by Thomas Henry
“Mai kissed him and met him thrust-for-thrust. He didn’t last very long. He gave a big groan and came inside her. I could see his balls contracting and his semen pulsing through his cock. After a few thrusts, it started to run out of Mai’s pussy as he continued to pump her. Then he collapsed on top of her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and whispered something in his ear. She occasionally squeezed his cock with her pussy, and after a couple of minutes, he had softened enough that she squeezed him out of her. As his cock flopped out of her, his semen came gushing out and dribbled onto the bed. He rolled over onto his back, breathing hard, his wet cock lying on his stomach.”
“So it really turned you on?” Karen asked.
“Yep. I was hard as a rock, and my balls were aching. I was pretty sure there was a very slippery wet spot in the front of my underwear.”
“Did you join them?”
“Eventually. It was pretty funny. To me, at least. I’m not sure how funny it was for the other guy.”
“Why, what happened?”
“Well, after he came, Mai signaled that I should continue to wait outside the room. She let him catch his breath, and then she began to suck his cock, slowly at first, and then faster as he started to get hard again.”
“He got hard again right away?”
“Pretty much. But remember, he was a young guy. And I think that Mai really got to him. Anyway, she got him hard again and then she climbed on top and guided him into her dripping pussy. She started to ride him, and pretty soon, he grabbed her breasts and began thrusting against her. Mai reached behind her back and signaled for me to come in the room. So, I pushed the door open and walked in.”
“Oh-oh. How did the guy react to that?”
“Well, that was the really funny part. One moment, he was fucking Mai with a rock-hard cock, and the next moment, his deflated cock flopped out of her like it had been shot dead. I’m sure he was freaked out.”
“I’ll bet! So what did he do?”
“He tried to sit up, but Mai held him down, and I told him to relax, that everything was ok. By that time, I was at the side of the bed, so I leaned over and gave Mai a kiss. She grabbed my hard cock through my pants and asked me to join them.”
“Wow! And the guy was ok with that?”
“Not really. I think the shock of me ‘catching’ him with Mai pretty much killed his sex drive. And I don’t think he liked the idea of being in bed with her and another man. He got dressed and left.”
“What did you do?”
“What do you think I did?”
“Have sex with Mai?”
“Yep.”
“How was it, with another man’s cum in her?”
“Well, they don’t call it sloppy seconds for nothing.”
“So it wasn’t so good?”
“Actually, it was great. There was something really stimulating about knowing that his cum was lubricating her pussy for me. I imagined my cock forcing his semen out of her as I replaced it with mine.”
“Wow! I wonder if Ted wants to do that with me.”
“I don’t know. He really hasn’t said all that much to me about the details. He just said that he wanted to watch me fuck you.”
“And it really turned you on watching that guy with Mai?”
“It did.”
“Um, if you don’t mind me asking…do you love Mai?”
“Well, I care about her, of course. But I’ve never really been in love with her.”
“Do you think she loves you?”
“Hard to say. I think she truly cares about me, but I don’t know that she’s in love with me.”
“How long have you been together?”
“In reality, we spend a lot of time apart. She spends at least half of every year in Southeast Asia with her family. But we’ve been together, such as it is, for almost ten years.”
“How did you meet?”
“Well, to borrow a line from the late Redd Foxx, I just opened my wallet and there she was.”
“What?”
“Actually, I met her in a night club here in town.”
“Seems like kind of an odd relationship, with her being gone so much.”
“Yeah, everyone says that.”
“So if you’re not in love with each other, why do you stay together?”
“Money and sex, I suppose.”
“What’s that mean?”
“She likes spending my money, and we have a pretty good sexual relationship.”
“Would she be upset if she knew you were here with me?”
“Not really. We have sort of an understanding. She accepts that I sometimes have sex with someone else when she is away. She figures that it’s her fault because she’s not here to ‘take care’ of me. But she wouldn’t be too happy about it if she were here.”
“I see. Sooo…I have another question.”
“Yes?”
“Would it turn you on watching me with Ted?”
“I have mixed feelings. The idea does turn me on. But to tell the truth, it makes me a bit jealous, too.”
“Jealous? I think I like that,” Karen said as she wiggled her butt against my swelling cock and pulled my arms tightly around her.
We lay there silently for a while and then Karen’s breathing slowed and deepened. There was something gratifying about her allowing herself to fall asleep in my arms. Notwithstanding my momentary sadness over Rachel, I felt content with this lovely woman in my arms.
It must have been two or three hours later, still in the wee hours of the night, when I woke to the feel of someone between my legs, gently sucking on my cock. I needed a moment to remember where I was. I lay there with my eyes closed, still half asleep, as Karen massaged my balls and nursed me to erection.
When I was nice and hard, Karen slid her body up mine, her lush breasts wonderful on my chest. She pulled the blanket up with her so that we both were covered. Lying on top of me, she lowered herself onto me, taking my cock deep into her. She laid her head on my chest and grasped my shoulders. Then she began to slide her body slowly up and down mine, working me back and forth inside her. I wrapped my arms around her and began moving my hips in gentle rhythm with her. We continued like that for a long, long time. Slowly, gently, neither of us saying anything. Eventually, Karen kissed my ear and whispered, “I want to feel you cum inside me again. Give me your sperm.”
Her words had an amazing effect. My orgasm seemed to come out of nowhere. I grabbed her hips and held her tight as I pumped my semen into her for the second time that night.
“Oh, god! That feels so good,” she said. “It’s so warm…” In time, our breathing slowed and we drifted off to sleep again, my cock still deep inside her.
The sky was just beginning to show a hint of light when we awoke again. Karen snuggled into me, wrapping her arms around me and intertwining her legs with mine. “I hate to say this,” she said, “but you probably should go before my neighbors get up and see your car still here. I don’t want to embarrass Ted by having someone tell him another man spent the night with me while he was gone.”
* * * *
It must have been about three weeks later when I got the call. A stern male voice said, “I hear you fucked my wife!” My mind raced. Was it Ted? I really didn’t know his voice very well. Or was it some other guy whose wife wasn’t springing to mind at the moment? I remained quiet. After a long, awkward silence, he spoke again, “Get your ass over here and do it again! I want to watch.” Now I was sure it was Ted.
“Bill,” I said. “How did you find out?”
“This isn’t Bill.”
“Oh. Um…Jonathan?”
The voice on the phone started to chuckle. “You’re fucking with me, aren’t you.”
“Moi?”
“Yeah, you. So how about coming over and fucking with Karen for me?”
“Think she’s up for it this time?”
“She says so. Apparently you two got along pretty well while I was at sea.”
“
I thought so.”
We chatted a bit more and made plans to get together that evening.
I arrived at their home about nine o’clock. Ted greeted me at the door wearing only a towel wrapped around his waist. It had a pronounced bulge in front. I felt a pang of jealousy.
“Come in,” he said. He followed my gaze down to his crotch. “I’ve been warming her up for you.”
“Looks like she’s been warming you up, too.”
Ted grinned. “Ever try Viagra? I’ve been trying to wear out that four-hour erection.”
“Good luck with that,” I said as another pang of jealousy shot through me.
“Thanks. Why don’t you go on up to the bedroom and get reacquainted with Karen while I get us something to drink.”
As I climbed the familiar stairs, I thought back to the one time I had tried Viagra. The Leonid meteor shower was supposed to be spectacular, and I wanted to see it. But it’s hard to get a good look at the night sky on Oahu. Just too much ambient light from all the homes and street lights. So I flew over to Molokai to spend the night with a free-spirited woman I had met online. She lived out in the country, and the night sky was spectacular. She smoked some “medical” marijuana and gave me a Viagra tablet. She said to let it dissolve under my tongue because it would get into my bloodstream quicker than if I swallowed it. I don’t know if that’s true, but one way or the other, the damned thing worked. We spent the entire night naked under the shooting stars, fucking on top of a picnic table in the middle of her back yard. Actually, I caught my limit of orgasms within the first hour, but it seemed such a shame to waste the hard-on, so I fucked her for several more hours just for the pleasure of making her cum again and again.
It was quiet and dark at the top of the stairs. The kids must have been spending the night somewhere else again. I popped a breath mint into my mouth as I felt my way along the hall to the bedroom. The door was slightly ajar, emitting a faint glow. I knocked lightly as I pushed it open far enough for me to enter.
Several candles flickered around the room, giving it a warm, intimate feel. I could see Karen lying in the middle of the bed, naked except for a rumpled sheet pulled over her thighs and pussy. “Hey, stranger,” she said. “Welcome back.”
I stepped over to the bed and leaned over and kissed her lightly on the lips. “Hey yourself. Is everything ok? Are you sure you’re up for this?”
“I think so. I guess time will tell.”
“We don’t have to, you know.”
“I know. But I think it will be fine.” She reached over and took my hand. “Take off your clothes and get in here with me.”
My cock stirred and I took a deep breath. This could be really good. Or really bad. I stripped and slid into bed with Karen. She immediately came into my arms, hugging and kissing me. She kicked the sheet away and intertwined her legs with mine, pressing her pussy against my rapidly swelling cock.
As we continued to kiss, I explored her body with my hands. I slid my hand down to the small of her back and pulled her firmly against me. I felt the smooth roundness of her ass and then explored the warmth between her thighs. She was hot and wet. I parted her pussy lips with my fingers and slipped two of them into her just far enough to assess the source of her wetness. Didn’t feel like semen, so I figured that Ted had held back until I got there. I made sure my fingertips were nice and wet and then I started massaging her clit with a gentle circular motion. Karen took a firm grip on my cock and I was instantly rock-hard. She began stroking me in time with my fingers on her.
We continued kissing for a while, our lips locked together, our tongues intertwined. Then I rolled over on top of her and began kissing my way down her throat to her chest. I kissed one nipple and then the other. I took one between my lips and sucked it to fullness. Then I sucked the other. Karen arched her back and pressed her pussy against my chest.
When I had sucked both nipples to plumpness, I began kissing my way down Karen’s belly. Her pubic hair still was trimmed short. I liked that. Somehow sexier than removing it totally. Womanly, rather than girlish.
As I continued to kiss my way toward Karen’s pussy, I was pretty sure I heard the door latch click. Ted must have arrived with the drinks, but I wasn’t thirsty just yet. At least not for alcohol. I kissed Karen’s inner thighs, wondering what it would be like to put my mouth where Ted’s dick had been a few minutes earlier. Only one way to find out. I licked her pussy lips and then parted them with my tongue. Her flavor was different from last time. A bit fruity, perhaps. I guessed that I was tasting some kind of flavored personal lubricant.
As I plunged my tongue deep into her, I remembered how wonderfully she had lubricated naturally for me last time, and I wondered why she felt she needed the artificial lubricant this time. Maybe she was apprehensive about how things would go tonight. As I explored her with my tongue, I got the sense that she was getting wetter. Her natural lubrication was thicker as it started to flow and began to coat my tongue. I worked it up to her clit and flicked it very lightly with the tip of my tongue. Karen moaned a bit and took hold of my head with both hands, pulling me deeper between her thighs. I took hold of her clit with my lips and sucked firmly, stretching her and drawing her into my mouth. She pressed her hands against the sides of my head and shuddered. With her hands on my ears, I couldn’t be sure, but I thought I heard Ted groan.
As I continued to work her pussy with my lips and tongue, I reached up and captured her breasts with my hands. I massaged them and squeezed her nipples. She put her hands on mine, pressing them hard against her breasts and helping me to squeeze her nipples. She cried out softly and rolled her head from side to side. Then she stiffened, arching her back and clamping my head between her thighs. I held still and waited for her to relax her grip on my head and my hands. After a few moments, she started to relax and I began running my tongue slowly up and down between her pussy lips. After a few strokes, Karen began to move with me a bit.
I was just about to kiss my way back up her body when I heard Ted say, “Suck his cock.”
Karen sort of pushed me off of her and over onto my back. She rolled over onto her hands and knees. She kissed my lips lightly, teasing them with the tip of her tongue. Then she kissed her way down my chest and stomach. She skipped over my pubic hair and went straight to my balls, kissing and licking them as she cradled them in her fingers. Then she ran the flat of her tongue firmly up the underside of my cock, sending a thrill of anticipation through me. She ran her tongue down and back up several times before grabbing my cock and plunging it into her mouth. My cock throbbed as she sucked, massaging the sensitive underside of the head with her tongue.
After a while, I heard Ted say, “Here, fuck him.” I glanced over and saw him tear the wrapper from a condom and hand it to Karen. She placed it over the head of my cock and then rolled it down my shaft. She straddled me and used her hand to slide the head of my cock back and forth between her pussy lips, spreading her lubrication. Then she slowly sank down on me until my whole length was inside her. She was hot, even through the condom. She placed her hands on my shoulders and started to slide herself up and down my cock. She leaned over farther and let her breasts swing, her nipples tracing patterns on my chest. It instantly reminded me of Rachel, who was the first woman ever to do that to me. A bittersweet memory that I tried to put out of my mind.
Karen sat up, fully impaled on my cock, and reached behind her with both hands. She arched her back, showcasing those magnificent tits, as she massaged my balls between her hands. Then she began to move her hips forward and back like a child riding a rocking horse, grinding her clit on the base of my cock. I cupped her breasts and fondled her nipples. They were full and hard.
Karen rode me slowly, letting her full weight press her pussy hard against me. I moved with her, lifting my hips with each stroke, making sure my whole length stayed deep within her. I massaged her breasts as she rode me, rolling her nipples firmly between my thumbs and forefingers. I felt my orgasm start to rise, and if she
had been riding me bareback, I probably would have lost control. But the condom reduced my sensitivity, and I just didn’t like the mental image of cumming in the condom instead of her. So, I managed to hold on.
I wondered how strongly Ted felt about me using the condom. How would he feel about another man inseminating his wife? Was he under the impression that Karen and I had used condoms last time? Having her ride a wrapped cock is one thing, but letting another man inseminate her is quite another. For me, watching another guy pump his semen into Mai was a real turn-on. But thinking about Rachel letting another man fill her with his sperm was a punch in the gut.
I glanced over to where I guessed Ted was. He was sitting in a chair, naked, watching us intently, and stroking himself. Even in the dim light, I could see that his cock was leaking that clear, slippery male lubricant. He obviously was quite stimulated.
I decided I’d had enough of Karen on top, so I pulled her body down against my chest, wrapped an arm around her, and rolled her onto her back with my cock still buried in her. She draped her arms around my neck and spread her legs wide for me. She seemed to be showing Ted that she wasn’t just allowing me to fuck her. She wanted me to fuck her.
I started by giving her slow, deep strokes. We touched lips, and then I slid my cheek against hers and whispered in her ear, “God, you turn me on. I could do this all night long.”
“Mmm…me too!” she whispered. “Too bad about the condom, though. I like feeling you cum inside me.”
That thought almost drove me over the edge. I stopped moving and kissed Karen again. This time, we took our time and really kissed, intertwining our tongues, intermixing our juices. Way back in the back of my mind, I couldn’t help but wonder how Ted was reacting. Was our intimacy turning him on, or was it making him jealous? A pretty big part of me really didn’t give a damn. It was totally focused on making love to Karen.
Our kissing became more passionate as we speeded up the tempo of our fucking. I could feel my balls slapping against Karen’s ass each time I plunged into her. The mental image of my balls swinging between Karen’s thighs nearly pushed me over the edge. I wondered what it was doing for Ted.