Brian's Sweet Slut
written by:
Gary Johns

Brian's Sweet Slut

Chapter 1

Brian Matthews stood near the bar watching his wife of ten years, Sara, flirt with a tall good-looking man. He could see the smile on her face from across the room. She stood close to the stranger, their hips almost touching. It was a position that would have made most husbands jealous. Brian reached into his pocket and felt the still warm panties that she had been wearing. She hadn't objected when he told her that she needed to take them off. He told her that he could see the outline through her dress. Although the beige cotton cocktail dress was very tight, they both knew that the panties couldn't be seen since there wasn't much to the tiny slip of material anyway. In fact, now that she didn't have panties on, if she stood in the light just right, the dress was almost transparent. If she hadn't shaved her pubic hair, it surely would have shown through.

A sigh escaped Brian's lips as he watched his gorgeous wife. She looked as trim and as sexy as she had the day he met her. Her breasts were still firm enough that she rarely needed to wear a bra, and her hips were still slim enough to look good in the tightest clothes.

It had been almost twelve years since a mutual friend introduced them while in college. Brian had been at a fraternity party with his best friend Patrick. It was the beginning of their sophomore year and they were preparing for the new school semester. That meant getting drunk. Brian had made a total fool of himself trying to get Sara's attention. He was just drunk enough to be bold. They were at a pool party and Brian was showing everyone how he could balance himself on one foot at the end of the diving board without spilling his beer. It didn't work. He and the beer went into the pool, clothes and all. Fortunately, Sara had thought his antics were cute.

For Brian, it was love at first sight.

However, it was apparent that Sara wasn't as enamored with Brian as he was with her. In fact, he found out later that she wanted to date around and wasn't interested in being tied down with one guy. It had taken two years for Brian to convince her to date him exclusively. That was the second best day of his life. The first was when she agreed to marry him.

Brian could see that Sara was nervous and excited as she stood next to the tall stranger. He knew that her juice was already beginning to trickle down her thighs. That was one of the many things he loved about her. Her vagina dripped like a faucet when she was excited. He could see her shifting from one foot to the other and knew that she was trying to stem the flow. He watched as she leaned over and whispered something into her new friend's ear. A smile crossed his face as he glanced around the room and then he nodded his head. A second later they were sneaking out the back sliding door.

Suddenly Brain felt a moment of panic as he watched them leave. His panic was not because Sara was going outside with a stranger but rather because he would lose sight of them. He looked around his boss's large Victorian style house and saw a spiral staircase leading upstairs. He quickly put his drink down and headed for the stairs. However, before he could make it to the steps, his boss caught him.

"There you are Brian. I've been meaning to talk to you about a re-engineering project that I've been thinking about."

"Yes, sir," Brian said, trying to keep the irritation from his voice.

"Well, I was hoping to put you in charge and I wanted to explain where I want to go with this."

"Thank you, sir. I truly appreciate the opportunity." It was quite a compliment that his boss thought enough of him to pick him for the project. However, it wasn't the best time to talk about it. Brian knew that there was no way to excuse himself without being rude, so he tried to listen patiently as his boss explained the project in painful detail.

Finally Brian's boss paused and said, "So what do you think?"

"Uh, it sounds great," Brian stammered. He had barely heard a word the man said. His thoughts were consumed with what was going on outside right now.

Brian was relieved when his boss's wife came up to them and asked if she could steal him away for a minute. He suppressed a sigh of relief as his boss excused himself and walked away. He looked at his watch. It had been ten minutes. He hurried upstairs. When he reached the hallway at the top he rushed to open a door to what he thought was a bedroom. Unfortunately, it was a bathroom. He tried another door and found the master suite. He hurried through the room to the French doors leading to the balcony. He gently turned the handle and stepped outside quietly.

It was a warm summer night with a bright moon in the crystal clear sky. The noise of the night insects was almost deafening as Brian slowly moved toward the ivy-covered railing and peeked over, hoping that he was in the right place.

A gasp escaped his lips when he saw his wife passionately kissing the stranger. Their bodies were pressed together tightly. Brian's head started to spin, as it always did at times likes these, and a tremor of excitement rushed through him as he watched his wife and the stranger squirm against one another.

It wasn't the first time that Brian had seen such a sight. Over the past six months he had seen her in the arms of a number of different men.

It all started the night they had gone to his niece's wedding. It was one of those boring family things and Brian wanted to leave as soon as possible. However, they had to make an appearance at the reception, at least. Sara, on the other hand, liked weddings. She liked to talk with friends that she only saw on rare occasions and she especially liked to dance.

Brian hated the small talk and wasn't much of a dancer. So, when a young man came over and asked Sara to dance, he didn't object. As the young man led his gorgeous wife to the dance floor, he glanced around and could see the eyes of other men on his wife. After that, half the single men, and a few that were married, asked her to dance. It might have been because she was wearing a low cut dress that exposed half her breasts. It may have also been because Sara liked the attention and was quite a tease.

By the end of the night, Sara had had a little too much to drink and was flirting shamelessly with them. Strangely, instead of being jealous, Brian found himself incredibly turned on. It came as a complete surprise to him. He had never been the jealous type but that had never been tested like this night. When they finally got home late that night, they made love like they hadn't done in months. Sara was like a tiger and ravished him with a passion that he hadn't seen in quite some time. They both went to sleep with smiles on their faces.

The following day Sara had apologized profusely and asked for forgiveness. Her surprise was obvious when Brian shrugged it off and said that he was happy that she had had fun. He told her that he knew that she liked to dance and was sorry that he wasn't very good at it. Besides that, he told her, it was fun watching her tease all those horny young men. He knew that the comment had shocked Sara but they had dropped the subject at that point.

A few weeks later, a similar incident happened. This time it was at a party at work. There was an older man who had cornered Sara. She was enjoying his attention and only made a half-hearted attempt to get away from him. When she looked for Brain, she saw him watching her with a strange look on his face. The man's hand began to slip down her hip until it was firmly on her ass. Sara's eyes opened in shock, but when she looked for Brain he was gone. Sara knew that the right thing to do was to smack his face, however, instead she took a slow sip of her drink and let his hand squeeze her ass.

Brian hadn't gone far. He had moved around until he had a clear view of Sara and the man standing in the corner. He could see that his hand was between Sara and the wall and it appeared to be moving up and down. Incredibly, Brian felt his penis begin to harden. He noticed that he wasn't the only one with an erection-the stranger's pants had a tent in them too.

Nothing more happened at the party but when he and Sara went to bed that night, the lovemaking was incredible again.

Over the next few weeks, there were several more incidents. Each one resulted in passionate sex when the two arrived home. Finally the subject had to come up in conversation. After a few minutes of stuttering around the issue, they both had to admit that the teasing had turned them on. It had been a long time since their lovemaking had been as intense or as frequent. After discussing it, they had agreed that as long as the teasing didn't go too far, it would be a nice way to spice up their marriage. However, they hadn't defined what "too far" meant.

Since that day, they had arranged several situations where Sara had become "involved" with men. They had found a bar in a town a safe distance away, where they could experiment without fear of being seen by someone they knew. For the most part, what happened was harmless teasing. Sara would dance and joke with men, allowing them liberties that weren't entirely proper but still within the realm of teasing. However, on two occasions, Sara had left the bar with men and made out in their cars. While the men obviously wanted to have sex, Sara only allowed heavy petting. She let them play with her breasts and then masturbated them. Each time, she told Brian the story in great detail before they made passionate love.

Now Brian was standing on the balcony watching his wife and a stranger kiss. This night had been charged with electricity from the very beginning. It seemed like something more was going to happen. The fact that Brian had never been close enough to watch before made this different as well.

Brian could hear Sara moan as she kissed the handsome stranger. He could see their open mouths working on one another. Occasionally he could see Sara's or the stranger's tongue as the kisses grew more passionate. Then he watched as the man's hands had slipped down her back until he was cupping her firm ass cheeks. Sara seemed to welcome the caresses and squirmed her hips into him. When his hands reached the hem of her short cocktail dress she still didn't protest. Suddenly the stranger pulled her short dress up to her waist, baring her naked buttocks. A gasp escaped Brian's lips and he heard Sara moan as the cool night air hit the warm flesh of her ass.

"God baby, you are one hot woman," the stranger said as he pulled his mouth from her.

Sara just moaned and buried her face in his shoulder. Then Brian saw her head jerk back and he could see that her eyes were wide open in shock. From the movement of the stranger's hand it appeared that he had found her vagina.

Brian reached down and grasped his hard penis as he continued to watch. He could see Sara's hips moving back and forth against the man's hand. Then she moved her feet apart and spread her legs, allowing him easy access to her undoubtedly swollen lips. The moan that escaped her lips reached Brian's ears and he trembled in excitement. He could almost see the finger plunging in and out of her sloppy hole. He watched her hips pushing downward in what appeared to be a desperate attempt to take his teasing finger all the way into her body.

Brian was beside himself as he watched from only a few feet above. He thought about pulling out his penis but was afraid someone would catch him. Instead he stood silently in the dark watching his wife as he rubbed his almost painful erection inside his pants. He could see the man's hand moving faster, working between her legs. Suddenly, he could actually hear the squishing sound of the man's now drenched fingers. He could see that Sara was gasping for breath.

Sara reached down and grasped the tent in the stranger's pants. "Oh God, it's so big," she moaned.

"Take it out," the stranger whispered.

Sara's glanced around to make sure they were alone, however she didn't look up or she would have seen her husband staring over the balcony. Then with trembling hands she reached between them and pulled the stranger's zipper down. A moan escaped her lips as she reached inside his pants and found his throbbing erection. She pulled his penis out and gasped, "Oh God!"

Brian almost gasped as well when he saw the stranger's long penis in the bright moonlight. It was so huge that it made her hand look small. He could see her fist moving up and down until a large drop of clear liquid bubbled from the slit. It sparkled in the moonlight.

"Let me fuck you," the stranger hissed, his hips beginning to move back and forth.

Brian gasped as he heard the words. His eyes opened wide in shock. Suddenly, he was trembling all over as he watched the man push his penis down until it was between his wife's legs. His breath caught in his throat as he watched his wife open her thighs and then saw the penis disappear. He couldn't believe that she was actually doing it; that she was actually having sex with a stranger. His head was spinning with excitement. He was finally watching his wife screw another man.

Unfortunately Brian couldn't tell that the stranger's penis had missed her hole and had slipped harmlessly between her legs.

"Noooo... I can't," Sara gasped and moved back, letting the penis flip up between them.

When Brian saw the man's penis appear, and heard Sara say no, he found himself strangely disappointed but relieved at the same time. It was a strange paradox for him; he wanted her to do it but yet, he didn't.

"Then suck me," the man hissed excitedly and reached up to press on Sara's shoulders.

Sara's legs seemed to buckle under her as she slid toward the grass. A second later she was on her knees and the large penis was inches from her face.

Brian knew that she had never gone this far. He wondered if she would go through with it... if she would actually take the stranger's penis into her mouth. He didn't have to wait long to find out.

The man placed both hands on her head and was pulling her face toward the pulsing shaft.

Sara resisted for a moment. Her eyes were wide with excitement.

Suddenly, Brian heard her moan of surrender, as she opened her lips and took another man's penis into her mouth for the first time since they had married. Brian closed his eyes for a second and took a deep and trembling breath. When he opened his eyes he saw Sara's stretched mouth begin to work up and down the long white shaft.

Brian was going crazy as he watched her suck the stranger's penis. He couldn't believe that she was going this far. He watched the man begin to direct her head back and forth with his hands. He could see the saliva-wet penis as it came out of his wife's mouth and actually hear the sucking sound. He had never heard or seen anything more exciting.

"That's it baby, suck my cock! Eat me! God, you can suck baby!"

The man's nasty words seemed to have an affect on Sara. She reached up and grasped his shaft with both hands, her fingers unable to touch. She began to pump her hands up and down rapidly.

"He's going to cum," Brian whispered in an unheard warning to his wife.

Sara already knew it.

"That's it... that's it," the stranger hissed as he pushed forward and pulled her head toward his shaft. "Ahhhhhhh!!!" he moaned, "I'm cumming."

Brain could see that Sara was surprised at the force of his ejaculation. Her eyes opened wide and her cheeks bulged out as her mouth filled with his cum. Another tremble went through Brian as he watched his wife swallow once and then again. Her fists continued to move up and down, milking the juice from the stranger's balls.

Amazingly, Brian watched Sara began to tremble. He knew the signs. Without touching herself, she had managed to climax. She moaned around the still spurting shaft and her body shook. As she climaxed, her mouth stopped sucking and the stranger's cum continued to fill her mouth and began to trickle from her lips. It ran down her chin and dripped to the grass. Some of it even splattered onto the soft swells of her breasts. Finally the stranger's penis wilted and slipped out of her mouth, leaving another trail of sperm on her chin. Sara quickly stood up and wiped the back of her still trembling hand across her mouth.

"I... I... my husband..." Sara gasped in confusion.

"I understand. My wife will be looking for me too."

Brian rushed out of the room and hurried back downstairs. He was at the bar getting another drink when Sara came back in. He tried to act like he had never left the party.

Chapter 2

Sara and Brian left the party soon after the incident with the stranger. For some reason, the ride home seemed twice as long as normal. Both Brian and Sara were silent as they sat close to each other, deep in their own thoughts. Sara placed her head on Brian's shoulder and reached down to warmly caress his thigh.

While Brian wanted desperately to talk about the evening, he had the feeling that Sara didn't. She had been unusually quiet as they left the party; possibly reliving what had happened. Or it could have been that she was embarrassed. Brian couldn't be sure. However, there was no question that Brian was still very much excited about what he had witnessed. He couldn't get the vision of his sweet wife on her knees giving oral sex to a stranger out of his head. He could still see the stranger's sperm dripping from her chin. In fact, when he looked down at his wife as she sat beside him, he could see a shimmer of the sticky fluid on the swells of her breasts. He knew that it was the stranger's cum. He wondered if she could still taste him.

Brian was dying to ask her for the details. When they were almost home, Brian finally broke the silence and asked, "Did you have fun tonight?"

"I guess," Sara answered in a non-committal tone. It was obvious that she wasn't sure how much she should reveal. They had agreed that she would always be honest and tell him what happened. But Brian knew that it had gone further than she, or even he, expected.

"So tell me what happened?" Brian pressed, trying not to sound impatient.

Sara hesitated but finally said, "Well, you saw us go outside. We kissed and he... he uh... he put his finger in me."

A chill went through Brian at her words. He wanted and needed more. "And?" he asked.

"Then I took his... his co... cock out and... you know... I got him off." Sara's face turned scarlet. Sara fell silent again.

Brian was somewhat relieved that she hadn't lied. However, he knew that she wasn't telling the entire truth either.

Brian fought the urge to tell her that he had watched. He decided to wait to reveal that until later. But, right now he felt frustration at her lack of detail. He thought that maybe a little stimulation would open her up. He reached over and put his hand between her legs. When he felt her open them for him, he smiled and moved his fingers to her still swollen sex. He began to run his fingers gently up and down between the lips and said, "I'll bet you wanted to fuck him didn't you?"

Sara didn't answer for a minute. Finally, she whispered, "Yes." Then she added truthfully, "But I didn't." Then she fell silent again.

The lack of detail was very frustrating to Brian. When she didn't add anymore, Brian decided that he had gotten all that he could out of her for the moment. For the rest of the ride home he played with her sexy lips, bringing moans of pleasure and renewed excitement from her.

When they arrived home, it took about ten minutes for them to get from the garage to the bedroom. They stopped and kissed multiple times, losing pieces of clothing as they went. Brian's penis had not really gone soft since the moment he saw them kissing.

Sara and Brian fell naked onto the bed; their bodies pressed tightly together, his lips searching for her heaving breasts. He could see the now dried flakes of sperm on the soft swells. His lips worked around those spots and to her hard nipples.

"Yes, suck my tits," Sara gasped.

As he sucked her nipples, he moved his hand between her legs to play with her excited and still swollen lips. He kissed back up her neck to her ear and whispered, "I'm sure you wanted his big cock in your sweet little hole, didn't you?"

Suddenly, Sara tensed, wondering how he knew that the stranger had a large penis. Then she decided that she was being paranoid. "Yes, it was big and hard," she gasped.

"Can you still taste him in your mouth?"

Sara's eyes flew open.

Brian began to move his finger in and out of her vagina as he hovered over his surprised wife and stared into her wide eyes. Then he whispered, "I saw you. I saw you sucking his cock."

"Oh God," Sara gasped, mortified that he had watched them, but maybe more concerned that she hadn't told him the entire story.

"I could see every inch of his big cock. I was standing on the balcony above you. I could see your saliva shining on his penis in the moonlight. I even saw him try to fuck you." Brian paused for a second and let that sink in. Then he added, "My cock was so hard I thought it was going to rip my pants."

Sara almost sighed in relief when she realized that he wasn't angry. Her body relaxed as the tension flowed out.

"So, how did his cock taste?" Brian asked.

"Go... good," Sara said hesitantly.

When Brian felt her vagina pulse, he continued his dirty talk. "I saw you swallow his cum too. I saw you drink every drop of his sperm except what dripped from your chin to your tits. You're such a slut aren't you?" he asked rhetorically. His fingers began to move rapidly in and out of Sara's now quivering lips.

Sara didn't answer but she whimpered and squirmed under his manipulations.

"I know you wanted that big cock in your pussy," Brain whispered excitedly as he slipped between her legs on his knees. He leaned close to her and continued, "He almost got it into you. For a second I thought it was in you."

Sara moaned as her mind flashed back to the incredible excitement she had felt at that moment. Suddenly, her excitement took over and without any further probing she hissed, "Yes... yes, I wanted his cock! I wanted him to fuck meeeee!!!"

Brain groaned as he held himself over Sara, his penis just touching the wet and swollen lips of her vagina. "My cock's not as big as his, but you still want me to fuck you, don't you?"

"Oh yes... oh yes," she moaned and grabbed Brain's ass cheeks as her hips lifted from the bed.

Brian pulled back slightly, not allowing Sara to accomplish her goal. "I'm not sure my cock is big enough for you after seeing his," he teased. Then he moved the head of his own substantial penis until it just touched her hole, still avoiding her attempts to take him inside.

"Please... please, fuck meeeee!" Sara wrapped her arms around Brian's neck and her legs around his waist and she tried to pull him down to her squirming body.

Brian tried to resist, attempting to draw out their excitement. However, his own excitement was rapidly becoming too much for him. He circled his hips, letting the swollen head of his penis become wet with her copious juices. Finally, with a bellow, he dropped his hips and his penis slipped easily into her swollen hole.

"Ahhhheeeee!!!" Sara screamed. She pulled her husband's hips into her and took him all the way to the bottom. Then she tried to pull his lips to her own.

However, Brian hesitated for a second, remembering where Sara's lips had been. Then he moaned and let his lips meet hers. His tongue went into her mouth as her warm hole surrounded his throbbing penis. The room quickly filled with the sloppy sounds of their coupling and the bed squeaked and groaned under their frantic movements.

When Brian pulled his lips from Sara, he bent to her ear again and said, "God sweetie your pussy is so hot and wet tonight. That big cock must have really turned you on. Watching you play with it and then suck it drove me crazy."

"It was soooo big," Sara moaned. "It stretched my lips but I wanted to take it inside me so bad." There was no hesitation now as excitement consumed her. They were both too far gone for concern about jealously.

"You're my sweet little slut aren't you?" Brain gasped as his hips pounded into her.

"Yes... yes, I'm your slut."

"My slut. My sweet and wonderful slut, with another man's sperm in her stomach." Brian words were bringing them both quickly to a peak.

"Yessssss... I'm your slut. I sucked his cock and drank his cum. That's what you wanted, isn't it? You wanted me to suck another man's cock didn't you?

"Oh God, yesssss!!!" Brian gasped.

I love you... I love you..." Sara hissed as her body began to shake in climax. Her fingernails dug into Brian's ass and her legs squeezed him tightly to her. "Oh God, oh God, oh God," she gasped.

"I'm cummmmmmmmiiiinnnnngggg!!!" Brian screamed as he unleashed his long pent up sperm. It felt as though his balls were exploding as he pumped his sperm deep into his loving wife. Their bodies trembled and shook as their cries of pleasure echoed throughout the room.

Finally, Brian's body fell heavily onto his wife. Then he rolled to the side, his rapidly shrinking penis slipping from her saturated hole. He pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. A minute later the two of them fell into a satisfied and exhausted sleep. Sara with a stranger's cum in her stomach and her husband's cum running from her satisfied hole and Brian with his balls empty, and his penis limp, lying uselessly on his thigh.

Chapter 3

When Brian came downstairs the following morning, Sara was sitting at the table still in her dressing gown. By this time she was normally already dressed and ready for work. She didn't look up from the paper as he entered the kitchen. He walked quietly over to the counter and poured himself a cup of coffee.

As he turned and leaned against the counter, he began to worry that she might not feel well. Or worse yet, that she was upset by what had happened yesterday. She didn't look up from her newspaper when he walked over and sat down. "Aren't you going to say good morning?"

Sara lowered her paper and smiled self-consciously at him. "Good morning," she whispered and her face flushed.

It was obvious that she was uncomfortable about what had happened. However, Brian was in a good mood, only slightly embarrassed about his complicity in what had transpired. "Aren't you going to work today?" he asked, in an attempt to break the ice.

"I thought I would take a vacation day."

"Oh," Brian said. They normally took their vacation days together. "Sara, are you okay... with... you know... what happened last night?"

Suddenly, she looked like she was going to cry. "I... I... don't know." Then tears started to form in her eyes. "I... I just..." she said and her voice trailed off and she started to sob.

"Oh God Sara, I'm sorry," Brian said and quickly came around the table. He went to his knees and grabbed her hands in his. "I didn't mean for this to upset you. I love you so much. It was all my fault." He held her hands to his cheek and felt like crying himself.

Sara looked shocked as she stared down at her husband. "You... you didn't mean to upset me? Brian, I'm the one that... that... did it." Her voice was almost a scream in total disbelief that Brian was blaming himself.

"I encouraged you."

Sara started to answer but no words came out. She didn't know what to say. The tears poured down her cheeks as her heart filled with love. She slipped from her chair until she was on her knees in front of him. "God I love you," she whispered as her lips met his.

Brian was surprised but delighted by her reaction. He moaned, almost with relief and pulled her to him, his tongue entering her willing mouth.

The kiss quickly turned passionate.

Brian wrapped his arms around her as their tongues dueled. With a moan his hand found her soft breast under her robe. A second later he was searching for the opening and slipped his hand inside.

Sara moaned as her excitement grew rapidly. She pushed Brian back until he was on the floor and she was lying on top of him. She stared down into his eyes as she reached down for the zipper of his pants.

"I'll be late," Brian protested weakly as Sara pulled his hard penis from the opening.

"Shhhh," she whispered as she moved her head down. A second later she took his penis into her mouth.

"Ohhhh!!!" Brian moaned as he looked down and watched her begin to suck him. He could see her eyes looking up at him as her tongue worked on the pulsing head. Suddenly, he could imagine her lips wrapped around the stranger's penis last night. Another moan escaped him and he closed his eyes, chastising himself for imagining her with another man while she pleasured him. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get the image from his mind.

Strangely, the same vision flashed into Sara's mind. She moaned and sucked harder, her hand pumping the shaft in an attempt to banish the image. When she couldn't shake the image, she pulled away, bringing a moan from Brian. She stood up and looked down at her husband on the floor. With a smile filled with lust, she opened her robe and let it drop to the floor, standing naked above him. She moved until her feet were on either side of his legs. Then she slowly squatted and reached for his penis.

Brian's face was wild with passion now. He watched as his wife held his penis to her wet sex lips. Another moan escaped him as she took just the head into her hole. When he tried to push upward, she moved away and giggled. It was her turn to tease him.

"Please!" he pleaded.

She did it again and again, letting only the head enter her. It wasn't long before they were both mad with passion. Finally, she centered the head on her hole and pushed downward.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" they both moaned as his penis slipped all the way into her body.

A second later, Sara started to bounce up and down, groaning with pleasure.

Finally, Brian lost the image of his wife sucking another man. Now all he saw was his gorgeous mate with her eyes closed in the throes of passion. He reached up and grasped her breasts.

Sara opened her eyes and smiled at Brian as she moved up and down with a regular tempo. Her heart was pounding with excitement at the love she saw in his eyes. Suddenly, without warning, she began to climax.

Below her, Brian could feel her trembling in pleasure as her vagina began to squeeze him. His excitement boiled over. "Oh God baby," he moaned as he joined her.

When Sara felt him filling her with his sperm, her own climax intensified. She began to move up and down more rapidly. She grunted as waves of pleasure washed over her as she took all he had to offer. Her climax went on for a long time.

Finally, Sara collapsed onto Brian's body, gasping for breath. When she could breathe again, she looked down at his face and smiled. "You had better change your pants and get going or you're going to be late for work." With that, she pulled away, letting his rapidly shrinking penis slip from her, followed by a gush of sperm. She smiled one last time at him before she picked up her robe and left the kitchen with his sperm streaming down her thighs.

Brian lay exhausted on the kitchen floor for several minutes trying to figure out what had just happened. A smile was on his face as he pulled himself to his feet and shook his head. That was better than make-up sex, he thought, and they hadn't even had a fight. The smile was still on his face as he left the house for work.

Chapter 4

It was nearly 11:00 AM when Brian's office phone rang.

"Hello."

"Hi sweetie," Sara said with a smile in her voice.

"Hi."

"I just wanted to call and tell you how much I enjoyed this morning. It's been a long time since we were that spontaneous."

"I know. It was fun," Brian answered. He wondered why she was calling since they rarely talked at work. He figured it had to have something to do with what happened yesterday.

"I've been thinking a lot this morning."

"Uh oh," Brian laughed.

"Seriously, I wanted to say that you are a wonderful husband. It's not many husbands that would... would let their wife do what... do what I have done in the past several months," Sara said, suddenly very nervous. She had thought all morning about what she was going to say and even practiced it, but now she found the words hard to say.

Brian was silent for a moment. He said, "It's not one sided or even altruistic. I get as much, maybe more, pleasure than you."

"I'm beginning to realize that. Still, it's hard to believe that you like the thought of me with another man. I would go crazy if I thought you were with another woman."

"I don't want another woman," Brian said and added, "You're plenty for me." He laughed self-consciously.

Sara laughed nervously too and paused. Finally she said, "Brian, I know that the phone is not the proper place to talk about this but I just couldn't wait until you got home. Things went pretty far with the guy from the party and I think we need to discuss where all this is going."

"I thought we had. We agreed that it was fun and had spiced up our relationship," Brian said, trying not to sound defensive. Then, when Sara didn't say anything he asked, "Do you want it to end?"

"No!" she answered a little too quickly and in a voice louder than necessary. She caught herself and said, "I mean... I mean it has made our love life much more exciting. But, how far do we let it go?"

"How far do you want it to go?" Brian threw the question back to her.

"I don't know. I know that I love you and that I don't ever want it to hurt our relationship."

"We won't let it. I love you too. Listen, why don't we talk about this when I get home."

"Okay. But Brian, I... I got a call from Terry. You know, the guy from the party." The words came out in a rush. She obviously didn't want to end the conversation before she told him.

"What did he want?" Brian asked as if he didn't already know the answer to that.

"Uh... he wanted to know if I... if I wanted to go out with him Friday night."

Suddenly Brian realized that this was the real reason for the call in the middle of the morning. For a moment he felt a sudden anger rising. Sara had been prodding him without telling him the real purpose of her call. However, the anger just as quickly changed to excitement. "What did you tell him?" he asked in a non-committal tone.

"I said that I would let him know."

"Do you want to?" Brian felt a stirring in his pants.

"Only if you want me too."

"That's not fair Sara," Brian said tensely. She was the one bringing this up and he felt like she was trying to have him make the decision.

"You're right. Yes, I would like to go out with him. But, but I'm scared."

"Of what?"

"Everything. I barely know the guy and I'm not sure I'm ready for what he wants. I'm still not sure you are ready either."

Brian started to say that he was more than ready but decided to wait. For some reason he didn't want to appear over eager. The thought was incredibly exciting to him, however he wanted Sara to be ready too. He said, "Let me think about it and we'll talk when I get home."

"Okay," Sara said. She couldn't tell what Brian was thinking but she knew enough not to push it now. "I love you sweetheart."

"I love you too. See you tonight."

When Brian walked into the house at six forty-five, the house was unusually quiet. "Sara," he called out but didn't hear an answer. He walked through the living room to the dining room. He saw that the lights were turned down and that there were lit candles on the table and it was set with their best china and crystal.

Brian heard something behind him and turned around.

"Hi sweetie." Sara stood in the doorway smiling at her surprised husband. She had on a low cut and short cocktail dress. Most of her thighs and breasts were uncovered. The rest of her was barely covered by the tight black dress that had a split up the side, clear to her waist. Her hair was freshly styled and she had makeup on. Her lipstick was bright red and she had on blue eye shadow.

Brian had never seen the dress she was wearing. Suddenly he realized that she looked like a hooker. A smile came to his face. "What's going on?"

"I just thought you would enjoy a little TLC after working so hard today."

Brian almost laughed. He had barely gotten any work done today, especially after their conversation. Another smile came to his lips as he put down his briefcase and opened his arms.

Sara practically ran to him. They hugged warmly and then kissed. Brian's penis was already hard and pressing to his wife's stomach. He was ready to take her right there. However, she pushed him away and spun around and then said, "Do you like?"

Brian's eyes were swimming in excitement as he stared as his wife. He could see that the top barely covered the nipples of her breast and that the bottom was only inches from revealing her vagina. The split up the side showed that she wasn't wearing panties. "I love it!"

"Do I look like your little slut?"

"Mmmm," Brian moaned and tried to pull her into his arms.

Sara held him back. "Why don't you shower and change and I'll have a cocktail waiting for you."

Brian pulled her to him again and kissed her. "I don't know if I can wait that long." When Sara pushed him back again he said, "Okay," and reluctantly went upstairs. A few seconds later he was in the shower. As he washed himself, he thought of what was waiting downstairs and his penis began to harden. He lathered up his crotch and used his hand to stroke his rapidly swelling shaft. Suddenly, in his mind he saw Sara with Terry. Sara was wearing the same dress and they were in an embrace. He felt his legs tremble in excitement as he watched the older man's hands slip under the short dress and squeeze her sweet ass cheeks. When he felt his balls begin to churn, he stopped his hand movement. He wasn't going to waste it in the shower-he had a better place for his cum.

When Brian came back downstairs, Sara was waiting. She handed him a drink and led him to the sofa. Then she snuggled next to him. The two of them sat quietly for a few minutes.

Brian felt the strong drink begin to relax him. He turned to Sara and said, "So is this what you're going to wear on Friday night?"

Sara's eyes lit up and she smiled broadly. "I don't know. Maybe I'll wear nothing at all," she said and then laughed. Her hand slipped down to Brian's already tented pants and wrapped her fingers around his hardness. She began to move her hand.

However, Brian stopped her. He saw her surprised look and said, "I was thinking about our conversation today, especially what you said about being scared. I made a phone call to Patrick today." Brian paused as he thought of his friend.

Sara looked at him strangely.

Patrick had been Brian's best friend in college but they hadn't seen each other in six months, since the funeral. Actually, Patrick was more than Brian's best friend. He had been madly in love with Sara. Sara and he had dated while she was also dating Brian. Surprisingly the two men kept their friendship while competing for Sara's affections. Fortunately for Brian, Sara had chosen him to date exclusively and eventually to marry. It was a difficult decision for Sara because both of them were handsome and fun loving. Brian seemed to be the more mature of the two. After college, Patrick had moved to the West Coast and married his high school sweetheart. Tragically, there had been an auto accident six months ago and, while Patrick was injured, his wife died. Brian had gone out for a week after the funeral to be with his friend. Since then Brian had tried to stay in touch because he knew his friend was taking the loss very hard.

The question in Sara's mind bubbled over and she asked, "What does Patrick have to do with this?"

"Well, I was thinking about inviting him out for a week or two," Brian said and paused. When he saw that Sara was still confused he said, "You know that Brian was madly in love with you and probably still is."

"So?"

Brian realized that he was going to have to spell it out. "You said you were scared. I thought that maybe someone you knew would be easier for the first time."

Sara's eyes opened in surprise. "He's... your best friend," she gasped.

"That's what makes it perfect. You like him, he likes you... don't you see?"

"Wow," Sara said when she couldn't find any other words.

"If you don't want to do anything with him then he can just come out to visit. He is still hurting and it would be good for him to get away. He hasn't even dated since the funeral."

Brian could see the wheels turning in Sara's head. He knew that she would eventually see the logic.

Finally, a smile crossed her face. "Let me think about it," she said, using the same words he had used earlier when they spoke about her date with Terry. However, Brian knew that there wasn't a lot to think about-she just didn't want to seem overeager.

Brian pulled Sara to him and their lips went together passionately. He felt Sara pressing her hips to his and his hands reached down and grasped her sexy ass.

Dinner was forgotten as their passion grew. A few minutes later they were naked and consumed in passion. Sara's mind flashed back and forth between Patrick and Terry. As she climaxed, she envisioned both men making love to her at the same time. Amazingly, Brian had a similar image in his mind. Only he was sitting in a chair watching his wife make love to the two men.

Chapter 5

Sara was scheduled to meet Terry at a bar downtown at eight. She had been incredibly nervous all day. While she and Brian had agreed that she wouldn't go "all the way" with Terry, she realized that the responsibility was hers. In fact, Brain seemed more comfortable than she was that she could control the situation. However, it occurred to her that he might not mind if she did give in.

Brian was in the living room watching TV when Sara came down. "Very nice," he said when he saw her choice of dress.

"You don't think that I'm over dressed do you?" she asked nervously.

"Not at all," Brian said as he stared at his beautiful wife. She was wearing a soft summer dress that had a low cut bodice with spaghetti straps straining to hold up her substantial breasts. It was made of thin yellow cotton and looked wonderful with her tanned skin. Her dark and hard nipples were clearly visible, attesting to her excitement. It was also very short, revealing a substantial portion of her smooth thighs. She wasn't wearing nylons and Brian wondered if she had on panties. On her feet she had four-inch high heels.

"Turn around," Brian said.

Sara spun around and looked over her shoulder at him.

"Very, very sexy. If I were Terry, I might rape you."

Suddenly, Sara looked concerned.

"I meant figuratively," Brian added quickly.

"I know but... I... I'm as nervous as a teenager on her first date," she said and then added, "God, I can't believe I'm doing this."

"It's not too late to back out."

"Do you want me to?"

"No," Brian said and stood up to pull her into his arms. His hands slipped down her back until they reached her soft ass cheeks. He started to kiss her but she resisted.

"My makeup," she said.

"Right. I suppose it will get messed up later though," he laughed. Then with a smile he slowly pulled her dress up in back. He was almost disappointed when he found that she was wearing panties.

Sara saw the look and said, "I can't be that easy. You don't want him to think that I am a complete slut do you?"

"Well...."

They both laughed.

Brian walked his wife to the door and kissed her cheek. "Be good. I'll be waiting for you."

"I love you," she whispered and then turned and left.

Brian took a deep breath and then sighed; it was going to be a long night for him. He headed back to the living room and sat down in his favorite chair. He picked up a book and settled back for a long evening.

The bar was crowded as Sara entered. She saw the eyes of many of the men, and some women, on her as she walked in. She strained her eyes in the dark and smoky room. For a minute she thought that Terry wasn't there. Then she saw him waving to her from a booth. Her heart started to pound as she walked over nervously, her legs feeling like rubber.

The handsome man with graying hair smiled at her and stood up. "I didn't think you were coming."

"It's only eight fifteen. A girl shouldn't be too eager you know."

"I know but... well, I'm glad you came. What do you want to drink?"

"Something with lots of alcohol."

Terry smiled, his teeth shinning brightly. "I know what you mean. I've had two already to settle my nerves."

The comment surprised Sara and she showed it.

"This is not something I've done before," he said to her unasked question. "I'm guessing it's the same for you."

"That's true," Sara answered, feeling her tension start to wane. It somehow made her more comfortable that he wasn't experienced. However, she knew that he could be lying to her.

As they waited for Sara's drink, Terry told her about himself. He was an architect at a large engineering firm and had worked there for twenty years. He was originally from Canada but was now an American citizen.

She had detected a slight accent.

Sara found Terry quite charming but, surprisingly, somewhat shy. She told him a little about herself, leaving out some major details. She wasn't sure how much she should share. After all this was just a little fling. She figured that it wasn't necessary to tell him that she was married; he already knew that. Besides, both of them were wearing wedding rings.

Terry reached over and took Sara's hand. "I don't know about you but I am very nervous. It has been a long time since I have been out on a date."

"Me too," Sara said shyly.

"I also have to admit that I though long and hard about calling you. I picked up the phone ten times and hung it up. I couldn't get you off my mind after what happened at the party. It was incredibly exciting."

"It was for me as well." Sara's face colored slightly and she felt her panties begin to get wet.

Terry looked into Sara's eyes and paused as if he were searching for words. "Does... does your husband know where you are right now?"

The question shocked Sara. She just assumed that he would think she was looking for a little fun behind her husband's back. Suddenly, she didn't know what to say.

"For some strange reason, I think that he does."

Sara nodded her head.

"That's okay with me. In fact, it's great. Your husband is a lucky man."

Sara got an incredulous look on her face.

"No, really. I've always wanted my wife to do something like this. We even got close one time. She fooled around with one of my best friends at a party. But that was years ago." Terry could see that Sara didn't look like she believed him. He decided to change the subject. "Did I say how sexy you look tonight?"

"Thank you," Sara answered shyly.

"Would you like to dance?"

"I'd love to."

Three dances later they returned to the booth. They were laughing and talking like old friends as Terry slid in next to Sara, their thighs touching. A second later she felt his warm hand on her thigh. A tremor went through her as his fingers caressed her through her thin summer dress. As the waitress came over, Terry's hand found the warm flesh inside her knee. Without thinking, Sara opened her legs enough to allow his hand to move upward until his fingers were on the soft skin on the inside of her thigh. When she saw the waitress looking, she closed her thighs quickly, trapping his hand to stop it from going higher.

The waitress smiled knowingly, then took the order and left.

Sara knew that the waitress had seen where Terry's hand was. However, instead of embarrassment she grew more excited. Gradually she released the pressure on the hand and allowed it to move higher. Her face flushed at her boldness. Then a little moan escaped her lips when his fingers touched the gusset of her now wet panties. Her eyes glazed over as the searching fingers found the elastic of the leg band and slipped underneath. Sara's body stiffened but she didn't close her thighs. "Terry," she gasped when she felt his fingers touch her swollen lips. Her eyes closed and she gripped her drink tightly in her fingers and tried to act calm. Suddenly her heart was pounding in her chest and her breath was becoming labored.

A smile crossed Terry's his face when she opened her thighs willing, giving him free access to her vagina. He searched her now swollen inner lips until he found the opening and then slipped a finger inside. He felt her tremble and her hole pulsed and squeezed his now active finger. Then he added a second finger, pushing both as deeply as the position would allow.

Sara tensed when she saw the waitress coming back with their drinks and whispered, "Terry!"

Terry ignored her protest and kept his hand between her legs.

Sara could see the waitress's eyes staring between her legs again. There was obvious envy on her face.

Terry pulled his now wet fingers slowly from between her legs. He looked at the waitress and said, "Thank you." She sat the fresh drinks down and took the empty glasses and reluctantly left.

"I think she likes you," Terry whispered.

"Me?"

"Yeah. I can always tell." Terry smiled as he took a sip of his drink and watched the waitress until she was out of sight.

Sara's face flushed with the realization and another tremor went through her. She had never thought that way about another woman. It occurred to her that there were a lot of thoughts she was having that she had never had before.

Terry turned to Sara and looked into her eyes. Slowly his mouth moved toward hers.

Sara moaned as their lips met. She opened her mouth and let his tongue inside. As they kissed, she felt Terry reach for her hand. Another little moan escaped her lips when she felt his wet fingers on her on. She felt him gently rub her own juice across her fingers. Suddenly she was squirming in her seat. The seam of her panties had slipped between her lips and was rubbing on her swollen clit.

Terry was staring into Sara's eyes as he slowly brought her now wet fingers to his lips. His tongue came out and he licked the juice from her fingers. Then, he pulled her lips to his again. They both moaned.

When Terry broke the kiss, he whispered, "We had better get out of here before we get arrested."

Sara took one last drink before she slid out of the booth and they left. She allowed Terry to pull her close as they waited for the valet to bring his car.

"What about my car?" Sara asked as Terry's Lexus was brought around.

"We'll come back to get it. Are you hungry?" Terry asked as he waited for her to get into the car.

"Uh... no, not really," Sara answered. She was far too excited to think about something to eat.

"I'll call and cancel the reservations." Terry came around and got into the driver's seat. "Would you like to just park somewhere and talk?"

Sara knew that they wouldn't park and talk. However, that was fine with her. "Yes," she said.

A few minutes later they were on the highway. They drove for several miles toward home before pulling off the main road and onto a dirt road. They drove for a minute and turned into a grassy opening surrounded by trees.

"It's an old farm. No one will bother us here, because I own it," Terry said to Sara's unasked question.

As soon as they were stopped, Terry placed his hand behind Sara's head and pulled her lips to his. A second later his hand came up to caress one soft breast. A moan escaped Terry's lips as he felt the hard nipple in the palm of his hand.

Sara reached up and slipped the strap of her dress down her shoulder, uncovering her breast. She moaned as Terry kneaded her breast as his lips devoured hers.

When Terry pulled back and began to kiss down her neck, she placed her hand on his head. She let him kiss the hot skin of her neck and down to her chest, leaving a trail of wetness behind. "Oh God," she gasped when his lips caught her nipple. At the same time she felt him pulling her other strap down until both breasts were free.

Terry moaned as well as he lost himself in her soft flesh. He was a very oral lover and loved to please a woman that way. However, his wife no longer seemed to be interested in his oral skills. He sucked first one nipple and then the other. He even pressed them both together so that he could lick both nipples at the same time. "God I love your breasts," he gasped.

Sara was moaning constantly now. Her thighs squeezed together on her very swollen sex lips and her ass squirmed on the seat. She had never had her breasts treated like this before. Electric shocks ran from her nipples all the way to her vagina. Incredibly Sara felt like she might climax from the breast stimulation alone. Then, when Terry gently bit one nipple and squeezed the other tightly in his fingers, she did climax. It wasn't an earth shattering climax but rather one that made her tremble with a flush of warmth that radiated from her breasts to her vagina and back again.

When Terry felt it he doubled his efforts, sucking and squeezing her breasts until the tremors slowed and then stopped. He pulled back and saw that Sara's eyes were closed. "Would you like to get in the back?"

Sara opened her eyes. She bit her lip in indecision. "I... I don't know if I'm ready to... to go all the way." That may have been the most difficult words she had ever uttered. She wanted desperately to make love to this man. Still, there was something stopping her.

"That's okay," Terry whispered. "We won't go any further than you want. I promise."

Slowly Sara nodded her head.

"Wait a minute, I have a better idea," Terry said. He got out of the car and opened the trunk. When he came around to Sara's side of the car he was carrying a blanket. He opened the door for her and said, "It's a beautiful evening."

When the blanket was spread on the grass, Terry took Sara in his arms again. As their lips met, he pushed her dress down her body and let it drop at her feet. Now she stood practically naked in just her panties and heels. A gently summer breeze caressed her body and she shivered, but not from being cold. She couldn't believe she was almost naked outdoors. It was the first time since she was a small girl.

Terry pulled his lips from Sara and whispered, "Let me pleasure you." With that he slipped to his knees in front of her. He moved his head forward and gently kissed her stomach, making little goose bumps appear on her soft skin. He kissed over the skimpy material of her panties until his lips touched her covered sex.

Sara's hips pushed forward as she felt Terry's mouth on the now soaked crotch of her panties. Then she gasped when he sucked the material and her swollen lips into his mouth. "Oh God," she moaned.

As the accumulated juice in her panties filled his mouth with sweetness Terry reached up and placed his fingers into the waistband. With one quick motion he pulled the panties to her ankles. His mouth moved quickly back to her dripping vagina.

"Ohhhh!!!" Sara moaned and her knees began to buckle at the thrill of his lips on her swollen flesh consumed her.

Terry felt her reaction and helped her to lie on the blanket. When she was on her back looking up at him, he smiled. Then he bent to kiss her neck before working down to her breasts. However, it didn't spend a lot of time there this time. He kissed across her now heaving chest and down to her stomach.

Without her willing it, Sara's legs opened and her hips lifted from the blanket.

Terry smiled and pressed her back down, continuing his slow journey. However, before he reached her center he pulled back.

Sara's eyes opened wide when she felt him getting between her legs. A rush of panic went through her when she realized that he might be getting into position to penetrate her.

The panic must have shown on her face because before she could protest, Terry lifted her legs upward until her thighs were pressed to her breast. Then he moved his stomach and bent his head and began to kiss down her thigh.

"Oh God," Sara moaned as his lips neared her sex again. She was having difficulty breathing now.

Terry paused and gazed down at the swollen sex of the beautiful woman. He could see her juice shinning on her lips in the bright moonlight. He could smell her fragrance as it mixed with the sweet smells of summer around them. The combination made his head spin as his mouth moved toward her throbbing lips. His head dropped and his mouth opened.

"Ahhhhheeee!" Sara screamed, her voice echoing across the night breeze. Her hands reached out in reflex and grabbed Terry's head. Her fingers entwined in his hair and she pulled his mouth down and lifted her hips. Suddenly it felt like his mouth was devouring her. He was sucking and licking voraciously, his tongue plunging deep before his mouth sucked her lips inside. Sara had never felt anything like it. The naughtiness of what she was doing, the sensual feeling of being naked outside and the skill of her new lover was making the juice pour out of her like never before. She threw her head back and forth and moaned incoherently as she rushed toward another climax.

Terry would have smiled but his mouth was otherwise busy. He couldn't believe what a sensuous woman he had found. He used his tongue to find all the right spots, licking her from her hole to the swollen clit and back again until soon his mouth and chin were dripping with juice. At one point Terry pushed Sara's legs up until she was almost doubled over on her shoulders.

Sara opened her eyes to see him leering down at her exposed crotch. She watched as his head moved downward as if in slow motion, expecting to feel his mouth on her vagina again. "Oh my Goddddd!!!" she screamed when his tongue found her puckered rose instead.

Terry stiffened his tongue and forced it into her back passage.

Sara opened her mouth as if to scream but nothing but a gasp came out. She could feel the muscles inside her anal canal resisting as if trying to force the intruder out. However, her lover would not be denied. He pressed harder until his tongue was deep inside her dark passage. Then she felt him begin to plunge it in and out before sucking the ring into his mouth like a vacuum. She saw a shooting star streak across the night sky and a second later she became that shooting star. She locked her thighs around Terry's head, her high heels digging into his back as she began to convulse in pleasure. Finally, a scream left her mouth as fireworks went off in her head.

Terry hung on, his sucking lips never leaving her hole. It could feel the tiny ring puckering in his mouth pulses of pleasure went through her.

Sara's climax went on for a long time. Each time she thought she was done, Terry would find a new place and she would begin to convulse again. Amazingly, she had never climaxed more than once in a session. Nor had she ever had her ass sucked. It was a night of firsts for her.

When Terry felt Sara's trembling diminish he moved his mouth from her still pulsing rear hole. Lovingly he kissed the tiny hole before moving his mouth to her wet thighs, licking up her juice. He could hear Sara moaning softly above him, almost as if she were in pain. However, he knew better.

Chapter 6

Brian was sitting in the family room reading but his mind wasn't on the book he had on his lap. He was like a father impatiently waiting for his daughter to return from her first date. However, the visions in his mind were nothing like a father thinking of his daughter. He could see his loving wife lying naked in the arms of a strange man with the stranger's penis throbbing and waiting to enter her. His own penis had barely been soft all night and he fought the urge to masturbate.

He looked at the clock and saw that it was after midnight. It occurred to him that they might have already consummated their relationship.

At that very moment, Sara was in the process of unbuckling Terry's pants. She was on her knees and still naked as she slowly slipped his pants to his ankles. Her hands began to tremble as she reached up to pull down his underwear. Just inches in front of her eyes she could see the huge tent the large shaft made in his shorts. With a deep breath she pulled the shorts down, letting the penis spring forward.

"Oh my," she gasped as the large shaft and swollen balls appeared. It was truly the largest penis she had ever seen. When she had given him oral sex the last time, it had been hurried and she was worried about being caught. Now she wanted to take her time-to enjoy teasing him. "Lay down," she whispered.

Terry hurried to take off his shirt and lay down.

Sara knelt between Terry's legs and reached out with trembling hands to grasp his throbbing penis. She wrapped her hands around it and had plenty left over above her fists. She pumped her hands up and down several times and watched his clear juice begin to stream from the large slit. Then she watched in fascination as the juice trickled down the shaft as if in slow motion and crossed her fingers. She used her finger to smear it across the swollen head and when she lifted her finger, spider webs of juice clung to the swollen crown. The bright moon made the clear juice sparkle.

With one hand still around the shaft, Sara lifted Terry's large balls with the other. She was truly amazed by the size and weight of the twin orbs. They filled the palm of her hand with some left over and she could actually feel them moving, squirming in her palm. Then, almost as if she were drawn to them, she bent her head and stuck out her tongue. A smile came to her lips when she heard Terry moan. Her tongue worked a wet path across the wrinkled surface and down below. Then she opened her mouth as wide as possible and forced one testicle inside. It filled her mouth and stretched her cheeks. She began to suck.

"Oh Jesus," Terry moaned as he felt her sucking him. He lifted up and squirmed as her tongue tickled the swollen orb inside her mouth.

Sara released that one and took the other one inside and did the same thing. When she was done, both balls were dripping with her saliva. She continued to caress them with her fingers as she brought her tongue to the shaft. Slowly she licked up and down the hot skin until it too was covered in her saliva. She pumped her hand slowly up and down the now wet shaft and felt him tremble.

Sara sensed that Terry was close to a climax and was careful not to pump his shaft too hard or fast. She was truly enjoying teasing him. It had been quite a while since she had spent this much time on oral sex. Brian always liked it when she sucked him but it was always a preliminary to other things. Tonight, she was going to take her time.

When Sara moved around to Terry's side, he looked up at her. She smiled and lay down on the blanket and placed her head on his stomach. Now his penis was pointing directly at her face. She grasped the shaft again and pumped it slowly as she watched the head fill with blood with each stroke. It looked like it was going to explode and was dripping a steady stream of his juice. After watching in fascination for a few minutes, she stuck out her tongue until it was in the path of the running stream of excitement. When the juice hit her tongue, it changed direction and began to trickle into her mouth.

"Mmmmm," Sara moaned as the sweet juice entered her mouth. She swallowed and stuck out her tongue for more.

Terry's breath was ragged and his chest heaved as his excitement grew almost out of control. His fingers gripped the blanket beneath him tightly.

Finally, Sara had to have his penis in her mouth. She opened her mouth wide and moved her head down.

"Oh my God," Terry moaned and lifted his hips, ready to shoot his load.

Before he could climax, Sara pulled back. She licked the head and then lifted the shaft so that she could tease the sensitive skin under the crown. Then she sucked the head inside again and pumped the shaft with a few quick strokes.

Terry's legs tightened as he fought for control.

Sara almost giggled as she felt Terry struggling below her. She was enjoying driving him mad and was going to make him wait a long time for relief. However, she miscalculated and as she tickled the head with her tongue she heard him moan loudly. Suddenly, the slit in the head of his penis opened and the shaft pulsed. Without warning, a torrent of white cream shot from the opening and hit Sara directly in the face. The force of the blast startled her and she squealed and drew back. Then she quickly opened her mouth. However, before she could get the head inside, another squirt shot out and arched over her head, splattering across her hair and onto Terry's chest. Finally she got her mouth over the pulsing head and the next blast went directly into her mouth. She closed her lips around the head and began to pump the shaft rapidly. Her throat worked quickly and she swallowed repeatedly sucking his sweet cream into her stomach.

When Sara lifted her head, she felt Terry's cum running down her face. She turned to him and saw that he was lying with his arm across his eyes. When she moved toward him, he moved his arm from across his face and smiled at her.

"That was... ammmmmaaaazing," he gasped. "I don't think I have ever climaxed for that long." Then he held his arms open to her.

"Uh... I need something to clean up with."

"Not yet," Terry said and pulled her face toward his. He moaned as her cum wet lips touched his.

Sara could feel her vagina throb as the cum on her lips smeared across his. With a moan she pushed her tongue into his mouth.

Terry sucked her tongue and lips until the juice had disappeared.

Sara pulled away and smiled at him. "I still need something to clean up with," she giggled as his juice trickled across her nose and down her cheek.

Terry handed her his shirt.

Sara did the best she could to clean up but it was impossible to clean the cum out of her hair. Then she fell into his arms and lay against his chest. She could still feel his rapid breathing.

They stayed like that for a long time, enjoying the warm afterglow of satisfying sex. Finally Sara pulled away and said, "I guess we had better get going."

"Okay," Terry said.

They were quiet as they got dressed and started back to pick up Sara's car. When Sara got out she leaned back inside and kissed Terry.

He said, "Thanks. I had a wonderful evening. It was amazing."

"Me too," she whispered and smiled before she hurried to her car.

Brian's head was back on the chair and his eyes were closed. The book he had been reading had fallen to the floor. The turning of the key in the front door brought him from his slumber. He sat up startled and turned toward the door.

The door opened and Sara walked into the house. Before she took another step she leaned back against the door and sighed.

Suddenly, Brian sucked in his breath and his eyes opened wide. Sara was a mess. The pretty dress was wrinkled and it appeared to be soiled. Her beautifully styled hair was in ruin. "Are you all right?" Brian asked excitedly as he jumped up from the chair, fearing that she had been attacked.

Sara continued to lean against the door. A broad smile came to her face and she nodded her head up and down.

"You look a mess. What happened?" Brian said as he rushed over to her.

"It okay sweetie," she said when she saw his worried look. "I'll tell you all about it. Can you get me something to drink?"

Brian helped her over to the sofa and then hurried to the bar. He came back with a glass of Scotch with ice and handed it to her. He sat down next to her quickly.

"Thank you," she said as she took a big drink.

"So what happened?" Brian asked anxiously.

"Hold on sweetie, let me get my breath." Sara took a deep breath as she leaned back on the sofa. She took another drink before she spoke. "Well, we went out for drinks and talked. He is a really nice guy. He's an architect and is originally from Canada."

Brian wanted to say "Get to the good part," but instead he waited.

"Then instead of going to dinner, we cancelled the reservations and went parking like a couple of teenagers."

"Did you... you know...?" Brian couldn't wait anymore.

"No we didn't screw," Sara said before he could finish the question. "He has the most wonderful mouth though. I think he ate me for an hour or more."

Brian felt his penis begin to twitch at her words.

"My pussy is going to be sore for a week."

Brian's eyes grew wide.

"Let me show you," Sara said and pulled herself from the sofa. She slowly pulled her short dress up, gradually revealing her well-eaten vagina.

"Oh my God," Brian gasped. He had never seen her vagina as swollen or as red. The outer lips were still puffy but the inner lips were positively huge. They were protruding from the inner ones and it almost appeared that they were still pulsing. He reached his hand out to touch her and she jumped back.

"I sorry sweetie but it's too sensitive." Sara saw Brian's look of disappointment. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you in another way and then I'll make it up to you tomorrow. Okay?"

"All right," Brian responded, somewhat disappointed.

Sara smiled down at him and said, "Sit back and I'll tell you what happened."

Brian begrudgingly sat back and watched his wife get to her knees.

"Well, we went to an old farm out off Burlington Pike," Sara said as she began to open Brian's pants. "It actually belongs to Terry. We started to make out in the car but then he suggested that we use a blanket."

As Brian watched and listened, Sara pulled his half-erect penis out of his pants. She stopped talking for a second to suck it into her mouth. It didn't take her long before his penis was fully hard.

"Then, he ate me. Brian, I climaxed for so long that I thought it was never going to end. He teased me and sucked me until I was screaming continuously. But, you know what the most amazing thing was..." Sara said and stopped licking Brian's penis. Her eyes sparkled as she looked up at her husband. "The most amazing thing was that he... he actually sucked my asshole! God, I went off like an explosion."

"Oh Jesus," Brian moaned. He had always wanted to do that to Sara but figured that she would think it was too gross.

"He sucked it and tongued it until I almost passed out," Sara said dreamily. "You'll have to do that to me soon."

Brian moaned and trembled at the thought.

Sara began to suck him again as she pumped his shaft with her hand.

Brian's head began to spin with excitement. He could almost see Terry's head buried between the sweet cheeks of his wife's sexy ass. Suddenly, his balls began to churn as he neared his peak.

Sara wasn't ready to let him climax yet. She pulled her mouth from the throbbing head of his penis, but kept her hand around the shaft. Slowly she pumped him as she blew warm air on his already hot penis.

Brian moaned in frustration and lifted his hips from the sofa.

"Not yet sweetie. I want to tell you how I sucked him off. You want to hear what your sweet little slut did, don't you?"

Brian couldn't answer. His mouth was open as he gasped for breath. However, he desperately wanted to hear so he settled back down and watched as his wife gently flicked her tongue across the slit in the head.

"Terry was ready to cum, just like you. I teased him for a long time, licking the drooling head," Sara said, licking Brian like she had done to Terry. "Unfortunately, I didn't realize how close he was to climaxing." Sara giggled. "You should have seen it. The head grew to twice the normal size, I swear. Then before I could open my mouth it shot off directly into my face. Then the second shot went over my head and into my hair."

Brian's eyes opened wide as he looked at the top of his wife's head and saw that her hair was matted. He hadn't noticed that before. His fingers were a fraction of an inch from where Terry's cum had landed. An incredible wave of electricity rushed through him. "Oh God," he moaned and his hips lifted from the sofa again.

Sara pulled back and looked up into her husband's lust contorted face. "He came right into your little slut's face. Then I drank everything he had. Do you want to cum in my face too?" A naughty smile crossed her face.

"Ohhhh God yes!" Brian moaned.

Suddenly, Sara was excited again. She pulled her husband's pulsing penis down until it was pointed at her face. Her lips pursed together as she began to move her hand purposefully up and down his shaft. Her face was a mask of concentration as she watched the little slit open and close, almost like a fish's mouth. There was a steady stream of clear juice running out.

Brian's heart was pounding in his chest like never before. His head was spinning and his mouth was suddenly very dry. He gasped for breath as his balls prepared to send his cum hurling at his wife's waiting face. "Ohhhhhhh Jesusssssss!!!" he screamed as his penis lurched.

Sara squealed as the little slit expanded and his shaft throbbed in her hand and shot his thick cum directly at her face. Luckily she closed her eyes before it hit. The white cream splattered on her eyelids and across her cheek. The second shot hit her forehead and flew into her hair. It was even harder than the first. Another blast of cum hit her and then another, covering her face in his white cream. Almost immediately it began to run in tiny rivers down her cheeks. Finally the pulsing slowed until there was only a trickle cum running from the head.

Brian lay sprawled on the sofa with his head back and his mouth open, gasping for breath. He was too exhausted to move.

Sara stared up at her husband in amazement. She had never seen him cum so much. His juice was dripping from her cheeks and chin and onto her chest in long gobs. There was even a large gob running off her nose. "I think I need a shower now," she whispered. She stood up on unsteady legs and smiled down at her husband.

Brian smiled back weakly. He was just a little embarrassed by what he had done. However, Sara had encouraged it. "I love you," he said.

"I love you too." Sara held her hand out to her husband and they walked upstairs.

To be continued.......