0 comments/ 151917 views/ 2 favorites Sarah & M By: Marius_McW Sarah Jansen wasn't very happy with her life. At least it's a temporary thing, she thought to herself, and was often reassured, even if only for a short while. Her husband, Robert, was away on business far too often, and treated her with undeserving nonchalance when he was home—but at least she got to take care of the children. Another woman might have seen it as a chore, but being with them made her feel truly blessed every single day, because they always made her proud, and because they needed her, even though the youngest among them was twelve. Sarah was 46. Her smile was as radiant as ever, but her eyes told a different story, even if the rest of her hadn't grown middle-aged enough to lump her in with the rest of the "Over the Hill" club. Every morning she took a good look at herself in the mirror and on some mornings she'd smile with semi-satisfaction at her own reflection. Usually, though, she shook her head with disdain, even as she imagined her own face within the pages of People magazine, wondering if all the plastic surgery and makeup of Hollywood could make her happy with what she saw. When Robert slept in their bed with his back to her, as he always did, she could hardly bear to even face herself the morning after. But it was, after all, only temporary. Sooner or later, rational thought would set in; in her mind she'd rail against Robert as she always did, knowing her displeasure would fade by the time he returned home (as it always did). It's not my fault I've gotten older. Why does he have to be so thoughtless? When he looks at me I don't feel like a woman anymore. I don't feel anything. It was nine-thirty. The children were all off to school; her grapefruit lay before her in its bowl, still undisturbed. She shook her head and wrapped it in plastic; I didn't really want it anyway, she thought to herself. She had enough food for thought to delay her appetite another day or two. ------ She sorted through the day's email, tossing the spam and saving the rest for later, until she came to it. She had received another email from her online friend, her confidant of sorts. He lived only a half hour's drive away, yet seemed most comfortable talking to her online—they never communicated any other way. His words had always marked him as a gentle man, a caring man, someone who didn't mind listening to her; and when he wrote to her he always seemed to know, if not how to say exactly what she wanted to hear, then how to confront her fears without hurting her. She loved hearing from him. What he wrote today surprised her: Sarah, The more I read of your letters, the more I am convinced that your loneliness really is dangerous to you. You need someone to love you, to make you feel like a woman and satisfy the desires of your body. I am coming to see you today. I should be arriving at eleven a.m., so I hope that you will read this before then. -M. She looked at her watch. It was eleven o'clock. Sure enough, there was a knock on the door just a moment later. She froze. He's here? I'm going to meet him? There's so much I don't know about him; how old is he? Is he really male? I really hope he's not a transvestite… She shook her head and chuckled at herself, then decided to answer the door, silencing her mind's paranoia. Oftentimes when writing to "M" she had wondered what she'd say to him if she ever met him in person. She always envisioned them meeting under different circumstances, with her having something wonderfully witty and/or romantic to say to him upon first meeting. "Uh… how old are you anyway?" she said to the man now standing at her door. * * * * * "Why didn't you tell me you were only 22?" she said, handing him a glass of iced tea where he sat on the couch, comfortable already as a guest in her home. He was much younger than she had expected, from the way he wrote, from the things he said, and from the interest he showed in her; it had surprised her, but she wasn't entirely sure that the surprise was unpleasant. He nodded his thanks for the icea tea and took a sip, then set the glass down on the side table. "Twenty-two years," he said, "really, that's not so young. I've already finished college; I have a real-world career now. I being as much younger than you as I am doesn't make me a child, or immature. I hope you'll look at me with an open mind, as I look at you." She sat down next to him on the couch. He slipped his arm around her waist and she smiled; she wasn't afraid to admit that she liked his touch. She could sense his affection for her, undiluted by having met her in person; and she knew he was a gentle and loving man. What he said was right—she had been his age once, and though she knew more about life now than she did then, it wasn't so great a gap that she could think of this man as beneath her in any way. He moved, turning to face her, wrapping his arms around her, shifting to allow her body to rest comfortably against his as his arms circled around her back. When he lay back on the couch, she went along with him, lying on top of him, her head comfortably on his chest. She felt his fingers running through her hair, softly stroking her, comforting her, caressing the warm skin of her neck; smiling, she shifted to press herself against him, her breasts cushioning his stomach. Gently, she kissed his chest, grateful for this closeness with him. She knew that she should feel excited, should feel that this was wrong somehow, this man she'd never met before today suddenly taking her into his arms, but she didn't. With him, it felt right; it felt soft and peaceful, as it should, and she liked it more than she was willing to admit to herself. If he wants me, she thought, then he can have me. She suddenly realized how badly she wanted him right now, and it surprised her. But the thought of acting on her desires seemed oddly natural to her. She moved up, her breasts against his chest, her legs moving apart to straddle his waist. She gazed down into his face, smiling down at him, loving him for what she saw in his eyes then, and when he arched his hips and his lap pressed into her, she knew that she wanted to give her body to him, and that he would be grateful for it, despite her age. He smiled, sensing that he had won her. "Let's go to the bedroom," he whispered. She nodded. * * * * * They said nothing else to one another, her smile refusing to waver, his sparkling eyes giving her comfort as he removed her clothes. She raised her arms for him as he slid her shirt up and off of her, then helped him with her jeans, stepping out of them as he slid them down her legs, down to her ankles. As she moved to remove her bra, he gently laid his hand on her arm, shaking his head. Not yet, his eyes said to her, his gentle touch said to her, and she understood, though no words came from his mouth. She moved in and kissed him, her mouth parting to allow his tongue as he savored the softness of her lips, the sweetness of her warm breath filling his mouth. She felt his gentle touch on the back of her neck, his fingers like warm, gentle rain as they glided down her back, touching her everywhere, exploring her back, down around her lower back, down to her waist, now… He drew her tongue into his mouth, and she gladly surrendered to him, letting the pleasure flow through her body as he began to suckle softly. As he kissed her, she let her hands slide up underneath his shirt, wanting to touch him, to feel his skin under her fingertips. He drew back, just for a moment, and removed his shirt, then took her again, her mouth yielding as easily as before; and as she closed her eyes and sank into the ecstasy of his wonderful mouth, she caressed his chest, her fingers drinking him in like water to a woman dying of thirst. When he took her to the bed, laying her down gently on her back, she didn't feel the scared excitement she had expected, or even the cool reserved-ness she felt in her fantasies. No, she was crazy with want, with need, for him, for his touch, for his mouth, for his manhood; she had to have him, had to feel his touch on her breasts, and so almost before she even realized it she had undone her bra strap, pulling the fabric from her body and letting it fall to the floor. Soon enough he began to sate her need, her nipple firm and moist in his mouth as he suckled, his tongue bathing her even as his fingers stroked her other nipple to its taut peak. She lay back on the bed and let him suckle. The feeling was incredible—each movement of his mouth pulling at her as if pulling at every nerve in her body, her spine shaking with each suckle, her breasts rising and falling with her shallow breathing. She could feel sweat beginning to form on her back, on her breasts, and she exulted in it. She felt as if all the heat in her body was concentrated between her thighs then. He finished with one breast and turned to the other, reaching up, his fingertip gently tracing her lips as he began to suckle. Her lips parted, and her eyes fluttered shut, the tip of her tongue gently stroking his fingertip as it circled her lips. When he slid his finger in her mouth, she took it, tasting it, moaning softly, letting her lips slide along it, up and down, moving slowly but suggestively as he drank from her. Finishing with her breast, he moved down, and she felt his tongue caressing her belly. She stretched her limbs, enjoying the gentle tickling sensation on her stomach, her smile stronger now than before; and when she stretched her legs, she felt his hand on her lap, stroking her through her panties. His fingers spread over her lap, his palm against the front of her panties, and she arched her hips, pressing into his palm, letting him feel her heat through the silky fabric. He knew how badly she needed him—but he wouldn't take her yet. Instead, she found herself on her stomach, as he rolled her over. She smiled and folded her arms underneath her chin, curious as to what he was after now; and when she heard him remove his jeans, she grinned outright. She looked back—and saw that he was no longer wearing clothing of any kind. Ordinarily she would have felt embarrassed, but now she simply admired his firm manhood, the base surrounded by a field of soft, dark hair. He smiled at her. His hands rested on the small of her back, then began to press in, kneading her flesh slowly but firmly. She groaned with pleasure, feeling her muscles unknot, what tension there was in her body sliding away, and stretched out her body before him to make herself more comfortable while he massaged her back. He knelt between her spread legs, resting his firm cock on her bottom. The sensation was driving her crazy, having him so close, feeling him on her bottom and yet he would not take her yet. But even as her want for him grew and grew, her tension lessened more and more as his hands traveled up her body, working her everywhere, around her spine, up between her shoulder blades, on her neck, on her shoulders… His hands were strong, and his touch warm against her skin; the feeling was wonderful—and yet, to feel him on her bottom, she wanted him so… She raised her hips and pressed her bottom against his cock, feeling his hard length pressing into her through the fabric of her panties. She wanted them off, wanted his cock inside her, wanted it so badly that she groaned loudly at the thought; and he, understanding, calmly removed her panties. Then he was in her, his full cock sliding slowly into her bottom. She gasped and pressed back against him, feeling him slide all the way into her, feeling his cock filling her, her bottom curving into his abdomen. His hands circled around her waist, and held her securely; and when he lowered his upper body and she felt his stomach against her back, she surrendered herself to him, spreading her legs wider, and he took her, riding her, his cock sliding in and out of her with each movement of his body. The pleasure surprised her; at her age she had thought that to be mounted like this would have hurt her now, whereas it didn't when she was younger, but instead it felt wonderful to have this man's warm cock inside her, to be so fully conquered by him. She let him ride her, her head swimming, faintly hearing her own loud cries of pleasure as if from outside her body, all her sensations trapped on his cock, on his fingers as they caressed the folds of her clit. Her vision blurred, and then she seemed to see all colors at once, feeling nothing but the intense pleasure of orgasm, her essence ebbing through his fingers. When her breath returned to her, when feeling returned to her body, she knew that his mouth was on her, felt his tongue sliding through her inner folds, and the pleasure was intense. She spread her legs wider, letting him enjoy her, and he took her invitation, using his tongue to draw her clitoris out. She gasped as he began to suckle at it, working it with his tongue, gently grazing it with his teeth, each motion like a bolt of lightning striking her, filling her with electricity. His hands circled around beneath her and she felt them cup her buttocks, her skin wonderfully hot and sweaty against his palms. She was surprised—the pleasure was more intense now than anything she'd ever felt, but more surprising was that this man seemed to know how best to please her. Robert had never before touched her clitoris, never made the effort or even asked her what would please her; he simply fumbled through the motions until he came in her, and that was that. But this man, he knew her body, and he loved it, and he made it come alive; and she knew that if he did something that did not give her pleasure, that all she had to do was tell him what she wanted and she would have it. She trusted him, and that's part of what made this so wonderful with him. When her orgasm came, he took it in his mouth, enjoying the sensation of her clit pulsating against his tongue; and she let him swallow, continuing to pump out into his mouth, comfortable that she was pleasing him by giving him her essence. She gave him all that was in her, and he took it all; and when she was spent, she collapsed back onto the bed and then felt his arms circling her body. Smiling, she snuggled up against him and slept. * * * * * When she awoke, she was fully dressed, and he was gone. There was a note on the pillow next to her, one that read simply: Don't worry, I won't be a stranger. She smiled. She trusted him. She knew he'd keep in contact, and that they'd still be friends, just as ever. And if she ever needed him again, she knew that he'd understand somehow, and he'd be there for her. The clock read 3:14 p.m. Her timing was excellent—the children would be home at four o'clock, and she had just enough time to freshen up to face the rest of the day. But it was different today, because something inside of her had been awakened, a weight lifted from her body, and she felt much better about herself. Sarah and Marc Chapter One: Cum Talk To Me Sarah and Marc were sitting at home relaxing watching a little television after coming home from a family BBQ. Sarah thought it would be a good time to talk to Marc about going to one of those parties again since their sex life in the bedroom had become hum drum dull. Her pussy and the taste buds on her tongue are craving for "something" different and it is time to put some spice back into their bedroom activities. It had been a year since their last party they attended and they both had had a lot of fun. Sarah in fact often day dreamed about the multiple orgasms they both had at that party and how all her holes were filled with no orifice left empty or satisfied. Sarah often had a flashback to her personal bouts with the many men from that night and after so long a time the faces and the cocks from that evening began to blur in her mind. Marc put his arm across his wife's shoulder and asked, "What's on your mind? You look far away and sort of dreamy. The last time you had this look on your face you had three cocks around you. What are you thinking about, sweetheart?" Sarah told Marc that she had been thinking a lot about the party that they attended last year and that she was waiting for a good time to bring it up about going again. Sarah put her hand on Marc's dick and says, " I know you want to put this in another pussy and I want to watch you do it. I have been thinking about it a lot when we are in bed and my clit swells at night when I imagine you fucking another woman." Marc's dick starts to harden and Sarah didn't know that he had been thinking about the same thing, but he had. He loved the idea of his sexy wife bent over and her pussy being rammed by some strange guy with a big cock, while her tongue is licking the juices out another woman's cunt. He has had this image of his wife since their first orgy and it has never failed to make him instantly horny. "Sarah...you took the thought right out of my head," Marc says, "Look, I got a hard cock like I haven't had in months. I want to ram that ass of yours and get you ready for another group fuck. We can invite a couple and let them invite some folks we don't know....and have a real orgy....What do you think?" Sarah's pussy starts to throb just at the thought of another orgy. She gets so excited she jumps up off the couch and heads for the office to go retrieve her address book. While she is looking for the address book in the drawer, Marc walks up behind her and leans against her. Sarah can feel his hard dick against her ass. This made her look for the book even quicker. The thought that Marc's cock was one of her flashbacks convinced her that another party had to happen and happen soon. Marc says " I can fuck you over this desk right now, but I'm going to wait for our company tonight!" He leans against his wife's back and pretends to help her, while inhaling the sexual lust now radiating from her skin. He reaches down around her waste and starts to rub her pussy. "Here ...let me help." Sarah opens her legs a little wider and as he rubs on her pussy her hips moved with his hand. Wanting to cum right there in her pants, she tries to hold it and, then finally finding the address book, she turns around and giving Marc a deep kiss, takes his hand away from her now wet crouch, and walks back over to the couch. Flipping through the address book Marc and Sarah begin to pick a few people out of the "party" book. Marc gives her the numbers while Sarah makes the calls. Marc strokes his wife's pussy as she invites people and Sarah strokes his cock in between calls. Now they have made each other hot as person after person agrees to the orgy idea and some promise to come over tonight. Marc and Sarah begin to realize that they have a lot of friends who want to fuck them. Their last call is to Tom, a single black man, who lives near them and who is a co-worker of Sarahs. He agrees with Sarah's invitation and says he would like to invite some "friends". Sarah agrees and smiles as she hangs up and tells Marc, "I think the party is on. Tom is going to bring some friends." "Can you imagine his cock in you Sarah? Tom has a real monster. And I love his girl friends. He always has a big tit cocksucker as a date. I would love to watch you take that couple on. Tom pounding your ass and you sucking his girl friend off. That would be worth the cost of a part." Marc smiled as Sarah pumps his shaft and laughs. Sarah's mind is already seeing the thick black long shaft of Toms as her mouth going down onto its bulging head. She feels herself getting hot and shaking her hair loose she lets go of Marc. "I'm getting into the shower so I can get ready. Are you coming?" Sarah asked. Marc hops off the couch " ya baby I'm coming with you I need to get in there myself." Marc and Sarah walk up the stairs and into their bedroom. Marc undresses while Sarah gets the shower ready to a nice warm temperature. After taking off her clothes she steps into the shower and begins to soap herself up. Marc then walks into the bathroom and walks into the shower stepping behind her. Marc begins to rub soap on her tits feeling how hard her nipples are, he starts to rub his cock between her ass cheeks. "Sarah, I haven't been this turned on in months," Marc says, kissing her neck while rubbing her large ponderous breasts. "God I want you..." Now he drops a hand to his cock and telling her to brace herself against the shower stall he inserts his thick wet cock into the ass he loves to fuck and watch being fucked. "I hope you get a lot of cock and cum tonight," he tells her as he forces his shaft up her ass. Sarah adjusts her body and looking over her shoulder tells her husband, "Marc shove that cock in....deep....fuck my ass...open me up....I want to be wide and hot for anal all night...There are going to be some big cocks cumming tonight and they are all going to be cumming in here...." She then shoves her asshole towards Marc sucking his cock deeper inside herself. "OH GOD Marc! Fuck my ass!" Sarah cries out at the top of her lungs sticking two of her fingers inside her own pussy. Stroking her inner walls while he rams her up the ass. Marc grabs a hold of her tits, pinching and tugging on her hard stiff nipples, as he moves up against her ass. Then pulling on the end of her hair every time he thrusts into her, he fucks her while pictures of other women, their pussies and mouth flash inside his mind. He thrusts to different colors of skin, lipstick, and orifices. He fucks woman after woman in their mouth, their pussy, and always in their ass!! Sarah can't take it any more, her pussy begins to throb as she puts her hands up on the shower wall to grip something but there was nothing there for her to hang onto. Marc then grabs both of her soft thighs, lifting her off the shower floor, pulling her into him, while her hands are flat against the wall. He moans loudly as he begins to stroke yet harder and faster. "Oh... baby, I'm going... to cum!" Sarah bellows out, trying to catch her breath, while the twitching between her legs intensifies but couldn't. Instead she accepts the pounding Marc delivers after thrust after thrust. Her body relaxes as the cock widens her. She accepts her husband. She accepts his cock. She allows her mind to accept all the cock which have ever found her ass the center of their desire and have unleashed loads of cum into her. She leans against the wet shower wall and allows it to happen again and again. Marc rams into her one last time, his eyes rolling to the back of his head, as he fills his wife's ass with his creamy love spunk. Pulling out of her, Marc watches his cum seep out her ass, down between the Lips of her pussy. Mixing with her cum then running down her inner thigh. Marc wanting a million other cocks to invade her ass and add their spunk to his and flow out of her. Marc wants to see his wife take cock after cock. "Baby," he breathes kissing her neck as the water washes over her skin and refreshes his mouth. "I'm so glad we had that talk. I'm ready to hit that pussy again full throttle tonight." Sarah gives him a deep kiss wrapping her tongue around his and give his ass a tight squeeze. " Honey I'm so ready for this party; we have needed this for a long time." Handing him the soap, they both wash each other gently. Then rinsing off, and stepping out the shower, grabbing two towels, they both dry off and open the door to the walk in closet to look for something to wear for the night. Reaching for the rack Sarah grabs a long red lingerie gown with two slits up both sides of each leg that go to her waist. It is also low cut in the front and displays both of her nipples out the top. "Oh ya baby! I like when you wear that one!" Marc says while rubbing his cock. Marc takes his leather biker shorts of the shelf turns to Sarah and asks, " Should I wear these tonight?" Sarah smiles and nods her head "Yes honey. I love those on you and they show your big bulge in the front to." They both take their clothes into the bedroom and start to dress for the night. Walking down into the kitchen Sarah starts preparing the snacks; while Marc calls the liquor store to order a keg and a few bottles of liquor for delivery. Chapter Two: The Party Begins The first to arrive was the liquor store delivery guy. Sarah yells at Marc that he should get the door and Marc opens it and says, "Great, guy, you are right on time. Here, I'll give you a hand. Let's take it into the kitchen and I'll get your money." "You set the stuff here and I'll go get my checkbook." Before the dumb founded young man can tell Marc he can't take a check Marc has left the room. He shifts nervously eyeing Sarah and her gown, but when she turns around with her nipples hard and perky, his mouth hangs open. "We're going to have a party," Sarah explains, lifting her tits in there cradle, first one then the other. "You like?" she asks searching the young man for his response. His eyes fixed on Sarah tits, the delivery guy wets his lips with a long tongue and drools, "I like those..." Sarah walks up to him and by reaching her hand to the back of his neck and pulling his mouth to her breast, she says, "Well they are ready for a party" As the young lips took in one of Sarah's nipples, Marc returned and looking at his wife said, "You just couldn't wait. You want the party now, don't you?" "Mmmmm, he is good, Marc. Or am I still tingling from your dick this morning?" Sarah teased as she held the young head to her harding nipple, "What do we owe this man?" The delivery guy looks up at Marc, withdrawing Sarah's nipple from his mouth, and said, "It's on me if I can come back later for your party." Marc looks at the delivery guy, then at Sarah, and smiled, "Of course you can come back for the party! Sarah would love it, I know." The delivery guy let go of Sarah's nipple, turning towards the door, and then turned back around. "By the way my name is Justin and I get off in about an hour, so I'll be back by." Turning back towards the door Justin walks out as Marc and Sarah say, " We'll see you later then Justin!" Marc and Sarah walked back in the kitchen to get the glasses for the bar then setting the liquor behind the bar on the shelf. Sarah grabbed a clear glass bowl from the cabinet and filled it with different colors and scented condoms and set it on the bar. Marc walked over to the hall closet and pulled out a blue plastic bag taking it back to the bar. Marc dumped little packages of lube from the blue plastic bag into the clear glass bowl with the condoms. Marc and Sarah then went into the garage and picked up the mattress they had stored in there and carried it to the living room area. Sarah took the plastic covering off of the mattress, while Marc went to get a fitted sheet for it. When Marc came back with the sheet, he put it on the mattress as Sarah grabbed some pillows and threw them on the mattress. Marc walked over to the stereo and put in some CD's to play for the evening. " Okay...I think.. we have everything ready" Marc says to Sarah. The door bell sounds again and Marc can feel his cock bulge as he yells to Sarah, "I'll get it." As he opens the door there stands Tom with a woman on each arm. "Hi, Tom," Marc says and steps back to welcome the group in. "Hi, Marc. Come in girls," Tom says stepping inside. "Is Sarah here. I brought a couple of house warming gifts." "Ya of course she's here! she's in the room straight back to the right. You can make drinks at the bar and there's a keg in the kitchen. So What are the house warming gifts names?" "This is Amber and Trisha, Tom replied." Trisha was a chocolate goddess, she was thick but all in the right places. Her thighs were plump but so solid and her tits were to look like to be a double D size. She had short hair and so gorgeous. Trisha had on a short leather skirt that went to the end of her ass cheeks. When she bent over you could see her pussy along with a black leather vest with her tits exploding out the top. She had a pair of black high heal shoes that made her legs look long even though she was about five foot five. Amber was very thin and tall with long red hair. She was a sight for lustful eyes to with her wearing a red dress that stopped at right above her knees. The back of the dress criss crossed showing most of her back and the front was like a upside down triangle with her what seemed to be a size C cup popping out the sides. Her skin was fair so creamy and smooth. She had a pair of red spiked heels that tied all the way up her calves. "Well its very nice to meet you two! Can I get you anything? Tom, you can go say hi to Sarah and I'll show the girls around." Marc walks the women over to the bar and makes them a stiff drink then giving them a tour of the house. " I want you to feel comfortable while your here and if you need anything just ask. et me introduce you to Sarah." Tom is met at the kitchen door and given a wet,hot,lusty kiss by Sarah. As her tongue leaves his mouth, she guides him to the living room sofa and, without a word spoken, pushes him down, kneels in between his legs and unzips his pants, saying, "You aren't going to need these much tonight." while she fishes out his member from its confines. Sarah starts to stroke his cock with her hand then wrapping her lips around the head, licking the precum off the tip, she then swallows his whole cock down her throat stroking his dick with her mouth. Tom settles back, knowing how Sarah gets when she gets into her cock sucking. Putting his hands lightly on her head, he watches and listens as Sarah gets into her hard rough gag inducing deep throating. Sarah sucks Tom's cock as though Tom isn't there. It is just her and this large thick member with her saliva, her mouth, and her hands working like a porno whore. Sarah's mind now wants to play out the scene that has dominated her libido since the idea of the orgy party first came up. Sarah wants to suck and jerk off a large cock and as she twists this shaft and rides Tom's cock, she knows she will get the mouthful of cum she craves. Marc leads the two women into the room to introduce them to Sarah, but seeing that she has already gotten started, he says, "Excuse us, ....Sarah, I need you to meet Amber and Trisha. Tom brought them with him tonight. And I..just gave them the tour.. of the house... and I told them if they need something just ask." Amber quietly says, "And Sarah, well, I do need something." Marc and Sarah both look at Amber. " What do you need honey?" Marc asks. "I want to eat Sarah's pussy, while Trisha finger fucks mine" Marc's eyes lite up and Sarah smiles lifting her gown up over her ass. "Well come and get this juicy snatch" Sarah says as she returns to Tom's still ridged rod. Tom guides Sarah's mouth back onto his cock saying, "Girl, I am so close to giving you the biggest load of cock cum you will ever get. Just suck this thing like you mean it and forget about your pussy being eaten out. Shit, girl, you are the best mouth in this room." Trisha turns to Marc and tells him to lie on his back on the floor near his wife so she can suck his cock and finger Amber's pussy. "And take off those biker's shorts." Trisha orders. Marc unzips his shorts and Trisha pulls them down as he steps out of them. He walks over and lays down on the floor stroking his cock with his hand getting it ready for Trisha's mouth. He watches as Amber gets ready to eat his wife. Amber bends down on her knees, spreads Sarah's ass cheeks apart, and slides her tongue between Sarah's pussy lips,tasting all the the juice seeping out. MMMMMmmmm, she licks, lapping up and down Sarah's slit. Trisha got on all fours and entered two fingers inside Ambers pussy, stroking her hard and fast; while she also deep throats Marc's now fully erect cock. Much to Marcs delight, Trisha takes his cock in all the way until her lips meet his balls. Again, MMMMMMMMmmmmhh sounds in the room. Then the doorbell rings and Marc must get up to answer the door. As he opens it, standing there was Craig and his wife Iara. Craig was a muscular guy bald and fun to be around and Sarah just loves his ass. Iara, a Brazilian woman, is very quiet but a freak behind closed doors. She had long dark brown hair and had a toasty tan. Iara is dressed very conservative like she was trying to hide behind her clothes what a freak she was. Seeing Tom in all his naked glory, Craig pulls Iara inside telling her, "See, this is the right place." Marc tells them, "Sarah is a little occupied right now. Come into the living room and meet everyone. First let me take all your clothes. Craig what is your wife's name again? She is lovely. I love your complexion. We should see all of it." Marc smiles and Craig says..."Iara. This is Iara. Honey, give Marc your clothes." As Iara undresses, she looks passed Marc toward the other room hearing the sounds of the sex that was growing louder. Almost in a silent trance, she disrobes her eyes fixed on Sarah's naked body working on a monster cock while being fondled by two beautiful women. Iara is in a trance while she stares at Sarah and satisfying her growing hunger, her pussy starts to throb. "Damn..I need some of that so fucking bad!" Iara says as she starts to pinch her own nipples. Chapter Three: Never To Many "God Sarah....god...I am going to come." "MMMMMMhhhgg" Now pumping and sucking Tom's swollen cock, Sarah is lost to the idea of cum exploding into her mouth. She pumps the cock and she grips it in a fury with her mouth. No longer can she even feel Amber's tongue as it licks her. She must have her victory, her prize. She must complete Tom's blow job and feel the fluids of victory in her mouth. Sarah gulps and gurgles as she allows Tom's monster member to use her as her hands twist and turn the massive dick to a climax. "Your wife likes to give head?" Iara asks Marc stepping out of her clothes and placing a hand on his shoulder to steady herself as she removes stockings. "So do I." she whispers wetly into his ear and then sucks his earlobe. "I love to suck a hard ass cock down my throat baby." Grabbing his dick stroking it with her hand "Mmmmm... I want to feel this sliding back and forth on top of my tongue." "She also likes pussy," Marc smiles, "Craig, you want to join the others, or do you need a drink first?" "AHHH, No, Marc. Just give me a glass?" "Oh, darling ..must you? That is too freak much." "Here." "Excuse me, I got to get something," and with that Craig walks to Sarah and holding the glass to her mouth offers, "Sarah, share some." Sarah opens her mouth and looking down at the glass watches Tom's cum slide in it. "Are you collecting?" she asks, "I can get more." "Yea," Craig smiles, "It will be a prize for later." Sarah and Marc Trisha and Amber both ooooh as they listen. Amber crawls over to Trisha, grabs both her legs, and pulls her on her back sliding her across the floor. She pushes Trisha's legs apart and dives in her pussy with her tongue. Craig kneels behind Amber and shoves his dick inside her pussy. Sarah and Iara both straddle Trisha facing each other and Iara sits on her face and Sarah straddles her body. Rocking back and forth, they rub their pussies on her, while they gently squeeze each others tits. Tom and Marc stand on each side of Sarah as she strokes their cock, both at the same time, one in each of her hands. Not being able to take it, she gulps down both dicks, sucking hard on both at the same time. Now Amber is going almost insane as she is fucked by Craig and Iara wiggles on Trisha's mouth and gushes like a broken water pipe. Sarah is sucking two cocks and rubbing her pussy over Trisha as Tom and Marc take turns shooting into and over her mouth. Craig is pounding Amber's pussy and lifting her up by her crossed legs as he cums into her. Amber screams her pleasure feeling the wads of cum hitting deep inside her. The explosions of cum and orgasms and oral expletives that filled the air sounded like one continuous "AAAH ..ShitGodYesyes yesGoddamn oh yes...more more more". "Iara you taste wonderful." "You lick me so well." "God, I came good." "Yes you did, lover." Iara's tits are sore, since she just had a baby two months ago, and they really need milking, "Come milk my tits and suck them dry.", she says inviting Sarah and Tom. Iara cups and holds her breasts pinching the nipples to show all what she means. The small bubble of white fluid that forms immediately draws everyone's set of eyes and a chorus of oooohs is heard. Walking over to Iara, Sarah and Tom each wrap their lips around a nipple, sucking like they were dieing of thirst. They almost giggle as they bump heads in their milk drinking eagerness. As milk runs out the sides of their mouths, the others are turned on watching what they also wanted to do. "Oh Damn! This feels sooo good! Let me feed all your hungry ass's!" Iara says to the waiting eyes, while moaning softly. She is totally pleased as she sees other licking mouths lusting for a suck of her tits. Sarah and Tom let go of her nipples and then Marc and Amber each suck a tit and one after another everyone begins to line up to suck on Iara's nipples. As mouth after mouth take their fill from her, Iara becomes more and more licentious, rubbing pussies and holding stiff cocks as her own pussy is invaded by fingers and fists. Iara is now a sex station of nourishment and lust. "Mmmm... you taste so good baby" Amber says while sucking and gulping some of the sweet milk. Amber has her fingers inside of Iara as she sucks the tan tit and its lactating nipple. "You like my wife's milk don't you?" Craig asks as he smiles at Amber. "She is wonderful. Is your cock as nice?" Amber's mouth is replaced by Trisha's as Amber's mouth finds Craig's still thick cock. Amber likes the sensation of her mouth fill with a wife's tit and then immediately a husband's cock. Amber moans her pleasure as Iara feeds Trisha and wets Amber's hand. "Look at her, Iara. She sucks cock like she loves cum." Craig tells his wife knowing that the more sex action his wife sees the more she will want to do. "He is full of it." Iara smiles as her eyes roll back in her head. Trisha locks onto Iara's tit and drains it, saying over and over, "I love this...I love this...I love this." Iara grabs hold of Trisha head with one hand and pressing the sucking mouth hard to her breast, she cums flooding Ambers hand which is now fully inside her pussy. Chapter Four: Full Delivery Lost as they were in each other, no one heard the door open and three men enter. It is the liquor store delivery guy, Justin, and two of his friends. They stand in the door way to the living room and watch the action before stripping and before anyone sees them. "Don't worry." , Justin announces, "I locked the door behind us. See that one girl? She is Sarah and she is the one who told me: come back with friends. Let's introduce ourselves. " "Sarah?" Justin injects into the room his clothes now neatly folded on top of his shoes. "Sarah?" "Justin....did you bring the boys?" Sarah asks passed the bodies as she squeezes Tom's arm good-bye and strides toward Justin and his friends. "Sure I did. It was the easiest recruiting I have ever done." Justin smiles taking in Sarah's full naked body as she approaches. "Shall we go to a bedroom?" Sarah leads the three naked men into the master bedroom. They disappear like a silent train into the bedroom and someone shuts the door. "Where is your wife going?" Iara asks Marc. "I think she has a special party planned for herself tonight." "Well she gave me a special party," Tom smirks holding a new hard on and waving it in the direction of all the remaining ladies. "I will have some of that," says Iara, "If my husband and Marc will both fuck me....at the same time." "You and Sarah think alike." Marc says. Meanwhile Amber and Trisha have joined together again and are lying on the couch in a sixty-nine embrace. Tom tells Iara, Marc, and Craig to, "Look at my darlings. Aren't they two of the finest pets you have ever seen. They are sisters under the skin." Iara feels herself getting wet looking at the pair as they devour each other with mutual tongues and fingers. She wants both tongues on her skin and takes hold of Tom's cock without thinking as Marc and her husband begin to taste her velvet skin as her nipples hardens to their twin tongues' travels. With a simple "Boys.", Iara sinks down to her knees in the middle of the three cocks and assesses the state of excitement each man presents to her. "I want all three of your hard ass dicks to fuck my mouth" Iara says, while she drools and licks her lips. As Iara opens her mouth as wide as she can, Marc, Tom and Craig jockey for a position to stuff all three of their cocks inside her mouth. Once they find the order, they begin ramming to the back of her throat. The guys can feel their dicks rubbing against each other; while pumping in and out of her mouth, Iara takes all three in a gurgling moaning drool generating swallow. Sarah, in the bedroom with Justin and his friends, is so wet at the thought of being banged by all three guys. "Show me what you got for me" she says rubbing her pussy at the same time. Justin walks over to her stroking his cock with precum dripping from the tip of his dick. Sarah licks the tip "Mmmmmm......so good..." taking his dick inside her mouth and, sucking the rest of the precum out of the small mouth, she closes her lips around the head and sucks a vacuum around the head. Justin's two friends walked over and tell Sarah to lay down. Justin straddles over her and pushes his hardness inside her mouth. One of his friends lifts her hips and ass while he sits under her and enters inside her ass. Meanwhile the other one pulls her legs up and pushes his cock inside Sarah's pussy. With all her holes being stroked, Sarah is moaning so loud that the others can hear her in the other room. Moving her hips in unison to the cocks, while her ass and pussy is getting fucked hard and with juices starting to seep out her pussy,and starting to run in between her ass cheeks, Sarah rides the two cocks. Using her juices for lubrication as it drips down on her ass hole and his dick, Justin begins to bang her even harder as Sarah's moans reach a fever pitched volume. When Sarah's cries reach Iara's ears and one of the cocks in her mouth begins shooting down her throat, Iara starts to cum, swallowing and moaning. Trisha and Amber both stop their sucking and listen to the sounds coming from Iara's throat and from the closed bedroom door. Iara's mouth goes from one cock to the other trying to get all to shoot at once. Iara pulled one cock from her throat and deep throated another, moving to each in its turn. Cum and clear thick saliva now drooled from her mouth as she round robined the cocks. Cum covered her mouth as her greedy haste had all the men moaning at once in deep pleasure. When Trisha and Amber walked to the sounds coming from the bedroom, they were not even noticed by Iara and her circle of cocks. Iara's mouth sucking off one shaft after another made a train sound as Amber and Trisha passed, which almost matched the two pussy's squishing by. Chapter Five: A Photo Finish As Amber begins to turn the handle to the bedroom door, Trisha whispers to her, "See what I brought?" displaying a disposable camera. Trisha grins and tells Amber to open the door. To their delighted surprise the room is not dark, but Sarah is on the master bed straddling on all fours one man, whose cock is in her pussy as another man fucks her ass, and a third fucks her mouth. Sarah does not hear the camera's click being fully occupied. Trisha and Amber are besides themselves as their eyes feast on the orgy before them. Click. Click. Click. "That woman," Trisha tells Amber, "knows what to do in a bedroom." Click ...click... "You sure can tell that." the man with his cock in Sarah's mouth smiles now aware of the two new cunts as he fucks Sarah's moaning groaning mouth. Both Trisha and Amber watch Sarah take the triple play pounding. Their eyes moving from one end of her to the other, both women are flushed with excitement listening to the grunting groaning hostess on her own marriage bed being mauled and man-handled by three strong young studs. "OOOh, god ....I am going to blast down this bitch's throat!! She wants this load. She wants all of you guy's cum....I bet. God....is this woman a cocksucker!!!...or what." "Amber what are we going to do with a rough dude that just shot his wad?", Trisha asks. "Question is what am I going to do to you two..." the guys snaps pulling his cum dripping cock from Sarah's gapping mouth. Sarah, almost breathless, whispers in her cum drenched tongue, "Now be ...nice...not everyone wants it as rough...as me. Justin tell your friend to play nice." Trisha is stunned that a woman with two cocks still banging away inside her could think of anything else except the pounding she is getting. Amber looks at the dripping cock now coming straight for her. She drops to her knees and opens her mouth just as the cock touches her nose and wiggles its way into her mouth, and bangs into the back of her throat. Her eyes narrow as the man wobbles his tool back and forth in her gulping mouth. She starts to smile as she tastes Sarah as well as the man's cum. "Mmmmmmmm," she moans now rocking to the man's tool. Trisha steps behind Amber and holds her head telling the man, "Fuck her, My girl likes it rough. Go ahead ram her mouth." Immediately the man takes the bait and begins a vicious face fucking of Ambers mouth while he looks directly into Trisha's eyes saying, "OK, bitch. You want it rough take this and that. You think you can take a face fucking or an ass pounding? Do YOU? Eh? Do you?!!!" The two cocks in Sarah explode almost at the same time. Sarah is filled with a overflowing warmth as she watches Amber's mouth taking a pounding just like hers went through and Sarah cums with a "OH MY GOD...MY GOD...MY GOD...MY GOD" "Fill her, you fucker." Trisha shouts as she stares down the rapist who is fucking her friends mouth and suddenly multiple climaxes explode in the room. Chapter Six: Whats In The Closet Marc walks over to the closet and pulls out a fuckin machine unfolding it and putting the plug into the socket. Reaching back into the closet, he takes out a clear plastic box. He sets the box down next to the fucking machine lifting off the lid. Inside are a wide assortment of dildos that attached to the machine. Looking at the women, "I will let you all decide together which one of these you want on here" Marc says with a smile. The women walked over to the box going through the many dildos finally picking the nine inch black one that was curved at the end. Marc attached the dildo onto the machine "who's first?" Marc asks. Iara walks over. "Get on your knees!" Marc tells her. Bending down and getting on her hands and knees on the bench, Iara waits to feel the big dildo inside her pussy. All the men are now standing around watching waiting to see the machine fuck her. Marc turns the machine on and the dildo plunges inside Iara'cunt. Iara loses her breath the minute it rams inside her while she archs her back. "Oh God!" Iara screams. Marc turns up the machine so it would go a faster pace. "You like that bitch?!" "Yes....Oh God....yes....!" Iara wails while the black curve cock relentlessly drives into her. "Fuck...I never...ever...ever.....felt..anything like this!!! Chirst more.!! Turn that fucking....this up....Goddamn......OH, YES!!" Marc reaches down to the side of the machine and turns the knob to high speed. Iara tries to keep herself steady while the dildo plunges deep inside of her full throttle. "Oh... Damn...! I'm going to cum!" Gripping onto the sides of the bench Iara lets out a loud scream of pleasure as her cum starts to run down the inside of her thighs. Marc turns the machine off and Justin walks over and licks the cums from Iara's thighs. "I'm next!" Trisha said as she walks towards the machine then waiting for Iara to get off. Iara moves off the machine and Trisha gets on her hands and knees, spreading her legs as far as they will go on the bench. "How bad do you want it?" Marc asks Trisha with his hand on the knob. "I want you to make that machine fuck the shit out me baby!" Trisha tells Marc with anticipation. Marc positions the dildo and lubes it and thinks to himself, "OK. Hope you can take it." "OK, first Trish baby....I want you on your belly," Marc instructs as he removes the dildo and replaces it with a DP model, "Now with a little adjusting of the seat here I can get your body at just the right angle. There. Yes dear, that's good." Marc moves his palm to Trisha's pussy to test how wet she is. As he slide his hand under her palm up his fingers her her clit and work the hood back from it. "Does that feel ok, Trish?" "Oh damn baby......fuck me!!! I'm so wet... give it to Me!" Marc reaches down and turns the machine on low speed as it drives into her she grabs the legs of the bench to hold herself in place. While the dildo moves in and out of her Marc slaps her on her tight ass. "You want it faster baby?" "Yes...I want it faster... turn that bitch up!" Marc turns the knob skipping the other speeds and swtitches it to high. "Oh shit...Make my fucking ass cum!" The Dildo rams her so hard that the bench starts to move as it drives into her. Marc continues to slap her ass while the machine fucks both her holes. Amber walks over and gets on her knees in front of Trisha so she can suck on her titts. Trisha takes one of her nipples into her mouth sucking gently while Marc is slapping her ass and the machine gets the best of her two holes. "Oh god..... Oh...baby! I'm going to bust!" Trisha begins to shake and cum starts to flow from her pussy onto the bench. "Lick that shit up!" Marc tells Amber. Amber gets up off her knees and licks the cum off Trisha's pussy and then licks the rest of the small dapples off the bench. "Mmmm.... that tastes so good! Now its my turn to get fucked." Marc takes off the DP dildo and replaces it with the one that was on there before. While Trisha moves off the bench. Amber lays on the bench on her side and lifts one leg up. "Right in my asshole," she tells Marc, "Slow then fucking hard once you see me really groan into it. I love a great ass fuck." Again Marc maneuvers the machine to the anal opening of the third willing victim. The woman adjusted to the gradual entrance while Marc shifts the machine to full speed. She involuntarily rocks as her body is taken over by the machine and her pussy flooded over the plunging dildo as it rams in and out. Sarah walks over to Amber and stands over the bench straddling over her face so Amber could lick her pussy and get ass fucked at the same time. "Lick my pussy bitch....I said lick it!" Sarah demanded of Amber. Amber started licking and sucking on Sarah's female pea cock while the dildo was drilling her ass fast and hard. Marc grabs Ambers leg lifting it up even further to gain more access to her hole. Sarah and Amber starts to moan loudly at the same time but no words could come out of Ambers mouth because it was full of pussy. The moaning gets louder and louder and they both let out a wail of pleasure in unison as they both came together. Sarah turns and looks at the men watching and said " Okay, now all of you can clean us with your tongues." All the men gather around Sarah and Amber licking all their juices up at the same time each taking their own area on their thighs and cunts. After they finish, Sarah said " lets have a toast to a well fucked night." Marc grabbed the Wine and glasses from the bar handing each of them a glass. As he poured the wine into their glasses Marc gave Sarah a smile. After everyones glass was filled Marc made that toast with a big gulp afterwards. " I think we should get together once a month. Whats everyone think about that?" asked Sarah. Everyone agreed to get together on the first Saturday of every month. "I need to add the newbies in my address book also." Sarah said smiling. One after another Sarah writes down the g-mail, yahoo, and comcast addresses for all. Beside each name she uses a code system to note each personal sexual predilection of the guests. DP, Bi, hot, M, S, slut, extra thick, tastes good all are used to remind her of the evening. Under several names she writes gb for gang banger to remind her of the hot action in the bedroom. After adding all the newbies to Sarah's book, everyone starts getting their clothes together and getting their coats. Marc and Sarah show them out, kissing each and thanks each of them for coming. After shutting the door behind them, Marc and Sarah engage in their own long passionate kiss. Impulsively Marc then grabs Sarah's hand leading her to the bedroom to end their night alone together. Chapter Seven: Alone In The Bedroom Sarah is now pumped at Marc's member. Her mind is running wild as Marc's huge cock brushes against her hip spattering her skin with pre-cum. Tonight she has seen him in a renewed way. She saw several women praise his member as they swallowed it or had their ass stretched by it. He has allowed her to have "her needs" and still she can see his large desire for her. As his member engorges right beside her, she falls to her knees and accepts its entry into her mouth. Like a quarterback and his favorite wide receiver, Sarah gulps her husband down her throat with a gaging eagerness. Marc thrusts deep deep into the gaging mouth below the head of hair which has stopped him in his path to the bedroom and swallowed him. His head is thrown back as if he were just hit by a tackle. Hands tangling in her hair he feels his wife's mouth sliding down and up his shaft. As her chin engages his balls he hears the gaging widening moaning of the woman who is still his most erotic desire even as all the nights events flash under his fluttering eyelids. He thrusts into her mouth gagging her as spit dripped down her chin then running down along the outside of her throat. Picking her up off the floor, he carries her and throws her onto the bed straddling her face as he continues to fuck her slippery throat. Sarah grabs his ass and pulls him deeper inside her mouth gagging her even more tasting his precum and leftover sex. Marc pumps faster and harder and begins to feel like he was going to explode. Pulling out of her mouth, he pushes Sarah's sore but creamy legs wide apart and rams his cock into her pussy. Sarah grabs the sheets beside her and moans loudly with each stroke as the head board hits the wall behind it. Sarah and Marc "Fuck me baby! You know I'm your fucking whore!" Sarah wails as Marc thrusts harder and faster. Sarah wraps her legs around her husbands waist as he rides her pussy tight and close. Only Marc's hips are slamming into his wife like he fucked every women this evening while his balls slapped against her ass. Juices seeping out of Sarahs pussy onto the sheets under her he pushes her legs back towards her head drilling into her pussy with his big thick cock. Marc can hear and feel the wetness of her pussy making him want to bust the biggest nut. Pulling out of her pussy, Marc straddles her, almost sitting on her tits and while stroking his hard bulging cock he explodes all over his wife's waiting willing face as she eggs him to "do it Marc, do it...come on...do it for mama". Then taking his cock and spreading the cum around on her lips like she owned the most delicious lipstick, Sarah coats her face with ribbons of her husband's white ribbon of jism. Then as he watches his amazing cum hungry slut of a wife, Sarah licks the cum off from her own lips from her own teeth, from her own mouth. And looking directly at her husband, she says, "I am a great hostess. I fucked everyone of our guests and got totally gang fucked by that little hoodlum of a delivery boy and his friends. God they were a horny rough gang of fuckers. That almost got out of control." "Did it?" asks Marc, "I guess I will have to use another liquor store next time." "No we can order from two next time." Sarah says as she smirks at Marc. Pulling the covers over them Marc pinches Sarah's nipple and licks it one last time. He runs his fingers through her hair moving it out away from her eyes then smiles. Marc laid back and closes his eyes while Sarah laid next to him with her head on his chest after he gave her one last kiss before they fell off to sleep. Sarah and Me - A Marriage Story Once again I want to thank ScarlettKisses for her tremendous good editing work. ------ First time I met my wife to be was on a guided tour at an old theatre close to a castle outside the capital of the country. It's almost 50 years ago but I remember as it being yesterday. I was just passing the castle that afternoon when I noticed that there was a guided tour in about half an hour. Always having been curious of the inside of the building I decided to participate. The group of the tour involved about ten people. Most of them were older couples but there was a good looking young girl, 18 years old (but that I didn't know at that time) dressed in a white blouse and a knee-length skirt. When our eyes met she blushed. Oh god what sweet she was! It was quite self-evident that we walked side by side. I looked furtively at her. When walking beside her I found that I was only slightly longer than she. Dressed in khaki shirt and jeans I can't have made any lower impression on her. To that came also, though being 19 years old, I had no experience of girls at all. I think she assumed I was just an odd fish. I noticed that she glanced at me every now and then. True to say I hadn't heard much of what the guide told the group. All my interest was occupied by the nice girl strolling by my side. The guided tour ended as usual with polite applause. I don't know where I got the courage daring to ask her if she would come along with me for something to eat. To my great surprise and happiness she accepted. Her cheeks were blushing red! I wanted to embrace and kiss her, but luckily I was too shy. If I had done it she surely would have screamed and fled. However I took her hand when we went over to a nearby small restaurant. Her little hand was cool and soft. For me it was like being in heaven allowed to visit a restaurant alone with a girl. The restaurant was a simple pizzeria, the in-thing at those days. I looked at her and said "My name is Thomas. What's your name?" "Sarah, and I spend my summer with my parents here at a little holiday cottage near the castle. I'm interested in history, but modern literature is my favorite subject. However, that didn't make anyone rich so I'm studying languages. What are you doing?" I told her that I'm studying psychology at the university. "I'm very interested in the interplay between man and woman." "Very interesting! And now you will study me?" laughed Sarah cheekily. Her eyes sparkled. "Yes of course. I found your behavior most unconventional. Just accepting to follow an unfamiliar man without any hesitation? What will happen next?" "Don't expect anything. You must not see me home or something like that. But if you want ... we can be friends. We finished our pizzas and strolled to the large park surrounding the castle. She was easy to get on with. Our small talks run as if we had known each other for quite a long time. "Sorry but I have to leave you now. I have some homework to do for tomorrow" she said apologetically. "I hope to see you again. What about next Saturday?" "Sure, it will be nice. Perhaps we can find an interesting movie." I got her phone number. Nothing else, neither kisses nor embracing. Our dating continued. Sometime at her parents' house but mostly in my rented simple flat in the city. We loved each other but were agreed about to be careful in the bed. No children before marriage. No marriage before we had finished our studies. -------- Two years later we could celebrate our passed examinations. She was graduated as a qualified secretary and I got my psychology degree. She got a well paid job as a secretary at a construction company. I got my psychology degree. I found an interesting employment at an institute for psychological investigations. We had a very great sexual life together when we were able to find some alone time. However there was a fly in the ointment. Sarah started working closer to one of the engineers at the construction company. His name was Oscar. Sarah made no secret of her feelings for Oscar; the problem was that she was too naive to understand his feelings for her. She said that they often joked and laughed together. One day she had felt very childish and would do some sort of a practical joke by hiding behind a pillar outside Oscar's room. The place was a bad choice as she had to climb a high beam. The fact was that she wasn't able to jump down but was forced to ask Oscar for help, of course he made use of the situation. He was rewarded with getting her stripped and had a complete sexual interlude on the desk in his office. Sarah was remorseful about her stupidity to say the least when she told me about what had happened. I struggled with my bad feelings and thought for a second that I never could trust on her in the future. However knowing that leaving her now would make me unhappy. I loved her too much and forgave her. The condition was that she quit her job and promised to keep away from Oscar in the future. Sarah and I got married some months later. We had bought a house in a residential district some miles from the city. Sarah was a very good house wife. She had her full liberty to spend the days as she wanted when I was at the institute. She had taken up her high school language studies. Every afternoon she kissed me as soon as I came inside the door after the day's work. The dinner was always on the table and the nights were often spiced with hot love. I'd never had such a delightful life. We had also been good friends with a particular nice couple, Ruth and Arne, who lived in the house next to ours. Sarah and Ruth found that they were more than friends. Sarah discovered that she also was attracted by females. Her lesbian attitude gave her a new dimension of the life. Her visit to a massage institute together with Ruth was a tremendous adventure. --------- We always had longed to get away from rush of the city. When we found some acres with an undisturbed bathing beach far away from the capital of the country our dreams seemed to be coming to life. We started to get a house to be built. It was ready to move into the following summer. However in January that year there were some troubles which could upset all our plans for moving to our new home. Our marriage was once again hanging on a single thread. I was away at a conference for a couple of days. Sarah was alone at home. One day when she was in the city for shopping she run across Oscar. As he was on his way to leave the country he wanted to exchange some words with Sarah one last time before he left. As usual Sarah had some parcels and bags after her shopping round. Oscar offered his services for driving her and the luggage at home. As it was dinner time she had invited him to come in. Oscar was well aware that I was participating in the conference. The dinner passed off with good food and a bottle of wine. The conversation got away with laughing and joking. They were evermore exhilarated. It was getting late and after having consumed the wine Sarah thought it better that Oscar stayed for the night. Of course it resulted in a hot night in our bedroom. When I returned home just before noon the next day Oscar had left. Sarah was out walking our dog. I found the rests of their dinner on the kitchen table and a well used bed in the bed room. When Sarah returned with the dog I raged against her and shouted: "I will never be in that bed anymore!" Then I jumped into my car and streak off. It's a part of the story that even I'd cheated on my spouse that night. The last night of the conference ended in bed with my female boss Liza. I was deeply remorseful in the morning when I left the conference. I couldn't explain to myself how I could be so stupid. When I found Sarah's doings at home, my brain just as exploded! I didn't know where to go. I didn't remember where I went or what I did in the afternoon. Later Liza has told me that I had called her. She had found me at the new house completely unaware to take care of myself. She saw to that I got some mental care at the institute's rest houses. Sarah told me later that as a last alternative to find me she had went to see Liza. Liza had confessed our lovely night together. Sarah had been perplexed at my behavior. All her world collapsed. However Liza took care of Sarah as well and promised that matters for sure will sort themselves out in the end. It was a very bad spring that year. Both Sarah and I were as birds with clipped wings. Having had long and painful talks about our failings we agreed to leave the old mess behind us and start a new life. We set up a rule: We were allowed to have sex with other people, but the condition was that we were both present in the same room when it happened. Just as before we shouldn't have any secrets from each other but inform each other if anything felt wrong. ------- Late that summer we moved to our new house. It was really a new life. The simple and calm county life healed our wounded souls. Surrounded by the lake and woods the house made it possible to live without clothes, at least during the warmer half of the year. A tremendous feeling which we dealt with only a few guests visiting. We had a great sex life, both when being alone and when being together with a visiting couple. We found it strengthening our marriage to have so called wife swaps. It gave us much new knowledge about our own bodies and how to fulfill one another's expectations. A high point in our relation was obtained a year later when Sarah's sister Rocy visited us. She was an exuberant sister full of ideas and always carried a camera around her neck. She was a famous artist; portraying nude people. Her photo art exhibitions around the world had now rendered in a TV program recorded in a studio where Sarah was one of the actors. That in turn gave Sarah and me new friends. It resulted in Sarah and I arranging a Midsummer celebration that year which we never will forget. Besides Rocy we had invited a couple Anne and George as well as a younger couple Marie and William. Those people we had got to know in connection with the TV recording. The constellation of young and old people gave all of us rich possibilities for sex experiments. It started almost at once when our guests arrived. But the high point was when we celebrated the Scandinavian midnight sun at the top of a hill. I had never before had so many sex partners since that day and night. All of us were fagged out when we returned to the house around five o'clock in the morning. ------- Sarah and I had many very good years at our new home as well as when being on vacation abroad. Some ten years after our move to our idyllic house Sarah and I went for a holiday trip to the sunny southern. We had a couple of wonderful weeks at a good hotel. One of the last days we were informed about a small village really worth seeing. We were told that the village inhabitants were wealthy families living in large luxurious houses on a rock-ledge along the sea. Curious as we were we drove the few miles down to the village. As we wanted to get best possible view of the place I parked the car just at the village entrance gate. Strolling along the main street the houses made a deep impression on us. Suddenly Sarah whispered: "Oh god, there is Oscar!" I had never met him but Sarah nodded in the direction down the street. There was a man beside a sports car. When he was aware of Sarah he shouted: "No, it's not true! Is it possible?" He stepped out in front of us and hooked Sarah. After some small talks he invited us to his large house. Sarah was doubtful and I understood her hesitant attitude. He had really made much harm to our relation in the past. However I couldn't find any good reason to avoid the invitation. I found Oscar to be an easy going man to get on with. His two servants Maria and Nils saw to that we were to feel at home. The time went fast and we accepted to stay for the night. Oscar was a cunning man and the night ended with that he, once more, got Sarah stripped. He fucked her in front of me. True to say, I really liked to see my wife be treated in such a thoughtful way as he did. After he had forced his sperm loads in her it was my turn. From her loud expressions I understood that she was more than satisfied. Me too had got more than I thought was able. Waking up next morning we found that Oscar had disappeared. Sarah and I had a lovely good morning fuck. We were quite engaged in our doings. We didn't notice that we were filmed until we heard a man's deep voice: "Having had a good night?" It was Nils who stood there with a small TV recorder. He explained that Oscar had been forced to leave early for an important business case. "What are you doing?" asked Sarah. "Oh we thought you wanted a remembrance from the night. Oscar will mail a DVD for you later on." He laughed and continued the filming when Sarah and I, nude and hand in hand were on our way to the bathroom. Later in the day we were back at our hotel and collected our belongings. Then Nils drove us to the airport. When saying goodbye Nils hugged Sarah and kissed her on the lips! She held him tight and didn't seem to have any objections. "What was the purpose of that farewell kiss?" I asked her when onboard the airplane. "Nothing special. But he is a handsome young man, are you jealous?" I didn't reply but started to talk about how refreshing it can be with a holiday trip. Some months before Christmas we got the DVD. It was played many times. -------- In April next year we got an invitation for a wedding ceremony to take place at Oscar's house. Curiously there was no mention of who was the bridal couple, but we supposed it to be Nils and Maria, the young couple who took care of us after the night last autumn. Maria had hinted that she soon would be married. The date for the marriage was set to be the last weekend of May. Sarah thought it to be a good reason to have some nice warm days in the south. We had had a rather cold and nasty winter time here in Scandinavia. It would be really fine to get a foretaste of the summer. "You know Oscar promised us to live in his guesthouse next time we came over". "Yes, I know that and that you like the sunshine and the Mediterranean Sea. Probably you also want to see Oscar again" I said with a twinkle in my eyes. But then I understood that it wasn't the best thing to say. Sarah got a mad. "As soon as Oscar's name is mentioned you are always thinking of the time long ago when I met him at the construction office. Your jealousy is indeed deeply rooted in your heart! As I always have tried to explain to you there is only one man in my life who I love and he sits just now in front of me." "Yes, it may be true, but you must admit that you liked him fucking you as he did a couple of months ago when we were his guests. I have no objection to your fucking other guys, but you have to remember our agreement that I only accept such fucking when I'm in the same room. Doing it in my absence means you are cheating on me." "Of course I knew our mutual conditions and will never do such things behind your back. I love you and we have had tremendous good times together not at least in bed. Furthermore our midsummer party some years ago was a milestone for me discovering the fun of swapping partners and looking at you being together with other women. Such actions made me still more horny and longing for you cock deep inside me. Nobody is like you my beloved husband!" What to reply to such a declaration of love? We have had a very good sex life indeed, sometime spiced with involving other couples always at our own house or at our close friends in their houses. We had never been interested in swinger clubs and the like. "It will be okay with me to spend a weekend at Oscar's, but I must admit that I have the feeling that he is trying to abduct my sweet wife. However, I will try my best to protect you or rather me from such an outcome." "You heard what I said and it would never be any love affair between Oscar and I, but still I like his good manners, his great cock and his thoughtfulness against you." We decided to accept the invitation. Sarah looked forward to the weekend and started to think about clothes to wear at such a party. She took advice from Anne, who had been her best friend since we had the midsummer party. They had really found each other and spent one Friday night every month out enjoying themselves at a well reputable restaurant with a band playing soft music. Anne's hubby George and I had given them our free pass as we trust them to take care of themselves. The matter is that also Anne and I are close friends just as Sarah and George. On George's advice Anne had been my client/patient as he thought it alarming that Anne had admitted that she liked to be sexually treated in a very hard way. One could say that she liked to be raped! By those hour long consultations or intimate talks at my institute she had given me a complete access to her innermost thoughts in general and with respect to her sexual demands in particular. I listened and gave some comments but I'd never given any advice. It's up to herself to find the best solutions of her problems. Everything she has told me is covered by my professional secrecy. Nobody will get knowledge thereof, neither her husband nor Sarah. True to say I have friend entrusted myself to Anne when it came to my sexual nature. It's a complicated world to live in. I knew of Anne's relationship/love to her George. His secretary at the law firm is my dear wife Sarah. I suppose she and Anne talk a great deal about George and me when they are alone. In the middle of May I was involved in a complicated and important case at my institution. It would imply that I can't join the wedding celebration until Sunday. Arriving on Sunday was too late as the wedding would take place on Saturday afternoon. When informing Sarah about the situation she was furious. "You made everything to avoid me from seeing Oscar" she shouted. "I have really been looking forward to have a nice weekend in the sunny south! Now you are destroying everything" she yelled at me with the lump in her throat. Before I'd a chance to respond she rushed to the bedroom and slammed the door. I was in a very bad mood especially as she mentioned Oscar's name. I got it as her primary reason to take part in the celebrations was to have the chance to come close to Oscar. However I decided to take it easy and made myself a cup of coffee and sat at the dining-table in the kitchen. After a while she returned and I offered her a cup too. She had calmed down and asked for forgiveness of her bad behavior. "You must understand that I have looked forward to be with you and have a relaxed weekend together. You have been very busy the last months and devoted much time to your job. Our sex life has suffered. I thought we'd have a complete break with our ordinary routines and find ourselves again." I preferred not to mention Oscar though my suspicion remained that he was an important reason for her desire to go, all the more as she wasn't satisfied with our life together. I cursed my jealousy which always appeared when his name was mentioned. I looked her in her red eyes filled with tears and said that I had a proposal. "I'd talked to George and explained the situation for him. I asked him if he would allow Anne to be your companion. I know that you two like each other very much and had seen your cuddling from time to time. I can tell you that George had no objections. What do you think?" True to say I had a motive for having Anne to accompany Sarah, besides that the two ladies were close friends. They were quite intimate and I thought that Anne would have some restraining effect on Sarah's eventual interest in Oscar. Anne's watching eyes may also be valuable. No, I didn't think Anne will tell me directly about Sarah's eventual bad activities but by small talks gave me some ideas of how the days went on. Perhaps she would be more communicative with George if anything went wrong. Sarah and Me - A Marriage Story Sarah's face gotten a happier expression when she heard my proposal. "Oh it's nice of you to not stop my participation of the weekend wedding trip! You know I had bought some new clothes and prepared me for that special vacation. It will be wonderful to have Anne as a follow-traveler. You know our lesbian characters will add to the adventure. I have to phone her at once". Everything was all right the weeks to the day of departure. The night before that day Sarah and I had one of the best sexual activities in later years. Her actions were hotter than ever. She sucked with an energy that brought me close to the boarder almost immediately. We practiced all imaginable and unimaginable positions. I lost count of her orgasms. She also permitted me to use her cherry eye which she only had allowed at a few very rare occasions. At my age it was unusual to cum more than twice in the same night, but now I filled all of her three holes with my sperm. The last burst was in her mouth and she swallowed every drop and licked me for a good while. We were quite fagged out when we at last fall asleep in the small hours. The last thing I remember before falling asleep was: Is this her rehearsal of what's to come tomorrow with Oscar? Friday morning George and I followed our spouses to the air port. Anne and Sarah sparkled with fun, kissing each other, George and I. Before they left for the gate George exhorted them to be good girls and not to make any foolish mistakes. Sarah looked at me and I added: "You know the rules!" She nodded. When being alone with George I once again told him of my fear for Sarah's devotion to Oscar. "If you get any hint about Sarah's doings with other men behind my back, I ask you, as my closest friend, to tell me the truth. I didn't like gossip but my marriage is important to me and I want to nip eventual wrong actions in the bud." George expressed that he understood my anxiety about Oscar. "Anne had mentioned that Sarah was charmed by Oscar's manners. Sarah had also told Anne about the night with Oscar and you last autumn. But I think you didn't need to worry as long as Anne is in the vicinity of Sarah." I left George and hasted to the institution for another day's work. It was a complicated case I had in front of me involving some interviews with two couples having trouble in their marriages. There was no time for thinking on Sarah's and my own situation. Late Friday night my cell phone rang just as I was finishing a report about the outcome of the interviews of the couples and some witnesses. It was the voice of a delighted Sarah which spoke to me when I answered. "You must know we were quite surprised when it was Nils who met us at the airport. It isn't his wedding we are to celebrate! It's Oscar who will be married to Maria! It's unbelievable! An old charming man going to be married with a nice little girl! He is at least 25 years older than she." Though Sarah seemed to be exhilarated I could hear some undertone of disappointment. "What did Nils think of that?" I asked. "He explained that it had never been any deeper relationship between Maria and him. Oscar had made it clear already last summer that he and Maria were to get married. Oscar's work had delayed the ceremony." "I don't understand how Oscar could be cheating on his wife to be when he fucked you before Christmas! Has he lost all sense of shame? Or perhaps he lives with the same rules as you and I?" "I don't know! Haven't seen him yet. Nils has taken care of Anne and me. We have got a nice suit at the second floor of Oscar's house. I like it very nice. A large twin bed in the bedroom, a sitting-room furnished with a sofa, a pair of easy chairs and a table. From the windows you have a free view of the sea! Oh, I had to end the call now. Nils just came up to us with some wine and snacks. We ought to have a nice night together!" "I envy you and wish with all my heart I could be there. It would be enjoyable if you took some pictures with your cell phone so I can see you and the room. Be kind to Nils, but not too kind!" I said and hang up. I was somewhat disturbed that Nils obviously was too interested in the two ladies to be there only for delivering some wine and snacks. What happened when having one glass of wine and the next? I remember when Nils woke us up after our night together with Oscar. Nils' admiring smile when Sarah and I left the bed hand in hand for the bathroom said more than words. Then the farewell kiss at the airport! I finished my report and got myself a glass of brandy in hopes to make me tired. Trying to read a good book was only waste of time. At last I went to bed but sleeping was out of question. The thoughts about Sarah were terrifying. I stayed in bed until eight o'clock, prepared some breakfast and hoped that Sarah would call me but my phone was quiet. Not even a text message! Finally I phoned George to ask him what plans he had for Saturday night. As Anne was away he aimed at having dinner in a restaurant. We agreed to see each other seven thirty at the same restaurant that our spouses visit on some Fridays. Then I sent a text message to Sarah: "Have you had time for bathing in the Sea after a gorgeous night? I really miss you! Th." I got no answer. I killed the time by washing our cars and put things in order in our garage. After having a cup of tea and some sandwiches I had a shower. When shaving I opened the bathroom cabinet for my after-shave lotion. To my surprise I found some packets of condoms. I knew for sure that I hadn't put them there. Such things were always kept easily accessible in our bedside tables. The only solution I could find was that Sarah had aimed to bring them with her but forgot to put them in her toilet bag. My mood sank still deeper. I arrived at the restaurant at the decided time and found George in the bar. We shook hand and George ordered a drink for me. I could see in his face that something was wrong. "You have to have some strong before our dinner" he told me. I told him about Sarah's phone call yesterday night and about my text message of today. I also said that I hadn't got any response. Furthermore I explained my surprise of having found the condoms at an unexpected place. He shook his head but said nothing. I asked him if he had talked with Anne. "Yes, I have had two phone calls, one yesterday night and one late this morning." When I had emptied my glass we went over to a table at a more quiet part of the restaurant. I got a shock of lifetime when I saw Anne sitting at the table. Everything went black before my eyes. I feared that Sarah was dead but I wasn't able to say a single word. Anne stood and we embraced each other. She cried and we hold each other tight before we sat down at the table. George and Anne had already ordered some food and good wines. George looked seriously at me. "I think we have bad news. Sarah isn't dead but you will regret that you didn't follow Sarah to the wedding party. When Anne phoned me yesterday night she told me that you and Sarah just has talked with each other. Sarah had referred to your comments 'not to be too kind to Nils'. She was quite upset to your insinuations. As soon as Nils had delivered the wine and snacks she had embraced him and gave him a deep kiss. During my talk to Anne she said that Sarah had just done some things she shouldn't have done. Then Anne hang up." Although I had suspected this, it hit me as a knock out in the first round. And more was to come. George looked at Anne and asked her if she was able to tell me what had happened. With eyes swollen with weeping she promised to try. "When talking with George this morning I told him that Sarah had left the room hand in hand with Nils at midnight. She didn't return until about six o'clock and rushed into the bathroom. After having showered she entered the bedroom dressed in a gown only. She asked me not to tell you or George about her affair with Nils. She said that your marriage was finalized if you got knowledge of her nightly cheating on you. I promised nothing but asked Sarah how she could behave in such a way. Sarah didn't reply but burst in crying. She tried to embrace me, but I found it disgusting and avoided Sarah's call for help." George looked at me with worried face and continued: "The situation was still worse when Sarah read your text message. She accused Anne for having phoned you. How would you otherwise knew that she had had a gorgeous night as you asked by the text message." Anne went on and said: "I told her that I hadn't phoned you but of course you could have well-founded suspicions, in particular if you had found the condoms left in the bathroom cabinet. Before Sarah left with Nils she had namely searched for the condoms in her handbag and frightened shouted 'Oh god I must had forgotten them at home! What will Thomas think if he found them?' I said that by leaving me alone during the night you had cheating on me as well. I didn't stay there any longer but had booked a return flight home before lunch. I told her she can stay here if you want but I have had enough of you!" Anne was still emotionally upset. Her tears streamed down her cheeks. All her body shook. I sat as if petrified. My brain was shut off. I couldn't understand what had happened. After a while when Anne had calmed down a little she went on telling me that Sarah was furious at her. She shouted that Anne was a quitter. "I asked Sarah who was the quitter? You had deceived me as well as Thomas! You have no reason to blame me for being a quitter!" I left the room with my baggage and went out for my waiting taxi. Sarah came rushing after me to the taxi. "Please, don't tell Thomas" she appealed. "I will explain everything to him when I get back home. But I has to participate in the wedding ceremony as I had promised Oscar to do that. I'm leaving tomorrow morning." It was a very sad dinner. Very few words were said during the meal after that. Neither the food nor the wine could relieve the atmosphere. When the music at the dance floor started it was too much for me. "I'd better leave now. Thank you Anne, I understand that you have had a hell of an experience. I'm very sorry for involving you in this tragedy." George looked at me. "Where are you going? Being home alone all night will kill you. Come with us. You can use our spare room and if you need to discuss the future I'm there to your help." "Thanks for your hospitality. You are right, I need help to sort my thinking out ." When Anne went to bed George and I sat in their kitchen to discuss different scenarios. One thing was quite clear: I had to file for a divorce. It will be done on Monday. My proposal was that Sarah get 50 percent of our common property; our house had to be sold. Neither she nor I will be allowed to buy it or live in it. George promised to take care of the sale. We also discussed how and when I was to inform Sarah about my decision. The outcome was that it will depend on the circumstances. Our discussions in the kitchen ended with a glass of brandy. Though being very tired I thought it hard to fall in sleep. But at last I got to bed in their spare room. Sunday morning at about nine o'clock there was a text message on my cell phone. Sarah wrote: "I will be delayed. Being home Monday afternoon. Yours S." I understood that Oscar and Nils had persuaded her to stay another day. I showed George the message. I said that I thought to send a text message with following content: "Don't hurry! Divorce papers will be filed tomorrow. The house now on sale. Th." George laughed "Short and sententious! Send it. I can bet that you will have an immediate reply." The message was sent and within fifteen minutes my cell phone was alive with a text message reading: "No! I can explain everything! It isn't as you think! Don't rush before I'm home again. Yours S." Anne had accompanied us now in the kitchen. She heard about my decision and asked if they were allowed to buy our house. George was hesitant. "Your house and surrounding property would to be a wonderful place to live. But how to handle you and Sarah if you stay as our guests". "It would be excellent if you are the new owners. However as my feelings are for the moment it will be a long time before, if ever I will have the heart to return to the house where Sarah and I have had so much fun together. Also Sarah must have a say before you can buy the house. But I don't think she will oppose such a solution." I went home to arrange for the new time to come. It was with very sad feelings I started to fix my belongings for moving to a new place to live. I searched for two new flats on Internet which would be suitable for Sarah and me. Almost at once I found a department being as just cut out for me. It was rather close to the institution in city where I'd my daily work. After some searching I found a flat that seemed to be convenient to Sarah. It was close to her job in the nearby town. I devoted Sunday afternoon to visit the two places. To my great pleasure there were no problems. The department and the flat were in good condition and were vacant for immediate moving in. The contracts were signed. I thought that if Sarah doesn't liked my choice of her new home it would be rather easy to lend it out to anybody. I reported my successful Sunday afternoon to Anne and George when I visited them on my way home. George was happy that I'd had the luck to find the new homes for Sarah and me. He was more worried when it came to Sarah's job as his secretary at the law firm. "It will be rather difficult how to handle the matters when she comes back tomorrow." He didn't need to worry. When we had a cup of coffee in their kitchen I got a text message from Sarah: "I will arrive at the airport tomorrow at noon. Can you meet me? We have much to discuss. I will prolong my vacation and perhaps quit my job. Please forgive me! S." I responded with a short text message that it was okay. I asked George if he had somebody who could help me with a transport of some furniture to Sarah's new flat. Anne said that her brother had a van. In a hurry we had furnished Sarah's home with a kitchen table and stools. I also saw to that there was a readymade twin bed in her new bedroom. After the hectic weekend I got a long nights sleep. I was however worried about what Sarah's reactions would be to my doings. Having informed my institution on Monday morning that I took a day free I had plenty of time for driving to the airport. On my way I visited the district court for filing of the divorce documents. Then I continued to the airport. I had a good view of the arrival gates and when I saw Sarah walking through the gate I couldn't believe my eyes. She went hand in hand with Nils! She really wanted to humiliate me. What had I done to be treated in such a way? However after embraced each other Nils pretended to wait for somebody as Sarah went on towards me. She came up to me with a smile. She looked at my sad face. "Aren't you lucky? You can't understand what I'd suffered this weekend. I loved you so much when I left you at Friday, but your text message got me angry. I couldn't believe that you didn't trust on me." She tried to hug me but I shrunk back. "We have a great deal to discuss so I propose we walk over to my car." "Yes that's true. It will be nice to be back home again" she said. I drove straight to her new flat. She looked at me: "Why are you driving this way? I want to go home as soon as possible." "You are at home now!" I'd parked outside the multi-story block and went around to the passenger side and opened the car door. "You can take your bags with you and follow me to your new flat." She looked bewildered at me, as if unable to understand. "Are you crazy?" she shouted. "You can't throw me out from our house." "I'm sorry, we are both thrown out, the house is on sale. Perhaps it's already sold. Follow me up to your flat. Then we can sit down and discuss our future life." She followed me with ill grace. I gave her the keys such that she was forced to unlock the door and step inside. She looked around in a curious way. "You have really succeeded to arrange a nice home for me! You are thoughtful and kind-hearted though I had betrayed you! However, as it is, we have to separate." "Yes we have to. Last Thursday night I thought we would live together the rest of our lives. Such a good fucking night I will never get in the future. I still love you but my trust on you had got a very bad un-repairable blow." We looked at each other when sitting at the kitchen table. I asked her what Nils was doing in the town. "He is here to organize our move to New Zealand. We found each other just as we arrived at Oscar's house. He is a good lover and his strong young body adds to my strong feeling for him. Furthermore, he shares many of my interests like literature and theatre. As soon as our divorce will gain legal force I will marry him." I understood why she had postponed her return home. "I wish you good luck in the future, but I has the feeling that you are rushing too fast." I asked Sarah if she had any objection to had our house being bought by George and Anne. "No, not at all! I'm sorry for cheating on Anne. Perhaps it could be some sort of compensation. I wished she could forgive me and that we would be as friends in the future." We were quite agreed on all practicalities and she followed me to our house. I heard her call Nils and that she told him to move into her new flat. A week later our house was emptied and sold to George and Anne. -------- Epilogue I found myself very lonesome. Tried to meet new women but never found anyone to fall in love with. Sometime I visited Anne and George in the old house but it made me only sad when being reminded of the lucky days with Sarah. After our divorce got legal force I had lost the contact with Sarah. I knew that she and Nils had emigrated. One year was added to another. I winded-up my job at the institution to get time for writing books relating to psychology and marriage counseling. I still lived in the department I bought after my divorce from Sarah. One day my door bell chimed. I was just proofreading the manuscript for my next book 'Lucky Rejoin'. I opened the door and found Sarah laughing at my astonished face. It was three long years since she emigrated with Nils. "Am I disturbing you?" she said with a low voice. "No, you are always welcome! Oh what nice to see you again. Come inside! I'm eager to hear how your life goes on down under." I invited her to sit in the sofa in the living-room. She didn't declined a glass of wine and when sipping it she told me that the relationship with Nils wasn't long. "After a year he began to behave in a strange way. He often left me alone at home and spent the night at the pub; or worse with a hooker. He complained about my ability in the bedroom. But I had enough one night when he started to beat me. I had to go to the local hospital. It was one year ago. Next day I went to a lawyer who helped me to get a divorce." I looked at her. "Sad to hear that he was such a type. I hope you didn't got any serious injuries." "No, but I was beaten black and blue. I returned to Scandinavia a month ago. Just listen to this: I was able to rent the same flat as you had fixed for me three years ago. But I had no friends here anymore. I didn't know if you want to see me after all humiliation I had caused you. But at last I got the courage to dare to go to see you. And here I am!" "Dear Sarah I have missed you! How happy I'm to have you back here. Of course it can't be as before but I hope we will be friends in the future." I hugged her and gave her a long and intensive kiss. We agreed to celebrate her return with a dinner at the best restaurant in the city. The night was late and she parted bed with me. Sarah and Me - A Marriage Story The following day she returned to her flat. I called George and told him the news. "Oh god, she is a saving angel! I need her immediately here at the office. My present secretary doesn't cope with the difficult matters here. I will call her at once. Do you have her cell number?" I gave him the number. She returned to the office the next day. Anne called me and said that she had talked to Sarah and that we have to be their guests next Saturday. The stipulation that we never were allowed to live at our old home was cancelled. ------ Authors remarks The introduction of the present story is based on some of my previous submissions at Literotica about Sarah and me covering different periods of our life. Thus our relationship before our marriage in the late 60's is documented in "Playing with Fire". A short episode from the 70's is to be found in "Novel Part of Me". Our lives went on with some serious problems like those in the 80's described in "Reversed Conditions". There are many high points in our marriage such as those described in "Photo Art" and "Midsummer Party" a decade later. In "Unexpected Autumn Discovery" you will find the prelude to the story just told above. All the stories may be read as separate ones but I think more understanding of our lives is obtained if read together. Sarah & Peter PS: There is a prelude to this story in previous one titled Sarah. If possible read it first as it'll be will be smooth continuation. Peter could not move. He just stood rooted to the spot. David was fucking Sarah. They were oblivious to everything else. The rapture on Sarah's face was like a punch in his stomach. Sarah was never this wanton with him. As their copulation continued he could not help but stare transfixed at David's penis sawing in and out of Sarah with force. Peter saw Sarah biting her lip to control her moaning until last squeal. When they noticed him, Peter was still looking at David's member nestled between Sarah's ass cheeks. David looked at his friend. He then noticed huge tent in Peter's tracks. Peter followed David's gaze to realize his own engorged penis. Peter looked back at David in confusion and dazed excitement; David's organ started to grew under Peter's gaze. David moved and inserted his hard penis into Sarah's ass. Peter thought "Yeah that will be smooth, as I use it often". Sarah tried to raise herself in protest but David held her down with his hand at her neck. He slowly fucked her ass-hole in long lethargic strokes as he looked at Peter. David was moving slowly and tenderly in Sarah's hole. David could feel the delicate sweetness of the movement as he fucked Sarah in long drawn slow strokes while looking at Peter. The intensity increased swift and rapid; as he moved in Sarah; holding Peter's gaze. In few more intense long drawn strokes David climaxed to most exquisite sweet orgasm he ever had. He continued to look at peter as he pulled out of Sarah, walked to pick up his tracks and turn toward the garden screen door. Just before he closed the screen door he looked at Peter, who stood rooted to the spot. -------------------- On Monday, David was in meetings from the moment he stepped into the office. Peter was aware of this as he was copied on all the mails related to the account. David was pulled-in and grilled incessantly by other partners to know the status of the deal as it was big and critical one. The good part through all this was that he did not let the cat out of the bag, about the deal being in flux. Before he retired for the day, he received the mail from Tokyo that they were ok to give the deal but he needed him to fly back to nail in last few details. In the evening, as he was sitting at the fireplace with his wife Sheila telling about the deal - Peter walked in. Sheila was happy to see Peter as now the problem was solved and she chirped "Hello Stranger". Peter hugged her and said "Hi Sheila". David was watching Peter to read his intention. Peter was controlling his emotions, he wanted to shake David and ask what the hell has happened. He wanted it out in open, not just what he saw between Dave and Sarah but the last few minutes before David left Peter's kitchen that fateful Sunday. He felt cheated, shamed and above all - spark of awareness. Sheila could sense the tension and innocently attributed it to the stress of the big deal. Now that it's on positive note, she relaxed into chatter. Dave interrupted Sheila and calmly told Peter about the news on the deal and said "Lets meet tomorrow to discuss it further." Peter hated the calculated move of David - news of the deal at the moment and wanted to spill the entire ordeal he has been going through. He did not care whether Sheila was present or not as he knew that it would not change anything. As once David decides to play the game, he would not be distracted by anything. Even Sheila's outburst would be like fly on the wall. David will take any battle head-on with his trademark ruthlessness. Peter thought at least the deal is saved and yes it's better if the confrontation happened one-on-one. With these thoughts - Peter made some small talk to Sheila and left. ------------------------- On Tuesday, David walked into his office. Few clients were waiting for him at reception. As he stepped into his corner office he saw Peter. He knew he can no longer put off what needs to be now played. His secretary Maggie was in the room pouring fresh coffee for Peter. David went and sat behind the desk and watched Peter. As Maggie left David said "I want you to hear me before we discuss what's on your mind". Peter stood up and leaned on the desk, with bile in his voice said "Bastard". David smiled and leaned back into the chair and started to lay the cards on the table "The deal is ours. As you know it's because of me. I convinced the client not to divulge this and give entire credit to you". Peter knew about winning the deal but not about him getting credited for it. He tried to get his head around David's genial gesture but was sure of the underlying sucker punch will be delivered. He just slumped back into the chair to hear it. David saw this and moved for the kill "I will collaborate in saying it was totally your deal. I will recommend you to be promoted to Partner. But I want something in return". Peter stiffened and looked up. Dave did not waver "I want you and Sarah to meet me for weekend at my country home and do what I ask both of you to do". Peter's head reared in anger but Dave continued as he held his nerve coolly "That is only if you decide to go for it else I will still say the deal is ours and not back you for partnership". Peter glared at David. David pulled all his negotiation skills as he clinically nailed down the rest "You have time to decide. I am flying in to Tokyo tonight to iron out the final details on the deal, will be back on Friday and head straight for the country home. For Sheila, I am in Tokyo until Sunday. Join me on Friday evening by 8PM sharp. Plan and pack to stay entire weekend and return only on Sunday evening. If I see you there, then on Sunday night I will send the deal being your win and partnership recommendation. I do not have to spell out the else mail which will go Friday night if I do not see you both their". David got up and walked to the door, he looked back at Peter's expression of anger, bafflement and defeat at turn of the events and behavior from his friend. He softened and said gently "I wish you would join me Peter and yes do tell Sarah that I want woman in dress and not pants". He waited a moment looking at Peter's slumped form, before he called Maggie to usher in the client and escort Peter out. ----------------------------- David landed back on Friday afternoon and just crashed to deep sleep. He was completely rested. Now he stood on the porch alone, drinking whiskey and watched the setting sun of the evening at his country home. He walked inside after sometime and sat down looking into the fire. He waited .... He heard Peters Porsche and looked up at the clock - 7.55PM. He smiled. All that easy going was a façade. He never knew anyone who was more focused and meticulous as Peter. Peter always dotted his I's and crossed his T's. David expelled long sigh and stood up wondering if he had the courage to do what he thought to be his only shot to redemption. Peter and Sarah walked in. All stood looking at each other. Today Sarah's dark gorgeous hair was tied up in bun at her nape. Diamond studs twinkled like stars in her ears and Yes Sarah was in a dress, classic black one. Her arm and throat was bare of any jewel. She always wore loose dresses from waist downward to accommodate her lush big ass - One's which you can easily get your hands into in a crowded place and pinch butt. David smiled at this thought. As his eyes ran down to her legs, he saw her feet in red pumps. David felt his member twitch. He said "Follow me" and led them into the bedroom. The room was Victorian style, with huge four-poster bed. The drapes guarded the privacy from the huge windows. The room was heavy with perfume of scented candles. The candle lights cast the room into pockets of shadow and glow, playing hide and seek. Peter was in surreal state, he walked in like zombie. David poured himself another whiskey and sat in the lone plush arm chair in the room. He turned to Peter, held his gaze and said "Take off your shirt" Peter did not move. At which David softly said "Peter". Peter started to unbutton his shirt. David said" Sarah tie Peter's hands to the bed post". Peter's eyes clouded. Sarah nudged Peter. They walked to bed. Peter lay on the bed and Sarah tied his hands to the post with thick silk rope lying there. David Said "Sarah walk to the other side". She did as told. David got up and went towards Peter - looking at him. Peter watched him back. David checked the ropes and loosened the knots a bit to ease any discomfort. As he walked back – he started to undress kicking off his shoes. He was bare-chested when he finally stood in front of Sarah. He looked at her trembling lips. He reached out nudged her chin up to look into her eyes. Her beautiful big kohl lined brown eyes glared back through tears. He slowly but with hurting pressure ran his thumb across her wide full mouth, streaking her red lipstick. He moved his mouth close to her lips, licked them and whispered "Suck me Sarah". Sarah jerked from David's hold and looked at Peter. She whimpered. Peter was always considerate not to push her for Oral sex as she did not like it. Peter looked back for a beat or two and then lowered his eyes. Sarah turned from Peter, wiped back of her hand across her tears and slowly sank onto her knees in front of David. She slid down the zipper. She moved his pants and boxers down. David stepped out of them and kicked them aside. Sarah braced both her hands on David's muscular thighs and kissed his thick member. She rained small wet butterfly kisses along his erection. David realized that it's new for her, sliding his finger across her jaw line said "Lick it Sweetie". Sarah slowly ran her tongue along the length. David shivered and said "Few more times". Sarah conceded and after few more licks found a rhythm and moved along his member as if she were licking an ice-cream. Sometimes short darting licks combined with long slurping ones. David felt his penis swell. He yanked at her hair and growled "Take it into your mouth" and slowly pushed into her. Sarah opened her mouth. Sarah tasted the salty pre cum as David filled her mouth. David grunted "Suck it". Sarah slowly started to suck his length. David growled "Keep on". Sarah acquired the knack after repeated sucks and was now taking him almost all in. She looked up at David as she was sucking to see if she was doing ok. David saw this vision of Sarah's red mouth across his member, sucking and looking up to him with those beautiful kohl lined brown eyes. David closed his eyes in rapture. He pushed deeper into her mouth and took control. He was now fucking her mouth. Sarah sensed the change in pace. David was now fucking into her throat. Sarah was gagging. After few more strokes he reached down and pulled Sarah to him and kissed her roughly tasting his own pre cum. In one angry movement he unzipped and tore her dress off. He left her red shoes on and dragged her towards the bed. He saw Peter's sex glazed eyes on them. His penis was enlarged wanting to breakthrough his pants. David said "Sarah undress Peter". Her hands trembled as she did this. She had to kneel and bend on bed to do this. Both men looked at her lovely lush ass, slightly up in the air and went super rigid. David stood beside the bed, pulled at her ass, turned her around and in one plunge buried himself into her. Sarah involuntarily crossed her legs behind his back. David yanked her hair to make her look at him. His lips swooped onto her mouth and he snarled "slut" as he rough kissed her. He licked her neck up to her face. He lightly held her neck with both hands as he started to thrust into her. He mauled her breasts and moved his mouth on them sucking, biting and all the while ramming into her. Sarah was also now moving blatantly against David's strokes, giving up all pretenses as she clawed at his back. David grabbed at her slightly rounded belly and squished it with one hand while his other hand was pulling at her hair with his mouth creating havoc on her breasts. He continued to plunge into her. The bed was squeaking with force. David grabbed her ass and moved her up into the bed. Now they lay parallel to Peter as he fucked Peter's wife with abandon. David shifted both his hands to her breast s, kneading roughly, bruising them as his mouth marauded all over her face. He continued to thrust into her, controlling so that he would not ejaculate. His face was set in this effort - as ploughed into her. Sarah squealed her first orgasm. David slowed. His juice coated member bounced as he pulled out of Sarah and was swinging in front of him. He watched Peter look at it transfixed. He saw pre-cum oozing out Peter's erect penis. He lifted Sarah, who lay in sexually satisfied stupor. She smiled at David. He gently lifted her and positioned her face down on her husband so that Peter's penis snugly entered into her cunt, filled with David's cum. David's warm liquid flowed onto Peter's cock. Sarah smiled and embraced Peter as to say I held my part of bargain and slumped onto him. Peter quickly grasped what's going to happen. He tried to dislodge her; he pulled at the ropes to be free. Sarah thought in her daze that Peter is trying to fuck her from below and started to respond by moving. David calmly looked into Peter's eyes as he straddled both of them. All the while looking into peters eyes he pulled Sarah's ass cheeks and started to insert his still rigid cock into her hole. Sarah tried to turn which David preempted and clamped on her arms to hold her still without effort. David felt Peter's penis in Sarah. He closed his eyes at the sublime moment. Peter had paled but his eyes glittered as David gently rocked into Sarah; in the process brushing against Peter's member separated by thin film. It was like fucking Peter through a veil. Their two thick cocks fit in snugly close in Sarah. David pushed Sarah's face into Peter's neck, looking into Peter's eyes tenderly touched Peter's hair. The childhood endearment he had for Peter flashed in his mind – Sunbeam. He rasped "Join me Peter." He stroked gently couple of times. Peter did not move. David said "Please Peter" and grasped Peter's shoulders to initiate his movement. His friend's thick cock was now rubbing Peter in long slow strokes. He wanted to resist but something in him was responding to the pleading in David's eyes and he slowly moved his hips. David's eyes shone with happiness as he matched his friends pace. David reared on his elbows so that he minimized the total weight on Peter and positioned his face close to Peter's face. Their breaths mingled as they moved against each other.They continued to fuck and gradually raised the tempo. One of them was trying to come to terms with situation and the other started to heal. This was the first time Sarah had both her holes filled and was glorying in the sensation of the forbidden. She knew she was the conduit for the two friends to connect at the baser level. She ground her pussy matching David's so that it felt like both of them were fucking Peter together. Her deep throated " Uh Uh Uh " filled the room as they raced thrusting into Peter. She screamed when the orgasm finally over powered her. The friends now thrust for themselves in concert, in unison, in tandem – tigers out for the kill. Peter kicked up the pace; he bent his knees so that he can now fuck his friend with more leverage as his wife channeled them. David held back and let Peter take the lead. Peter always the attention was now reaching his culmination. He felt David's heavy cock rubbing his with pressure and his face scrunched in pleasure as they mated. Peter wanted to make David come and reached for him with vigor but in the process his eyes glazed, his balls filled up and he ejaculated. David felt Peter's orgasm, blood rushed to his head, he threw his head back in ecstasy as he erupted - filling Sarah's ass hole. After while David got up and picked up Sarah to lay her aside. She curled up and gave in to the exhaustion. Sarah & Steve Sarah and Steve had a good a marriage. At least, that's how it appeared to the rest of the world, and that's how it was for both of them, up to a point. Sarah controlled things in her owne way and both were happy with the arrangement. She ran the family finances, as well as her own business, and she dictated what happened in the bedroom. Sarah was 41, Steve 42, their sons Nate and Mike were both off at University and life was, well, OK. Except Sarah sometimes felt that there was more, but though that feeling niggled at her often she never acted for fear of wrecking everything. Sex, after all, had become a little more interesting now that she had decided that a little bedtime adventure was permissable. They had settled into a routine of having sex two or three times a month. When they were first married, all those years ago, it was at least that every day, but that passed, babies came along and routines were established. Steve was always ready for more and was very keen to try something new. He would often choose a moment to suggest something different, but had been regularly denied by his wife. In their early days together he had even suggested a three-some with another woman, only to be dissapointed when Sarah revealed that her first husband, whom she'd foolishly married as a love-struck teenager, had forced her to do that against her will and she had not enjoyed it at all. Her first marriage had lasted all of six months in which time her ex, Bobby, who was some five years older than Sarah, had spent more time in other women's beds than hers. Now though Sarah was prepared to go a little further with Steve, much to his delight and surprise. He loved anal, both giving and receiving, but had never been able to pursuade Sarah to do it. One of his favourite foreplay tactics, which she obviously enjoyed, was to curl up behind her with his arms round hers and his hands playing with her breasts. He would cup and fondle both tits and play and tease the nipples. He knew this turned her on and made her wet in seconds, his fingers would then trace slowly down across her navel, through her pubes and onto her very prominent outer lips. Pushing gently in he would take her to a state of great arousal, only for her to spin round and pull him into her. They would fuck, but within seconds both would cum, she moaning loudly as her orgasm took control of her entire body, the sensation made even greater as she felt his cock pumping inside her. From their earliest time together, Steve had always had a problem of cumming too soon for her, so they worked out ways to cope with that. One was playing with her tits from behind, another was for her to sit on him, while he played with her tits, then when she was ready, she would lower herself onto his cock and use him as a dildo. The only problem with that, for her, was the would not come with her on top, so she would have to roll on to her back for him to fuck her, just as her body was desensitising from her own orgasm. Not ideal, but it worked. The other issue was that Steve was not that well endowed. A good six inches when erect, his cock almost dissapeared into his thick, bushy pubic hair when flaccid, which did absolutely nothing for Sarah. Still, when he used it, it worked and she found that when they fucked she could effectively wank him off with her cunt walls, flexing them round him rythmically to make him cum when she wanted. The one thing that she always denied Steve was anal penetration. When he lay behind her playing with her tits his cock would rub against her ass, and she would manouver it so that it rubbed in the crease of her ass, but nothing more. Sometimes, Steve would work it so that the tip of his cock nudged against her ass hole, but she always twisted gently away. Just lately, however, she found herself pressing back against him, so that his cock just nudged inside her ass. She knew it felt good and a few nights before he pressed just that little further in and put his finger on her clit at one and the same time. She had just exploded with an orgasm more powerful than she could remember for a long time. A night or two later, she had let him go a little further and allowed him to come with the tip of his cock just inside her ass. It had felt so good, that she decided he could ass fuck her properly next time he tried, but only if he wore a condom. She just did not want to deal with the mess of dried cum over her ass cheeks and the bedclothes. Steve could not believe his luck, when his wife took the intiative and, for the first time in years, started stroking him before he touched her. She put her mouth to his circumsized cock and kised the tip of it. She allowed the tip of her tongur to play around the hole and then blew gently over it. Just as he thought she might suck him off, like she used to when they first met, she reached to her bedside cabinet and picked up a condom. Looking him in the eyes throughout, she ripped the wrapper open with her teeth and carefully, slowly eased the condom over his hard prick. He even thought he heard her giggle as she turned away from him and lay with her back to him. He snuggled against her, kissing her neck, nibbling her ear lobes and reaching round her to find her tits. Her nipples were already erect and she moaned softly and squirmed against him as he played with them. Her back arched and her ass pushed back against his cock. The other benefit of the condom, the lubrication, then came into play as his cock nudged her ass hole and he felt it slide slowly in, stretching her as it went. He expected her to resist, but instead he felt jer push back, gasping for breath as he filled her. The thought flashed through her mind that for once she was greatful he was not bigger, unlike Bobby. Bobby! Why had she thought of him, at this moment of all times? Her mind raced, but the mental image of Bobby, endowed with a pendulum between his legs that she thought was going to split her wide open the first time they fucked, just made her more frantic than ever to cum. She closed her eyes and saw Bobby fucking her cunt, while Steve shagged her ass, and then her mind raced into overtime and she knew she wanted a cock in mouth too. She took Steve's hand from her tits and put two of his fingers in her mouth. His other hand was already playing with het pussy lips and she pressed on it to push it firmly inside her. Bucking back onto his prick, now fully inside her ass, she felt her tummy tighten as the wave of orgasm overtook her and kept cumming. It made her tremble, it made her scream, it felt so good. Steve felt her ass tight round his cock as he, too, felt his release arriving and he pumped and pumped hit spunk into the condom until he thought it must split under pressure. Neither said anything other than "I love you", but both lay back breathless, knowing that they had enjoyed beyound imagining something that they would definitely do again. Sarah was also already mapping out other plans she had for Steve. She also had plans for herself, which did not involve him...