by Julie Bosso
I looked at her as if she had just crawled out of some pile of garbage and still carried the stench of it with her. I think my nose actually wrinkled from the imagined smell. “What?! Are you kidding?”
She shook her head. “No, and I thought you would want to do this for us, well, you know, for him, anyway.” I looked away from her, but she grabbed me and I turned back around. “He talks about you a lot, Bren. It seemed to me like you were the perfect choice. You mean a lot to both of us and, well, I really didn’t want to invite a stranger into our bed.”
I sat there uncomprehending and then, I suddenly saw my chance at revenge. Like a flash, it blossomed in my heart and I smiled. “Okay, Char, I guess I could be there for you guys on your most important night.”
The wedding was a nightmare, the reception was worse and the only thing that kept me going was the thought of what was coming. Finally, I joined them in the wedding limo and we were whisked away to the hotel where they would be spending the night before heading out to their honeymoon in the Bahamas. The whole drive I watched the two of them laugh and snuggle and I filled my head with imaginary pictures of what would be happening soon.
We arrived at the hotel and headed straight for the suite. Liam didn’t question my presence and I guessed she had made no secret of what was going to happen. That made me even angrier for some reason and, as I watched her attack him the moment we were through the door, I had the biggest desire to go up and rip her out of his arms to tie her up and make her watch as Liam fucked me in front of her but, I held back, feeling that my plan would work just as well and then, I could be done with both of them.
Charise had managed, with Liam’s help, to get her dress off and underneath, she was shockingly naked. Though I had been maid of honor, I hadn’t participated in getting the bride ready, feeling I just wouldn’t have been able to handle it. She hadn’t pressed me on it and so now, as she stripped and revealed her beautifully stunning body beneath the piles of white lace, I was shocked. And when she pulled Liam to the bedroom and pushed him onto the bed and began undressing him, all I could do was follow in a daze and watch her work.
She soon had him undressed, with his enthusiastic help of course, and now, she was kneeling in front of him, licking her bright red lipsticked mouth as she stroked his already hard cock. Then, she stood up and walked over to me and leaned in and kissed me and I shivered as her hands rested on my shoulders and then, grabbed the straps of my god-awful attendant’s dress and yanked them down. “Get undressed, we need you.” She then turned back around and went on her knees in front of Liam again, while I stood and began to strip, peeling off my dress and bra and panties and stockings and shoes as I watched her mouth open wide and take his cock in.
As Charise's mouth moved up and down the shaft, I couldn't believe how turned on I was by it. I'd never really done blow jobs at all, but watching my best friend moving up and down on my man's shaft was amazing. And of course, Liam loved it. He stroked the back of her hair and said, “Oh God, yes. Yes!” and then he pushed in deeply and it was amazing because when he did, she gagged around him and the gag sent a thrill through me. I reached out and began to stroke as she sucked. It was amazing to see her. I couldn't believe it, there was no jealousy any more. I had already lost my man to her, and I was going to punish her for it right here, but I no longer hated her. Instead, I was going to punish her because it turned me on.
There was something so damn erotic about watching those red lips all around his shaft and him forcing himself deep into her as she gagged. There she was, the blushing bride. I pushed the back of her head down harder, and she gagged harder. I put my hand on Liam’s balls and held them as I moved close to Charise’s face. I put my mouth right where her lips struggled at the base of his cock and kissed so that I ended up kissing both of them. I looked up at Liam and said, “Oh yeah, that's it, baby. Fuck her throat. Fuck your new wife’s throat.” He moaned and held her head tighter, pushing the last half inch or so in while she gagged and choked around him. I started to worry a little bit, and I was about to tell him to let her go but he did it without prompting.
She pulled up gasping, gagging a little bit. She looked up at me and smiled. It wasn’t a sweet smile. It was an “I got Liam and you didn’t” smile. It was a “No matter how hard he fucks me, at the end of the day I have Liam” smile, and I grabbed the back of her head and thrust it down in one hard shove until she gagged and tears ran down her cheeks. I swear to God; I almost came right away when I watched that smarmy bitch go from her sarcastic smile to choking. Liam reached his hand back down to her head and began pushing in harder and faster. It was the most erotic thing I've ever seen. Suddenly I was grateful to her for doing it—not for marrying the man I loved, but for inviting me in for this threesome. So, even though I intended to make it very hard on her, I decided right then and there that the first woman I'd be with would be Charise, and I would make her cum.
I took my hand off Liam’s balls and Charise immediately put hers there even though she was having a hell of a time with the way Liam fucked her throat just like it was a pussy. I think she did it less to please him than just to try to hold on to something and have a little bit of control. I pushed her head down hard a few times, enjoyed the way her whole body seemed to convulse when I did it, and moved around so I was behind her. I grabbed her hips and lifted up the cute little ass that had lured away my man, pulling her back so instead of kneeling, she was on all fours with his cock in her throat and a lower body perfectly ready for me to treat as I saw fit.
What I saw fit to do first was to take out some of my frustrations on her perfect little apple cheeked ass. I’d never seen it up close and naked before, and it made me angry that Liam would be seeing it over and over and over again. I lifted my arm and brought the palm of my hand down hard on her left cheek. The sound of the slap was wonderful to my ears, but her sudden yelp around Liam’s cock was better. I kept spanking her, my hand coming down repeatedly for fifteen or twenty slaps on each cheek until her ass was bright red and I heard her sobbing softly. I felt a tiny pang of guilt, but the bitch had my man so the guilt didn’t last. Liam let her off his cock, and she gasped, but I put my hand on the back of her head and forced her back down on him.
Once she was back in place, gagging and struggling, I spread her legs a little bit and then wriggled my face underneath her. She jumped a bit when I grabbed hold of her ass, and I squeezed her abused ass and enjoyed her attempts to minimize the pain. I pulled her pussy down to me. She pulled her mouth off of his cock and said “Wait, it's harder to concentrate on my throat when you're doing that.”
I said, “Fuck her throat, Liam,” and pushed my tongue up into her. I heard her gagging harder than before and I smiled as I moved my tongue around. It was such an exotic thing, amazing and new, with a musky sweet flavor. I wriggled my tongue around and she moaned but that became muffled as Liam thrust in harder and she descended to gags again. I continued to lick, pushing in and out of her and then moving to her clit and flicking my tongue around it. I wanted to distract her, so I thought about all of the times that Liam had used his mouth on me. I thought about what he had done and tried to do it to her. It was amazing to think that I was creating those same sensations for her.
I put my lips over her clit and sucked hard. She moaned again, although it was muffled by his shaft and because she was still gagging uncontrollably around him. I reached my hand around and off her ass pushing two fingers into her, and I began fucking her pussy furiously. I tried my best to move just as fast and just as hard as Liam was moving on her throat. I imagined watching the cock in her mouth, and then it made me think about Liam pushing in right above me, fucking her hard. The image was so powerful that I pulled my hands out, took my mouth off of her clit and said, “Liam get over here and fuck her! Fuck her!”
I heard her gasping as he pulled his cock out. He moaned and pushed her down against the floor until her shoulders were on the carpet and her hips were in the air with me underneath, gripping
her ass hard and licking her. When Liam pushed his cock against her pussy, it slid along my tongue, and there was something so erotic about it that I almost came right there. I licked his shaft and then licked his balls while he began fucking her hard. Charise moaned and I just continued to lick all over both of them. I heard Charise talking in a voice that was raspy from the abuse her throat had taken. She said, “Oh God! Oh fuck! Fuck me Liam! Fuck me Brenda! Fuck me you two! Fuck me!
I couldn’t help it, and I moved one hand to between my legs and pushed a finger into my own pussy as I watched Liam’s cock move in and out of her and licked furiously everywhere I could—on her pussy lips, on her clit, on his shaft, on his balls. When he thrust forward hard and Charise suddenly groaned and said, “Oh Jesus, I’m gonna cum,” I felt my own orgasm crash over me hard. It was amazing, my best friend was cumming, and it was the man who used to be mine who that was making her cum. I was helping, too! I was helping him to make his brand new bride cum; and the whole thought of it set me off so that I was cumming so hard and I couldn't handle it.
I was paralyzed as my body tensed up, and I had to stop moving my fingers. I couldn’t even lick anymore. I couldn’t do anything but experience the waves of pleasures that just kept moving over me. Liam groaned thrusting harder and harder and harder. And finally he trust forward hard and said, “Oh God I'm gonna cum, too!”
Nine times out of ten, Liam had finished up in my mouth when we were together, and so it was force of habit that made me reach up and pull his shaft out of Charise. But as I reached, I remembered that she used to tease me about it, used to tell me how she would never let a man cum in her mouth, so once I had his cock, I pushed myself up and grabbed her by her hair, yanking her around while she cried out. I pushed her face against his cock, and she wouldn’t open up, so I yanked her hair again. That made her shout, and the first splashes of his semen sprayed onto her lips and tongue before I forced her deep onto him.
I held her there and then moved around as Liam’s cum filled up her mouth so that her cheeks expanded. Then, I began spanking her ass hard again, saying, “Swallow it, bitch!” over and over. She didn’t want to, but eventually I saw her gulp it down. He kept his cock in her mouth for a while before he finally pulled out. The moment he did, Charise whirled around, and I thought we were going to have a fight, but she put her arms around me and kissed me. I could taste Liam’s semen on her tongue as she explored my mouth, and it brought a rush of memories of all the times we’d been together. When she finally broke off the kiss, I could see that her face was streaked with the tears from her throat fucking, but she was smiling down at me happily. She leaned down and gave me a peck on the cheek and whispered, “Thank you!”
Then, Charise turned to Liam and said, “That was incredible, baby, and I want to have lots of threesomes with Brenda.” Her face got a sudden jealous expression. “But you’re my husband, and some things are just for me.” She looked back at me. “So Brenda only gets soft and sweet.” She turned back to Liam. “The rough stuff is only for me.”
Liam shrugged. “Fine with me.”
It was fine with me, too.
WIFE SHARE IN THE GREAT OUTDOORS
Wife Share at a Lake
Wife Swap Chronicles Episode Nine
an erotic short by Cindy Jameson
All rights reserved copyright 2012 by Naughty Daydreams Press
The music swelled and Sarah noticed that her guest swayed with the sexy dance beat. As the crescendo died down, she leaned into the microphone. “I don’t know how you find all of the best sexy music, Tommy, but that was incredible! Welcome to the show everyone. You’re listening to The Wife Swap Chronicles, and I hope you’ll all be watching Evening Issues of the Day on K-WRL tonight because I’m going to be on along with a few porn producers and two sociologists. We’re gonna see if we can set the world straight about the lifestyle.” She turned to her guest and smiled warmly.
“But right now, we have a fabulous guest who has a really amazing story to tell us about what can happen when you enjoy camping.” Her guest giggled, and it set Sarah to giggling, too. She leaned to the microphone. “Okay. You know, sometimes it’s just amazingly fun to know the kinds of things we can enjoy. Anyway, listen up everyone. I’m going to hand this one over to Alice, and she’s going to tell her story.”
Alice smiled and leaned forward, “Well, I actually read the news for the college radio station way back when, so I’ll see if I can remember how to do this. My husband wanted to go camping, and we ended up taking some friends…
***
The campground had been perfect, secluded, free from the annoying sounds of a world full of neighbors, and within a short hike of the lovely lake that had filled the advertisements in the travel planner’s office. I set my gear down and looked over at my husband, Craig and let out a big exaggerated sigh. He smiled and gave me a thumbs up.
The couple we were sharing this vacation with, Craig’s good friend from work, Martin, and his wife, Juliette, seemed to be happy with things as well. They were in each other’s arms, making out pretty heavily, as they pretty much had been from the moment they had climbed into our car and we had set off for the trip. Craig clapped his hands, startling both of them and making Juliette blush. “Okay, you love birds, do you think you can hold on the mushy stuff until camp is set up?”
“No problem, man.” Martin jumped to it, helping Craig lay out our tent first and then moving on to get his and Juliette’s tent set up next. While that was going on, I walked over and took Juliette by the arm. “Come on, let’s let these manly men deal with the tents while we deal with the kitchen.”
“I’ve never been camping, so I’ll just follow your lead.”
“You’ve never been camping? Not even to summer camp?”
She shook her head, making all her pretty blond waves shimmer in the sunlight. “Not even summer camp.”
“Well, okay, then this should be a weekend to remember for you.”
She laughed. “Yeah, to say the least. I mean, I’m a total city kid, but Marty loves camping so, here I am.” She flung up her hands as if to say What are you going do with such a husband?
I nodded in sympathy, even though I was a total nut about nature and camping. “Right, well, let’s get things rolling.”
We finally got the camp fixed the way we wanted it about an hour later, including forming a very efficient pile of firewood. I was proud of us. We’d win our scout badges for sure.
As we were trying to decide what to do next, Juliette jumped in. “Hey, what about that lake? I’d love to go for a swim.”
I looked at her more closely. She was about three years younger than me and was perky like a cheerleader. Two strikes against her. Then again, she was beautiful to look at with her golden hair and her big green eyes and perfect cheekbones. Her finest feature though, had to be her ass. Mine is in no way a slouch, and in a bathing suit it’s a jutting, curvy masterpiece, but Juliette’s in the tight jeans she was now wearing was a perfect heart shape and it seemed like each delicious cheek would fit in the palm of your hand. Now, I wasn’t into women and had never been with one sexually, but even I knew that she had a fabulous ass.
So, my initial response was to nix her suggestion. What, me jealous? Well, it didn’t matter because both the guys, and trust me, I gave Craig a very nasty stare in repayment, well, they thought she had an excellent idea. And so, we were soon in our suits and making our way downhill to the lake that had convinced us to go camping in the first place.
I had to admit, when we got there, that it took my breath away. The water was straight out of a bottled water ad and the sky was so blue and the trees and foliage around it was so green and everything was so absolutely peaceful. I felt my jealousy melt away in the face of such natural beauty.
It was another kind of beauty that Craig and Marty were admiring as, behind my back, they were watching Juliette strip out of her suit. Next thing I knew, she was bounding down the bank and into the water, her breasts bouncing like ba
lls on a school playground, daring all of us to go commando and enjoy nature naturally.
My jaw dropped and I turned to tell Craig that I was not about to go skinny dipping with his friend and his wife, but then I saw both men had stripped off their swim trunks and were heading into the lake after Juliette. I have to admit that the sight of those two men with nothing on but their goofy smiles was stimulating.
I watched my husband and Marty bound into the water and then my husband dived under and broke the surface a ways back. I heard him yell at me. “Get out here, you coward!”
Well, that was the gauntlet thrown on the ground right there. He knew every bone in my body was a competitive one. I couldn’t do anything but strip off my suit and head for the water to join the party.
I hurried into the clear water and was surprised to find that it was warm. I guess the sun had worked its magic, but I know that it was incredibly relaxing and I began to wade in the water and enjoy the feel of it against my bare skin.
Then, there was a commotion by Juliette and she was suddenly pulled under the surface of the water. I began to swim frantically in her direction, racking my brain for any memory of a fresh water shark that was any kind of threat when, like a cork, she bobbed back to the surface wrapped in Marty’s arms.
I stopped where I was and couldn’t help but watch the deep kiss and the way Marty’s hands traveled over her wet body as they bobbed in the water. While I watched entranced, Marty suddenly disengaged from Juliette and went underwater again. I turned to see where Craig had gone, when I was grabbed from behind and pulled into an embrace, my breasts squeezed and my ass massaged under the water.
I assumed it was Craig at first and I giggled, about to playfully reprimand him for being out of line, but then I was spun in the water and I saw Marty’s face before his lips were on mine and his hands had moved between my legs to explore my pussy.