0 comments/ 84936 views/ 4 favorites When You Least Expect It By: Fritz Throughout our marriage of 30 years, I have often tried to spice up our sex life. Don't get me wrong; the first 10 to 15 years were great! Those years certainly didn't need any spicing up. However, the past 15 have been tough. My wife, with a few exceptions, has considered having sex with me one of three options: as a reward, a prepayment, or premenstrual pseudo-libido. THE REWARD OPTION: The sweetest sex we had was when we got out of town for a few days. We would travel 300 miles, get a motel room and basically act like a couple of hot teenagers for the weekend. She would always surprise me with some new lingerie. I'd get her a little drunk, and we'd have a high 'ole time. THE PREPAYMENT OPTION: Other times she would attack me before one of her family gatherings. She knew I hated being around her large family and their soap-opera lives. Therefore, to make it easy for her to get a "yes" answer from me, she would bribe me with a great blowjob the night before. (To be honest, it usually worked.) THE PREMENSTRUAL PSEUDO-LIBIDO OPTION: Traditionally, the night before she starts her period, she got pretty frisky. This sex was not always that great, but hey, ANY sex is better than none at all. By this time, you might be thinking, "So what's wrong with that? Is this guy terminally oversexed, or what?" Why heaven's no, I say! Why else would I spend so much time reading and writing stories here at Literotica? Problem: 1) We can no longer afford to go out of town for getaways. Beside, the last few times we went, the magic was gone, and I couldn't even get her drunk. 2) Kids are all grown, so we don't get to visit her family on a regular basis -a mixed blessing. 3) She's now on some hormone therapy and doesn't get frisky before her period (or after, for that matter). We were living in sexual limbo, and needless to say, our relationship was rather strained. Sex has always been a difficult subject for us to discuss, without both of us becoming defensive. This prompted me to take another stab at spontaneity and infuse the relationship with a little sexuality. At this point I figured what could it hurt? Since my sexual advances were having little or no effect on her, I opted to bring in a third party. I knew she still loved me on several levels, so I didn't feel adding another person would put our marriage in jeopardy. The only difficulty with pursuing this final option was finding the perfect third party. Since she finds alternate life styles, i.e., lesbianism totally offense, it had to be a man. It had to be a younger man -some free and easy type, who would light up her ego and get her juices flowing. The man would have to be single, good looking, sexy, and well hung. I knew from observation she was secretly attracted to the tall, dark and handsome type. It also had to be someone we both knew, since (hopefully) she would reject having an affair with a stranger. Narrowing down the prospects, I made a short list of available men. The next trick was confronting my final choice with the opportunity. I worked with a 40-year-old divorcee named Dave, and he seemed to fit most of my prerequisites. He stood 6 ft. tall with black hair and bedroom eyes that made him quite the lady's man. Being a lady's man is why he was divorced, but Barb didn't know that. He was more than a casual acquaintance of mine, and I knew Barb had met him in my company a few times. I invited him to play some Saturday golf. He agreed and even set up the tee time for us. I wanted to check him out further, before springing such an idea on him. The golf outing was a success. We each shot within strokes of each other and I found him very relaxing to be around. We discussed all the typical guy stuff: sports, work, weather and women. Speaking of woman, I was pleasantly surprised to discover we shared a mutual taste in buxom blondes. I also learned that his former mistress was 8 years his senior. Everything seemed to be falling in place, when we hit the showers. As we toweled off, I sneaked a peek at his jewels. I speculated the length of his thick, flaccid cock at 5 inches, which was more than enough to fill my requirements. "How 'bout going for a cold one, Dave?" I smiled. "Sounds good to me," he answered. I made some lame excuse about having to drop off something by the house, and he followed me home. I wanted Barb and Dave to have a good look at each other, before I made my determination. "Honey, I'm home!" I yelled, from the front door. There was no response, so I yelled louder, and ushered Dave into the front room. Soon we heard footsteps on the kitchen floor. Apparently Barb had been sunbathing in the backyard. She entered the front room, tying the bra straps of her bikini. "Shit, Donny! I didn't know you had company!" She said, half-smiling up at Dave. Looking into his piercing eyes, she felt naked. She crossed her arms to cover her huge tits and tried to find a relaxed pose. "Sorry Dear, you remember Dave, don't you?" "Hi Barb, its been a while. How ya doing?" He extended his hand and smiled. She let go of her arms, shook his hand and returned his smile. His smile must have relaxed her, since she let her hands fall down to her sides. I could see her nipples start to harden as they engaged in light conversation. They seemed to hit it off right away, so I excused myself to the kitchen for some beers. I returned with 3 cold ones, offered the beers, and they both reached for one, without breaking their conversation. I invited him to take a seat, and the two of us sat on the couch across from Barb. The conversation shifted from remarks about the weather, work, and hobbies. As she talked, she brushed back her hair, in a flirting manner. This caused her bra strap to fall from her shoulder. Caught up in his good looks, she ignored it. I was amazed how relaxed she was around him. This was only the first time she spoke to the man, and she had done nothing to cover herself. The conversation switched to her hobbies. She giggled and crossed her bare legs, as David complimented her choice of colors, arrangement, whatever. I was more into observing their body language, rather than what was actually said. "You know Hon, we were planning on going to the bar..." I started. "Well, why don't you guys just hang out here? We've got plenty of beer, chips and stuff. I could even whip up some dip." She said, smiling. "What do ya think, Dave?" I asked. "If it doesn't matter to you Don, we can stay put. Besides, I doubt if the waitresses at the bar are wearing bikinis," he laughed. Barb turned red at his remark, and realized that she had been sitting in front of us practically naked. Dave winked at me and we both laughed. "Oh God, look at me! I'm so embarrassed. Donny, why did you let me sit here half naked? I'll be right back." She got up promptly and headed out of the room. "Hey Babe, don't be upset. We we're just enjoying the show!" I yelled, watching her full ass jiggle as she walked away. Turning back to us at the doorway, she seductively pulled her other bra strap down, and stared directly at Dave. "I'm sure you DID!" She said, and made her exit. "Wow, Don! You never said you had such a hot wife!" "Yeah, she can be pretty hot, when she feels like flirting. I think she enjoys your company." I heard her footsteps in the hallway, and knew she had to have heard our remarks. I invited him to see our recroom in the basement. He admired my pool table and suggested we play a game. After downing another beer, he opened up and told me about his ex-wife. According to Dave, she had become rather frigid in bed. That's when he resorted to having the affair with an older woman. "Mature women are more relaxed lovers, and so much more sexy than younger women. At least to ME they are," he said, as a matter-of-fact. I agreed with him and thought this might be an excellent time to propose a hypothesis. "So what do you think of Barb? I mean, if she wasn't attached. Is she the kind of woman that would appeal to you?" "Oh HELL YES! No offense, Don, but even if she WERE attached to anyone but you, I'd definitely make a pass at her!" Whatever jealous feelings I might have had changed to feelings of excitement and pride. Just the idea of this younger lady's man being attracted to my wife was arousing. That's when I asked him a very leading question. "Suppose you were given the opportunity, how would you go about making a play for her?" I asked, laughingly. He looked at me dead in the eyes and put his big hand on my shoulder. "You can't be serious, Don! You surely don't want me to make a play for Barb, do you?" I laughed nervously and shrugged it off. This process was going a lot faster than I ever anticipated. If this was THE GUY I wanted to service my wife, I needed to be more tactful than that. As I tried to conjure up a response to take us off the subject, I heard Barb's voice. "So are you two ready for some dip?" She yelled. Our eyes drifted up from the pool table, in answer to her offer. I was stopped cold at the incredible sight of her. She had taken a shower and fixed her shoulder-length ash blond hair. Her makeup was on heavy, like she was going out on the town. She wore a short, lightweight, one-piece sundress that barely reached her tanned thighs. It had buttons all the way down the front, but she had four buttons opened, exposing her delicious cleavage. As she jiggled across the floor, the swaying of her 36dd's made it clear she was braless. She hadn't dressed like this, since we were dating, some 30 years ago. I was speechless. "Barb, you make one hot waitress with or without the bikini!" Said Dave, taking the snack tray from her. She blushed and shook her blonde hair away from her face. "Can I get you another beer, or something?" She asked Dave directly. Even a blind man could see she was openly flirting with him. She watched his eyes follow her, as she went over to the bar. I knew he was also caught up in her advances, and wondered just how far he would go, considering my suggestive questions. I didn't have to wait long to find out. He put down his pool cue and sauntered over to the bar. "Yes Miss, I'll have another, but can I fix YOU something, instead of a beer?" He prodded. She pondered and stared up at the ceiling and answered. "Well, we do have makings for Martinis?" "Martini it is! Your wish is my command, Ma'am," he smiled. SIDEBAR: Barb loves Martinis and will have one on rare occasions. Only one, mind you. Two Martinis and she has been known to lose control. Dave mixed and flirted. I watched and pretended to eye up a pool shot. He poured her the Martini and she downed half of it in no time. I finished my pool shot and reminded him of his turn. That seemed to shake him from her spell temporarily and he came back to the pool table. Barb, Martini in hand. approached me. She stood face-to-face with me and asked sweetly if she could play. I smelled her perfume, as she seductively moved against me, like a cat in heat. She positioned her huge tits on either side of my upper arm and reached down in front of my pants to grab my cock. I reminded her that pool wasn't her "game". "Oh PLEASE? How else will I learn, if I don't get to play? Maybe someone should teach me?" "I could show you how, that is, if you don't mind, Don?" With her hand on my cock, she squeezed. "Dave wants to show me how?" She whimpered. "Sure, maybe he can teach you something," I said, with my erection growing from her touch. She let go, patted my cock, and slinked over to Dave. The double-meaning comments between the two continued, as she brushed up against his fit body. "Oh look, Barb, you need a refill," he said, not realizing her limit. She glanced at me and smiled questionly. "Should I have another Martini, Honey?" She asked me, knowing it would most likely put her over the edge. I immediately weighed the options, and decided that if this threesome would ever happen, now was the best chance. "Sure Barb. Go for it. Its party time!" I determined. He poured her another and she quickly downed half of that one. Picking up the pool cue, she stood facing the table, and me with Dave right behind her. She leaned over the table and shoved her ass back against his crotch. Resting her boobs on the table, she wiggled her ass and smiled at me. "So, you gonna show me how to use your stick, or what?" He moved his obvious hardon next to her ass and leaned over to fix her grip on the cue. The more he tried to arrange her fingers on the cue, the more she shoved her ass up against him. "Ooh, I don't know if I can handle such a big stick. Donny, you don't suppose his stick bigger than yours?" "I think it just might be, Dear," I said, smiling at how wasted she was getting. Dave repeatedly gave me questioning looks, as if to ask whether his behavior was OK. I just smiled at him and nodded my head in approval. He excused himself to the bathroom, and I went over to steady Barb. Walking toward her, I noticed another button had come undone. Now her dress was open to the waist and there wasn't much left to the imagination. "Getting pretty tanked, aren't you, Honey? Perhaps you should fix your dress?" I asked, staring at her chest. "What's wrong Donny? Don't you like me showing off these big tits?" She defiantly undid another button, which was gave her enough room to pull open the dress. She pulled her arms out and let it drop to the floor. My jaw must have also dropped to the floor, when I saw she was completely naked. Reaching to my pants, she pulled down the fly. Taking my hard cock out, she went to her knees. "I think THIS is what needs fixing," she said, gripping my cock. I stood in total amazement, as she consumed my dick. She jacked me and sucked away at my 8 inches like a crazed woman. She was in the process of deep throating me, when it occurred to me that Dave would soon be back. "Honey, the last thing in the world I want you to do right now is stop, but Dave will be back soon," I stated. Her response was non-verbal. She looked up into my eyes, and pulled my cock out, except for the head. With her teeth, she rimmed the edge of the glans. This almost brought me to an orgasm. She felt it building and gripped the base super tight, so I couldn't cum. Just then Dave returned from the bathroom. Quickly observing Barb's blowjob, he apologized and started for the door. Keeping her firm grip on me, Barb turned her head toward the door. "What's wrong -never seen a wife give her husband a blowjob? Just sit there and watch this." She used my erection and pointed to a nearby chair. He slowly obeyed and took a seat, as she resumed her sucking. Moaning like a cheap whore, she whipped my cock out of her mouth and jacked it hard and fast. "Give it to me. Fuck my face. Cum on your slut wife -now!" With that, my cock exploded and I shot a few long streams of white cum all over her face. She continued pumping me, until I let go another small load into her mouth. She licked my cock clean, stood up and French-kissed me with a mouthful of my own cum. She reached down, wadded up her dress and wiped her face with it. She looked over at Dave, who was massaging the outline of his huge cock. "I'm sorry if that offended you, Dave, but Donny's stick needed some attention," she said, stepping back into her stained dress. "Think nothing of it Barb. Every man needs his stick fixed, from time to time," he smirked. "Well Donny, if you don't mind, I think Dave wants to finish his lesson?" She pointed her question at Dave. They both looked at me for approval. I knew that what came next would forever change our marriage and whatever relationship I had with Dave. I was going to witness my wife getting fucked by a younger stud, and I had been responsible for setting it up. Moral questions of trust and fidelity filled my head. Did I really need to share my wife with another man? Had our marriage dissolved to the point, that I could no longer totally please her? Would she find his dick totally irresistible and dump me? Do I know enough about this guy to trust him to be discreet? I stood transfixed, staring at the two of them, until Barb's words broke the silence. "I think I REALLY DO NEED this lesson, Honey," she said, in a soft voice. It suddenly became clear that this was ultimately her decision, and I've never denied her in the past. "You two don't mind if I watch? I just might pick up some valuable pointers," I said, resolutely. They both smiled at me and then at each other. Once again she assumed her position at the head of the pool table, with Dave lined up behind her. She took hold over the pool cue again and leaned over the felt surface. Stepping back, she again shoved her ass against his crotch. He leaned over her once again and whispered in her ear. She smiled politely, as his whispers continued. He ground his pelvis into her ass, while his hands started to caress her boobs. Her breathing became much heavier. She turned her head slightly to his and whispered something. He stood up, stepped back and loosened his pants. He pealed his shorts off with them, and they dropped in a heap at his feet. His erection was something to behold. His 10-inch long cock stood at full attention, as he slowly raised her short dress. She still hadn't actually seen his huge cock, but she was about to feel it. He pushed his meat down to rub her bare ass crack. Feeling the length of him, she looked sweetly at me and burst out with a comment I'd never heard from her. "Time to stop talkin' and start chalkin'," she demanded. Her sopping wet pussy lips parted, as his tool entered. He wasted no time with preliminaries and shoved it in all the way in one, long stroke. "Oh Godddd!" She yelled. She dropped the pool cue and dug her nails into the felt. Her eyes opened wide and rolled back, as her teeth bit into her lower lip. "Time to fix MY stick, Baby!" Exclaimed Dave. He started pumping his cock back and forth, faster and harder, until he finally settled on a steady, fucking rhythm. "God, its so BIG!" She cried, staring straight at me. Her pussy expanded and adjusted to his length and girth. Whatever pain she might have felt soon turned into pure pleasure. Watching the resulting change in her expression assured me that I had made the right decision. "Don, your wife has such a tight pussy -VERY nice and tight," Dave commented, like he was savoring a fine wine. "I think I could fuck her for hours. Would you mind?" Seeing her in perfect ecstasy, I responded, "I think it's just what the doctor ordered." For the first time, I watched, in awe, as she had one orgasm after another. Following her third climax, my own dick was at full mast again. I noticed her legs wobbling, and asked if she was OK. In between his long thrusts, she admitted to being a little weak. I suggested to Dave that she might be more comfortable on the couch. He slowed down and pulled out his wet dick. She stood up, let out a long sigh and pulled off her dress. She took hold of our cocks and walked us to the couch. "I might be worthless in billiards, but I DO know how to shake a good stick, or two," she said, seductively. She had me lay on the couch, so she could straddle me. Lowering herself onto my hardon, she began to ride me with a vengeance. Dave stood near her, stroking his big sloppy dick, as he watched her huge tits flying and smashing into one another. She was definitely into fucking me hard, and hadn't noticed the proximity of his cock. She reached to hold her massive tits still, when she felt it on her cheek. Her eyes gently closed and she turned her opened mouth to accept his cock. She slowed down her attack on my dick. Her hands loosened and then fondled her tits, as she slowly sucked in more of his cock. When You Least Expect It "Take him all, Baby. Show him what a good cocksucking momma you are. That's it. Take it ALL!" I prodded her. Barb leaned her head back, relaxed her throat muscles and proceeded to gobble up his entire meat. "God Dam Man! I've never, and I mean NEVER, had a woman take it ALL! What a woman. I think I'm in love!" Barb's eyes smiled up at him. She brought my hands to feel her chest, wrapped both of her hands around the base of Dave's cock and gave him one of her patented, sloppy blowjobs. Grinding her pussy into me, she tightened her cunt and I shot my load. She came, as she felt my hot cum shoot into her. As she climaxed, her mouth opened wide, and her teeth clamped down on Dave's throbbing cock. It took him over the edge and his warm semen shot to the back of her throat. After gagging on his first big load, she jacked and pumped him, until he unloaded again all over her tits. As she had done to me before, she sucked him dry and kissed him. This must have been the first time he tasted his own cum, and it turned him on. As she Frenched him, remarkably his cock got hard again. "Whoa, down boy!" Barb admonished him. Again she wiped his cum off her boobs with her dress, and then put it back on. I wondered how she could be comfortable wearing the cum-soaked frock. She said she was going to save it, as a memento of such a wonderful day. Whatever her reason, the odor reminded me of an x-rated movie theatre, and I said so (big mistake). "Oooh, now THAT would be FUN! Let's go to a movie, guys!" She squealed, like a kid. I tried to change the subject, but she wouldn't let it die. She was acting like some 9-year-old desperate to see a Disney movie, and there was no changing her mind. We had been to an x-rated movie once, many, many years ago and the experience was less than rewarding. Her reaction then was one of utter disgust and paranoia. We didn't last more than 15 minutes, and had to leave. Now I wondered if I had created a slut-monster? I finally gave in and said we could go, on one condition -that she wear her full-length overcoat. She agreed, and went to change. Dave made some excuse about having a prior commitment, and said he might meet up with us at the theatre later. I thanked him for stopping by and for servicing my wife. "Hey Don, the pleasure was all mine. I owe you one, big-time!" He winked and shook my hand. "Donny, mix me another Martini, please?" Barb yelled, from the bedroom. THREE, I thought to myself. This is uncharted territory. To error on the safe side, I mixed it half-strength and brought it to her. She had fixed her hair and reapplied her makeup, but she was still wearing the same smelly sundress. She noticed my expression, took a healthy swig and said the dress made her feel like a slut. "You're not taking your prim and proper wife to the fuck flicks, Honey. You're taking a slut. For the first time in our marriage, I've been unfaithful. I fucked a stranger in front of my husband, and... and I loved it! I sucked and fucked you both, like some porno queen, and I loved it! Tonight, I will be a slut. I've got plenty of tomorrows to be your faithful, proper wife. For one night, I'm going to live out some fantasies -yours AND mine!" In all our years of marriage, I don't think I was ever more exhilarated than at that moment. I mentioned that Dave had to leave. She was disappointed at first, until I told her he might see us later. She downed her drink, threw on a trench coat, and we headed out to the cinema. We got in the car and had just pulled out of the driveway, when she spoke, "Remember back when I used to give you highway hummers, Honey?" She asked, uncrossing her legs. Spreading her legs wide, she reached down and hiked up her dress. Dipping two fingers into her bare pussy, she held them to my lips. I licked her juices and recalled that was the good-ole-days. She leaned over on all fours, unzipped my pants, and took my semi-flaccid cock in her mouth. I pulled her dress up over her ass and finger-fucked her, just like the old days. It was a dark night and the traffic was minimal, so I didn't stop her from sucking my cock to a full erection. By the time we arrived at the theatre, I was ready to shoot my load, but I restrained myself. She wanted me to cum, until I convinced her, it might be better to save it for later. I bought two tickets and we entered the seedy theatre. "You're right Donny. It does smell like my dress in here." We stood and waited for our eyes to adjust to the dark, stinking pit. The place could probably seat 200. Tonight there were maybe 20 people. I was sure they were mostly men. I mentioned it might be safer for us to sit in the back seats, so nobody could sneak up behind us. "Hey, we're not here to play it safe tonight. Let's sit over there, so we can catch all the action," she said, pointing to the middle of the theatre. I followed her down the dark isle. Once the patrons caught a glimpse of her blonde hair, even with the trench coat, they knew it was a woman. Some of them called for her to sit next to them, as we passed by. She turned to a group of them, smiled, spread open her coat and curtsied. The men applauded. "Geez, Barb! Those horny old dogs will be after you, like flys on shit now," I said, taking my seat. "Oh, some of them aren't that old. This will be fun!" she laughed. As predicted, we hadn't been there a few minutes, when we were surrounded on all sides. Barb couldn't help but notice all the attention. "Now boys, we're all here to watch the show, right?" She said, motherly. "Yes Ma'am, we are definitely here for a show!" Said one guy, smirking. Just then the screen lit up with previews of 'Cuming Attractions'. We sat back in our seats and soon the guys were actually watching the screen, instead of Barb. One of the feature movies started. It was your normal wham-bam-thank-you-maam saga that everyone expects. The non-plot story featured some beautiful young starlets and a few, well-hung co-stars. It was long before the theatre was filled with the typical sounds of overdubbed moans and slurping sounds. Barb started to giggle at the actor's make believe antics. "God, this is so unreal," she whispered. "I know, but THAT'S not," I added, motioning for her to look at the men around us. Nearly all the men were in different stages of masturbation, some of them with their dicks out. Their eyes were glued to the screen, and we could faintly hear a chorus of heavy breathing all sides of us. "Wow, that IS amazing!" She noted. She slyly peered at all the guys, trying to sneak a peak at their equipment. Many of them were happy to oblige, when they caught her staring. She turned back to the screen, crossed her legs and opened her coat. "God, it's sure getting warm in here. Did they turn the heat up?" She asked. "Honey, I think you're the one who's hot." "Oh, that's so nice of you to say. How come you don't have your cock out?" She whispered. "I was just waiting for you, Dear," I answered. She slowly peeled off the trench coat, unbuttoned a few of her top buttons and flapped her skirt up and down. "Jesus, it's hot it here!" She said, out loud. She hiked her dress up to her thighs and swung her legs back and forth, to fan her pussy. The men glanced at her, when she lowered her hands under the hem of her dress. She took two pussy-soaked fingers and ran them across my lips. "See how hot I am? Are you this hot? Let's see..." she said, and unzipped my pants. She took my cock out and stroked it a few times. Suddenly three or four guys moaned in unison. "I think we're being watched," she whispered. "I think they're watching you, Honey," I answered. "Do you think so? We'll see about that." She let go of my cock and sat back in her seat. On the screen was a gang-bang scene with five or six guys nailing one girl. She pretended to watch the movie and started feeling up her tits. As she pinched her nipples, we heard the shuffling of shoes behind us. Sitting up straight, she slowly unbuttoned her entire dress and pulled it wide open. Her naked body was on full display. The "oohs and aahs" assured her that she had their complete attention. She massaged her melons for several minutes, then put both hands on her thighs. I started jacking my erection at the sight of her. Her eyes closed, she leaned her head back. With her legs spread wide, she shoved her fingers into her wet pussy. This caused her forearms to squeeze her huge tits together and thrust them forward. Parting her pussy lips wide with one hand, she fingered her clitoris with the other. She scooted down further in her seat, continuing her heated masturbation. Without opening her eyes, she spoke. "Touch me. Touch me." I reached over and caressed one of her tits. Soon, another hand joined mine on her other tit. It was the hand of some guy sitting two seats on her right. He watched my actions and mimicked my every caress. He looked at me, then down at the seat next to her. He had a nice smile and a gentle touch, so I nodded my head. Taking that as an invitation, he quickly moved to the seat next to my wife. As we continued to massage her heaving tits, a pair of hands came from over her shoulders. I looked back to see a young man, who also nodded at me. His smooth hands caressed both sides of her face and jaw. She felt his light touch and turned her head slightly to run her lips over his fingers. His hands worked their way down to her chest. Once I felt his hands touch mine, I nodded to the other guy to follow me. The stranger from behind took over our job, and I worked my hand down to her legs. The guy next to her did the same. Her breathing accelerated, when she felt our touch on her upper thighs. With closed eyes, she licked her lips and took hold of our hands. She pulled our hands to her wet pussy. Our fingers learned quickly to work together. I spread her lips, as he lightly teased her clit. He did such an expert job, she soon climaxed. While he brought her to an orgasm, I inserted two fingers into her cunt. Her hands flew over to our crotches and she started pumping both of our hard cocks. The guy next to her came quickly all over her hand and himself. She wiped his cum on her dress and pulled his hand off her pussy. Gently, she moved the hands from behind her from her tits. She sat up, opened her eyes and smiled at her suitors. Then, in one turn, she bent down and took my cock in her mouth. Her head bobbed up and down on my tool, as she slurped, sucked and moaned loudly. My hips bucked against her face, while she swallowed my cock. She stopped sucking, took my throbbing cock out and pumped me to climax. My sperm flew all over her face. She made sure of that. That's when I felt a hand grip my shoulder. "Did you guys get tired of waiting? Barb, nice facial!" It was Dave. I was never more relieved. "Man, you guys are loud. We could hear her blowing you from the back seats!" "WE?" I asked. He stepped aside, and there stood a beautiful brunette. Dressed in a tube top and short leather skirt, she was stunning. "Linda, this is Don, and the lady with cum on her face is Barb." Linda smiled and said hello. Blushing Barb pulled her dress up to wipe her face and shyly returned the hello. "Hey, down in front!" Some guy yelled. Dave noticed the men glaring at Linda, and suggested we join them in the back. Barb pulled her coat over her shoulders and we followed them to a less populated area in the back. Linda and Barb went to the restroom. I quizzed Dave about Linda. He said she was an occasional girlfriend, who liked going to porno flicks. "Remember, I said I owed you one? Well, she's the one!" "Are you crazy? She's half my age. Beside that, Barb could NEVER deal with that!" I said, thanking him for the gesture. He just smiled and said, "We'll just see how it goes, and play it by ear. OK?" The ladies returned and took their seats between us. They sat next to each other, with me on Barb's side and Linda next to Dave. The two giggled at the lame talent on screen and made off-color remarks. After about 10 minutes, they were getting along like old buddies. They stopped watching the movie and started into a quiet conversation. They tried to keep it down to a whisper, but often their voices erupted in laughter. I warned Barb to keep it quiet, observing the patron's backward sneers. "Do you know what Linda does for a living?" She whispered to me. "She's a prostitute -a whore! Isn't that exciting?" I was stunned and asked her how she knew that. "I just asked where she worked, and she told me. I told her I was your slut for the evening. She got a kick out of that. Then I asked if Dave was her "trick". She said he was her boyfriend and she was taking the night off." "I would have never guessed from her appearance she was a hooker," I said. "I know. She's so pretty, and such a nice person," said Barb. We went back to viewing the movie. We sat quietly and watched a Lesbian scene unfold. The scene with two women was hot. Even Barb (the devout anti-lesbian) seemed to be aroused. With her eyes glued to the screen, I heard her whisper to Linda. "So Linda, do you ever do women for money?" There was a long pause. "No," she said. Another long pause. "I mean, well, I've made out with plenty of women, but usually not for money," she whispered. "What about older women... you would probably have to charge them, huh?" Asked Barb, as she watched a young, buxom blonde starlet go down on the brunette. After another long pause, I saw Linda rest her hand on Barb's thigh. "There is no charge for a sweet, sexy woman that I'm attracted to," said Linda, lightly squeezing Barb's thigh. Barb looked down at Linda's hand, and then turned to face her. "I'm afraid my dress must smell terrible," Barb said, staring into her dark eyes. "It smells like fresh cum," whispered Linda, inching her face closer to Barb. "Some of it is fresh." "Yes, I feel something wet," said Linda, running her fingers over a wet spot on the fabric. Barb's legs spread apart. She raised her hand and softly ran her index finger on Linda's lower lip. Linda licked her lips and teased Barb's finger with her tongue. "I bet you have a wet spot that's even fresher, hum? Let's see." Linda slowly pulled up Barb's dress, until her pussy was in full view. She put her hand directly on Barb's bush and ran a finger into her wet pussy lips. Barb's whole body shuddered at her touch. "Ummmm, see how wet you are?" She brought her dripping finger to her mouth, merely inches from Barb's face. "...and juicy too! Want a taste?" Barb's hand fell from Linda's face and landed on Linda's ample cleavage. She started to move her hand, when her fingers caught on the tube top. One of her long fingernails got tangled in the fabric, so when Barb jerked her hand away, down came the top. Barb frantically tugged to release her finger and looked down at Linda's naked bosom. She gave up the battle, not wanting to tear the fabric. Embarrassed, she kept her head down and continued to ogle Linda's young tits. Linda lifted Barb's face up to hers again. "Why I think you're trying to rape me, Barb. That's not fair. I think a little turn-about is in order," laughed Linda. Barb's eyes fixed on Linda's, as Linda's expert fingers unbuttoned Barb's dress and pulled it down to reveal her jugs. "Oh, what do we have here? 36D -no, double D's, right?" Barb nodded. Linda massaged them and teased her hard nipples, like only a woman could. She stopped briefly and freed Barb's fingernail from her top. Resuming her massage, she broke the silence. "Such a nice big set of tits. Do you let men cum on them?" "I did today," Barb answered, in a daze. "Wish I could been there. I would have gladly licked it off those big melons." Barb broke a smile. "You could put my top back on now, or not. I kinda like showing them off, you know. They're D-cups too, just 34 though. Do you think they sag too much?" Barb hardly noticed when Linda put her hand on hers placed it on her chest. Barb's hand, as if on autopilot, cupped and fondled the pert, young tits. "They are perfect, simply perfect," remarked Barb. My wife continued feeling up the lovely Linda. Linda reached down and teased Barb's clit. She rubbed and stroked it, faster and faster, until Barb was ready to climax. Then, she stopped. "Wouldn't you like to find MY wet spot?" "NO!" Cried Barb. She stopped her breast fondling, pulled Linda's hand away from her cunt, and turned her head back to the screen. The two starlets were wrapped in a lurid '69 and moaning like two dogs in heat. She watched subconsciously, and debated her next move. She looked down at my full erection, as I stroked it and watched the movie. "Donny, she tried to put the make on me." "And...?" I asked. "And, part of me liked it. I'm just afraid to take it any further." "Well, just go as far as any other slut would go," I suggested. Somewhat reluctantly, she turned back to Linda. By then, Linda was in a heated embrace with Dave. She watched Dave's hands roughly tugging on Linda's tits. Their tongues danced together, as Linda undid her skirt. She lifted her ass and slid the skirt down her long legs to the floor. Dave's hand pulled away Linda's thong and he shoved his fingers up her pussy. Barb couldn't stop watching, as Linda pushed Dave back in his seat. He held his enormous hardon, as Linda stood up and turned around. Looking right at Barb, she spread her pussy lips and sat down on his huge cock. She rode his 10" cock up and down its entire length, over and over. Holding her tits to keep them from flapping, she bit down on her lip to stifle a scream. Barb was beginning to feel jealous, but she wasn't quite sure of whom. The hard fucking duo had been at it for about 10 minutes, when Linda mouthed something to Barb. Unable to make out what she was trying to say, Barb stood and moved next to her. Only between Dave's deep thrusts, Linda was able to speak. "I want.......to do.........that...........to.... you," she said, and pointed to the screen. Barb turned to see the two lesbians eating out each other, and looked back at Linda. "I know YOU do! I just don't know if I ...." She was interrupted when Linda's hands gripped her tits and pulled her face to hers. "NOW," Linda said, sternly. Reaching behind Barb's head, Linda jerked her lips to hers. Once again, Barb froze. Standing there with her open, cum-soaked dress draped over her nakedness, her legs almost gave way. She felt a chill run up her spine when the pretty, young hooker tenderly kissed her lips. The chill soon was replaced by the warmth of the stranger's gentle fingers and hands moving up and down her torso. The overwhelming sensations were no longer obscene or wrong. Linda's touch was comforting and soothing, but also wildly erotic. With Linda's fingers buried in her wet pussy, and her mouth full of Barb's big tit, she couldn't hold back. She ran her hand up Linda's thighs and on up to her shaven pussy. Linda's stretched pussy still rode Dave's huge cock, but much slower now. As Linda's juices coated her fingers, Barb could feel the tip of her proud pussy lips, and then her clit. "Oh God Yes! That's it! Don't stop!" Linda yelled. The female cry got the immediate attention of the patrons, and they turned to look. Seeing they were now the "show", Barb quickened her strokes and bent over to suck one of Linda's tits. Linda's head flew back, as she ground her cunt into Dave's mammoth cock and Barb's fingers. Her grunts and moans filled the theatre. Many of the patrons were now standing, to get a better view. With cocks flying, many of them ejaculated. Linda let out one, final, long scream, and soon Barb's hand was full of hot cum. She pulled her hand from Linda's dripping pussy and started to wipe it on her dress, when Linda stopped her. When You Least Expect It "This one's for ME, Baby," said Linda, as she brought Barb's soaked hand to her face. She licked the cum from Barb's hand, until it was clean. It was then that the patrons got unruly, and we decided it was a good time to leave. The ladies quickly dressed and we were out of there in a flash. Dave asked if we felt like a drink, and that his van was parked nearby. We agreed and piled into his conversion van. The oversized van was a sight to behold. Plush, crushed velvet lined the entire interior. The sexy little sin pit was well appointed with indirect lighting, wet bar, DVD video and a huge mattress. Barb and I both commented on what a beautiful layout he had. He explained that since his divorce, he often lived out of his van. Barb was totally enchanted with the van, and spread herself on the mattress. "Your van is so cute, Dave! Can't we stay here and have drinks?" "Sure, we can Barb. What can I fix you -another Martini?" He asked, now fully aware of its effects. "Oooh, that would be sweet. A Martini is just what I need!" As he started mixing, I whispered to him to make hers half-strength. He complied, switched on some music, and we relaxed with our drinks. "Oh Dam, I completely forgot about this stinky dress! Dave, you wouldn't have anything I could throw on? I don't want to ruin your bed spread." "I don't think that bed spread is unfamiliar with cum stains, but if you would feel more comfortable, I think I might have something," laughed Dave. He opened a dresser drawer filled with all kinds of frilly lingerie and told her to take her pick. Barb was amazed at his collection and motioned for Linda to come see the goodies. "Geez Dave, are you a cross dresser, or what?" Asked Linda. "Hell No! That's just leftovers that have accumulated over the past few years. You girls are welcome to whatever you want." Soon they had dumped out the entire drawer. They shed their clothes and started trying different outfits on. They kept asking our opinion on what looked good. The fabrics were all so shear and sexy, it really didn't really matter which ones they picked. We liked them all. The women were more critical. "Here Barb, try this on," said Linda, handing her a pink camisole. Barb pulled it on, but it was rather tight around her big boobs. "I think this is too small for my big old tits, Linda. I think it would look much better on your sweet, young body." "Nonsense! The color is perfect and your tits are scrumptious! Don't you think, Donny?" Said Linda, stroking Barb's nipples. "I think you BOTH have outstanding tits, and you will both look great in any of this stuff!" I said, appreciating their huge racks. "Barb, your husband is such a sweetheart. I could just eat him up! Mind if I try?" Linda winked at me, and then turned to Barb with a questioning look. Barb realized Linda was seductively serious and looked at me for an answer. I smiled and shook my head "no". Barb turned back to Linda. "Sure. I suppose he deserves a little extra action, after all I've had today. Just don't be too good a lover. I couldn't stand to lose him." The young, slinky brunette, wearing nothing but a thong and thigh-high nylons crept toward me like a panther. I tried to laugh off her advances, but when I looked up at Dave, he was all smiles. "Paybacks are hell, buddy," he said. I watched silently, as she stripped off my clothes. She French-kissed me and I suddenly felt a pang of guilt, knowing my wife was watching all of this. The beautiful whore was much too attractive for me not to be aroused. My cock hardened at her touch, as I glanced to see Barb's expression. Barb was speechless, like she was observing a root canal. "I promise not to be too good, Donny," said Linda. She could see how nervous I was. She needed to break the ice and somehow put us both at ease. She motioned for Barb. "I need your help, Honey. Come here and show me your technique." Like the pro, she knew all the tricks. Involving Barb in my seduction was genius! Barb crawled over and took hold of my growing erection. "I don't do much special, really. I'm sure its nothing, compared to what you can do, Linda." "That's bullshit Barb! Most wives know exactly what it takes to please their man. They just forget from time to time, how much it means to them. Dave had nothing but praise for your talents, earlier today. He said you deep-throated him like a real pro. Now show us your stuff, girl!" Barb's blowjobs were a thing of beauty, especially when she put her heart and soul into it. Bound and determined to impress her new friend, she took my cock in her mouth. Right away she swallowed my 8 inches to the hilt. I let out a deep moan and Linda gripped the base of my cock, while Barb bobbed up and down on my boner. "That's a girl. Take him all the way in. He loves it. Don't you Donny?" Asked Linda, teasing my balls with her tongue. "God Yes! Hell Yes! I LOVE IT!" I yelled repeatedly. "Let's try this..." Barb took my cock out and Linda showed her how both of them could suck it together. They both licked the sides of my dick at once, and then took turns sucking in just the head. I was in whore heaven. Every time I felt my climax coming, Linda gripped the base hard and stopped my ejaculation. They had my cock so hard, I thought it would implode. Instead, it exploded with thick, white cum. It felt like lightning was shooting from my balls, through the rigid shaft and into their waiting mouths. Like the slut whores they were, they licked up every drop, kissed each other and swapped my load, until they had swallowed it all. "Hey Linda, don't teach me too much! Donny will get spoiled, and besides, I've got to go back to being a respectable, faithful, proper wife tomorrow!" "So, you're kinda like Cinderella? Slut-for-a-night? You really think it ends tonight? That's pretty optimistic of you. Just don't be too surprised if the clock strikes 12, and you still have a craving for big cocks and pretty pussy." "That thought DID cross my mind, but I've got too much invested in my marriage and family. I have to consider tonight as one final way to blow off some pent up sexual energy." "Well, we'd better get busy then. There's only two hours left to make all those latent fantasies of yours come true." Laughed Linda. "Why don't you boys go to that bar across the street. We need to have some 'girl talk'. We'll join you later, OK?" Said Linda. Dave and I did as we were told and went to the little tavern. Barb was excited at the prospect, but admitted she wasn't sure she still had any unfulfilled fantasies. She recounted, that in one day, she had had sex with another man, and, in front of her husband. She had a threesome with them. She'd been an exhibitionist and a voyeur in the theatre, and let several men fondle her at once. She had a lesbian encounter, and then watched her husband make out with another woman. "I can't imagine anything I might have missed," she said. "What if I suggest some other FUN things, and you tell me if it appeals to you?" Asked Linda, smiling. Barb agreed and Linda started naming every conceivable, nasty, lurid, erotic scenario she could think of. Several of them were even new to me! It was entertaining, just to watch Barb's changing expressions. From giggling and smirking to utter disgust, she showed a whole range of emotions -most of them negative. Linda wasn't getting any positive responses, so she asked her if watching people in the porno movies turned her on. "Not the ones on screen," she said. "You mean the horny guys in the audience?" Asked Linda. "Yeah, that was fun showing off, but..." "But what? Watching me and Dave go at it?" "Yes, that really made me hot," admitted Barb. "What else Barb? There's something else, isn't there?" Barb reluctantly nodded and smiled. "Is it me?" Asked Linda. Barb nodded. "Did it make you hot, when I touched you?" She nodded again. "And when you touched me?" Another nod. "You're having a hard time, dealing with these feelings for another woman, aren't you, Barb?" "Yes. Exactly! You're very lucky, to be able to express your feelings so openly. I could never admit to even having such feelings," said Barb. "There's no LUCK to it at all! I KNOW my body. I know what feels good -what arouses me. When a sexy woman comes along, that I'm attracted to, I just want to...to...well, you know?" "You think I'm sexy?" Asked Barb. "YES, very! I would like to think you find me a little sexy too?" Linda asked. "God Yes, Linda! That's my problem! I think you're the first woman I ever wanted to... to...." "To make love to?" Whispered Linda. After a long pause, Barb looked away and slowly nodded. "Don't be afraid to show your feelings to me, Barb. You liked it when I touched your pussy, didn't you? You liked touching mine too. I could tell. Why don't you touch it now, without that big cock in me." Barb watched, in silence, as Linda's hand took her own and placed it on her thong-covered mound. She felt Linda's wetness through the fabric, as she moved her fingers. Linda moaned and reached over between Barb's legs. Barb spread her legs at Linda's soft touch. Linda's fingers wasted no time finding Barb's wet pussy lips. She lightly teased her clit. "You like a big, hard cock in your wet pussy, don't you?" She whispered, and ran her tongue in Barb's ear. "I like them too. I also like the sweet softness of a woman -a sexy woman like you. Lay down and I'll show you how good it can feel." Linda pulled off Barb's camisole, stripped out of her thong and laid her back on the mattress. Barb's eyes closed and Linda kissed her lips. Her body tingled with anticipation, as Linda's lips worked their way from her lips to her neck, then to her tits. The lips licked her hardened nipples, until they were soaked with Linda's saliva. Her whole body tensed up, when the lips kissed her torso and abdomen. Linda felt Barb's trepidation. Her hands stroked and soothed Barb's thighs, until her legs relaxed and opened. Barb felt Linda's familiar fingers on her pussy lips. The fingers pulled her lips open; she felt Linda's long hair on her pelvis and then a soft warmth on her clitoris. The soft, warm hardness of Linda's tongue was unlike anything she'd ever felt. As her lips spread wider, the tongue licked and darted into her pussy. Her orgasm came in waves. The lust for Linda grew, with each new sensation. "Linda, OH GOD. Linda, I need to taste you. NOW!" Barb yelled. Linda sucked in Barb's clit and held it in her mouth, as she spun her body around. She raised her leg and swung it over Barb to straddle her head. Barb's hands caressed Linda's ass and hips and then pulled her shaven pussy to her mouth. She slid her tongue into Linda's wet lips and returned the favor, by sucking her clit. Their bodies became one, beautiful mass of hair, tits and ass. After alternating two or three orgasms, both women knew where each other's climax buttons were. They were taking turns pushing those buttons, when Dave and I returned to the van. Dave slammed open the van door, and there they were, together in a naked embrace. They glanced at us, smiled and went back to getting each other off. "God, leave you two together for a few minutes, and this happens!" Dave laughed, as we climbed into the van. We watched them go at it for about five minutes, before whipping out our cocks. "Come on in, guys! The water's fine," said Linda, taking one last, long lick at Barb's cunt. The women broke their embrace and got to their knees. They undid our pants and sucked our cocks, as we tore off the rest of our clothes. "One hour left, Barb. Are you ready for some heavy-duty fucking, or what?" Asked Linda. "FUCK YES! Let's do it. I want to fuck all of you! Just fuck me like the slut I am!" She yelled. "OK, then. We can all fuck you at the same time, Baby," said Linda. She reached in her purse and pulled out a dildo and strapped it on. As she lubed it down with jelly, she issued instructions. She had Dave lay down on his back. Next, she told Barb to mount him. Eagerly, Barb straddled his huge cock, spread her pussy lips and inserted it. As she started riding him, Linda had me stand, so Barb could suck my cock. Before Barb could object, Linda knelt behind her and slowly inserted the dildo into her asshole. Barb relaxed and adjusted to the dildo. She took my cock back into her mouth and slowly started to ride Dave's hard cock. Linda inched the fat dildo into her ass until she had taken it all. Pain and pleasure mixed together, until her feelings became an erotic blur. With a multitude of hands and fingers caressing, pinching and gripping her body; with three cocks filling every hole, her orgasm peaked. My cock fell from her open mouth, and she screamed. "Oh FUCK, OH FUCK, OHH FUUUUUCK!" With one final thrust of Dave's cock, he filled her womb with his hot seed. Her asshole clenched so tightly, it spewed out the dildo. When she sat up straight and ground her cunt into Dave's cock, my own erection burst forth a stream of white cum on her tits. Her hands spread my jizz all over her tits, while her body kept riding Dave's spent cock. She took hold of my flaccid dick and sucked it in her mouth again. Linda came over to me and held on to the base of my cock, while Barb sucked. "She's wants you to cum again," Linda said, in a whisper. She saw my expression of frustration. "I don't know if I can?" I said. "Sure you can. Here, I can help," she said, and knelt down at my feet. Still holding on to my limp dick, she licked up some of the cum from Barb's tits. Once she had a mouthful, she opened Barb's mouth and let my cum drip onto her tongue. My dick flinched and she tightened her grip. The cum-swapping turned into a full-mouth, messy kiss, with the women squeezing each other's big tits. Dave's cock must have come back to life, because Barb started riding him again. Linda's grip turned into tight strokes and I felt my cock start to harden. She broke the kiss and directly went to sucking my cock. Barb looked up at me, like a wanton whore. "That's it Bitch! Suck him off. Make him cum in my slutty mouth." Then she looked down at Dave, who had his fingers in Linda's pussy. "Come on stud. You going to fill me up again, or what? That's it. Get that bitch wet again, so I can eat her out. God, I love the taste of that pussy. Come on. Fuck me, you stud!" The combination of Barb's language and the whole erotic scene had my cock rigid again. Linda certainly knew all the tricks of the trade, and then some. She pumped my cock harder and harder into her sweet mouth, until she knew I was ready. "OK Honey, he's ready." "Give it to me, Donny. Fuck my slut mouth." Barb's mouth opened wide and Linda let up on her tight grip and pumped my load into her waiting mouth. Just then, Dave's back arched, elevating Barb. My cum poured into her mouth, as Dave's cock burst inside her. The dual ejaculation gave her an immediate orgasm. With my juice hanging from her lips, she smiled. "You OK, Barb?" I asked. "Ummmm Yes. I'M FULL!" "It's been quite a day for you," I surmised. "Yes indeed. One, I won't soon forget!" She said, licking her lips. "So you honestly don't think this could ever happen again?" Asked Linda. "Hell, I would have never thought THIS could happen, in the first place!" I interrupted. "Yes, I'm afraid our marriage has become rather predictable. The future? I don't know if anything will radically change, but who knows? Maybe, just maybe... when you least expect it... who knows?" She winked. We all laughed.