by Lexi Hunt
SYNOPSIS:
It’s a long road from high school through four years of college, especially when you’re a newlywed. It’s even harder to find a way to maintain that newlywed closeness when school stops and real life starts. Lara has found a way to contribute…and, she thinks, a way to keep their life filled with untamed passion.
Lara loved their weekends at the lake. She and Tony had been coming up to his dad’s cabin since they were teenagers in high school. Even when the lake was crowded with summer families, the Shannon family cabin was on a slough that was otherwise deserted. It was their home away from home.
It was a small clapboard cabin with a verandah all the way around it. Lara could sit on the front porch swing and look down the graded slope to the lake and the boathouse off to one side. The green lawn was as pretty as the one at their home, it was usually Tony’s first chore when they came to visit…cut the small, neat lawn.
The master bedroom was large and the windows looked out the open end of the slough, and Tony and Lara had found the entire place a sexual playground from the first time they had come up here alone. Lara smiled as she remembered the night they had graduated from high school.
Tony had driven around aimlessly after the ceremony and they had verbally sparred with each other, both knowing what they wanted, neither wanting to be the first to admit it. Neither had made a decision about college in the fall, both had promised their parents they would go. Their parents wanted to go to one of the State Universities, but they had the option of attending a local city college. Their decision was one of the things they really wanted to talk about on this brilliant moonlit night when everything seemed possible and promising. Their whole future was in front of them and spread out at their feet…all they had to do was reach out and take what they wanted. It was a heady feeling for them both.
Tony had an arm on the steering wheel and one hanging out the window, and Lara was fidgeting with the straps of her purse. “Tony,” she said shyly, keeping her eyes fixed on the purse straps, “could we go out to the lake house?” She had asked so quietly that Tony wasn’t sure he had heard her correctly.
“Huh?” he said dumbly.
“Could we go out to the lake house?”
They both knew what she was asking, and Tony rapidly turned the Chevelle around and headed for the lake. Lara bent across the console and laid her head in Tony’s lap. They had been involved in heavy petting from the beginning of their relationship, and she had given him a handjob the night of the prom. Just a couple of weeks before, Lara had taken him into her mouth for the first time. Tony had been exultant…and Lara had enjoyed it so much she was reluctant to admit it. She didn’t want Tony to think she was a whore, but she had masturbated every night while thinking of how the hard thick shaft had felt in her mouth. His precum had tasted vaguely of honeyed almonds, and she had wanted him to ejaculate in her mouth, but she was afraid he would think she was a bad girl if she kept her mouth on him when he was cumming.
Tony’s reaction to her head in his lap was to press harder on the gas pedal. Her lips were nibbling at his shaft through his pants, and he was hard as a steel rod and he was leaking precum profusely. “Holy Shit,” he breathed. Tony could tell she was getting hot, the heat of her breath on his cock stimulated him, and she was nibbling the top of the shaft…if she didn’t stop soon he was going to cum…
Lara could feel his cock jumping, and she had made up her mind that she was determined to take his cum in her mouth this time. Her own breathing heavy and labored, she sat up and urgently unbuttoned her blouse. She reached behind her and unfastened her bra, letting it fall to her lap. “Hurry,” she said in a low, throaty voice. “I don’t want to wait anymore Tony,” she whispered into his ear.
He had touched her breasts, but he had never yet seen her without a shirt of some kind. Tony nearly drove off the road as he kept looking at the hard pink nipples tipping her creamy breasts. Lara had small firm breasts, and the nipples turned up at the ends. Tony was so excited he was about to scream. When he turned onto the dirt road that led to the end of Shannon’s Slough (his dad had erected the wooden sign when Tony was twelve) the classic Chevelle fishtailed on the dirt and he sped down to the parking space in front of the house.
Their lips locked together and their hands exploring frantically, they somehow stumbled up inside the house and into the bedroom. Lara stripped his pants off and shoved him back onto the bed, slipping out of her skirt and panties before falling on Tony’s cock. He was rigid and moaning and he tugged at her head before she had more than half of it in her mouth. “Don’t baby,” he begged, “I’m not going to last very long like that…”
“Tony,” she whispered, “I want it, I want it to go off in my mouth…I want to taste it.”
His moan of delight was all she needed to hear and she plunged her lips down around his rearing cock until her nose bumped his pelvic bone. With no further action from either of them Tony erupted, his scalding cum spraying into Lara’s throat. Lara swallowed eagerly, sucking at him until he was too tender to take anymore. When he pushed her head away and pulled her up beside him, he didn’t even hesitate to kiss her for the amazing experience she had given him.
The hard points of her breasts were pushing into his chest and his cock, while still tender, was still hardening in her hands…
Lara had given him her virginity that night, and in spite of the fact that their parents had objected, they were married within the month. Four years of incredible happiness and hard work passed and they both graduated from the City College. They had been wonderful years, and both of them had made sacrifices to keep home, school, and marriage together. Lara had expected a let up when they graduated, and they had managed to save enough money for a Caribbean vacation after graduation…but Tony had been offered a job at the factory where both their parents worked, a management job that was just too good to pass up. Instead of celebrating their graduation with a cruise, Tony went straight to work.
Tony was working night and day, putting in incredible hours trying to establish himself in the pecking order at the plant, and Lara was earning a modest income as a freelance writer. She had an inspiration while writing a short story and called one of her girlfriends from high school who was working as a real estate agent. Lara consoled herself by checking out several houses that she had always admired as a young girl. Together, she and Tabitha located a small cottage that was up for bids over back taxes, and Tabbie showed her how to file the paperwork and bid for it.
“Are you going to tell Tony about the house?” Tabbie asked her.
“No, I don’t want to get him all excited…I really can’t believe I can pick that place up for the little bit I bid for it. And besides, I don’t think he’s going to be that excited about it anyway, it needs a lot of work.”
“First Lara,” Tabbie said, “that house was on the market for three years without a single buyer, everyone is moving to the west side of town. Second, you can do most of the work yourself…it’s mostly elbow grease and painting. The plumbing and the electrical work needed is minor and I know a couple of contractors who will work cheap if I dress up in something skimpy and flirt with them a lot.”
Lara stared at her friend in amazement. “Oh, don’t look so shocked,” Tabbie said, “you can’t have changed that much since we were sixteen and flashed old Mr. Bohannon for that bottle of Strawberry Hill wine!” Lara blushed at the memory. “Besides, I can help with the rest of it. We can knock it out in no time at all sweetie.” Lara threw her arms around Tabbie and hugged her tight, and in her enthusiasm, pressed her lips to Tabbie’s. The reaction in both of them was startling. They slipped apart, embarrassed, and nothing more was said.
Oddly enough, Lara’s was the only bid and she won the house at auction. Tabbie met her at the house with the keys and on a whim, Lara brought along a bottle of Strawberry Hill wine. They hugged to celebrate, and Lara quickly pulled away, hiding her hard nipples as she opened the wine and poured it into the same type of Dixie cup they had used when the
y were sixteen.
Lara had brought over a load of pails, sponges, mops, bleach, cleaners and disinfectant and stowed it in a corner before Tabbie had arrived. When the wine was gone, they decided to go ahead and started to sweep the place out. At about seven o’clock, Lara wiped her forehead with the sleeve of her blouse and decided she had better grab something for supper and go home…Tony would be there in an hour or so. She thanked Tabbie and tonight their hug was a little longer and less embarrassed. They agreed to meet the next day as Tabbie had no appointments.
Tony was so exhausted that he simply ate and passed out in his recliner. Lara covered him with a blanket and slept alone in her bed. When she was naked between the sheets, she touched herself and realized she was horny. To her amazement, when she touched her clit, the image that came to mind was not Tony’s cock, but the image of Tabbie’s breasts rubbing up against her own. She came before she realized what was happening. Lara dreamt of Tabbie’s nude body, doing things to her that she had never before imagined in her wildest dreams.
When Lara awakened, Tony was already gone. He had left a fresh pot of coffee and a sweet note apologizing for having fallen asleep on her the night before. Lara smiled, at a quick, light breakfast, and hurried over to the new house.
In the bright light of morning, it was easy to see how much the work they had done the night before showed. Tabbie showed up in a pair of short shorts and a thin white tee shirt, and Lara was aroused from the instant Tabbie came inside. From the look on Tabbie’s face and the prominence of her nipples, it was clear that the attraction was mutual. Over the next few weeks, their progress was amazing, and their attraction to each other was approaching a flash point.
It was the day they finished painting the outside of the house that they reached the boiling point. “I want to take a shower and get dressed and come out here with a cold beer before we look at it,” Lara said, “come on in.”
Tabbie went to the kitchen and took two icy Corona’s from the refrigerator and walked into the bare bedroom. She walked into the bathroom to hand one to Lara, who had just removed all of her clothes to get under the hot water. Tabbie set the two beers down on the floor. “Jesus!” she said. Lara stood nude, her slender body glistening in the dim light of the bathroom, her dark auburn hair clinging to the back of her neck, her small firm breasts upstanding, her nipples hard, and the muscles of her flat belly rippling as she executed a half turn with her upper body. Tabbie walked to her slowly and took Lara in her arms. The kiss was not perfunctory this time, it was a long, lingering kiss. All the passions that had been slowly building over the weeks came to a head.
For both of them it was a mind blowing experience. “I can’t believe we just did that,” Lara said.
Tabbie pulled her soft lips from Lara’s nipple. “Mmmm, I can’t believe we never did it before in all the years I’ve known you.”
“Tabbie,” Lara laughed, “as far as I know I’m straight and this was just an aberration.”
“That was no aberration sweetie, and if you still like boys you are most definitely bi!”
Lara thought about it for a moment and grinned. “Are you bi Tabbie, or do you just like girls?”
Tabbie laughed. “Honey, I’m a confirmed trisexual! I love men, women, and machines!”
“I have an idea Tabbie,” Lara said quietly. And she explained.
Lara coaxed Tony out of the apartment on a flimsy pretext, playing on his guilt at spending so much time at work. A few blocks from the new house, she stopped and ordered him to put on a blindfold. Mystified, Tony complied. Lara pulled into the driveway and led Tony up in front of the door to the now pleasant looking bungalow style house, and removed his blindfold.
When he saw the house, he was even more confused…and when she explained what she had done and that he now owned a house for less than they had planned to spend for their honeymoon, Tony was both impressed and ecstatic.
He swept Lara into his arms and kissed her passionately. “Whoa, big fella,” she said huskily, “I’m not through surprising you yet.” Slowly and deliberately, Lara unfastened the buttons of her blouse and surrendered her lips to his, guiding his hands to her breasts. The nearest neighbors were several blocks away, and she had no problem reaching inside his pants to play with his stiff cock. “This is our house baby,” she whispered, “our house, our rules, and nobody can tell us what to do here, right?”
“Of course baby,” Tony said, unsure of where her conversation was headed.
Lara bent down and sucked the head of his swollen cock into her mouth and let it pop out with a loud smack. “Then come inside with me baby, we’re going to break some more rules…” Lara climbed the steps to the porch, and as she stepped inside the door, she dropped her blouse and skirt on the floor inside. Wearing only a sheer pair of panties, she deliberately exaggerated the sway of her hips as she walked to the master bedroom. When she turned the corner into the hallway, she slipped off her panties and tossed them onto the floor in the living room. Tony hurried after her.
When he entered the bedroom he had discarded nearly all of his own clothes. Passing through the door, he froze, transfixed. The master bedroom was the only furnished room in the house, and it looked like something out of a fairytale. There were candles of all sizes surrounding the king sized mattress. There was incense burning, and there were satin sheets on the bed. Lara was naked, and she had shaved her pubic hair…but the biggest shock was the busty blonde that lay on the bed next to his wife, mother naked and sucking on Lara’s nipples.
“Oooooh, I’d forgotten how pretty he is,” Tabbie cooed.
His memory kicked in…Tabbie, a cheerleader from their high school days. “Tabbie?” he asked.
“That’s me baby,” Tabbie said as she crawled off the bed and then across the floor. She stopped in front of Tony’s erect penis. “Wow,” she said. Turning her head, she gazed at Lara. “Are you sure you don’t mind?”
“Mind? Hell, I can’t wait!” Lara said with a wicked smile.
Tabbie inhaled Tony’s cock with a single gulp and his knees weakened. Lara went to him and led him to the bed, Tabbie refusing to relinquish his thick cock for even a second. As Lara shoved him back onto the bed, her lips locked with Tony’s and her tongue sought out the deep recesses of his mouth.
She pulled her head away and whispered to him. “I love you Tony Barrows, and this house and this night are my pledge to you…a wonderful home to come to every night, and a life of untamed passion…” The last was said on a rising note as Tabbie finally relinquished Tony’s cock and turned her attention and her talented tongue to Lara’s wet pussy.
SECRET TEMPTATION
SYNOPSIS:
They did what they could to make each other’s life more comfortable, and they were happy with their lives…until Meredith overheard her husband bragging about her body to his card playing buddies. There had never been a hint before that he enjoyed showing her off, but once she had heard it and hadn’t balked, James began to push it…with Meredith’s complete cooperation.
Saturday nights were poker nights, it had been that way for the last four years, and Meredith supposed it would go on until James got tired of the game. It was inconvenient because she had to give up one of her free nights on the weekend, but James was really so good about doing whatever she wanted on Fridays and Sundays that she really couldn’t complain. And they didn’t try to exclude her from the festivities, they even asked her if she wanted to play, but after a very few hands she had decided that poker wasn’t her game.
The guys teased and joked with her as she brought them beer and chips and kept the ashtrays clean. The conversation tended to get a little rough at times, but she had grown up with three brothers and a dad who was a cop…there wasn’t much she hadn’t heard before. Besides, she got a thrill out of some of the stories that they told when they thought she couldn’t hear them…and she really got a thrill when one of the men complimented James on her body or commented on how sexy she was. She started to dress sexier
for the games on Saturdays because the guys made her feel sexy. James didn’t say anything, he seemed to enjoy the looks she got from his buddies.
James began to buy her special outfits for Saturday nights, giving them to her in the mornings, without telling her to wear them. She knew, and she put them on for him. The first outfit was a sheer lacy top and a pair of hot pants that showed a little more of her ass than she was comfortable with…but James had chosen it so she wore it. When she looked at her image in the mirror she could see her bra very clearly and that bothered her even more.
That night when she brought the beer in there was total silence until she had left the room. Her heart was pounding as she hid by the refrigerator in the kitchen, believing James had gone too far.
“Jesus Christ Jim,” Terry Sawyer said, “at the risk of getting my skull caved in, Meredith looks hot as hell in that getup!”
“No need to worry about getting your head caved in Terry,” James said with a grin, “I bought that for her this morning. I was kinda hoping she wouldn’t wear the bra with it…that looks kinda tacky but I’m not going to say a word, I’m proud of her.”