmm" said Kathy, sounding non-committal.

"Doesn't your pussy want more?" asked Stacy.

"I'm good for now," said Kathy. "That come was big enough to last for a week!"

"What happened to the nympho who can't get enough?" I thought, but didn't dare say aloud.

"OK. Then he will have your butt", Stacy said matter-of-factly, as she pressed my penis against Kathy's poop hole.

"Noooo!" Kathy protested, but half-heartedly, I thought. She didn't try to wiggle away.

"Why not?" Stacy asked.

"He's too big!"

"Nonsense!" said Stacy. "We'll go slow and you'll take him in just fine."

Kathy said nothing. She didn't seem convinced. My hot dog was twitching in anticipation between her buns. The suspense was almost too much. Would she go along with it, or not?

"You've been very well treated, haven't you Kathy? Treated much better than a slut who fucks someone else's husband deserves. Isn't that right?"

"Yes," said Kathy, meekly

"All right then, let's get started," Stacy said excitedly, as if it were a done deal. And I guess it was, because Kathy put up no more objections. 

Stacy used her hand to press the head of my throbbing member against Kathy's anus. She rubbed it back and forth in the puddle of slippery fluid that was smeared along the length of Kathy's butt crack. There was plenty of it as a result of the rectal fingering she had just received, and the big drop of my ejaculate that landed there when I almost came.

Stacy had never shown any great enthusiasm for anal sex. We had experimented with it, but infrequently. She seemed to enjoy the fact that I liked it, but I always had the feeling she did it for me, not for her own benefit. Maybe this time was different because it was not her ass, but Kathy's, that was about to get screwed.

Stacy had already surprised me so many times in less than an hour. First she surprised me by coming home early and catching me with Kathy. Then she surprised me by joining in, instead of stabbing us or telling us to get out. The next surprise was showing a definite bi-sexual tendency - the way she was playing with Kathy was not the straight girl I thought I knew. Even more surprising was her enthusiastic penetration of Kathy's anus with her fingers. I would have never imagined it possible. Then when she then stuck those same fingers in her mouth, I was not only surprised, but stunned stupid.

Now to top it all off, my beautiful, elegant, expensively dressed businesswoman wife was trying to push her husband's penis into that same unsanitary poop hole. And the biggest surprise of all was that all this bizarre behavior on her part was making me unbelievably horny.

But Kathy's sphincter had tightened up a bit in the interval since Stacy had withdrawn her fingers, and did not yield readily.

Stacy pouted. "Try some more," she urged. I applied steady pressure. Stacy slapped Kathy's butt and said "Push!" 

I said "I am!"

"Not you, silly!" Stacy said. "Kathy!"

Kathy pushed out like she was trying to poop and my penis head slipped into her tight opening. I was in up to an inch or two. Kathy squeaked a little "Ooh!"

So far so good! 

"Now we're getting somewhere!" Stacy enthused. She used her fingers to redistribute some of the juices from Kathy's cunt onto the shaft of my cock. I applied a little more pressure and went in another inch.

Kathy said "ouch". Her sphincter tightened around my shaft. I could feel it pulsing. 

Stacy worked up some saliva and let it fall from her tongue onto Kathy's tight hole. "Again!" she demanded, like a four-year-old who wants her uncle to repeat a magic trick. I pressed in again as Kathy pushed out. I could see the wrinkled pinkish brown ring of her anus expand as she took in almost the whole length of my pole.

Kathy moaned "Oh my God!"

"Now we're cookin'!" Stacy said.

"Wow!" was all I could say.

Stacy asked me if I liked it in Kathy's butt. I said it felt amazing. She asked if her sphincter was squeezing me tightly around the base of my penis. I affirmed that it was. She asked if I could feel my penis head against the walls of her rectum. I said I wished she could experience how good it felt. She asked if I wanted to go in and out. I said of course I do. She told me to move in and out slowly, but not to pull it all the way out.

I complied with instructions. I couldn't believe what was happening. As I moved my cock from fully in to halfway out in a slow, steady rhythm, Stacy applied some more saliva to keep things lubricated. 

Kathy responded with a soft moan each time my cock reached bottom. "Oh my God! You're so big! It's stretching me. I feel so full!" she said.

Stacy rewarded her for her good sportsmanship by touching her clit. Kathy's body immediately twitched with pleasure. "Oh! Stacy! That's nice" she purred. "Don't stop!"

I started taking longer and faster strokes. Kathy's poop chute was getting softer and losing its tight grip on my shaft. Eventually I pulled my cock all the way out and then plunged it in again. It was back in before I realized that it had made a delightful "pop" on the way out. I had to do that again!

Stacy had noticed it too. She raised her eyebrows and smiled that evil smile again. But this time it seemed more like a diabolical fun smile than her earlier revengeful smirk.

I pulled out again, and again it went pop! I did it over and over, in and out quickly.

Stacy stared at Kathy's popping butt hole and smiled with glee as she strummed Kathy's clit. Kathy moaned in pleasure.

I was driving my cock all the way into Kathy's butt, up to the hilt, and then all the way out again. Gradually it stopped popping. The hole just softly stayed open for a few seconds and then partly closed up. I did it over and over, with the same effect. It was mesmerizing to watch.

My dick was so hard it almost hurt. "Kathy was saying "Oh my God!" over and over again.

Stacy was fascinated. She abandoned Kathy's clit and used both hands to pull Kathy's butt cheeks apart. This accentuated the gaping effect of Kathy's anus. I stopped with my penis twitching above Kathy's distended red butt hole. Stacy and I stared intently.

Kathy stopped saying oh my God.

"Kathy, when Eric pulls his cock out, your butt stays open and looks really sexy," Stacy said.

"I can feel it," said Kathy.

"Does it feel good?" said Stacy.

"It does, kind of."

Of course I knew this was standard porn fare. But I didn't think Stacy watched that kind of porn or was interested in it. I wondered how much she knew about this ass gaping stuff and how much she could possibly be discovering for herself.

"I think if you push out and keep pushing, while he goes in and out, it will open up even more," said Stacy.

"OK" said Kathy. "But if you aren't going to play with my clit, I'm going to."

"OK. Just keep pushing out while you do it."

"Ok."

So much chatter, I thought.

Stacy pulled Kathy's cheeks apart. I pounded my cock in and out of her ass relentlessly for a minute, and then pulled it all the way out. Instead of closing partly like before, Kathy's ass opened even wider. It looked like time-lapse photography of a flower opening. I thought I could see all the way to Kathy's small intestine. Her hole was glistening with the slimy, stinky juices of butt fucking, and so was my cock. I realized that the whole room reeked with the smell of sex and of ass. 

It was so sexy, and so perverted! I thought my whole body was about to explode into a million fragments.  

"Wow, this is fun!" Stacy squealed, like a kid at Christmas. "Do it again."

Meanwhile, Kathy was twiddling her own clit. "I thought I might hate this," she said. "But it feels sorta nice."

"It does?" said Stacy.

"Yeah, it feels nice when his cock plunges way in. I feel all churned up deep inside, but in a nice way."

"How about your anus? Does it feel stretched?"

"Yes, and it's very sensitive. But it feels sexy, especially when he pulls all the way out before putting it back in."

I put my cock back in and took five or six deep strokes, then pulled it out again. Again Kathy's beautiful ass opened up - even wider this time.

Her rectum was a deep, dark cavern in a valley flanked by white hills. And I was a spelunker. I repeated the five strokes and out once more. I was within seconds of filling Kathy's reeking, gaping rectum with an ocean of cum - a week's worth of cum that I had saved up while Stacy was away. The second I poked my penis back into Kathy's wondrous ass there would be no holding back.

"Kathy your butt looks really sexy doing that!" said Stacy.

"It feels sexy," said Kathy.

"Then I want Eric's cock in my butt too!" said Stacy.

Then Stacy did something that surprised me even more than all the other surprises that came before. While I was looking at Kathy's gaping rectum, and about to plunge in and ejaculate in it, Stacy leaned forward and put her lips around the head of my slimy cock.

"Stacy!" I said.

She looked up at me, with her lips clamped tight around the sensitive skin right behind my penis head. Then she opened her mouth wide, stuck her tongue out, and pushed her head forward to slip my twitching cock all the way down her throat. Then she closed her mouth and wiggled her tongue against my shaft. 




She's the Best!



I could feel her lips tight around the base of my shaft and her throat muscles massaging my penis head as she gagged a little more than she usually did. I wondered if the ass flavoring that coated my dick had anything to do with it. In any case, it felt really good the way her throat muscles were constricting around my penis head.

But in spite of how wonderful it felt, the surprise delayed my orgasm for a moment. Still, I was seconds away from shooting my entire load down her throat. 

At the last possible instant before that happened, she pulled back so I popped out of her mouth. A syrupy rope of thick saliva hung from my penis head to her lips. She cleared it away with her hand and watched my penis, glistening with its coating of saliva and butt juice, as it twitched in the cool air. 

"Wow!" I said. "Stacy you are crazy!" She smiled at me as I struggled not to squirt semen all over her face. She stuck her tongue out at me and wiggled it, teasingly. I imagined firing my load at this tempting target, but I managed to hold back in spite of myself. I would wait for a better time to pull the trigger.

Then she put both hands against Kathy's side and pushed her over, and then pushed against her legs to roll her over onto her back. Then she pushed her hand against my belly until I got off the bed and stood up. 

In spite of all that had happened, this was the first that either Kathy or I had changed position since Stacy entered the room.

Stacy also got off the bed. She grabbed Kathy by the ankles, like a wheel barrow, and pulled her until her butt was resting right at the edge of the bed. Then she pushed Kathy's ankles up to her head and pinned her legs against the bed, climbing on top of her in the process.

After a certain amount of wiggling around, Stacy reached back and flipped the pleats of her grey flannel skirt up onto her back to expose herself to me.

"You're not wearing any underpants!" I blurted.

"No, I'm not. I came home early to surprise you, remember?"

"I think you've surprised me beyond your wildest dreams! I said. My dick was twitching and leaking in the air as I looked down at her beautiful tan thighs and milky white butt. Sharp-edged tan lines were drawn on her skin in the shape of her favorite bikini.

Below her were Kathy's even whiter thighs and butt, which apparently never saw the sun. I had seen that her skin was pale, but I hadn't realized how pale until I saw it next to Stacy's white ass cheeks, which were a couple shades darker.

Kathy's legs were pinned against the bed so that her butt was tilted up and forward, angling her delightful asshole right at me. Although it was no longer gaping wide open, it still looked soft and ready, and was glistening with slippery juices.

Stacy's wrinkled little anus was also tilted up directly at my twitching cock, although it was scrunched up tight, and dry as a bone. 

Stacy's pussy was drenched, though. It was soaking wet and dripping onto Kathy's equally wet snatch.

Stacy cradled Kathy's head in her hands and kissed her passionately.

"Your lips taste like ass!" Kathy said.

"My lips taste like YOUR ass!" Stacy replied.

Kathy laughed. As they continued smooching, I stood there wondering what to do next. I had four holes lined up vertically in front of me, and they were all perfectly fuckable. They were mine for the taking!

Should I do only one stroke in each hole, or pound each one furiously before moving on to the next?

Would it be best to do one girl's pussy and butt, and then the other girl's pussy and butt? Or to go pussy, pussy, butt, butt? Or should I do Stacy's pussy, then Kathy's butt, and then Kathy's pussy, and then Stacy's butt? 

I could do them in order vertically, from the top down, starting with Stacy's butt, then her pussy, Kathy's pussy, and finally Kathy's butt. Then I could either start over at the top, or do them in order from the bottom, up. 

As the girls kissed each other, I imagined how all the possible permutations might feel. I'd probably start out with one stroke in each hole, then two strokes in each hole, then three strokes in each hole, and finish up by pounding the hell out of each of the four tempting orifices in order.

Or, what if they let me include their mouths too? I'd have six holes to play in! 

"Come on Eric, my butt wants your cock in it" said Stacy.

"Do mine too." said Kathy.

"But no pussies" said Stacy.

"Yeah! Stay away from my pussy with that butt slime covered cock." said Kathy. "I don't want a UTI."

"Me neither!" said Stacy.

I looked down at how much fluid was dripping out of their two pussies, and dripping down Kathy's butt. It was soaking the bedspread. It had all melded into one continuous puddle. Due to gravity, Stacy's asshole was out of the wet. But as soon as I starting fucking it, the puddle would be one river of mixed juices flowing from Stacy's ass, down over both gushing pussies, over Kathy's ass, and down her crack and onto the bed. If neither of them got a UTI with this arrangement it would be a miracle.

I guess that's what antibiotics are for, I thought to myself.

I couldn't believe what I was looking at. I couldn't believe what I was being asked to do, or who was asking it. 

I pressed my slimy penis head against Stacy's butt hole and pushed. Nothing doing. It was way too tight. 

"Damn!" Stacy said. "Try again."

"I'll have to use my fingers on you first" I said.

To lubricate them I dunked them into Kathy's asshole, which was still soft and pliant due to the ass fucking I had just been giving her. It was also slick with the juices that were running down onto it from the two dribbling pussies above. 

Then I pushed my index finger against Stacy's hard little ring. It went in with only a little difficulty. I could tell that Stacy was pushing out as she had instructed Kathy to do.

As I wiggled my finger around in Stacy's butt, she moaned and ground her pelvis against Kathy's. "That feels good," she said. I can't wait to have your big cock in there."

Kathy managed to get one hand between her pussy and Stacy's, and began fingering her.

Stacy's butt hole started to relax. I pulled my finger out and pushed two back in. I wiggled them in different directions, twirled them around, and drove them in and out to soften her anus up for the assault she wanted.

I figured my dick could use all the lubrication it could get, so I shoved it into Kathy's sloppy asshole. It slipped right in, although I had to bend my knees quite a bit and stand with them wide apart to get my penis at the right height. This was a strain, but well worth it to have my cock deep in her bowels. I commenced to fuck her ass slowly, while at the same time stretching Stacy's with two, and then three fingers. 

Both of the girls were moaning and they were kissing each other. Stacy still had Kathy's head between her hands. Kathy had both of her hands between her legs and was doing the best she could to fiddle with both clits. Stacy lifted herself up on her knees just enough to give Kathy's hands better access to their love buttons.

Stacy's butt was definitely ready for my cock. So I pulled my fingers out, glistening with Stacy's stinky butt juice. I wasn't sure what to do with them.

I wondered if I should lick them off, as Stacy had done with hers. I thought about trying to stick them in Stacy's mouth, but I didn't want to push my luck. I could wipe them on the bed. It was already soaked with a big puddle of the same substance. 

I decided to just ignore it. It got all over Stacy's butt cheeks when I grabbed them with both hands and spread them apart. Then I pulled my cock out of Kathy's rectum, and positioned myself to plunge it into Stacy's.

I put one foot up on the bed to get up at the right height. It was a relief to my knees and quads, which were suffering a bit on account of the lower stance I had been maintaining for some time. 

This time when I pressed my throbbing, dribbling cock against Stacy's anus it slipped right in up to the hilt. It felt amazing. Nice and tight, like Kathy's had before the plundering I had given it. 

But I wondered if her asshole would soften up and gape open the way Kathy's did. So I started humping her as hard as I could, driving my hard rod in all the way to bottom, and then pulling it entirely out. 

I gave my beautiful wife's beautiful ass a pounding, and she moaned and giggled like she was enjoying every second of it. Undoubtedly though, Kathy's hand rubbing on her clit had as much or more to do with her enjoyment as my cock ramming into her ass did. Stacy was kissing Kathy madly on the lips as I pounded her ass and Kathy massaged her clit.

Never having had a threesome before, I was appreciating one of the obvious benefits. It's nice, I thought, for one girl to take care of the other girl's clit. I could concentrate on pleasuring myself in her butt. In fact, I needed both of my hands on Stacy's waist for balance.

Since she still had her gray flannel skirt and white blouse on, they were both getting smeared with the fluids my fingers had acquired while in her ass. Well, that's what dry cleaners are for, I thought to my self.

I found it amusing that Stacy was still fully dressed, except for having taken off her shoes and having arrived without underpants, whereas Kathy was completely naked, except that she was still wearing those high heeled sandals that were tied securely around her ankles. One of them had only her shoes on; the other had only her shoes off. Cute!

As for myself, I didn't have on a stitch.

I took my hands off of Stacy's stained clothing, and used them again to spread her butt cheeks while I pulled my cock out. To my great pleasure, her ass gaped open just like Kathy's did. Maybe it even gaped a little wider!

"How's it look?" asked Stacy.

"Fantastic!" I said.

"Is it wide open?"

"Yes, I can see into your intestines."

"Which asshole do you like better, mine or Kathy's?"

"I like them both. They are both wonderful"

"Do they feel different?"

"A little bit, I think. Let me compare them."

I stuck my penis into Kathy's soft, warm butt hole for three long strokes, and then I pulled it out and plunged it into Stacy's for three long strokes.

I did it again.

And then I did it again.

It was an effort, because to drive my shaft into Kathy's butt hole I had to squat with my knees bent. Then to get in Stacy's ass I had to straighten my legs and even stand on my toes a bit. I had to gently smash her down onto Kathy to get her hole just a little bit lower, which interfered a little bit with Kathy's clit twiddling. It was like a gym workout for my quads and calf muscles, as well as for my dick.

For my workout I did three strokes per hole for 5 or 6 repetitions, then two strokes for another 5 or 6 reps. After that I did one stroke in each glorious butt hole over and over at the fastest pace I could manage.

Both beautiful cavities remained wide open for whatever length of time it took me to fuck the other one and return. I stopped to marvel at the two beautiful gaping assholes in front of me, and the beautiful round butt cheeks and slender thighs flanking them.

"Both of your assholes are gaping open like train tunnels in a model railroad." I said.

"And your cock is the train?" asked Stacy.

"It's a powerful locomotive" said Kathy.

"It's a fast freight'" I said, "It's out of control and it's going to spill its cargo in one of these tunnels pretty soon."

Both Stacy and Kathy laughed. In unison they both said "You're funny!" Then they laughed again and kissed each other with their tongues. Kathy resumed fiddling with Stacy's clit and Stacy responded by moaning and wiggling her butt.

"I like rubbing your clit" Kathy said.

"I like it when you rub my clit" Stacy responded. "Do you like having my husband's cock in your ass?"

"I like the way your husband is fucking me and you in the ass at the same time. Thank you for sharing him."

"You're welcome."

"And I really liked coming with his cock in my pussy and your fingers in my ass."

"It seemed like you had a really hard come."

"I did! Thank you so much!"

"You're welcome!"

Why do women talk so much? Blah, blah, blah. It was kind of cute though.

While listening to their banter, I watched as their sphincters constricted back to normal size. Although they still looked soft and pliant I could no longer see deep into their bowels. My rock-hard cock trembled in the air and leaked clear fluid onto the floor, but my impending orgasm started to seem a little less immediate. The flood of semen boiling up in my scrotum started to recede. 

"How about you, Eric? said Stacy.

"What?"

"Do you like ass-fucking two girls at the same time?"

"How could I possibly not like it? It's like every guy's wet dream come true."

"You aren't every guy" she said, obviously perturbed.

Oops, wrong thing to say!

"No, you're right. I'm a very happy guy with a beautiful, wonderful, loving wife and an incredible next door neighbor." I said.

"You're lucky to have a wife like me, aren't you?" she asked, still sounding miffed.

"Yes I am. Very lucky" I said. 

"A wife who could have justifiably cut your head off when she caught you fucking the pretty neighbor girl in our bed, isn't that right?"

"Yes." I said.

"But she didn't do that, did she?"

"No, you didn't"

"Not only didn't she do that, she loves you so much she helped you fuck the pretty neighbor girl in both the pussy and in the ass, didn't she?"

"Yes, that's what you did."

"And now your loving wife is letting you fuck both herself and the pretty neighbor girl in their asses at the same time, isn't she?"

"Amazingly enough, yes" I said.

"Not only is she letting you, she begged you to do it didn't she? Your loving wife begged you to ass-fuck her and the pretty neighbor girl in the ass simultaneously instead of cutting your head off or throwing you out in the street like she should have. Didn't she?"

"Yes." I said.

As this interrogation was taking place, Stacy remained on top of Kathy with her head down and her butt up in the air. It's strange that someone in such a submissive position, who had just been having her rectum so vigorously reamed, could be so in control of the situation. But she was.

As I stood there, receiving this lecture with my cock in my hand, I realized that Stacy's liberal use of foul and explicit language was turning me on. I wasn't accustomed to hearing her talk that way, but I liked it.

"Kiss my ass!" she said.

Was this intended as an insult, or an invitation?

"Does it look all red and stretched and puffy?" she asked. 

"Yes, it does."

"I want you to kiss it"

"OK." I'd never done that before, but I was willing.

"I want you to kiss it and lick it when it is gaping wide open."

"OK, But it's closed up. If that's what you want, I'll have to drill it with my cock some more first."

"OK." She said. "Do it just enough to make it open up, and then stick your face in it."

It really turned me on to hear Stacy talking dirty like this.

This whole time Kathy had been strumming her own clit. "You guys are sexy!" she said.

I resumed pounding my dick into Stacy's distended butt hole. When it seemed ready I pulled it out and spread her cheeks apart. It gaped open again just like before. It was glorious. It definitely looked soft and puckered and open and inviting for my lips and tongue.

But before kissing Stacy's beautiful stretched anus, I bent my knees and stuck my twitching penis into Kathy's butt. Then I pushed Stacy forward a bit, which had the effect of raising her up higher on her knees, and put her gaping butt hole at the perfect height where I could put my mouth on it without pulling out of Kathy.

I put the tip of my tongue against the stretched rim of Stacy's ravished anus. I twirled it around the perimeter like a toy car on a toy race track.

"Ooh that feels nice!" Stacy said. "Your tongue feels wonderful on my stretched hole."

With my mouth half open I pressed my lips against her soft opening, and continued whirling my tongue around inside. I exhaled gently into her rectum and then inhaled the air again from it. Had I not been so aroused, I might have found the odor and taste objectionable. But in my current state the musky, pungent odor and flavor were ambrosia.

Meanwhile I was very much aware of my penis twitching inside Kathy's ass. Deep in her bowels the sensitive pleasure receptors on the head of my cock were pressing against the soft lining, and every twitch, every slightest movement, transmitted a jolt of delight to my brain. My whole body was trembling.

Wanting to get my tongue as deep into my wife's ass as I could, I pressed my face firmly into her slippery butt crack and stuck my tongue out as far as I could. I wished it were ten inches longer. I could feel Stacy's anus start to tighten around it. I was able to curl my tongue a little bit to tug at her sphincter from the inside.

Occasionally Kathy's fingers would touch my chin as she was playing with Stacy's love button.

"That feels so good Eric" said Stacy. "I like having your tongue in my ass."

My penis was so hard and so sensitive in Kathy's butt that I felt like I was about to explode like a human fragmentation grenade.

"Do you want to put your penis back in it?" She asked.

"Too late!" I said into her rectum. "I'm coming!"

I unleashed a tidal wave of boiling cum deep into Kathy's bowels, while my face was pressed tightly against Stacy's wet pungent ass. My orgasm seemed to go on for ever. Kathy's sphincter tightened around my swollen, spasming cock. I thought for a second that all of my internal organs might be expelled through my penis. Toward the end I reached down and massaged my own balls, coaxing out every ounce of cum they contained. 

"Oh Eric!" Kathy exclaimed.

It felt wonderful with my softening penis deep inside Kathy and my face resting in Stacy's butt crack. But it was too hard on my legs for me to stay still there for long.

I said "I'm sorry. I have to pull it out." As I did, Kathy squeezed her sphincter tight around my deflating cock, so it stretched as I tugged on it. Her anus squeezed along my shaft from base to tip. It forced out the last dribbles of semen that remained in my cock after my tremendous orgasm. I could feel them as they dripped out the tip and into her butt.  Then I collapsed onto the floor.

Stacy rolled off of Kathy and sat cross legged on the bed, looking down at me. 

Kathy said "It sure feels good to stretch out these legs". Then she sat up next to Stacy and looked down at me too.

"That was unbelievable!" said Kathy. "You must have put a gallon of cum in my butt!"

"It was a week's worth" I said. "I was saving up for Stacy while she was away."

"And Kathy got it instead" said Stacy, pouting.

"You can have it now" said Kathy, looking over at Stacy. Stacy pouted some more. Kathy smiled. I couldn't figure out what she meant.

"Lie down" Kathy commanded. She pushed Stacy over backwards as she said it.

Stacy submissively lied down on her back. She pulled her hair loose from the bun that had held together until now, and her long blonde tresses spilled onto the bed. She looked like a movie star. 

Kathy stood on the bed with one foot on each side of Stacy's head, her back toward me and toward Stacy's feet. She grabbed a hold of the head board for balance, and squatted. Was she really going to do what it looked like she was going to do? Was Stacy really willing to accept it? I couldn't believe my eyes!

From my vantage point on the floor I had a perfect view as Kathy lowered her dripping pussy and anus over my wife's beautiful face. I scooted forward and put my arms up on the edge of the bed to get a better view.

Stacy put her hands on Kathy's hips. Kathy rubbed her sopping wet snatch all over Stacy's nose, mouth and chin. Then she pressed her butt hole directly on Stacy's mouth. "Open up!" she said.




She's the Best!



Unbelievable! And Stacy complied! She opened her mouth as wide as she could, and even stuck her tongue out and teased Kathy's anus with it. She even stuck the tip into it a little bit as Kathy lifted herself up slightly. Some cum leaked out of Kathy's anus and dribbled down Stacy's outstretched tongue.

Then Kathy's asshole let out a big, sputtering, wet fart as a huge puddle of cum spurted out and into Stacy's open mouth. An even bigger second dollop dropped out of Kathy's puckering butt hole and followed the first, onto and between my beautiful wife's beautiful lips. I couldn't believe how much there was. Did I really produce that much? Stacy's mouth must have been completely full of cum.

Kathy pushed her ass down hard onto Stacy's mouth and rubbed it around. I think she was probably spurting even more of my cum into Stacy's mouth and all over her lips, but I couldn't see it.

Kathy then bent down and planted her lips right on Stacy's, which were shiny and slippery looking. But Stacy pushed her away and sat up. She looked at me, opened her mouth, and twirled her tongue around to show me that she hadn't swallowed. Her mouth was filled with cum. Some of it dribbled out and down her chin.

"It tastes more like cum than ass," she said. 

"So it's not so bad after all?" Kathy asked.

"No, it's not so bad."

Then she wrestled Kathy over onto her back and began kissing her roughly. The semen that I had shot into Kathy's butt had migrated into her mouth via Stacy's tongue.

"I think the flavor of my ass makes cum taste better" said Kathy.

"I like the taste of Eric's cum better than the taste of your ass" said Stacy.

"I like the taste of my ass better than the taste of your husband's cum" said Kathy.

But as they argued, they continued to kiss each other, smashing their faces together and licking each other's lips.

I couldn't believe it. What I had just witnessed was so perverted! So naughty!  So dirty! But so sexy! And my beautiful wife was the one doing it!

Incredibly, my cock was hard. After such a huge orgasm – after ejaculating an ocean of cum into Kathy's ass – my penis was raring to go again. It was so stiff it hurt.

Eventually Stacy stopped kissing Kathy and looked at me. "My clit is throbbing" she said. "When do I get to cum? You both got to cum hard, and all I got was to be Kathy's cum dumpster!"

I stood up so that my steel hard erection was visible to her. "You wanna take this for a ride?" I asked.

"You bet I do!" she said with a big smile. "Kathy, please clean that thing off so I can stick it in my pussy!"

My cock was still covered with a mixture of butt juice and semen, so understandably Stacy didn't want it in her vagina without some prior preparations. I expected Kathy to get a wash cloth, but instead she lied down in front of me and propped herself up on her elbows. She put her mouth around my throbbing pole and started licking it.

Stacy stripped off her skirt and blouse, which were covered with stains that I wouldn't want to try to explain to the dry cleaner. Then she unclasped the front of her bra and took it off. She looked magnificent now with her entire, perfect, slender body and perfect breasts exposed.

"That's it, Kathy, get it good and clean for me!" she said, She was kneeling on the bed with her knees apart, fingering her clit and dipping her fingers between her pussy lips. Damn she looked good! And sexy as hell!

I wasn't sure how clean my dick was going to get, considering that the mouth Kathy was using to polish it had been involved in some ass-tainted cum swapping. But with lots of licking, sucking, and swallowing Kathy was doing a remarkably good job. When she stuck my cock all the way into her throat it produced a lot of saliva, which helped.

Kathy wasn't nearly as good at deep throating as Stacy was, but not bad, and it felt pretty darn good. She struggled a little against the gag reflex.

Stacy watched closely while wiggling her clit. "That's it, Kathy. Good Girl! All the way in! Stick your tongue out, it'll go in easier."

This was my wife talking!

"Is it ready yet?" she asked. "I can't wait any more."

"Have at it" said Kathy. She got off the bed, stood behind me, and pushed me onto it. I sprawled out on my back, with my erection pointing straight at the ceiling. Stacy pounced on it and began riding for all it was worth. 

I squeezed her butt cheeks with my hands, and I moved my hands up and down her back and hugged her. Her long blonde hair fell down around my face and she pressed her cheek against mine. I kissed her and told her again and again that I love her.

Her lips tasted like cum and like Kathy's ass. It was rapture.

If you had told me just a few hours earlier that I would find the taste of cum and of ass on my wife's lips wonderful, I would have said you were nuts. 

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Kathy get up and leave the room, which was ok with me. As much fun as she had been, I was happy to be with just Stacy at this point. She was riding my pole for all it was worth. Usually, I try to play with her clit when we make love, but not always. Sometimes when she is on top it gets enough stimulation from banging into my pelvis at the bottom of each stroke. So I left her love button alone and let her bounce on me as hard as she wanted.

It didn't take long at all before she was building up to an orgasm. Her movements quickened and her breathing changed. Her face and neck started to blush red. She ground her pelvis into mine with increasing pressure.

My own orgasm was building up in concert with hers. When she came, we came together, hugging each other as hard as we could. She came hard, moaning loudly and panting, with her eyes glazed over and her face bright red.

Afterwards we lay quietly with my shrinking cock inside her. Her whole weight was pressing me down into the bed. It felt wonderful. But in the stillness my mind was racing.

Stacy was clearly not the person I thought she was. Had she changed, or had I just seen a side of her that was always there, but she hadn't shown before? 

She was always playful and adventurous, but where did she even get the idea to swallow my dick, and then my cum, straight out of Kathy's ass?

I never thought she had any bi tendencies, but the way she played with Kathy was ... wow! 

As happy as I was that she seemed to forgive my infidelity, why did she do it?

I obviously didn't know her nearly as well as I thought, but I did know that I loved her now more than ever.

"Stacy," I said. "I love you so much. I'm sorry I cheated on you."

Stacy didn't answer. She just lay motionless on top of me.

"Even though you turned it into something incredible, it was wrong and I shouldn't have done it."

No response.

"It seems like maybe you decided to forgive me, but I'm not sure." I said.

"Yes, I forgive you" she said.

Kathy reappeared suddenly in the doorway, still naked, drinking a glass of water.

"So, Stacy ..." she said, "You came home to find your husband sticking his dick into this." She bounced and wiggled her tits, pointing at her crotch and spilling water on the carpet. "Do you think he's surprised at how it turned out?"

Stacy rolled off of me and sat up on the bed, cross-legged.

I sat up too, with my legs over the edge of the bed. I was struck again by how incredibly cute Kathy was. She walked over and sat next to me on the bed. She looked into my eyes and smiled. "You really have no idea what just happened, do you?" she asked.

"No, don't" I said. 

I could describe what just happened, but understand it? Kathy was right. I had no idea.

"Well then, I'll tell you."

She ran her fingers through her dark, curly hair. I waited anxiously for her to begin. When she did, she looked at Stacy as she talked. "Stacy asked me to seduce you." 

This information hit me like a ton of bricks. Why hadn't I figured that out?

"We had it all planned out. It was a test, to see if you would give in to temptation ..." 

She was still looking at Stacy. "... like she did".

"What?" I was stunned. Like she did? Like she did what?

"Yes. She was overcome with guilt for having cheated on you - with a really super hot guy who seduced her on a business trip. She felt she couldn't forgive herself unless you forgave her. But she was afraid to tell you."

I looked at Stacy. Her face was expressionless.

"One day I asked her why she looked so bummed out, and she confided in me. I told her that she shouldn't be so hard on herself, because you would undoubtedly do the same thing under similar circumstances. She disagreed. She said you would never cheat on her. But I knew better, so I said I would prove it to her."

"Knew better?" I said, perplexed.

She pointed at herself with both hands and wiggled her tits, just like she had on the couch earlier. "What guy can resist this?" she asked. 

"A gay guy" I said.

"Well, duh!" she said.

We all sat quietly for a moment as I digested the shocking information.

"So I failed the test," I said.

"Yes you did."

"Let he who is without sin cast the first stone?" I asked.

"Something like that," said Kathy.

"But it's not the same, you set me up!" I protested. "It was entrapment!" I relived in my mind the way she exposed herself to me on the sofa, pulled down my shorts, stuffed my cock in her mouth, and then did that "no hands" trick where she backed up to me with her hands around her ankles and skewered her dripping cunt on my pole.

Kathy laughed. "Seduction is seduction in any case. What is it but entrapment?" Her expression turned serious. "Stacy fell for a totally irresistible hottie, as I understand. And he's wicked rich."

Ouch! That hurt!

But I had to admit she was right. 

Was I more bothered by Stacy cheating on me, or by her making me cheat on her? I would have forgiven the former, but the latter seemed worse, somehow. I felt sort of ... used.

But on second thought, maybe I wouldn't have forgiven her infidelity so easily. Now I didn't really have any choice. She is a smart one, my wife is. And Kathy is obviously no slouch in the smarts department either. 

If Stacy had tried to punish me for my failure, I would have a reason to be angry. But since instead she rewarded me for my weakness with the most incredible sex romp ever, what did I possibly have to complain about? 

My wonderful wife not only let me fuck the cute girl next door but she planned it and made it happen! A guy could only hope for so much! How lucky could I be?

"I forgive you Stacy" I said.

She smiled, weakly.

"What would you have done, though, if I hadn't succumbed to Kathy's charms?"

Kathy laughed so hard she almost fell over. She stood up and danced suggestively. She wriggled her lithe little body in front of me and squeezed her delicious little tits. She wiggled her tongue at me. "Aren't you listening to me?" she said. "You didn't stand a chance!"

"She guaranteed it" Stacy said.

Kathy nodded and smiled. 

Again I felt insulted. Was I that weak? Ok, maybe I was.

"In fact, you followed our script to the letter" said Kathy.

"Script?" I said.

"Yes, right from the beginning, starting with my phony cell phone conversation in the front yard."

"Phony?" I said. Did I hear her right? Did she say phone or phony? That cell phone conversation was phony?

"Yes. An act. Just to plant some thoughts," said Kathy "and to see if you would take the lure right then."

Stacy chimed in. "The whole thing was an act. We planned it out in detail and practiced it."

"You're kidding!" I said, even more stunned than before.

"No, we're not" said Stacy.

"So holding a knife to my throat was an act? You didn't really intend to chop my head off?"

Stacy answered. "Correct. But still ... still I really did feel betrayed, when you decided to screw Kathy instead of being faithful to me."

"You know," she added, "you might think you know how you would feel to see your spouse fucking someone else, but you don't know for sure until it actually happens. I thought I'd be ok with it. But when it actually happened, I was sad, and mad at you."

I sat quietly and let this sink in. But my mind was kind of blank. It was all too much, too complicated. I couldn't think.

Eventually, I realized what was still bothering me. 

I understood why Kathy seduced me. I understood that because I was caught cheating on Stacy, I couldn't condemn her for cheating on me. I understood that because Stacy turned it into a threesome instead of a fight, I couldn't condemn her for making me cheat on her. 

But it went way beyond that. The unexpected bisexuality, the enthusiasm for extreme anal, the extent to which it was taken, was still a mystery.

"So, the crazy anal antics?" I asked. "Did you learn that somewhere or invent it for yourself?" 

I was feeling suspicious. Maybe she learned it from that fellow she cheated on me with.

Stacy laughed. "Porn" she said.

"You watch porn?"

She nodded her head. "Kathy and I watched it together."

Kathy nodded. "When we started making our plans, they only involved me seducing you, then Stacy walking in, and there would be a confrontation. We practiced the seduction, and the confrontation. Stacy played the part of you, and I played the part of me.

"The problem was, the role playing got us both so horny we ended up with our tongues in each other's pussies. We couldn't control ourselves. Then Stacy had the idea that we could turn our trap into a threesome instead of a fight."

"But neither of us had any idea how to have a threesome" said Stacy.

"So we went to the video store and rented some porn to get ideas" added Kathy.

Stacy nodded. "We had no idea what to rent, so we got some of everything."

Kathy nodded too. "We felt uncomfortable in the video store with all those creepy guys, so we sort of just grabbed things quickly and ran. We ended up with all sorts of strange stuff" she said.

"We watched those videos, and then got some more. Each time we went back to the store we got something more extreme" said Stacy.

"Threesomes, gang bangs, reverse gang bangs, double penetration ..."

"Deep throating, face fucking, S&M, B&D, fucking machines ..."

"Ass to mouth, cum farts, cream pies, snowballing ..."

"Lesbian fisting, ass gaping, huge black cocks, tiny Asian girls ..."

"Amateurs, swingers, teens, milfs, hairy girls, girls with glasses."

"Did I say cum farts?"

"No, but I did."

"It's amazing how many categories there are!"

"We watched it all."

Listening to them recite this litany, I was getting dizzy. I'm not sure if it was from turning my head to look at them in turn as they talked, or from the shock of hearing them say such things.

"Each new thing we discovered grossed us out. We were appalled. We couldn't believe what people watch!"

"And what they do!"

"But also, we felt challenged by it."

"We went from saying 'I'd never do that!' to 'would you do that?' and then, 'if she can do that, I can do that!'"

"We got even hornier thinking about it."

"Watching porn changed our attitudes."

"The more we watched it, the less shocking it was."

"Less abnormal."

"The perverted stuff was turning us on."

"We didn't want to admit, at first, that it made us horny."

"But it did."

"Really horny! So for six months we planned and practiced, and watched porn together, and we spent time in bed together."

"Are you kidding!" I blurted. "When do you find time for this?"

"When you were at work" said Stacy.

"Or coaching baseball" said Kathy.

"I'd come home at lunch time" said Stacy. "Or I'd tell you I'd be working late. Sometimes I took the whole day off. I have enough comp time. I'd park my car on Maple Street and walk to Kathy's house through the back yard."

I just stared at her. I couldn't do anything else. I didn't feel threatened by Stacy having an affair with a woman, like I did by her cheating on me with a hot looking rich guy, but this was a bit much.

"So, to answer your question" Kathy said, "after watching anal in porn videos, and learning that it turned us on, we decided we wanted our threesome with you to include it. And Stacy said you would probably go for it.

I was dumbfounded. This whirlwind of information had my head spinning. Once again I couldn't think. I couldn't think even worse than I couldn't think before.

Stacy continued the conversation. "In between Kathy's talk with you in the front yard, and her coming over here, we gave each other enemas to get ready."

"In spite of watching all that anal porn, we hadn't actually done anything to each other's butts until then" Kathy said. "I got so horny, I threw Stacy into the bed and started licking her butt."

"It was hard to make her stop" said Stacy. "But I had to or she would have never made it over here."

"I was so aroused when I got here I couldn't stand it."

No wonder her nipples were so hard and her pussy was so wet when she undressed in my living room!

"Yeah, so anyway," said Stacy "the script ended about the time I got up on the bed. We didn't really know how it would go after that. So while we knew we wanted to do things, they weren't scripted."

"Yeah, we just played that by ear."

Was that supposed to make me feel better about it?

"But we did agree that the one whose butt you came in" said Kathy.

"The other one would eat your come out of it" added Stacy.

"Cuz that kind of turned us on."

"The challenge of actually doing something like that."

I thought about this for a moment. "So it was a bet, and you lost?" I asked.

"No," said Stacy. "It wasn't a bet."

"We knew we wanted one of us to do it, we just didn't decide who."

"I have to admit, I wanted you to come in my butt." said Stacy. "And I wanted to squirt it out into Kathy's mouth."

"Then your mistake," said Kathy "was asking him to kiss your gaping asshole, because it made him really hot and pushed him over the edge.

"I didn't realize he would have his cock in your butt while doing it."

"Well, he did." Kathy teasingly stuck her tongue out at Stacy. At least she didn't say "so there!" or "nah nah nah nah nah!"

Jesus! It sounded to me like they had a bet, of a sort anyway.

So, to sum it up, Stacy cheated on me with another guy. Whether it was a one-night stand or a repeat gig was still unclear. And then because she felt guilty, she conspired to cause me to break my own wedding vows. She had a six-month long lesbian affair, which included watching every type of extreme hard-core porn and doing only God knows what. And to top things off, she made me the unwitting subject of a porn-fueled contest involving ass-fucking and anal creampie swallowing. What was I supposed to think? How should I feel about it?

I'd watched porn videos – mostly before getting married. How many times had I fantasized about being with women like that? Or with two women like that at once? Had I not fantasized, more than once, about having Stacy in a threesome? Or about Stacy acting like a perverted slut? Of course I did. But now it had happened, and I wasn't sure I liked it very much.

I certainly liked it a lot while it was happening. That's true. Maybe I should just enjoy it, and not over-think it.

Didn't I just have a fantastic time, and two gigantic orgasms, in a fantasy-filled sex romp with my beautiful wife and my exquisite next door neighbor? Was I just being a putz? Why wasn't I celebrating my good fortune instead of feeling hurt?

I suddenly realized that Stacy and Kathy were staring at me. How long had I been sitting there mulling things over in my head?

"Are you OK?" Stacy asked.

"It's a lot to think about" I said.

"I know" she said.

"You know your wife is amazing!" Kathy interjected.

I just looked at her.

"You may be upset with her, but you are one lucky guy."

I nodded but didn't say anything.




She's the Best!



"You know, when we first started watching videos, to get ideas for having a threesome with you, we got one called Deep Throat Debutantes" she said.

I just stared at her.

"I told Stacy I could never get a cock down my throat like that. She said it wasn't so difficult and she would show me how."

I looked at Stacy. She was listening intently to what Kathy was saying.

"She taught me. We used a big soft dildo."

"And some bananas" added Stacy. "We peeled them first."

"Yes, and then I gave my stupid jerk of a boyfriend his first ever, wicked good, deep throat BJ and dumped him right after. I was going to break up with his sorry ass anyway, but this made it even better." She laughed. "Breaking up wasn't hard to do. It was fun, even.

How about that! Women brought together and empowered by watching porn! Women aren't supposed to be empowered by porn. They are supposed to be degraded by it.

Stacy and Kathy had taken the entire world of male-oriented porn, learned it, turned it upside down, and used it for their own purposes. You had to admire them for it.

"My teacher!" said Kathy, as she leaned over and kissed Stacy on the cheek. "She's the best!"

I had to admit she was right about that. Stacy was the best, and not just when it came to giving head. She was beautiful, and smart, and elegant, and successful, and adventurous. I was lucky to have her as my wife, even if maybe she did play me for the fool once or twice.

I had no idea what I wanted to have happen next, except that I wanted my future to include Stacy, no matter what. I'd let her decide the details. 

"She is the best!" I agreed. I leaned over and kissed her on the other cheek.

"Do you still love me?" Stacy asked.

"With all my heart!" I said.

"Oh goody!" said Kathy. "This time we'll have Eric come in your butt, and you can squirt it out into my mouth!" She pushed Stacy onto her back and stuck her face between Stacy's legs.

I felt myself getting hard again. It's a brave new world, I thought. And I'm ready for it.