by Thomas Henry
He lay still while Karen did all the work, sliding her pink folds up and down his mahogany shaft. My stomach was in a knot, but my cock was rigid and my balls ached as I stroked Marilyn in time with Karen’s movements.
Karen sat straight up with her eyes closed and her hands resting on his stomach. She ground her clit against the base of his cock. He gazed at her face as he palmed her breasts.
He slid his hands around to her back and pulled her partway down. Her swinging breasts bumped against his face as he started to thrust. Karen had a blissful look as she held steady on her hands and knees while he sucked her nipples and pumped her with his big cock.
She started to moan as she placed a hand against his face and kissed him. He put one hand on the back of her head and the other on her back. He stopped thrusting and held her tightly while they kissed. Karen’s butt wagged as she wriggled against his cock. She clearly wanted him to give her more.
He relaxed his grip and said, “Let’s turn over.”
Karey gave him a big smile. “Okay!”
She eased off him and rolled to the side. He picked up a towel from the foot of the bed and unfolded it. He refolded it in half and spread it out in the center of the bed. Karen was all smiles and starry eyes as she quickly positioned her butt in the center of the towel and spread her legs for him.
Marilyn wriggled around onto her back, causing my cock to flip out of her. She drew back her knees and beckoned to me. “Come on. Do me the same way.”
I positioned myself between Marilyn’s thighs and pushed into her again. I rested on my elbows and kissed her for a moment. Then we both turned our heads to look at Karen.
Karen lifted her head and watched as the actor tapped her clit with the head of his cock a few times and then pushed into her. His balls were nestled against her butt as he lay down on her and they began to kiss. She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and squeezed him between her thighs as he gave her long, deep strokes.
I stroked Marilyn with the same rhythm. She was watching them intently. “Pretending that I’m him?” I asked.
Marilyn gave me a quick grin. “Well, if it’s any consolation, I’m sure Karen is pretending he’s you.”
“You’re full of shit.”
Marilyn gave me another grin. “What can I say?”
“Just shut up and fuck.”
Marilyn wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me her tongue. When we came up for air, she whispered, “They’re making love. Let’s do that.” I nodded and rubbed her nose with mine.
Karen turned her face toward me as the actor kissed her neck and the side of her face. Her eyes were closed and she had a look of absolute bliss. Her moans of pleasure tore at my heart and tortured my balls. Watching her in ecstasy with that hunk was the worst of all worlds…and the best of all worlds.
He stifled her moans with another kiss. They intertwined their fingers as he stretched her arms high above her head, causing her breasts to stand up proud. They rubbed noses and then gazed into each other’s eyes. Karen smiled and said, “God, I love this. Your cock feels so good, and I love the way you kiss me.”
He responded by touching his lips to hers. I could see them trading tongues as they rubbed noses and moved their bodies together. He was deep inside her, taking short strokes, grinding the base of his cock against her clit. I did the same to Marilyn.
Karen started to moan and coo. The actor’s thrusting got faster and deeper. Karen cried, “I’m gonna cum…you’re gonna make me cum. Cum with me. Fill me. I want to feel you cum inside me.”
Marilyn and I were mimicking them. She clamped her trembling thighs against me and whispered, “Oh, me too! Me too!”
Karen clung to the actor’s neck with her thighs trembling as he grunted and groaned. His body stiffened as he drove deep into her. His cock pulsed and his balls contracted to released his sperm deep inside her belly. Karen panted, “Yes…yes…yes…oh, yes…”
I lost control and pumped a huge load into Marilyn. She hugged me and kissed my neck and ear. Her breathing was ragged, and I heard her sniffle.
The actor relaxed and started moving again, giving Karen gentle strokes. She held his face and kissed him. “Wow! That was wonderful.” Her eyes glittered as she gave him a big smile.
He smiled back. “Good thing we used the towel,” he said. “That was a big one.” They both watched as he very slowly drew his cock out of her. A viscous stream of his semen flowed down her crack and onto the towel.
“Oh, man!” Karen said. “You weren’t kidding.” She ran her forefinger between her folds and then touched it to the tip of her tongue. “Mmm! Tastes as good as it feels.” She sucked her finger clean.
He sat down on the bed next to her. She sat up and rotated herself so she was facing me directly. She spread her legs and admired her cum-soaked pussy in the mirror. She squeezed, and another dollop of semen oozed out of her. She broke into a grin and said, “Wow. Look at that.”
I thought about what Max had said. With all that raw fucking she doing, sooner or later, somebody probably gonna knock her up. I wondered if I possibly had just witnessed Karen being impregnated. Now that my lust had been spent, the thought nauseated me.
“Penny for your thoughts,” Marilyn said.
I shook my head. “You’d be overpaying.” I gave her a kiss...and wondered if there was any possibility I had impregnated her. She’d never had any children, and her husband was impotent, so she had no reason that I knew of to have her tubes tied. I wondered what kind of birth control she used…and what Karen used.
The actor stretched out on his back with his head on a pillow. Karen rolled over and lay down in his arms, gently swaying her butt as she kissed him. Then she slid down and licked the semen off his cock and balls. Once she had him cleaned up, she lay down in his arms again and buried her face in his neck. He broke into a smug smile. He wrapped his arms around her and closed his eyes. They both appeared to drift off to sleep.
Marilyn and I were still coupled in the missionary position. We kissed and rubbed noses until my softening cock slid out of her.
I lay down next to her and pulled her into my arms. We kissed and then she whispered, “Want me to lick you clean like Karen did her guy?”
I shook my head. “Why bother? We’re not done yet.”
“Big talk.” She grinned and kissed me. “Think you can go another round?”
I nodded toward the other room. “I will if he does.”
“Well, then you’re in trouble. If I know Karen, she’s gonna want some more of him.”
Right on cue, Karen stirred and kissed her way down his body. She lifted his flaccid cock and sucked the head while she fondled his balls. He stiffened and moaned and put a big hand on her head. “You better be careful, Baby, or I’m gonna ravish you again.”
Karen stopped sucking long enough to murmur, “I’m counting on that.”
Marilyn slid her hand down my body and grasped my turgid cock. “Change your mind about me going down on you?” She winked and wriggled around until she had me in her mouth. I stiffened, and my balls came back to life.
Karen stopped sucking and rose to her hands and knees. She arched her back and presented her sex to him. “It’s ravishing time…”
He knelt behind her and held her hips as he found her pussy with the head of his cock. Her heavy jugs swayed as he pushed into her. He slid his hands under her chest and gripped her breasts to hold her in place so he could pound her.
After a while, he gave her a massive thrust and forced her down onto her stomach. He found her hands and intertwined his fingers with hers as he took her with long, powerful strokes. Notwithstanding the air conditioning, their bodies were slick with sweat as he strained to cum a second time.
Each time he drove into her, she raised her butt and pushed back. Her eyes were closed, but her expression was pure rapture.
Marilyn slid face-down onto the bed next to me. She gave her butt a little wag and said, “Do me like he’s doing her.”
I mounted Marilyn and pushed into her sopping pussy. She seemed to tighten around me as she pushed back.
I slid my arms under hers and found her hands. I put mine on top of hers, and we interlaced our fingers. I mimicked the actions of the actor, and I soon was sweating and breathing as hard as he was.
“Think you can cum again?” Marilyn asked between grunts.
“I will if he does,” I said.
The actor let go of one of Karen’s hands and slid his free hand under her pelvis. A moment later, she gasped. Her reaction was almost frantic as he rubbed her clit and brought her to a climax.
“Oh, god…oh, god…ohgodohgodogod…I’m gonna cum!” she cried and shook her head. “Cum with me! Give it to me! Fill me with your sperm!”
He grunted and gave her one last mighty thrust as his body stiffened and trembled. “Oh…there you go, Baby. There you go…” Karen turned her face up to him and kissed him.
I found Marilyn’s clit. She bucked against my touch and then shuddered. “Yes…yes…oh, yes.”
When I felt her stiffen, I lost control and gave her another ball-numbing load.
All four of us lay there panting for a while. Finally, the actor dismounted Karen and lay down next to her. I did the same and lay down on my back next to Marilyn. We both were still trying to catch our breath.
Finally, Marilyn said, “You know, you’re not half-bad…for a white guy.”
“Yeah, I get that all the time. Not-half-bad is the standard I strive for.”
Karen climbed off the bed. “Be right back,” she said as she disappeared into the bathroom. I heard the water running, and then she returned with a washcloth and a towel. She carefully wiped the actor clean and dabbed him with the towel. She quickly passed the washcloth between her thighs as she disappeared into the bathroom again.
When she returned, she was wearing a white terrycloth robe. She picked up the actor’s clothes and helped him to dress.
He wrapped his arms around her from behind and put his chin on her shoulder. “I’m here on the island for a few more days. We have a busy shooting schedule, but if I can break away, I’d like to see you again before I go, if it’s ok with you.”
Karen broke into a wide smile. “Oh, I’d love that!”
“I’m not sure when I’ll get a chance. Depends on how the shooting goes. It might be short notice.”
“Oh, no problem. Just let Sally know when you want to see me, and I’ll be here.” She turned in his arms and stood on her tiptoes to kiss him.
“I don’t get it,” Marilyn said. “I mean, no offense to Karen, but why would a guy like that pay to have sex with her? Why would he pay to have sex with any woman? He’s rich, famous, and gorgeous. He could walk down the street and have any woman he wants.”
“Well, as another famous actor is alleged to have said, you don’t pay a woman to have sex with you. You pay her to leave afterward. I would imagine it’s a lot easier for him to get women than to get rid of them.”
“I don’t know,” Marilyn said. “All I know is I’d do him all night long for free.”
I tilted my head toward the window. “Think we should offer to swap?”
Marilyn snorted. “Right now, I doubt either one of you would be worth a damn.”
“Gee…what about cuddling?”
She twisted into my arms and kissed me. “Oh, when it comes to cuddling, I think I’d rather just stick with you.”
* * * *
I was sitting across the table from Karen at Ruth’s Chris at Restaurant Row. We finally had managed to get together for a dinner date. Karen had told Sally not to call her tonight, and I had arranged for Ted to be entertained by Phuong and Jillian up at my house again.
Karen was drop-dead gorgeous in one of the fancy dresses Sally had bought for her that first week. When we walked into the restaurant, every eye in the place was on her, although the female eyes did seem to be shooting a fair number of daggers.
The food was great, Karen was vivacious and gorgeous, and I was trying to savor the moment. I tried not to think about it, but I knew this might be our last opportunity to have a night like this together.
Halfway through dinner, we both were startled when Karen’s phone rang. She snatched it out of her purse and turned off the ringer. Then she glanced at the screen. She looked up at me and then down at the screen again. She took a deep breath and touched the screen to answer the call. She glanced around the restaurant and spoke softly.
“Hello? Yeah, hi. Who? Oh, yeah, I did tell him that.” She glanced at me. “Yeah, he’s right here. We’re having dinner right now.”
I knew it was Sally calling…and I was pretty sure I knew why. The actor wanted to see Karen again. I remembered what she had said to him. Just let Sally know when you want to see me, and I’ll be here. My heart sank. Once again, my night with Karen was going to be ruined.
“No, I can’t,” Karen continued. “I know I told him that, but I just can’t. Not tonight. Well…what about Marilyn? I bet he’d like her. Oh…well, maybe I can get hold of her and ask. I’ll let you know. Okay…” Karen touched the screen with her finger.
She looked at me and smiled. “Sally. Something unexpected came up, and she wanted me to come to the Oasis for a couple of hours.” Karen shook her head a bit. “But I told her ‘no.’ Not tonight. This is our special night.”
My heart soared. After having seen how she had responded to the actor the first time, I’d been sure Karen would choose to be with the him again.
“Sorry,” Karen said, “but I need to try to get hold of Marilyn.” She looked around the restaurant. No one seemed to be listening in to our conversation.
Karen touched her phone a couple of times and put it to her ear. “Hi…it’s me. Yeah, we are. We’re sitting in the restaurant right now. But I just got a call from Sally, and I was wondering if you could…um…take my place with someone. Yeah, tonight…in an hour or so. Well, remember I told you about…um…the actor? Well, he wants another appointment with me tonight, but you know there’s no way I’m going to break this date, so… Oh, I’m sure he’ll love you…and believe me, you’ll love him. Yeah, she’s okay with it. I told her I’d talk to you and get back to her. Yeah, go ahead. That’s probably better. Thanks. Oh…Marilyn? You’re gonna be thanking me later, so you’re welcome!”
Karen grinned and disconnected the call. “She’s going to call Sally and take care of everything.” She winked at me. “And tonight, I’m going to take care of you.” She picked up her glass of wine and took a sip. “Let’s have dessert and go home.”
When we got back to my man-cave in Halawa, I finally put my slow-dance-music playlist to its originally intended use. In the warm glow of a few candles, Karen and I danced for an hour, kissing and hugging and moving as one.
When the music ended, we undressed each other and showered together. I caressed every inch of her body as I soaped and rinsed her. For the first time I could remember, embracing her naked body didn’t give me an erection. But that didn’t trouble me in the slightest. I knew the passion would come before the night was over, but this was a time for tenderness and love.
Usually, when we toweled each other after a shower, we did a hasty job of it because it was nothing more than a chore that stood between us and having sex. But tonight, it became a ritual in itself as we carefully, gently, and thoroughly dried each other’s bodies with the fluffy towels Karen had helped me to buy.
When we got into bed, Karen snuggled up to me with her head on my chest and her legs intermixed with mine. For a while, neither of us spoke. Finally, Karen broke the silence.
“What do you suppose would have happened if you and I had gotten married? Not now…I mean back when we were young. You know, if we were about the same age. Do you think it would have worked?”
“I’ve wondered about that, too,” I said. And I had wondered the same thing about Rachel and me.
“Do you think we would have gotten tired of each other by now?”
I wondered if Karen was
implying that she had gotten tired of Ted. “I don’t know. I’d like to think not. But…I sure as hell would take the risk.”
Karen kissed my cheek. “Yeah…me, too.”
After a long silence, Karen spoke again. “What about other men? Would you have let me experience other men the way you do now?”
“Probably not. Not back when I was young. I would have been too jealous and insecure.”
“What about now? If we were to get married now, would you let me continue to have sex with other men?”
I took a deep breath. “Well, in the first place, I wouldn’t own you. I believe that we all own ourselves. So, I’d have no right to try to stop you. But in terms of my feelings, I guess it would be pretty much the same as it is now between us. When you are with another man, it tortures me, and it turns me on. In a way, I think it would be healthy for our marriage because you wouldn’t feel like you were missing out by devoting yourself just to me, and it would serve to keep me on my toes. I guess I’m experienced enough now to know the difference between sex and love, and so long as I knew you were going to dance the last dance with me, I’d be okay with you putting some other guys on your dance card.”
“Remember that call I got from Sally at dinner?” Karen asked. “She wanted me to come to the Oasis to see a guy I had seen a few days ago. He’s this really handsome TV star, and he wanted to see me again tonight.” Karen kissed my cheek. “Um…he was really great, you know? Handsome, good in bed…big cock, and he knew how to use it. And having sex with him was a thrill I’ll remember all my life. But when I had to choose between him and you tonight…well, I’m having the last dance with you.” She kissed me on the lips. “And I’d like to think that’s how it always would have been between us.”
“Karen?”
“Yes?”
“It’s time to dance.”
We made tender love for hours and then slept until late morning. I suggested that we go to Orchids for brunch, but Karen wanted to go back to Zippy’s. The way she said it made me think she wanted us to go there together one last time. I wondered if she knew when she was leaving. If she did, she wasn’t saying.