18 comments/ 84185 views/ 7 favorites The Roller Coaster Ride By: mannydcamp About two years ago I told my wife what I felt at the time was a very deep dark secret. I shyly told her about my little fantasy I had been hiding for a few years which evolved watching her with another man. Her reaction was not as bad as I had feared, she told me that it was one weird fantasy and jokingly told me to get some professional help. As time went on I was able at least to get her to play along a bit with me and call me by another name in bed but that was about it. She was very open sexually otherwise and had been very active before we got married so I always held out the glimmer of hope that someday she would meet someone that would get her thinking about having another man with my approval. She also still looked great so I know she attracted her share of attention. Once again summer had arrived and my two kids went to camp for two weeks, this was something we looked forward to every summer cause we became a kid less couple. We would enjoy going out more, more quality sex and just the general piece and quiet. After a great weekend together I went off to work Monday morning as is normal, my wife only works during the school year so I left her sleeping when I left. It was a very hectic morning at work with a few meetings and a few stressful problems. In my last meeting at about 1:00 with a couple of people my phone rang. I saw it was my wife's cell number calling so I picked it up. My wife said Hi and sounded like she was at some kind of bar as I could hear a lot of noise in the background. I asked her where she was and she reminded me that she had told me last week she was having lunch with a friend, she then quickly asked me if I was sure I wanted to have my fantasy come true. Well she sent my head spinning, I had people in my office so I couldn't really talk to her in detail but I wasn't really sure what she meant or what fantasy. I vaguely remembered her telling me something about lunch last week but I was watching a game on TV and didn't really pay attention. I stuttered and she firmly asked yes or no, I responded a halfhearted yes and she said, okay then I love you babe and hung up. After the call I couldn't focus on what I was doing so I wrapped up the meeting and sat by my self. I tried calling her cell and our home but got no answer on either. My mind was going a mile a minute as I tried to remember who she was having lunch with and what fantasy was she referring too. I mean it had to be some kind of vacation or Yankees tickets; it couldn't be my "her with another guy fantasy". The next couple of hours seemed like an eternity as I went from nervous to excited and back to nervous. I couldn't take it any more at 4:30 and decided to make a lame excuse to leave work early. The commute home seemed like it took forever but finally I got home at about 5:15. I stood there for a moment and looked at her car in the driveway wondering what I would see inside and what my reaction would be. I remembered something a guy on the Internet that had watched his wife with another man told me. He said it was like a real kick ass roller coaster ride; it made your adrenalin pump exciting you, while also scaring the crap out of you. After a few minutes of reflection I walked up to the door and entered. I called her name but didn't hear anything back, then I heard the shower running and went over to the bathroom door afraid to open it I said Hi sweetie. She yelled back Hi babe your home early I will be right out. I relaxed thinking that I had over reacted about her phone call. God knows what lame fantasy she was talking about I thought to myself. I walked over to our bedroom to change into some shorts and I was taken back at what I saw. The bed was slept in not made which was very unusual for my wife at this time of day since she is a clean freak. I also then noticed her clothes all over the floor. I think I was getting a little sick to my stomach. Then as I walked to the other side I saw a used condom on the floor. I sat on the bed and held my head thinking Oh my god she did it. At this point I didn't know whether I liked my roller coaster ride or not, I felt scared but not excited. She came into the room wearing panties and drying her hair with a towel as she gave me a very big wet kiss and a hug saying she loved me. Then she playfully pushed me on the bed and started rubbing my nipples thru my shirt saying; well do you want to hear what your naughty little wife did today! I said yes I do as my heart pounded. She started by reminding me about her lunch plans which turned out to be with an old college male friend which she had dated years ago. They had a great lunch laughing and drinking some wine talking about the old times. She said he kidded her a few times about never having been able to have sex with her back then. She said that after a few of these comments she said that it wasn't too late if she got my permission. She said he was a bit surprised and she proceeded to tell him of my little fantasy. He said that it was somewhat common among married men and if she ever did want to try it he would volunteer but only alone not with me watching at least not the first time. She said at that point she called me on her cell and I said okay. (She slipped off my shirt at this point and started using her mouth and tongue on my nipples while slowly massaging my cock thru my pants) She said they left the restaurant in separate cars and arrived at the house. She looked at me with a shy naughty look and told me she couldn't believe how much she wanted to have sex with him at that point. She slowly told me how he kissed her deeply as she pulled him to our bedroom. As they walked in the room they were already undressing each other. She described how he played with her nipples first with his fingers and then with his tongue. I couldn't wait to touch his cock she told me, as she reached down and pushed his pants down freeing his cock, which sprang right up. (During all of this she had slowly undid my pants and taken my rock hard cock out of my pants) She massaged his cock and stroked it as he worked on her nipples. She couldn't wait any longer as she asked him to put it inside her. He reached in his wallet put a condom on and entered her. She said the both came almost instantly. She described it as so intense. At this point I was highly aroused almost feeling like I would cum without her even touching me, but I also felt scared about what had just happened and how our lives would change. I was kind of hoping her story was over but it wasn't, she continued to tell me how at that point they gave each other oral until he was hard again and had intercourse again. She told me about losing track of her orgasms. I was on fire as she said this, I reached down to peel her panties off and she stopped me, telling me she was to sore down there and that this was only for me. As she started to lick my cock softy knowing how close I was to Cumming she continued to tell me other little tidbits about her adventure. Then with just a couple of strokes she sucked and jerked me to a violent orgasm, which spilled, in her mouth. I felt like I would never stop Cumming. After my orgasm we just laid there for a bit, I was starting to get that scared puzzled feeling and she peeled off her panties. She smiled and said its my turn now, I looked at her and said something about being sore and she giggled and said, You really bought it didn't you. We made love for hours and in between she told me how she had staged the whole thing just for me and had actually never left the house. My Wife had taken me on a wild roller coaster ride without ever leaving the ground. The Roller Coaster Ride "Are you sure you don't want to go the game?" "Yes, I just want to sleep! You go ahead and go." What Moana really wanted to do was to ride the roller coaster. They had been to Disneyland yesterday, but the lines were all very long, and she had not gotten to ride the Space Mountain. Moana and Eric were still in Anaheim, in a hotel a block from Disneyland, but Eric had gotten tickets to the Angel game. Eric was up early and had already showered and dressed. He was going to a brunch meeting first, and had wanted Moana to go with him. Moana was still in bed. "Well, I really don't want to go alone. Besides, I'd be gone all day." "Oh, your a big boy, you'll be fine." "Your sure?" "Yes, I'll be fine. Have a good time." Moana pulled the covers back over her head and rolled over. * * * * * Eric hadn't been gone more than twenty minutes when Moana got out of bed. She quickly showered. She looked at her naked body in the full length mirror. Her breasts were too small, she thought, filling a B cup, but they had a nice plump shape to them and her nipples were extremely sensitive. She was 5'8" and had dancer's legs, long and athletic, and a plump but firm ass. "Not too bad for 39 years old," she thought. "That gym work is paying off!" She put on black silken panties. It was hot, and she put on a black camisole, so that she didn't have to wear a bra. Then she put on a dark blue blouse and her jeans, and a pair of flip-flops. She drank a cup of hotel instant coffee while she hurriedly put on her makeup and brushed her long dark hair. Then she was out the door and to the lobby. Eric had taken the shuttle to the ball game, so she had the rental car at her disposal. She wanted to be at Disneyland when it opened. Grabbing her sunglasses and her purse, she dashed out the door and down to the lobby. She hurried to her car and drove straight there, even though it was within walking distance. When she got there the parking lot was still pretty empty. "Good," she thought, "I'll have the place all to myself and I won't have to stand in line for long." She paid her admission and looked for a coffee stand. "They must have a Starbucks in Disneyland," she thought. And sure enough, she found one within five minutes. She ordered a latte, paid for it, picked it up, and hurriedly turned to walk away. "Ouch!" She had turned right into someone, a man actually, and the lid popped off the latte and spilled all over his T shirt and down the front of his jeans. The cup had ricocheted and spilled also down the front of her jeans. "Ooh, I'm so sorry!" She was, too! Sorry that he had been standing so close to her that she didn't even have room to turn around. And sorry that she was out the cost of the latte and was going to have to get another one. And sorry that she now had coffee stains on her jeans. "Its OK, it was my fault for standing so close. I'm a little slow until I get my coffee." She took a closer look. He was about six feet two, athletic looking, with brown hair and deep blue eyes. He had muscular arms and looked to be in his early forties. He was already at the counter reaching for a handful of napkins. "Here, let me buy you another one." He took two napkins together and pressed it against her abdomen to absorb the coffee. She reached to take the napkins, but instead made contact with the top of his hand, which appeared large and strong, and very warm. She flushed. "No, that's all right, I should have been looking where I was going." Her momentary anger was gone. It was his fault and he knew it, and now she could be magnanimous. He released the napkins to her grip and reached for some more, then tried to absorb some of the coffee off himself. "No, I insist." He threw away the napkins and then turned to order two more lattés. When they were served and paid for, he turned towards her again. "I'm Jack. What's your name?" He didn't hand her the latte, but instead nodded towards a nearby table and started walking towards it. Moana followed and stood by the table as Jack sat down. "I'm Moana. Is this how you meet women? By spilling coffee on them?" "First time! I promise. At least today, that is." Moana laughed nervously. "Come on, sit down and enjoy your coffee here in the warm sun." "I came to ride Space Mountain and I don't want to stand in line all day. " "Hey, you've got plenty of time. The place won't start to fill up for another hour or so. Besides, my friend Stevie works at Space Mountain. If I see him over there on his break, he can get us past the lines." He looked at her rings. "Say, what is a beautiful married woman doing here alone at Disneyland at ten o'clock in the morning? Where is your husband?" "Eric? Oh, he went to the baseball game with some clients. " "I'll tell you what; if you were my wife I wouldn't let you out without me." She laughed and sat down. "Why not?" "Because there are guys like me around who might try to take advantage of you." "Not if I don't let you." "You will." She laughed again. * * * * * They talked for about half an hour while they drank their coffee. She immediately liked him and she quickly figured out why. He had grown up in Santa Rosa and graduated from Berkeley. He said he was taking a year off after working at a software company for nine years. So, she figured, he might be 37-38 years old, younger than she was! But he was attentive and funny, and she was thoroughly enjoying her morning. He looked up at the sun. "Hey, its about time. I'll tell you what. Let's go ride Space Mountain and then I'll take you to Knott's Berry Farm. They've got a couple of great 'coasters there. Unless you have other plans for the afternoon?" "No, that sounds great. But I'll have to have something to eat." "Don't worry, I'll take care of that." He stood up and reached for their empty cups, dumping them into a nearby garbage can. Then he pulled her to her feet, and putting his hand on her back to guide her, off they went. When they arrived at the Space Mountain building, he had her wait in the ticket line while he went up towards the front. He was talking to a man about his age with blond hair pulled back in a pony tail. Then he turned and walked back towards her. Grabbing her hand, he pulled her out of the line and they walked toward the front. "Well, its all set," he said. When they got up front, Jack introduced her to Stevie, and he took them inside, through the gate, and right up to the front of the line where they were loading the roller coaster, which was just about ready to go. "They've got passes." The guy loading the coaster turned and looked at them disinterestedly. "OK," he said. "Stand there." He gestured for them to stand back a couple of steps. Then he signaled someone else, and the loaded roller coaster pulled away. Almost immediately another one pulled up in front of them. Then the guy gestured towards the first car. Moana went in first and Jack squeezed in next to her. As the bar came down, Jack put his hand on her thigh and leaned over and whispered in her ear "I'm going to get you naked." She pulled away from him as much as the confined space would allow, and laughed, playfully this time. She punched him in the shoulder. "No, your not!" He looked in her eyes and laughed as the car began to move. * * * * * Moana loved riding roller coasters, and this one was especially enjoyable because it was dark and there were lots of scary lights and loud heavy metal music blared from the speakers. They twisted and turned, riding up and down, around tight curves, in and out of tunnels, and Moana hung on for dear life and screamed like a child, laughing the whole time. Towards the end of the ride, Moana turned and grabbed Jack's bicep with both hands, burying her face in his arm to avoid seeing the tops of the tunnels, which appeared to be only inches above her head. When the roller coaster emerged and pulled to an abrupt stop, the bar in front of them came up automatically. Moana still had a death grip on Jack's arm. She was laughing heartily. "That was as good as I could have expected," she said. "Yes, its still one of my favorites." They were now emerging into the light, and she was blinking. "I have to get some food," she said. "No problem. I'll fix you lunch. My house is just around the corner. I'll drive you there." "I don't think so. How about if I follow you?" "Done." They walked to the parking lot, joking along the way. She went to her car, and then drove him to his. He was driving a Mercedes sports car, deep blue in color. She then followed him out of the parking lot and into the street. They drove for about fifteen minutes. Then he pulled into a long tree-lined circle drive and stopped out front. Moana pulled in behind him, got out of her car, and followed him inside. * * * * * The house was huge, completely furnished, and very tastefully so. He led her into the living room, where she sat on the sofa. He went away to the kitchen and came back with two beers. He handed her one, and went back into the kitchen. She drank slowly, relishing the cool liquid. Then Jack came back, with two plates, a ham sandwich and potato chips on each. "How did you know that I like ham sandwiches?" "You just look like that kind of girl. How long are you going to be down here?" "Oh, just through tomorrow." They continued to chat for about twenty minutes while they ate their sandwiches and finished their beers. Then Jack got up, picked up his plate and beer bottle and reached out toward her. She handed over her plate and beer bottle. He went to the kitchen, and came back a minute later with another beer for each of them. He handed her one, then put his down. "Here," he said, extending his hand towards her. "Hand me your jeans and I'll put them in the washer. It'll only take a few minutes." Moana looked at him, hesitating only briefly. Then she put the beer down, stood up and kicked off her flipflops in one motion. She unbuttoned the jeans, pulled them off and handed them to him. He looked appreciatively at her black panties but said nothing. He took the jeans, turned quickly and walked out through the kitchen again. Moana did not sit. Instead she picked up the beer and walked over towards the window. Soon Jack came back into the room, in his T-shirt and jockey shorts. She turned towards him. "I knew your legs would look great." She laughed. "So, now you're going to try flattery." Then she became more serious. "Are we really going to do this?" "Only if you want to." He walked toward her, took her face in his hands gently and kissed her. "Come on, we should sit on the couch." He led her there, where she sat at one end, unbuttoned her blouse and took it off. She leaned back, her head on the arm rest, and he gently stroked her legs and removed her panties. He stroked her arms, lingering in her underarm, kissing her neck. He softly stroked her nipples through the material of the camisole. Then he spread her legs gently and stroked her inner thighs while he lowered his face to her pelvis. She tensed as his tongue touched her, then relaxed, moaning very softly, enjoying the sensations. He continued for several minutes as she grabbed his shirt, guiding him where she wanted him. Soon she began to tense again and pulled his head harder down on to her. She began to convulse, breathing hard. Then she lay still for a moment. "Oh. Oh. Come, mount me," she said, as she turned over on all fours. Jack did as Moana asked and slowly entered her from behind. "Do you like that, Moana?" "OH, yes, do me!" They continued for several minutes until she reached underneath and grabbed his balls, squeezing and pulling gently. "I can't hold it any longer, Moana." "Don't. I want you to come in me." "I want to come on you." He did, losing his rhythm as he pulled out and started to spasm, spilling his seed all over her butt. He then reached out and rubbed it into her skin. They collapsed in a heap on the couch, and lay still for five or six minutes, breathing hard. Then Moana sat up, took another swig of beer from the bottle on the table, and starting laughing. "What's so funny?" "This. Are you going to take me to Knott's Berry Farm now like you promised?" "Well, sure." She stood up and put her panties back on. "Well, you better get dressed and get me my jeans back." Jack got up and walked back into the kitchen. * * * * * * Two hours later Moana met Jack back at his house, as they had agreed to do when she left. She had then returned to the hotel alone, and had quickly showered. She had put on white thigh-top hose, a white bra, a loose green summer dress, and navy pumps. She had then left Eric a note that said "gone shopping -love you and see you later," and had driven back to Jack's house. Jack had, of course, offered to pick her up at the hotel, but she had decided that she didn't want to be completely at his mercy. * * * * * As she pulled in the driveway, the garage door opened. She pulled in next to the Mercedes, and the door closed behind her. She got out of the car as Jack came in to the garage and the door behind the Mercedes opened. "We'll take my car. God, you look good enough to eat," he said as she came around her car and started to get in the Mercedes. She snickered. "Maybe if you're good to me you'll get a nice snack." He laughed. "If it's anything like lunch it's an invitation I can't refuse." He opened the car door for her and she climbed in, being careful to show him just a hint of her upper legs under the dress. He smiled again as he closed the door and went around to the driver's side. He started backing out of the driveway. "It's about 1:30. How much time do you have?" "Pretty much as long as it takes. I'm in the mood for more roller coasters." "Well, I have to meet with my lawyer this evening, but that shouldn't be a problem. Do you want some ice cream?" "I'd love some." By now he was on the freeway heading north. They continued to chat for a couple of miles until he pulled off the freeway, to a drive in "creamy" only a couple of blocks away. Moana got a double fudge cone with nuts, and Jack had the same. They got back on the freeway, and continued to talk as they ate their ice cream. They started out just trading jabs, but ended up talking about Yosemite and Half Dome, which they both knew well. From there the discussion progressed to their repressive parents, and Mr. George W, whom they both disliked. By that time they had arrived. * * * * * Knott's Berry farm was not at all what Moana had expected. It had been an actual berry farm at one time according to the map and brochure they received as they entered, but it was located within the city and was now clearly nothing more that an amusement park. As they walked around they passed an area where you could "pan for gold." Moana said that she wanted to try this, and Jack obliged her. They made jokes and cracks the whole time, and Moana even found a small nugget of ore that looked like gold, but was probably iron pyrite. Next they went on the dipper, a roller coaster that began in the center of a large u-shaped track, only the bottom of the u was flattened out. Jack didn't seem to have any connections here, so they waited patiently in line before finally being allowed to board. Once everyone was in, the 'coaster slowly moved backwards up the u until it reached the top, then it raced down and up the other side, slowing as it reached the zenith. From there it shot back down backwards and up the other side, repeating the maneuver several times before finally rolling to a stop at the bottom. * * * * * As they disembarked, Moana was slightly dizzy and swayed into Jack, who put his arm around her waist and steadied her. They laughed. "What's next?" "I think I'd like to get something to drink." "Why don't you sit there and I'll get us a couple of lemonades." Jack walked over to a nearby stand and Moana found a bench and sat down, enjoying the warm sun on her skin. Jack returned with lemonade and chocolate chip cookies and handed her one of each. He sat down. "Oh goody, I love chocolate chips cookies. You deserve a reward." "I think I already got it, but I'm certainly willing to accept another gift." She smiled. "We're not done, are we?" "Oh no, there are two more to go." "So what did you tell Stevie this morning to get us to the head of the line?" Jack smiled. "It's a secret." "Oh come on, tell me." "If I did it wouldn't be a secret." "Please. I'll make it worth your while." "Oh, all right. I told him that if he came over this afternoon he could do you." She punched him in the arm. "Come on, what did you really tell him?" He laughed. "No, really, I swear. And I told him he could tickle you. Like this!" He reached over and tickled her under the arm. She giggled hysterically and then stopped. "OK, I'm done. Let's go ride another." The next roller coaster was longer, and really fun because it had a 180 degree loop in it. Moana liked it so much that she insisted they ride it twice. Then they went to the mine train. This one went into a "mountain" and down and around inside an "abandoned mine." Moana thoroughly enjoyed it, too. When they finally finished, Jack said that they better be getting back, so they left and drove back to Jack's place, arriving late in the afternoon. They pulled into the garage, and Jack jumped out of the car, ran around and opened Moana's door with mock solemnity. "Such a gentleman." "Ah, but I have ulterior motives." "And what that might be?" "Getting you out of your dress." "Probably all you have to do is ask." "Want a beer?" "Sure. Although a martini sounds better. Is it OK if I take my clothes off?" Moana didn't expect to say that, but she was in kind of a funny mood. Jack stumbled when she said it. "Are you kidding? Martini it is." Jack went to the kitchen, and Moana slid the straps of her sundress off her shoulders and let it fall to the floor, and unhooked her bra and dropped it on top of the dress. She stood there with one hand on her hip, in only pumps and white thigh tops as Jack reentered the room. "Your martini, fair maiden. Wow, you look good enough to eat." "Didn't you already do that?" "Yeah, I guess I did, but it was so delicious I want to do it again." He handed her a martini and took a sip from the other one in his hand. Moana took a big drink. "You first. Take your clothes off." She was a little surprised at the way she was taking charge, but she knew what she wanted. Jack hastily removed his jeans, underwear, socks and tee shirt and stood there naked with a drink in his hand. Moana took another big drink from her glass, set it on the coffee table, and dropped to her knees. She cupped his balls with her left hand and placed her right hand around his rapidly rising erection as she put her tongue around the head of his penis. She swirled it around the tip, and pushed it into the slit, tasting the precum. Jack was murmuring. She withdrew and looked up into his eyes. "What did you say?" "UH, that feels sooo good, it doesn't get any better than this." She lowered her head again, and began to suck on the head, first gently and gradually with more force. At the same time she took more of his penis into her mouth and tugged gently on his balls. Then she reached between his legs with her right hand and put pressure with her index finger on the point midway between his scrotum and his anus. She bobbed up and down on his penis. She let it out of her mouth and blew gently on it, then went down on it again as she sucked hard. "Let's go to the bedroom." The Roller Coaster Ride "OK." She let go of him and stood up. She took another drink of her martini as he led her down the hallway. She kicked off her shoes and lay down on the bed and he immediately ran his hands up and down her legs as he knelt over her and began to tongue her pussy. She grabbed his head as he felt her juices really begin to flow. She began to moan softly. Her stomach began to spasm as she orgasmed. When she finished, she tugged at his head. He got up and positioned himself to enter her. "No. I want to finish what I started earlier. Lie down on the bed." Jack did as he was told. She got on all fours between his legs with her butt sticking in the air. Not surprisingly, he still had a full erection. She began to suck gently on the head and grabbed his balls. She heard rustling behind her. She looked up into his eyes and he had a huge grin. "Oh, damn, that feels good." She saw him raise his left hand and gesture. He then put both of his hands on her head and ran them through her hair. Then she was startled as she felt a big pair of hands on her ass. She immediately took Jack out of her mouth and looked at him. "It's Stevie. I told you he wanted to do you." A brief moment of disbelief crossed Moana's mind, but then she thought "what the hell, I've already gone this far." She put her mouth back on Jack's cock. She was apprehensive as she felt Stevie squeeze her ass cheeks and insert his penis in her. "Don't worry, I put on a condom first," Stevie said. Stevie felt smaller than Eric, and was definitely smaller than Jack, but with Jack's penis in her mouth, she felt incredibly excited with Stevie doing her doggie. Stevie quickly got into a rythm, and Moana tugged on Jack's balls as she took more of him into her mouth and sucked hard. She was now in a rhythm, too, and she felt Jack's body stiffen. "OH god, I can't hold it!" She squeezed on his balls as she continued to suck, and Jack started to spasm as he squirted his come into her mouth. She pushed her ass back hard on Stevie as Jack continued to spurt in her mouth and started to go limp. She continued to suck on his limp penis, more gently, and Stevie picked up his pace and began to pound her even harder. "Oh shit, I'm coming!" Stevie yelled as he began to spurt inside the condom. Meanwhile Jack was getting hard again. As Stevie withdrew to a chair, Jack laid Moana down on the bed, put her legs up on his shoulders, and entered her. Moana's mind was completely blank except for feeling his flesh pound her. He dismounted and lay down on the bed, with his penis in the air, and Moana climbed on him and kept going. She was really in a state, she didn't recall being this zoned out before. It must be the martinis, she thought, but she kept humping Jack. "Don't you like me? Aren't you ever going to come?" She directed that at Jack, as she looked over at Stevie, who was watching intently. "In reverse order, not for a while yet, and I think you are the perfect woman." "Then I think we need to rest." She climbed off Jack and went to the bathroom. She peed and tried to collect her thoughts, sitting there for 5 minutes. When she came back out, the door to a private patio deck was open. She went over to the door and saw Jack and Stevie, still naked, sitting in patio chairs with fresh martinis. "Come on out, no one will see us." Moana put on her pumps and went out, still wearing only her thigh highs. She sat and picked up the third martini that was on the table, and took a sip, soaking in the sun. They talked for about ten minutes about various things. "MMM, that sun feels so good." "Not as good as you feel." Jack got up from his chair and laid down on a thick carpet that was spread on the deck surface. Moana put down her drink and stood up, going over to Jack. She sat down on his thighs, leaned over and kissed his penis, which was now erect again. "I don't know what's come over me; I'm not usually like this." "Hey, I think it's my lucky day, just enjoy it." She moved her butt forward on his legs and grabbed his penis, lining it up with her vagina, and sank down on it slowly as she placed her hands on his belly. She began to move slowly up and down on his penis. Then she sat straight up on him and turned her head around to where Stevie was sitting and watching. She beckoned to him. Stevie stood up and walked over to stand next to her and Jack. Jack reached up and rubbed his palms over her nipples as Moana leaned over and took Stevie's penis in her mouth. Stevie was not yet erect and he was small enough that she could get her mouth over the whole thing, and she sucked gently on it as Jack brushed her nipples. Stevie quickly got hard. Moana grunted around his penis. Then Jack pulled her down and kissed her. He then put her nipples in his mouth. She was extremely wet, more so than usual. She felt Stevie's hands on her ass cheeks as he ran his tongue around her anus. She continued to move on Jack's penis. Then Stevie stood up behind her and she felt Stevie put his penis at the opening of her ass. She was kissing Jack as she moved on him, more quickly now. She was wetter than she ever remembered as she felt Stevie's penis enter her anus. She had never done anal because Eric was too big, and Jack was way too big, but Stevie's penis seemed just big enough for it. The feeling of two dicks in her was overwhelming. She threw her head back and got into a rhythm, first thrusting down on Jack's penis in her pussy, rubbing her clit against his pubic bone, then thrusting up and back on Stevie's penis in her ass and twisting it for good measure as Jack continued to suck on one of her nipples and Stevie grabbed both of her hips with his big hands for leverage. She had never felt anything like it before. "It feels kinda good. Oh god, it feels great. Don't stop, guys!" She had never come from vaginal intercourse, but she felt really good and wanted them both to come in her. The three of them were in a real rhythm now, going faster. Stevie: "I'm gonna come!" Moana turned her head towards Stevie, but couldn't turn far enough to see his face. "Yes, come in my ass big boy." She then turned around and put her hands on Jack's nipples as she thrust backward and ground her ass into Stevie's crotch. She looked directly into Jack's eyes and smiled wickedly. "You, too. Come in my pussy now." She felt Stevie begin to squirt in her. The head of Jack's penis remained in her and began to twitch as she reached behind her into their shared crotch and pulled on Jack's balls. Jack: "Oh, shit! Oh shit!" His hips jerked upward and his penis began to spasm uncontrollably. He reached down to where he and Moana were joined and rubbed her clit with his thumb as he shot his sperm into her. That did it, she began to spasm on his penis and almost passed out as she fell onto his chest. Stevie knelt down behind her and the three of them lay there joined for several minutes, all of them breathing hard and near sleep and reveling in the feeling of their three bodies. "Oh, shit! What time is it? I have to meet Eric." Moana was suddenly panicked. "Who the hell is Eric?" Stevie was not a rocket scientist. "That's her husband." "Jack, how the hell do you do this?" exclaimed Stevie as Jack chuckled. "I've got to go." "OK. Do you want to get together tomorrow?" "No. I don't know. Maybe. Tell you what, my cell number is xxx-xxx-xxxx. Call me." She didn't really think that she would ever see Jack again. Moana pulled back from Stevie and felt Jack's penis plop out of her as she got up off Jack. Hurriedly she went into the house, and put on her bra and sundress. She went back through the house to the patio, where Jack and Stevie were seated, still naked, finishing their martinis. "Thanks for the roller coaster ride." "Any time. And I mean that. You were a great sport." "My pleasure." She leaned over and gave Jack a peck on the lips, then turned and went out of the house. * * * * * Moana walked into the hotel room. She was sure she looked like the cat that swallowed a canary. Eric was lying on the bed in his underwear watching Sport Center. "Hi, handsome, how was the game?" He glanced over at her. "It was great. You know that when the Raiders were here they totally destroyed the park by building stands across center field? Well, they ripped that all out and made it a baseball field again! It looks great. Did you find what you wanted?" Moana smiled coyly. Boy, did I! she thought. "Yeah. I did." "You wanna go out for dinner?" Moana thought quickly. Eric was going to want to go out and have a steak and come back to the room and fuck her. She was really kind of fucked out, and a little sore, too. All she really wanted now was a Corona and about 12 hours of sleep. "I tell you what. I'm kinda tired from all that shopping. You order room service and I'll give you a blow job. Then you have to leave me alone and let me sleep." She knew his weakness. She kicked off her shoes and rolled the thigh highs down her legs, then dropped her dress and took off her bra. Naked now, she approached Eric on the bed and pulled on the elastic of his underwear. She wondered when she would go on her next roller coaster ride, but it wasn't going to be tonight. "Deal," he said, reaching for the telephone.