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Thanksgiving (couples, cons, affair)
by Tom (laddie@anon.nymserver.com)
***
This story was originally posted in December of 1996. If
you missed it then, here it is again. I hope you enjoy
reading the story as much as I enjoyed writing it.
NOTE: This story is, of course, for adults only -- so
don't read it if you don't think that you can be mature
about it. Reading and writing these stories should be
acts of fantasy, and I hope that you can keep your
notions of real and fantasy life separate in your mind.
I know I can.
Not only have the actions described not occurred in
real, everyday life, they are not likely to occur. The
characters are fictitious and don't resemble people in
my life, and most importantly, they don't practice safe
sex.
It would be very helpful for me to hear from those who
read this story. How does it make you feel? Does it help
you masturbate more joyfully? Does it increase your
libido? Have you shared it with other friends or lovers?
How could it be better for you? I promise to answer all
respectful, non-abusive E-mail notes.
Because I have grown children who use the Net, and
because my employer would not enjoy the publicity, I
must keep my identity anonymous. I am a happily married,
50 year old male, 6' 2" and 175 lbs. I keep physically
fit and enjoy sex very much. My wife's real name is not
Ann. I would be glad to share more information if you
are interested.
CHAPTER 1
Her name is Sue, and her nipples are distracting me.
They are poking out from dark colored areolae that are
clearly visible through her sheer white net exercise
shirt. I imagine that her smile is for me, and I try to
generate a smile in return - but it probably looks like
a leering grin because my entire consciousness is
suddenly focused through my groin. Sue's sexy form in
brief blue running shorts, and especially her
delightfully visible breasts, have my blood surging and
my imagination racing. My penis is growing, and it
threatens to slip out of the leg of my own shorts.
They say that a man has a sexual thought every 15 or 20
seconds, and I was certainly having one now:
'She recognizes me and smiles. We are alone on the
beach. She moves toward me and pulls her sheer white net
exercise shirt up and over her head. Her breasts spill
toward me as she discards the shirt on the sand and cups
her breasts with her hands, lifting them to me. Her
nipples are erect, and they seem to be drawing me like
twin magnets. I bend my head and nuzzle first one breast
and then the other. Her fingertips graze my thigh and
lightly grasp the head of my cock which is now peeking
out below the material of my running shorts. My cock is
weeping one clear tear of pre-cum, and she catches it on
the tip of her forefinger and lifts it to her lips. We
kiss, and I taste her lips and a trace of myself...'
These thoughts race through my brain in a fraction of a
second. Ann suddenly takes my hand, and, with a shock, I
realize that Sue and I are still standing 30 yards apart
on the beach. Sue is looking over my shoulder, and her
smile is for Jerry who is behind me and is descending
the dunes toward the surf. Sue is Jerry's "significant
other", and the two of them are spending the
Thanksgiving Holiday weekend with my wife, Ann, and me
at Pajaro Dunes, just north of Monterey on the Pacific
Coast.
Ann says, "Come on, Tom, let's walk down the beach."
Ann and I were left alone for Thanksgiving when our two
kids were invited to ski Mt. Bachelor in Oregon with
friends. We decided to splurge and rent a beach house
right on the surf, and I invited Jerry to bring a friend
and share the holiday with us.
Ann and I spend Wednesday night at our favorite B & B in
Pacific Grove. After a candlelight seafood dinner at The
Fishwife Grille near Asilomar, we make passionate love
and fall asleep in each other's arms. It is a pleasant
start to our holiday. Thursday morning, we only have an
easy 20 minute drive to the rented house at Pajaro
Dunes. The house is no more than 50 yards from the
Pacific Ocean.
Back in October, Ann told me that she didn't want to
cook and spend her Thanksgiving honeymoon in the
kitchen, so I had called around the Watsonville area
(near Pajaro Dunes) and arranged for a small mom and pop
catering company to bring our Thanksgiving feast to us.
We arrive at the Dunes, and the weather is unusually
clear and warm for November - no fog and temperature in
the 70's. Jerry and his new friend, Sue (they have been
dating for a few months), are driving down from Portola
Valley, and they arrive just a half hour after us. Ann
and I introduce ourselves to Sue and learn that she is a
professional masseuse.
The surf beckons, and the four of us start walking
together down the beach. Ann and Sue are getting
acquainted, and they move ahead of Jerry and me.
Following behind them, Jerry and I are taking full
advantage of the view. We gaze fondly at the women's
shapely buttocks as they move up and down and sway back
and forth gracefully ahead of us. We are both having
sexual thoughts this time, and there are a few seconds
of natural silence.
Jerry and I met in grad school at U. C. Berkeley ten
years ago. He was in law school then, and I was studying
journalism. After grad school, I settled in the Valley
and married Ann and fathered a boy and a girl. Jerry
joined a large law firm in the Bay Area and never
married. Jerry and I stay in touch and frequently get
together for backpack trips in the Sierra-Nevada
Mountains each July and August.
Jerry is brilliant and funny and very well read. I think
he devours a half a dozen books a week, and his
interests range from the anti-nuclear movement to Civil
War battle strategy. I have always been drawn to him,
and in grad school we spent many hours drinking many
pitchers of beer and solving the problems of the world.
Since then, we save our talks for campfires in the
summertime.
The Thanksgiving feast isn't due to arrive for another 2
hours - plenty of time to enjoy a walk on the beach. I
don't know whether Jerry is watching Sue or Ann. Both
have eye-catching figures although Ann's top is not as
revealing as Sue's.
Ann is blond and trim for a woman in her early thirties
who has borne two children. Her hips are spreading
slightly as a mature woman's are wont to do, but regular
exercise keeps them firm and very sexy. When I see Ann,
I automatically picture her nude because I see her naked
daily and love the sight of her. Her breasts are small -
pert and pear sized - with sensitive pink nipples that
perk up quickly as soon as they are touched.
Her left breast is smaller than the right and kind of
conical. Ann's pubic hair curls out generously above and
around her vulva and is light brown. She loves to feel
my mouth there, and I have become addicted to the musky
smell of her vagina over the years. My cock is stirring
again with these images. Ann is very open about her
sexuality, and we make time frequently for sex despite
our two kids being ever-present.
Ann and I married during my last year at Berkeley. She
had a degree in music education, but she took a clerical
job in the Toxicology Department of the U. C. Medical
Center to help us pay our bills. She liked Jerry right
away and saw him as kind of a friendly and amusing big
brother. When we married, Brother Jerry became a kind of
"brother-in-law" for her. Our son was born 7 months
after we were married, and we moved to the Valley for my
first job as a reporter with a large metropolitan daily
newspaper. Ann stayed home with our son for 6 months and
then got a job as a dance therapist at a private school
for kids with disabilities.
Two and a half years later, a lovely daughter was born.
Now, school and P.T.A. and soccer and swim meets define
our lives. It sure feels good to be walking on the beach
and to get away from all of that for a few days!
'Damn!' I am thinking. 'Sue is sexy as hell!' She is
very blond, 5' 9," about 120 pounds, pretty slim. Her
hair is very straight and hangs down past her shoulders
to just above her breasts. I wonder if the hair between
her legs is just as blond. Sue's tits are not really
large (maybe half-cantaloupe size) and stand up well.
She probably goes without a bra because of the size and
firmness of her breasts. Her nipples, which have
practically mesmerized me already today, are a dull
pink. Sue's navel is an "inny," and her tummy is flat
and hard. Her ass cheeks are pretty tight and not very
big, and her legs are fairly long. She has the legs and
ass of a distance runner. Overall, Sue appears
attractive, slim and fairly strong, especially in her
arms. Strong arms and hands are good for a masseuse, I
imagine.
The sun shines through Sue's sheer blouse, and if I
drift slightly to one side, I can see the barest curving
edge of her full breasts from behind. As I walk beside
Jerry, I angle a few steps to one side and then the
other to take full advantage of the view that Sue is
providing. Jerry catches me in the act and chuckles,
saying that I don't have to be so obvious about it.
When we get back to the beach house, two middle aged
women are putting a turkey in the oven "to brown a
little more - it is already roasted". They own their own
catering business, called "Food For Thought". They set
out all the trimmings, wish us a "Happy Thanksgiving"
and depart. Everything smells delicious. As Jerry and
Sue find their bedroom to unpack and clean up, Ann sets
the table, and I open a chilled bottle of chardonnay.
The dinner is a big success. Jerry and I each have three
helpings of everything and end up chewing on the two
turkey drumsticks while we watch the sunset and sip a
tasty cabernet. The stark beauty of an ocean sunset when
there is no fog bank captures all four us, and there is
silence as we watch the fiery orb descend past the
horizon.
It is a romantic moment, and I take Ann into my arms.
Jerry does the same with Sue. Jerry breaks the silence
by asking, "Tom, is 'official sunset' the time when the
sun first touches the horizon, or the time when it is
completely gone, or some time in between?" We debate
this weighty topic for a few minutes until Ann and Sue
start laughing at us and begin clearing the dinner
dishes. Jerry and I volunteer to wash.
After dinner, I pop in a Showtime movie called "Full
Body Massage" starring Mimi Rogers and the Australian
actor, Bryan Brown. Bryan plays a professional masseuse,
and Mimi is his wealthy customer. I've always liked Mimi
Rogers as an actress. Mimi has enormous breasts, and I
have never seen her bare them in a film before. She does
so generously in this film.
Ann says, "Mimi Rogers must be desperate for a movie
role to show so much skin." Ann's tone of voice is
mildly sarcastic, but her attention is totally fixed on
the screen.
God what a sexy film! When Bryan begins to rub Mimi's
large breasts, I get chills. I hadn't known Sue's job
when I rented the video it, but she is very interested
in Bryan Brown's massage technique. During the sensual
part of the massage, I feel Ann's hand wandering along
my leg and up along my crotch. She feels how hard I am
and winks at me, then smiles sexily. I let my hand
explore her legs as well, then up between them, where
she is hot from all the action on the screen. Ann lets
out a soft moan, and I notice Jerry and Sue watching
her.
Sue says, "Eroticism is a natural part of a complete
massage. It's unfortunate that some so-called "massage
parlors" have given massage a bad name.
With Ann's hand on my upper thigh, just barely brushing
my crotch, I wanted to grab her and kiss her. But I
resisted the urge - not right in front of Jerry and Sue.
Supercharged with sexual energy, I need to move around
or do something. I get up and go to our bedroom to
change into looser, more comfortable clothes. Sweatpants
and a t-shirt are appealing. I slip on the sweatpants
without underwear. I still have a semi-erection.
I have another sexual thought:
'Sue is on her knees in front of me, taking my semi-
erection in her hands gently and worshipfully. She
strokes its length starting on the base, moving to the
tip and back again. She kisses the tip and takes the
glans into her wet, warm mouth, and at the same time she
reaches between my thighs and cups my testicles gently.
She squeezes them ever so slightly and is getting hot
herself...'
I shudder involuntarily at the thought of this happening
with Sue and return to reality. I pull up the sweatpants
and tuck my erection down along the left pant leg and
return to the living room to join the others.
I intend to return to Ann and cuddle with her, but I am
startled to see the furniture moved away from the middle
of the living room and my lovely Ann lying on the floor
on her stomach. Jerry is kneeling by Ann's head and is
giving her a pretty vigorous massage on her neck and
shoulders. Sue is supervising Jerry's movements and
offering instructive comments to him as he works on Ann.
Ann is not a lover of massage. I get them regularly, but
she has never wanted even a gift certificate. The movie
must have turned her on. She is sighing and moaning
softly under Jerry's hands. Sue moves to Ann's feet and
uses her strong arms and hands making skilful, practiced
movements on Ann's shapely legs, working up gradually
toward her buttocks. Sue glances at me and smiles
knowingly at the rather obvious bulge along my left pant
leg. The only light in the room comes from the two
dinner table candles that Jerry and Sue have placed on
the floor. Sue motions me to join their massage of my
wife.
I get onto my knees and move beside Ann, resting the
palm of my hand on the middle of her back. She feels
very warm through her thin cotton top, and the touch
reminds me that she wears no bra.
"You sound like you're feeling pretty good, Annie." I
say.
"Why didn't you tell me that a massage is so relaxing?"
she murmurs. "I'm jealous that you've been getting these
without me." She moaned again with pleasure at the
circular movements of Sue's strong hands on the backs
and insides of her thighs. Ann opens her eyes and smiles
at me with a kind of dazed, sensual look.
"You told me that you only wanted my hands touching you.
Sue is pretty talented, isn't she." I state the obvious.
"Jerry is no slouch, himself." Ann responds. "He's a
good pupil, and he has wonderful hands. His hands are
wasted on the law."
Jerry's hands move past my hand, down to Ann's lower
back and onto her buttocks. This startles Ann, and she
lifts her head and shoulders and looks up at me with a
questioning look. Without a word, I smile and brush her
lips with mine and press gently on her back, and she
settles back down under Jerry's intimate caresses. He
begins to knead her ass cheeks with both hands, first
one and then the other.
Ann moans loudly, "Oh, Jerry, you're a master! That
feels great. Don't stop."
I want to help, and I massage one of Ann's ass cheeks
while Jerry does the other. Our four hands are touching
her ass and her ass crack intimately through the thin
fabric of her shorts. The silk panties under her shorts
allow our hands to slip smoothly and sensuous over her
buttocks and down between her thighs. Ann opens her legs
to give us better access to her open and vulnerable
crotch. I am surprised and aroused at her sensuous
response to Jerry.
Sue reaches toward me and motions me to lay beside Ann.
She straddles my thighs pressing her pubic mound into my
buttocks and begins to massage my shoulders and back.
Sue's hands slip under my t-shirt and move onto my bare
skin. Ann turns her head sideways to watch me, and I
watch her and Jerry above her. Jerry is now cupping her
genitals from the rear. Ann gasps and moans and opens
legs even wider.
Sue pushes my t-shirt up around my shoulders, and I lift
up on my elbows so that she can push it off over my
head. Jerry copies Sue's move, and Ann allows him to
shed her top. She is now nude to the waist under Jerry's
hands. His fingertips trail back down brushing along the
sides of Ann's small breasts which are pressed into the
soft carpet and bulge out erotically along the side of
her ribcage. Jerry presses his face into the cloth of
Ann's shorts - his nose and mouth between her ass
cheeks. He moves his head up and down caressing her
asshole and the sensitive skin between her rectum and
vagina.
Sue watches Jerry approvingly, like a teacher with an
adept student. "Turn over now," Sue whispers to me. I
comply, exposing my huge erection just under the loose
sweatpants. Sue acts as if she doesn't notice it, but
Ann does, and she smiles at me. Sue places her hands on
my pecs and rotates them smoothly around my nipples,
grazing my nipples occasionally - as if by accident -
with her thumbs. My nipples become erect.
Jerry again copies Sue and asks Ann to roll over. Ann
blushes in the candlelight as her beautiful chest is
exposed to "strangers". Sue murmurs approvingly at Ann's
breasts. Ann is pleased at the compliment, and her
nipples swell in response to the attention they are
receiving. Jerry bends over Ann and kisses each nipple -
delicately, almost chastely. Ann shudders. His kisses
continue down the midline of her soft belly, and his
hands replace his lips on her breasts. He reaches her
navel. He dips his tongue into it. Ann moans loudly.
Jerry is encouraged by the sound and pushes down on the
waistband of Ann's shorts with his chin. Ann helps by
lifting her hips and pushing her shorts to her knees
with her hands. Immediately, Jerry accepts her unspoken
invitation by putting his mouth on her steaming sex
while pulling her shorts off with one hand.
I am incredibly aroused at the permission my wife has
given my best friend. I stare, fascinated, at his brown
tussled hair, his face, and Ann's light brown pubic
curls pressed up against his cheeks. His nose and mouth
are obviously deep in Ann's hairy cunt! We all can smell
the musky odor of Ann's arousal.
Almost without my realizing it, Sue's hand is releasing
the drawstring of my sweatpants and slipping into them
to find my rampant cock. Lifting my hips, I allow Sue to
reveal my excitement and push my pants down around my
thighs. My erection tingles in Sue's sure-handed grip.
She has done this before. She knows men's bodies. Her
thumb gently rubs the nerve bundle just under the head
of my cock. I am so excited, my hips buck up under her.
It feels so good to have Sue holding me.
Jerry has found Ann's clitoris with his mouth and is
sucking on it. I know that Ann will last only a few
seconds under this attention. Sure enough, her cheeks
glow even brighter, her breathing becomes loud and
heavy, and then her whole body freezes for one second as
her orgasm takes her over the top of the pleasure hill.
And then she bucks and bucks and moans and twists as she
gives herself up to the intense sensations in her groin.
I grasp Ann's hand as she experiences her climax, and
she looks over to me as her spasms subside and smiles at
me with heavy lidded eyes. She is sodden with lust.
Sue's hand is barely moving on my rigid penis, but the
sight of Ann tugs me toward a sympathetic orgasm, and my
sperm shoots out. The sudden sight of my semen startles
Sue because I had given her no warning, but she chuckles
in pleasure with me and dips a finger into one of the
thick, pearly globs on my stomach and touches her finger
to her lips.
"Looks like we did good, partner." Sue says to Jerry.
"You have real talent."
"The pleasure was really all mine, Ann." Jerry responds.
"I love getting to know you like this. And thanks to
both of you for inviting us to be with you this
weekend."
Ann is very shy at her nudity now, and at the intense
emotion she has just displayed so wantonly in front of
Jerry and Sue. She sits up and kisses Jerry's cheek and
says, "I think I would like to go to bed now. It's been
a long day but a wonderful one. Come on, honey." Ann
looks at me for agreement.
I nod agreeably. "Sue and Jerry probably want to be
alone now anyway. This whole evening has kind of taken
me by surprise. Now I know what Thanksgiving is really
all about. And Ann, I don't know if I'm going to let you
sleep right away."
Ann smiles and laughs sexily, "OK, tiger, show me the
way!"
Once we are in our bedroom, we make love, hotter and
more passionate then Wednesday night's loving. I came
inside Ann twice before we curl up to sleep. As I drift
off, Ann is still shuddering from her own orgasms. Next
door, I can hear Sue's cries of passion. She and Jerry
must be doing just as well as we are. The rhythmic
sounds of the pounding surf calm our pounding bodies,
and we sleep until the sun awakes us.
#
Friday morning, I awake before Ann and listen dreamily
to the seductive surf sounds just outside our bedroom.
Silently, I get up and shut the bedroom door and slip
back to the king size bed. I look at Ann's nude form
laying there. Her short blonde hair, full, beautiful
breasts, smooth silky bottom and the thick, dark forest
between her legs.
I begin kissing her cheek and move down to her neck. She
stirs and turns her chest into mine, brushing her tits
and nipples against me. She opens her mouth and draws
mine to it in a deep, passionate kiss. She urges me on
top of her, and my growing erection slips into her
mound. I pump slowly in and out of her as she opens her
eyes and smiles at me.
"G'mornin, lover!" Ann murmurs sleepily. "I love your
alarm clock."
"We can't be too loud," I whisper as I nuzzle the downy
hair on her neck.
Jerry and Sue will hear us. The walls in this place are
kind of thin."
Ann's eyes open wide in surprise, but I coax her mind
back onto what we are doing with a deep thrust inside
her loins. She bites her lip to keep from crying out as
her passion builds towards another orgasm. I feel her
hips shudder, and her vaginal muscles tighten around my
penis, and I began to concentrate on my pleasure. Ann's
is obviously intense enough, and she starts to buck. I
think about how deep I am inside her and how it might
look when I come inside her.
Then, as she lets out a passionate gasp, I explode. I
begin to spurt inside her, and her vagina clasps me even
more tightly. We both shudder involuntarily as our
climaxes overtake us. After we collapse against each
other, I begin to wonder if Jerry and Sue can hear us.
'Nah, probably not.' I think to myself. 'We are so close
to the ocean that the surf is pretty loud.'
Little do I know! Later that morning on an early beach
walk, Jerry laughs and tells me that he and Sue were
listening at our door! Such friends!
The four of us have golf reservations Friday morning at
10 am at Pacific Grove Municipal. It is a beautiful
course right on the Pacific, and I am looking forward to
it. The weather is spectacular - no morning fog and no
coastal overcast. The sun is brilliant, and the sky is
clear. We are all quiet and reserved around the
breakfast table after last night's amazing events. Sue
seems the most relaxed of the four of us. Ann and Jerry
can't bear to meet each other's eyes, and both engage
Sue and I in neutral chatter so they don't have to talk
together. Sue smiles warmly at me, and her look goes
straight to my groin. I am really attracted to her.
Golf is a great success. Jerry doesn't play too well,
and Ann is just learning, but Sue displays remarkable
athletic ability. She hits the ball well, and we all
enjoy the course and the sounds of the ocean and the
barking seals sunbathing on the rocks. Both Ann and
Sue's rear ends look very tempting in golf slacks, and
Jerry and I forget all concern about our golf scores.
After a late lunch on Fisherman's Wharf, we get back to
our rented beach house in plenty of time for another
spectacular sunset. High clouds are backlit by the
setting sun, and the colors blaze in pinks and oranges
and purples from one end of the sky to the other. Up and
down the beach, the Pajaro Dunes property owners are out
on the sands enjoying the spectacle.
We grab a bottle of cabernet and four glasses and walk
down on the beach. The day of shared fun, the beauty of
this setting and last night's intimacies are all working
together on the four of us to produce an almost hypnotic
atmosphere of closeness. Jerry sets his glass down and
stands behind Sue, embracing her as they both gaze at
the sunset. Her buttocks press back into his groin, and
his hands move to her breasts. I stand beside Jerry, and
Ann leans back into me along side of Sue. I can sense
and feel, rather than see, Sue's hand drop down and
reach back for Jerry's crotch.
As the last rays of sun disappear, the four of us turn
to each other and all embrace under that spectacular
multi-colored sky. We feel particularly blest to be in
that place and time together. Sue whispers to the three
of us, "There's lots more to learn about sensuality if
you're all game."
"I am!" I respond quickly. "Me too!" says Ann. "You
can't leave me out," cries Jerry and gives the three of
us a hearty squeeze. Unfortunately, it is so hearty that
my wine spills on Ann's shirt. "Let's go in now. I've
got to get this out before it stains." Ann says.
CHAPTER 2
Once inside, Sue lights candles and turns off all of the
electric lights. Sue dares Ann to leave her top off
after soaking it to get the stain out. Sue promises that
she will do the same. I light a DuraFlame log, and its
shifting tongues of fire cast moving shadows on the
darkened walls of the living room. The post-sunset
twilight is almost gone, and the surf is beginning to
take on a white phosphorescent hue.
Sue stuns me by appearing nude and standing over me as I
close the fireplace screen. Her breasts are amazing, and
she openly displays herself to me - turning slightly
first to one side and then the other so that I get a
three dimensional effect. Her nipples become erect under
my eager gaze, and they become really long and hard with
a sort of squared-off end. Sue must be aroused, because
just behind each of her nipples is a sort of secondary
breast - an areola, a small pink, puffy mound upon which
her nipple projects.
My gaze continues down, and I see that Sue's pubic hair
is very blond and sparse, but the hairs are quite long.
The hair goes down around her cunt lips. Her labia are
visible in the firelight and appear thin and long. They
seem to be getting swollen and thick as I gaze upon
them. Maybe it's my imagination again, but Sue's outer
lips are thickening and turning from a dull pink to
almost crimson-purple.
My breathing is becoming ragged in the face of Sue's
erotic beauty. Ann slips up behind me and whispers, "You
like her, don't you. I do too. She's beautiful." Ann
moves into the firelight, and I see that she is topless,
and she bends to remove her slacks and panties.
As Ann rises, nude, in front of Jerry and Sue, I am
reminded again of her beauty. I can see Jerry and Sue's
admiration in their faces. Ann turns to me and unbuttons
my shirt saying, "You don't want to be last, do you,
Tom?" Sue helps Jerry out his clothing, and we are
quickly bare-assed together in front of the fire.
Ann pulls me over to the couch, and she leans back on
it, offering me her breasts with her hands. Jerry and
Sue watch and smile as I pleasure Ann's chest with my
hands, tugging her nipples alternately erect with my
thumb and forefinger. Ann pulls my head to her and opens
her mouth to greet my lips. I continue to massage her
breasts, and she thrusts her tongue into my mouth.
I feel a hand on my blood-engorged cock. Ann's hands are
holding my face. It must be Sue. I look back and am
shocked to see Jerry stroking my erect penis up and
down. I am even more shocked at my own feelings. I am
not repulsed. I like having my friend Jerry's intimate
touch. Tugging gently on my cock, Jerry moves my lower
body over Ann and inserts me deeply into her already wet
vagina. Jerry caresses my rigid cock shaft with his
finger tips back and forth, and then I sink all the way
to the balls into Ann.
"Oooohhhh!" Ann and I moan at the same time.
Jerry and Sue exchange looks and smile. "It looks like
they're having fun."
Sue says. "Let's help some more."
Sue kneels beside the couch near our hips and reaches
between my legs to caress my testicles. Jerry puts one
of his hands on my ass and slides the other between my
body and Ann's so that he can play with her breasts. Ann
reaches down to touch her own clit - her favorite way to
make herself come when we are having sex. I lift my hips
a little to accommodate her, and suddenly both Ann and
Sue are touching my genitals. Both women caress my sex,
and then Ann opens her labia to find her clit. Sue holds
my balls with her fingers while her thumb finds my anus.
She inserts her thumb to the first joint, and I moan and
this unexpected invasion.
I begin thrusting into Ann with a slow rhythm. We are
both very excited by the presence of Sue and Jerry and
the touch of their hands all over our bodies. I feel
Jerry's hands rubbing my back as I thrust. My buttocks
quiver with each stroke into Ann's cunt. Her vaginal
muscles are beginning to grip my prick like a velvet
fist on each upstroke, as if she doesn't want me to go
out.
I feel Sue's mouth on the crack of my ass, kissing and
licking. Soon her tongue joins her thumb, and I feel her
wet tongue thrusting into me ever so briefly. Quickly,
her sensuous lips move down toward my balls, and she
sucks each in turn gently into the warm cavern of her
mouth.
Ann and I are both breathing deeply and heavily. I match
her rhythm and know that I am close to climaxing.
Jerry's attention to Ann's breasts and my cock thrusting
into her has brought Ann to the brink also.
"I'm almost there, honey. Hang on just a second and wait
for me." Ann gasps into my ear. Jerry begins moving his
kisses toward Ann's neck, and he puts his tongue in
Ann's ear. She groans out loud and through clenched
teeth says, "Here it is now. Aaaaahhhh. It's so good!"
Ann's hips buck four or five times underneath me, and I
can feel my cock throbbing inside her clenching vagina.
I release my own climax. The two of us are jerking
together with spasms.
Sue's pleasure instincts are so good! Right at the
height of my orgasm, she starts rubbing the base of my
cock shaft right behind my balls. Spurts of my white
semen must be splashing all over her vaginal walls. I
think I am going to literally explode. I see red, and
gasp, "Oh God, that's good! I love you, Ann!"
Still embedded in Ann, I rest my head on her shoulder.
Jerry rubs my back and legs, and Sue comes around to
give Ann a gentle kiss on the lips. Then Sue kisses me.
Exhausted as I am, the touch of her lips still
electrifies me. Jerry sees my reaction and bends down to
kiss Ann. All four of us know instantly that something
unique is going to happen.
I roll off of Ann and sit on the floor beside the couch.
Ann lays back on the couch, her thighs wide open, and
she tousles my hair with her fingers. Her labia are
thick and swollen, just like my soft semi-hard penis.
Jerry and Sue are really hot. Tears of pre-cum are
dripping from the tip of Jerry's large cock. It bobs out
in front of him with a slightly upward tilt. It must be
9" long. They lay on the floor in front of us, and Jerry
begins to explore Sue's vulva. The tip of her clitoris
is just peeking out of the top of her slit. They grab
each other and kiss passionately.
Jerry has Sue lean back on her elbows and spread her
legs so that the firelight illumines her vagina for us.
Her sparse blonde pubic hair goes down around her cunt
lips and peter's out near her asshole. Jerry pulls her
outer cunt lips away from her cunt maybe one and a half
inches, exposing her inner lips which do not protrude
much and are softly jagged in contour.
Ann whispers to Sue, "How can you take all of Jerry? He
is so large."
Sue smiles and replies, "My vagina is pretty tight all
the time, but it is plenty deep. My G spot is especially
important to me. It is maybe an inch or so up into the
canal on the front side. Kind of right behind my
clitoris. I love to be stimulated there with either a
finger or by a carefully placed cock, and Jerry's cock
is shaped just right to hit it."
I can't believe the sudden urge I have to have Jerry's
pretty cock in my mouth. It is the first time I have
seen him erect. I also have an urge to help guide his
cock into Sue - just like he did for me and Ann. Sue
bends over Jerry's cock and begins to pleasure him.
Sue's mouth captures the head of his cock, and her lips
work their way down towards the base. Her hand cups the
thick, wrinkled skin of his hairy scrotum, rubbing his
testicles to make him moan. She engulfs his cock with
her mouth and slides her mouth up and down on his penis,
making him buck his hips.
Ann and I watch, transfixed by this erotic sight. We are
wondering when he is going to spurt, but Sue stops
sucking him and draws her mouth slowly away, licking the
underside of his glans as she does so. Then Sue lays
back on the shag rug, spreading her legs to reveal the
moist opening of her sex.
I lean over and whisper to Ann, "My God, she is gorgeous
and desirable!"
Ann replies, "I've never really thought about another
woman's body until today. Sue's beauty is so sensuous
and stunning. I can't believe I'm getting wet just
thinking about her."
"I understand what you're feeling. I'm having some of
the same erotic thoughts about Jerry." I tell her and
kiss her warmly just as Jerry buries his face into Sue's
pelt.
Jerry buries his nose between Sue's swollen labia and
licks his girlfriend deep inside her sex, stroking Sue's
clitoris with his thumb and probing her tiny asshole
with his finger. Sue begins to buck like mad, and then
she has a vigorous climax, showering Jerry's face with
her cum. She is gasping his name, begging him to screw
her. As Jerry mounts her, my hand slips down to Ann's
juicy cunt. Two of my fingers enter her as Jerry's cock
penetrates Sue's tight vagina.
He holds himself above her with his strong, muscular
arms. His buttocks bunch with the strain, and his pelvis
thrusts down and back firmly and aggressively as he
screws Sue.
Ann rotates her hip toward me and moves against my hand
as we watch Jerry's penis glisten in the firelight. His
cock is long and hard and wet with Sue's juices, sliding
in and out of her wet, blonde forest of hair. Her ass
thrusts against him, and her breasts shake every time
his balls impact her groin. My cock grows hard against
Ann's thigh as we watch them. Her hand comes down to
caress me as I thrust lightly against her flesh. I
continue massaging her vagina and clit while my friends
make love on the carpet before us.
Now, Jerry and Sue are thrusting at each other in a
frenzy of passion. The sounds of their love are loud -
skin slapping wetly on skin, grunting and moaning. The
smell of an aroused cunt permeates the whole room. I
don't know whether I am smelling Sue or Ann. Sue's
climax is upon her. She is under Jerry, and her tight
vagina is clasping his erection like a vice. Her moans
and cries become a deep sensual purr.
Jerry tightens, and his balls are pulled up under his
cock. The tip of his dick burns deep inside Sue, and
finally, he lets out a loud growl of unbearable pleasure
and spurts all over the walls of Sue's pleasure cave.
His hips and buttocks jerk with each of several spasms.
The spasms occur further apart, and with one final
convulsion, Jerry's full weight sags down for a second
on Sue's sweaty body. She bears his weight easily until
Jerry pulls out and rolls to her side, nuzzling her neck
in gratitude. Even limp, Jerry's cock is unusually long
and lays floppily across Sue's thigh. She pats his cock
like a good friend and hugs Jerry.
I am no longer masturbating Ann with my fingers and am
holding her against me as she recovers from her own
orgasm. She came when Jerry did, but her hips and thighs
and sex are still quivering with passion. When she
finally catches her breath, she gasps, "My whole body is
quivering. I've never been so high with sex! Being with
you guys is incredible!"
Jerry's stomach rumbles noisily and breaks our exhausted
silence, and he volunteers to go out to the kitchen for
some turkey leftovers. We all realize we haven't eaten
anything since we were at Fisherman's Wharf in the late
afternoon.
Ann offers to help Jerry - her shyness about being naked
in front us is apparently gone. Maybe it is the
luxuriously sensual mood we are all in. It feels like
there is permission for anything as long as it is not
harmful. Anyway, Ann's nude form sways gracefully as she
rises to follow Jerry into the kitchen.
Sue and I watch her rear end as she rounds the corner
into the next room. When she is gone, we smile at each
other comfortably as we relax by the fireplace. I recall
that this house has an outdoor hot tub on the front
patio overlooking the surf. Without clothing, I step
through the sliding glass doors and turn the heater on.
The instructions left by the owners promise that the
water will heat up in 20 minutes.
Sue loves the thought of the hot tub. She tells me, "It
gets me completely hot and bothered, and I usually find
myself reading erotic stories in the Jacuzzi with a hot
jet of water pulsating over my cunt." That image started
tingling sensations in my groin, and I reach over to
caress Sue's back. She is lying prone on the carpet. My
hands travel down her back to her buttocks.
Sue murmurs, "I love to be massaged, especially my ass
cheeks and my feet. It's such a sensuous feeling." The
food isn't ready yet so I straddle Sue's legs and begin
to knead her asscheeks. Her ass is pretty tight, and I
grip and twist her buttocks as if I were making bread.
Occasionally, my thumbs stray into her crack and brush
the sparse blonde hairs around her rectum. Each time I
do this, Sue shivers and moans.
Sue, by her own example, is teaching all of us so much
about sensuality. Spreading her legs, I kneel between
them with Sue's knees on either side of me. The bottom
of her vulva and her anus just above wink and glisten at
me in the firelight. Her smell surrounds me. My hands
work down her thighs, to her calves, to her feet. I
massage her feet one at a time, slipping my fingers in
between her toes, rubbing the bottom of her arch with my
thumb. She has high arches.
Turning my attention back to Sue's lovely ass, I lean
forward and run both hands up her inner thighs until my
fingers are just brushing her pubic hair but not quite
touching her labia. I am aware that Jerry and Ann have
returned with food and wine and are silently watching my
massage of Sue. Ann nods at me and smiles.
I grasp Sue's sex with my hand and let my middle finger
slide through her damp pubic hair and slip between her
labia. Bending over her, I kiss her asscheek and tease
her clitoris fleetingly with the tip of my middle
finger. Slapping her butt gently with my other hand, I
say, "Let's eat!"
Sue laughs and rolls over enjoying the tease, but we are
all hungry. We each make our own cold turkey sandwiches
with cranberry sauce and all of the trimmings. Ann has
zapped the turkey dressing to heat it, and Jerry has
opened a bottle of merlot for us. Ah, the good things!
My hunger is subsiding after two turkey sandwiches, and
I notice the steam rising from the hot tub out on the
front patio. "Looks like our communal bath is ready," I
announce. I lead the way and dip a toe into the water.
Must be close to 100 degrees.
I ease into the tub gingerly - "Aaahhhh," I sigh. Ann
and Sue and Jerry follow eagerly, and soon, all of us
are luxuriating in the hot bath, and each of us has
found a jet to massage our butt and lower back. The tub
is small, and the four of us fill it. Our knees touch
each other, but we are not sure who is touching who. So
everyone explores and touches everyone. Our nudity no
longer seems daring - just natural. I rub my groin and
ass and armpits and feel squeaky clean. Then I try to
rub Ann's groin, but she giggles and pulls away. We are
feeling pretty mellow.
The sky is unusually clear for the coast at this time of
year. It is about 1030 pm, and there is no moon so the
stars are brilliant. We help each other pick out the
different constellations. The Milky Way splashes gaudily
across the whole sky. Down the beach to the south we can
see the glow of the Monterey Peninsula lights. Just to
the north is the glow of the City of Santa Cruz. In
between is the continuous line of rolling surf - white
phosphorescent in the dark.
After about 20 minutes, conversation slows and stops,
and we are all feeling warm and sleepy. Jerry is first
out of the tub, and his long, soft cock swings and drips
as the hot water cascades off of his nude body. Once
outside the hot tub, his flesh puts out steam into the
starlight. Jerry says he is bushed and ready for bed. We
all silently agree, and very shortly the house lights
are off, and we are all in bed. Ann and I crash into our
king bed without bothering to shut the door or put on
sleepwear. Surf sounds lull us to sleep.
CHAPTER 3
Something warm is nuzzling my groin. Something wet and
hot engulfs my cockhead. I pretend to sleep but am
instantly aware that Ann is giving me a wake-up present
on this lovely Saturday morning at the beach. I hold her
head gently in my hands as she services me. My usual
morning hard-on fills her mouth.
"Oh, Ann. It feels so good..." I mutter in a sleepy
voice. My appreciation stimulates her, and her head
moves up and down faster. She sucks and licks more
vigorously. My hips start to buck involuntarily, and a
few seconds later, I come in her mouth. She drains me
and squeezes out the last drops. My orgasm leaves a
light sheen of sweat on my chest and belly, and I lay
back limp - my eyes open and my body satiated. The good
things never end!
Ann crawls up to give my lips a morning kiss - a sloppy,
wet one this morning, and I taste myself. She says,
"Your cock and balls are so clean from the hot tub that
I wanted to suck you off. Without that pungent male odor
that your crotch usually has, your cum has a slightly
different flavor. I like it."
"Thanks for the kiss and for the morning relief,
darling." I reply. "God - Now I've got to piss like a
race horse!" I get up bare-ass to go to the bathroom and
notice Sue and Jerry grinning in the doorway. They have
been watching us the whole time. I blush deeply and
grin.
"You guys put on quite a show so early in the morning,"
Jerry says. "What else is on the agenda for today?"
"How about a walk on the beach before coffee? The tide
is low, and we can chase sand pipers and look for sand
dollars. Then we can have lunch in Carmel By The Sea and
visit some of the shops." That plan is enthusiastically
endorsed by Sue and Ann, and we all begin to throw on
some clothes. We don't need much because there is still
no fog, and the sun is out and warming up the beach
already.
Carmel is fun, but expensive. Lunch is pretty fancy for
us, but we enjoy it for a change. Afterward, we split up
with Jerry and me looking for men's stuff. Sue and Ann
say that they will cover everything else. Jerry and I
stop for a beer, and Jerry talks a lot about feeling the
pressure in his law firm for billable hours. Working as
an attorney is different than he thought it would be
when he was at U. C. Berkeley's School of Law. He would
like to start his own law practice but feels that he
hasn't established the contacts yet.
I tell Jerry about being a reporter and confess that I
would really like to be writing a novel. The grind for
"printable" news is relentless, and I have a very
different idea than my editor about what is "printable
copy". But I have two kids to raise, and I need the
money. We both promise each other that we will strive
harder to "Do It Now!" and then continue to meander
through Carmel's quaint, picturesque streets.
Jerry ends up buying a Genuine Stetson straw hat for
$50, and I settle on a carving of a mother grey whale
with her calf on her back. Ann brings back a sweater and
a book on The Art of Massage that Sue recommended. Sue
has three charcoal sketches of women of different ages.
She says that they caught her eye and reminded her of
her mother and herself.
Plunking our booty in the trunk of the car, we make
tracks back to our special beach house for our last
night together. We want to get there before sunset and
just make it by 5 pm. By the time we get our wine out to
the sand, the sun is already a huge orange orb, and the
light is reflecting pink and purple. There is a breeze,
and we get sweaters and hike together 2 or 3 miles down
the beach to where the Pajaro River enters the Pacific
just above Moss Landing. The brisk walk in the salt air
is refreshing.
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Back in our snug and now familiar beach house, I light
the last DuraFlame log, and we cluster on the floor by
the fireplace. This is a magic piece of carpet for the
four of us after last night. As we relax, we talk about
the day and then about our feelings for each other. The
atmosphere definitely gets charged when Ann starts
talking about how beautiful it was last night watching
Sue and Jerry's bodies and seeing them make love. Ann
confesses how attracted she is to Sue and how surprised
and confused she is by that attraction.
"It seems so strange to be over 30 years old and
thinking about being intimate with another woman for the
first time." Ann admits.
Sue says she feels the same way about Ann and thanks her
for the compliments. Sue leans across my lap to Ann and
kisses her gently, tentatively on the mouth. Ann
hesitates for just an instant and then opens her mouth
to receive Sue's tongue. Ann's face is flushed, and I
can't tell whether it is from arousal or embarrassment -
or both. Feeling their instant passion, I slip out from
between them and leave the two women to begin to explore
their new world.
Jerry and I are tremendously excited by seeing Ann and
Sue pressing their bodies into one another and
disrobing. We begin pleasuring ourselves and expose our
already erect cocks. We stroke ourselves in the manner
we each had developed from long habit and years of
masturbatory practice. I am awed by the full length of
Jerry's hard cock and imagine my hand squeezing him.
Our eyes turn to Ann's breasts because Sue has exposed
them to the firelight, and her mouth clamps fiercely
down on the nearest one. Sue acts like a thirsty
suckling at her mother's teat, and Ann moans aloud.
"Let's get these off," Ann mutters, and both women
separate for a few seconds and hurriedly strip off their
clothing, including shoes and socks. Our eyes are
riveted on their completely nude bodies.
Ann sucks on Sue's slightly larger breasts until Sue's
nipples lengthen and darken in color with their flat
tips - like pencil erasers. Ann doesn't stop here but
proceeds to kiss and lick her way down to Sue's pubic
hair. She nuzzles it and smells Sue's strong, musky
odor. Sue opens her thighs to give Ann better access,
and her odor reaches Jerry and me. Ann's tongue is
impatient, and she quickly pushes through Sue's labia
and finds her clitoris. Ann licks circles around it with
the tip of her tongue, teasing it, not quite touching
it.
Sue grimaces and shows clenched teeth. She grunts, "Do
it to me there, Ann. I need it now. Suck me off." Sue
lays back on the carpet now with knees up and thighs
wide spread. She displays her sex to all of us. Ann
plunges her middle finger into Sue's vagina. Sue is
sopping wet. Ann adds two more fingers and licks Sue's
clit as she thrusts. "Where did you learn this, Ann?"
Sue gasps. "It is so good - so wonderful. I love it."
"I'm just doing what I would like you to do to me," Ann
mumbles around a mouthful of Sue's redolent twat. Sue is
now pumping her hips against my wife's face. I am
transfixed by the shocking eroticism of the two women.
Jerry and I both are dripping pre-cum by now as we
stroke our swollen cocks. I discard caution and gently
reach out and put my hand around Jerry's long, thin
cock. I had held him briefly last night when I guided
him into Sue, but this time was for me, I admit to
myself. I am finally stroking another man's cock from
base to tip. Jerry lays back enjoying my caress. With my
thumb, I smear his tears of pre-cum around the head of
his weeping cock. I reach over with my other hand and
cup the hairy, wrinkled thick skin of his scrotum and
feel his testicles trapped inside. I stroke him more
rapidly up and down, and he moans that I am doing good.
I start to spit on my hand for lubrication, and then in
the instant decide to take a more direct approach. I
lean my mouth toward Jerry's quivering prick. Sue and
Ann turn to watch me suck cock for the first time. I
tease Jerry and them by licking his balls until the
scrotum skin tightens and then the base of his cock.
Then I lick up and down the shaft and all around the
head. I touch the tip of his cock with the tip of my
tongue, tasting him.
"Suck me, please suck me now," Jerry murmured
impatiently. This is it! I swallow the first six inches
of Jerry's cock, and it hits the back of my throat.
Jerry tries to pump further into me. I can't believe
I've got my best friend's cock in my mouth. I want him
to feel good. I begin to pump his shaft with my fist and
suck passionately on the flared glans - paying special
attention with the tip of my tongue to that sensitive
nerve bundle just behind the head that feels so good on
me.
"Oh, yesssssss!" Jerry cries. He holds my head against
his groin with his hands and watches Sue and Ann. Sue is
bucking frantically with Ann's face buried in her muff,
and I know she is just about to climax or has already
started. Jerry's own orgasm overtakes him, and
everything is blotted out. His cock swells up in my
mouth, and his balls tighten up further. He spurts
stream after stream of warm semen into my mouth. The
taste is bland and a little salty - not disgusting at
all. I suck all of him up until I feel him softening in
my mouth. I keep licking him until he is too tender and
begs me to stop. I chuckle and am gleeful that I have
been able to give Jerry this much pleasure.
Ann is lapping Sue's wet cunt after her orgasm. Sue
twists around so that she can get to Ann's sex at the
same time. She kneels over Ann on her elbows and knees
and plunges her tongue into Ann. At the same time, she
grasps Ann's ass cheeks and probes her anus with her
middle finger. Ann is very quick and has a small orgasm
almost immediately. "Don't stop!" she gasps. "I'm going
to come again." Sue presses her face into Ann's vagina,
and Ann has another orgasm. This is a violent one, and
she freezes up rigidly as she goes over the edge, and
then she bucks powerfully against her lover seven or
eight times. It goes on for over a minute.
Both women are licking and grooming each other. Then
they sit up and kiss tenderly and lean back against the
couch. Their faces are blissful. They smile at each
other and at us with lidded eyes.
"Tom hasn't come yet," says Jerry.
"We'll fix that in a hurry," Sue replies with a laugh.
"Here, let me have that pretty cock. Oh, so thick and
hard." Sue swallows all of it, grasping my balls at the
same time. I am kneeling in front of Sue, who is sitting
on the floor, and she is sucking me off expertly. Jerry
crawls over behind me and starts to lick the crack of my
ass. Soon his tongue is on my asshole and is poking
inside.
Ann gets up on the couch and kisses me passionately,
thrusting her tongue into my mouth. I am overwhelmed
with the caring of my wife and friends and with the
sensations they are giving me. I am drowning in
pleasure, and within 30 seconds I am spurting semen
around the inside of Sue's mouth like a fire hose.
Sue swallows every drop, leans back and looks up at me,
"I'm hungry, Tom. That was just an appetizer. I think
I'm ready for a bottle of wine and some more turkey
leftovers." For emphasis, she tugs gently on my rapidly
softening cock.
The turkey leftovers drill goes pretty quickly the
second time around. We are veterans, and besides, the
turkey and trimmings are almost gone. Sue is the
hungriest. The rest of us just nibble, eat cheese and
crackers and sip a pinot noir.
Feeling Sue's mouth on my cock for a few moments brings
back all of my fantasies about her. I have been making
it with her in my imagination since I first saw her on
the beach Thursday. She is sipping her wine and leaning
on the couch as I coax her to spread her legs. Soon I am
oblivious to all else as I grab her ass and pull my face
into her hairy, wet cunt. Jerry sees me make my move and
seizes the opportunity to make love to Ann. I think Ann
has been hoping that this would happen ever since she
saw Jerry's long, thin penis.
Sue accepts my clumsy advances willingly, and she groans
as I eat her aroused, sticky vagina. She opens herself
wide and slides her cunt down to meet my face, and I
grab her ass in both hands and pull her to me. My tongue
plunges into her, and she twists her hips to let me get
even deeper. I feel like her vagina is sucking on my
tongue. Her love tunnel is tight and narrow, and my
tongue fills it.
Sue wants me in her now! She pulls me up by the armpits
and grasps my cock. Deftly she pulls my chest to hers
with one arm and slips my penis into her cunt with the
other. I am hard, and she is wet, and I go in to the
hilt in one smooth stroke. Sue's body accepts my
invasion, "Unnnggghhh!" she groans as I slide deeply
into her. My cock feels like an iron bar. Sue's vagina
milks me and grips me and refuses to let me withdraw.
When I pull out of her and attempt to return, her grip
on my cock makes me feel like I am forcing my way into a
virgin. For me, Sue's acceptance is the peak moment of
the weekend, culminating all she has taught us and all
we have learned together.
Ann and Jerry are on the floor beside us - Ann squatting
over Jerry's groin. She grasps his cock and slowly
lowers herself onto it. Then she rocks side to side to
completely impale herself on it. Jerry is thrusting
involuntarily and gasping at Ann's aggressive eroticism.
As she moves up and down on his cock, Jerry massages her
breasts. Her smaller left breast is almost completely
covered by his hand. Watching Ann and Jerry distracts me
from the sensations that Sue's pussy is providing for me
and allows me to last a little longer. I am sweating and
already about to burst deep in Sue.
Sue senses my impending orgasm and my control ebbing,
and she gently disconnects and turns to present her ass
to me as she lays her head and breasts on the couch.
Reaching back between her legs, she grasps my erection
and guides me back into her hot vagina from the rear. It
is a new feeling, and I gain a small measure of control.
Sue tells me that in this position, my thrusts will hit
her G spot and give her the best orgasm. My hands rest
on her butt, and I thrust deeply into her. Sue bows her
head and backs into me to make the penetration deeper.
My thumb grazes her anus and probes this virgin
territory gently.
Somehow Ann has been able take all of Jerry into her. He
is gritting his teeth trying to hold on for a few more
seconds. Ann is rubbing her clit furiously as she squats
on Jerry's cock. Suddenly she goes over the edge
grunting, "Now, lover, I'm coming now. Let me have your
juices now, Jerry." She feels Jerry spurting streams of
semen into her hot sex and cries out, "Oh, you're
coming. I can feel you inside me." I watch my wife take
her new lover, and enjoy seeing her pleasure herself
with such a large cock. I don't think I would feel this
way if Jerry weren't my best friend.
Sue's vagina is grasping me more tightly, and seeing my
wife's orgasm sends me to the edge. "Do my clit now,
Tom." Sue gasps. "Do my clit right now, and I'll come
like a rocket." I reach around her thigh and place my
fingers on her pussy. I can feel my prick pushing in and
out of her. It's not hitting her clit because I am
coming into her from behind. With my fingers, I dip into
the front of her vagina and smear her own juices up onto
her clitoris. Then I stroke it up and down like crazy.
"Aaaiiieeeeeeee!" Sue screams. "It's so good. Don't stop
moving, Tom!
Oh God, Tom. God it feels so good. Oh, Tom, fuck me.
Make love to me. Oh, yes!" Sue bucks back against me and
twists her pelvis as she grips my penis with a vice
grip. She shudders once, twice, three times... and
finally a fourth and last time. These spasms take over
her entire body.
I begin plunging into Sue's vagina now with so much
force that my balls slap against her hairy pubic mound
repeatedly. Just he thought of screwing this vision of
sensuality is enough to bring on a terrific climax. I
know that Ann is watching me with this wonderful woman
in the most intimate way. My hips move faster and
faster, and I feel a storm of energy. It's happening.
I'm there, and my cock is blasting sperm into Sue's
vagina from the rear. I feel like my insides are
squirting out. It's over. I'm exhausted, and I lean down
against Sue's back and hug her to me with my hands on
her breasts.
Ann reaches out to catch my limp penis as it flops out
of Sue. She uses it as a handle to pull me over to lay
beside her, and she kisses me and nibbles on my ear as
she whispers that she loves me. Sue and Jerry have found
each other also.
The four of us laying in front of the dying fire make a
stunning tableau. Ann and I would have said a week ago
that this could never happen to us - that we would never
swap partners - never join eagerly in a foursome. Yet
all of that has occurred in the last three days.
We are all too exhausted to sort it all out. Jerry and
Sue have to leave early on Sunday. It is time for bed -
no one even wants to use the hot tub. Each of us takes
the time to kiss and hug each of the other three. And
then it's goodnight.
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Epilogue
Thanksgiving at Pajaro Dunes happened 13 years ago. We
haven't seen Jerry and Sue since that time. Jerry
married Sue and moved to the East Coast. The two of them
are both "free spirits", and they divorced after a
couple of years. Jerry and I haven't done the backpack
trips either - crossing the continent was just too far
to go. We do keep up with them through Christmas cards
and occasional letters, and we promise each other to
visit, but we never do.
Jerry now practices law as a sole practitioner and is
doing quite well in a tough economic market. He does
personal injury work, and his last Christmas letter told
me that he had just settled a spilled coffee case for
over $4 million. He re-married and started a family with
a woman who worked for his firm and was 10 years younger
than him.
Sue never re-married and moved to New Hampshire. She
writes terrific erotic stories on the alt.sex.stories
newsgroup and uses the handle "SueNH". She loves her
little red Miatta convertible sports car.
Ann and I learned a lot about ourselves during that
unique weekend in 1982. Labels like hetero and homo-
sexual have lost a lot of meaning for me. We are all
simply sexual, and sensuality is as vital to us as fresh
air. Our bodies are not as trim as they were then, but
our sensuality is more delicious than ever. For that, we
offer the most profound thanksgiving.
The End
Tom
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It's okay to *READ* stories about unprotected sex with
others outside a monogamous relationship. But it isn't
okay to *HAVE* unprotected sex with people other than
a trusted partner. You only have one body per lifetime,
so take good care of it!
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