Our First Time: Anthology of a Menage

by Jennifer O'Donnell

  By the following day, I had to admit that I was excited to be working with Jose on this venture and happy to please my husband. According to Jamie, Jose had a good spirit. At Jose’s studio we knocked on the door and he greeted us, but I had a feeling that Jose was looking at me as though I were a piece of meat. All of a sudden I felt heaviness in my sexual area. Why did he have this strange effect on me?

  We made our way into the rather spacious work room and to my surprise, there was a young woman seated on a love seat. She stood up and offered her hand, “Hello, nice to meet you, my name is Jessica, but you can call me Jess--- everyone does. I’m Jose’s assistant.” Jessica looked younger than me, maybe in her early twenties.

  “So where do you want her, Jose?” Jamie asked, not wasting any time. “Right over here.” I moved to the place indicated. “You’ll have to be completely naked for this sculpture, Nina.” I turned pale, “What?” I turned to Jamie, “When were you going to tell me that? Do you really expect me to get naked and be comfortable in front of these people?” I gestured in the direction of Jose and Jessica.

  “Well, yes honey, the sculpture has to capture all of your nuances to really hit the spot for me.” My desire was to aim to please Jamie, but I must admit I knew I would feel uncomfortable being naked in front of Jose and Jess. My body still looked pretty decent, but I definitely had my insecurities.

  “I’m here to help you, Nina and we do this kind of thing all the time, so don’t mind us. In fact, would you like a glass of wine? It’ll help you to relax,” Jessica offered. “Sure, I’ll have one, why the hell not.” It felt like the situation was my fault for having agreed to the sculpture before really knowing about all the particulars.” “I’ll go grab the wine, feel free to undress behind the screen. There’s a robe you can wear until you’re ready to pose.”

  I went behind the screen and quickly slid out of my khaki shorts and tank top, wrapped myself into the white robe and made my way over to the sofa where Jamie began to position me for the sculpture. Then, as I was sipping my glass of chardonnay, both Jess and Jose manipulated my body into a more seductive pose.

  “It’s time to put away the wine Nina.” I handed the glass to Jess as requested. As I glanced across the room at Jamie, I saw his dick was bulging underneath his pants. He was clearly enjoying the situation. As our eyes made contact e winked at me, and I puckered up my lips at him as if giving him a kiss.

  Jose began his work, covering my body with plaster to construct a mold with which to ultimately construct the sculpture. At that moment I was happy that my pussy was shaved clean, otherwise I would have been a little embarrassing. Several hours flew by, but I was hardly aware of time going by as the artist and his helper kept me entertained. After a while my feeling of awkwardness disappeared and I felt comfortable in my own skin.

  Jamie and I returned home around seven-thirty and as soon as we stepped into the foyer, Jamie pinned me up against the wall and started kissing me with a lust and passion that I had never felt with him before. This took me by surprise, and I liked it. I kissed him back with hunger while he pressed his body firmly against mine and I could feel his hard cock on my belly. For a moment I had a flashback of him watching me back at the art studio with his cock pushing against his pants. He hauled me into the living room and roughly pushed me down on the sofa. In no time his pants were on the floor and his hard cock was in my mouth. I sucked on it like it was the first time I had ever given him head, and I just couldn’t get enough. My mouth was watering as I deep throated him. Then I used my hands to run up and down his shaft coming to the tip with my tongue and encircling it. He couldn’t wait to get into my warm pussy and feel it on his dick. He ripped off my shorts, pulled me off the sofa and turned me around so that my hands were on the back of the couch. Then he eased my right leg up so that it rested comfortably on the arm of the chair.

  “I’m gonna destroy this fat pussy with my cock, you little bitch.” “Talk dirty to me Papa; you know I love when you talk to me like I’m a dirty little slut!” I exhaled as his cock entered my hole; it felt incredible, and I moaned in ecstasy. “Oh baby, you are so wet and juicy.”“You like it like that, Papa?” “Hell yeah, I wanna make you cum till you drip all over this place!”

  He thrust himself deeper and deeper into my cunt until I felt a climax building. I could feel it coming on, like a quake about to shake the hell out of the earth. Then it happened and I honestly can’t remember much beyond that. It seemed like I fell out of ordinary reality for a moment, and then floated down to a very contented place. The next thing I knew it was morning.

  “Wake up sunshine,” I heard a voice over me. I peeped and it was bright all over. I was in my bed but between the glass of wine at the studio and the mind blowing sex, I didn’t know how I got there. Jamie must have carried me to the bedroom.

  “Good morning, hon.” I said with a big smile on my face as I stretched out beneath the covers. “Are you ok? I hope you’re not too sore from last night.” “Actually, I’m fine, not sore at all.” “Well good, because you owe me.” “What do I owe you, Mr. Carrington?” “You passed out after you had your orgasm last night and I didn’t get mine.” “Oh? Well I need to settle my debt then.”

  I got out of bed and quickly jumped into the shower and brushed my teeth. Then I went back to assume the position to please my man. As I lay there under the blanket in the nude, Jamie joined me. The next thing I felt was a warm tongue lashing my clitoris. “Ooohhh…,” I squirmed in ecstasy. He spread my legs further apart, and hungrily licked and suckled away at my pussy with his tongue. I felt myself building again toward climax, so I pushed his head away. I didn’t want to let him make me cum so quickly. He held off a little and then came at it again. I got so aroused that I started begging him to enter me, but he stalled for the better. As caressed my legs with his firm hand, he nibbled at my clit. “Please babe, please... give it to me,” I begged like I needed his rod for survival. Then he got up from under the covers and lay on top of me so that I could stare into his longing eyes. Slowly he guided his cock into my warm wet cunt and began to work it in and out. The slow rhythm was affording me so much pleasure that I felt I could let him live right there in my hole forever. Picking up the pace, he started stabbing me faster and harder, faster and harder. “Yes Papa, fuck me hard, work this pussy.” “Talk to me baby, bring my cum” “Where do you want to cum, Papa?”“In your mouth, bitch, I want you to drink it all.” I flipped my head back and opened my mouth wide; to show him I was ready. “Awwwww, oh fuck, baby.” He withdrew and hurriedly climbed over me. I tilted my head back to make it easy for him and he climaxed in my mouth. “Hmmmm.” I moaned as I licked my lips so as not to waste any of his sweet juice. Then he plopped down beside me on the bed and we cuddled, feeling complete in each other’s arms.

  The following week we set an appointment to see Jose and examine the progress of his work. Between my day job and spending my nights humping, I hardly had time for any of my other interests. I was really feeling tired and sore from trying all the different positions that we were now using. We were having coitus all over the house! I enjoyed it and I felt pleased. We had always had a pretty active sex life, but ever since Jamie saw me naked in front of Jess and Jose, it had skyrocketed to a new level. Maybe the experience made Jamie feel young again.

  The following Wednesday evening we pulled up at the studio. It had been raining all day and the temperature had fallen to about sixty-nine degrees, so I had worn a light cardigan over my little skater dress, and some loafers to keep my feet from getting soaked. Jose escorted us to the work bench where he had parts of my sculpted body laid out and waiting for assembly.

  “I have to put this together in your bedroom, otherwise we won’t be able to get it through the door.” declared Jose. “That makes sense,” I agreed. Jamie seemed oddly quiet and when I turned around to look at him, he was standing directly behind me, breathing heavily. I glanced down, and his wood was so hard that even Jose could see the bulge of his crotch.
Immediately I started feeling hot and my breathing started to step up.

  Jose walked away. Jamie grabbed me and started caressing my nipples which were now swollen and showing through my cardigan. He kissed my lips briefly and parted my legs. Then he pulled my thong to the side and slipped one finger inside my hot wet goodness. “Ahh…” I let out a soft moan of pleasure. He inserted another finger and started to work my pussy. He silenced the moan by sticking his tongue into my mouth and for a moment we totally forgot where the hell we were until we heard someone clear their throat to get our attention.

  Jose had returned, and I’m not quite sure how long he had been standing there watching us. He was holding a bottle of wine and three wine glasses. He set the bottle down and gestured toward the glasses. Jamie pulled his fingers from under my dress, which were dripping with love juice, picked up the wine bottle and started to pour. I must say it felt awkward, but Jose’s spirit seemed so warm and welcoming, that I lost my feeling of embarrassment. We stood there briefly in the silence, sipping on wine.

  Jamie broke the ice, going for the kill, “Jose, do you want to feel what my wife feels like?” Jose grinned broadly, “You can’t be serious,” “Serious as a judge, in fact, I can tell she wants to feel you inside of her, right honey?” Sheepishly, I nodded my head affirmatively.

  “Well, you don’t have to invite me twice.” He grinned. He walked toward me, and then around me like a jungle cat assessing the position of his prey. Then he fell on his knees and eased my dress up, using his nimble hands to cup my ass while he buried his nose in my pleasure zone. Eventually, he stood up and led me over to the loveseat in the center of the studio.

  Jamie sat in a chair across from the sofa just watching us. Jose gently laid me out on the loveseat and dove between my legs. Let me tell you, this guy could eat pussy! He tongue fucked me with his long stiff tongue, and sucked and pulled on my clit like he hadn’t fucked or sucked anyone in a long time and I felt both nasty and exhilarated . After nibbling at my flower, he outstretched his arms so he could play with my hard nipples. Then he stood up just long enough to ease me out of my clothing so that I was fully naked and free of hindrances. Jamie was playing with his cock while lounging in the chair across the room. I could see he was enjoying every bit of this as much as I was.

  Jose walked away for a moment and when he came back, he had a condom packet. He skillfully used his teeth to open the package then rolled the rubber onto his penis. He looked to be about seven inches---and he was thick, too! Then he eased me up off the chair to exchange places and commanded me to sit on his lap so that I was facing Jamie across the room. “I want you to ride me.”

  I guided his rod deep inside of me and I started to move up and down slowly, trying to get used to his size. As I began to feel my rhythm, Jamie must have sensed that I was comfortable. He got up and stood in front of me, pulling his trousers down, and pushed his rock hard dong into my mouth. I received it with gratitude and started to suck on it like it was a lollipop at a candy store. I liked it, and sucked it like my life depended on pleasing him. Jose helped me to keep balance as I glided up and down on his shaft while I focused on pleasuring my husband.

  My thoughts reeled---I could get used to this! It felt down and dirty, nasty, and rude, and I loved it. Jose tilted me over and started really stabbing my pussy with force, and Jamie held my head firm and rammed his cock deep down my throat. Jose stabbed my meat with such force and Jamie rammed his cock so deep in my throat that I melted!

  I let go, I had no choice. My feet buckled with the intensity of my climax and both men had to hold me up as I let go of my sweet release. It felt like a rushing river that wouldn’t stop. Jose continued to work my pussy and then he bucked and let out a howl as his love liquid spat from his wood into the condom. Then he eased out of me and headed towards to the bathroom to clean up.

  Jamie beckoned to me to stand and had me bend over as far as I could, almost to the position of six-thirty on a clock. Then he rammed his dick hard and fast into me while he held onto me at the hips to help me keep balanced. He fucked me like he was a bull fucking his bitch, like he was pulling out my uterus with his rod, going in deeper and deeper. I felt myself getting light headed with my head hanging down so I eased up to a standing position. That move did it for him. He let out a shriek as I felt his member jerk deep inside me. He couldn’t even pull out. He just wrapped his arms around me and held me tightly to him, while trying to steady his breathing…

  Neither of us talked about what had happened, I simply gathered my garments and got dressed. As I walked out of the studio and out to the car, Jamie followed and we rode home in silence. I couldn’t wrap my head around what had taken place, but I made a personal resolution not to over-think what had happened or over-react. After all, I had enjoyed every bit of it and truth be told, I knew I would do it again if the opportunity arose. At that thought, I smiled. I had to admit, that it was pretty darn hot and steamy, and even though I had never done anything like it before, I was glad that it came about. I didn’t have the time to give it too much thought or back out. It was totally spontaneous and we all went with the flow.

  As soon as we got back to our house, I immediately rushed to the bathroom, stripped off my clothes and turned on the shower. I let it run for a little while before stepping in and washing my body thoroughly. I patted myself dry with one of my large spa towels and slipped into a chemise. Admittedly, I was tired, so I plopped into bed and in no time, drifted into a deep restful slumber.

  Jamie broke the silence between us on the following morning over coffee, “How did you enjoy yesterday?” He had a concerned look on his face, maybe due to my silence. “Actually, I might have enjoyed it a little too much.” I gave him a wide grin, and we both broke into laughter. Then I questioned him, “Weren’t you at all jealous, when you saw your artist friend plunging inside of me?” “No dear, in fact it turned me on wickedly. I feel secure with you, and I know by now that no man could take you away from me based solely on sex.” he asserted. “That’s true baby, they would have to come with a whole lot more than hot sex and a nice fat cock,” I assured.

  Jose called the following Friday afternoon to advise that the piece was ready to be delivered and requested a time. “Sunday is as good a time as any,” I heard Jamie telling him over the phone. I usually cook a nice meal on Sundays, and thought it might be nice to have company. I heard Jamie say, “That’s fine, I understand, of course that’s not an issue. See you on Sunday, five o’clock, bye.” “What’s not an issue?” I queried. “He has to bring Jess, his assistant to help with the assembly.” “Oh, OK. That’s cool.”

  On Saturday I went out grocery shopping. I found myself feeling excited for a lot of reasons. To begin with, I always enjoy company, and they were going to deliver my own unique piece of sculpture. Plus, I was going to get to see Jose which would flood my mind with flashbacks of activities enjoyed the previous week.

  I thought about making some braised lamb chops, or grilled chicken to serve with asparagus or French beans. We could open a good bottle of wine, and for dessert have a really nice chocolate rum bread pudding.

  On Sunday I rose early to get things started. I didn’t like spending forever in the kitchen, so I never allotted more than a couple of hours to prepare meals. I actually finished up pretty early and began sipping on wine while awaiting the arrival of our guests.

  Every time I experienced the memory of Jose inside me, my pussy contracted spontaneously in my drawers.

  Jess and Jose arrived, both loaded down with various parts and pieces of my sculpture. I directed them to our bedroom and they immediately began the set up of the piece. It took them about two hours to get it right and they finished around dusk.

  Jamie had stood there watching them through the entire process, putting in his occasional “two cents worth.” I, on the other hand, relaxed in the living room and watched some reality TV, sipping on my wine. I heard Jamie say, “I hope you are both famished.” “Oh yeah, thanks, we could ea
t.” Jose was up for some home cooking.

  I guessed that was my cue to haul my ass into the kitchen and I got busy. Jess came along offering me assistance and I didn’t refuse. I directed her to the cabinet where I store my plates and the drawer with the cutlery. She began setting the table and I started taking the meal from the warmer to the table. “Dinner is served guys.”

  “Yum,” Jamie exclaimed, rubbing his hands together. “My wife is the best cook ever.” “I am simply the best wife ever, period” I chortled.

  Dinner was relaxing and informal. We passed the food around the table and helped ourselves. Everyone really chowed down and nothing was left to put away. I really enjoyed my role as hostess, and pleased that everyone liked my cooking.

  After dinner we moved along to the living room and started to chat about current affairs and then took up the subjects of culture and art. In the course of things we got around to the sculpture we had purchased, and the strengths and challenges that came along with the job. Then Jessica spoke up, “Listen, I have to apologize, Jamie and Nina and I hate to eat and run, but I have an appointment that I need to keep in about a half hour. I’m going to have to say good night and that I’ve enjoyed your wonderful hospitality.” She headed toward the door to make her exit. “No apologies needed, Jess. Thanks for coming and working with Jose to set “me” up.” So we saw Jess off and returned to the living room.

  “Do you guys have any beer or hard liquor?” Jose inquired. “Oh, but of course!” Jamie moved towards our bar setup. “What do you feel like having?” “Maybe some Crown Royal chased with

  apple juice. “Do you have that?” “But of course and what will you be drinking Nina?” “I’ll take coconut Ciroc with pineapple juice, Hon’.”

  Jose started glaring at me like a tiger stalking his prey. I liked his approach and I knew he wanted me. I smiled at him in a shy way, hoping I would soon feel his rod inside me again. I began to wonder if Jamie was going to initiate a threesome once again, and considered whether or not I should be the initiator because I really wanted to move ahead with another session. The wine was inducing a really mellow feeling and I was ready to go.