by Laura Ashton
Chapter Five – Aftermath
That Friday became a night of wonderment. Jack and Marc couldn’t get enough of Sera, and she couldn’t get enough of them. Even with Annabelle, Marc never had such a sexual experience. Jack said the same. He had no idea what time they stopped for they went at it until they fell asleep from exhaustion. Nevertheless, neither that nor Sera’s tender vagina kept them from continuing their orgy of sex for the entire weekend. It seemed as if they were in a hedonistic frenzy.
She thanked him profusely for having an open mind and allowing her to enjoy the two men she loved in the ultimate fantasy of womanhood. Despite having shared her with Jack, Marc felt closer than ever to Sera. However, after Jack left that Monday afternoon to drive back home, things slowly changed.
Everything seemed fine at first. Marc and Sera made love every night and Jack sent Sera a dozen roses every day that first week. Next to their magical weekend, it was the best they ever had. But then the roses dropped off to every other day, then weekly. Sera seemed to be subsisting off the soaring erotic heights she’d attained that weekend, and there was no way he could match that by himself. As the freshness of that magical weekend faded, her libido diminished and by the end of the third week, they hadn’t made love for three days and she became withdrawn.
Seeking to rekindle the magic of that weekend, they revisited the places they’d gone on that special first night. They visited Christo’s, drinking expensive wine and eating rack of lamb. It helped for a couple of nights, but it didn’t last.
The same with the nightclub, Friction. After a couple of nights, Sera reverted.
The visit to Fantasy Girls, however, seemed more rewarding, if troubling. Sera went for a lap dance with Marla and acted invigorated when she returned. She insisted on giving him a lap dance in one of the booths. It was a slow weeknight, so Vitorio said, “Si. che donna bella!” He smiled. “Have fun.”
All the booths were empty so Sera pulled him into the first one. She played the seductress well. “Have a seat, baby.”
He sat. “What are you going to do?”
As she took off her clothes, her lips curved into the brightest smile she’d had in days. “Hopefully, I’m going to make you feel like a god. I’m going to give you the same lap dance I received with a few exceptions for gender.”
Standing before him fully naked except for her white high heels, Sera spun around, modeling her body for him. He always loved Sera’s figure, a wonderful blend of lean with the perfect amount of curvature. Her breasts were medium sized, as were her hips. In between was a tiny waist and sexy navel with a pearl and diamond pendant. Shivers ran through him as she reinforced his opinion that she was the most beautiful creature he’d ever seen.
As Sera bent over to remove her heels, the rear view of her pussy folds caused a naughty surge of excitement in Marc. Barefoot, she wore an effusive smile as she rose and faced him. Sera began to move her hips and sway to the pulses of the rhythm-driven music. His heartbeat raced and his cock grew an inch as she rubbed her pussy with one hand and puckered her lips and threw a kiss with the other. His shaft extended another inch when she cupped her breasts. She lifted one breast so her tongue could lick the jutting nipple while teasing her other nipple with her long feminine fingers.
Gradually, letting go of her breasts, she spread her arms wide in a graceful, feminine manner. Balancing on the balls of her feet, she stooped and spread her legs wide, exposing her flowerlike sex to his scrutiny. He squirmed restlessly from the growing problem between his legs and the pure sexiness of his wife. As he began to stroke himself, she got down on her knees and crawled to him, slowly. She raised her gaze from his rigid shaft to meet with his eyes. She giggled. “I see you’re enjoying the show.”
“God, you know it, baby.” He loosened his collar. “It sure is getting hot in here.”
She pushed his legs apart and crawled between them. “If you’re hot now, wait a few minutes.” She winked.
In a flash, she had his pants around his ankles. She gazed at his throbbing cock, which aimed high into the air, and licked her lips. To start, she wrapped her gorgeous lips around one of his loose hanging testicles. Then she sucked on his other one. He groaned loud when her tongue licked the length of his shaft. Sera then took the tip of his dick into her mouth, sucking and running her tongue over and around the sensitive underside. She followed her oral movements with her hand, moving her mouth up and down, sucking as she went. She tickled the groove on the tip using her tongue. Wrapping her mouth around it, she rolled her tongue over it. Coyly she purred, “Do you like your lap dance so far, baby?”
Barely able to breathe, he groaned out one word, “Ye-s-s-s.”
She rose, dragging her firm breasts across his chest to his face. One of her succulent nipples teased his lips, moving along the groove. He took her sweet nipple into his mouth and sucked on it. She moaned, and he liked it. To his surprise, she stood. With a hand on his shoulder, she waltzed behind him. As her moist lips tattooed his neck with mini kisses, her hands slid across his shoulders and back down to his cock. “Are you ready for the main event?”
He smiled at her. “If you can dish it out, baby, I can take it.”
She threw her head back and laughed. She straightened and continued her pace around him until she once more stood in front of him. With his legs between hers, she scooted forward until her abdomen rested against his chest and slowly lowered herself onto his lap, her clit settling against his rigid manhood.
“I am so wound up, Sera said, “you’re not the only one who’s going to enjoy this.” Her sensitive nipples were in the perfect position to suckle. She sighed as his lips wrapped around her jutting nub, and she moaned as he sucked upon it.
Holding his shoulders, she moved her love button up and down along the length of his cock, which was pinned between her clit and his abdomen. Sera was trembling and breathing hard. She rose up higher and, using her hand, straightened his cock to accept her downward plunge. Breathily she announced, “I just have to have you inside me,” and lowered herself upon him. His head shot back as he reveled in her snug warmth. Afterward, he plundered her neck, peppering it with tiny kisses.
Slowly, Sera moved back and forth, her naked bottom grazing against his pelvis.
Wanting her nipple suckled, she ran her hand around the back of his head and dragged his moist lips toward her nipple. When his lips encircled her hard nub, he ran his tongue in circles around it, and she moaned her bliss. Her body undulated against him, moving her pussy even harder back and forth with his shaft buried deep inside her.
He clenched her buttocks, guiding her movements over his rigid shaft. Sera’s breathing, like his, seemed heavy. Her moans were continuous. Everything seemed surreal. A mental haze settled over him.
Sera seemed charged with energy. Trembling and moving erratically, her loud, exuberant scream burst free. “Yes! Oh, yes!” Sera sobbed, as the waves of her climax seemed to batter her senses. He felt the rippling of her inner muscles tightening around him and the unbelievably tight encasement of his cock buried in her delectable little cunt.
He was sure pleasure-pain shot through her nipple as he bit down. He was convulsing in his own rite of ecstasy, while she gasped and panted as orgasmic release obviously slammed through her. Appearing to barely know where she was, Sera couldn’t stop it. Moving erratically and convulsively, she screamed from the top of her lungs. She collapsed against him, and he wrapped his arms around her. Unmoving, he closed his eyes to relish the mind-blowing sensations that coursed through him. Shivers seemed to surge through her when his wet, silky tongue parted her lips and invaded her mouth. She snuggled tightly against him, enjoying evident pleasure shudders when they heard the curtain open, accompanied by two gasps. Still kissing her, he opened his eyes and saw two men in uniforms.
Oh, no!
* * * *
Officers Phillips and Johnson detained them for thirty minutes while they verified that she was a customer and not a dancer. In addition, those so
ns of bitches wouldn’t let her get dressed while they supposedly sorted things out. In the meantime, she had to sit there naked as a newborn with the curtain open, while every dork in the club snuck by for a peek. She made sure they didn’t see much. She sat in the chair, legs crossed with an arm across her chest. Finally Vitorio convinced the policemen they were VIP customers who got a thrill playacting stripper and customer.
Even though the nosey patrons didn’t get to see anything, it was beyond embarrassing. It was mortifying. Nevertheless, being naked, in front of a dozen or so strangers stimulated her waning interest in sex. That night and for the next week, to Marc’s obvious delight, Sera was a sexual siren.
Chapter Six – The Book
It had been over a week since their erotic venture to Fantasy Girls and during the last couple of days Sera’s libido diminished. Therefore Marc made plans for a weekend getaway.
“Hi, babe, I’m home.”
Her eyes rose from a paperback novel and she forced a smile. “Hi.”
He bent over and kissed her. She didn’t kiss back. “What did you do today?”
She cocked her head to the left, raised it, and stared at the ceiling. “Umm, I watched some TV and read.”
He sat next to her and touched the cover of her book with his forefinger. “So I see. Hannah’s Men. What’s it about?”
Her eyes narrowed. “Why do you want to know?”
He shrugged. “Just curious.”
She actually became a little animated. “It’s about a woman who’s going to testify about a murder she saw committed by a drug lord. The District Attorney stashes her away in a safe house and provides her with police protection around the clock. Three men, one shift each, all young and attractive. After a couple nights, she sleeps with the one that stays with her on the evening shift. His name is Danny and she really likes him. Of course she really likes the others, too, so a few nights later she pretends to be sleepwalking, walks naked into the living room, and begins to kiss the night shift cop, Ken, passionately. After she’s made love with each of them a few nights, she wonders what both of them would be like—”
He interrupted and finished her narration, “And she asks the night cop to come in earlier. And they do what you, I, and Jack did. Reach a state of heavenly bliss.”
Sera looked at him as if he was psychic because he figured out the obvious scenario. “Yeah, it was sort of like that, except she kept the evening guy late and let the night guy walk in on them while she was sucking his cock.” She glanced at his crotch. He was getting a budding hard on and she reached for it. “I would like to suck a cock.” She unzipped his fly, reached in, and wrapped her long feminine fingers around him. “Take your clothes off.”
Not one to argue with such a request, he stood and removed every stitch in record time. His clothes went everywhere and in less than half a minute, he was as naked as a Playgirl centerfold. He started to sit down, but she stopped him. She centered him between her legs and once more wrapped those lovely manicured fingers around his half-hard shaft. He gasped when she squeezed it tightly. It grew harder and it grew even harder when her tongue laved it from the base of his scrotum to the tip of his crown. Wrapping her beautiful peach lips around his cock, Sera languorously lowered her mouth over it, while her hand stroked the base. Marc started to get so wobbly he had to wrap his hands around the back of her head to keep from losing balance.
She sucked his dick, and it felt heavenly. Her tongue swirled over the length of his staff. After making her way up, she worked the small groove at the tip with her tongue while she stroked him with her hand.
He watched, fascinated as she sucked and licked his cock, pumping him faster and faster. When her elegant fingers moved over the inside of his legs to cup his balls, he just about came. His breath was ragged and uneven, and his hands delved into her long wavy strands. For a second, he pushed his dick farther into her mouth. He felt it slide down her throat and her lips tickled his hair at the base. It felt so good he let his mind wander to keep from coming.
Sera wore shorts and a blouse. As she sucked on him, he unbuttoned and removed her blouse. She tensed as one of his hands surrounded her lovely breast. As his finger and thumb rolled her swollen nipple, she began to moan, even with his large cock buried in her mouth. The vibrations from her moan tickled his crown, adding to the erotic sensations of receiving a blowjob. He sensed if they kept that up, he would come and be out of commission, if not for the whole night, at least for an hour or two—until the mood passed. So he pulled out and got down on his knees.
He wanted to carry her into their bedroom and ravish her, but the moment was now, so he pulled her shorts and panties off. Reclining on the couch and opening herself up, she made it obvious she was ready. She arched her back and raised her arms over her head as he slipped two fingers into her slippery channel and double fingered her. “Oh, baby. I want you. Slam that big cock into me. Make me feel good,” she purred.
Her breathing was irregular and when he knelt on the couch and shoved himself into her, she gasped as her warmth enveloped him. He could feel the walls of her pussy suck in around his cock as he stroked her. She moaned and whimpered, “Oh, yeah. It all feels good. Oh, yeah,” as her head thrashed from side to side. Her pussy was so juicy, his cock slamming in and out of her made a sucking sound. He felt hot, as if they were in a sauna.
Continuously moaning, she writhed and wriggled as he drove relentlessly into her silky, smooth core. His hands gripped her hips, and he pulled her into each penile thrust with a groan. Harder and faster, he rode her, his balls bouncing off her anus.
“Yes, yes! Harder,” she screamed, “harder-r-r!”
Repeatedly, he pumped his cock deep into Sera’s slippery channel, knowing that, even though he hurt her, it was what she needed, what she craved.
Suddenly, he staggered, beaten down under the weight of his own release. Her body tightened around him as his mouth found her swollen nipple, sucking and teasing. She screamed and her movements became frenzied from having an orgasm of her own. Riding the waves of her climax, he exploded as her warm, wet heat milked his fluids. He jerked as her pleasure shudders pushed him over the edge again, satisfaction surging through his body and into hers.
When he pulled out of her, she sat up quickly and embraced him. He felt wetness coming from her eyes. Then her lips crushed against his in a bruising kiss. With her lips covering his, her tongue sought entrance. He opened his mouth, allowing her in, a sigh of delight becoming lost in her kiss. She jerked away whimpering. “I’m sorry, I’ve become such a mope. However I act, remember, I do love you. Please don’t give up on me.”
He laughed. “Sweetheart, if you sucked and fucked me like that once a year that would be enough to keep me hanging around.”
She giggled. “Things aren’t quite that bad. I think part of my problem is I was on such a high after that spectacular weekend and then Jack left. You did a good job of trying to keep me happy, but I was like an addict who’d been cut off cold turkey. Tonight was a good start. Thank you for the wonderful orgasm you gave me and thank you for your forbearance.”
“We need a break. Tomorrow I’m going to leave work early and take you to Vegas for the weekend.”
She wrapped her arms around Marc. “Oh, thank you, baby. That may be just the thing the doctor ordered.”
“I know it is.”
Chapter Seven – Vegas
They were on the road by two. Marc wanted to take her Mercedes, and since she already had two speeding tickets, he drove.
He looked good behind the wheel of her car. He glanced over and flashed a hundred-watt smile. “We got so busy last night you never finished telling me about Hannah’s Men.”
She laughed inside. We got busy all right. “Okay, where I left off, Hannah was already sleeping with Danny in the evening and Ken at night but managed to get them both to be with her for an hour or two around midnight. She absolutely loved it, like somebody else I know—”
He looked at her and grinned.
“You smartass.”
“Don’t interrupt me, please. Anyway, Hannah loved it as I love it, but she couldn’t figure out how to bring Thad, the daytime cop, into the action, so she enlisted the help of Danny and Ken.
“Ken and Thad went out nightclubbing and Ken pretended to get wasted. He begged Thad to take his shift while he slept it off on the couch, promising to take Thad’s day shift and Thad agreed. Just as it had been with Ken before, when Thad and Ken arrived, Danny was having sex with Hannah. It didn’t take much persuasion for Thad to join in, and of course Ken, after ingesting a cup of hot black coffee, pretended to sober up, and made it a happy foursome. The next day after their big orgy, Thad requested off the guard detail. A few days later, Thad was replaced on the day shift and that very night, the midnight ménage a trois became the midnight ménage a quatre.”
“Ah-ha. Would you like three men?”
She shook her head. “No, I had trouble keeping up with you two sex addicts.”
“Phew. That’s a relief, I’m drawing the line at Jack.”
She studied Marc. “Are we going to do it again with Jack?”
“Heck, yes. Jack and I are best buds, and, frankly, I enjoy nothing better than watching you go bonkers, and that weekend we drove you berserk.”
Her smile widened. “When? I can’t wait. I sent a thank you card for the flowers and it came back a couple weeks later, undeliverable. Then I sent an e-mail to him and I got a nasty e-mail from Beth, yuck! He must have a new e-mail address and physical address. Do you know where he lives?”
“Not exactly, I get a hold of him through work. But don’t worry, he’ll be back and soon. In the meantime, we have three glorious days together in Sin City.” She laughed at the sardonic grin Marc displayed. “Get the picture?”