0 comments/ 31818 views/ 0 favorites Still Waters By: Jenna_In_Dreamland It started out as darkness, then the feeling of anger spread. Red misted her eyes and she smelled blood... fear... pain. She could hear her heart pounding in her chest, taste the rage that clogged her senses. She felt herself moving through the trees with the soundless grace of a predator. Every sound grated on her ears, her heightened senses picking up the smallest noises. Then she saw him. The rage overtook her and she pounced, tasted the blood, felt the adrenaline. Jade awoke in a cold sweat, nearly banging her head on the bunk above her. She sat for a moment, breathing deeply and listening to the near silent house. Sensing no danger, she lay back down and sighed. The floppy eared brown dog at her side looked up for a moment, and then calmly went back to sleep. The dreams were becoming more frequent. They frightened and excited her. Left her breathless and wanting. Slowly her hand moved down her abdomen, sliding across her hip as her fingers sought out her center. She moaned loudly, rubbing her clit hard and fast, moving towards an earth shattering orgasm. Biting her lip so hard that she broke the skin, and then moaning louder at the taste of blood. Her muscles tightening, hips lifting off of the bed, she screamed out her pleasure as the waves overtook her. Shuddering softly as she came down. Sucking the juices from her fingers, Jade looked at the clock. Six a.m., Sean would be up. She reached over and picked up the phone. "Hello" a sleepy voice said on the other side of the phone "I thought you would call. Dreams again? Or are they nightmares?" "A little of both." Jade replied "Can you come over after work? I need you." The voice on the other end laughed. "No rest for the wicked! How many boxes of condoms should I bring?" "Several." Jade said with a smile in her voice "I'll see you then." "See you." Sean said hurriedly, and the line went dead. Jade hopped out of bed and pulled on her boyfriend's tool T-shirt and a pair of faded jeans. "Time for a run R.D." she yelled as she headed for the door, pulling her one star sneakers on as she walked. The dog lunged out of bed, beating her to the door and sitting in front of his leash with a wildly wagging tail. Needing the run as much as the dog, Jade quickly jumped into the car and drove out to the lake. Maybe the exercise would sap some of the energy she felt coursing through her body. * * * * * Jade looked at herself in the bathroom mirror as she undressed. Her gaze sliding over her 6'0" form. Running her hands through her short red hair and looking into her bright blue eyes. Not bad she thought, I'll never be a model but I wouldn't throw me out of bed. Turning the cold tap on in the shower, Jade grabbed the phone and dialed up her voice mail. "Three missed calls, boy am I popular." She joked to R.D. as she listened to the first message. Her mother... quickly skipped. The Second message was from an insurance company... delete. The third message was from her dentist. Her smile turned to a puzzled frown as she listened to it. "Judging by the X-rays we took, your wisdom teeth seem to be growing back into your jaw line. And your incisors are growing down. This is a very unusual case and I think that you should consult an oral surgeon. If you would like you can call me back during office hours and I will give you a referral..." Jade hung up the phone and stepped naked into the cold shower. The chilly water hitting her body felt good. It calmed her nerves, even if it couldn't stop the thoughts that were buzzing in her head. The dreams, her teeth, the anger that flashed within her throughout the day. She tried to make sense of it all, but it wouldn't come together. Giving up, she jumped out of the shower and curled up in bed. Picking up her copy of Interview with the Vampire, she settled down to read. Sean arrived around five and found Jade sleeping with the book on her chest. She was breathing heavily, struggling with her sleep. As he touched her shoulder she jumped up in bed, her arms reaching out for him immediately to pull him to the floor. Pinning him she began to dig her nails into his wrists. Baring her teeth she stared down into his eyes, and slowly realized where she was. Her grip on his wrists slackened and she opened her mouth to apologize when he moved slightly beneath her. The rage took over and she began to rip his clothes from her body, the feel of his jeans sliding against her naked thighs urging her on. Her nails digging into his flesh as his voice slowly penetrated into her brain. His pleas for her to stop only spurring her on, as finally he was naked. His flesh bared before her gaze. She leaned down and speared her tongue into his mouth, sucking the air from his lungs before moving on to bite into his neck. The taste of his blood flowing over her tongue, his sweat, his fear. Clawing down his sides and across his chest as she slid herself down onto his hard cock. Growling low in her throat as his erection penetrates her. Bucking up and down on top of him as her teeth pierce his shoulder. His hands running over her back gently trying to calm her only anger her more. His moans spurring her on, as her muscles clench around him. Milking him, drawing him into her, slamming her body down onto him as he empties himself into her. Her vision goes red. A cry is torn from her body as she orgasms; her back arched her mouth open. Her body gives one last shudder and she falls on top of him. Crying against his shoulder. "I'm sorry Sean, I don't know what I was, I don't understand it..." she sobbed into his shoulder. "Forgive me, please Sean say something." Slowly stroking her hair, Sean looked into her eyes. "It's okay Angel, I'm all right. Don't you worry about me. It's you I'm worried about." Looking back into his eyes she realized that he would never understand, and as she slowly got up and left the room. She threw him one last look before she walked out into the night. Still Waters Finally, at the end of a long day, she gets to rest. She sits on the couch reflecting upon her day. Anything she forgot? Her daughter is asleep; the pets are taken care of, dishes washed, room picked up, bills paid, and the calendar's up to date. She takes off her shoes thinking about what's in store for tomorrow: errands, errands, and more errands. Damn! She forgot to call her grandmother! The tension in her neck increases another notch, and as if that were the straw that broke the camel's back, her exhaustion sets in full fold. She stares at her shoes vacantly. A thought in the back of her numbed mind mumbles that she really should put those away. There they lay in the middle of the now clean living room, mocking her, interrupting the clear space that took her three attempts and 4 hours to create. The frustrating part was that she knew she would just have to do it again tomorrow... and the next day, and the next. Finally, she gives up, leaving the shoes and their irritation behind, and heads for the shower. She tiredly peels away her clothing, removing the restraints on her body. Standing nude in the bathroom, her weary arm lifts to start the water... then stops. Thoughtfully she turns and walks back to the living room, not really caring at this point if anyone sees her naked. Searching the mantle, the bookshelves and on table tops, she gathers together as many candles as she can scrounge from around the house. Back to the bathroom with the armful of candles, she drops them into the sink en masse. Finding a pack of matches, she lights each candle as she places them around the bathroom: on the sink, the back of the toilet, along the side of the tub, even in the windowsill. She feels a little strange as she turns off the light and starts the shower. Then smiles to herself as she realizes she likes the effect. Stepping in, she watches the steam rise to mingle with the soft candlelight. The wispy clouds glow in golden light and she feels she is surrounded by a magical aura. She closes her eyes and tilts her head back under the streaming water. Sighing to herself, she imagines all of the tiredness and stress in her body being washed away by the nearly-too-hot water. She lets her tension go down the drain and fade away. Feeling better already, she starts the old ritual: large, soft sponge; soap; left arm first... scrub, scrub, scrubbing away the dirt of the day. Then she stops. "Why do I always do this the same way?" She thinks to herself. The sponge drops to the shower floor, and she begins to use her hands, caressing each part of her body. Looking closely for the first time in a long while at her skin and how it feels as her hands lather the soap into bubbles. She works on her legs, looking at the shape of them, noticing the curves and the little imperfections. Rubbing her hips, her stomach and her arms, she tends to her body with a care she hasn't given herself in too long. Rubbing her neck now, she feels different: relaxed, maybe even more awake. As her hands drop to her breasts, she slows her movements. It's been so long since anyone has touched them in that way. Her thoughts turn to a man, just a friend, she hasn't thought of in a long time. How long has it been since she's made love? Too long. She lets her mind wander, thinking of a long lost lover, and how good it felt when he kissed her breasts and teased her nipples. Her hands begin to move more sensuously, her nipples hardening under her own touch. She finds her imagination meandering over to her friend again. She begins to wonder what it would feel like to make love to him. That thought has never really occurred to her before. Surprisingly though, she doesn't find the thought objectionable. In fact, the more she thinks about it, the more this train of thought entices her. She can feel her arousal growing stronger and ever stronger as her imagination begins to stretch its long unused wings and fly. One hand works at her breast, rolling her nipple between her thumb and forefinger, as her other hand drops down to her stomach, massaging her tummy, then the top of her pubis. She leans back against the now warm tile wall for support. She sighs softly thinking about this man, wondering how he would touch her there. Her finger drops to her clit, touching the soft nub briefly, as if testing the stilled waters of her long undisturbed desires. Her breath comes more quickly now, as her finger begins to rub against her clit. She thinks about what she would like this man to do to her, and what she wants to do to him. Remembering... remembering what it tasted like to have a man in her mouth again, something she desired so much. A secret she rarely told anyone; letting a man fuck her mouth turned her on more than almost anything anyone could ever to do her. Her fingers caress her lips as she remembers what it was like to feel that hardness pressed against her mouth. Licking her fingers and moaning as she increases the rhythm on her own clit, she remembers the satisfaction she got from teasing and licking him. How badly she wanted that in her mouth again, to taste that skin, that heat, that salt. She begins to suck on her fingers now, pushing them harder and harder into her mouth, her hips writhing. She can feel her own wet heat, even in the pouring warmth of the shower. The water streams down her face and across her breasts, the droplets stinging her nipples. She moans uncontrollably... her knees begin to buckle. She sits down on the ledge of the tub now, spreading her legs wide, pushing her fingers deeply inside both of her yearning orifices. Suddenly without warning, her body tenses, her pussy tightens inexorably around her fingers as she explodes from the inside out. Wave after wave of electric pleasure pulses through her body. She pushes her fingers, almost to the point of choking, to the back of her throat, matching her body's convulsions. She imagines him cumming in her mouth, thinking about what it was like to swallow it down and the excitement it brought her to bring a man to that point. Slowly, the convulsions turn into tremors, and then into shakes. Her fingers slow, relax and drop away from now swollen mouth and lips. She sits there at the edge of the tub, letting the warm steam embrace her and comfort her shaking body. With a deep sigh and a little smile, she reflects on her happy mood, her fond memories. The once still waters of her sex drive were now happy waves, lapping at the shores of her inner consciousness. Before going to bed she adds a little note to her calendar at the top of her To Do list for the next day: "Call Jordan". And she sleeps better that night, better than she has in a long, long time. Still Waters Run Deep The pool party was building towards its crescendo. Five middle age couples, all good friends, gathered at the home of Will and Thelma on a regular basis for these gatherings. The large home was on the outskirts of town and the pool was discreetly protected from view. The parties had been gathering steam for almost three years. They began as house parties alternating between the homes of different couples. Gradually the numbers attending decreased as the sessions became more intimate. Suggestive talk and actions, adult games and porno video clips became the norm. During the warmer weather, Thelma and Will became regular hosts because of their beautiful outdoor pool. At a certain point in the evening, after the consumption of more than enough alcohol, the craziness would begin. Neil and Thelma, two of the more outgoing participants, started the ball rolling on this particular evening. The two of them were in the pool, splashing and chasing each other, when Neil pulled Thelma's bra off and threw it out on the pool deck. It was not the first time he had done it. Thelma never really put up much resistance and quite enjoyed the attention. This was the tipping point for the rest of the group. The combination of alcohol and a few hours of suggestive talk and flirtation was enough to encourage the rest to either jump in or be pushed. The squeals of laughter were soon followed by a storm of swimsuits flying out of the pool. It was an unwritten rule that one could only remove an article from one who was not your mate. Despite the suggestive actions of eight or ten naked persons thrashing around in the water, group sex activity had not yet evolved, at least not at the parties. But it seemed as if it was only a matter of time before it would start. There were two of the group however, who never joined in with the pool craziness. Thelma's husband Will, the owner of the home, and Neil's wife Susan, were considered the "quiet ones", the "wall flowers" of those who attended regularly. And while they seldom participated in party hijinks, they did accept that their spouses loved to play on the edge, and both of them seemed relaxed with that reality. They were behind the bar located at one end of the pool on this particular evening. They chatted easily, every once in a while shaking their heads at the antics in the pool. They were the unofficial waiters and bartenders for most parties. Will was a successful businessman, reasonably wealthy, tall and strong of body and mind. He was the type of guy that people sought out for advice, whether of a financial or personal sort. He was reserved by nature, but enjoyed being around others who were more outgoing. He drank enough that it did not bother him to be around drunks. Susan was a "jolly grandmother" type, despite being a few years south of fifty. Like Will, she was not demonstrative and just liked to be the one that helped out others. She was short with a thick body and very large breasts. Her body shape was one of the reasons that she did not join in the poolside fun. She was not comfortable wearing a bathing suit in public. Will and Susan had become quite close over the past year, and both looked forward to these parties as it provided an opportunity to spend time with each other. They were growing more intimate as time passed and kissed and touched when they could steal moments alone. The desire for each other remained largely unspoken, but their eyes and body language revealed their inner thoughts. It had become strangely silent in the pool. Horseplay was replaced by thoughts of sex by people not quite certain how to deal with it in a group. When one found oneself standing within inches of a naked and semi-aroused other person, the first reaction was to just stare and try to sense whether he or she was considering the same thoughts as were you. Couples began to form. Nipples rubbed and touched chests and arms. Hands hidden from view found and caressed bare cocks and pussies. The more daring kissed in full view of others, while giving and receiving pleasure below water. Neil and Thelma were sitting side by side on the entry steps into the pool, water just about their waists. They were not touching, just looking as they chatted. "Have you thought about last week?" said Thelma. "I have thought of nothing else. I am sorry for how it happened," murmured Neil. "Why, did you not want to do it? Seemed to me like you did." "Oh yes, yes, I have wanted to put my cock in you for months. It was not that. It was the fact I got off so fast, and after it was over, I was upset thinking about Will. He's such a neat guy and there am I 'porking' his wife." Thelma spread her legs. Neil looked down to see her pussy spread wide open just below the surface of the water. "Are you sure you wouldn't want to pork his wife again?" said Thelma. Will and Susan could feel the sexual tension emanating from the pool. Susan pushed her hip against Will. Will turned towards her and rubbed his hard cock against her. Susan moved to face him, using his body as a shield from the others. To an onlooker they appeared to be chatting normally but their minds were elsewhere. Susan was wearing a skirt and low-cut blouse, her large breasts prominently on display. Will's eyes drifted down to them and then back up to meet hers, running his tongue around his lips suggestively. Susan reached ahead and rubbed his cock, which was forming up along the inside of his crotch. "Does anyone else but me know how hot you are? You stand there like a school teacher looking cool and collected as you rub my cock," he grinned. Susan rubbed the flat of her hand along the bottom of his cock now jammed up along his belly. "Oh not many," she said, appearing intent on their conversation for the benefit of others who might glance over at them. "My hubby knows how hot I am, and the way he is playing with your wife right now means he will be testing those waters tonight in bed." Will's eyes were slits as he tried to remain calm despite the pleasure that Susan was dispensing. He caressed her breast and said, "One day you must let me take them out and make love to them." Susan's face flushed at his touch. "I would love that, you know I would, I wish we could go to bed." She clenched his cock tightly. "We should get more supplies," said Will, "we seem to be low on mixes and ice." They drifted off into the house. Once inside Will pulled Susan into a spare room, closed the door and pushed her up against the wall. "What do you think you are doing?" Susan was coquettish in her question, her eyes daring him to do more. Her lips parted for his tongue when he pulled in tight against her. He forced his knee in between her legs and ran his hands up her sides to the swell of her breasts. "Not as much as I want to do," groaned Will, "we don't have time, we never do, why won't you meet me alone some time?" He dropped his hands to the hem of her skirt and pulled it up to her hips. He slipped one hand between them and down to her pussy. She was not wearing panties. "You witch," he said between clenched teeth, "if the others could see you now." "You know why," she panted, "you will have to be happy with what you get from me now. Oh Will!" His fingers parted the hairs of her bush and worked in between her legs. She quickly undid his belt and top button on his shorts, unzipped him and pulled his hard cock out of his briefs. "I think that I had better settle you down, we don't have much time." He moved his hips back to give her room, bracing his hands each side of her head as she gave him a two-handed whacking. "God Susan, let me put it in between your legs. Just let me slide it along your slit." She groaned, "Oh no, that's too much, you won't stop will you, you will want in me." She pushed his cock down and spread to allow it between her legs. She slowly moved her hips back and forth, sliding her swollen pussy lips along the top of his cock. They kissed with passion, her big tits grinding his chest, their bodies glued as if trying to absorb the other. Just as she was pushing herself to her toes, and he was starting to crouch down to get his knob in her entry hole, they heard somebody enter the kitchen. They withdrew from each other reluctantly, helping the other to straighten up. "That was close, things are getting dangerous between us," she smiled. He was serious as he said, "Find a way for you and Neil to stay on after the other's leave tonight." She responded simply, "Yes, okay." Will had no idea what would happen then, but it was a first step. He was desperate to fuck her and knew that she wanted him as well. These bold moves this night had been prompted by the actions of his wife Thelma. She was always pumped up and horny after each party. However, following the previous party she had been subdued, just laying there as Will teased and kissed her. He sensed some tension in her and paused in his foreplay to ask if something was wrong. She turned her head to face him and said, "I let Neil fuck me tonight at the party," and looked away. Will propped himself up on an elbow, pulling her face towards him and said, "It must have been fast, I saw you most of the night. Did he force the issue?" "It was unplanned, and very quick, we met by accident in a bedroom. I was coming out of the bathroom as he entered. As a joke I asked him if he needed any help. He said yes and pulled me into the bathroom and suggested I take his cock out. It was a dare, and you know how I react to dares. I was still not serious as I took it out, and held on to it. His eyes went kind of wild and we both just lost it. The feel of his hard hot bone in my hand blurred my mind to what was happening. He started fucking my hand and feeling my pussy. He lifted me up on the sink counter and pulled my panties off. He didn't force me, I helped get them off and spread when he pushed his cock at me. It did not last long; he just got in me and was off in seconds. I didn't even get going. Sorry baby, but it just happened." Will had remained calm, as his wife had revealed her quick affair. He was more surprised than shocked. He had never really believed that she would stray despite her outrageous behavior at parties. He leaned in and kissed her, pushed her legs apart and mounted her. As his cock parted her pussy lips and forced its way up her still tight pussy he whispered in her ear, "My first wet deck. That really turns me on." He fucked her hard that night, as if punishing her for playing around with another man. But after it was over, he pulled her close and told her of his love for her. They both felt a new sense of freedom, as if released from bonds set by some unknown controller. The others did not seem to notice Will and Susan return to the bar carrying mixes and ice. Most were out of the pool, some in the open deck shower or standing around laughing and toweling. Some had dressed in their regular clothes, but there were a few bare tits and cocks still swinging around. Will and Susan carried hot rum cocktails out to the group. Thelma and Neil were sitting on the edge of the pool, chatting and laughing as Thelma tucked her tits into the bikini bra. Neil was still nude and still hard. One of the ladies was daring Thelma to grab it. "If you won't I will," she laughed, threatening to swim towards them. With one tit still not back in her bra, Thelma reached over and put her hand around Neil's cock. He yelled out, "Jesus Thelma, Susan might catch you." There was a scream of laughter as everyone looked over to Susan, standing demurely behind the bar. Susan grinned and murmured to Will, "Looks like I am going to get some action tonight. He's such a bastard, but I don't mind it. The story of my life, he gets all charged up chasing other women, but so far at least, he saves it for me." Will was not even tempted to tell her what her hubby had done with his wife but said, "What would you do if you found out that he did hump another woman?" Susan looked directly into his eyes and said, "Well then, in that case, you would surely get lucky." They had been playing and teasing each other at parties for some time, but their near miss just a few minutes previous was the closest they had come to fucking. What had been a relaxed way of enjoying each other had taken on a new meaning, and they were filled with the anticipation of what might happen soon. Thelma and Neil were also experiencing that sense of anticipation. Despite vying with each other to be the most outrageous, the groping and suggestive chat had increased the desire for each other. The quickie they had shared had only added to the need. Thelma had not told Neil about her confession to Will. But as a result of Will's reaction, she had become even more provocative. Still holding his cock she mouthed the words, 'I want you'. Thelma and a few of the other women had talked secretly about group sex. Some of the men thought about it, but of course did not discuss it. The partygoers had broken new ground this night, with almost everyone naked and pairing off in the pool. Only the 'wallflowers' Will and Susan had not become involved. The sexual tension that evening was very high. Susan managed the situation quite well, and within an hour after the excitement in the pool was over, the four of them were alone in the house, tired but relaxed. Thelma and Neil had no idea that they were being set-up in any way by their mates. Will played some slow dance music and pulled Susan up for a dance. Their bodies were glued together, Susan's head on Will's shoulder, with one tit under his arm and the other pressing and rubbing on his chest. Her hips were thrust forward, seeking and finding his stiff cock. They entered their own little world as they had often done alone at parties, but this time in the presence of their mates. Thelma and Neil sat frozen as they watched their normally reserved partners dancing in such an obvious erotic manner. After a few minutes, Thelma moved more closely to Neil and they kissed. She whispered, "I think our mates are telling us something." She raised one leg over Neil's lap and climbed part way on top of him for a long tongue-swapping kiss. Neil's hand found its way up the back of her exposed leg and caressed her ass cheek. Will guided Susan towards the back door, his arm around her waist and said, "Susan wants to have a swim with me, be back in a while." He deliberately slipped one hand up the back of her skirt and fondled her bare ass as they left the room. Neil looked up from his embrace with Thelma and said to her, "Susan doesn't like to swim, and she didn't bring a swim suit." Thelma pulled his head back down and said, "Don't worry, Will's a great swimmer and I am sure they will solve the swim suit problem. C'mon baby, this is our chance, we have a green light don't you see?" "Ah God, guess you are right," replied Neil, "Now I can finally taste your nipple." He pulled one tit out of her top and fastened his lips around the nipple. Will slowly undressed Susan at the edge of the pool. She stood there quietly, the only indication of desire showing in her eyes. She had dreamed of this time for months. The thought of Will freeing her breasts had haunted her as his fingers fumbled with the front hooks. She watched his eyes as he pulled the cups apart and her big tits tumbled out. "Ah Jesus Susan, they are even more beautiful than I dreamed," he groaned as he lifted one tit up and lowered his face. Small button nipples centered her large brown aureoles. He nuzzled and licked her big tits, before taking a nipple into his mouth to suck. He stepped back and loosened the belt on her skirt and dropped it to the deck. His eyes found hers as he held her bare pussy in his hand. "Ah God, I'm going to eat you and fuck you at last." They kissed with wild passion. She was wet and slippery. He pushed two fingers up her pussy, and clutched hard with the heel of his hand against her mound. "I can't swim very well," she whispered, as he stripped down. "No worries, nobody is going to swim," he smiled as he drank in the beauty of her full naked body. He eased her down into the shallow end of the pool. Their bodies came together in the cool water, her big tits floating, the nipples just breaking the surface. His cock slipped easily in between her legs as if drawn by a magnet. They stood there, desperately touching and feeling the other, rubbing their bodies together. Meanwhile Thelma and Neil were becoming more relaxed with the situation as well. Neither of them had ever thought that a night such as this would come their way. The months of outrageous play had been just that, fucking had only been a fantasy. After struggling awkwardly on the sofa to undress each other Thelma finally said, "What are we doing? We have four bedrooms in this house, let's do this in comfort." She led him by the hand to the Master Bedroom. She smiled to herself thinking it payback to fuck another man in Will's bed. She realized that she was a little shaken, having truly believed that Will would never desire another woman. Before stripping down they peered out the bedroom window overlooking the backyard. Will had lifted Susan up to sit on the edge of the pool and was standing between her legs with his face nestled between her big tits. One hand was obviously busy in her pussy as he moved from one tit to the other. Susan was settled back on extended arms, her head thrown back enjoying the sensations. "Goodness," said Thelma, "she has big tits. I guess that I never really noticed before. Will loves big tits." Neil was still uncertain about seeing his wife in the arms of another man. Thelma realized this, kissed him and said, "C'mon baby, let's do what we have always wanted to do. This is all for pleasure, that's all. I want to feel that big cock of yours in me. Just leave it in a little longer this time." The night was becoming a little chilly so Will and Susan climbed out of the pool, enjoyed a quick hot shower, before toweling each other and donning robes. They returned to the house, stopping to kiss and fondle every few steps. Both preferred this measured approach, allowing the anticipation to feed their desire. The door to the master bedroom was wide open. Will guided Susan to the doorway to watch her husband fucking his wife. The two of them were in another world, Thelma's legs locked around Neil's back, and his big hips raising and thrusting as his cock swooped in and out of her cunt. Will and Susan kissed in the doorway, tongues lashing. Will whispered, "You okay with that Sue?" "Yes, I just want some of it from you," her eyes heavy with desire. They opened each other's robe as Will turned her back to the doorframe, lifted her leg in his arm, and slipped his cock easily into her. "Just a little right here baby, I want to finish that first stroke we almost had." Susan cried out softly as she felt Will's thick knob push aside her pussy lips and work relentlessly through the silky folds of her pussy until she could feel his pubic bone jammed up against hers. Somewhere in the back of her mind she heard the grunts and sounds of her husband slapping bellies with Thelma. They fucked a while in the doorway, before heading for another bedroom. As they moved away, they could hear the sounds of their mates getting off. "Fuck me, fuck me, don't stop," from Thelma; her usual orgasmic shout. Will sat on the edge of the bed and said, "One more request my sweet, can you guess what it is?" His eyes were fastened on her big tits. Susan smiled and knelt between his legs, she closed her tits around his cock and with her eyes fastened on his, pressed them tight as he slid his cock up and down between them. The look in his eyes increased Susan's own heat and the need to feel him in her. She stood and pushed him back on the bed, slowly crawling over him, her knees each side of his hips and then lowered down on his stiff cock. She lay down on him squashing her tits on his chest and began fucking him fiercely, her ass bouncing as she rammed it in her again and again. Still Waters Run Deep Will felt her cheeks begin to clench and said, "Easy baby, take a breath, we have all night." Susan slowed down and lifted up, her chest heaving and tits swinging, until she was upright over him. She looked down at him, "Guess I was looking forward to that," she grinned. She leaned over him, bracing herself with her hands on his shoulders, and ground away slowly, turning and twisting her hips as she continued to stroke him. Will lifted her butt up enough to give him the room to move, "Hold it baby, and let me fuck you." She did as asked, closed her eyes and felt him bouncing his ass off the bed as he repeatedly drove his cock up inside of her. They were both soon at the edge and shortly after Will flipped her to her back and mounted her, the sexual tension of months of erotic play was ended with a body jerking release. They lay entwined in each other's arms, sweaty and sticky, hearts pounding, still joined at the hip as the sweet relaxation coursed through their bodies. As Will finally rolled off of Susan, a sound caught their attention. Standing in the doorway, their mates stood naked, arms around each other. Thelma smiled gently at them, "Anyone for a swim?" End of Story