0 comments/ 18599 views/ 1 favorites Shayna's World Ch. 01 By: BrettJ The relationship started out as a series of odd coincidences, fortuitous meetings and just plain dumb luck. Shayna and her husband had come to a parting of the ways. The years together had been fine - they liked each other, loved each other somewhat - but the weariness of time had set in. The fire was gone. Sometimes, weeks would go by without her having a hard cock filling her hungry cunt, or a gentle tongue caressing her flesh. She considered taking a lover, but was very proud of the fact that she had never cheated on her husband or any of her previous boyfriends. She'd had her share, although far from promiscuous, when Shayna discovered her sexuality, she wasn't afraid to use it. The sex with her husband had never been great, good at best. Lousy many times. He wasn't a man of passion, he was a man of need. They made love or had sex when he wanted it, but never when Shayna wanted it. She had the sex drive of a wild woman. There was a little whore, a wild slut, hidden deep within her sexuality. She wanted to be made love to, caressed, fondled, licked, devoured. She wanted to be fucked, pounded, wildly, abandoning all reason for the passion of the moment. Shayna wanted to be the woman she was before settling into this drab marriage. But Ted, kind as he was in most ways, wasn't capable of that. His way was perfunctory pecks on the cheek. Just once, Shayna wanted to hear him yell out "Fuck me Shayna, fuck me like the whore you are!" or something like it. She knew she never would though. So, she and Ted parted amicably, divorced and moved on with their lives. Shortly after, he married his nurse, Karen and Shayna was sure he settled back into a life of domestic blah-ness. It was her best friend, Marcya (her parents wanted to give her an unusual name, one which Marcya hated, so Shayna called her Marcie!) who inspired Shayna's change of life and lead her on the path to happiness. Drinking coffee in Marcie's kitchen, she told Shayna to go out and buy some sexy underwear. "Honey, even if you're not getting any, you'll want to get some - and who knows what will happen then?" Shayna blushed and Marcie continued on. "After I broke up with Bill, I went to the stores to get some new stuff! I ended up meeting this cute saleswoman and having lunch with her. Her name was Mandy, it really suited her!" Shayna listened to her friend with rapt attention. "She was this cute little pixie hon, all peaches and cream, a real strawberry blonde!" Marcie's eyes seemed to glaze over as she recalled the story to her friend. "Shay, she asked me over to her place for dinner with her and her husband. I wouldn't think she was old enough to be married, but she turned out to be nearly 30!" Marcie continued on. "I dressed up, my cutest little slinky mini, the black heels you gave me last Christmas, a tight little thong and hoped that I'd feel sexy. God, was that the right choice to make!" "When I got to her house, she had on this powder-blue halter and -- well, kind of shorts, kind of panties - nearly see-thru. She let me in and hugged me, took me into the kitchen and introduced me to Marcus, her husband." Shayna was enjoying the story and let Marcie continue. "I didn't smell anything cooking, so I asked Mandy what was for dinner! She just gave me this cute smile, said YOU and she and Marcus picked me up, put me on the table and undressed me!" "Migod Shay, those two horny sex fiends made me cum, over and over. I had my first taste of pussy from Mandy, she rode my face. I ate her for all I was worth while Marcus fucked my cunny with his big cock. The little bitch was amazing. After he made me cum while fucking me doggie style, they turned me over. She ate me out and licked all of her husband's cum out of my pussy while he fucked her! His cock still hadn't gone soft!" "Then, it was time for the both of us to use his dick. I got on his face and rode that, she screwed him from behind. She and I kissed and played with each other's tits and rode the bastard for all he was worth! Mandy and I switched places and I had him in me again, all hard and throbbing! I must have cum at least 5 times. He must have been 10 inches, and I am still aching. But hon, was it worth it!" Shayna was moist after hearing her friend's story. It had startled her as well, to know she'd had a bi-sexual experience, but she moved ahead. "So, you think I should get some lacy & naughty new things, huh?" "Oh, most definitely!" Shaya took Marcie's advice, happily. She had lots of her own money, and she needed relief from the stress of her job. She went to the Victoria's Secret outlet and bought thongs, teddies, negligees, stockings, garters. She didn't see Mandy, but wondered what she would have done if she had. As she was heading to the cashier to make her purchases, she noticed a striking looking man having an argument with the sales clerk. As they passed, their eyes made contact. His flashing green - no brown - no green - eyes made contact with her blue eyes and she found herself tingling a bit. Not giving it another thought, the salesgirl rang up her purchases and she headed back to Marcie's. Marcie applauded Shayna's "wildness" and then sprung her surprise on her stunned friend. "I've set you up with a blind dinner date - on me - at La Escargot. He's picking you up at 8, he's a entrepreneur, you don't get to say no, so get your butt in gear and get home to change!" Shayna was going to protest, but thought it over on the drive home. Why the hell not? She'd been single for 6 months, she hadn't had any fun in nearly a year. No sex, certainly. So why not enjoy a nice meal with an interesting man? Marcie knew her well enough, and Marcie's taste in men - although Marcie was an admitted cock-hound - was pretty good. So, Shayna went home and changed. She put on the black / silver dress she favoured - hell, why not look killer? Give the guy something to talk about, at least give him a memorable night. The doorbell rang - promptly at 8 - Shayna opened the door and her trip into the realms of the unusual began. Standing there was the man from the Lingerie store, with the sexy eyes. He handed her a small bouquet of Carnations and smiled. It sent another rush throughout her entire frame. "I'm Brad, some call me BJ," he said, smiling at Shaya. He took her hand and it was if an electric shock passed through both of them. The look on his face told Shayna he'd felt it too - he looked stunned, but in a pleasant way. "Can you excuse me for 5 minutes?," she asked, as he nodded. She rushed upstairs to change - some of that new naughty lingerie was going on underneath her dress. Shaya knew that this evening was going to be memorable! And she was going to be exhausted at the end of it. God, so was he, she promised! Shayna's World Ch. 02 From the moment she took his hand, Shayna felt the electricity. Like walking across a rug and touching something. A vooom, a kapow!! the spark of immediate attraction. Brad was a man she wanted to know much better. Dinner was magnificent - Shayna supposed. To tell the truth, she could barely remember the meal - she was so lost in this man. And he in her, it seemed. She didn't remember much of the conversation in the car on the way there either, all she knew is she was going to break the rule she'd had in her dating days -- she was going to fuck this man on the first date. To every little nuance and comment Shayna made, BJ listened. If he replied, it was with intelligence and wit. But he seemed content to listen to her, to genuinely value her words. When Brad made a comment, it was on something she'd been talking about, he didn't talk just for the sake of hearing his own voice. He looked at her with lust - no question about it, his mind was undressing her - but it was caressing her as well, sharing her passion and intellect. Brad was into Shayna and she could tell. It made her body ache with desire even more, that he treated her as a person. She was glad she'd worn something sexy, she didn't want him to see her as just a "Professional" woman looking for companionship. Shayna also wanted Brad to see her as a very hot, sexual woman. Shayna vaguely remembered sharing food, feeding each other like people do in the movies. Yet, there was no nervousness with this man. They knew each other's hearts, immediately. It was like they'd known each other all their lives, she knew when she tempted him with her body, he would offer her no resistance. Brad noticed Shayna's subtleties as well. He liked the "Organza" - which she wore lightly, with subtlety, not overwhelming him. The dress was - was hugging her frame a proper word? There was no doubt he craved, wanted, desired the woman underneath - but he could sense her trepidation. She wasn't a tramp or slut, the type to drop her panties and let him into her pussy easily. Yet, he could also sense her warmth towards him with every passing second. They were going to make love tonight, he knew it -- and they were going to fuck too! For her own part, Shayna was torn between playing it cool and ripping his clothes - and her own - off and fucking the hell out of him right in the middle of the restaurant. Or indulging the naughty fantasy and sneaking under the table, taking his big cock --- somehow the horny woman knew he was hung well -- and giving him one nasty, lip-smacking blow job! Shayna played it coy - a smidge - and "brushed" her fingers against his lap. Oh my! Responsive, to be sure. She had also been correct in her assessment of his manhood. He returned her coy gesture with one of his own, brushing a stray lock of hair from her cheek. Brad had the most gentle hands of any man who had ever touched her - she wanted to feel them all over her, rules be damned. She leaned forward and pressed her lips to his, firm but gentle, softly promising more with a flick of her tongue. Her blue eyes sparkled as his eyes darkened to an intense brown. The only words Shayna vaguely remembered were "Cheque Please" and "We're Home". His eyes had drawn her into his spell. Once inside her home, all pretence of subtlety went out the window. Shayna tore the expensive shirt off his chest and pressed her lips to Brad's. This kiss was fierce, urgent, wanting - returned by Brad in full measure. Her knees weakened as she felt her pussy tingle with long abandoned lusts, her nipples ached for his touch. She felt the thong cling to her wet cunt, a cunt she ached to have filled by this man's huge, fucking cock! Brad let Shayna play her game of seduction, watching as she dropped her dress in a puddle - laughing as she neatly picked it up and draped it over a waiting chair. He chuckled to himself, the little touch of neatness appealed to him. Brad's own body ached for her, loving the teddy she wore, the stockings and "Fuck Me" stilettos he somehow knew had been worn for his lusty benefit. "You are truly gorgeous!" he said to her, amused that she blushed when he said it. With a savage growl, he pulled her to him. "Godddd," he murmured as their tongues met. Knowing they wouldn't even make it to the bedroom, the two new lovers fell into an erotic tumble on the couch, Shayna on top of her new lover, her breathing growing heavy as the pawed each other like rutting animals in heat. Brad wasn't rushing things, despite his lust for the beautiful blonde. He reached up and caressed Shayna's nipples, her round yet soft breasts, bouncing them playfully. From her encouraging moans, he went on his erotic explorations. Brad pulled the bottom of the teddy aside, inhaling her feminine scent. He began to lick her neatly-trimmed pussy, knowing full well that this evening had only begun. He licked and swirled his tongue around her wet cunt, tugging at the engorged clitoris with his soft lips and hearing her moan. "Do more Brad, please lover, this is wonderful!" Shayna squealed in delight. From the instant his tongue began to devour her, Shayna knew that Brad was the man for her. He wasn't perhaps the most adept lover she'd had - but he was certainly the most ardent. He seemed to suit her tastes, he seemed to touch where she wanted to be touched. His tongue licked and lapped, feverishly, eating her like a man possessed. Each swipe of his tongue gathered more of her pussy juices and he devoured them like a man dying of thirst drinking from an oasis. She moaned and purred, "Keep it up lover!" she yelled out. She moaned and writhed under his tongue, raking her nails into his back as he ate her pussy. Shayna ached to taste his manhood, to devour his cock, to feel it pound inside her - yet she didn't want these feelings, this lascivious pleasure, to end just yet. She arched her body to his exploring tongue, his fingers manipulating her clit and causing her to jump and moan more. Sex on a first date wasn't something she'd done before, but the urges to fuck his brains out were overwhelming. Enough was enough. Shayna knew, instinctively, that this wild man would appreciate the wanton woman she could be. She pushed him away, and with a grin promising untold delights, she made room for Brad on her couch. Wickedly, she unzipped his pants - with her teeth, silly perhaps, but it was time for Shayna to play with her newfound man. She ran her hands into his trousers and felt his body, tense, hot - waiting - for her. She did not intend to disappoint. Brad was going to get the best fucking she'd ever given. She grabbed his cock - she loved that word as she thought of him, his cock - and smiling with a knowing grin, she took him into her mouth. This had not been one of her favourite things with past loves - but with Brad, who had adored her so wildly - she knew that his cock was hers for the taking. She took full measure of his manhood and wanted it. Shayna licked at the meaty shaft - tentatively at first - then went for it, with a gusto she didn't know she possessed. Up and down - around and around - being noisy, telling him how good his cock tasted - feeling free to be the wild hot fuckslut she had always wanted to be - she gave herself freely over to her new man and her newfound sexuality. In a matter of a few hours, the old Shayna was gone - and she liked the new Shayna who'd taken her place! Pumping her hands up and down his hard shaft, slurping and sucking, she wanted him to cum - yet she didn't. With inspiration, she straddled him and just said quietly "69?" She could feel Brad nod in assent and then all she felt was pleasure as his tongue invaded her cunt. Every perversion she'd ever wanted to enjoy was hers now, this man seemed to adore her and all was fine. She could be wild, free, unfettered and he'd still care, she knew that instinctively. Nothing was taboo with Brad, she loved that feeling! They both worked magic on each other's hungry bodies, squirming and writhing in newfound passion. When neither could hold back, both exploded, uncaring if they were heard, uncaring that this may be wrong, just living in the moment. She licked his cock clean and wanted more. There was only a little smidgen of cum left on the head, she licked it off with a lusty giggle. Shayna took him by the hand - both of jelly legs, she led him to the bedroom. At the doorway, they kissed - her blue eyes looking at him, seeing not lust, but love - reflected back at her. "Wow!" was all he said. "Wow!" Shayna nodded back in agreement. Brad sat on her bed and looked at her, not believing his fortune. She lit some candles and joined him on the bed, pushing him down on his back. "You're mine!," she said to Brad and he nodded. She slipped off the teddy and felt his gentle, strong hands on her body. She pulled his pants off and threw them in a pile on the floor. His hands were all over her, re-igniting her passion. Little by little, she felt her pussy get wet again. Shayna wasn't going to wait, no way in hell. The time for teasing was over. "FUCK ME!," Shayna yelled, as she straddled her lover's rock-hard cock. He arched upwards and thrust deep inside his Shayna's body, she met him with practised response. Her pussy muscles engulfed him and years of vent-up passions were unleashed. He fucked, she fucked back, matching him stroke for stroke, move for move. The bedsprings moaned in protest, but neither partner was asking for surrender. She bounced up and down on her lover's manhood, taking every inch he gave her and wanting more. His hands manipulated her breasts as she fucked him / he fucked her. All Brad could think about was how intense this was, how he wanted more of this woman and what he could do to get it. Grunting, panting, moaning, screaming, the newfound lovers exploded in climax again. They clung to each other and as they cooled down, both knew their lives had changed. There was a connection they'd never had with another partner. What Shayna wanted to know was - was this change going to last? Shayna's World Ch. 03 Part 3 The Erotic Apology Shayna figured out how she would make it up to her lover for her little "indiscretion". She had felt guilty about it for over a week. She was enjoying the time with Brad, she loved each and every minute they spent together. But when Paul Brant, a doctor she admired very much, asked her out to dinner, she went -- eagerly. It was a dinner of fine dining and stimulating conversation. He wasn't a man of humor and wit, like Brad. His intellect was stimulating. He challenged her and she liked that. So when Paul asked her to his place for a drink, Shayna didn't want the evening to end. They enjoyed a few glasses of Merlot. When he asked if he could kiss her, Shayna said yes. "You're a stunning woman Shayna!" Paul said after kissing her lips softly. "Every time I see you walk by, I imagine how you'd look in my bed, wild and passionate." "Do you now?" Shayna said, high heel dangling on the tip of one foot. Paul nodded. "I guess you will just have to see tonight then Paul, won't you?" Shayna said as she led him into the bedroom. His bedroom held no surprises for her. It was just as she had imagined, neat and well-appointed. Everything in its place, just like Paul. What did surprise her was Paul's lean, well-muscled body. He obviously practiced what he preached and took good care of himself. As he took her in his arms and undressed her, she was quite enjoying his touches and caresses. He made love to her elegantly, kissing her softly. He ran his fingers through her hair, kissed the nape of her neck. He tasted each bud of her breasts delicately, his hands thrilling and adept, like the surgeon he was. He played her skin magnificently, she had an orgasm before he even put his cock into her pussy. He moved with her, she took every inch of him inside and wanted more. The sex was unrushed, pleasant and sensual. It was wonderful. She wanted more. But the more she wanted it, the guiltier Shayna felt. ****************************************** Shayna was having lunch with one of her friends, Brandi, at a local Italian eatery. The decor was authentic, the food wonderful and she was enjoying the company. She and Brandi were like sister's, although in many ways her friend was her polar opposite. Both girls were unabashed sensualists. They even reveled in the delights of food, Brandi adoring the Gelato she was consuming. Both were of the same height and temperament, both educated and sexy. Both were blondes, although at the moment, Brandi was wearing her long hair auburn, "just for a change" she'd said to the stunned Shayna. She had to admit though, it suited her friend quite nicely. They even had the same way of sitting, legs swinging seductively, heels balanced precariously on their feet. Men would stare at the women as they walked, both were attired sexily. It was their little thing, since they'd been teens, they'd always dressed sexy when meeting up. "To drive the men fucking nuts!," Brandi had said with a laugh. They usually did just that, some men were just so obvious, Shayna thought with a laugh. Her friend was in her "Classy / Trash" mode. She wore a short leather miniskirt with stockings - you could just see the top of the hosiery - and high, stiletto heels. The blouse was a shiny silk, grey and hugged her body close. A hint of lace bra, white, was evident, but it hugged Brandi's form so closely, you could see her hard nipples. Shayna wasn't embarrassed, they'd slept at each other's homes many times and seen each other naked. She knew her friend was gorgeous, their figures were similar and they could even swap clothes. They still had an occasional "Girl's Night" although they tended to get giggly if the wine was flowing. Shayna was dressed in her classier sexy look. She had on a pantsuit, in a grey pinstripe. But it wasn't dowdy, far from it. The heels were black and high. She had on a black bustier underneath that a portion of was visible. Her panties were nearly non-existent, a thong that rubbed against her and kept her arousal high. The men around them were watching them with intense interest, as the two women leaned close and shared secrets. Some of them probably wondered if Brandi and Shayna were lovers, they looked so intimate. It was a shock to Brandi when Shayna asked her favor. It shocked her, scandalized her and made her question her friend's motives. But she intended to do it anyway. ********************************************* Brad didn't understand Shayna's odd request. "Be home, relax, don't go anywhere, but I won't be over?" It made no sense to him in the least. Shayna was right about one thing, he needed some down time. He pulled off his tie and his jacket, sat down on the comfy couch and opened a cold drink. He was going to relax - not that he didn't love being with his new playmate / lover, they re-invigorated each other - but he wanted to just relax and rest. He wanted to just sit there and be a couch potato, to watch TV and turn off his brain. He wasn't going to. Brad had barely poured himself a beer when there was a ring of the doorbell. Moving from his comfortable position on the couch, he answered the door, looking through the peephole to see who was there. Standing at the door was a woman he figured had to be at the wrong address. She was stunning, alluring - if Shayna had not been his lover, he would have fucked this woman every which way he could and back again. "M-may I help you?" he asked the stunning brunette. "Oh, I think we can help each other!" she said in a voice that was a whisper above a throaty purr. "I beg your pardon?" Brett intoned, thinking this had to be some kind of weird joke. "You are Brad, right?" He nodded. "I'm Brandi, Shayna's friend. She told me that when I was in the neighborhood, I should come over and introduce myself. She wants us to be friendly!" The way she said `friendly' made him slightly uncomfortable, but he knew he could trust Shayna. Looking at the sultry brunette in the mini and heels, every part of Brad wanted to be friendly, but he kept his cool and invited her in for a drink. He figured she'd have wine, but she joined him in a cool beer. His head was spinning, his loins ached every time she moved. Her cat-green eyes drew him in and despite his love for Shayna, he was more tempted than he'd ever been. They talked, but he found it hard to concentrate. Brandi was so much like Shayna and the ways she was not were equally alluring. She'd reach out and touch him every so often and he felt his pulse race, and his cock would pound. "Am I making you nervous darling?" Brandi purred. "I think I am. I will have to do something about that!" She leaned forward and kissed him, hard, with force and a tongue that was magic in it's skill. At first he leaned into the kiss, but Brad quickly remembered his relationship with Shayna and pulled away. "I am sorry, but I care very much for Shayna and I can't do this Brandi. If I had met you first, maybe, but...." Brandi silenced him by putting a finger to his lips. "You don't get it, do you darling?" He shook his head. "Baby, Shayna wants us to fuck - she told me to give her a full report tomorrow. I told you, she wants us to be close. Why do you think she told you not to go out tonight?" Brett's head was awhirl with thoughts. He and Shayna were growing closer day by day, but he knew their was not a formal commitment. Still, he was not going to ruin it. Still, he wanted so desperately to lick, devour, sate his lusts and fuck this wanton creature beside him. Lust overcame reason and he resumed the kiss with Brandi. Her tongue was a serpent, coiling with his and drawing him in. She leaned over and began to remove his shirt, one button at a time, while intermittently unbuttoning her own silk blouse and letting him see the delights underneath. Brandi's skin under the bra bore small tan lines, but you could see that she'd tanned nude on occasions. Her breasts were rounded perfection and as he took one in his hands, he leaned and kissed the nipples gently. "Bite me!", Brandi hissed through clenched teeth. "I like it a little nasty!" "Okayyyyy," he thought to himself and nipped her nipple gently, eliciting an intake of breath from his new playmate. She wiggled a bit and lay on top of him, raking her red nails against his skin. "Shayna says you like this too, we have that in common!" Shayna had been talking about him? It didn't bother him at all, it only bolstered his confidence to give Brandi the fuck of a lifetime. He licked her tanned skin, lips pressing together for steamy kisses, as she moved upwards, he kissed her breasts, tummy and as she straddled him, her pussy, shaven and wet with dew. Brad sucked and licked her cunt, hearing her scream and yell, "oohhhh, Brad, oh you crazy fucker, eat me, lick me, suck me, fucckkk, fuckkk, that's so fucking good!!!!" Brandi was a talker and it turned him on. She was a wildcat, writhing above him and it was taking major concentration to pleasure her, but he revelled in this new fucktoy. Brandi was insane with fucklust. If Shayna wanted to share, she'd be more than happy to fuck this man every chance she could get. His foreplay alone was making her cum, if he fucked as good as he ate pussy, she and Shayna might come to blows. Brandi worked her way down his body and reached for his hard cock. She worked it gently for a minute or two, then pounced on it. Like a high class whore, she sucked, gulped and devoured his man-flesh, loving every veiny, pulsating inch of it in her mouth, wishing she could have more. His cock was magnificent, she thrilled at how lucky Shayna was to be fucking Brad on a regular basis. In synch with his desires, Brandi straddled Brad and he smiled up at her. "Fuck me bitch!," he hissed through clenched teeth, and she complied, as he talked nasty to her. "Take my hard dick, you fucking slut!" he yelled as he slammed his cock deeply into her cunt. Brandi rode her new lover, pounding her cunt against him, groaning and yelling obscenities as they fucked. "Oh God, what a great fucking cock you've got! What a great, big, hard, fucking cock!" Brandi screamed out. Brandi's pussy muscles milked him, Brad thrust into her, fucking her deeper and harder, in and out, more and more, inciting wave after wave of fucklust into her being, her body moving against his, the springs of the couch yelling in protest. Brad moved with her, giving her one of the wildest fucks he'd ever given a woman. Migod, it was going to drive him nuts not to fuck her again, she was so MUCH like Shayna in so many ways and yet, her unbridled fuckiness was like a drug. As his cock pounded into her, her just lived for the moment. "You like it baby? You like that big cock in your slutty cunt?" Brandi just nodded and kept moving against him. Finally, they came. Brandi came first, screaming loudly as she did so. A few minutes later, as Brad was about to come, she swiftly took his cock into her mouth and gulped down his load, grinning lewdly as she did so, a little shine on her cocksucking lips. They snuggled together on the couch, had another beer, talked silently. This was a one-time thing, both knew - and both regretted that. It was a shame two people so good in bed couldn't have more than a one-nighter. Shayna's World Ch. 04 Shayna thought Brad would be furious, in a rage, ready to end their relationship. The fact that he wasn't truly puzzled Shayna. She sat, wrapped in his arms, sniffling slightly after her confession. She had thought he'd be angry, thought he would want to end things, but neither of those things happened. He just seemed to take it all simply in stride. Shayna was very happy that she had dressed for hot "make-up" sex in the hope that things could be worked out. It now seemed very likely that she'd be using the hot outfit. Under her favorite pin-stripe business suit, she wore a very hot bustier. It was satin, with lace at the top, black and tight. Her breasts were pushed high and accentuated, it pinched, but it was a delightful ache that made her lust after her man. Her man. The thought brought a brief smile to her lips as she turned back to Brad. "Shayna, hon, don't you know how special you are to me?," Brad asked her. She responded, with a sniffle and a nod. "We aren't exclusive hun, are we?" Shayna shook her head. "Do you want to be?" That particular question took Shayna by surprise. She had never felt a passion as strong as when she was with this man. She loved him, she was now sure of that. Her heart pumped faster every time she saw him and was pretty sure Brad felt the same way. Her answer came as a complete surprise to her. "No." Shayna looked at Brad with love. "I had a bad marriage. I was hurt. I love you very much and I think you feel the same way. But I want to play a bit - be naughty, have some fun! I need to be free and be a little trashy - I want, so very much, to be trashy with you most of the time love - but not all of it! I need to sort out who I am? Can you understand?" Brad leaned in and pulled Shayna's face to his, kissing her soft lips and staring intently into her sparkling eyes. "I love you very much! I will tell you that when we are in our 70's. I will always love you. You are my love, but yes, if you need to play, my angel, then play! Just remember, I might play too!" "Oh yeah?", she said, teasingly. "Yeah!" he responded. "Brandi was kinda cute!" She whacked him with a pillow, but a small part of her wished she could have been there to see him fuck her best friend. She was curious about what Brandi was like in bed and what new tricks to pleasure Brad she might have learned. Brad grabbed Shayna and pulled her to him, kissing her hard, with force, knowing she'd melt into the kiss. "So - naughty and trashy huh?" Shayna giggled. "Uh huh". "Want to show me?" "I was waiting for you to ask lover!" Shayna purred in a tone he'd never heard her use. Relaxed and her love affirmed, Shayna began to undress, moving her hips in a swaying motion as she did so. Her hair fell in a golden waterfall and she tossed it to the side, smiling lustily at this man - now her man - and leaned in, allowing him to smell the fragrance in her cleavage. She unbuttoned just one button and let Brad see the lacy top of her lingerie. She moved away and undid another button, then another and another. Shayna threw the jacket to the floor, the bustier now in full view. Brad let out a wolf-whistle and she just smiled back at him. She wiggled sexily, flirtily to a nearby chair and pulled off the pants of the outfit, bumping and grinding a little as she did so. The jet-black silk stockings she wore were accentuated by shiny silvery "fuck me" shoes Shayna had bought just for Brad's enjoyment. All Shayna wore over her soft, sweet pussy was a rhinestone-covered G-String. "You like?" she asked him. Brad was nearly out of his mind with desire for her, his Shayna looked so fuckable. He pulled her to him with a savage growl, but she pulled herself away and scampered into the bedroom. He followed, taking in the vision on the bed. Her eyes sparkled, as they usually did when they made love, but there was a fire he had not seen before. Shayna's shimmering blonde hair was strewn upon the pillows, her legs were spread invitingly as she stroked her pussy with one hand and beckoned him to join her. It was lewd and erotic at the same time and he wanted her. Brad crawled onto the bed, it made a creaking noise beneath their combined bodies. Shayna kissed him passionately on the lips and slid her tongue all over his mouth, heatedly. "Tonight baby, I want you to fuck me with all burners on, fuck me like a bitch in heat. I am yours now, so let your baby know you want to fuck the shit out of her!" Shayna hunched her pussy up at him and he pulled the G-String aside and licked her avidly, her juices spilling on to his tongue. He didn't need her cock-sucking abilities, marvelous as they were, Brad was so hot at her newly-wanton behavior. He'd never seen Shayna act this slutty, this succulent and fuckable before, and it lit a new fire in his gut. It was taking all his self-control to hold on and not cum already, she excited him that much. This was a new side to Shayna, the wild bitch her ex-husband had likely never seen. His tongue danced across her pussy and he ate her avidly. Shayna adored the woman Brad brought out in her, full of passion and life. Shayna knew, despite their deciding to keep their options open, that they now belonged together. He wasn't possessive, nor was she at this time, yet feeling him beside her felt right. His body and hers moved together perfectly and she squealed as his sucking tongue brought her to new heights. She pushed him away and looked at him, seriously. "FUCK ME - now!" was all she said. Brad had never seen Shayna this hot before and wasn't going to disappoint her. She turned away, wiggling her rump at her lover and he slid, hard and powerful, into her pussy from behind. Shayna screamed out, a little from pain, but most from the intense pleasure. Brad fucked her ferociously this time, fucking her cunt hard and strong. He was fueling her fires, she cried out "Make me your slut baby, screw me, fuck me hard and don't stop!" Brad did as he was told, fucking her like a demon, his cock harder than he could ever remember it being. He'd been with a few women, but no one, no one, ever fucked him with lust and love as his Shayna did. Her cunt was like a vise around his rod, but he continued to thrust into her body and she grunted in approval every time. "HARDER, dammit!" Shayna screamed out at him. He plunged deeper into her depths and she yelled out yet again. "FUCCCKKKK!!!" Shayna screamed. "So good, so full, so full of your cock!" Shayna was completely free with him now, she was uninhibited. She wasn't even slightly embarrassed at her lewd behavior, it excited her Brad and her in turn. Now she was sure that Brad loved her even more. She pumped her pussy and ass back at him, her pussy tightening and clenching around his hard, throbbing dick, dripping juices as they fucked. Shayna squealed, she screamed, she fucked him back. There was love in this sex, but it was more ferocious, more intense, than the 2 lovers had ever shared. She yelled, loud and strong, as she came, her man following minutes later. She stayed the night and for a few days after, knowing their future was secure, yet wondering what mysteries lay ahead. She didn't care, she snuggled in Brad's arms and fell fast asleep. Shayna's World Ch. 05 Shayna was in a great mood, humming as she checked a patient's chart. She didn't hear Paul Brant come up behind her and jumped when he said her name. "Shayna, may I have a word with you?' "Certainly, Dr. Brant." They went into a empty room and he looked down at the floor then up at her again. He seemed to be having trouble meeting her eyes, so Shayna asked him "What's wrong Paul?" Paul Brant stammered, hemmed and hawwed, which was highly unlike him. Finally, he spoke. "Shayna, I am afraid I wasn't very honest with you." She looked at him. "Oh, how so?" "I'm married Shayna. I have been for quite some time. I don't talk a lot about my wife, so women assume I'm single and ..." Shayna cut him off " .... You can take advantage of them and fuck whoever you want." He looked down at the floor again, then back up into her blue eyes, which seemed to be blazing with fury. "Yes. In a way. But with you, it was different." "I was smarter and wilder than some of the bimbos you usually fuck?" Her newfound strength startled Paul. It startled Shayna a bit too, but she stood her ground, arms folded across her ample chest. "Shayna, you were on of the most vibrant, sensual, exciting women I've ever been with. The sex was so soft, seductive and warm. I've never known sex like that, and I'd like to think you enjoyed it as well." Shayna had enjoyed it, very much. She would likely have succumbed to his charms again, now that her relationship with Brad had been clarified. But she had to speak her mind. "I'm very sorry, DOCTOR Brant ... " she said, letting the icy tone in her voice be heard, " ... I don't sleep with married men." Paul Brant looked at his colleague and lover and his eyes smiled. "I'm not asking you to sleep with me again Shayna. I'm apologizing for being dishonest with you. I would also like to ask you home to dinner with me. My wife wants to meet this stunning creature I've been raving about." Shayna blinked her eyes, barely believing what she'd just heard. "You told your wife about us having sex? And she doesn't want to kill me?" Paul laughed, his face crinkled as he did so. "Quite the contrary. My wife would like to meet the woman who I told her could match her in bed. Chera is an exceptional woman, I think you will like her very much!" Shayna looked into Paul's green eyes and saw the gentle smile that crossed his lips. She had enjoyed his company and if everything was on the up-and-up, what could it hurt. "Sure, why not?" Paul had told her the evening would be informal, but Shayna wasn't the kind to dress in jeans. She opted for a form-fitting white pantsuit that hugged her curves. She wore some nice lingerie underneath it and opted for black heels. She drove to Paul's home and rang the bell, her heart fluttering a bit. Paul answered the door and looked her up and down. "Wow, don't you look great. Come on in, Chera's waiting in the living room. We're having steaks, I hope you're hungry." Paul didn't look to shabby himself, in tan shirt and slacks. Shayna also remembered what he looked like naked, his big cock thrusting in and out of her hot little pussy, and blushed at the thought. She let him take her arm and guide her to the living room, where his wife was waiting. Chera Brant stood up and walked to Shayna, holding out her hand in greeting. Paul was right, his wife was beautiful. The first thing Shayna noticed about Chera was her smile, it was wide and dazzling, with perfect white teeth. She had beautiful blue eyes, with flecks of grey. Her brown hair was shoulder length, layered and beautifully cut. She wore a simple white blouse and skirt that ended just above the knee. Her legs were long and tapered, Shayna figured her to be about 5'8" or so. She had curves and full, lovely breasts that Shayna figured might be about a 36-C. Why anyone would have an affair with another woman when he had this beautiful creature to come home to befuddled Shayna. "Welcome to our home Shayna. Paul's right, you're lovely. It's nice to finally meet you." Her voice was soft, almost lyrical, lovely as the woman herself. Shayna blushed, knowing the woman knew everything about her and Paul, but she bravely decided to forge on ahead. They went out to the patio where Paul was grilling the steaks. Shayna accepted a glass of a truly excellent Bordeaux and started talking with Chera. She liked the pretty brunette very much and felt like they were becoming friends the more they conversed. The three of them enjoyed the Caesar Salad and steak and the wine. They talked and the more they did, the more confused – in one sense – Shayna became. Why had Paul cheated on Chera, a woman he so obviously adored? Why was Chera not angry at her in the slightest? The evening was growing cool, so they went inside and enjoyed a nice, light Tartufo for dessert. They finished and Paul was clearing the plates when Chera spoke to Shayna in her soft voice. "I know Paul told you that I know about your little fling." Shayna felt herself reddening again at the remark. "Yes. I feel awful, I never would have slept with him if I'd known he was married." Chera looked into the kitchen where her husband was cleaning up. "Which is why he didn't tell you, naughty boy. He'd been wanting to sleep with you for quite some time. Still, being dishonest was wrong and I called him on it." Paul came back into the living room and sat down by his wife. They both smiled at Shayna, then Chera continued talking. "Paul and I love each other very much. That said, I am often away a lot. I'm an Interior Designer, I design Specialty Restaurants and Cafes. Sometimes, I'm gone for weeks. Or busy. I was away the night you two had your little `fling', Shayna." Paul interjected. "Shayna, you know the crazy schedules doctors keep. I can't always be there to make love to my little wildcat here ... " He hugged Chera tightly " ... the way she deserves." Chera continued. "So, about 3 years ago, we had a long talk. Paul and I decided that if either of us found someone attractive and there was no conflict of interest, we could have sex with them. When we're together, we're together. When we're apart, we are free to make love with – or fuck – anyone we want to." Shayna was beginning to understand, but remained a bit confused. "I see, but why am I here now then? You're together, so ...." Chera leaned in and took Shayna's hand in her own. Her blue eyes looked into Shayna's own blue eyes. "Shayna, I've never heard him talk about a woman the way he raved about you. You got to him Shayna, you really did. I had to see for myself the kind of woman that could affect my husband that way. Now I have." Shayna's heart was pounding, she wondered what to expect next. Chera took Shayna's hand and caressed it, lightly. "I want to watch my husband make love to you Shayna. I want him to take you to bed and see this beautiful creature that he found so desirable. I ache to see the two of you naked, fucking, sharing passion." Shayna was confused, uncertain, didn't know what to do. A while ago, she would have fled in terror. Her newfound confidence gave her the ability to consider such an action. She had a wonderful time with Paul, only a few cocks had ever given her such immense pleasure. Still, there was Chera to consider. "Do you want to make love to me too?" she asked Paul's wife. Chera gave her one of those dazzling smiles again. "I'd be lying if I said no. I like both men and women and you are certainly one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. But we'll leave that decision up to you Shayna. What do you say?" With a few drinks in her and her own confidence on the rise, Shayna stood up, kissed Paul, kissed Chera on the cheek and said "Let's go for it. Life is too short for regrets." Chera and Paul linked their arms through hers and led her to the bedroom. It was set for seduction, there were scarlet-colored Satin Sheets on the bed, music was playing softly in the background, the lights had been dimmed. A faint scent of Jasmine wafted through the air. Chera looked at Paul, then Shayna, and nodded. "Who first?" she asked. Boldly, Shayna said "I've seen Paul, you two have seen each other, but I've never seen you. You start, I'll follow." Chera nodded and smiled. She made a small show of undressing, removing her blouse, then bra and skirt, finally wriggling out of her lacy black panties. She was about to take off her stockings and garters – obviously having dressed for a fun evening – but Shayna put a halt to that. "Leave them on!" she said, smiling brightly at Chera. "You have the legs for them." Paul smiled at his wife, saying "See, honey? She's just sexy as hell." Chera walked over to Shayna, kissing her softly on the lips this time. Shayna didn't back away, she let the kiss happen and felt a slight tingle. "Your turn" Chera said softly. Shayna wasn't at all self-conscious and couldn't quite understand why. Facing both of these sexy people, she unzipped the top of her pantsuit and revealed a smooth expanse of silky, tanned, creamy flesh. Chera and Paul were thrilled to see that she'd also chosen sexy lingerie, not knowing she wore it all the time now. A beautiful mauve bra and panty set were revealed as she stepped out of the outfit, standing proud and beautiful before them. Her legs were encased in white silk, spiderweb-pattern stockings. "Nice" Chera commented. Paul was the last to undress and he rushed through it. "Just like a man!" both girls said simultaneously, laughing. He moved onto the bed and motioned for both of them to join him. The two lovelies made a show of it, walking sensuously towards the bed. They met in the middle, Paul between them. "What do we do now?" Shayna asked her new friend. "Why don't we both suck his cock? There are few things as sexy to a man as having two women give him a blowjob. Paul says you give great head." Shayna nodded. " I do love sucking cock. Okay, let's do it." The two of them moved towards Paul, their soft hands joined around his cock. The two women seemed to be working in perfect harmony, Shayna began to suck his cock, twirling her mouth around the head and working her way down, tracing each vein of his thick shaft. Chera, in turn, sucked his large balls into her mouth and rubbed, causing her husband to groan with pleasure. Shayna's blonde head was bobbing up and down on the shaft, slurping noisily as it filled her mouth. Chera's head and lips were darting across the balls and stem of the cock, cooing words of encouragement to her spouse. Shayna watched her friends enjoying each other, she was fascinated by Chera's openness. She hoped to be that daring herself some day. Chera's smooth silky skin was so sexy, she glowed with vitality as she took in her husband's manhood. Her ass was round and smooth, even the small of her back was sensual. She was perhaps one of the most sexual creatures Shayna had ever encountered. "Okay" Chera said, moving away from Paul, "I think our stud is ready Shayna. I want him to fuck you. How do you want it?" Shayna pondered that question for a moment, taking her time to think. "I think I'd like to ride him. Then you can ride his face and we can see each other!" A large grin came over Chera's lovely features. "Paul was right, you are very sensual. That's what we'll do then." The lusty trio moved into position, both girls already wet and needing no foreplay. Shayna pulled her panties to the side and removed her bra, she noticed Chera had even kept her heels on. "Paul loves me to wear them in bed, he says they're fun!" Chera said, grinning. "Then I'll keep mine on too!" Shayna said as she lowered her curvy frame over Paul. Slowly, sinuously, she ground her pussy down on her lover, until his cock was sinking bit by bit, inch by inch, into her waiting cunt. "Ohhh, fucckkkkk!" she groaned as his thick club inched its way into her body. He felt good, so good in her body and her arched upwards, driving the last few inches deep within her. Shayna grunted in response and looked over at Chera, who was riding her husband's skilled tongue. Watching the beautiful couple have sex with other and participating was wonderful, beyond her kinkiest dreams. Shayna began to ride Paul, taking him within her body, using her pussy muscles to milk his cock and surround it with warmth. She heard his grunts and groans as she fucked him, she heard Chera's moans of delight as he ate her out. "You like watching your husband fuck me Chera darling?" she purred as Paul surged forward within her again. "Oh my God, yessssss!!" Chera moaned through clenched teeth. "Oh Shayna, watching his cock go in and out of you is the sexiest thing I've ever seen!" The passion in Chera's blue-grey eyes was unmistakable Paul's entire body ached, he wanted desperately to cum, yet he was going to last if it killed him. There was no way he was going to disappoint these ladies, he wanted a repeat performance! Harder and harder, he pushed his body forward, upward, slamming his cock into Shayna while doing his best to pleasure his sexy wife. His entire mind was only focusing on pleasure, making sure they wanted to fuck him again. Body shuddering, on the precipice of orgasm, Shayna slowed. "Wait" Shayna said, trying to catch her breath. " I want to slow down, please, wait." Her playmates slowed down and looked at her with puzzlement. "This is so good darlings, I don't want to rush it!" she said, still gasping for air. Shayna smiled down at Paul. "How ya doin', lover?" she said, giggling. "Up for a little change?" she said to Chera. Chera nodded and figured out what Shayna had in mind. She saw her friend lift off Paul's cock and move towards his face, while Chera slid her own pussy down on his prick. "Oh darling, you do have a wonderful cock!" she moaned as Paul slid back into his wife's cunt. Paul began eating Shayna in earnest, sweet juices trickled down his tongue as his bride took him in her own educated pussy. Using her well-trained muscles, she yanked at his cock, urging him to flood her pussy with his cum. As she wriggled around and around, hips surging forward, she leaned forward to kiss Shayna. Shayna saw Chera's face coming towards hers and stopped for a second – it was now or never. However, as everything she had done tonight had only been pleasurable, she went for it. Her lips met Chera's own full red lips and they kissed. A charge went through her being, she was sure Chera felt it too. Their lips pressed together firmly and she felt Chera's tongue slide out and part her lips. She accepted Chera's tongue greedily and met it with her own, teasing and flicking her tongue against Chera's. Her breathing became more heated as she and the young woman French-Kissed. Almost instinctively, she reached out and captured Chera's breasts in her hands. They felt right there, round and firm, soft and sexy. She played with them as she felt the girl's hands on her own full breasts. They played their Sapphic games as Chera rode her husband's cock. Mashed together now, Shayna delighted in her first experience with another woman. She wanted more, she ached to further debauch herself with the sexy couple. Underneath her, she felt Paul quiver. From his lips, still sucking at her pussy, she made out the words "I'm cumming!" A slight jump upwards and she knew he'd filled Chera's cunt with his yummy spendings. Chera moved off her husband's cock and was going to clean herself, when she heard Shayna cry out "No, don't". She looked over at the beautiful blonde and gave her a very naughty smile. "Do you have a better idea, Shayna darling?" she grinned evilly. Shayna returned her evil grin. "I might. I've gone this far, I might as well go all the way. I'd love to eat Paul's cum out of your lovely little pussy." Chera grinned. She hoped that Shayna would be fun and willing to join their games, she had not expected to get this far. "Of course darling, but why don't we share a nice `69'? I can taste your pussy too, which I've been dying to do." Shayna nodded as Paul made room for them on the bed. She removed her mauve panties to make easier access for Chera, who got on top of her. It's now or never, Shayna thought, as she saw Chera's neatly-trimmed bush lowering over her face. Within seconds, she was face-deep in the sweet warmth of Chera's cunt. It was tangy, slightly spicy, yet warm, delicious. She relished the taste immediately and began to eat her new lover with fervor. She darted her tongue in and out of Chera's cunt, as Chera returned her erotic attentions. From time-to-time, Shayna was rewarded with tiny globules of Paul's thick cum on her tongue. Her body quivered, she had miniature orgasms under the lashing tongue of the other woman. She felt another weight close by and saw Paul near them, his cock already hard again. She gasped a bit as she saw him insert his thick shaft into the tiny opening of his wife's ass. Chera squealed, most of it trilling against Shayna's cunt, as her husband buggered her. Now in the throes of complete debauchery, Shayna was in her glory. She had a pussy to eat, she had a woman sucking at her cunt, she was watching that woman get fucked in the ass. She'd become an unabashed slut, yet it thrilled her to no end. She wanted to tell Brad, she couldn't wait to share her wild escapades with her lover. Chera's tongue drilled against the hood of Shayna's clit, it thrilled her to know she was pleasuring the attractive blonde this much. She knew she'd be inviting her back again for more games, and she hoped she and Shayna might share some "private" moments as well. From the way Shayna was avidly munching her pussy, she was sure they would. Pussy, sweet beautiful pussy, was all that was on Shayna's mind right now. Paul's cum was an added bonus, but how had she denied herself this pleasure all these years. Pulling Chera's sweet lips into her mouth, she vowed never to be so foolish again. She licked and nibbled and every yelp that came from Chera's throat added to her own passions. Finally, neither girl could stand any more and both began to shake in impending orgasm. Sensing this, Paul took his dick out of his wife's tight ass and surprisingly, Shayna grabbed for it and took it deep within her throat. He came, spewing another huge load down his lover's throat. "Want some baby?" Shayna purred to Chera, who nodded back at her. She leaned over and shared her cum-filled mouth with Chera, who mewled in delight. They lay there for a while, then Paul went downstairs, returning with more wine, cheese and crackers. The trio stayed naked, teasing and playing. Neither Shayna nor Paul was on duty the next morning, so the trio played well into the morning. They had a small breakfast and Shayna went home after that. She knew more about herself than ever before – and she liked very much what she knew.