Stretching My Marriage Vows

by Laran Mithras

  A thrill coursed through me. He remembers? "Oh, uh…I thought you might be busy with your birthday."

  His eyes were on mine. His mouth close. "I've been looking forward to this all day."

  What?

  His mouth came forward and his lips touched mine. Ohmigosh, ohmigosh, ohmigosh! I opened my mouth, shaking suddenly so hard that my teeth clicked against his. A warmth flooded me – a heat of discovery and passion that overwhelmed my senses and caused all thoughts and reason to flee. Our kiss grew slowly and ended with a forceful exploration that left me panting heavily. I blinked several times as I felt the room spinning around me.

  He likes me!

  His second kiss was met by my eager and welcome mouth. I pulled on his tongue with mine. I sucked on his mouth and pulled his head against me. My heart thundered in my chest and my breasts rose and fell heavily.

  I wasn't sure who was getting the present here, tonight. Me or him? Finally getting what I wanted, I yearned for more. Is there somewhere we can kiss all night?

  His hand touched my breast. I arched my back, moaning. He wants to touch me? Oh, yes, baby. Here I am.

  We were interrupted by Rachel leading my husband and Ellie back into the library. We broke the kiss and I tried to arrange myself and slow my breathing.

  I glanced up with a panicked and searching look. Rachel was smiling, but had she blocked Jim's view of us? He didn't appear angry.

  I let out a very slow, secret breath. I did not look at Carson. No way.

  If Rachel had noticed, she didn't say anything. Jim and Ellie were chatting about her job and I felt relief at the edge of disaster. The doom slowly retreated and I began to relax.

  Rachel said, "Time for cake."

  She cut five small pieces and handed them out on little plates of fine China.

  Whatever it was, it was good – not something store bought.

  I said, "Did you make this?"

  Rachel smiled sweetly and nodded. "All organic."

  "It's very good."

  "Old family recipe I adapted. Beats the super-sweet store cakes."

  Ellie said, "The store ones make me want to gag."

  Carson handed me a fresh drink. "Have I ever showed you the whole house?"

  I shook my head. "No…"

  "What a shame. Let's fix that." He held out his hand.

  Would he try to kiss me again? I was interested in seeing the house, but I was far more interested in kissing again.

  I followed him out and up the stairs.

  ~ ~ ~

  Carson said to me, "I hope I didn't shock you with the kiss."

  Oh my gosh, he wants to talk about it? My heart raced faster. "It did."

  "I'm sorry." He turned and stopped in the second floor hall.

  Uh, he misunderstood. "No, I mean… It was a good shock."

  He smiled at my answer, interest on his face. "Oh? I'd been wanting to for some time."

  Why didn't you kiss me? "Oh? Really?"

  He leaned close.

  I backed up against the wall and parted my lips.

  He looked at my mouth and grinned wickedly. "It was better than I expected."

  "It was?" Why do I sound so dumb?

  He nodded. His head moved in and we kissed again. Our mouths met, hot and wet. I could feel his fervor. His body pressed into mine and he pushed me up against the wall.

  I had nowhere to go.

  There was no place I wanted to go.

  His heat became mine and we kissed hungrily for several minutes. I realized we were grinding our crotches against each other. The kiss ended and I groaned.

  He backed up. "Let me finish showing you the rest…"

  Great. I'd rather kiss. "Okay."

  He showed me the upper office he used. There were four additional guest bedrooms, each with their own bath suite. The master bedroom was palatial. A huge king-size bed dominated one wall. A large sun window ran along the eastern facing. Arrayed along it were a couch, a loveseat, and two plush chairs. A small coffee table added an elegance that impressed me. Two dressers and a three-fold standing mirror were on the wall to the master bathroom. It held a tub/spa combo, a small sauna booth and looked about as big as my own master bedroom at home.

  I said, "Wow."

  "We took all the options on this one."

  I followed him back out.

  He turned and took me in his arms.

  Oh goody! Another kiss. I was eager.

  We melted into each other and relaxed in the comfort of our embrace. I could feel it in him. But his manly bulge was obviously feeling no comfort.

  His hand reached into my blouse.

  I froze, looking towards the open door.

  He smiled at me, his eyes certain. "We won't be disturbed."

  Somehow, his confidence inspired me. You can disturb me, then. "Oh…" If he felt we wouldn't be, then I didn't need to be worried about Jim misunderstanding things.

  His hand reached back in and began caressing my left breast.

  I closed my eyes and breathed deeply in tension and relief. It felt very good, even if he was just rubbing on my bra. The fact that this man's hand was in my blouse seemed right.

  I felt him unbuttoning my blouse. I opened my eyes, not sure what to say.

  He held a finger to his lips in a shushing motion.

  I stayed still.

  He removed my blouse and unsnapped my skirt. It fell around my knees and he stepped back to look at me.

  Does he like it? Is he turned off? I chewed my lip.

  He took a deep breath and shook his head.

  I felt the panic of doom descend on me.

  CHAPTER 9

  I felt ready to cry. He doesn't like me.

  He was shaking his head faster. "Absolutely beautiful."

  I drew in a ragged breath, not realizing I had been holding it. I felt a sudden flood of warmth course through me and send shivers up my spine. My mouth dropped open in shock.

  He reached to the side, towards the bed, and tore the cover off with a vicious swipe. Then he grabbed me.

  My heart began thumping hard in my chest. I breathed rapidly as his firm hands gripped me. He pushed me down onto the bed. With an irritated move, he stripped his shirt off. His chest was lightly haired and leanly muscled.

  I loved it.

  He climbed over me and pushed me down. His mouth descended on mine.

  I lost all sense of anything but the soft mattress of the bed and his manly form pressing me into it. Our tongues made love in a way that left me gasping.

  When he stopped kissing me, I panted. His hands roamed over my bra. His bulge was pressing into my clit and I moaned with comfort. It felt like it belonged there.

  He got up and I thought that was going to be the end. Instead, he slipped off his trousers. He stood there in his briefs, his bulge prominent and outlined. He climbed back on the bed and laid on me, pressing his bulge against my pussy. I tilted my hips up for him, wanting to feel it.

  He moved to the side and we rolled so that I was on top of him. I think that was when I lost control. I bent down to him and kissed him, my hips grinding furiously on his briefs. I could feel his hardness there and I shamelessly rubbed my panties all over it.

  His hands roamed over my back and butt, squeezing and caressing.

  I felt his heat. I felt his passion. And I felt his manhood yearning to touch me.

  That's when I felt the hands pulling down my panties.

  I blinked because I felt his hands on my back. I looked back in panic.

  Carson hugged me to him with a reassuring squeeze.

  Rachel was there, smiling at me with smoky eyes. She was pulling my panties down.

  I tensed up. "Oh, I…uh…"

  She shushed me and climbed over both of us. She brought her face close to mine and whispered in my ear. "Shh… I want to give my husband something special. Something he's wanted."

  Rachel moved back down and pulled my panties down. She slid them off me while I tried to understand what she me
ant. She unhooked my bra and took it from me.

  Carson was smiling, hungry and interested. He rolled me over to my back and looked down at my breasts. He said, "They're so beautiful."

  I looked back and forth between him and his wife. "Uh…"

  Rachel was shaking her head. "And you try so hard to hide them."

  His mouth on my left nipple caused my mouth to open in shock. Tingles of pleasure tore up my spine and flickered along my arms, raising my small hairs there.

  I was flabbergasted. She's okay with her husband doing this? To me? I moaned to his tongue and felt his bulge nudging my bare pussy. He was still in his briefs, but it felt so deliciously good.

  Then he was scooting down my body. I trembled in anticipation, watching his progress. He kissed his way down until he was kissing my clit. Then he began licking.

  I almost arched off the bed. Weeks of burning lust finally got addressed with the movement of Carson's tongue on my clit. His licks sent spirals of lust spinning upwards in me. My pussy felt as if it were being twisted like a towel, wringing water in a dripping gush of passion.

  Rachel was behind her husband, smiling happily – sexily. Her arm was moving and I realized she must be stroking him.

  I was right.

  He stood. Her hand was moving sensuously on the thickest cock I had ever seen. Carson was not as long as my husband, but was way thicker. It looked like a beast.

  I watched her hand moving on it and I wanted to touch it.

  Rachel whispered to him. "I think she wants to see it up closer."

  He chuckled, a starving look on his face. He climbed onto the bed over me and straddled my lower abdomen. His cock hung fatly straight towards my face.

  I reached and gripped it. It was the first ever man-flesh I had touched since Jim slid my wedding ring on my finger. I had grabbed him with my left hand. I looked at my ring as it touched his cock and marveled at the feelings in me.

  I felt good about touching him, even with my wedding hand. It felt right, somehow, to be touching another married man's cock with the hand that bore my wedding ring.

  I don't know if Rachel was watching my eyes, but she smiled and leaned forward behind him. Her fingers touched mine, then traced my wedding ring. Her hand closed over mine gently and urged me to stroke her husband.

  I stroked him and he groaned happily. His left hand toyed with my right breast.

  He pulled back off the bed and pulled me to the edge.

  Rachel stroked him.

  He pushed my legs wide and I started to close them.

  She climbed next to me and lowered her mouth to my ear. "Let me give him something special."

  "I…"

  "I want to give him you." Her mouth came down on mine and kissed me gently. I was only ever used to harsh man-kisses, stubble and muscle. Her kiss was delicate and soft. I was speechless.

  She got up and began stroking her husband. "She has a pretty pussy and you're hard for it."

  He moaned low and harsh.

  "Let me put you in her."

  I was dizzy. Everything was moving fast, but it felt so right. My legs opened wider.

  She moved him forward, stroking his fat shaft, until it touched my pussy.

  I clamped in surprise. His helmet was hot and fat.

  She moved his cock around at my pussy and brought several gasps from me. Then she urged Carson forward.

  He bent over me and began pushing. Pressure built all over my pussy. I felt my lips part and stretch.

  She stroked him faster as the head began stretching me open.

  He grunted – not with effort, but concentration.

  I knew then that I wanted him in me. I wanted to open up for him and give him the birthday present his wife wanted him to have. I wanted to feel his thickness in my married pussy. I wondered where Jim was. Still in the library? Wondering where I was at? He would never understand.

  He shifted, pushing more.

  Rachel stepped back.

  I felt my opening stretching, trying to welcome him in. I was panting. "Yes. Yes. More. Yes." I shifted my hips up and down, feeling the filling pressure of his cock in my opening.

  Then my hole was opening and allowing him in. His fullness became my fullness in that sliding-filling sensation I so loved.

  I would never have dreamed of cheating on Jim, but here I was, pussy wide open and eagerly taking in Carson's cock. The thing was, it felt right. It felt very right. The stretching went on, and his shaft slid into me. I cried out with need, urging him on. Then his pubic bone rubbed mine.

  He was not as deep as my husband could get, but it felt so good and different. It felt so perfect to be married and lying under this handsome married man. And while his wife watched. I almost passed out.

  Carson began moving, sliding in and out, driving his thick hunger in and out of me.

  My world spun and the coils of lust wound again in me. I felt my moisture coating him, the sliding coming faster and easier. My pussy reacted to him just as it would my husband – welcoming him and coating him for maximum pleasure.

  I moved my hips with Carson. I looked over to Rachel. She had stripped out of her clothing and was standing beside the edge of the bed, furiously rubbing her clit. She looked so sexy doing it.

  Carson fucked me slow and as deep as he could. I doubted he could thrust as fast as Jim – he was just far too thick.

  I was disappointed after a few minutes when he pulled out. I could feel my pussy gaping open, clenching for the wonderful filling cock that had just been there.

  He climbed on the bed and sat. He motioned for me to sit on him facing out.

  I climbed over and placed my pussy over his fat cock. I sat down and thought maybe it wouldn't go in this way, but my pussy stretched and opened again. I sighed deeply as I slid down his shaft.

  He leaned up behind me, supported on one arm. His other hand reached around and toyed with my breasts.

  We were facing the master bath. I rode him for several minutes, relishing the fullness inside my pussy.

  I don't know where she came from and at first I thought Rachel had joined us, but my eyes snapped open to a tongue on my pussy.

  Ellie was there, naked and looking up at me with bright eyes. She licked up and down on my clit as if it were a huge lollipop.

  I quivered dramatically, moaning suddenly with sensation. I watched her tongue dip down and then lick upwards. Up Carson's shaft and over my clit.

  He chuckled behind me.

  Ellie stopped licking. "Happy birthday. I guess I'm not the present this year."

  Carson chuckled again.

  Rachel said, "She felt left out and wanted to help celebrate somehow."

  The girl's tongue was back on my pussy and his cock. I could see her hand between her legs, rubbing her clit.

  Poor girl. I definitely would not want to be the one left out of this…

  Her tongue and Carson's cock drove me into a dizzy passion. I was moaning and crying out, close to cumming with what was going to be a killer orgasm.

  Ellie stopped licking.

  No, I was about to cum. My orgasm slipped away but hovered near.

  The girl's smile was so intimate and connected that I couldn't say anything.

  Carson began pushing me, moving me to change position.

  That's when the roof caved in. Or felt like it. I was stunned in open-mouthed shock.

  Jim was sitting on the couch at the sun window, naked and stroking his long cock.

  I blinked several times, then gasped. I wanted to cover my nakedness.

  But he was grinning, a fiery look of love and lust in his eyes.

  Carson laid me down. He was smiling down at me. "Can't leave your husband out of this, you know."

  He knows? He knew? He approves? He what? I was still staring at him, wide-eyed. He watched another man fuck me?

  Ellie and Rachel were standing close, touching themselves. Ellie's gaze was almost dreamy and glazed. She had a look of longing on her face that I knew I had felt for t
he past few weeks.

  CHAPTER 10

  Carson pushed his erection back into me as I watched my husband watch me. He stroked his shaft with open-mouthed wonder at what I was doing.

  And then the weight of the world that had caved in on me began to vanish. The feel of Carson's shaft drove away the shock and horror at being found out.

  No, my husband was not mad. Apparently he was enjoying this!

  My legs opened wider and Carson suddenly pulled up my legs to rest on his shoulders. My pussy was up, spread, and offered.

  Ellie sighed raggedly. "I so miss that."

  Rachel whispered, "You'll get your time another day."

  Carson chuckled. "Have to juggle three women now."

  His words rocked me in ways I can't describe. Lights exploded in my head as a burst of tingles twisted violently in my pussy. He's going to keep doing this? I cried out desperately and began grinding my pussy back at his plunging thrusts. Over and over he plunged, his fat cock pushing deep into my clutching pussy. I felt the orgasmic spasms trying to grip his sliding shaft.

  Rachel was moaning, playing with herself. Ellie was making little whimpers, pouting with need. My husband was watching my pussy cum on a married man's cock and his smile and obvious erection said he not only approved, but was turned on by it.

  I groaned heavily as the weight that had been on me I hadn't realized was there was lifted. That euphoric feeling of being on top of the world with all the world's energy flowing through me returned.

  In a burst of jubilation, I laughed with relief and joy. Then I was panting, my orgasm finished and my pussy aching deliciously with fat man-cock.

  I rolled my head to the side, gasping, smiling.

  Jim's look was all love.

  I said, "Jim."

  He was gazing at me with his smoky eyes. A smile spread on his face. "Yes?"

  I motioned to Ellie. "Take care of her, would you? The poor girl is ready to cry."

  Ellie's eyes went super-wide. "Your husband? Are you serious?"

  I said, "He'll be gentle."

  Carson lowered my legs down and settled over me, his face close.

  I wanted to kiss him, but wanted to make sure Jim understood. I nodded to him.

  Ellie ran to him, hands out at the sides as if balancing.