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27/01/2015
Billie, my horny little wife, was on top of me. My cock was still buried in her. She had just finished telling me about her humorous night with an English Literature professor.
Still holding her tightly, I had asked her, “Are you gong to go out with him again?”
And she had responded with, “No… I don’t think I’m going to do any more professors…”
“One was enough, huh?”
“No… two were enough…”
Surprised I asked, “Two? When was the second one?”
She had then said, “Oh… this past Monday morning after my run. We’ve run together before and he asked if he could join me. We finished the run at our apartment and I asked him if he wanted a drink of water…”
I took her by her hips and lifted so I could pull out of the little minx. Billie clamped down on me and in a soft, barely audible voice, sang a drawn out, “… noooooooo… don’t want you to take it out.”
Since her pussy had a secure grip on the head of my cock, I pushed inward as best I could with a semi-limp dick. Billie relaxed and then re-constricted her muscles. Her actions were drawing my cock back up into her. This… was arousing.
Feeling my renewed erection, she softly grunted, wiggled her ass, locked her legs under mine and snuggled down. I quietly asked her, “Do you want to tell me about the second professor?”
I heard a very soft, “Nooo… it’s late… I’m sleepy…” She gently wiggled her ass again and constricted her pussy holding me firmly in her.
So, I held my sleepy, loving wife, with my cock embedded in her. I listened as her breathing deepened as she drifted off to sleep. I held her warm, nude body to me thinking about how much I loved this petite precocious nymphet.
Eventually, her warmth and the rhythm of her breathing lulled me to sleep. Sometime during the night we separated. As usual, I woke before the sun was up. Billie was now curled next to me with her head on my shoulder still in a deep sleep.
Easing out of bed, I slipped into the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. I then tiptoed back through the bedroom and into the bathroom for a shower. Once I completed my various toiletries in the bathroom I returned to the kitchen for my coffee.
I then ensconced myself in a chair in the bedroom for one of my favorite activities, to watch the love of my life as she slept. At five feet, three inches tall and one hundred eight pounds Billie had a petite but extremely well toned body.
Her brown hair was thick, glossy and long. Combined with her big brown eyes and an all-over tan she looked younger than her actual age of twenty-five. She didn’t use make up. Her fresh, innocent looks didn’t require it.
As she stirred and started waking up, my heart rate increased; my day was about to become brighter. Yawning, Billie sat up and looked at me with a warm, sleepy smile. Her morning stretch was… erotic.
Sliding out of bed, she once again stretched; rubbing the sleep from her eyes she softly said, “I’m going to take a shower…”
Immediately, I asked, “Want me to join you?”
“Tempting… but no… would you please make me some tea?”
After watching her wonderful nude body glide by me and into the bathroom, I busied myself in the kitchen fixing tea, toasting whole-wheat bagels and another cup of coffee. Placing everything on a tray, I returned to the bedroom.
Finishing in the bathroom, Billie joined me on the bed. I was propped up against the headboard and she knelt down near the foot of the bed sitting back on her feet facing me. Her posture was straight and her knees slightly parted.
Her waist long hair was brushed and hanging loose. The early morning sun created an aura of light around her. It was hard to believe this beautiful nude young woman was my love, my wife. I swallowed a lump in my throat.
As we ate our breakfast we caught up on the everyday details of our life. Final exams were coming up and Billie had exempt all of them, and she had finished all her assigned art projects. I told her about getting re-qualified in all the areas required in my specialty.
With breakfast finished, Billie took the tray back to the kitchen. She returned and curled up next to me resting her head on my lower abdomen. With her right hand she started toying with my cock.
Flipping over onto her right side she looked up at me with a mischievous, teasing glint in her eyes. With a soft growl she pounced on my cock sucking it into her mouth. Using her teeth she started to tenderly gnaw on my burgeoning erection.
Holding my cock with one hand and cradling my balls with the other she continued toying and gnawing around the head. The nymph would then take me all the way down her throat and slid it back out softly chewing at the same time.
Like a dummy, I chose this moment to ask, “Are you going to tell me about the second professor now?” There was a healthy chomp just below the head of my cock. Billie’s eyes locked on mine. “Ooookaay…” I murmured, “Maybe… later…”
Billie let my cock drop from her mouth and said, “Oh hell, okay… let me tell you about the arrogant asshole.” She snuggled up under my right arm and lay her head down on my chest.
“After Charles, the English Lit professor dropped me off Sunday morning; I had about three hours before I had to go to work at the Library. I was sooo fucking horny! I was hoping to get in touch with Thomas, Steve or James, but no one was around.
“To keep my mind off cocks I started working on a skirt I was making out of an old pair of hip hugger jeans. Just before noon I went on over to the library and worked until four. I looked at every guy I saw and wondered if he’d be a good fuck.
“When I got home from the library I continued working on my skirt. After you called I took a shower and went to bed. I had the most erotic dreams! You and I were on a tropical island and I… I was nude the whole time… even when we went in to town…”
She paused and then, “Anyway… Monday morning I was so horny I was about to jump out of my skin. I got up and put on the skimpiest halter-top I had and a pair of scanty, green, terry clothed running shorts and went to the trailhead.
“I was hoping Steve would be there but he wasn’t, however the professor was. He’s run with Steve and I and I’ve run with him on my own. He’s a nice looking man in good shape. When he asked me if I’d like company I was all for it.
“After we finished the run I asked him if he’d like something to drink. As we entered the apartment he came up behind me and pulled my top up and off. At first it was… thrilling. When I kicked my shoes off he took me by my arm and led me into the bedroom.
“When we got in there he stripped off my shorts and kind of pushed me onto the bed. Then… the son of a bitch stuck his face between my legs and licked me like a dog. Next he climbed up on me and shoved his cock in. Humped like a rabbit, came and pulled out.
“Then… the smirking piece of shit used my running shorts to wiped his cock off! Holding his dick as if it was a prize, he said, ‘Hey, I’m impressed. Most girls as small as you can’t take this thing.’
“I looked at it and then up at him and said, ‘That thing? It’s only about two-thirds the size of my husband’s, and that’s being generous. Of course, my husband knows how to use his. Now get the fuck out of my apartment.’
“Oh, he got mad! He clinched his fists, turned white and then red. He jerked his shorts up; the bastard hadn’t even taken them off! Hell, he didn’t even take off his shoes or his tee shirt! And then he went storming out slamming the door. What a turd!”
Holding her I could feel her anger vibrating throughout her body. I told, “I’ll have to have a… hmmm… a one-way conversation with the asshole.”
Snuggling to me, Billie stated in a self-satisfied voice, “He’s gone. Donna told me he’d been denied tenure and they had refused to extend his contract. An interoffice memo had been sent out stating if anyone saw him on campus security was to be notified.”
Softly stroking her hair, neck, shoulders and back I felt her anger start to fade. I murmured to her, “I’m sorry your day got so fucked up.”
“Well, after he left, I fumed for a while. I then said, ‘Fuck it.’ Got up, took a long shower and put on the denim skirt I’d been working on and a small, beige, spaghetti strapped tank top. I put my hair in a pony tail.” She giggled, “I looked like a teenager!
“And then, when I got to class things got so much better… Thomas and Steve were very helpful with my… my horniness…”
“Hmmmm,” I thought and then asked, “And how were they helpful?” As if I didn’t know.
My sweetheart turned her head and looked up at me. The anger was gone and there was a playful glint in her eyes and a small smile on her face. With one smooth, fluid movement, Billie sat on my hips with her knees straddling me.
Leaning forward the little nymph placed her elbows on my chest and rested her chin in her hands. Looking me in the eye with a naughty smile, she wiggled her delightful hiney and in a sultry southern accent whispered, “Why, honey… they fucked me… “
Smiling down at her I arched an eyebrow. The little minx gave me a charming grin and lay her head back down on my chest and continued, “I left the apartment and walked to class. It was such a nice morning and the walk was pleasant… And I was horny as hell!
“I was thrilled when I saw Thomas and Steve walking toward the Art Building.” Giggling she added, “They told me how great I looked and then started razing me about fucking the English Lit professor.
“We laughed our asses off about it and then I told them about what happened that morning with professor asshole. Steve got extremely upset, especially since he had introduced me to him; he said he felt the bastard had betrayed him.
“When we got in class, the instructor told us if we’d finished our projects and were exempt from the final exam, we were free to leave. I knew what I wanted to do… but was kind of shy about asking either one of them to… to take me somewhere and… fuck me.
With her wonderful laugh, she said, “We were standing in front of the building and I suggested we go back to our apartment until we had to go to our next class.” Giggling, “Thomas suggested we go up to his dorm room since it was closer.
“I told them that sounded like a plan. Then Steve kind of mumbled, ‘Well I’ll see y’all in class,’ and started to leave. I grabbed his hand and… and blurted out, ‘No Steve, I want both of you!’
“As we walked toward Thomas’ dorm room they put their arms around me. I… I don’t know which one it was, but one of them slipped his hand up under my skirt and was…he was caressing my bare ass; of course that hiked my skirt up exposing me.
“When I felt another hand slid up under my top and cup my right breast, I knew it was Steve who was playing with my ass. Oh! I was thrilled with the attention they were paying me! We finally made it to Thomas’ room.
Still laughing, my horny little wife said, “Sweetie, since the only thing I was wearing was my tank top, skirt, sandals and my wedding ring I was naked in a second.” Laughing harder she said, “I leaped onto the bed laughing and started bouncing like a kid.
“I was wild! Finally, I flipped over onto my back, spread my legs, raised my knees and planted my feet flat on the bed and started humping the air. I must have looked like a whore! Looking at them I asked, ‘Whose first?’
“Thomas was a little quicker getting between my legs so I reached out and took Steve’s cock in my hand and guided it to my mouth. Thomas had planted his face in my crotch and I told him I wanted his cock in my pussy, not his tongue.
“After a few minutes of some wonderful fucking I stopped them and got on all fours. Thomas continued fucking the daylights out of me and I kept sucking Steve’s cock. I was giddy and going wild! I was banging back against Thomas like a mad woman!
“It didn’t take much longer and Thomas started cumming. I pushed back against him as hard as I could and wiggled my ass. As soon as he finished I dropped Steve’s cock out of my mouth, pulled off Thomas’ cock and spun around so Steve could have my pussy.”
Billie sighed and wrapped her arms around me. She was warm and almost vibrating with her tale of wantonness. I slid my hands down her back, across her tight rump and down to her pussy. It was hot and incredibly wet. I slipped a finger in her.
She worked her hips against my finger and hand. Holding her tight I rolled her on to her back. She spread her legs, bent her knees and presented herself for my pleasure. As wet as she was I still had to work to get my cock into her tight sheath.
We established a slow, pulsing cadence. Pushing my cock in as deep as I could I felt the head bump against her cervix and slide by going deeper. Looking down in he eyes I asked her, “After Steve finished fucking you, could they go again?”
“Oooh, yeeah they could… we… we fucked in every position we could think of… After the initial round of wild, hard, gritty, down and dirty threesomes we settled into some of those sensuous, soft, gentle, deep, slow fucks… the kind I enjoy so much.
“When we were fucking one-on-one, one of them would hold me with my head in their lap, stroke my hair and kiss me while the other one slowly fucked me. Then they’d switch places.
“Sometimes they would mount me in the missionary position and occasionally I’d get on top. A couple of times, just for fun, I’d swing around and do a reverse cowgirl. Both of them seemed to really like that.
“No more threesomes, huh?” I asked.
“Well… during the reverse cowgirl I was able to suck a cock pretty easily and I could really get into it. It felt amazingly decadent bouncing up and down, fucking one cock while sucking another.” She snickered, “I love having two cocks to play with.
“And later, while we were taking a break and Thomas slipped his cock back in me, spooning me. As he slowly slid in and out I twisted around to where I could nurse on the head of Steve’s cock.”
Her big brown eyes were on me as she tried to continue, “Then… then… we…oh god!” She bucked as her orgasm washed over her. “What you are doing feels soooo goood!”
I held my love as she recovered. Panting and with a slight sheen of sweat on her she nuzzled my neck, I kissed her. Breaking our kiss she placed her hands on either side of my head and told me, “You have no idea how much I love and appreciate you.”
Smiling and with half-closed eyes, she continued her tale, “After Thomas… no, I believe it was Steve… oh, it doesn’t really matter, anyway; we noticed the time. We had a class scheduled and we were a mess, especially me.” Laughing, “I was splattered in cum.
“Thomas gave me a towel and I took a shower; for two guys, there was a lot of spunk! Once we were all cleaned up and dressed we went to our next class, and once again we were told if we’d exempt the final exam we were excused. I went over to the library.
“Donna was glad to see me! She asked me if I could work, as she was short handed. I told her I could but I wasn’t really dressed appropriately. She told me I looked fine and asked me to please clock in.”
With her hips wiggling, my lovely gamine laughed, saying, “Honey, my tank-top was made of thin cotton which allowed my nipples to be visible in the bright lights of the library. I had cropped the bottom so it came to just below my rib cage.
“And my skirt! It was made from hip rider jeans, the waistband was just above my pubic mound and the hem was about mid-thigh… I had to be very careful while bending over or reaching up for anything…” Her voice trailed off as she gave in to our sexual appetites.
We continued making love, moving with slow, sensuous deep pulses and soft rocking of our pelvises. Billie’s internal pussy muscles gently constricted and caressed my cock. A soft whimper escaped her, followed by a shiver and a bucking of her hips.
As she settled down from her orgasm her internal heat set me off. I grunted and bucked up into her. My love held me to her tightly, murmuring soft noises in my ear and caressing me. I held her just as tight and expressed my love for her.
After lying there for a while, Billie started squirming and whispered, “… baathrooom.”
I pulled out of her and watched as she rolled over once, hopped up and skipped into the bathroom.
I couldn’t help but laugh as I watched her fanny disappear through the door. Her lower rump and the rear of her upper thighs were shiny with my cum. Sill laughing I said, “I’m gong to get another cup of coffee; do you want anything?” Her answer was no.
Returning from the kitchen with my coffee I settled back against the headboard once again. Billie exited the bathroom, stopped and posed against the bathroom doorframe. There was a devilish smile on her face and a playful glint in her eye.
There was just enough time to place the coffee cup on the bedside table before the imp took one step and leaped onto the bed. Landing on all fours with her butt stuck up in the air; she looked like a cat getting ready to pounce. All that was missing was a lashing tail.
She did pounce, landing on my upper body with hers. She hugged me with all her might and subsequently settled down half-on and half-off of me. Billie then said in a soft voice, “I love you so much!” With a sigh she lay her head down on my chest.
We lay there in a quiet, loving embrace. After awhile, Billie said in a warm soft voice, “Just to answer your unasked questions, I was a good girl for the rest of the week. Thomas and Steve had to go to an interview for an internship at the National Art Gallery.
“I was kept busy working nights at the library and had agreed to pose for the art students that were behind in their projects. James had all his projects turned in and had exempt his finals and he was busy working in his families’ business.”
She sighed, “I haven’t been with James since we had our threesome… if he’d had time I would’ve welcomed him.”
Billie then informed me, “Sweetheart, there’s an end of the school year party next weekend. It’s for Art and Drama majors only … would you be interested in going? You’d get to meet my… my friends…”
Smiling at her, I replied, “Yeah sounds like fun and I’d love to meet your friends.” Then I grinned at my naughty wife and asked, “Will you be getting naked?”
She blushed, giggled, hid her face in my neck and whispered, “Would you mind? I… I can’t explain the thrill I get being the only one nude at a party like this. Others eventually join me,” Laughing, “more girls than guys but still…” She shivered with the thought.
“And dancing nude to the music; the beat of drums driving an almost savage type of desire. The guys holding, touching and caressing, all these sweaty bodies moving, gyrating… it feels primordial, primitive and it is extremely arousing.
“Honey… at the last party, by the time Steve took me out onto the back deck, I was ready to be fucked. And I mean by anybody. If someone had come up behind me, spread my legs and leaned me forward I would have gladly let them fuck me… Oh! I was horny.”
Holding her I could feel her heat emanating from her. Her nipples were hard and hot pressed into my chest. I told her, “Yeah, I’d love to go to the party and watch you dance, to dance with you and watch you get fucked and join your friends in fucking you.”
Billie responded with, “Oh hell yeah! That would be hot! And honey, Leigh and Patti want to not only meet you, but both of them want to fuck you!”
To be continued…
Still holding her tightly, I had asked her, “Are you gong to go out with him again?”
And she had responded with, “No… I don’t think I’m going to do any more professors…”
“One was enough, huh?”
“No… two were enough…”
Surprised I asked, “Two? When was the second one?”
She had then said, “Oh… this past Monday morning after my run. We’ve run together before and he asked if he could join me. We finished the run at our apartment and I asked him if he wanted a drink of water…”
I took her by her hips and lifted so I could pull out of the little minx. Billie clamped down on me and in a soft, barely audible voice, sang a drawn out, “… noooooooo… don’t want you to take it out.”
Since her pussy had a secure grip on the head of my cock, I pushed inward as best I could with a semi-limp dick. Billie relaxed and then re-constricted her muscles. Her actions were drawing my cock back up into her. This… was arousing.
Feeling my renewed erection, she softly grunted, wiggled her ass, locked her legs under mine and snuggled down. I quietly asked her, “Do you want to tell me about the second professor?”
I heard a very soft, “Nooo… it’s late… I’m sleepy…” She gently wiggled her ass again and constricted her pussy holding me firmly in her.
So, I held my sleepy, loving wife, with my cock embedded in her. I listened as her breathing deepened as she drifted off to sleep. I held her warm, nude body to me thinking about how much I loved this petite precocious nymphet.
Eventually, her warmth and the rhythm of her breathing lulled me to sleep. Sometime during the night we separated. As usual, I woke before the sun was up. Billie was now curled next to me with her head on my shoulder still in a deep sleep.
Easing out of bed, I slipped into the kitchen to start a pot of coffee. I then tiptoed back through the bedroom and into the bathroom for a shower. Once I completed my various toiletries in the bathroom I returned to the kitchen for my coffee.
I then ensconced myself in a chair in the bedroom for one of my favorite activities, to watch the love of my life as she slept. At five feet, three inches tall and one hundred eight pounds Billie had a petite but extremely well toned body.
Her brown hair was thick, glossy and long. Combined with her big brown eyes and an all-over tan she looked younger than her actual age of twenty-five. She didn’t use make up. Her fresh, innocent looks didn’t require it.
As she stirred and started waking up, my heart rate increased; my day was about to become brighter. Yawning, Billie sat up and looked at me with a warm, sleepy smile. Her morning stretch was… erotic.
Sliding out of bed, she once again stretched; rubbing the sleep from her eyes she softly said, “I’m going to take a shower…”
Immediately, I asked, “Want me to join you?”
“Tempting… but no… would you please make me some tea?”
After watching her wonderful nude body glide by me and into the bathroom, I busied myself in the kitchen fixing tea, toasting whole-wheat bagels and another cup of coffee. Placing everything on a tray, I returned to the bedroom.
Finishing in the bathroom, Billie joined me on the bed. I was propped up against the headboard and she knelt down near the foot of the bed sitting back on her feet facing me. Her posture was straight and her knees slightly parted.
Her waist long hair was brushed and hanging loose. The early morning sun created an aura of light around her. It was hard to believe this beautiful nude young woman was my love, my wife. I swallowed a lump in my throat.
As we ate our breakfast we caught up on the everyday details of our life. Final exams were coming up and Billie had exempt all of them, and she had finished all her assigned art projects. I told her about getting re-qualified in all the areas required in my specialty.
With breakfast finished, Billie took the tray back to the kitchen. She returned and curled up next to me resting her head on my lower abdomen. With her right hand she started toying with my cock.
Flipping over onto her right side she looked up at me with a mischievous, teasing glint in her eyes. With a soft growl she pounced on my cock sucking it into her mouth. Using her teeth she started to tenderly gnaw on my burgeoning erection.
Holding my cock with one hand and cradling my balls with the other she continued toying and gnawing around the head. The nymph would then take me all the way down her throat and slid it back out softly chewing at the same time.
Like a dummy, I chose this moment to ask, “Are you going to tell me about the second professor now?” There was a healthy chomp just below the head of my cock. Billie’s eyes locked on mine. “Ooookaay…” I murmured, “Maybe… later…”
Billie let my cock drop from her mouth and said, “Oh hell, okay… let me tell you about the arrogant asshole.” She snuggled up under my right arm and lay her head down on my chest.
“After Charles, the English Lit professor dropped me off Sunday morning; I had about three hours before I had to go to work at the Library. I was sooo fucking horny! I was hoping to get in touch with Thomas, Steve or James, but no one was around.
“To keep my mind off cocks I started working on a skirt I was making out of an old pair of hip hugger jeans. Just before noon I went on over to the library and worked until four. I looked at every guy I saw and wondered if he’d be a good fuck.
“When I got home from the library I continued working on my skirt. After you called I took a shower and went to bed. I had the most erotic dreams! You and I were on a tropical island and I… I was nude the whole time… even when we went in to town…”
She paused and then, “Anyway… Monday morning I was so horny I was about to jump out of my skin. I got up and put on the skimpiest halter-top I had and a pair of scanty, green, terry clothed running shorts and went to the trailhead.
“I was hoping Steve would be there but he wasn’t, however the professor was. He’s run with Steve and I and I’ve run with him on my own. He’s a nice looking man in good shape. When he asked me if I’d like company I was all for it.
“After we finished the run I asked him if he’d like something to drink. As we entered the apartment he came up behind me and pulled my top up and off. At first it was… thrilling. When I kicked my shoes off he took me by my arm and led me into the bedroom.
“When we got in there he stripped off my shorts and kind of pushed me onto the bed. Then… the son of a bitch stuck his face between my legs and licked me like a dog. Next he climbed up on me and shoved his cock in. Humped like a rabbit, came and pulled out.
“Then… the smirking piece of shit used my running shorts to wiped his cock off! Holding his dick as if it was a prize, he said, ‘Hey, I’m impressed. Most girls as small as you can’t take this thing.’
“I looked at it and then up at him and said, ‘That thing? It’s only about two-thirds the size of my husband’s, and that’s being generous. Of course, my husband knows how to use his. Now get the fuck out of my apartment.’
“Oh, he got mad! He clinched his fists, turned white and then red. He jerked his shorts up; the bastard hadn’t even taken them off! Hell, he didn’t even take off his shoes or his tee shirt! And then he went storming out slamming the door. What a turd!”
Holding her I could feel her anger vibrating throughout her body. I told, “I’ll have to have a… hmmm… a one-way conversation with the asshole.”
Snuggling to me, Billie stated in a self-satisfied voice, “He’s gone. Donna told me he’d been denied tenure and they had refused to extend his contract. An interoffice memo had been sent out stating if anyone saw him on campus security was to be notified.”
Softly stroking her hair, neck, shoulders and back I felt her anger start to fade. I murmured to her, “I’m sorry your day got so fucked up.”
“Well, after he left, I fumed for a while. I then said, ‘Fuck it.’ Got up, took a long shower and put on the denim skirt I’d been working on and a small, beige, spaghetti strapped tank top. I put my hair in a pony tail.” She giggled, “I looked like a teenager!
“And then, when I got to class things got so much better… Thomas and Steve were very helpful with my… my horniness…”
“Hmmmm,” I thought and then asked, “And how were they helpful?” As if I didn’t know.
My sweetheart turned her head and looked up at me. The anger was gone and there was a playful glint in her eyes and a small smile on her face. With one smooth, fluid movement, Billie sat on my hips with her knees straddling me.
Leaning forward the little nymph placed her elbows on my chest and rested her chin in her hands. Looking me in the eye with a naughty smile, she wiggled her delightful hiney and in a sultry southern accent whispered, “Why, honey… they fucked me… “
Smiling down at her I arched an eyebrow. The little minx gave me a charming grin and lay her head back down on my chest and continued, “I left the apartment and walked to class. It was such a nice morning and the walk was pleasant… And I was horny as hell!
“I was thrilled when I saw Thomas and Steve walking toward the Art Building.” Giggling she added, “They told me how great I looked and then started razing me about fucking the English Lit professor.
“We laughed our asses off about it and then I told them about what happened that morning with professor asshole. Steve got extremely upset, especially since he had introduced me to him; he said he felt the bastard had betrayed him.
“When we got in class, the instructor told us if we’d finished our projects and were exempt from the final exam, we were free to leave. I knew what I wanted to do… but was kind of shy about asking either one of them to… to take me somewhere and… fuck me.
With her wonderful laugh, she said, “We were standing in front of the building and I suggested we go back to our apartment until we had to go to our next class.” Giggling, “Thomas suggested we go up to his dorm room since it was closer.
“I told them that sounded like a plan. Then Steve kind of mumbled, ‘Well I’ll see y’all in class,’ and started to leave. I grabbed his hand and… and blurted out, ‘No Steve, I want both of you!’
“As we walked toward Thomas’ dorm room they put their arms around me. I… I don’t know which one it was, but one of them slipped his hand up under my skirt and was…he was caressing my bare ass; of course that hiked my skirt up exposing me.
“When I felt another hand slid up under my top and cup my right breast, I knew it was Steve who was playing with my ass. Oh! I was thrilled with the attention they were paying me! We finally made it to Thomas’ room.
Still laughing, my horny little wife said, “Sweetie, since the only thing I was wearing was my tank top, skirt, sandals and my wedding ring I was naked in a second.” Laughing harder she said, “I leaped onto the bed laughing and started bouncing like a kid.
“I was wild! Finally, I flipped over onto my back, spread my legs, raised my knees and planted my feet flat on the bed and started humping the air. I must have looked like a whore! Looking at them I asked, ‘Whose first?’
“Thomas was a little quicker getting between my legs so I reached out and took Steve’s cock in my hand and guided it to my mouth. Thomas had planted his face in my crotch and I told him I wanted his cock in my pussy, not his tongue.
“After a few minutes of some wonderful fucking I stopped them and got on all fours. Thomas continued fucking the daylights out of me and I kept sucking Steve’s cock. I was giddy and going wild! I was banging back against Thomas like a mad woman!
“It didn’t take much longer and Thomas started cumming. I pushed back against him as hard as I could and wiggled my ass. As soon as he finished I dropped Steve’s cock out of my mouth, pulled off Thomas’ cock and spun around so Steve could have my pussy.”
Billie sighed and wrapped her arms around me. She was warm and almost vibrating with her tale of wantonness. I slid my hands down her back, across her tight rump and down to her pussy. It was hot and incredibly wet. I slipped a finger in her.
She worked her hips against my finger and hand. Holding her tight I rolled her on to her back. She spread her legs, bent her knees and presented herself for my pleasure. As wet as she was I still had to work to get my cock into her tight sheath.
We established a slow, pulsing cadence. Pushing my cock in as deep as I could I felt the head bump against her cervix and slide by going deeper. Looking down in he eyes I asked her, “After Steve finished fucking you, could they go again?”
“Oooh, yeeah they could… we… we fucked in every position we could think of… After the initial round of wild, hard, gritty, down and dirty threesomes we settled into some of those sensuous, soft, gentle, deep, slow fucks… the kind I enjoy so much.
“When we were fucking one-on-one, one of them would hold me with my head in their lap, stroke my hair and kiss me while the other one slowly fucked me. Then they’d switch places.
“Sometimes they would mount me in the missionary position and occasionally I’d get on top. A couple of times, just for fun, I’d swing around and do a reverse cowgirl. Both of them seemed to really like that.
“No more threesomes, huh?” I asked.
“Well… during the reverse cowgirl I was able to suck a cock pretty easily and I could really get into it. It felt amazingly decadent bouncing up and down, fucking one cock while sucking another.” She snickered, “I love having two cocks to play with.
“And later, while we were taking a break and Thomas slipped his cock back in me, spooning me. As he slowly slid in and out I twisted around to where I could nurse on the head of Steve’s cock.”
Her big brown eyes were on me as she tried to continue, “Then… then… we…oh god!” She bucked as her orgasm washed over her. “What you are doing feels soooo goood!”
I held my love as she recovered. Panting and with a slight sheen of sweat on her she nuzzled my neck, I kissed her. Breaking our kiss she placed her hands on either side of my head and told me, “You have no idea how much I love and appreciate you.”
Smiling and with half-closed eyes, she continued her tale, “After Thomas… no, I believe it was Steve… oh, it doesn’t really matter, anyway; we noticed the time. We had a class scheduled and we were a mess, especially me.” Laughing, “I was splattered in cum.
“Thomas gave me a towel and I took a shower; for two guys, there was a lot of spunk! Once we were all cleaned up and dressed we went to our next class, and once again we were told if we’d exempt the final exam we were excused. I went over to the library.
“Donna was glad to see me! She asked me if I could work, as she was short handed. I told her I could but I wasn’t really dressed appropriately. She told me I looked fine and asked me to please clock in.”
With her hips wiggling, my lovely gamine laughed, saying, “Honey, my tank-top was made of thin cotton which allowed my nipples to be visible in the bright lights of the library. I had cropped the bottom so it came to just below my rib cage.
“And my skirt! It was made from hip rider jeans, the waistband was just above my pubic mound and the hem was about mid-thigh… I had to be very careful while bending over or reaching up for anything…” Her voice trailed off as she gave in to our sexual appetites.
We continued making love, moving with slow, sensuous deep pulses and soft rocking of our pelvises. Billie’s internal pussy muscles gently constricted and caressed my cock. A soft whimper escaped her, followed by a shiver and a bucking of her hips.
As she settled down from her orgasm her internal heat set me off. I grunted and bucked up into her. My love held me to her tightly, murmuring soft noises in my ear and caressing me. I held her just as tight and expressed my love for her.
After lying there for a while, Billie started squirming and whispered, “… baathrooom.”
I pulled out of her and watched as she rolled over once, hopped up and skipped into the bathroom.
I couldn’t help but laugh as I watched her fanny disappear through the door. Her lower rump and the rear of her upper thighs were shiny with my cum. Sill laughing I said, “I’m gong to get another cup of coffee; do you want anything?” Her answer was no.
Returning from the kitchen with my coffee I settled back against the headboard once again. Billie exited the bathroom, stopped and posed against the bathroom doorframe. There was a devilish smile on her face and a playful glint in her eye.
There was just enough time to place the coffee cup on the bedside table before the imp took one step and leaped onto the bed. Landing on all fours with her butt stuck up in the air; she looked like a cat getting ready to pounce. All that was missing was a lashing tail.
She did pounce, landing on my upper body with hers. She hugged me with all her might and subsequently settled down half-on and half-off of me. Billie then said in a soft voice, “I love you so much!” With a sigh she lay her head down on my chest.
We lay there in a quiet, loving embrace. After awhile, Billie said in a warm soft voice, “Just to answer your unasked questions, I was a good girl for the rest of the week. Thomas and Steve had to go to an interview for an internship at the National Art Gallery.
“I was kept busy working nights at the library and had agreed to pose for the art students that were behind in their projects. James had all his projects turned in and had exempt his finals and he was busy working in his families’ business.”
She sighed, “I haven’t been with James since we had our threesome… if he’d had time I would’ve welcomed him.”
Billie then informed me, “Sweetheart, there’s an end of the school year party next weekend. It’s for Art and Drama majors only … would you be interested in going? You’d get to meet my… my friends…”
Smiling at her, I replied, “Yeah sounds like fun and I’d love to meet your friends.” Then I grinned at my naughty wife and asked, “Will you be getting naked?”
She blushed, giggled, hid her face in my neck and whispered, “Would you mind? I… I can’t explain the thrill I get being the only one nude at a party like this. Others eventually join me,” Laughing, “more girls than guys but still…” She shivered with the thought.
“And dancing nude to the music; the beat of drums driving an almost savage type of desire. The guys holding, touching and caressing, all these sweaty bodies moving, gyrating… it feels primordial, primitive and it is extremely arousing.
“Honey… at the last party, by the time Steve took me out onto the back deck, I was ready to be fucked. And I mean by anybody. If someone had come up behind me, spread my legs and leaned me forward I would have gladly let them fuck me… Oh! I was horny.”
Holding her I could feel her heat emanating from her. Her nipples were hard and hot pressed into my chest. I told her, “Yeah, I’d love to go to the party and watch you dance, to dance with you and watch you get fucked and join your friends in fucking you.”
Billie responded with, “Oh hell yeah! That would be hot! And honey, Leigh and Patti want to not only meet you, but both of them want to fuck you!”
To be continued…
Poster:
Jack Stay
