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22/12/2014
Billie, my horny little wife, and I were propped up on the headboard of the bed with pillows behind us. She had snuggled up to me, her left side to my right, and placed her head on my chest.
She had been a busy little thing since we had opened our marriage a week ago. She had fucked one of her best friend’s husbands, with permission of course, and then an art student named Fred.
Fred had fucked her at the spring-break party, a week before we had opened our marriage. One of a number of guys involved in a cluster-fuck, he had to reintroduce himself to her. She had then had sex with him on Tuesday and again on Wednesday.
As we lay there, reminiscing this past week’s events, the little vixen slid her head down onto my upper abdomen and threw her right leg over both of my legs. With a light giggle she started flicking my cock back and forth and tickling my nut sack.
Finally, in a soft, light-hearted voice said, “You may remember me telling you about another art student and runner, named Steve. Steve and I decided to start running together on Thursday mornings.
Running my hand down to a breast, I asked, “Was he one of the guys from the spring-break party?”
Giggling, she said, “Yeah. Steve was the one to get things rolling at the spring-break party. He’s the first guy I sucked off on the back deck. And then I went with him and the other guy I sucked off and the two guys I fucked to a bedroom for some more fun…”
Smiling at the little tart, I finished her statement, “And were eventually joined by two more guys…”
“Yeah… that’s what I understand. Anyway, Thursday morning was a little warm and muggy, so I wore a little white, gauzy halter-top and my white nylon running shorts. They’re rather sheer as they are and I wasn’t wearing a bra or panties.”
Laughing, I said, “You never do and never have.”
Softly laughing, she said, “Not unless I have to. Since it was hot, I sweated through them and they became… see-through, which… was part of my plan. Steve and some of the other runners were very appreciative of my… exhibition; and that was what it was…
“The run ended at our apartment. I asked Steve if he’d like to come in, cool off and have something cold to drink. As we went in I stripped off the wet halter-top. Of course, the air conditioner made my nipples rock hard.
“After I handed Steve his water, I stripped out of my running shorts. I figured Steve had already seen me modeling nude, I had danced with him at the party nude and I’d sucked and fucked him and his friends, so he shouldn’t mind me being nude in my own apartment.
“I put everything into the washer and told him I was going to take a shower. As I went through the bedroom door I stop and looked at him, then asked, ‘Would you like to join me?’”
Laughing, she said, “Steve jumped up and was out of his tee shirt and running shorts in a heartbeat. He was very gentle when he came over to me and took me by my elbow and led me into the bathroom.
“He started the water running and adjusted it until it was just right. Then he helped me in and got in behind me. Honey… he soaped me up and was very, very thorough. He paid extra attention to my breasts and when he got to my pussy… oh, my!
“Oh, he was so gentle. His… his right hand was working my… my pussy and his left hand was flat against my bottom. He worked two fingers into me, the… the middle finger and his ring finger and his palm was mashed against my pubic mound.
“I… I had to lean forward and brace myself against the shower wall. With the water cascading down over me, I could hear my pussy being finger fucked… I was… humping his hand like crazy. Oh… it was… it was so wicked!”
Billie stopped here for a second. She leaned down and took my cock in her mouth and started working it. I noticed she had a hand between her legs running a finger up and down her slit and flicking her bud. Her own story was getting to her.
After a minute she resumed her torrid tale, “Then it was my turn to bath him. By then, we were in kind of a hurry. I did have some fun with his cock and balls though. After I rinsed him off and we got out of the shower, he dried me while I dried my hair.
“Then I got to dry him.” Snickering, she softly said, “I used my tongue to dry his cock, I was on my knees sucking it anyway. Steve lifted me up and led me to the bed… I wasn’t going to need any foreplay. I… I wanted him right then…
“I was on my back with my legs spread and my knees bent. I had my pelvis rocked up just waiting for him to fuck me. He crawled between my legs and ran his cock up and down my pussy until I thought I’d scream. Then he entered me… Ooh, it felt soo goood!”
Billie noticed I was once again fully erect. She hurriedly threw her leg over me and lined me up and sat on my cock with a ‘humph’. She was hot, very wet and as always, tight. I flipped her, putting her on the bottom and started using long, slow strokes.
She placed her face in the crook of my neck and moistly whispered, “Honey, he fucked me sooo good! Then… then I got on top. I used my… my pussy muscles to milk him. He was surging and bucking and… and…
“Oooh, sweetheart, it was one of the best fucks! And when he started cumming! I could feel every spurt. After he finished he just held me for a few minutes and kind of softly ground his pelvis against me. It felt so deliciously decadent to be fucked like that…”
Looking down in Billie’s face, I could tell she was extremely turned on telling me about fucking Steve. I could feel her heat building up in her pussy and radiating up through her lower abdomen. Her eyes were closed and she had started nodding her head.
Her orgasm was immense. She let out a muted shriek and bucked as wave after wave of her orgasm washed over her. Bowing her back she clutched me as if she’d never let me go again. I kept working her making it last as long as I could.
Gasping, Billie panted, “Don’t move, don’t move… too intense… don’t move. Ahhh god!” She shivered through another wave of intense pleasure. Holding me as tight as she could she shook again. My cock was trapped in a hot velvet vise.
A sheen of glossy sweat covered her as she lay there panting. I cradled her head and kissed her as she came down from her bliss. Breathing heavily she panted, “That one was powerful… only you could do that to me.”
Panting slightly she looked up into my eyes. Wrapping her arms around me she pulled me to her tightly and said, “I must be the luckiest woman in the world. I can’t believe I’m laying here making love to my husband while telling him about fucking another man…
I kissed her. She started a slow undulating squirm, which evolved into a gentle rocking of her hips. In a soft voice Billie continued her dialog, “We… we noticed the time and had to rush to get dressed and to our morning classes.”
Suddenly giggling, Billie said, “I barely had time to clean up afterwards. As we were walking to class I could feel a dollop of cum drool out. He must have shot a gallon into me.
“I only had on a sundress and sandals so I had to duck into a bathroom to clean up some more. After I came out I asked him when was the last time he’d had sex.” Billie giggled again, “He told me it was with me at the spring-break party two weeks ago!
“Luckily our first class was on stretching canvas for our oil painting classes followed by the lab work. I was able to slide out and clean up every so often. If I’d worn panties they would have been soaked!
“Steve and Thomas were my lab partners. Thomas asked me what was going on because I was slipping out of the lab so often. I whispered to him that Steve had fucked my brains out that morning and his spunk kept leaking out. He laughed and gave Steve a high-five.”
Billie smiled, rocked her hips up, locked her ankles her over my back and pulled me into her as deep as she could. She started a slow rotation with her pelvis that was down right, degenerately wicked.
She pulled my head down, kissed me and nipped my lower lip. Looking me in the eyes she continued, “After the lab, as we were storing our canvases and putting up all the tools and materials, I made sure Thomas and I were the last ones to finish.”
Looking at her, I asked, “You sucked him off in the storage room?”
With her lower lip between her teeth, she nodded, then said, “Yeah… I told him I needed some help in the back corner behind some shelves. When he got back there, I didn’t waste anytime. I just unzipped him and fished his cock out.
“He was surprised but he certainly didn’t object. I got on my knees and went to work on him. It didn’t take me long to get him completely down my throat. It was such a turn-on to suck him off in the storage room where we might get caught!
“I had my dress hiked up and was fingering myself when he started cumming. He shot blast after blast down my throat.” Laughing, she said, “I had to take a breath so I pulled back and caught a shot in my face! I was surprised when he didn’t lose his hard-on.
“Thomas stood me up, spun me around and lifted the hem of my dress up over my waist. He then ran his cock up and down my pussy, I was still pretty slick from Steve so I knew he’d be able to slide right in… and… well, sweetie, I wanted it so badly!
“He had just entered me, when we heard the door open. He pulled out and I stood up and rearranged my dress. I was hoping it was Steve so he could join us, but it was our instructor! We pretended to be just finishing putting things away, said goodbye and left.
“He looked at us so strangely, then Thomas laughed and said, ‘You still have cum all over your face.’ I tried to wipe it off, but there was so much I had to go into the bathroom and wash my face.”
This revelation cracked both of us up. I looked at the little vixen and said, “Busted! Did he ever say anything to you?’
“No…” she said, “but I had to model for his class that afternoon… and it was a little awkward It was obvious he knew what we had been doing, but he just smiled and nodded his head as if saying, ‘huh huh, I know…’
“Thinking about him knowing… was a little distracting and I had a hard time concentrating. During a break, I was walking around looking at the student’s work and James asked me if I was all right.
“James is a sweetie and pretty shy. I stay nude during the breaks and when I stop to admire his work, he always gets sooo flustered. I… I kind of enjoy teasing him some… I love brushing my breasts against him as I admire his work…”
Snickering, she said, “I’ve even gone so far as to take hold of his hand and hold it between my breasts while exclaiming how wonderful his work is. Once, I kept hold of his hand and dropped it down and ‘accidently’ brushed his knuckles through my pubes.
“I was pretty sure he was a virgin and… well, even before we opened our marriage I fantasized about seducing him. I… I’ll admit I probably would have if I had had an opportunity.
“After class it was pouring down rain. I was looking out of the door and he asked me if I would like a ride home. He lives in town so it wouldn’t be out of his way. I thought it was so sweet of him I accepted his offer. I… I also planned on making my fantasy come true.
“We got wet as we ran to his car… and since the only thing I had on was my sundress, it made things pretty interesting.” Billie laughed, “He had a hard time not staring at me, which was strange, because he’d been looking at me for the last three hours as I modeled.
“I kept shifting around so the hem of my dress hiked up high enough he could see my pussy; and I leaned back against the car door and folded my knees under me” She snickered, “I pretended not to know I was so exposed though…”
Nuzzling her, I murmured into her ear, “I bet your little pussy was wet, plump and ready; especially after fucking Steve and almost fucking Thomas…”
Billie nodded her head and answered, “Oh… you have no idea. Let me get on top and I’ll tell you all about making my fantasy come true.”
To be continued…
She had been a busy little thing since we had opened our marriage a week ago. She had fucked one of her best friend’s husbands, with permission of course, and then an art student named Fred.
Fred had fucked her at the spring-break party, a week before we had opened our marriage. One of a number of guys involved in a cluster-fuck, he had to reintroduce himself to her. She had then had sex with him on Tuesday and again on Wednesday.
As we lay there, reminiscing this past week’s events, the little vixen slid her head down onto my upper abdomen and threw her right leg over both of my legs. With a light giggle she started flicking my cock back and forth and tickling my nut sack.
Finally, in a soft, light-hearted voice said, “You may remember me telling you about another art student and runner, named Steve. Steve and I decided to start running together on Thursday mornings.
Running my hand down to a breast, I asked, “Was he one of the guys from the spring-break party?”
Giggling, she said, “Yeah. Steve was the one to get things rolling at the spring-break party. He’s the first guy I sucked off on the back deck. And then I went with him and the other guy I sucked off and the two guys I fucked to a bedroom for some more fun…”
Smiling at the little tart, I finished her statement, “And were eventually joined by two more guys…”
“Yeah… that’s what I understand. Anyway, Thursday morning was a little warm and muggy, so I wore a little white, gauzy halter-top and my white nylon running shorts. They’re rather sheer as they are and I wasn’t wearing a bra or panties.”
Laughing, I said, “You never do and never have.”
Softly laughing, she said, “Not unless I have to. Since it was hot, I sweated through them and they became… see-through, which… was part of my plan. Steve and some of the other runners were very appreciative of my… exhibition; and that was what it was…
“The run ended at our apartment. I asked Steve if he’d like to come in, cool off and have something cold to drink. As we went in I stripped off the wet halter-top. Of course, the air conditioner made my nipples rock hard.
“After I handed Steve his water, I stripped out of my running shorts. I figured Steve had already seen me modeling nude, I had danced with him at the party nude and I’d sucked and fucked him and his friends, so he shouldn’t mind me being nude in my own apartment.
“I put everything into the washer and told him I was going to take a shower. As I went through the bedroom door I stop and looked at him, then asked, ‘Would you like to join me?’”
Laughing, she said, “Steve jumped up and was out of his tee shirt and running shorts in a heartbeat. He was very gentle when he came over to me and took me by my elbow and led me into the bathroom.
“He started the water running and adjusted it until it was just right. Then he helped me in and got in behind me. Honey… he soaped me up and was very, very thorough. He paid extra attention to my breasts and when he got to my pussy… oh, my!
“Oh, he was so gentle. His… his right hand was working my… my pussy and his left hand was flat against my bottom. He worked two fingers into me, the… the middle finger and his ring finger and his palm was mashed against my pubic mound.
“I… I had to lean forward and brace myself against the shower wall. With the water cascading down over me, I could hear my pussy being finger fucked… I was… humping his hand like crazy. Oh… it was… it was so wicked!”
Billie stopped here for a second. She leaned down and took my cock in her mouth and started working it. I noticed she had a hand between her legs running a finger up and down her slit and flicking her bud. Her own story was getting to her.
After a minute she resumed her torrid tale, “Then it was my turn to bath him. By then, we were in kind of a hurry. I did have some fun with his cock and balls though. After I rinsed him off and we got out of the shower, he dried me while I dried my hair.
“Then I got to dry him.” Snickering, she softly said, “I used my tongue to dry his cock, I was on my knees sucking it anyway. Steve lifted me up and led me to the bed… I wasn’t going to need any foreplay. I… I wanted him right then…
“I was on my back with my legs spread and my knees bent. I had my pelvis rocked up just waiting for him to fuck me. He crawled between my legs and ran his cock up and down my pussy until I thought I’d scream. Then he entered me… Ooh, it felt soo goood!”
Billie noticed I was once again fully erect. She hurriedly threw her leg over me and lined me up and sat on my cock with a ‘humph’. She was hot, very wet and as always, tight. I flipped her, putting her on the bottom and started using long, slow strokes.
She placed her face in the crook of my neck and moistly whispered, “Honey, he fucked me sooo good! Then… then I got on top. I used my… my pussy muscles to milk him. He was surging and bucking and… and…
“Oooh, sweetheart, it was one of the best fucks! And when he started cumming! I could feel every spurt. After he finished he just held me for a few minutes and kind of softly ground his pelvis against me. It felt so deliciously decadent to be fucked like that…”
Looking down in Billie’s face, I could tell she was extremely turned on telling me about fucking Steve. I could feel her heat building up in her pussy and radiating up through her lower abdomen. Her eyes were closed and she had started nodding her head.
Her orgasm was immense. She let out a muted shriek and bucked as wave after wave of her orgasm washed over her. Bowing her back she clutched me as if she’d never let me go again. I kept working her making it last as long as I could.
Gasping, Billie panted, “Don’t move, don’t move… too intense… don’t move. Ahhh god!” She shivered through another wave of intense pleasure. Holding me as tight as she could she shook again. My cock was trapped in a hot velvet vise.
A sheen of glossy sweat covered her as she lay there panting. I cradled her head and kissed her as she came down from her bliss. Breathing heavily she panted, “That one was powerful… only you could do that to me.”
Panting slightly she looked up into my eyes. Wrapping her arms around me she pulled me to her tightly and said, “I must be the luckiest woman in the world. I can’t believe I’m laying here making love to my husband while telling him about fucking another man…
I kissed her. She started a slow undulating squirm, which evolved into a gentle rocking of her hips. In a soft voice Billie continued her dialog, “We… we noticed the time and had to rush to get dressed and to our morning classes.”
Suddenly giggling, Billie said, “I barely had time to clean up afterwards. As we were walking to class I could feel a dollop of cum drool out. He must have shot a gallon into me.
“I only had on a sundress and sandals so I had to duck into a bathroom to clean up some more. After I came out I asked him when was the last time he’d had sex.” Billie giggled again, “He told me it was with me at the spring-break party two weeks ago!
“Luckily our first class was on stretching canvas for our oil painting classes followed by the lab work. I was able to slide out and clean up every so often. If I’d worn panties they would have been soaked!
“Steve and Thomas were my lab partners. Thomas asked me what was going on because I was slipping out of the lab so often. I whispered to him that Steve had fucked my brains out that morning and his spunk kept leaking out. He laughed and gave Steve a high-five.”
Billie smiled, rocked her hips up, locked her ankles her over my back and pulled me into her as deep as she could. She started a slow rotation with her pelvis that was down right, degenerately wicked.
She pulled my head down, kissed me and nipped my lower lip. Looking me in the eyes she continued, “After the lab, as we were storing our canvases and putting up all the tools and materials, I made sure Thomas and I were the last ones to finish.”
Looking at her, I asked, “You sucked him off in the storage room?”
With her lower lip between her teeth, she nodded, then said, “Yeah… I told him I needed some help in the back corner behind some shelves. When he got back there, I didn’t waste anytime. I just unzipped him and fished his cock out.
“He was surprised but he certainly didn’t object. I got on my knees and went to work on him. It didn’t take me long to get him completely down my throat. It was such a turn-on to suck him off in the storage room where we might get caught!
“I had my dress hiked up and was fingering myself when he started cumming. He shot blast after blast down my throat.” Laughing, she said, “I had to take a breath so I pulled back and caught a shot in my face! I was surprised when he didn’t lose his hard-on.
“Thomas stood me up, spun me around and lifted the hem of my dress up over my waist. He then ran his cock up and down my pussy, I was still pretty slick from Steve so I knew he’d be able to slide right in… and… well, sweetie, I wanted it so badly!
“He had just entered me, when we heard the door open. He pulled out and I stood up and rearranged my dress. I was hoping it was Steve so he could join us, but it was our instructor! We pretended to be just finishing putting things away, said goodbye and left.
“He looked at us so strangely, then Thomas laughed and said, ‘You still have cum all over your face.’ I tried to wipe it off, but there was so much I had to go into the bathroom and wash my face.”
This revelation cracked both of us up. I looked at the little vixen and said, “Busted! Did he ever say anything to you?’
“No…” she said, “but I had to model for his class that afternoon… and it was a little awkward It was obvious he knew what we had been doing, but he just smiled and nodded his head as if saying, ‘huh huh, I know…’
“Thinking about him knowing… was a little distracting and I had a hard time concentrating. During a break, I was walking around looking at the student’s work and James asked me if I was all right.
“James is a sweetie and pretty shy. I stay nude during the breaks and when I stop to admire his work, he always gets sooo flustered. I… I kind of enjoy teasing him some… I love brushing my breasts against him as I admire his work…”
Snickering, she said, “I’ve even gone so far as to take hold of his hand and hold it between my breasts while exclaiming how wonderful his work is. Once, I kept hold of his hand and dropped it down and ‘accidently’ brushed his knuckles through my pubes.
“I was pretty sure he was a virgin and… well, even before we opened our marriage I fantasized about seducing him. I… I’ll admit I probably would have if I had had an opportunity.
“After class it was pouring down rain. I was looking out of the door and he asked me if I would like a ride home. He lives in town so it wouldn’t be out of his way. I thought it was so sweet of him I accepted his offer. I… I also planned on making my fantasy come true.
“We got wet as we ran to his car… and since the only thing I had on was my sundress, it made things pretty interesting.” Billie laughed, “He had a hard time not staring at me, which was strange, because he’d been looking at me for the last three hours as I modeled.
“I kept shifting around so the hem of my dress hiked up high enough he could see my pussy; and I leaned back against the car door and folded my knees under me” She snickered, “I pretended not to know I was so exposed though…”
Nuzzling her, I murmured into her ear, “I bet your little pussy was wet, plump and ready; especially after fucking Steve and almost fucking Thomas…”
Billie nodded her head and answered, “Oh… you have no idea. Let me get on top and I’ll tell you all about making my fantasy come true.”
To be continued…
Poster:
Jack Stay
