0 comments/ 40044 views/ 3 favorites Terry and Dina Ch. 01 By: freaknut This is a work of fiction, intended to be read by adults of consenting age according to state law in their area. If adult content offends you, do not read any further. Dina Daly was an attractive woman, in her late 20’s, full of life, vibrant and outgoing. But she was sexually frustrated. Her husband, James Daly, was a successful lawyer; in fact they were partners together at the firm. But between his heavy caseload, long hours at the office and his upcoming bid for Congressman, the Daly's love life had suffered. Dina had met James while she was school at Yale, he was her Civil Law professor, and she was a 22 year old senior. Their romance was stormy and passionate. He was just getting out of a 15 year marriage and Dina was 18 years his junior. The May-December romance continued through his divorce, and when Dina graduated summa cum laude from Yale, James immediately offered her a job at his firm. A two carat diamond engagement ring followed shortly after and six years later, they were still partners, at the office and at home. It was a bright and sunny Florida day and Dina Daly was frustrated and horny as hell. Her husband, James, was off at another campaign meeting, as he planned on running for Congressman in 2004. Dina tapped her red tipped fingernails along the smooth mahogany banister of the main staircase. Looking around her spacious Mediterranean home, her gaze flicked over the priceless antiques and other niceties that made their home worthy of the magazine shoots they had had to endure over the years. Nothing seemed to interest Dina in the house; she had but one thing on her mind, sex. Walking up the stairs to the room she shared with James, Dina crossed to the armoire and began choosing a bathing suit to lie out on the pool deck in. Discarding several choices, she settled on a bright, floral print bikini, the under-wire cups to push her breasts up and out and a string bottom. Pulling on the suit and securing the ties at her hips, Dina scrutinized her reflection in the mirror. Staring back at her was a slim, athletic, fit woman, standing five feet, six inches tall. Her breasts were a firm c-cup, with firm nipples set high on pale pink areolas. Her hips were slim, flaring out slightly to her long, lean legs, honed from hours of volleyball and cheerleading during high school and college. Staring at her face, looking for signs of age, all Dina could see were big, brown eyes, high cheekbones and a sultry pouting mouth. A light dusting of freckles across the bridge of her nose and shoulders were natural enhancements nature had given her. Her mink brown hair just touched her shoulders. Shrugging her shoulders and re-adjusting the straps on her top, Dina turned from the mirror, and picking up a towel from the chaise, headed out to the pool. Situating herself on a lounger, Dina stretched her legs out, and pulling out a bottle of sunscreen, began rubbing the lotion into her skin. With the sun warming her skin, and the scent of coconut in the air, Dina began to drift off, remembering the honeymoon she and James had taken to Jamaica right after their March wedding. The sun had been warm, the beaches white and the rum drinks and Red Stripe had flowed freely. They had snorkeled in the clear azure waters and lay on the beach, soaking up the rays and retreating to their suite when the mood had taken them. James had been a patient and attentive lover then, but over the course of their marriage, that patience and attentiveness had been redirected to his career and political aspirations. Dina felt her nipples stiffen and her pussy start to tingle and a single drop of moisture slipped from between her puffy lips to lazily run down to her ass as she reminisced about their honeymoon. Looking around and seeing no one else around the pool, Dina slowly slid one hand into the string bottoms she wore. She ran her fingers gently up and down her pussy lips, feeling the heat and moisture there. Her lips were hairless, with just a slight bush on her mound. Gathering a copious amount of juice that was now flowing freely from her pussy, Dina began to rub her clit in tiny circles, just grazing the tip with her nails. She spread her legs apart, and with her free hand, slipped her slightly freckled breast from the confines of her top. Her nipple was hard, standing erect and as Dina slowly rubbed and tugged on it, her fingers continued their dance upon her clit. Dina's chest was heaving up and down, her head thrown back as she rubbed and tugged herself to a mind-blowing orgasm. Just as her pussy was about to clamp down and send her over the edge, she heard a throat cleared. Looking up into the glare of the sun, Dina found herself staring at the bemused expression on her husband James's face. "I see you're keeping yourself occupied. Don't you think the bedroom would be a bit more appropriate for that? I imagine that the neighbors and the sleazy tabloids have gotten their fill of the lovely view," James said as he nonchalantly held out a hand to help Dina up. Dina felt her face burning with embarrassment and anger at James. "I swear to Christ, all you think about is that fucking campaign and what people will think if something comes out. You've got most of Florida's votes locked up, what more do you want? The election on a silver fucking platter, is that what you want?" Dina shot back at him as she pulled her top back over her breast and pushed herself off of the lounger. Stalking into the house, she headed immediately to the bedroom. Going up the stairs at a quick pace, she quickly reached their room and slammed the door with a resounding thud. Pulling on the strings on her bottom with such force that she snapped on of them completely off the bathing suit, Dina forced herself to take a few deep breaths and calm down. As she was turning the faucets on full blast for the huge sunken bath tub, James walked into the bedroom and quietly shut the door. "I'm sorry if I embarrassed you out there Dina. I just didn't think it would look good if some sleazy photographer got pictures of my wife getting herself off by the pool. And I realize that I've been very preoccupied with the upcoming campaign and I know it puts a strain on you and our marriage. I know that I've neglected you lately, and in six months, things are going to get even more hectic. So, I think I've come up with a plan that will satisfy both of us," James explained as he sat on the edge of the tub after Dina had situated herself in the swirling hot water. "Yes you have ignored, neglected and in general been completely indifferent to me. I understand that your libido isn't what it used to be, and for a while I thought I was the cause of it. But now I understand even more that it's just that work is more important than making sure your wife is satisfied. Do you even remember the last time we made love? I do, it was four months ago. James, I'm 28, I still have needs, and if I'm lying by the pool, remembering our honeymoon and all the fabulous sex we had, I can't really stop myself from getting off then and there, because you are never around and when you are around, you're too tired or busy to even kiss me," Dina said as tears began to well up in her brown eyes. "I know baby. I know this is tough, that's why I decided to do something about it. Remember me telling you about my friend Terry Duncan from my days at Yale. Well he phoned me the other night, and after we got to talking, he asked about you and how things were. I was so depressed about the state of our marriage, I ended up telling him that I was never around and that I was scared that you'd get fed up with it all and leave. After talking a bit more, Terry and I came up with a plan to keep everyone satisfied," said James as he picked up a washcloth and began washing Dina's shoulders and back. He knew that Dina's shoulders were one of her erogenous spots, and as well they should be, slim, tapered and leading to her tanned, toned arms. Dina began to relax and admitted she was intrigued to hear the rest of James's plan. Terry Duncan was a close friend of James, they had been close every since Terry was one of the few black students at Yale. Terry was four years younger than James, and the complete opposite of him. Whereas James was tall, blonde and rather slender, Terry was six feet tall, 230 pounds, and black. If he hadn't blown his knee out in football, Terry probably would have been a hall of fame running back. He and James had been roommates, friends and for a while, they had pursued some of the same girls. Dina had met Terry a handful of times, usually at dinners hosted by her and James, when Terry had been in town. He was funny, witty and inviting. Dina enjoyed his company and couldn't help wondering how he fit into the solution for their problems. "Well Dina, I don't think I'll keep you in suspense much longer. Terry just got out of a really bad marriage, and when I told him what was happening with us, he suggested that he pleasure you since things with me and the campaign just occupy far too much of my time," James explained as he began soaping her breasts. "WHAT!!!" Dina exclaimed once James had finished. "You really expect me to fuck your best friend since you don't have the urge to? What about those sleazy tabloid reporters? And where are you going to be while I'm supposed to be fucking Terry?" "Well I'd like to watch. One of the things that I've never revealed to you Dina is that I'm a voyeur at heart. Nothing gets me more excited than to see two people give into their animal desires and it would be like I was participating as well. I've seen how you get when we've filmed ourselves fucking in the past. You came so hard and so often that I know you get off on exhibitionism. It's not that I'm not interested in making love with you sweetheart, it's just that right now, I can't imagine that I'd be any good or have enough time to give you the full attention you need," James said as he dropped the washcloth and began rubbing his hand between Dina's thighs. "You're going to allow another man to fuck your wife? What about what I want in all this James? Did you think I'd really go along with this? It goes against everything that we said to each other when we got married. I've been faithful to you, you know that, and trust me, I know about your few indiscretions. They never bothered me; I knew it was just a one time thing with those two. But you're asking me to do something that could potentially lead to many complications. What if I fall in love with Terry? What if I get pregnant? What if by some chance I catch something? And you have to stop diddling my clit, I can't think straight," Dina finished in a rush, as she felt her orgasm building. It was going to be an explosive one because as much as she didn't want to cheat on James, the thought of getting fucked by a black man and a well hung one at that, made her hot. James continued rubbing her clit and Dina's head rolled back to rest on the edge of the tub as her pussy walls began to pulsate and her body began to shake. "I knew you would probably be upset by this to start out with Dina, but I promise you, Terry won't get you pregnant, he's had a vasectomy and you won't catch anything, I sent him to a doctor to have a complete physical. If you happen to fall in love with him, then I would let you go, because it would be my fault, my folly. But baby, I want you to give it at least one try and if you don't like it, it never has to happen again and I'll drop the subject. I want to make you happy and this is the only way I can see doing it," explained James as he tenderly kissed her forehead, eyes and finally her full lips. "Ok fine, I can't say I'll like it, but for the sake of our marriage I'm willing to give it a try," Dina said as she felt herself coming down from her intense orgasm. "Good honey, because Terry will join us for dinner tonight and I want you to wear something seductive. Don't worry, there is no pressure for you two to consummate this arrangement tonight, I just want to see if you two have a chemistry," James said as he stood up from the edge of the tub. Dina could not believe her ears. It was almost as if James was pimping her to Terry. Dress seductive, she thought, Oh, I'll give you seductive James. Two can play this game. I bet you swallow your eyeteeth when you see me tonight. Terry and Dina Ch. 02 This is a work of fiction. The characters described herein are completely fictional and any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is completely coincidental. If erotic fiction offends you, or you are not of legal age to read such matter, do not read any further. Dina Daly dressed carefully for dinner that evening. The last words her husband, James, had spoken before leaving her to dress ran through her mind like an unending chorus. Wear something seductive, he had said. Dina was partly thrilled at the chance to show off her womanly assets and partly horrified that her husband wanted her to have sex with his best friend, Terry Duncan. The stunning revelation that James was a voyeur was almost too much for Dina's brain to process. Their marriage hadn't been rocky or irreconcilable; it was mainly James's demanding schedule that kept Dina unfulfilled. She was a vibrant woman, fit, attractive and with a healthy libido. As Dina opened the door to her walk-in closet, she couldn't help but notice the warmth that seemed to radiate from between her thighs. I can't believe this strange situation has me turned on, she thought, and with a mental shake of her head walked past the prim business suits she wore to the office everyday to the back of her closet where she kept the dresses that she donned for the social affairs she hosted for James. Skimming her hands across the hangers, she discarded the blue strapless gown, the red spaghetti strap dress, and settling upon her two black dresses, pulled both of them off the hanger and carried them back into the master bedroom. The first dress was a Vera Wang original, soft fabric, light as a feather and basically a sarong that gathered between her breasts. It was slightly seductive but still proper enough to go most anywhere in. The second dress she had bought years ago, for one of the videos that she and James used to make for their pleasure. It was floor length gown, with the sides slit to nearly her pussy, and when she walked, the fabric parted and showed most of her tanned legs. The top was barely a top, it was two thinly gathered bunches of silk that skimmed her areolas, and left plenty of cleavage and shoulders showing. The two bunches of silk tied behind her neck, leaving her back completely unfettered by clothing. Dina decided on the second dress, it made her feel sexy, and the effect it had on James had been phenomenal. He could barely contain himself when she had walked down the curving staircase to meet him. Walking to her lingerie armoire, Dina pulled out a black lace thong and matching lace topped stockings to wear with her dress. Grabbing her lotion from her make-up vanity, Dina began smoothing the cool mixture over her skin, paying close attention to her neck, shoulders, tummy and legs. As she was smoothing the lotion on her body, Dina noticed that her nipples became erect and straining upwards. Apparently the thought of another man placing his hands, lips, and tongue on these parts of my body turns me on, she thought. Dina could feel the mix of emotions begin to confuse her, but she firmly pushed aside all the feelings except for excitement. It had been too long since she had the attention and pleasure of a man; she was looking forward to the evening. Checking her reflection in the mirror and pleased with what she saw, Dina slipped the black Ferragamo pumps on her slim feet and headed down the staircase. Pausing at the head of the stairs, Dina could discern the rumbling voice of James, but she couldn't place the deep bass voice answering him. Pressing a hand to her nervous stomach to calm the butterflies, Dina began to descend the stairs. As soon as she came into the view, the two men who sharply contrasted and yet complimented each other, ceased talking to stare at the lovely woman seeming to float down the staircase. "Dina my dear, you look amazing. I knew you would be able to use that dress again," James said as he held his hand out to escort her over to and make her first introduction to Terry as a possible lover. "Thank you dear. I'm glad you like this dress. You told me to dress as you saw fit for this fete this evening, I'm just happy that this choice meets your approval," Dina said with a mix of demureness and sarcasm. "Dina, I would like to present Mr. Terry Duncan, attorney at law, former football star, and hopefully the fix for our sexual problems." Terry held one huge hand out to Dina, and clasping her small, delicate hand, lowered his lips to kiss her hand. "It is a great pleasure to meet you again Dina. You are every bit of a woman that James has said you were. You are positively the most stunning, sensual, and gracious woman I have ever had the pleasure to encounter," Terry said as he looked down at Dina with warm brown eyes. Dina felt her cheeks flush at Terry's compliment. "Terry, that was incredibly sweet. If you two gentleman will follow me, I'll see that dinner is served," Dina said as she led the way out of the parlor and back to the dining room. Terry watched her walk, taking notice of her slim calves and ankles and roaming further up her body to the faint sashay of her hard, firm ass. James noticed the way Terry was looking and watching Dina, it reminded him of a lion stalking his prey on the National Geographic specials. Dinner seemed to fly by. The conversation between Dina, Terry and James was as easy and open as it had been before the master plan had developed to have Terry service James's wife Dina. Wine flowed, dinner courses were cleared quickly and efficiently, and before Dina realized it, the men were leaning back in their chairs, relaxing with brandies and cigars. James put his snifter of brandy down, and looking at Dina and then Terry, decided to address Dina first. "Well my dear, we've made it through dinner without one mention of the real purpose of us being here, and since you seem to be avoiding the subject like the plague, I will break the silence. Terry, you know what the situation between me and Dina is. She is a young, vivacious woman and I'm a doddering fool who doesn't take care of her physical needs. And you are my oldest friend. Hell we even chased some of the same girls in college. I know that you would never do anything to harm Dina, make her uncomfortable or insinuate yourself into breaking up our marriage. Dina, as I've explained to you, this agreement, if you will, will take care of several things for us. I trust Terry with my very life, which means I more than trust him with you, and he will be better able to take care of the things I've been neglecting lately. Also, you are a young woman still, and I'd hate for you to look back and regret not experimenting a wide variety of sexual experiences. I also revealed to you that I am a voyeur at heart, I really want to see Terry and you experience all the joys of sex together. Knowing that I am watching may help you reconcile the guilt you may be feeling, all the worries and such. I want you two to enjoy each other fully, there is no limit to what I deem appropriate. Terry, I had you in to see a doctor, and we know that everything is in the clear and that you can enjoy sex fully with Dina instead of being hampered by birth control. That being said, if there are no questions, I do believe we should retire upstairs." Dina felt her face flush again when she realized that she hadn't paid a lick of attention to anything James just said. Her thoughts and gaze had been concentrated on Terry. He was seated across the table from her, and her eyes had frequently roamed all over his body. He was 6'2", about 200 pounds and very muscular. His chocolate brown skin was smooth and unblemished, his eyes warm and inviting. His mouth was sensual, wide lips that looked absolutely soft and delicious. Her girlfriends in college had joked that black men were usually well hung and Dina couldn't wait to find out if it were true. James walked around the table to Dina's chair and pulling it back, she arose slowly, her knees feeling a bit weak as most of her pounding blood began to situate in her groin. Flanked by the two men, Dina began walking back through the dining room to the grand, marble staircase which led to their room. Stopping at the door, Dina looked questioningly at James, and seeing that he had lust in his eyes, she turned to Terry and slowly rose on her toes to softly kiss him. Terry felt her nipples burn into his chest and wrapped his arms around Dina. Stroking his hands down her bare back and resting them at the swell of her ass cheeks, he plundered her mouth. His tongue danced with hers, their breath becoming one. Breaking the kiss, Terry scooped her up in his arms and carrying her to the bed, he slowly slid her down his body to lie on the bed. James became unnoticed and found an armchair to settle into and watch the show. Dina felt her hands shake as Terry knelt in front of her and slowly slid his hands up her calves to her knees. His hands roamed all over her legs, slowly moving down to her feet to remove her shoes. Once her shoes were off, he picked each leg up and in turn kissed the insides of her ankles. Dina felt her body rise in temperature, Terry then ran his hands up to her upper thighs and grasping her stockings, began to peel them down her legs. Once her legs were naked, Terry moved up onto the bed and began to squeeze and knead her firm breasts. Dina moaned as his hand found her nipples and began to rub his palms over them, agonizingly slow, make her nipples hard and begging for attention. Pulling the fabric away from her breasts, Terry lowered his mouth to her waiting and nipple, sucking it slowly into his mouth, moving his tongue over the turgid peak, wetting it completely, grazing his teeth over the sensitive nub before allowing her nipple to pop free and moving his head began the same torture to her other nipple while covering the newly freed nipple with his palm. Dina felt that tell-tale heat begin building between her legs. Her breasts had ached for attention like this and she wanted to touch him in return. Moving her hands to his shirt, Dina began to slip each button free, and when all of the buttons were undone, she pushed the fabric from his shoulders. Her groan of approval darkly thrilled Terry. As he moved back to kiss her neck and shoulders, Dina responded in kind, her pink tongue darting out to taste his flesh. First his neck, and then the base of his throat, her lips and tongue traveling the distance with lust and skill. Pushing his shoulders, Dina moved on top of Terry. Straddling his thighs, Dina started kissing his chest, feeling the sparse curling hairs, and moving further down. Stopping at his stomach, her small white hands began deftly undoing his belt and pants. Tugging the garment down his legs, Dina gasped when she saw the bulge in his boxers. Hooking her fingers on the sides of the shorts, Dina pulled them down to free his hard cock. Once it bounced free from its confines, Dina was startled to see that the myth was true. Waving before her was eight inches of thick, pulsating, hard cock. With a moan of pure lust, Dina wet her pink lips and slid the head of Terry's cock in her mouth. Seeing his wife go down on another man, James felt his cock straining against his pants. Never taking his eyes off of the oblivious couple on the bed, James eased his pants down and took his six inch cock out and began to stroke it slowly, with pre-cum steadily draining from the tip to lubricate his cock. As he watched, James was amazed to see Dina first suck just the head of Terry's cock. Taking a deep breath through her nose, James watched as inch after inch of Terry's cock disappeared into Dina's mouth, and then down her throat. Her nose was buried in Terry's short and curliest and it looked as if neither of them wanted that to change. "Oh yeah, that's it baby, suck all of my cock down your throat," Terry growled as he looked down at Dina. Terry buried his hands in Dina's hair and she began to bob up and down on his cock. She would suck on just the head, making Terry squirm and then taking a breath, she would slide that black monster down her throat and allow her throat muscles to work on him. Terry's hips began to buck up and down, matching Dina's movements on his cock. "Keep that up baby, I'm going to cum down your throat," Terry gasped. Finally, Terry's movements became erratic and fisting his hands in her head, he plunged his cock down her throat and by the tension in his body; James could tell he was cumming down his wife's throat. Dina swallowed every drop, her muscles in her throat working him, coaxing all of the cum out of his balls. Terry pulled her mouth off of his cock when the head became too sensitive and laying her on her back, Terry positioned himself between her thighs. Her pussy was inches from his face and breathing in, he could almost taste her sweet juices. Sticking his tongue out, he licked just her outer pussy lips, making Dina squirm on the bed. The flat of his tongue seemed to fit perfectly between her lips, the roughness stimulating her clit as he began licking up and down her soaked slit. Finding her cunt hole wide open and begging for his tongue, Terry slipped his tongue up her cunt and fucking her with his tongue. Dina was moaning and groaning, tugging at her nipples as Terry's tongue slipped from her hole to clit, making her shake. Using the tip of his tongue, Terry began to draw lazy circles around her clit. Feeling her hips bucking under his mouth, trying to vainly to match her clit to his tongue, Terry wrapped his lips around her clit and sucking it into his mouth, heard Dina scream, "Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god, oh fuck, fuck, fuck, I'm cumming. Holy shit, I'm cummmmmiiiinnnnnggggg." Pulling her knees up and spreading her pussy open, Terry grabbed his eight inch cock in his hand and slowly pushed the head inside Dina's soaking wet pussy. Dina grunted as she felt his cock part her folds and the head disappeared into her pussy. Pumping in and out, Terry began to ease even more of his cock into her tight and very wet pussy. Sucking sounds could be heard as her pussy tried to grasp his cock and each time Terry plunged back in, her tits would move, making the whole sight almost too much for James. Keeping a steady rhythm, Terry began earnestly fucking Dina. "Tell me you love this black cock, tell me how badly you need to cum," Terry rasped as he continued drilling her tight pussy. "Yes Terry! Fuck me! Make me cum all over your cock," Dina screamed as she felt the first beginnings of an orgasm overtake her. Terry felt her pussy squeeze his cock and begin milking it. Reaching between them, Terry began rubbing her clit, making Dina cum even harder. Terry rolled Dina over onto her hands and knees, repositioned himself at her pussy entrance and impaled her in one thrust. Dina grunted as she felt his cock fill her completely. "Fuck me good Terry! Fuck me hard, I want your cum inside me. Fill me up baby," Dina said as she rubbed her clit. Grabbing her hips, Terry fucked her hard. The sound of slapping flesh filled the room; the smell of sex was the overpowering perfume. Terry grabbed her hair and using her hair like a pair of reins, began to pound her pussy mercilessly. "I'm gonna cum Dina. I'm gonna fill that tight little pussy of yours. I want you to cum with me baby. Let me feel your tight pussy milking my big black cock," Terry roared as he felt his load begin rushing from his balls. Dina screamed, and with a gush came all over Terry's cock. Feeling her pussy milking his cock was too much for Terry, he groaned and felt his cum spray the inside of her pussy. "I can feel you spraying your cum all over the inside of my pussy," Dina yelped. The feeling of that scalding hot cum spraying all over her pussy made Dina cum again. James felt his own orgasm begin and stroked his cock harder as he watched Dina cum again. With a groan, James came all over his hand. Pulling his cock from her freshly fucked hole, Terry collapsed on the bed spent. "That was some kind of experience, Dina," Terry saw in an awestruck voice. "James said you were amazing, but I wasn't prepared for that." Dina felt giddy laughter and lying back on the bed, she let the laughter come boiling up and out of her. "I haven't felt like that in a long time! Thank you so much Terry. I can't wait to repeat this again." James decided to break his silence by adding, "Well you two sure know how to get a man off. I can't say that I've cum that hard in a long time." Walking over to the spent couple on the bed, he leaned down and kissed Dina softly on the forehead. "Thank you baby, that was amazing and I think everyone got what they wanted and needed." Dina closed her eyes and felt herself start drifting off. To be continued....