Woody
written by:
mistery

The odd chain of events began nearly a year ago on a rainy Saturday afternoon. I was watching a ball game and my wife Vicky was obviously bored. She was doing laundry and in between loads, she was surfing the net. I didn't think anything of it until I noticed that the dryer had buzzed several times and she hadn't moved from the computer for an hour and a half.

Curious, I went over to see what had distracted her from the laundry. She was reading stories on a web sight that features erotic tales of adventure for adults. Who knows, it could have been the web sight you're logged onto right now! What really got my attention was the fact that she was intently reading a story about some guy that got off on hearing about how his wife fucked some other guy.

"What are you doing?" I asked. "That's some weird stuff you're reading!"

"I found a web sight that has lots of sexy stories on it," she replied. "I'm sure they're not real, but some of them are entertaining and well written."

I found it hard to believe she was actually critiquing how well written they were, as I followed along and read with her. Vicky kept hitting the page down button and now I was becoming intrigued by what was happening in the sordid tale. I became so intrigued that I pulled a chair up next her and completely forgot about the ball game. I even felt the stirrings of an erection as we read about the adultering heroine of the story succumbing to the wiles of her suitor.

We clicked through several more stories and I noticed Vicky's continued arousal as she read. I was rubbing her thighs and grabbing her tits as we continued and she kept grabbing my crotch.

"You've got a Woody-Woody!" she exclaimed. Woody-Woody is Vicky's pet name for my erections.

I guess I should tell you my name is Woody. Actually, it's Woodrow. Don't start guys! I've taken enough crap from guys at work about my name, ever since ‘woody' became a popular slang term for a hard-on. My middle name is Wilson, so don't start with the ‘willy' shit either!

"I think you like reading about all these married women screwing other guys!" she proclaimed.

"Well, it's obvious you do!" I retorted.

I wormed my hand into her shorts and got inside her panties. I was pleasantly surprised at how wet her slit was. Vicky was breathing heavily and my cock was about to burst through my zipper. A few seconds later we were both naked and she was impaling herself on my rigid pole. We came quickly.

Vicky stayed on my lap for several minutes while my spent cock soaked in her warmth.

"Would you like to have me after someone else?" she asked. She had a half joking, half sincere air about her.

"I don't think so. I like having to myself," I answered.

Neither one of us had ever considered doing anything like the stories suggested, at least, not until that afternoon. Vicky noticed what a woody I had from reading about housewives becoming wanton sluts and I noticed how hot Vicky was from imagining she was one of them.

Over the next month or so Vicky and I were avid readers of tales of adultery and slut wives and so on. Vicky even ventured into tales of bondage and male domination, but it was the ‘slut wife', ‘swinger', and ‘adultery' stories that seemed to get the most attention. Our sex was always hotter after we primed ourselves with a few sordid tales. After one particular sexual interlude, things began to change. We were lying next to each other one night, basking in the afterglow of intense mutual orgasms.

"What would you think about me, if I was one those slutty wives in those stories? Would you like me to be one those women?" she queried. She had made this inquiry before, but seemed very sincere this time.

I wasn't sure how to respond. When I had read the stories, I kept imagining Vicky to be the main character. The mental images of someone sampling her luscious 36-D's indeed brought my cock to attention. The vision of her sucking another guy's woody and spreading her sexy legs to accept his raging lust would nearly make me cum. I couldn't tell her that.

"Well..............I don't know," was my response, trying to evade the fact that I really was beginning to wonder what it would be like to screw my own old lady after some unknown cocksman had split her furrowed tuft and spewed his silky seed in her slippery canal.

"Yes you do! Don't tell me you haven't thought about it!" she quickly fired back at me.

"OK! You got me. But fantasy is one thing, reality is quite another," I told her. "I love you very much and your sexy ass is mine, period!"

"I love you too, but why do you always get a Woody-Woody when we talk about it?" she wanted to know.

I defensively answered her question with questions of my own. "Why do your nipples get hard? Why do you get so wet?"

"What if came home one day and told you I had just gotten fucked by some guy I met in a bar? Would you be mad or horny?" she asked.

"I'll have to think about that one," I replied evasively.

Vicky and I were dancing around the issue with our back and forth questioning. I was looking for a way out of the subject, but she kept pressing.

"I wasn't working late this evening like I told you," she said matter-of-factly.

Well, that comment certainly got my attention. I got a flushed feeling and my cock stirred at the thought of what she might have done. "Where were you? What were you really doing?" I inquired.

"I slipped over Jake's Pub after work and some guy named Larry started hitting on me. He seemed nice and he was tall and handsome. We had a few drinks and before we knew it, we were making out in his car in the parking lot. I stopped him the first time he tried to feel me up, but I was getting hot and couldn't resist the next time. As we kissed and he kept shoving his hot tongue down my throat, I got even hotter." Vicky paused and had a glazed look on her face.

"Well......then what?" I asked excitedly.

"Are you sure you want to hear this?" she asked.

"Yes."

There was a mischievous smile on her face as she continued. "His hands were all over me and he started unbuttoning my blouse. I knew I should stop him, but when he opened my blouse and shoved my bra up, he found my hard nipples. The way he pinched them and nibbled on them really got me going. I finally found the willpower to try and push him away, but it was too late. His hand was up my skirt and he found the wet crotch of my panties. I could feel his solid bulge pressing against my thigh."

By now Vicky was on her back and had her hand wrapped around my woody-woody. I was painfully hard.

"I think you like my tale," she said. She squeezed my shaft playfully. "I see you're not mad!"

"Is it that obvious?" I joked. I was fingering Vicky's cum soaked pussy and vigorously rubbing her clit as she went on.

Vicky's voice was husky from her labored breath. "I guess I got a little scared when he pushed aside the front panel of my panties and his finger slid along my wet pussy. I started to put my knees together. That's when he touched my clit. I was powerless and so horny. All I could do was spread my legs and let him rub me. I guess he could tell I was about to cum and he stopped just before I did. He knew I was his for the taking."

It was getting harder for Vicky to talk as I got between her legs and my tongue began lashing at her rigid little nub.

"He started tugging at my panties and I was too excited to say ‘no'. I lifted my hips for him and away they went. He then unfastened his pants and exposed a beautifully shaped seven inch cock. He wanted me so badly and he was so strong I couldn't stop him if I wanted to. The next thing I knew, my skirt was around my waist and he was on top of me. He spread my legs and one of my feet was on the dashboard. It was all happening so fast! I felt him entering me and I was gladly accepting him. I came as soon as he was fully in me and I felt his balls against my ass. He started fucking me like a stallion and I came again when I felt him swell inside me and shoot his hot cum deep inside."

That was it! We couldn't take anymore! I quickly got on top of Vicky and shoved my own seven inch manhood into her quivering cunt. A few moments of abandoned thrusting and we were both cumming incredibly hard.

We lay together panting when it was over. Vicky was first to speak. "Wow! That was sensational! Did you like my story?"

I pinched one of her still erect nipples and replied. "I think you know the answer to that."

We both knew she really was at work late this evening and it hadn't actually happened, but the fantasy had really turned both of us on. Vicky had won her case. I finally had to admit to her that I liked the idea of her fucking some other guy and I pretended it was his cum in her when I fucked her this time. She told me she had closed her eyes and pretended some stranger was fucking her and she was savoring every detail so she could tell me about it later.

Our conversation took on a more serious tone.

"Do you really want to fuck some other guys?" I asked.

"Well......I think I would, as long as it didn't hurt our relationship. You know I love only you and you know I was only with a couple other guys before we got married. We were young then and they weren't very good. Not like you. Now I'm almost thirty and I guess I just want to know what it feels like to go around the block a few times. I could tell by your reaction a little bit ago that you're not totally against it. Besides, it makes me feel sexy to think of myself as a slut once in a while."

"I like you being a slut once in a while, but you've always been my slut," I said. "I like it when you dress up in sexy lingerie and pretend to be my whore. We're not talking pretend anymore. We're talking about someone picking you up and actually sticking their dick in you."

"Yeah! Exciting isn't it?" she exclaimed. Then she took a more subdued tone. "But, if you don't want me to, it's OK."

I was silent for a moment. I was having trouble believing what I was hearing. Then it occurred to me. Maybe she had actually already done something and was looking for my approval. As far as I knew, Vicky had been 100% faithful and I know I had been. I looked straight at her and asked, "Have you really done something already?"

"No silly!" she answered quickly. "Yours is the only dick that's been in me since the first time. But, something did happen at Jake's Pub a couple weeks ago. I wanted to tell you, but I was afraid you'd get angry."

"What happened?" I asked. My curiosity was clearly aroused.

"Well.......do you remember the night Judy and I went out for a couple of drinks after work about two weeks ago?" she queried.

"Yes." I answered.

I remembered it well. It was a Friday night. I was asleep in the recliner and Vicky had awakened me when she came in. It was after midnight and I wondered why she and Judy had been out so late. She had told me that she and Judy just got to talking and had a couple more drinks than usual. Somehow they forgot about the time and simply stayed later than usual. I never questioned it.

"When Judy and I were sitting at the table, two guys from the bar sent us a drink. I suppose we should have refused, but it flattered us so much that we let them sit with us. After a while, the guy named Larry was hitting on me. The other guy, I don't remember his name, was hitting on Judy. Before I go on. will you promise me something?" She stopped and looked at me seriously.

"Promise you what?" I asked.

Promise you will never say anything to Mike or Judy about what I'm going to tell you," she said.

I was very curious as to what Mike and Judy had to do with this and replied, "You have my word."

"OK. Judy went to the guy's car and they fucked! You see, my story a while ago was true, it just wasn't about me," she stated bluntly.

I was surprised to hear about Judy, but couldn't blame the guy. She is nearly as sexy as my Vicky. Now I was curious on two fronts. I asked Vicky how she knows Judy screwed the guy and, if Judy left at ten o'clock, why didn't she get home until after midnight.

"I'm coming to that. Be patient." Vicky continued. "We compared notes on the phone Saturday afternoon. She told me how the guy did her right in the front seat and I told her what happened to me. Before I tell you what happened to me, I have to tell you something about Judy and Mike. Mike has been letting her screw around for the last year or so. She says they have incredibly hot sex after she comes home and tells him how she's full of some other guy's cum. Are you surprised?"

"I'm stunned," I replied. "I know Judy is a big flirt, but I didn't know she was screwing around. So......what happened to you?"

"Well....this is hard..... but here goes." Vicky was obviously nervous about telling me. "The guy I was with, Larry, starting putting his hand on my knee. I knew he was going to make a pass. I knew I should have politely pushed his hand away, but I didn't. I was thinking about all those stories we read and I was curious. I told myself I would stop before things got out of control. Please don't be mad Woody!"

"It's OK. I'm not mad. I just want to know what happened," I said. I was stroking her side and bare thigh, trying to reassure her.

"He moved his chair closer. We kept talking and soon he put his arm around me. As we talked, his hand kept getting closer to my boobs. He finally got the nerve to slide his hand inside the top cut in my blouse and, well, he was touching the top of my tits. Then he leaned over and kissed my ear lobe. I was in shock I guess. My first instinct was to slug him, but I couldn't. I let him nibble on my ear and his hand was moving lower in my blouse." She stopped suddenly. "Are you sure you aren't getting mad?"

"Believe me Vicky, I'm not mad." By now my curiosity was torturous.

"I just didn't seem to have the will to make him stop. His hand got inside my bra and he got a feel. I felt embarrassed when he touched my nipple and it was hard as a rock. I suppose that didn't exactly send him a signal to stop," she confessed.

"I'm sure it didn't. I've always thought hard nipples were a good sign." I interjected. "Go on."

"I put my hand on his thigh and I could feel his pants bulging against my arm. That's when I knew I had to stop it. He was breathing heavily while he nibbled at my ear. I pulled away and told him we'd better stop. I told him I'm married and can't be doing this. He looked so sad and frustrated, but he removed his hand and we talked a while longer. Before long though, his hand was back on my knee and I gave in and let him kiss me. Then he whispered that we should go out for some air."

"Well. Did you go with him?" I asked excitedly.

"I told him I had to leave and he could walk me to my car. When we got outside he put his arm around me as we walked. When we got to my car, he turned me around and pinned me against the side and kissed me again. I'm sorry. I couldn't help it. I kissed him back and he put his hand up my skirt and grabbed my ass. I was terribly horny when we broke apart and I let him get in the car with me. We started making out passionately and I suppose I let his hands roam a bit too freely. I was soooooooo hot!" she exclaimed and paused. She seemed to be looking for my reaction.

"Don't stop now!" I blurted out. Woody-Woody was rapidly coming back to life.

"One hand was up my skirt, on my thigh, and the other was under my blouse, playing with my tits. When his hand got to my panties I guess I came back to earth. I could feel his finger slipping inside. When he touched my wet pussy I jerked back and told him to STOP! I told him again I'm married and simply can't go on. I also felt I couldn't just leave him like that, so I took his cock out and gave him a hand job. You know that stain in the front seat you asked about? Well, it probably has something to do with Larry," she said sheepishly. "Are you upset that he touched my pussy?" she asked in conclusion.

"No." I wasn't ready to tell her about the indescribable feelings I was experiencing as I had listened to her.

I was astonished by what I had just heard, but I was so horny I couldn't help myself. I pulled Vicky over on top of me and sat her on Woody-Woody. "Is this how you wanted it to end? Did you want his stiff, hard cock sliding into your dripping cunt?" I asked heatedly.

"Yes! Yes! I wanted to climb on his lap and feel his hot dick blasting my insides!" she was yelling. A few moments later we were once again writhing on climactic bliss.

The next day Vicky and I spoke a lot about the night she almost got fucked. There was something highly erotic about what she had told me and I couldn't get it out of my head. To my surprise, I was actually a little disappointed that Larry hadn't fucked her.

It turned out that Larry did outside sales for a pharmaceutical company and came through town about once a month. Vicky confessed to me she had given him her work number and he had called a few times. She told me he would be back in about 10 days.

"Do you want me to meet him?" she asked.

"I guess that's up to you. Do you want to see him again?" I had answered a question with a question again.

"I keep telling him ‘maybe' when he calls. He wants to see me again. I'm afraid if I meet him, I'll let him do more to my pussy than touch it this time." At least she didn't answer with another question.

I finally blurted out exactly how I felt. "If you want to see Larry again, it's fine with me. Hell. We both know we want to experiment with this. Go ahead and tell him you'll meet him the next time he calls. You can go out and if he tries to get in your pants, it's your call. I'm OK if you fuck him. I'm OK if you don't. But, you have to promise to tell me what happens either way."

"OK! It's a deal!" she said.

When Vicky got home from work the following Tuesday she said we needed to talk.

"Larry called me again today. He'll be in town this Friday and wondered if he could meet me after work," she told me. "I told him I would meet him at Jake's Pub. Is that alright with you?

It was time to put up or shut up. "It's OK with me," I replied.

"I told him I'd meet him about 7:00PM. That will give me enough time to come home and change into something ‘special'. It will also give us one last chance to call it off." she said.

The next three days went agonizingly slow. I couldn't concentrate on work or anything else. Neither could Vicky. We must have reassured each other fifty times that it was alright.

I got home about 5:30PM that Friday and Vicky was just getting out of the shower. I went in the bathroom and gazed at her gorgeous 5'6" body. Her creamy tits and pert pink nipples would attract any man. The soft curve of her waist and hips flowed to her sexy legs. I watched as she blow dried her shoulder length, light brown hair and could see her brown eyes in the mirror. She was smiling back as I watched.

"Are you sure you want to go through with this? You understand some other guy's dick is likely to get inside me and fill me with a bunch of hot goo don't you?" she asked.

"I'm sure, if you're sure," I said. I could see she had trimmed her soft, curly pubic hair and saw her nipples were erect just from thinking about her upcoming interlude.

A warm tingle was coursing through my body and my cock was stirring noticeably. I was trying to imagine how Larry would react when he saw what I was looking at now.

Vicky picked out a lacy pair of black bikinis and matching bra. She decided to forgo the pantyhose. She spent enough time at a tanning booth that she didn't need them anyway. Her legs looked great. She finished her ensemble with a tight, low-cut dress that hung only to mid-thigh and some low heels. It was 6:30PM and she was ready. It was time to go.

"This is it," she said frankly. "You can speak now or forever hold your peace," she said with a wink. "I love you Woody."

"I love you Vicky. Go for it!" was my final statement.

"Oh! By the way, just so you know, he has a room at the motel down the street from the pub." She kissed me and left.

I tried to keep my mind occupied by logging on to our favorite web site and reading. It was impossible. I kept looking at the clock.

7:00PM. I guess she's there.

8:00PM. I guess they've had a drink or are having dinner by now.

9:00PM. I guess he's kissed her by now.

10:00PM. I guess he's putting the moves on her. Maybe they're in his motel room by now.

11:00PM. I guess they're naked by now. Is his dick in her yet?

Midnight. Surely he's fucked her by now.

1:00AM. He must have fucked her twice by now. Did she suck him?

2:00AM. Damn! Is he still fucking her?

3:00AM. She must be spending the whole night with him so she can give him a morning quickie.

4:15AM Her car finally pulls back in the driveway.

By now I had long since gone to bed, trying uselessly to sleep. I could tell she was trying to be quiet when she came into the bedroom. I caught a whiff of the musky scent of sex as soon as she walked in and my cock started enlarging. An impatient Woody-Woody was ready for a true story.

I rose up in bed and told Vicky, "It's OK. I'm awake."

"Oh! Well in that case..........Honey, I'm home!" she said impishly. She then lit the two candles on the dresser.

In the pale glow I could see the hair she had combed out so meticulously that evening was tussled. Her dress lacked its earlier crispness. I could see the outline of her nipples in the bosom of her dress. It was obvious her bra was missing.

"Well. Are you still a virgin?" I joked.

Vicky looked a little apprehensive as she gazed back at me. "I guess not," she stammered. "Are you sure you're going to be OK with this?"

"Believe me, I'm fine," I answered. "Besides, it looks like it's too late to be upset. We've both wanted this. So come over here and tell me how it went."

She seemed reassured and came over beside the bed. "Please unzip me," she said.

I reached up and unzipped the crumpled garment. She turned to face me and slid the dress off her shoulders, letting it fall to the floor. She didn't look any worse for wear. Her large, firm breasts stood as proud as always. Her small waist still led to the curvaceous flare of her hips. I only noticed one major difference. Her black, lacy D-cup bra wasn't the only missing item. Her panties were missing as well.

I could feel Woody-Woody throbbing and pulsing with anticipation. I impulsively reached between Vicky's legs. The inside of her thighs were sticky. I nearly went off on the spot when I felt her still swollen labia and fresh cum oozing from beneath her furrow. She had not only been fucked, she had been fucked in the last few minutes!

"What happened to your underwear?" I asked. The heated excitement was rising in my voice.

"I'll get to that part later," she replied. "But first, let's see how Woody-Woody likes fresh fucked pussy! I haven't had a dick in almost fifteen minutes! I need some now!"

Vicky could see my arousal pointing straight up. I was sitting near the edge and she pushed me back on the bed. She immediately climbed on me and I slid easily into her open, sloppy canal. I was surprised when she came instantly. Then she got that familiar, mischievous grin on her face as she looked down at me.

"Do you like fucking your new slut?" she asked grinning.

I could only answer with a weak, "Uh-Huh." I was squeezing her nipples tightly and the combination of her words and the sensation of her strangely open and wet cunt set me off. I made one final sharp, upward thrust and shot her with several jets of liquid pearl, to mix in her pool of juice.

Vicky leaned forward on me as we finished and said, "Well. I can see you're really not upset with me. I feel better now." She then rolled off and went in the bathroom. "I'm soooooo full of cum!" she announced.

We lay together facing each other when she returned. I kissed her and asked again, "Well. How did it go?"

She started timidly at first. "Larry was already at Jake's when I got there. I was nervous and hoped I would beat him there. I wanted a drink. He hugged me and I kept looking around to make sure no one we know was there. We were sitting in the back corner booth and he kept his arm around me the whole time. I was still a little nervous; afraid someone would see me. I got more comfortable after a couple of drinks. We kissed a time or two and once in a while he would cop a feel. I guess he was happy I wasn't trying to stop him this time. Do you like hearing about him groping me?"

"Yes. I want know all the gory details," I responded.

Vicky began again. "We were both getting braver. He would put his hand up my dress once in a while and rub my thighs and I finally got up the nerve to touch his crotch. I felt so slutty and I was tingling all over. I could feel myself getting wet. We ordered one last drink and he suggested we might be more comfortable in his motel room. I hesitated for moment. I wasn't sure I could really go through with it. Then I remembered how hard his cock was the last time I saw him and imagined him putting it in me. I nodded and told him we should go. We got up to leave. That's when it happened!"

"When what happened?" I asked curiously.

"Larry had his arm around me and when I looked up, there was Mike and Judy!" she exclaimed. "Shit! I didn't know what to do! We were busted!"

Now I was concerned. Our friends had seen Vicky and Larry in a very compromising position. "What happened then?" I had to know.

"Well........They said ‘hi' to me Mike introduced himself and Judy to Larry as if nothing was wrong. Judy looked at me and winked, but Mike had a weird expression. I wasn't sure what he was thinking. I'm sorry I got caught," she said apologetically. "Now Mike will assume I'm a slut."

I thought a moment and told her, "If Mike and Judy are doing the same thing like you said, then it probably won't matter to him."

"Oh yes it will!" Vicky said resolutely. "Just wait until you hear the whole story!"

She went on. "Larry and I left Jake's and decided to leave my car and walk to the motel. It's only a couple of blocks. I was a little shaken from running into Mike and Judy, but Larry kept his arm around as we walked and I settled down. I'd gone too for to back down now and I figured it was too late to do anything about Mike and Judy. Besides, I know Judy does the same thing and Mike knows about it."

"Don't worry about Mike and Judy," I interrupted. "I want to know what happened when you got to his room."

"OK. We went in his room, 207, if you want to know. I was getting that tingly feeling back and Larry was all over me fast. He hugged me and we kissed. His tongue went straight in my mouth. His hands were cupping and squeezing my butt cheeks and I could feel his pecker getting hard against me. The next thing I knew, he was unzipping my dress and his hand went down my back and slid inside my panties. We kept kissing and he pulled my dress off my shoulders. He started unhooking my bra. It was happening so fast. I guess I expected things to go a little slower. My dress fell around my ankles when he pulled my bra off and tossed it across the room. We had only been in the room a couple minutes and I was almost naked already." Her words were starting to fade as if she was remembering a special moment.

"Oh! I'm sorry! I was just thinking how that was the first time anyone but you ever got to see my bare tits and how it felt the first time he held them. His hands felt different than yours and my nipples got so hard. He put his mouth to them and began nibbling and his hands were pushing my panties down. He starting kissing me down my tummy and as he got lower he kept pushing my panties. They fell around my ankles too. I couldn't move and his mouth got my pussy. I was shuddering when he grabbed my ass and pulled my pussy against his face."

Woody-Woody was returning from his brief hibernation. I was getting hot listening to Vicky describe all the details. She started lightly stroking me as she spoke.

"Everything was a blur. I was getting so wet. My nipples were so hard they hurt. I stepped out of my shoes and clothes and he turned me around and sat me on the bed and pushed me back. He was staring at me intently while he quickly shed his clothes. I remember his cock pointing straight out as he stood beside the bed. I reached up and touched him. His cock was incredibly warm and so firm. He had a gorgeous set of balls and I knew they were heavy with cum that he wanted to shoot in me." Vicky's voice was getting husky. She was getting turned on again just from telling me about her evening.

Vicky was still soaked. I started rubbing her clit and fingering her lightly as she continued.

"I sat up and started kissing his beautiful cock and caressing his balls. He was breathing so hard and looking at me the way you do when you're ready to fuck me. He pushed me back on the bed again and pushed on my knees. I spread wide when he buried his face in my pussy. His tongue was lapping at my clit and he was fingering me. I started to cum and he kept his fingering me. Then he got on top of me and began biting my nipples. I could feel his cock against my pussy. He raised up and I felt the head slip between my outer lips." She chuckled lightly.

"What's so funny?" I asked.

"I know it sounds silly, but when I felt him starting to push into me I thought to myself, ‘this it girl! In another second you'll be a real slut!' I felt my insides spreading as he pushed all the way in and I starting cumming again. It was wild! I wrapped my legs around him and he started fucking me. Slow and hard at first, then he started fucking like a brute. He just kept slamming into me and we both started to cum. He groaned real loud when his cock let loose. Geez! That man could cum! I was almost screaming from cumming myself and his cock just kept squirting and squirting. It felt so deliciously wicked to have another man's hot jism squirting inside me and I was cumming soooooo hard."

Just then Vicky seized up. My toying with her clit while she talked set her off again.

"Thank God for multiple orgasms!" she joked after settling down once more. "We were all sweaty when he got off of me. We talked for a while about how good it was and I was thinking to myself, ‘I wonder if I'm supposed to feel guilty now. I don't'. I started playing with his cock again and he was kissing and sucking and biting my nipples while he fingered me some more. He even slid a finger in my ass a few times. I got him good and hard again and climbed on him. He kept his hands on my tits the whole time I fucked him. He must lasted fifteen minutes that time and I came a couple of times before he did. When he finally came again, it was like before. He just kept pumping his hot stuff in me."

"Sounds like he's a damn good cocksman!" I added.

"Yes he is! Almost as good as you!" Vicky covered that base nicely.

"Thanks!" I said.

"Well, I guess we dozed for a little bit after the second time. When we woke up it was almost 2:00AM and I told him I should be going. His cock was hard again and he said he wanted one last ‘quickie' before I left. Well, I wasn't about to say no. He didn't play with me much this time. He just rolled on me and stuck it in. He started fucking me real fast. Then he just kept on fucking me and fucking me. It felt so good the way he kept going in out and I was getting excited again. A few minutes later I had a powerful orgasm and he was still going. I had yet another orgasm. Then when I thought he was just about to cum he stopped and pulled out. He flipped me over on my knees and started fucking me doggie style. In about a minute I was cumming and he starting groaning. I felt his cock spurting in me again. Wow! I just don't know how he can cum so much!"

"So, did you leave after your ‘quickie'?" I asked.

"Yes. It was soon after that. We got and dressed so he could walk me back to the car. That was around 3:00AM. I couldn't find my bra right away. He said he'd give it to me next time he saw me and I said OK. You don't mind do you? I mean I guess I didn't know how this would really work out, but I told him he could call me next time he's in town. Is it OK?"

"Hey! It's fine with me," I answered. By now Woody-Woody was aching for more action as she finished recapping her evening with Larry. I moved to mount Vicky, but she stopped me.

"Wait!" she exclaimed. "There's more!"

I was really revved up from all the details she had shared. I wanted to fuck her again! Now! But come to think of it, she still hadn't accounted for her panties. And, if they left the motel around 3:00AM, why didn't she get home until after 4:00AM? It's only a few minutes from Jake's Pub to our house. I was still overly horny, but intrigued.

"OK! Tell me the rest!" I said.

"Well.......so far........I've told you about the three times Larry fucked me at the motel. And so far, you've fucked me once tonight. Right?" she asked suggestively.

"That's sounds correct." I was all ears.

"We agreed it was OK for me to do this, as long as I told you about it. Right?" she asked.

"Still correct. What's going on?" I inquired.

Vicky held her hand up, with her thumb and all four digits extended. A coy look came over her, accompanied by a wry grin. "Well.....I've been fucked five times so far tonight!"

I naturally thought that Larry must have nailed her one more time before she left. How wrong I was!

"Larry walked me back to the car and we said our goodnights. Just as I was about to leave, I heard someone shout my name. I thought it was Larry, but it was Mike! He came out of Jake's just as they were closing. He came over to the car and asked if I had seen Judy. I told him no and wondered why he was asking me that. He said he saw me and Larry coming from the motel and that's where Judy was. I tried to play dumb, but it didn't work very well. He said he knew what I was doing at the motel and Judy was doing the same thing. He then asked if he could get in and talk. I told him I guessed it would be OK."

"Damn! This just keeps getting more interesting!" I interjected.

"He got into the car and asked me if you knew where I was. I told him ‘yes'. He thought it was pretty cool that you let me go out and screw around. He thought he and Judy were the only ones. Then he asked me how long we'd been doing this. I told him tonight was the first time. He said he remembered the first time Judy did it and how he watched her get picked up by some guy and then went home to wait. He couldn't wait for her to get home so he could hear what happened and stick his cock in her fresh fucked pussy. Then I asked him if he was allowed to screw around too. He said he was, but didn't do it as much as Judy. He said Judy has fucked 11 guys since they started, counting the one she was with tonight!"

"Wow! That girl sure gets around!" I added.

"I'll say!" Vicky exclaimed and then continued. "Anyway, he was telling me about how she fucked some guy in the restroom at a restaurant and some trucker screwed her in his rig and some other guy did her right in their own hot tub! It was unbelievable! I was getting hot again, listening to him tell me the stuff Judy's done, and I guess he could tell. He leaned over to kiss me and......well.......I let him. While we were kissing, I felt his hand on my thigh, and then further up my dress! I know it was Mike and he's a friend, but I just couldn't make myself stop him. He seemed to get so excited when he touched my panties and they were wet from some of Larry's cum still leaking out of me. I could feel his cock getting hard against my leg. He got a finger inside my panties and was rubbing my pussy all over and then his finger slid inside me."

Vicky took a pause in her story telling when my finger slid into her. She was temporarily lost in a moment. She seemed to be imagining it was Mike again. I kept fingering her and told her to go on.

"Well, once he had a finger in me I was done. I spread my legs for him. While he was fingering me, he pulled me forward and unzipped my dress and pulled it off my shoulders. The next thing I knew he was sucking my nipples and had another finger in me and his thumb was rubbing my clit. I was going crazy! It felt so good! I didn't think about it being Mike anymore. I just wanted some more cock. I started opening his pants and grabbing for his dick. He was so hard and so ready. He started pulling his pants down and pushing me back in the seat. I wanted it bad! I just let him do what he wanted to me. He shoved my dress up and pulled my panties off. It was wild!"

Just then, I felt Vicky's legs draw tight and she started squealing and came from the fingering I was giving her. Woody-Woody was bursting at the seams as I thought about Mike's fingers in Vicky's wet canal and imagined him anxiously pulling her panties down her legs. I needed to fuck her again. I started to mount her, but once again she wanted me to wait.

"Just let me finish and you can fuck your slut all you want!" she said breathlessly. "Things were happening so fast! Mike was getting on top of me while I was lying back in the seat. I started to cum as soon as he shoved into me and I felt his balls against my ass. He started humping me hard and fast. I don't know how many times I came. He felt different from Larry and I was thinking about how good it felt to have two different dicks in me so soon apart. I guess that's why I came so quickly when you fucked me a while ago. I was getting my third cock of the night! Anyway, Mike started fucking me extra fast and I knew he was ready to cum. I came hard and yelled so loud they hear me across the parking lot, if anyone was there. Mike really let loose inside me! His cum was warmer than Larry's."

"Well.....you've had one hell of a night!" I told her. I couldn't wait anymore and neither could Vicky.

"Bring Woody-Woody over here and fuck your slut!" she said excitedly.

I was hurriedly between her legs as she drew up her knees and my cock slid easily into the slippery ooze. She felt exceptionally open and wanting. Her inner muscles and silky wetness engulfed my flaming torch. I began nibbling on her tits and was thrusting wildly. Her head was tossing and she was swiftly squealing in orgasmic bliss.

"YES! Fuck your slut! Fuck me like Larry and Mike did! Fuck your whore!" she was shouting.

I peaked. Woody-Woody swelled like never before and blasted Vicky with waves of fresh, creamy lather. Her muscles clinched me in a death grip as she came with me.

After our panting settled down, I asked her what happened to her panties.

She chuckled. "Are you ready for this?" she asked giggling.

"Yes. What's so funny?"

"As soon as Mike and I were done, he told me he had to get going because Judy would be home soon and he figured you were anxiously waiting for me. I got my dress zipped up and reached for my panties on the floor. He grabbed them real fast and put them in his pocket. He said he would trade them back to you someday when you have a pair of Judy's."