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Sammie heard CT come in the door after another day of retacking business cards to bulletin boards. He had told her things were going well and he had seven clients on board with two interviews the next week.
She bounced into his arms wearing a t-shirt. Her kiss felt happy and free. "Hi."
He looked down at her t-shirt. "Dave been at you again?"
She giggled. "Um, yes." She felt a swell of happiness inside her that he was pleased.
His smoky look scored his features. "Yeah?"
She felt him harden against her and she giggled again. "Yep, twice. Got two loads in me."
His mouth opened in a pant. "Two?"
She nodded brightly.
He grabbed her arm and hustled her to the bedroom.
She laughed with delight; her husband loved to make love to her after Dave had been in her. It was the perfect finish to an awesome day.
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CT sank his cock deep into his wife's pussy. It felt so very wet in there. "Wow, you're wet."
She laughed. "Some of that is Dave…"
He groaned and thrust faster.
She looked up at him with bright eyes. "You really like doing that with his stuff still in there?"
He groaned louder and panted. He thrust even faster, feeling the orgasm rushing up and out of control. "Yes, yes, yes…"
She sighed happily. "I love you."
He gasped quickly. "I love you, too." And he did; he felt it. Something more than it was before they had fled Las Vegas. His cum erupted with forceful bursts deep in her, adding to his friend's cum already floating there.
CHAPTER 15
CT came home with a box under his arm. It was the product of some devious thinking on how to get B.B. to back off. But he was conflicted within himself. He needed the advice of his friend before he took such a large step. Dave will know what to do.
Sammie did not come greeting him at the door.
He dropped the box down onto the sofa and poked his head into the patio: Dave was not there.
Feeling a surge of blood into his cock, he wondered if they were together. He made his way down the hall. Sounds from Dave's bedroom confirmed his suspicions and sped the flow of blood into his rapidly hardening erection. I guess I missed seeing this. He poked his head into his friend's bedroom.
Dave was lying back flat, his hands gripping Sammie's hips. She was riding him, not lifting up and down but vigorously moving her hips back and forth. CT could see Dave's balls and part of his shaft sticking straight up into his wife. Her pussy moved back and forth, grinding Dave's cockhead up inside her. His friend was panting and Sammie was gasping – her movements frantic.
CT kept quiet. Wow, this looks hot.
But whether it was his breathing or some sixth sense, Sammie looked back and saw him. Stun shocked her face and she was scrambling off of Dave instantly. "Oh, hi…"
CT frowned.
She was off the bed and grabbing her t-shirt. "Sorry…"
Dave was rolling out of bed and grabbing his clothes.
CT said, "You didn't have to stop."
His friend said, "Oh, no worries. I should get to work—"
Sammie said, "We were just…"
CT quirked his mouth. Fucking, yeah, I could see. "You didn't have to stop."
Some tension drained out of Dave that he could see. His friend said, "Oh… Well…"
But Sammie didn't get it. "That's okay. We were done and you're home."
He gave her his Spock eyebrow. "You weren't done."
She looked confused.
He said patiently, "Just because I come home doesn't mean you two need to stop."
Her voice was unsure and small. "Oh."
"I'm serious."
She looked back at Dave. There was more certainty in her voice. "Oh, well…"
"Next time, let me watch you finish."
She looked down at his feet. "Sorry."
He stepped to her and hugged her. "It's all right. Did you think I'd be mad or something?"
She shrugged in his arms. "I didn't know if you wanted it to be something when you were out of the house."
It was true, they hadn't talked about it. He smoothed her hair. "You're fine. Both of you are fine whenever you want it. Except when I'm with you or want you."
She giggled nervously. "Okay."
He sighed, feeling regretful he had interrupted. "Anyways, I got something for you."
"Oh?"
His friend had finished dressing. "Guess I'll go out and—"
"I need to talk to you."
Dave shrugged. "Sure."
"Come on out to the living room."
They followed him.
Sammie looked at the box quizzically. "What is it?"
CT took the top off the box. Inside was a carefully folded wedding dress. "I want you to try this on."
"But we're already married."
"I mean it to be a costume." He waggled his eyebrows at her.
"Oh…okay…" She looked at it critically and took it. "Okay." She left the room.
Dave squinted and lifted his chin in question.
CT lowered his voice conspiratorially. "Listen, I've given your idea some thought, about hitting back hard at B.B."
"That's good."
He moved his hand as if to forestall Dave's input. He drew breath, but paused, remembering that morning's email from B.B.:
Found you, fucker, and guess what? Did you know you could hire 2 big niggers to beat the shit out of someone for just two hundred dollars? Pretty cheap, don't you think? They'll even break bones for that price.
Let me know where to send flowers if you end up in the hospital, or to the gravesite.
Dave waited patiently.
CT pursed his lips, unsure if he was more geared to getting at B.B. or seeing something that inflamed his lusts. "I need you to come up with a couple friends. Two is good. Clean guys and not jerks. I want to stage a photo orgy."
His friend crossed his arms and stroked his chin with one hand. "You're willing to let her get taken by strangers?"
"As long as they're your friends and they're nice. Think you can find two to help out?" His heart thundered in his chest and he realized that he might be wanting more to see such a thing than get revenge on B.B.
Dave nodded slowly, his eyes shifting to the side. "Yeah, I'm pretty sure a few would. I'll ask two."
Iron and steel entered his voice. "Nice guys."
His friend said, "All my friends are nice."
CT gave a short nod and they separated.
Sammie came out a moment later, wearing the wedding gown. It didn't have all the fluffy extras so it hung on her plainly. She pouted. "It's scratchy."
CT came to her and gently gripped her shoulders. "I have one last thing to help you through before you graduate into being a mature and confident woman."
Her eyes lit up. "Is this like a final?"
He nodded sagely. He also felt his cock begin to harden. "Dave is going to invite two friends over. You're going to tease them to show you can be a woman to anyone."
Confusion crossed her features. "Friends?"
"If you can confidently tease them while wearing this dress, then I think all of us would agree you're no girl."
"Why the wedding dress?"
"It's a symbol of your marriage, like the ring. You're comfortable wearing your wedding ring while being with Dave?"
She twisted her ring reflexively. "Of course."
"Then the dress is also a symbol to help you through teasing two of Dave's friends."
"Will I have to tease more after that?"
CT was looking into her eyes, but thinking. He knew he had a desire to see her with a couple more guys. Would he still feel the same after? He also needed the pictures for what would be his final email to B.B. He had to at least get her to do this, this one time. "Only if you want. I think by then you'll have proven yourself."
She nodded slowly, thought caressing her features. "Okay."
&n
bsp; He turned to his friend, making a phone motion with his hand and nodding.
Dave went out to his patio workshop to make the calls.
CHAPTER 16
Days later, CT paced. Understood. It has to be understood. I need this to happen, whether I enjoy it more than need it or not.
Dave watched him from the loveseat pace back and forth.
Sammie, dressed in the wedding dress and a screwdriver in her hand, said, "You look nervous."
He stopped, unable to tell her his anxiety over B.B. and his latest threat. Neither could he tell her this wedding photo thing was a ploy against her father. Even if he felt turned on by the prospect of what was going to take place, she couldn't know the real reason. "I'm hoping you find it comfortable to tease anyone – even two strangers."
"I thought Dave said these were friends?"
His friend cleared his throat. "They are."
CT frowned. "I mean strangers to you and me. Yes, they're friends."
She said, "You think I'll really be proving I'm mature with this?"
Dave and CT laughed together. CT said, "Oh yeah, definitely." His friend nodded enthusiastically.
Sammie sighed, her jaw set and lifted in determination. "Good, because I think I can do it."
The doorbell several minutes later heralded the start of curiosity and uncertainty in CT. He went for the door.
Two men were waiting outside. A lanky guy with a nose as bold as his own and a shorter man with close-cropped white hair and a trimmed white beard.
CT nodded. "I'm Cesar. CT to friends."
The older man, maybe in his fifties, held out his hand. "Stu."
They shook.
The lanky guy offered his hand. "Pete. I guess we're here to help out with—"
CT shushed them with his hands and lowered his voice. "Nothing about her father - it's a sensitive issue. Basically, consider this a test of her womanhood."
Pete shrugged. "Sure."
Stu gave the kind of short nod that CT usually gave and that put CT at ease.
He let them in.
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Drinks were passed out and talk was made – introductions, work, histories.
CT was trembling, knowing what was coming - dreading it and wanting it all at the same time.
Sammie looked at ease, if not very comfortable in her wedding dress. Her initial blush had worn off.
CT fingered the camera – no phone pics on this one. He wanted quality pictures and videos. "Sammie? These men are here to see you. Why don't you show them what they'd like to see?"
She twisted her mouth to the side in that adorable expression of embarrassment, but she stood up from the recliner. "Okay." Her voice was confident.
CT angled the camera. He was on the far left of the sofa. Stu was in the middle and Pete on the far right. He caught them as Sammie stood in front of them. He began taking pictures.
She didn't hesitate. Up came her dress, exposing her nakedness underneath. She looked down at herself, then up at them and smiled.
Stu was nodding slowly, a smile on his face. "Very nice."
Pete was looking intently.
She flashed a big grin at CT.
He said, "Let them touch."
She pursed her lips and moved closer to Pete. His hand came up and gently rubbed upward over her clit. She giggled lightly.
CT kept taking pictures. He would video some later. "Now Stu?"
She moved over and let the older man touch her. He angled his finger in and up, rubbing and parting her lips. He said, "Beautiful."
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Sammie felt very sure of herself. Months of CT's guidance were evident in her ease. Horrified at going without panties before, she easily showed two men her pussy. Their comments and touches sent shivers through her and bolstered her resolve. I will be a woman. I won't be a kid any longer.
Her husband said, "You're doing great. Let's have you sit between them and show your appreciation of their manhoods?"
She laughed at her husband's clinical direction, but she was eager to do it: for him; for her; and for these friends of Dave's. She sat as the men undid their pants and slid them down. She wanted to laugh again at their embarrassed expressions – more on Pete than Stu, but both seeming a little tense. I think these men need some of CT's lessons.
She gripped two soft man-parts and began moving her fingers. Having two in her hands felt powerful – especially when they both began to harden. She winked at Dave.
CT said, "Pull up your dress so they can see your pussy. Dave? Come stand in front of her."
She shifted her hips up and raised her dress all the way. She sat back down, legs spread between the men. She grabbed their dicks again, pleased that they had overcome whatever shyness they felt and had hardened for her. That made her feel very warm inside.
Dave stood in front of her and removed his jeans at CT's direction. She watched her husband maneuver and take pictures.
I will be perfect. I feel perfect. This test is easy. The confidence in her grew.
CT said, "Take Dave in your mouth, but don't let go of the other two."
Oh my gosh, am I that coordinated? I hope I don't have to juggle while doing it, or stand on my head. She leaned forward and opened her mouth. She accepted Dave's semi-hard cock into her mouth. The familiar taste further cemented her confidence and courage. Unable to jack and suck at the same time, she concentrated on sucking.
Tantalizing tingles ran up from her pussy at feeling the cock in her mouth and two more in her hands. She felt as if she were at the helm of a huge ship of femininity, steering with her mouth and hands, navigating the waters of womanhood with ease.
CT was taking pictures. "Excellent. Pick one of the others and let him enjoy what you can do with your mouth."
She chose the older man on her left. Stu seemed quiet but confident in a way that immediately reminded her of CT. She gladly lowered her lips over his cock. He was thick like her husband, and well-formed. The head was equal to the shaft, unlike Dave's monster. She licked and sucked, paying little attention to Stu's wedding ring. I hope his wife enjoys him.
Stu groaned very low and quiet. "Nice."
She pulled up with a smack and smiled at him. She leaned over to his face and kissed him. His strong, blocky hands came up and gently cradled her head as they kissed each other. Yes, I definitely like Stu.
CT was grinning at her. "I think Pete's getting anxious."
She giggled. "Okay." She turned to the other guy. He was quiet, like Stu, but more intent. I guess he's okay. She leaned down and took his long cock into her mouth. He wasn't thick like Stu, but a lot longer. It almost looked too long for its thickness. But what do I know? I guess they all come in different shapes and sizes.
Pete moaned happily and sighed with relief as her lips descended his shaft.
She eagerly tasted him, moving her mouth up and down and discovering his shape with her mouth.
Stu's fingers found her pussy and began gently prying her lips apart. A finger found its way inside her and she moaned on Pete's shaft.
She pulled off, not offering to kiss Pete like she had Stu – she liked Stu better. I hope my husband doesn't count me off for that… She watched Dave jacking in front of her and then closed her eyes as Pete added his fingers to Stu's. Oh my gosh, I could die doing this.
Powerful, pulsing surges slowly pushed up her body from her pussy. Her hips moved on their own, grinding around in circles at the hollow ache growing inside her. She heard herself panting and was startled by the suddenness of the situation. My husband didn't say I couldn't enjoy this…
CHAPTER 17
CT was shaking almost as bad as Sammie with the same lust. Awesome. Very nice. His cock strained in his pants, but he didn't take it out; he wanted to focus on getting pictures and videos.
Love burst in his heart and bonded with the lust raging in his loins. The mixture made him want to whip out his cock and jack it forever until he died. His hands trembled. His fingers were hitting the wrong buttons.
While this might have ended right here, he knew he needed to go a little further for B.B. Not wholly decided beforehand except for the intent, he knew now he wanted it more than he needed it. That he needed it for B.B. was just a plus.
With growing desire, he said, "Dave, start licking her." He knew Dave was the key to Sammie's permissiveness. He was known to her and she was comfortable with him. She would not object to Dave. Later, how could she object to Pete and Stu?
Dave got down and pulled on her hips. He planted his face into her pussy and began licking.
Sammie's eyes closed slowly and her mouth came open in her characteristic signature of excitement. She looked so sexy and beautiful with Dave's tongue on her pussy and two cocks in her hands that CT wanted to cry. He loved it.
He took a couple pictures and waited. When he was sure she was flying on those clouds of contentment, he said, "Pete, take Dave's place."
The lanky guy smiled with a fire in his eyes. Stu seemed disappointed, but was patient to wait his turn.
CT couldn't even smile through his heated desire. Don't worry, Stu; I got something special for you.
Pete's tongue lapped at Sammie's pussy and the girl moaned with uncertainty at the new tongue at first, but then with growing comfort.
CT nodded towards Stu. "Sammie, he feels a bit left out. Give him some sucks."
She didn't blink or hesitate – she leaned over and lowered her mouth over his shaft.
One arm back over the couch, Stu leaned his head back and smiled.
CT let that go on for a minute; he was getting impatient. "All right, let Stu have a taste."
Dave had come to stand beside him. He whispered, "This going okay?"
"Perfect."
His friend nodded. "Good. She looks sexy."
He laughed in derision. "Sexy? More than that, for sure."
Stu pulled her sideways and leaned down between her thighs. His tongue and fingers began working over her pussy like a master.
He took some pictures of them and then said, "Stu." He nodded at the man. "Go ahead."
Bright lights and fever lit the man's face. He got up between her legs quickly and positioned his cock.
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