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06/09/2009
Hi, Dan again.
When I woke up, it was early Saturday afternoon, about 1 o’clock (See “Thanksgiving” and Thanksgiving, Part 2”). Vicky was still asleep beside me. I got up and walked into the bathroom, drained the lizard, and decided that as long as Vicky was asleep I’d take a shower.
When I came out, Vicky was out of the bed and sitting on the chair against the wall, talking on her cell phone. As I walked over to her, she closed the phone and started towards the bathroom.
“There’s some food and wine coming from room service, Baby,” she said. “I’m taking a shower.” She gave me a quick kiss on the lips and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Sure enough, about 10 minutes later, the room service meal arrived. I could hear the shower running, but I called through the door, “Food’s here, Sweetie.”
Vicky answered, “Be out in a minute. Save me some.”
I opened the wine, poured two glasses and uncovered the food. I heard the shower stop and a couple of minutes later Vicky walked out, drying herself with a towel. I pushed the cart beside the bed and we both crawled into bed naked and started to eat. Vicky was quiet, but I figured she was probably pretty hungry by now.
After we both ate, we drank some wine and started making out. The more we kissed, the hotter both of us became. Soon Vicky put my hand against her wet pussy and whispered into my ear, “Make love to me, husband.” I was ready to oblige. I went down on her, licking that wet, soft pussy until she was worked into a frenzy. She started saying, “Fuck me, Baby. Fuck me, now”. But instead, I started pushing my fingers deep into her pussy. First just one, then two, three, four, and finally my whole hand. I knew Vicky liked to be fist-fucked and I fisted her for a good ten minutes. After about 2 or 3 minutes she started to come. She was squirting, with liquid spraying one to two feet into the air as she laid on her back. Finally, when she was literally screaming, “Fuck me, dammit. Fuck me”, I pulled my hand out of her, crawled up her body, and shoved my hard, throbbing cock into her pussy.
She came again and again. She was sticking her tongue down my throat, arching her body into the air, and finally wrapped her legs around me, pulling me into her with a series of repeated contractions of her leg muscles. She was unbelievably strong when she was having multiple orgasms. Finally, she released her leg lock on me, just before I was about to come, and said, “Fuck my throat. Shove your cock into my mouth, Baby.”
I pulled my weight off of her and she turned herself across the bed with her head hanging over the side. I stood beside the bed, put my cock into her mouth, and started shoving it down her throat. As my whole cock slid into her throat, she opened her mouth even wider and using her hands, she pushed my balls completely inside her mouth. This allowed me to force my cock even farther down her. She was already gagging and for just a moment I thought that if she had some sort of spasm, my sex life would be seriously changed forever.
But she held her mouth wide open, allowing me to get as far down her throat as I could. I could see my cock pressing against her neck. I put my hands on her neck and started to stoke it. I could feel it on my cock. I started making slow, long strokes with both hands up and down Vicky’s neck. I realized I was masturbating myself while I had my cock inside her throat. That really turned me on. Then Vicky went limp and she stopped moving. I knew she had choked on my cock and had passed out. I pulled even harder and faster on her neck and suddenly came violently inside her. After several thrusts as I emptied my cum into her throat, my orgasm stopped and I quickly pulled my balls and my shrinking dick out of her mouth. She wasn’t breathing. I put my mouth over hers and blew air into her. Just one big breath was all it took. Suddenly she started coughing and gagging and spit my own cum back into my mouth. I didn’t care. I swallowed my own cum as my sexy, erotic wife coughed her way back to consciousness.
A few moments later her coughing subsided and she opened her eyes slowly. She pulled my face back to her cum soaked mouth and kissed me and then said quietly, “I love you, husband. I love you and no one else. I need you to remember that.”
I whispered back to her, “I know, Sweetheart. I know.”
We held each other for a while. At some point I drifted off for 10 or 15 minutes. When I awoke, Vicky was back in the shower. She came out and started to dry off.
“So, what are you up to doing tonight?” I asked her. “Maybe we can go to another club. It is Saturday night.”
She sat down on the bed next to me. “Do you love me unconditionally?” she asked.
“I let you fuck other men. I let you go home with men you’ve just met. Of course I love you unconditionally,” I answered. I wasn’t sure where she was going with this.
“And you know that I love you unconditionally. You know that while I love to fuck other men, I could never love any of them, right?” she asked. I nodded. She suddenly seemed very serious about something. She laid down next to me, put her head on my shoulder and whispered, “I really need to hear that you love me.”
Again, I said, “Yes, Vicky, I love you. I’ll always love you. Why do you keep asking?”
“Because your love for me is about to be tested like never before,” she replied. “Because tonight I’m not going out to a club with you. “ She hesitated. “I have a date.”
That took me back for just a moment. My wife picked up strangers in a bar and fucked them. Sometimes she got drunk and went home with them. But she had never referred to any of these trysts as a “date”.
“A date?” was all I could say.
“Yes, Baby. Remember Joey from Wednesday night?” she asked.
“You mean the guy with a fence post between his legs?” I replied.
She smiled. “Yes, that’s the one. I called him earlier today. He’s going to be here at six to pick me up. He’s taking me out for dinner and dancing at a club downtown. I don’t know what club, but he said it’s a special club and he wants us to go there together. I said ‘yes’. Baby, I’ve just have to have more of that cock. I’ve never been fucked like that before. Please understand. It’s not him I want, it’s his cock.”
I almost made a joke about how I could arrange to have her get that cock without him attached to it, but realized Vicky was being too serious to appreciate that. She really wanted to fuck that monster cock. I remembered how she was Thursday morning in the hotel room with him. I also knew that she was really scared about how I would react to her going out on a planned date with him.
I was quiet for 2 or 3 minutes as I thought about this. Vicky just stared at me. Finally I said, “Sweetheart, I won’t lie to you. I’m not real thrilled about you making a date with a guy and going out with him. But, that said, I won’t try to stop you. I won’t get mad at you. And I won’t stop loving you. I saw his cock. I understand the attraction. I just worry that your attraction for his cock will transfer to an attraction for him. I don’t want to lose you.”
She kissed me, again. “Won’t ever happen,” she said. “I love you and only you. But for tonight – and just so we’re clear, I mean all night – just for tonight, I want to let him fuck me into oblivion. I want orgasms that won’t stop all night. Honey, I just want to be fucked by the biggest cock I’ve ever seen.”
“Okay”, I said, “I love you and want you to be happy. Go fuck the Cock Ness Monster.”
I can have the strangest sense of humor at the strangest times. Vicky laughed and kissed me again. “Thank you, Baby. Thank you. And I want you to know something else. I don’t want you sitting here all night waiting for me. I want you to go out. There are lots of horny women in this town. I want you to fuck one of them – Hell fuck two of them if you can. I want you to enjoy yourself, too. Now promise me you’ll go out.”
I promised. Then Vicky went back in the bathroom to get ready. It was already almost 5 and Joey was coming at 6 – no pun intended.
Vicky came out of the bathroom and opened the closet. She dug through the bags we had bought at the mall until she found the one she wanted. She pulled out a new dress to wear tonight. It occurred to me that she must have been planning to see Joey again even while we were shopping on Friday.
The dress was the most revealing I had ever seen her wear. It was backless, with a strap that was attached to both sides of the front and went around her neck. It was so short on her that the bottom of her ass showed beneath it even when she was standing. In front, while her pussy couldn’t be seen under the dress, I could tell that it stopped right at the edge of her vagina lips. The dress was silver in color, but the material was sheer. Her breasts and nipples showed through the top of the dress. In the back, about an inch of the top of her ass crack showed in the bare back area. Much of the rest of her ass was visible through the sheer material below. And in front, you could see all the way down her belly to the top edge of her pussy. The only thing that prevented you from actually seeing her pussy was the 2 inch hem of the dress, where the material was folded over.
I watched in amazement as my wife continued to get ready for her date with this guy. She put a white gold chain necklace on and a smaller white gold chain ankle bracelet. She pulled new silver heels out of the bag that matched the dress perfectly. She put on her makeup to finish the look. Vicky always wore some makeup, but tonight she put it on heavier than I’d ever seen. She had silver eye shadow and a dark blue eyeliner. She put on long dark lashes and sprinkled small amounts of silver sparkle on her cheekbones below her eyes. She finished off this look with a dark blue liner around her lips and silver lipstick. She looked like either a movie star or a high-class hooker. Whichever it was, I got hard just looking at her.
She was just blotting her lips when there was a knock on the room door. She blew me an “air kiss” as she walked by to open the door. I heard Joey say “Hi” and then heard an audible gasp from him. “Wow, you are even more beautiful than I ever imagined,” he said.
“Thank you, Baby,” Vicky cooed, as she picked up her silver shoulder purse and walked out the door, closing it behind her. My wife just left on a date with another man. She looked more beautiful and sexy than I had ever seen her. She already said she was spending the night with him. I knew she wanted to fuck that huge, hard cock of his. She said she still loved me and she’d be back. I just wasn’t so sure of that.
I laid there for about an hour, and then got into the shower. I decided that I would keep my promise to Vicky. I was going to go back to Club Ice tonight. There were a lot of hot looking women there and with a little luck I’d get one of them to come back to the room with me. While my wife was out fucking another man, I’d be fucking another woman. I wasn’t sure that was how marriage worked for most people, but it seemed to be working that way for us. I started getting dressed and I was actually excited about meeting some strange woman and fucking her. My little cock was looking forward to it, too.
After going through the search ritual at the front door, I walked into Club Ice and found a stool at the service bar. I watched the dancers on the dance floor and the girls on the cage platforms. I remembered Vicky’s dance last night. The memory was beginning to give me quite a hard-on when I heard someone call my name.
I looked around and a beautiful young redhead was standing beside me. I’ve found there are two types of redheads in this world – really ugly ones and unbelievably beautiful ones. This was one of the latter. I didn’t recognize her but she obviously knew my name.
“Do I know you?” I asked, a little sheepishly, because I hate forgetting someone’s name when they remember mine.
“I’m Lori Pinkney. You don’t remember me, do you?” she replied.
I searched my memory. The name sounded slightly familiar, but I couldn’t place her face.
“Do you remember Linda Pinkney?” she asked, smiling.
Linda Pinkney was the girl I dated for my last 3 years of high school. She was my first love…and my first fuck. We drifted apart the year after high school when we both went away to different colleges. Then it hit me. “Little Lori?” I shouted. “The last time I saw you, you were like 12 years old!”
She laughed. “Well, I’m not twelve anymore – and I don’t go by ‘Little Lori’ anymore, either.”
“Of course, not,” I said. “I’m sorry.” Lori was Linda’s younger sister by about 5 years. She was only about 12 or 13 when I last saw her. And she definitely did not look then what she looked like now.
“How have you been? And how in the world did you recognize me?” I asked.
“Well, first of all, I’ve been fine. I live here in the city and I have a small accounting firm that I built from the ground up.” she answered.
“And how’s Linda?” I asked.
“She’s fine. She lives in the Chicago area, married, 2 kids, a dog, a cat, and several hamsters, guinea pigs, lizards, and rodents,” she laughed. “How about you? Did you ever get married?”
“Yes, I did,” I said.
“Are you still married? I watched you for a while before I got up the courage to come over and I didn’t see anyone with you.” she said.
“Yes, I’m still married. But she had some other plans for tonight, so I decided to come out and dance – or at least drink”, I laughed. We spent the next 30 minutes and two rounds of drinks catching up on our lives for the past twenty some years. Finally, after ordering our third round of drinks, I remembered she hadn’t answered one of my questions.
“Okay, so just how DID you recognize me after all these years? You didn’t answer me the first time.”
She looked at me. I believe she actually blushed. “You really don’t know, do you?”
“Know what?” I asked.
“All the years that you dated my sister, I had a HUGE crush on you. Didn’t you ever notice that when you came over to the house, I always sat myself close to you?”
I thought about it for a moment. Looking back, I could now see that’s what she had been doing. I smiled at her. “Well, you know at the time, I just thought of you as my girlfriend’s little sister who was always around when I wanted to be alone with Linda.”
She laughed. “I know. But from my viewpoint, you were the most handsome boy I knew. You were always so romantic with my sister, bringing her flowers and candy and so forth. And although I was the little sister who was always in the way, you were always polite and courteous to me and treated me with more respect than most little sisters ever get. You even brought me a single red rose on Valentine’s Day.”
“You know why I did that, don’t you?” I asked. She just looked at me. “I wanted to fuck your sister and I didn’t need you telling on us!” I laughed.
“Oh, the things I could have told about you,” she laughed. “You don’t even know. When you were about 16 and I was 11, you took Linda to some spring dance. You guys got home right at midnight. By this time my parents trusted you two so much that they didn’t even wait up. I was asleep in my bed, but awoke when the front door opened. I always was a light sleeper.”
“I wanted a drink of water or milk or something, so I got out of bed and crept over to the top of the stairs. I was going to ask Linda to bring something up for me. But you two were already on the sofa making out. I didn’t want to interrupt, so I waited for you to stop.”
“But then you started to take off her clothes. And she started to take off yours. I knew something about sex by then, but I had never seen it. I watched as the two of you got naked. You stood up to get your shoes and pants off your legs and I saw your cock. To me, it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Not really knowing much about hard-on’s, I couldn’t figure out how you kept all that in your pants and I had never noticed it before. I was fascinated.”
“Then you got back on the sofa, over top of Linda. I suddenly realized that I was really going to see you ‘do it’. I squeezed my face so far through the rails on the stairs that I almost got my head stuck between them. But when Linda came – when I saw her excitement and her emotional explosion when she had her orgasm – although I didn’t know that was what it was – when I saw that, I knew I wanted you to do that to me, too. I wanted you to fuck me.”
She leaned over, sucked lightly on my earlobe, then whispered, “And I still do.”
And I thought I had a hard-on when she first walked up. Here was a sexy, beautiful young woman who’s been waiting to fuck me for over twenty years. This is every man’s second most common fantasy (the first involving twins, of course) and this could actually happen tonight. I very well may have stopped breathing. I asked her if she wanted another drink.
“Only if we’re going to stay,” she answered.
I didn’t order. I led her by the hand out to my car in the parking lot. After I started the car, I laughed and said, “Okay, your place or mine?”
Lori laughed, too. “Mine. It’s only about a mile away.” She directed me down the street to a condominium complex and to a guest parking space. We walked into her townhouse style condominium. She made us both drinks and gave me the quick tour. Her townhouse was great and I told her so.
The tour ended at the master bedroom upstairs. There we sat our drinks on the cherry wood night stand and began to undress each other. With each piece of clothing that I removed from her, another area of her exquisite body was exposed. When she was completely naked, she pulled the pins and clips out of her hair and shook her head. The full effect of her stunning red hair and piercing green eyes was overwhelming. My cock was now screaming to explode. I was really afraid that I would come before I could fuck her.
She laid back on the bed, opened her legs, and said, “Fuck that obnoxious little sister you always hated.”
I laughed, “Obnoxious, yes, but I never hated you.”
She laughed, too. “Then make love to me. I’ve waited a long time for you.”
She was already wet. Juices were flowing out the bottom of her luscious pussy and onto the bed sheet. I wrapped my lips around one of her hard, red nipples and sucked gently. She gasped and said, “Harder.”
I sucked that nipple as hard as I could, stroking it with the edges of my teeth. I closed my teeth slightly around it, not biting hard, but nipping it enough so she could feel it. Then I plunged my cock into her warm, wet pussy. I pushed as hard and far as I could, feeling the head of my cock pushing against the back of her pussy. I wanted her to cry out in pain. But instead, she grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands and pulled me tight against her. I could actually feel her cumming around my cock. Her juices flowed out of her and down my balls. Then she wrapped her legs around my waist, under her arms. She squeezed me so hard I thought she would break my back. But I didn’t care. I wanted to make this little redhead cum harder than she ever had. I tried. I really tried by best. But before I could make her scream, my own body exploded. I felt my own cum pumping into her. I could feel it shoot from my balls, through my dick, and into her pussy. I was pumping so hard my body was almost spasming. Five or six times my whole body jerked as I shot into her. The last time was so hard, my cock actually hurt. Suddenly, I was done. I had unloaded everything I had into her body. I was breathing so hard I was afraid I was going into cardiac arrest. I opened my eyes, but everything was blurry and dark. I tried to relax, but my muscles were locked. I wanted to get off her, so my weight wouldn’t hurt her, but I couldn’t. Then everything went black.
I woke up and the lights were out. I was on the right side of the bed and Lori was laying tight against me. She was breathing gently, obviously sleeping. I thought about what had happen before. The more I remembered, the harder I got. Soon, I couldn’t help myself. I wanted her again. And I wanted her NOW.
I ran a finger down the outer lips of her pussy. I gently slipped the tip of my finger into her, just enough to find her clit. I slowly, and gently, caressed her clit, feeling it growing slightly as I rubbed. She started to get wet and rolled towards me. I kissed her and she kissed back. I pushed my tongue deep into her mouth and she responded by flicking her tongue in and out of my lips.
Suddenly she got up on her knees and moved over my head, facing the wall. She slowly lowered her pussy onto my mouth. I strained to shove my tongue deep inside her as far as I could. She started rocking back and forth on my face. The faster she rocked, the faster I licked.
I felt fingers gently rubbing my swelling cock. I got harder and harder. Suddenly the head of my cock was being licked. Lips wrapped around it and the sucking of its head caused my dick to stretch out to the largest I believe it ever had. Then I was been deep-throated. Lips ran up and down my cock, from the head to the base. I was mesmerized by the feeling. Lori was sitting on my face, rocking her pussy on my tongue, while my cock was being sucked by…someone!
I realized she couldn’t be doing both. Someone else was in bed with us and was sucking my cock. I didn’t even care who it was. Most of the blood from my brain was now drained down into my cock. I couldn’t think. I didn’t want to think. I just wanted to cum…I wanted to cum harder than I ever had in my life. My whole body started to shake. I wasn’t able to think about anything except releasing my life juices as hard and fast as I could.
Then it happened. My cock exploded. Cum rushed from me into the mouth that was sucking my dick. Then Lori started cumming on my face. Wave after wave of her juices washed over me. I thought I might drown. I think I actually wanted to drown. Anything, just anything, to continue this orgasm.
Finally it subsided. Lori lifted her weight off my face and I felt air returning to my lungs. I realized that I probably hadn’t taken a breath for almost two minutes. No wonder I felt so disoriented. Whoever was sucking my cock had sucked up all the cum I unloaded and moved away from me. Finally Lori pushed her legs away from my face and slid her body down beside me.
She started to kiss me, saying, “I love you. I love you.” She continued to repeat this for what seemed to be several minutes. Finally she relaxed beside me. I opened my eyes and looked around. No one else was in the room. I looked back at Lori. She had a big grin on her face, almost a laugh.
“Whatcha’ lookin’ for?” she asked.
“Who gave me a blow job while you were sitting on my face?” I replied.
She pointed back to the bedroom doorway where someone had just entered. I looked over. There stood a naked man smiling at me.
“Dan, this is my husband, Paul,” Lori said, “And Paul, if you don’t know by now, this is Dan, my first love.” I looked back at her.
“Husband?” I said, dumbfounded. She had never mentioned being married. “You never mentioned being married,” I said.
“You never asked,” she replied.
I thought about what had just happened. I just got a blowjob from a man…and I liked it. In fact, it may have been the best blowjob I ever had in my life. Of course, I didn’t know it was a man at the time, but the idea bothered me…at least a little…but I had to admit, whoever did it, I loved it. I just wasn’t into sex with men.
“So, you’re the famous ‘Dan” I’ve heard so much about,” Paul commented. “I’ve heard about her crush on you for years. I’m glad she finally got her fantasy. She’s wanted you since she was 12 years old. And, I’m glad I could help.”
With that, he turned and walked out to the kitchen. I looked at Lori.
“You mad?” she asked.
“No, just surprised,” I said.
“He has a request,” she said.
“What?”
“He wants to fuck you,” she said.
“Sorry,” I said. “Tell him it’s nothing personal, but I’m not into men. It’s not my thing. Tell him thanks for the blowjob – I did enjoy it, but then I didn’t know it was a man at the time. But now that I know, nothing more. Is that okay?”
“Sure,” she said. “He just wanted to know. If you haven’t guess, we’re both ‘bi’”.
“Well, sorry, I’m not,” I replied.
“I’ll be right back,” said Lori. Then she walked naked out of the bedroom and towards the kitchen. I laid there, trying to hear any conversation, but I couldn’t hear anything. As I saw Lori walking back into the bedroom, I could smell fresh coffee brewing.
“Okay,” she said. “He’s got to go to work today, anyhow. He’s an engineer for the power company and they’re open 24 – 7. This is his weekend to work. He said he’s sorry if he upset you in any way and he won’t touch you again. But he is disappointed.” With that last comment, she smiled.
“Well, I’m not upset. And I do hate to disappoint him, but I’m going to have to. Besides he’s going in to work. What are you planning to do on this fine Sunday morning?” I asked.
“Fuck you”, she said laughing.
And she did. For hours. The coffee wasn’t very fresh when we got to it. It wasn’t very hot, either. But Lori was.
When I woke up, it was early Saturday afternoon, about 1 o’clock (See “Thanksgiving” and Thanksgiving, Part 2”). Vicky was still asleep beside me. I got up and walked into the bathroom, drained the lizard, and decided that as long as Vicky was asleep I’d take a shower.
When I came out, Vicky was out of the bed and sitting on the chair against the wall, talking on her cell phone. As I walked over to her, she closed the phone and started towards the bathroom.
“There’s some food and wine coming from room service, Baby,” she said. “I’m taking a shower.” She gave me a quick kiss on the lips and went into the bathroom, closing the door behind her. Sure enough, about 10 minutes later, the room service meal arrived. I could hear the shower running, but I called through the door, “Food’s here, Sweetie.”
Vicky answered, “Be out in a minute. Save me some.”
I opened the wine, poured two glasses and uncovered the food. I heard the shower stop and a couple of minutes later Vicky walked out, drying herself with a towel. I pushed the cart beside the bed and we both crawled into bed naked and started to eat. Vicky was quiet, but I figured she was probably pretty hungry by now.
After we both ate, we drank some wine and started making out. The more we kissed, the hotter both of us became. Soon Vicky put my hand against her wet pussy and whispered into my ear, “Make love to me, husband.” I was ready to oblige. I went down on her, licking that wet, soft pussy until she was worked into a frenzy. She started saying, “Fuck me, Baby. Fuck me, now”. But instead, I started pushing my fingers deep into her pussy. First just one, then two, three, four, and finally my whole hand. I knew Vicky liked to be fist-fucked and I fisted her for a good ten minutes. After about 2 or 3 minutes she started to come. She was squirting, with liquid spraying one to two feet into the air as she laid on her back. Finally, when she was literally screaming, “Fuck me, dammit. Fuck me”, I pulled my hand out of her, crawled up her body, and shoved my hard, throbbing cock into her pussy.
She came again and again. She was sticking her tongue down my throat, arching her body into the air, and finally wrapped her legs around me, pulling me into her with a series of repeated contractions of her leg muscles. She was unbelievably strong when she was having multiple orgasms. Finally, she released her leg lock on me, just before I was about to come, and said, “Fuck my throat. Shove your cock into my mouth, Baby.”
I pulled my weight off of her and she turned herself across the bed with her head hanging over the side. I stood beside the bed, put my cock into her mouth, and started shoving it down her throat. As my whole cock slid into her throat, she opened her mouth even wider and using her hands, she pushed my balls completely inside her mouth. This allowed me to force my cock even farther down her. She was already gagging and for just a moment I thought that if she had some sort of spasm, my sex life would be seriously changed forever.
But she held her mouth wide open, allowing me to get as far down her throat as I could. I could see my cock pressing against her neck. I put my hands on her neck and started to stoke it. I could feel it on my cock. I started making slow, long strokes with both hands up and down Vicky’s neck. I realized I was masturbating myself while I had my cock inside her throat. That really turned me on. Then Vicky went limp and she stopped moving. I knew she had choked on my cock and had passed out. I pulled even harder and faster on her neck and suddenly came violently inside her. After several thrusts as I emptied my cum into her throat, my orgasm stopped and I quickly pulled my balls and my shrinking dick out of her mouth. She wasn’t breathing. I put my mouth over hers and blew air into her. Just one big breath was all it took. Suddenly she started coughing and gagging and spit my own cum back into my mouth. I didn’t care. I swallowed my own cum as my sexy, erotic wife coughed her way back to consciousness.
A few moments later her coughing subsided and she opened her eyes slowly. She pulled my face back to her cum soaked mouth and kissed me and then said quietly, “I love you, husband. I love you and no one else. I need you to remember that.”
I whispered back to her, “I know, Sweetheart. I know.”
We held each other for a while. At some point I drifted off for 10 or 15 minutes. When I awoke, Vicky was back in the shower. She came out and started to dry off.
“So, what are you up to doing tonight?” I asked her. “Maybe we can go to another club. It is Saturday night.”
She sat down on the bed next to me. “Do you love me unconditionally?” she asked.
“I let you fuck other men. I let you go home with men you’ve just met. Of course I love you unconditionally,” I answered. I wasn’t sure where she was going with this.
“And you know that I love you unconditionally. You know that while I love to fuck other men, I could never love any of them, right?” she asked. I nodded. She suddenly seemed very serious about something. She laid down next to me, put her head on my shoulder and whispered, “I really need to hear that you love me.”
Again, I said, “Yes, Vicky, I love you. I’ll always love you. Why do you keep asking?”
“Because your love for me is about to be tested like never before,” she replied. “Because tonight I’m not going out to a club with you. “ She hesitated. “I have a date.”
That took me back for just a moment. My wife picked up strangers in a bar and fucked them. Sometimes she got drunk and went home with them. But she had never referred to any of these trysts as a “date”.
“A date?” was all I could say.
“Yes, Baby. Remember Joey from Wednesday night?” she asked.
“You mean the guy with a fence post between his legs?” I replied.
She smiled. “Yes, that’s the one. I called him earlier today. He’s going to be here at six to pick me up. He’s taking me out for dinner and dancing at a club downtown. I don’t know what club, but he said it’s a special club and he wants us to go there together. I said ‘yes’. Baby, I’ve just have to have more of that cock. I’ve never been fucked like that before. Please understand. It’s not him I want, it’s his cock.”
I almost made a joke about how I could arrange to have her get that cock without him attached to it, but realized Vicky was being too serious to appreciate that. She really wanted to fuck that monster cock. I remembered how she was Thursday morning in the hotel room with him. I also knew that she was really scared about how I would react to her going out on a planned date with him.
I was quiet for 2 or 3 minutes as I thought about this. Vicky just stared at me. Finally I said, “Sweetheart, I won’t lie to you. I’m not real thrilled about you making a date with a guy and going out with him. But, that said, I won’t try to stop you. I won’t get mad at you. And I won’t stop loving you. I saw his cock. I understand the attraction. I just worry that your attraction for his cock will transfer to an attraction for him. I don’t want to lose you.”
She kissed me, again. “Won’t ever happen,” she said. “I love you and only you. But for tonight – and just so we’re clear, I mean all night – just for tonight, I want to let him fuck me into oblivion. I want orgasms that won’t stop all night. Honey, I just want to be fucked by the biggest cock I’ve ever seen.”
“Okay”, I said, “I love you and want you to be happy. Go fuck the Cock Ness Monster.”
I can have the strangest sense of humor at the strangest times. Vicky laughed and kissed me again. “Thank you, Baby. Thank you. And I want you to know something else. I don’t want you sitting here all night waiting for me. I want you to go out. There are lots of horny women in this town. I want you to fuck one of them – Hell fuck two of them if you can. I want you to enjoy yourself, too. Now promise me you’ll go out.”
I promised. Then Vicky went back in the bathroom to get ready. It was already almost 5 and Joey was coming at 6 – no pun intended.
Vicky came out of the bathroom and opened the closet. She dug through the bags we had bought at the mall until she found the one she wanted. She pulled out a new dress to wear tonight. It occurred to me that she must have been planning to see Joey again even while we were shopping on Friday.
The dress was the most revealing I had ever seen her wear. It was backless, with a strap that was attached to both sides of the front and went around her neck. It was so short on her that the bottom of her ass showed beneath it even when she was standing. In front, while her pussy couldn’t be seen under the dress, I could tell that it stopped right at the edge of her vagina lips. The dress was silver in color, but the material was sheer. Her breasts and nipples showed through the top of the dress. In the back, about an inch of the top of her ass crack showed in the bare back area. Much of the rest of her ass was visible through the sheer material below. And in front, you could see all the way down her belly to the top edge of her pussy. The only thing that prevented you from actually seeing her pussy was the 2 inch hem of the dress, where the material was folded over.
I watched in amazement as my wife continued to get ready for her date with this guy. She put a white gold chain necklace on and a smaller white gold chain ankle bracelet. She pulled new silver heels out of the bag that matched the dress perfectly. She put on her makeup to finish the look. Vicky always wore some makeup, but tonight she put it on heavier than I’d ever seen. She had silver eye shadow and a dark blue eyeliner. She put on long dark lashes and sprinkled small amounts of silver sparkle on her cheekbones below her eyes. She finished off this look with a dark blue liner around her lips and silver lipstick. She looked like either a movie star or a high-class hooker. Whichever it was, I got hard just looking at her.
She was just blotting her lips when there was a knock on the room door. She blew me an “air kiss” as she walked by to open the door. I heard Joey say “Hi” and then heard an audible gasp from him. “Wow, you are even more beautiful than I ever imagined,” he said.
“Thank you, Baby,” Vicky cooed, as she picked up her silver shoulder purse and walked out the door, closing it behind her. My wife just left on a date with another man. She looked more beautiful and sexy than I had ever seen her. She already said she was spending the night with him. I knew she wanted to fuck that huge, hard cock of his. She said she still loved me and she’d be back. I just wasn’t so sure of that.
I laid there for about an hour, and then got into the shower. I decided that I would keep my promise to Vicky. I was going to go back to Club Ice tonight. There were a lot of hot looking women there and with a little luck I’d get one of them to come back to the room with me. While my wife was out fucking another man, I’d be fucking another woman. I wasn’t sure that was how marriage worked for most people, but it seemed to be working that way for us. I started getting dressed and I was actually excited about meeting some strange woman and fucking her. My little cock was looking forward to it, too.
After going through the search ritual at the front door, I walked into Club Ice and found a stool at the service bar. I watched the dancers on the dance floor and the girls on the cage platforms. I remembered Vicky’s dance last night. The memory was beginning to give me quite a hard-on when I heard someone call my name.
I looked around and a beautiful young redhead was standing beside me. I’ve found there are two types of redheads in this world – really ugly ones and unbelievably beautiful ones. This was one of the latter. I didn’t recognize her but she obviously knew my name.
“Do I know you?” I asked, a little sheepishly, because I hate forgetting someone’s name when they remember mine.
“I’m Lori Pinkney. You don’t remember me, do you?” she replied.
I searched my memory. The name sounded slightly familiar, but I couldn’t place her face.
“Do you remember Linda Pinkney?” she asked, smiling.
Linda Pinkney was the girl I dated for my last 3 years of high school. She was my first love…and my first fuck. We drifted apart the year after high school when we both went away to different colleges. Then it hit me. “Little Lori?” I shouted. “The last time I saw you, you were like 12 years old!”
She laughed. “Well, I’m not twelve anymore – and I don’t go by ‘Little Lori’ anymore, either.”
“Of course, not,” I said. “I’m sorry.” Lori was Linda’s younger sister by about 5 years. She was only about 12 or 13 when I last saw her. And she definitely did not look then what she looked like now.
“How have you been? And how in the world did you recognize me?” I asked.
“Well, first of all, I’ve been fine. I live here in the city and I have a small accounting firm that I built from the ground up.” she answered.
“And how’s Linda?” I asked.
“She’s fine. She lives in the Chicago area, married, 2 kids, a dog, a cat, and several hamsters, guinea pigs, lizards, and rodents,” she laughed. “How about you? Did you ever get married?”
“Yes, I did,” I said.
“Are you still married? I watched you for a while before I got up the courage to come over and I didn’t see anyone with you.” she said.
“Yes, I’m still married. But she had some other plans for tonight, so I decided to come out and dance – or at least drink”, I laughed. We spent the next 30 minutes and two rounds of drinks catching up on our lives for the past twenty some years. Finally, after ordering our third round of drinks, I remembered she hadn’t answered one of my questions.
“Okay, so just how DID you recognize me after all these years? You didn’t answer me the first time.”
She looked at me. I believe she actually blushed. “You really don’t know, do you?”
“Know what?” I asked.
“All the years that you dated my sister, I had a HUGE crush on you. Didn’t you ever notice that when you came over to the house, I always sat myself close to you?”
I thought about it for a moment. Looking back, I could now see that’s what she had been doing. I smiled at her. “Well, you know at the time, I just thought of you as my girlfriend’s little sister who was always around when I wanted to be alone with Linda.”
She laughed. “I know. But from my viewpoint, you were the most handsome boy I knew. You were always so romantic with my sister, bringing her flowers and candy and so forth. And although I was the little sister who was always in the way, you were always polite and courteous to me and treated me with more respect than most little sisters ever get. You even brought me a single red rose on Valentine’s Day.”
“You know why I did that, don’t you?” I asked. She just looked at me. “I wanted to fuck your sister and I didn’t need you telling on us!” I laughed.
“Oh, the things I could have told about you,” she laughed. “You don’t even know. When you were about 16 and I was 11, you took Linda to some spring dance. You guys got home right at midnight. By this time my parents trusted you two so much that they didn’t even wait up. I was asleep in my bed, but awoke when the front door opened. I always was a light sleeper.”
“I wanted a drink of water or milk or something, so I got out of bed and crept over to the top of the stairs. I was going to ask Linda to bring something up for me. But you two were already on the sofa making out. I didn’t want to interrupt, so I waited for you to stop.”
“But then you started to take off her clothes. And she started to take off yours. I knew something about sex by then, but I had never seen it. I watched as the two of you got naked. You stood up to get your shoes and pants off your legs and I saw your cock. To me, it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Not really knowing much about hard-on’s, I couldn’t figure out how you kept all that in your pants and I had never noticed it before. I was fascinated.”
“Then you got back on the sofa, over top of Linda. I suddenly realized that I was really going to see you ‘do it’. I squeezed my face so far through the rails on the stairs that I almost got my head stuck between them. But when Linda came – when I saw her excitement and her emotional explosion when she had her orgasm – although I didn’t know that was what it was – when I saw that, I knew I wanted you to do that to me, too. I wanted you to fuck me.”
She leaned over, sucked lightly on my earlobe, then whispered, “And I still do.”
And I thought I had a hard-on when she first walked up. Here was a sexy, beautiful young woman who’s been waiting to fuck me for over twenty years. This is every man’s second most common fantasy (the first involving twins, of course) and this could actually happen tonight. I very well may have stopped breathing. I asked her if she wanted another drink.
“Only if we’re going to stay,” she answered.
I didn’t order. I led her by the hand out to my car in the parking lot. After I started the car, I laughed and said, “Okay, your place or mine?”
Lori laughed, too. “Mine. It’s only about a mile away.” She directed me down the street to a condominium complex and to a guest parking space. We walked into her townhouse style condominium. She made us both drinks and gave me the quick tour. Her townhouse was great and I told her so.
The tour ended at the master bedroom upstairs. There we sat our drinks on the cherry wood night stand and began to undress each other. With each piece of clothing that I removed from her, another area of her exquisite body was exposed. When she was completely naked, she pulled the pins and clips out of her hair and shook her head. The full effect of her stunning red hair and piercing green eyes was overwhelming. My cock was now screaming to explode. I was really afraid that I would come before I could fuck her.
She laid back on the bed, opened her legs, and said, “Fuck that obnoxious little sister you always hated.”
I laughed, “Obnoxious, yes, but I never hated you.”
She laughed, too. “Then make love to me. I’ve waited a long time for you.”
She was already wet. Juices were flowing out the bottom of her luscious pussy and onto the bed sheet. I wrapped my lips around one of her hard, red nipples and sucked gently. She gasped and said, “Harder.”
I sucked that nipple as hard as I could, stroking it with the edges of my teeth. I closed my teeth slightly around it, not biting hard, but nipping it enough so she could feel it. Then I plunged my cock into her warm, wet pussy. I pushed as hard and far as I could, feeling the head of my cock pushing against the back of her pussy. I wanted her to cry out in pain. But instead, she grabbed my ass cheeks with both hands and pulled me tight against her. I could actually feel her cumming around my cock. Her juices flowed out of her and down my balls. Then she wrapped her legs around my waist, under her arms. She squeezed me so hard I thought she would break my back. But I didn’t care. I wanted to make this little redhead cum harder than she ever had. I tried. I really tried by best. But before I could make her scream, my own body exploded. I felt my own cum pumping into her. I could feel it shoot from my balls, through my dick, and into her pussy. I was pumping so hard my body was almost spasming. Five or six times my whole body jerked as I shot into her. The last time was so hard, my cock actually hurt. Suddenly, I was done. I had unloaded everything I had into her body. I was breathing so hard I was afraid I was going into cardiac arrest. I opened my eyes, but everything was blurry and dark. I tried to relax, but my muscles were locked. I wanted to get off her, so my weight wouldn’t hurt her, but I couldn’t. Then everything went black.
I woke up and the lights were out. I was on the right side of the bed and Lori was laying tight against me. She was breathing gently, obviously sleeping. I thought about what had happen before. The more I remembered, the harder I got. Soon, I couldn’t help myself. I wanted her again. And I wanted her NOW.
I ran a finger down the outer lips of her pussy. I gently slipped the tip of my finger into her, just enough to find her clit. I slowly, and gently, caressed her clit, feeling it growing slightly as I rubbed. She started to get wet and rolled towards me. I kissed her and she kissed back. I pushed my tongue deep into her mouth and she responded by flicking her tongue in and out of my lips.
Suddenly she got up on her knees and moved over my head, facing the wall. She slowly lowered her pussy onto my mouth. I strained to shove my tongue deep inside her as far as I could. She started rocking back and forth on my face. The faster she rocked, the faster I licked.
I felt fingers gently rubbing my swelling cock. I got harder and harder. Suddenly the head of my cock was being licked. Lips wrapped around it and the sucking of its head caused my dick to stretch out to the largest I believe it ever had. Then I was been deep-throated. Lips ran up and down my cock, from the head to the base. I was mesmerized by the feeling. Lori was sitting on my face, rocking her pussy on my tongue, while my cock was being sucked by…someone!
I realized she couldn’t be doing both. Someone else was in bed with us and was sucking my cock. I didn’t even care who it was. Most of the blood from my brain was now drained down into my cock. I couldn’t think. I didn’t want to think. I just wanted to cum…I wanted to cum harder than I ever had in my life. My whole body started to shake. I wasn’t able to think about anything except releasing my life juices as hard and fast as I could.
Then it happened. My cock exploded. Cum rushed from me into the mouth that was sucking my dick. Then Lori started cumming on my face. Wave after wave of her juices washed over me. I thought I might drown. I think I actually wanted to drown. Anything, just anything, to continue this orgasm.
Finally it subsided. Lori lifted her weight off my face and I felt air returning to my lungs. I realized that I probably hadn’t taken a breath for almost two minutes. No wonder I felt so disoriented. Whoever was sucking my cock had sucked up all the cum I unloaded and moved away from me. Finally Lori pushed her legs away from my face and slid her body down beside me.
She started to kiss me, saying, “I love you. I love you.” She continued to repeat this for what seemed to be several minutes. Finally she relaxed beside me. I opened my eyes and looked around. No one else was in the room. I looked back at Lori. She had a big grin on her face, almost a laugh.
“Whatcha’ lookin’ for?” she asked.
“Who gave me a blow job while you were sitting on my face?” I replied.
She pointed back to the bedroom doorway where someone had just entered. I looked over. There stood a naked man smiling at me.
“Dan, this is my husband, Paul,” Lori said, “And Paul, if you don’t know by now, this is Dan, my first love.” I looked back at her.
“Husband?” I said, dumbfounded. She had never mentioned being married. “You never mentioned being married,” I said.
“You never asked,” she replied.
I thought about what had just happened. I just got a blowjob from a man…and I liked it. In fact, it may have been the best blowjob I ever had in my life. Of course, I didn’t know it was a man at the time, but the idea bothered me…at least a little…but I had to admit, whoever did it, I loved it. I just wasn’t into sex with men.
“So, you’re the famous ‘Dan” I’ve heard so much about,” Paul commented. “I’ve heard about her crush on you for years. I’m glad she finally got her fantasy. She’s wanted you since she was 12 years old. And, I’m glad I could help.”
With that, he turned and walked out to the kitchen. I looked at Lori.
“You mad?” she asked.
“No, just surprised,” I said.
“He has a request,” she said.
“What?”
“He wants to fuck you,” she said.
“Sorry,” I said. “Tell him it’s nothing personal, but I’m not into men. It’s not my thing. Tell him thanks for the blowjob – I did enjoy it, but then I didn’t know it was a man at the time. But now that I know, nothing more. Is that okay?”
“Sure,” she said. “He just wanted to know. If you haven’t guess, we’re both ‘bi’”.
“Well, sorry, I’m not,” I replied.
“I’ll be right back,” said Lori. Then she walked naked out of the bedroom and towards the kitchen. I laid there, trying to hear any conversation, but I couldn’t hear anything. As I saw Lori walking back into the bedroom, I could smell fresh coffee brewing.
“Okay,” she said. “He’s got to go to work today, anyhow. He’s an engineer for the power company and they’re open 24 – 7. This is his weekend to work. He said he’s sorry if he upset you in any way and he won’t touch you again. But he is disappointed.” With that last comment, she smiled.
“Well, I’m not upset. And I do hate to disappoint him, but I’m going to have to. Besides he’s going in to work. What are you planning to do on this fine Sunday morning?” I asked.
“Fuck you”, she said laughing.
And she did. For hours. The coffee wasn’t very fresh when we got to it. It wasn’t very hot, either. But Lori was.
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