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15/12/2014
The Sunday after we had opened our marriage I had to return to the base. Billie, my horny little wife, and I, had openly discussed her sexual liaison with the grad student and then her enthusiastic participation with multiple sex partners at the spring-break party.
We had agreed I would call her Wednesday evening to verify if I was going to be able to come home that Friday. I was at a new command for re-qualification after a break in my military career and had a little more leeway on weekends.
I called, as planned, Wednesday evening. Billie answered with a hushed, but excited voice. After exchanging how much we missed each other and our love for one another I told Billie I would be home Friday evening for the weekend.
In a quiet but animated voice, Billie said, “I’m so excited… I… I have some things I need to tell you.”
Laughing, I asked her, “Have you fucked someone already?”
After a moment of silence there was a soft, “Well… yeah… Donna’s husband…”
I interrupted, “What?”
She quietly giggled and then told me, “Donna asked me to.” This was a relief as we had agreed not to have sex with someone else if they were married, engaged or dating and didn’t have an open relationship similar to ours.
Billie had returned to school under the Pell Grant and the Work Study Program. She had been assigned to the school’s library. Donna had just graduated with her degree in Library Science and was working on her master’s degree.
She was Billie’s immediate supervisor and had also become one of her best friends. Billie had told Donna about fucking the grad student and about her exploits at the spring-break party. Donna knew Billie was going to tell me all about her extramarital activities.
The Monday after we opened our marriage, Donna had asked Billie how I had reacted when she told me about her exploits. Billie explained we had opened our marriage and she was now free to have sex with anyone she desired and I had the same privilege.
Billie softly continued in a hushed voice, “I’ll tell you about it Friday when you come home. I… I can’t really talk about it right now.”
“Why?” I asked. “Is he there now?”
“No.” There was a short silence, “but the guy I fucked yesterday is and… well…”
Interrupting her, I stated, “And you fucked him again… today.”
There was a short silence and then, “Yeah… I did… Are you… are you mad?”
“No sweetheart, but I do have a hard-on that would punch holes through half inch steel plate. We burst our laughing at the mental image. We said our goodbyes; both of us were looking forward to Friday evening.
I arrived home in the early evening; Billie was ecstatic. She met me at the door wearing a little sundress and nothing else. She leaped into my arms wrapping her legs around my waist. She smelled so good: soap, shampoo and her own unique fragrance.
Her tight body was wiggling in my arms. With my hands cupping her bare bottom, I was able to slip the middle finger of my right hand up into her pussy. She was very wet, hot and tight. Soft moans escaped her as I slowly finger fucked her.
As I worked another finger into her, Billie softly gasped and said, “Take me into the bedroom… please…”
I carried her to the bedroom. She squirmed out of my arms and pushed me down onto the bed. She straddled me and knee walked up my body until her freshly trimmed and shaven twat was in my face.
Her fragrance was intoxicating. I nuzzled her moist little cleft and kissed her love bud. She spun around and unfastened my trousers to gain access to my hard on and then sat back down on my face.
She prefers a hard cock in her pussy to a slimy tongue any day, but doesn’t mind it as part of foreplay. Once she was satisfied that everything was slick enough she finished stripping me of my clothes, stripped off her dress and climbed on board.
Billie was hot, wet and tight. She is strong and knows how to use her muscles. As I thrust up into her she would relax to take it deep, as I pull back she would clamp down… hard. There is nothing in this world like sex with a physically fit, strong woman.
Her face was snuggled into my neck, her arms wrapped around my head, her butt wiggling; her legs locked around mine… no wonder I came so soon. This set her off.
We lay there in each other’s arms, murmuring soft endearments; our hips were still slowly undulating. With her face buried between my neck and my shoulder she whispered, “I have several things I need to tell you.”
“I know,” I said, “you told me about Donna’s husband and the guy you fucked Tuesday and Wednesday. Have you fucked anyone else?”
Billie pushed herself up and looked me in the eye; with her lower lip between her teeth she gave a quick nod of affirmation. My half-erect cock surged back to a full erection.
With a little gasp followed by a soft giggle, Billie started tightening and relaxing her pussy muscles. She gave me a quick kiss and placed her forehead against mine. She then whispered, “Yeah… two other guys…”
She now had her hands on my chest as she continued riding me cowgirl style. Relaxing her muscles she’d take me in deep, then tighten up, rock back and forth, do a little figure eight and slowly pull upward until I would almost pop out of her pussy, she’d then repeat.
Finally, I grunted out, “Tell me about Donna’s husband.”
Smiling and with a gentle laugh, Billie laid back down on me and whispered in my ear, “That was sooo weird! When Donna asked me, my eyes must have almost popped out of my head! See, Donna’s husband caught her fucking the drummer in her band.”
Donna was the lead vocal in a four-member rock-n-roll band. Billie continued, “She told me if he’d come in a few minutes earlier he would have found out the drummer was getting sloppy thirds. She’d been fucking all the guys in the band since they’d formed!”
Billie gasped, shivered and relaxed. She then said, “That snuck up on me… it was so arousing telling you about Donna fucking all the guys in her band and then asking me to fuck her husband. And now I’m telling you about me fucking her husband and… and…”
She buried her face in my neck and shivered through another small orgasm, “Oh… oh it’s so… so erotic, so sensual, so sexy, so… so wicked! I… I love it!”
I rolled her over and started using long, slow power strokes. Billie locked her legs over mine, wrapped her arms around my neck and met me stroke for stroke. Her breathing became jagged; she broke out in a light sweat.
Letting out a sharp yip she came hard. Her pussy clamped down holding me in her. My orgasm was right behind hers. I humped harder into her making her yip again. We were clutching each other; our heartbeats and breaths were in sync.
After our orgasms we held each other tightly. I pulled out of Billie and lay beside her. She snuggled up to my right side placing her head on my shoulder, swinging her right leg over mine and pressing her cum matted pubic mound against my right thigh.
I asked her, “Can you finish telling me about fucking Donna’s husband now?”
Giggling, Billie picked up her story, “We decided the sooner the better, so we decided to do it Monday evening. After classes I went home and showered and put on my shortest sundress.
“It felt surreal driving over to Donna’s. I couldn’t believe I was on the way to fuck my best friend’s husband, at her request with my husband’s approval! It felt so weird and
so arousing at the same time.
“Donna answered the door.” Billie softly giggled, “She was wearing a baby-doll negligee and she looked so good! She told me Jim, her husband, was in the den. She had convinced him that there was going to be something special for him that night.
“When I walked in he was wearing nothing but a pair of silk boxers and he had a hard-on sticking out of the fly! They’d been making out just before I got there. He tried to cover up but I told him not to because I was there just for him.
“His eyes got as big as saucers and he looked at Donna and then back at me. I stepped out of my sandals and let my dress slid down my body. Honey, I was so turned on by this! My nipples were hard as rocks! I… I was looking forward to fucking him!”
Billie was getting turned on telling me about fucking this guy; she was humping my leg and stroking my cock.
“He was sitting in a lounger, so I crawled up and straddled him. It spread my pussy open like you wouldn’t believe. I took his cock in my hand and started stroking him and he asked, ‘Are you really going to make love to me?’
“I told him, ‘No, I’m not going to make love to you. I only make love to my husband. What I’m going to do is fuck you. There’s a big difference between fucking someone and making love to someone.’”
Billie noticed I was hard again. Sliding her head down my body she slurped my cock into her mouth. After she bobbed her head and swirled her tongue around the head she swung her leg over me and lined up her pussy opening and took me in to the hilt.
Smiling at me and constricting her muscles she started slowly posting, riding my hard-on. Leaning forward she gave me a quick kiss and then nestled her head between my shoulder and neck.
With small movements she made love to me as she resumed her story, “He started softly stroking my breasts and let one of his hands drift down to my pussy. Donna had told me he was a good fuck and from what he was doing to me, I believed her.
“He pulled me to him and kissed me while finger fucking me. I was so wet and ready! After a few minutes I asked him to take me to the bedroom. He led me by my hand and I lay down spreading my legs… I made myself available to him…”
Billie’s breath was coming in little gasps again, as she told me about fucking Jim while I made love to her. I held her tightly as we moved together.
She continued, “He… he nuzzled my pussy with his nose and started gently flicking my clit with his tongue. He had two fingers in me. I… I pulled him around so I could suck his cock. It… it was larger than average and he tasted good…
“Then he pulled away and got between my legs. He ran his cock up and down my pussy slit and entered me… Honey, it felt so good! Donna was right; he was a good fuck. As he fucked me I noticed Donna was nude and watching us. Oh what a turn on that was!”
Taking a deep breath, Billie whispered in my ear, “Honey… I really thought he was going to make me cum. Just, as it was feeling so very good, he came. I could feel him ejaculating in me. It was sooo naughty!”
Snickering in my ear, she said, “Telling you this really is getting to me. You must be enjoying it; too… it feels like I have a baseball bat in me.” She rocked her hips and wiggled to get me in deeper.
She continued, “After he came, he pulled out and lay down next to me. Donna swooped in and started sucking his cock clean. So I started kissing him and caressing him. He couldn’t decide on whose tits to play with.
“Donna got him hard and sat on his cock. She was so turned on! As she rode him she whispered to me, ‘thanks Billie’ so I got up and found my dress and left as quietly as I could. When I got home I… I finished what he had started.”
Billie’s breathing was coming in little grunts, gasps and puffs. I could feel her abdomen heating up. The rhythmic cycle of her hips became broken. As she drew closer to her orgasm it set me off. I surged up into her and fired off spurt after spurt of cum.
My orgasm set hers off. She squeaked, squealed and panted. In a hoarse voice she hissed, “Yeees… I can feel you cumming in me… yeees! Oh, hell, it feels sooo goood!”
Afterward, we lay there getting our breath back, Billie softly asked, “What time is it?”
I told her it was after 0100 or for civilians 1:00 A.M. She then whispered, “Can I tell you about the other three guys when we wake up?”
Pulling her to me as tight as I could, I told her, “That’ll be fine.”
She wiggled and then giggled and sleepily said, “Donna asked me if we’d consider swapping with them. I… I wouldn’t mind fucking Jim again if you’d like to fuck Donna. She is cute and has a nice body.”
I told her, “I wouldn’t mind fucking Donna. But I want to hear about the other three guys you fucked when we get up.”
Billie sleepily yawned and said, “Sounds like a plan…”
To be continued...
We had agreed I would call her Wednesday evening to verify if I was going to be able to come home that Friday. I was at a new command for re-qualification after a break in my military career and had a little more leeway on weekends.
I called, as planned, Wednesday evening. Billie answered with a hushed, but excited voice. After exchanging how much we missed each other and our love for one another I told Billie I would be home Friday evening for the weekend.
In a quiet but animated voice, Billie said, “I’m so excited… I… I have some things I need to tell you.”
Laughing, I asked her, “Have you fucked someone already?”
After a moment of silence there was a soft, “Well… yeah… Donna’s husband…”
I interrupted, “What?”
She quietly giggled and then told me, “Donna asked me to.” This was a relief as we had agreed not to have sex with someone else if they were married, engaged or dating and didn’t have an open relationship similar to ours.
Billie had returned to school under the Pell Grant and the Work Study Program. She had been assigned to the school’s library. Donna had just graduated with her degree in Library Science and was working on her master’s degree.
She was Billie’s immediate supervisor and had also become one of her best friends. Billie had told Donna about fucking the grad student and about her exploits at the spring-break party. Donna knew Billie was going to tell me all about her extramarital activities.
The Monday after we opened our marriage, Donna had asked Billie how I had reacted when she told me about her exploits. Billie explained we had opened our marriage and she was now free to have sex with anyone she desired and I had the same privilege.
Billie softly continued in a hushed voice, “I’ll tell you about it Friday when you come home. I… I can’t really talk about it right now.”
“Why?” I asked. “Is he there now?”
“No.” There was a short silence, “but the guy I fucked yesterday is and… well…”
Interrupting her, I stated, “And you fucked him again… today.”
There was a short silence and then, “Yeah… I did… Are you… are you mad?”
“No sweetheart, but I do have a hard-on that would punch holes through half inch steel plate. We burst our laughing at the mental image. We said our goodbyes; both of us were looking forward to Friday evening.
I arrived home in the early evening; Billie was ecstatic. She met me at the door wearing a little sundress and nothing else. She leaped into my arms wrapping her legs around my waist. She smelled so good: soap, shampoo and her own unique fragrance.
Her tight body was wiggling in my arms. With my hands cupping her bare bottom, I was able to slip the middle finger of my right hand up into her pussy. She was very wet, hot and tight. Soft moans escaped her as I slowly finger fucked her.
As I worked another finger into her, Billie softly gasped and said, “Take me into the bedroom… please…”
I carried her to the bedroom. She squirmed out of my arms and pushed me down onto the bed. She straddled me and knee walked up my body until her freshly trimmed and shaven twat was in my face.
Her fragrance was intoxicating. I nuzzled her moist little cleft and kissed her love bud. She spun around and unfastened my trousers to gain access to my hard on and then sat back down on my face.
She prefers a hard cock in her pussy to a slimy tongue any day, but doesn’t mind it as part of foreplay. Once she was satisfied that everything was slick enough she finished stripping me of my clothes, stripped off her dress and climbed on board.
Billie was hot, wet and tight. She is strong and knows how to use her muscles. As I thrust up into her she would relax to take it deep, as I pull back she would clamp down… hard. There is nothing in this world like sex with a physically fit, strong woman.
Her face was snuggled into my neck, her arms wrapped around my head, her butt wiggling; her legs locked around mine… no wonder I came so soon. This set her off.
We lay there in each other’s arms, murmuring soft endearments; our hips were still slowly undulating. With her face buried between my neck and my shoulder she whispered, “I have several things I need to tell you.”
“I know,” I said, “you told me about Donna’s husband and the guy you fucked Tuesday and Wednesday. Have you fucked anyone else?”
Billie pushed herself up and looked me in the eye; with her lower lip between her teeth she gave a quick nod of affirmation. My half-erect cock surged back to a full erection.
With a little gasp followed by a soft giggle, Billie started tightening and relaxing her pussy muscles. She gave me a quick kiss and placed her forehead against mine. She then whispered, “Yeah… two other guys…”
She now had her hands on my chest as she continued riding me cowgirl style. Relaxing her muscles she’d take me in deep, then tighten up, rock back and forth, do a little figure eight and slowly pull upward until I would almost pop out of her pussy, she’d then repeat.
Finally, I grunted out, “Tell me about Donna’s husband.”
Smiling and with a gentle laugh, Billie laid back down on me and whispered in my ear, “That was sooo weird! When Donna asked me, my eyes must have almost popped out of my head! See, Donna’s husband caught her fucking the drummer in her band.”
Donna was the lead vocal in a four-member rock-n-roll band. Billie continued, “She told me if he’d come in a few minutes earlier he would have found out the drummer was getting sloppy thirds. She’d been fucking all the guys in the band since they’d formed!”
Billie gasped, shivered and relaxed. She then said, “That snuck up on me… it was so arousing telling you about Donna fucking all the guys in her band and then asking me to fuck her husband. And now I’m telling you about me fucking her husband and… and…”
She buried her face in my neck and shivered through another small orgasm, “Oh… oh it’s so… so erotic, so sensual, so sexy, so… so wicked! I… I love it!”
I rolled her over and started using long, slow power strokes. Billie locked her legs over mine, wrapped her arms around my neck and met me stroke for stroke. Her breathing became jagged; she broke out in a light sweat.
Letting out a sharp yip she came hard. Her pussy clamped down holding me in her. My orgasm was right behind hers. I humped harder into her making her yip again. We were clutching each other; our heartbeats and breaths were in sync.
After our orgasms we held each other tightly. I pulled out of Billie and lay beside her. She snuggled up to my right side placing her head on my shoulder, swinging her right leg over mine and pressing her cum matted pubic mound against my right thigh.
I asked her, “Can you finish telling me about fucking Donna’s husband now?”
Giggling, Billie picked up her story, “We decided the sooner the better, so we decided to do it Monday evening. After classes I went home and showered and put on my shortest sundress.
“It felt surreal driving over to Donna’s. I couldn’t believe I was on the way to fuck my best friend’s husband, at her request with my husband’s approval! It felt so weird and
so arousing at the same time.
“Donna answered the door.” Billie softly giggled, “She was wearing a baby-doll negligee and she looked so good! She told me Jim, her husband, was in the den. She had convinced him that there was going to be something special for him that night.
“When I walked in he was wearing nothing but a pair of silk boxers and he had a hard-on sticking out of the fly! They’d been making out just before I got there. He tried to cover up but I told him not to because I was there just for him.
“His eyes got as big as saucers and he looked at Donna and then back at me. I stepped out of my sandals and let my dress slid down my body. Honey, I was so turned on by this! My nipples were hard as rocks! I… I was looking forward to fucking him!”
Billie was getting turned on telling me about fucking this guy; she was humping my leg and stroking my cock.
“He was sitting in a lounger, so I crawled up and straddled him. It spread my pussy open like you wouldn’t believe. I took his cock in my hand and started stroking him and he asked, ‘Are you really going to make love to me?’
“I told him, ‘No, I’m not going to make love to you. I only make love to my husband. What I’m going to do is fuck you. There’s a big difference between fucking someone and making love to someone.’”
Billie noticed I was hard again. Sliding her head down my body she slurped my cock into her mouth. After she bobbed her head and swirled her tongue around the head she swung her leg over me and lined up her pussy opening and took me in to the hilt.
Smiling at me and constricting her muscles she started slowly posting, riding my hard-on. Leaning forward she gave me a quick kiss and then nestled her head between my shoulder and neck.
With small movements she made love to me as she resumed her story, “He started softly stroking my breasts and let one of his hands drift down to my pussy. Donna had told me he was a good fuck and from what he was doing to me, I believed her.
“He pulled me to him and kissed me while finger fucking me. I was so wet and ready! After a few minutes I asked him to take me to the bedroom. He led me by my hand and I lay down spreading my legs… I made myself available to him…”
Billie’s breath was coming in little gasps again, as she told me about fucking Jim while I made love to her. I held her tightly as we moved together.
She continued, “He… he nuzzled my pussy with his nose and started gently flicking my clit with his tongue. He had two fingers in me. I… I pulled him around so I could suck his cock. It… it was larger than average and he tasted good…
“Then he pulled away and got between my legs. He ran his cock up and down my pussy slit and entered me… Honey, it felt so good! Donna was right; he was a good fuck. As he fucked me I noticed Donna was nude and watching us. Oh what a turn on that was!”
Taking a deep breath, Billie whispered in my ear, “Honey… I really thought he was going to make me cum. Just, as it was feeling so very good, he came. I could feel him ejaculating in me. It was sooo naughty!”
Snickering in my ear, she said, “Telling you this really is getting to me. You must be enjoying it; too… it feels like I have a baseball bat in me.” She rocked her hips and wiggled to get me in deeper.
She continued, “After he came, he pulled out and lay down next to me. Donna swooped in and started sucking his cock clean. So I started kissing him and caressing him. He couldn’t decide on whose tits to play with.
“Donna got him hard and sat on his cock. She was so turned on! As she rode him she whispered to me, ‘thanks Billie’ so I got up and found my dress and left as quietly as I could. When I got home I… I finished what he had started.”
Billie’s breathing was coming in little grunts, gasps and puffs. I could feel her abdomen heating up. The rhythmic cycle of her hips became broken. As she drew closer to her orgasm it set me off. I surged up into her and fired off spurt after spurt of cum.
My orgasm set hers off. She squeaked, squealed and panted. In a hoarse voice she hissed, “Yeees… I can feel you cumming in me… yeees! Oh, hell, it feels sooo goood!”
Afterward, we lay there getting our breath back, Billie softly asked, “What time is it?”
I told her it was after 0100 or for civilians 1:00 A.M. She then whispered, “Can I tell you about the other three guys when we wake up?”
Pulling her to me as tight as I could, I told her, “That’ll be fine.”
She wiggled and then giggled and sleepily said, “Donna asked me if we’d consider swapping with them. I… I wouldn’t mind fucking Jim again if you’d like to fuck Donna. She is cute and has a nice body.”
I told her, “I wouldn’t mind fucking Donna. But I want to hear about the other three guys you fucked when we get up.”
Billie sleepily yawned and said, “Sounds like a plan…”
To be continued...
Poster:
Jack Stay
