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Ramesh_Rocky · 13-03-2026, 03:20 PM

Peg was quiet for a few minutes. At length, she said, "Do you know that you are the only one of her lovers that Aunt Barb has ever shared with me?"

I replied, "I have wondered about that. I feel honored. I'm very glad that it happened." I hesitated and then said, "Do you know that she told me that under the right circumstances, she would do a threesome with you and me. I had asked because you had suggested it while we were on the phone the other day.
Peg giggled and snuggled closer to me. She asked, "Do you think she might share Linda with me?"
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That grabbed my attention. I said, "Barb told me that you were as straight as an arrow and had no interest in women at all."
She replied, "I have always thought that. The central importance of any sexual thought that I have ever had is cock. It needs to be big enough and hard enough to make me want to worship it. I have to feel its strength while it throbs inside of me. It needs to be part of a powerful virile man who will strive to satisfy my needs and at the same time, blatantly use my body for his own pleasure. " She giggled and continued, "He must make me understand that he is worthy to father my children."
There was a quiet time. She rolled in my arms and kissed me. She whispered, "A man like you, Luke."
I held her and kissed her. She snuggled closer to me. Heat was building between us. I thought she was ready and priming me to fuck her again. The monster was with me. We could have done that.
She surprised me again. She threw the covers off us and rose to sit cross-legged in the bed beside me. She said, "I need to tell you what I have been thinking about Barb and Linda."
I said, "Go ahead. I want to hear." I held my hard cock in my hand. I knew that I was operating near the limits of my ability and at the same time, I was disappointed. I wanted to fuck her and she was completely off on another tangent.
She said, "I don't know how much Aunt Barb has told you about our relationship but you do need to know something of it if you are to understand my feelings." She paused and then continued, "Aunt Barb is nine years older than me. She is my mother's youngest sibling. When I was born, Aunt Barb took it upon herself to help mother me. I was the first baby in our family to come along after she became old enough to be an assistant mother and a competent short time babysitter. We bonded tightly together." She paused.
I said, "Go on. I am listening and I want to understand.
She raised my hand that she was holding and kissed it before she continued her story. She said, "Okay. I'm going to skip ahead a few years. She said, "In the spring of my twelfth year my body began to change. I didn't understand what was happening. I was frightened and looking for help and answers." She hesitated.
I decided not to disturb her. I squeezed her hand.
She continued, "I went to my mother and some other family members. My friends didn't know any more than I did. I even talked to my Sunday college teacher and one of my trusted teachers at college. They were all head over heels supportive of me and it seemed that they were trying to help. Even then, I recognized their bullshit when I heard it.
When I approached Aunt Barb with my problem, I got the truth in answer to my every question as best as she knew it. I recognized the truth when I heard it too. Thereafter, I took all my questions to Aunt Barb. She was the one that helped this little girl when she first began to become a woman. Our bond became even stronger." She paused again to catch her breath.
There was more to come. She said, "Six years passed. I was a freshman in junior college and eighteen years old. My body had developed nicely. All the boys wanted to date me. I chose one that made me feel special. I became aroused when I was near him. He was a sophomore who was a year and a half older than I was. He was a football jock but I had met him the summer before. He had been working as a lifeguard at a public swimming pool. My God, he was beautiful. Of course, he wanted me to have sex with him."
She took a deep breath and continued, "I wanted him too but I was scared. I talked to Aunt Barb. She had been cautioning me for the last several years. She had made me understand the consequences of early and unwanted pregnancy. She made me read about the ramifications of disease. She tried to make me understand the emotional involvements that would come with having sex. Hormones were running rampant in my body. My brain wasn't working too well. I had become boy crazy at about fifteen and it just got worse as I grew. Aunt Barb knew all these things. She had been in my position just a few years before."
She took another breath and went on. "My young beau and I were into some serious heavy petting by this time. I helped him cum on just about every date but only with my hands. I had experienced several orgasms but they had all been self-induced and never in his presence. He just didn't know how to help me and I was too embarrassed to tell him."
"Finally, she said, "I physically took his hand and rubbed his fingers against my clit. We were at a drive-in movie that was screening a very bad show. I had my first orgasm with another person and he understood. On a later occasion, he held me down on the back seat of his car. He licked and sucked me to orgasm. It was wonderful. He said that he had read about oral sex in a book. He had no one like my Aunt Barb to help him through this time. I helped him all I could."
She continued, "What is good for the goose...you know. A week later he had me sucking his cock and a week after that, I was enjoying doing it for him. We became better at pleasuring each other. We were learning from our experiments."
"Aunt Barb new I was going to fuck this guy," she said. "She knew she wouldn't be able to keep it from happening so she did my thinking for me. She got me on birth control pills. She took me to her doctor and got a prescription for me. She bought the pills and gave them to me. She had been on the pills for several years and assured me that they worked. Still, she cautioned me for safety's sake, to make my young man use a condom when it happened."
She paused then went on. "Aunt Barb told me to tell the young man what was about to happen beforehand. She said that I should insist that he make it special. It had to happen in a bed and in a place where we would not be disturbed."
She said, "He rented a motel room and we spent the whole night together. Our first attempt was a comedy of errors. It was also the only time we ever tried to use a condom. I wasn't properly aroused and he was in too much of a hurry. He had his orgasm before he was inside me and after that, we were dealing with a limp noodle, if you know what I mean." She took a second to laugh as she remembered. I squeezed her hand again but I had the good sense not to laugh. She continued, "Later in the night we tried again and had more success. We slept some and the sun was coming up when we made our third attempt. I experienced my first orgasm with a cock buried inside me. I still have little ones when I think about it."
She lay down beside me and stretched out. I helped her snuggle close to me and pulled the covers over us. Her cool naked body felt so good to me. I had a powerful urge to fuck her but I held myself in check. I did allow myself to caress her breast and kiss her lightly. She cooed for me.
I said, "I loved your first time story. It was beautiful but I want you to talk about Linda and why you asked about Barb sharing her with you."
She giggled and said, "Oh yeah. I just wanted you to know how I became addicted to cock. You know that is Aunt Barb's diagnosis. She says I am addicted to cock. I'm sure she is right."
I laughed and said, "Lucky me."
She giggled and said, "Yeah." She squeezed the monster and then allowed her hand to move up and down his length a few times. She fondled my nuts. She said, "I never even considered having sex with a woman. I couldn't imagine being excited by someone who couldn't stuff a hard dick in me. Then about two years ago, I caught Aunt Barb kissing another woman at a party. It shocked me. I immediately labeled her as a queer or a lesbian."
She continued, "Aunt Barb knew that I had seen her. She knew that I was upset so she gave me a few days to settle down and then she came to me and made me talk to her about it. She explained bisexuality as she sees it. She doesn't think of herself as a queer, lesbian or any of the other labels. She said that if she had to choose between being with an attractive man or a woman she would always choose the man. Then she told me she didn't have to choose. She could have both."
She giggled and said, "Just as a side note. On the way up here, she explained a little bit about her relationship with you and Linda. She said that when she is with the two of you she could have both at the same time. She told me that sleeping in the middle is one of her favorite things." She paused for a second and then said, "She told me something else. I don't think she was speaking in confidence and it is something I want you to hear. She said that the best sex she has ever had in her whole life has been with you." She stopped talking.
The monster jerked in her hand and I felt him swell. My big head swelled some too. Sex with Barb had always been extra special for me too. I didn't say anything.
"Anyway," she said, "Aunt Barb is bi. I love her anyway. She said that it has been her experience that most women are bi to one degree or another. She also said that I should think about this. She said that if I never consider a woman as a lover or even a just-for-fun sex partner, I would be excluding over half the world's population from my sex life. She asked me, how many adventures would I deny myself in a lifetime?"
After a pause, she said, "Aunt Barb has always been straight with me. I believe she is being straight with me about this too. I have thought about it quite a bit. I wonder if I am missing something."
She said, "One more thing. Barb told me that Linda isn't even bi. She only lusts after men. Can you explain that to me?"
I replied, "I had a hard time figuring this out but I think, I know and I can make you understand." I took a few seconds to think about what I wanted to say. I said, "Each of us has a different personality. You and I are both dominate. We proved that earlier when we both tried to dominate each other." I paused and then said, "I won, by the way."
She giggled and wiggled closer to me. She said, "I want a rematch."
I promised her one and then continued, "Linda is a submissive. She is always submissive to me and she is submissive to her other lovers most of the time. Now we come to friends. She will be submissive to her friends most of the time. If that friend is a woman and if that friend want's to have sex with her, Linda will most often yield to her friend's wishes. Your Aunt Barb was Linda's first female sex partner. Being with women is something that Linda has come to enjoy very much on occasion and especially with Barb. She will comply with her male friends wishes much the same way. Morally she justifies all this in her mind as okay as long as she has a hall pass from me." I asked, "Can you understand?"
Peg said, "I think so." She thought for a moment and said, "If I wanted to sleep with her, I should approach her as a dominant. I should say, I want to have sex with you rather than, would you like to have sex with me."
I said, "I think you do have it. Now understand this. Barb is more than a friend to Linda and me too for that matter. She is a lover to both of us. Maybe she is even more than that. Barb is able to dominate Linda at will."
Peg responded, "I understand. In your three-way relationship, you can dominate both of them. I know that Aunt Barb was devastated while you were angry with her. She would have done anything for your forgiveness."
I said, "There is another thing if you decide to approach Linda. You will not be able to ambush her, so to speak. She will only agree to have sex with you if she has permission from Barb and a hall pass from me. She will never violate her covenant with me and she would never do anything to hurt or offend Barb."
Peg asked, "Would you give her a hall pass?"
I answered, with a chuckle, "Absolutely. I would like to watch."
She said, "Let's have a shower. I want to be sparkly for you. I'm tired of talking and I'm starting to have some very nasty thoughts where you are concerned, Sir."
I wanted her in bed. I gave her two or three minutes and then we did the shower in record time. There was only a little hanky-panky. She needed an extra minute or two with the hairdryer so I went back to bed first. I heard Linda and Barb moving around downstairs. I figured they were probably in the kitchen having a snack. I got up, went to my bedroom and retrieved a couple of robes for Peg and me. I got back to the blue room just as peg emerged from the bathroom.
I tossed one of Linda's flannel robes to her. I was already wearing my wool robe from Scotland. I said, "Linda and Barb are in the kitchen and I am hungry." I realized that I was hungry. Peg just smile at me as she wrapped the robe around her cute little-redheaded body. We padded down the stairs and into the kitchen on bare feet.
Linda handed me a plate with a steak sandwich on it with chips. She had one for Peg too. I drew a glass of water from the refrigerator for me. Peg opted for a coke.
Linda said, "We heard you in the shower and I knew you would come down."
I gave Barb a peck as I walked by her. I kissed Linda a bit more fervently. I asked if they were having fun.
Barb answered. She said, "We definitely are. Are you?"
I smiled at her and nodded.
Peg never took a bite of her sandwich. She walked around me and went to Linda. She took Linda's hands in hers and said, "I watched you and Aunt Barb in the hot tub. I want to have sex with you." Everything became very quiet.
She had surprised the hell out of me again. When we were talking about this, I thought we were doing the preparation work for something that might happen at some time in the future.
I had cast my eyes to the floor. When I looked up, Linda was looking at Barb. Barb gave her permission with an almost imperceptible nod.
Linda spoke in a low and even voice but loud enough for us all to hear. She asked, "May I have a pass, Luke?"
I said, "Yes Ma'am."
Peg kissed Linda passionately while Barb and I watched. Linda melted into her arms. Peg then led her away toward the pool house. She was already in total control. She looked back at me and said, "You can come with us and watch."
I answered, "I think I'll take your aunt upstairs."
Barb came to me. I gathered her into my arms and kissed her. She said, "Her aunt wants to go upstairs with you." Barb had finished eating. I took my food with me and we went to the green room. I took her there so that we could have a fresh bed.
We dropped our robes and crawled in bed together. Barb felt so nice to my touch. She was smooth and warm. She took the monster in hand and bent to kiss him. Then she lay down and snuggled close to me. She said, "M-m-m-m-m."
I reached for the TV remote control and pushed the on button. I chuckled and said, "Let's see what's going on downstairs." That grabbed Barb's attention. She shifted position so that she could see the screen. I tuned to the proper channel and keyed in the code. Barb recognized the bed in the pool house as soon as the picture cleared.
She gasped and asked, "Is this something new?"
I answered, "Yep." I zoomed the camera until we had a nice view of the bed. The light level was low but I adjusted the contrast and brightness on the television set until I found the sweet spot. We could see fairly well with good detail.
The sounds of Linda's coos and moans floated from the speakers. I chuckled and increased the volume to make her sound as if she were in the room with us. The scene captivated Barb. She laid her head on my chest and made herself comfortable. She was playing with the monster as we watched.
Peg was acting in the dominant role. She was sucking on Linda's left titty and was toying with her clit. Linda was squirming and using her hands to hold peg's head close to her breast. She cooed and mewed sweetly. I recognize Linda's love sounds. She was having little orgasms. She was definitely enjoying herself.
The scene progressed. They acted it out better than some of the good porn movies that I have seen. Peg slipped a finger inside Linda's sweet pussy. I could see the light glint from her wetness. Peg knew exactly what she was looking for.
Linda's body jerked involuntarily and she gasped for air. She quickly drew one deep breath and held it. Her undulations became more pronounced. She was fucking Peg's hand and whimpering with heightened delight.
Peg rolled on top of her and slid down to the proper position. Linda's knees rose into the air and she planted her feet flat on the mattress two feet apart. She spread herself to allow Peg better access. Peg took her clit into her mouth and I could only imagine what she was doing with it. Both of Linda's hands went to the back of Peg's head and held her in place. She fucked her face slowly at first with a gentle roll and thrust.
Barb's hand had moved from the monster to her own center. She teased her own clit and mewed very quietly. I could feel the little jolts of pleasure as they moved through her body. She was having some small ones on her own.
Linda's vocalizations became louder. I could see her need and the want that rose in her. In another minute, she was bucking wildly and her head was lolling back and forth in frenzy. Linda's first orgasm was imminent. It bubbled up out of her belly and consumed her. She screamed.
I caught myself playing with my own cock. I realized that it would be very easy for me to make myself cum. I didn't let that happen. I maintained control and saved it for later.
I thought, "Good for you, Peg. You got a good scream with your first try." In my mind, I had some doubt that that was the first pussy that Peg had ever eaten. I thought, "Maybe she is a natural." I laughed to myself. Then I realized that girls instinctively know how to eat pussy. They know ahead of time what feels good.
Barb and I agreed that we had seen enough. I turned the TV off and we turned our attention to each other. Barb was still playing with herself. She whispered, "I'm very close, Luke. Help me cum."
I rolled her to her back and ate her just as I had seen Peg eat Linda. Barb had her orgasm. She ground her pussy into my face and flooded me with new juices. She smelled like honeysuckle. Her convulsions intensified to a peak then slowed and finally stopped.
I moved up in the bed and took Barbs sweet body into my spoon. My intent was to let us both calm down. I knew that I was approaching my limit. I knew that there wouldn't be much performance left in me after our next session. I wanted to fuck Barb slowly. I wanted to give her at least one more orgasm than she expected. I wanted to make it last a long time. The monster spoke in my mind. He said, "Shit Luke, you want to make love to her like you do Linda." I knew that that was exactly right. I also knew that I would want to sleep after that. I wanted Barb to fall asleep first.
I let ten or fifteen minutes elapse. I thought about my plan. It was a good plan. It was a sweet plan. I put it into action. I slowly rolled Barb into the proper position on her back. She knew what was coming. We had been like this before but it seemed like it had been so very long ago. She helped me. She spread her legs and opened herself to me. She helped the monster find his way inside her. He slid easily into her. He was seeking the warmth in her wet depths. I let him rest there as we kissed.

Ramesh_Rocky · 13-03-2026, 03:22 PM

Physically we couldn't be closer. We came together emotionally as well. It was so good to have her back. As much fun as it was, my short physical interlude with Peggy was far less significant than this time with Barb. Barb will always be important. She is much more than a friend.

I began to stroke her with long slow strokes. Most of the way out and then all the way back in. Sometimes I would stop and allow my cock to wallow and soak in her sweet pussy. I felt very large inside of her and she fit me so well. She helped. Sometimes I just slid easily in and out of her. At other times, she would use her Kegel muscles to squeeze and hold me. It felt as though I were in a velvet vice. I would speed things up enough to help her have a little one but I backed off if I felt a big one start to build. I wanted her to beg for the big one.
We fucked like this for at least half an hour before she whispered, "Help me cum." I shoved my cock to her bottom and stuffed my tongue in her mouth. She melted against me. I held her sweet ass in both hands and forced my cock even deeper. I paused at this greater depth while we concentrated on the kiss. She moaned and said, "I need to cum, Luke.
I fucked her with the same slow strokes. Her movements became more intense. Her thrust augmented mine. She begged but I didn't let her cum for another ten minutes. Then I purposely took her over the edge. I adjusted my angle of attack so that I was moving through her sweet spot and I increased our rhythm. I continued to hold her ass and force myself completely inside her. Her orgasm bubbled sweetly out of her belly. It became the only thing of importance in our lives for the time it lasted. It was gentle ecstasy that went on and on for her. We shared the nicest kiss. I fucked her slowly but with authority as she began to come down. I was able to hold myself in check.
She whispered, "You are so good to me."
She lay there and rested for a few minutes. I continued to fuck her. I felt her stir under me. She began to meet my thrust. In another minute, her vocal utterances became love sounds again. Her arousal was rising handily. I didn't hurry it. My stamina was being rapidly depleted. She sensed that.
She signaled that she wanted to be on top. We rolled together and she brought her knees up on either side of me. She sat upright and settled over my cock. She leaned forward and supported herself with her hands on my chest. She started her grind. It felt so-o-o good to be inside her this way.
Her amber eyes bored into my soul. She whispered, "You are always so good to me. Rest and let me do this. Save your strength. I'm not ready for this to be over." I followed her lead and she continued to fuck me.
Some unknown amount of time passed. She whispered, "I'm going to be selfish now. I don't need any help. In my mind, I walked to the edge with her. She left me standing there and jumped over. I felt her cum. It was a sweet and simple orgasm. I remained very still as was her wish. It was such an enjoyable experience for both of us. Her movements were slow and deliberate. She lay on my chest and allowed me to hold her and kiss her while it happened. It lasted a long time and then came to an end very slowly.
She stayed right where she was on top of me but all motion stopped. Her orgasm had filled her need perfectly and I had maintained control. She purred and breathed easily but deeply. I held her in place. My erection slackened but only a little. This period was full of powerful emotion. We became absorbed in it. The joy I felt in her pleased me. She said, "Thank you." Very quietly, she whispered, "I love you."
At length, she rolled off me. She was cold. I let her snuggle close to me and I pulled the covers over us. I held her in my arms and cuddled with her while she became warm and comfortable again.
She said, "Turn the TV on."
I asked, "Really?"
She giggled and said, "I want to see what they are doing."
I turned the TV on. I had to retune it to the proper channel and key in the code again. The rest of the settings remained from earlier. The picture that came into view was of Linda Lying on her back. She was spread eagle in the center of the big bed. Her head, hands and feet extended outside our field of view. I zoomed the lens out until the whole bed was visible.
Linda's hands and feet were all tied to the bed's corner posts. That surprised me.
Linda must have noticed the red light that signifies that the camera was working. It seemed as though she was looking straight into my eyes. She smiled and winked at me. Barb and I heard her giggle. I knew she was having fun.
I said, "This must be something that Peg thought up."
Barb replied, "No this is Linda's idea and it is for Linda's pleasure. She had me tie her once at my house. We were role-playing. This is a bang scenario." She paused, and said, "I don't know where Peg is but I'll bet she is wearing a strap-on. When we were at my house, she made me wear a baseball hat and a fake mustache."
I chuckled and said, "I live and learn."
A minute later, Peg came into view. She was in fact, wearing a strap-on. She was also wearing one of my cowboy hats. It was much too big for her. In the subdued light, the cock looked like it grew on her. It looked huge. I said, "Damn."
Barb said, "It looks bigger than it is because peg is so small compared to you. That is one of my toys." She giggled and said, "It is exactly the same size as the one I'm holding in my hand. I special ordered it that way." She giggled again.
I said, "I live and learn," again. I made the monster move in Barb's hand. She kissed my cheek and squeezed. It was a very pleasant squeeze.
Peg moved onto the bed. She placed a knee on either side of Linda's head. She used her hand to slap Linda's face with the toy cock. She said, "Suck my dick, Bitch."
I flinched when I heard that. Barb giggled.
I said, "I'll bet that tastes like a rubber tire."
Barb said, "No Luke. I'm sure they are using a flavored gel for lubrication. Bacon is my favorite. It tastes very good." She giggled.
I said, "More livin' and more learnin'."
Peg rose up and fed about half the thing into Linda's mouth. Linda accepted it easily and Peg began to fuck her gently. A few strokes later, it went in an inch farther. A bit later Linda swallowed the complete package. Peg seemed to know how to throat fuck her. She would stroke her two or three times and then let her take a breath or two. The angle didn't appear to be right but it seemed to be working for them, or maybe the penetration wasn't as deep as it appeared.
Peg said, "Tickle your twat, Bitch. Make your fuckin' cunt wet for me. I want some of that pussy. I'm goin' to fuck you and make you like it.
Linda's hand went to her clit. She manipulated it with more zeal than I would have expected. It wasn't necessary. I could see that she was already very wet. They were both having fun. Linda was starting to be aroused for real. I could see it in her face and hear it in her voice.
Peg asked, "Are ya wet yet, Ho?
Linda made some kind of noise around the fake dong and nodded her head once. Peg pulled her dick out of Linda's mouth and changed positions. She knelt between Linda's Legs and seemed to be in thought for a few seconds. She leaned down and released the bonds at Linda's feet. She buried her nose in Linda's crotch. From our perspective, I could see her tongue flick across Linda's clit. The movement was quick and repetitive. Linda moaned and thrust into Peg's face.
Linda knew what was about to happen. She must have appeared that she was trying to escape to Peg but actually, she was shifting her position for my benefit. She wanted me to be able to see when Peg penetrated her.
Peg hooked Linda's knees over her arms and raised them so that they dbangd over her shoulders. She leaned forward and pressed Linda's knees right down to her own shoulders. She rubbed the head of the rubber dick at Linda's entrance and pushed the first couple of inches inside. Linda moaned sweetly.
Peg said, "Do ya like it yet, you fuckin' cheerleader lookin' slut?"
Linda just whined.
Peg pushed another two inches inside and then stroked her. After the third stroke, the toy was completely inside my wife's pussy, I couldn't believe what I was seeing. Peg's thrust became more aggressive and Linda met them enthusiastically.
The sex sounds became very loud. I turned the volume down. I swear, it looked like a man fucking Linda from where I lay.
Peg fucked her harder. Linda was taking the thing easily. Her face and her utterances made me know that she was wrapped in the experience. I think she was living a dream. Linda has had bang fantasies ever since I have known her. She began to fuck Peg with vigor. Peg reached up and pulled the tag end of the knots in the scarfs. She freed Linda's arms.
Linda wrapped her arms and legs both around Peg. Linda kissed her and begged to be fucked harder. She does that same thing with me just before she explodes. I wondered, "Can Peg really be having that effect on her." Peg found a way to fuck her harder and Linda begged for still more. They went on together for several minutes. The intensity of their union grew progressively. It was easy to see that Linda was right at the edge of orgasm and trying to hang there as long as she could.
Barb and I quietly watched. I think we were both mesmerized by what was happening right before our eyes. Barb squeezed the monster. He had become very, very hard.
Linda screamed. She demanded more from Peg and Peg found the energy to give it to her. Linda's orgasm was as good as any I had ever given her. I thought it wasn't going to end. I became fearful that Linda' would be injured. Finally, I saw the beginning of the end. I could see tears in her eyes and she whimpered between ragged gasps for air but she did start to come down. Peg kept pounding her and talking ugly.
She said, "I know ya likin' dat shit now, Bitch. Yo got good pussy fo a blond headed white slut.
I was amazed at the reserves of energy that Peg had. The rhythmic hammering of my Linda's sweet pussy continued.
Peg was very loud now. She asked, "Does ya like dis nigga cock? Does ya, cunt?
Linda screamed, "YES, FUCK YES. I LIKE IT. FUCK ME-E-E-E." She seemed to run out of air. She whimpered and then whispered, "Fuck me. Please fuck me-e-e." Her second orgasm took her. It was softer than the first one. They were both running out of fuel. Peg kept fucking her but the hard pounding was over and the rhythm moderated. Linda was still meeting Peg's thrust but with far less authority. Linda was taking the rubber cock deep and enjoying every inch of it. It seemed to fit her perfectly. I chuckled to myself when I remembered that it had been modeled after me.
Linda's mewing and her whimpers made me think that she was enjoying this soft second cum more than the first. It was over.
Peg rolled off Linda. They were both spent. I had seen the evidence of Linda's Joy and pleasure in their act. By the look of the grin on Peg's face, I knew that she had gotten something from it that I didn't quite understand.
They spooned together as Linda and I would have done. They became still as their bodies recovered. Barb and I watched another minute or two until they cooled enough to need a blanket. When they covered themselves, I turned the TV off.
I turned my attention to Barb. I kissed her and touched her clit with my finger. It was both wet and erect. She placed her hand over mine and added some pressure and a little motion to the mix.
She said, "M-m-m-m-m." She snuggled close to me and asked, "Do you know what we just witnessed?"
I answered, "I think I picked up on it." I paused and said, "I think that Peg was re-enacting her bang. The same man that bangd Peg had tried to bang Linda. They probably talked about it. It is something they have in common. I'm sure that Peg decided to show Linda what happened."
Barb said, "I'm sure that Linda asked for a demonstration. You do know that Linda wants to be bangd, don't you?"
I replied, "I know that she has bang listed on her bucket list. I can't stand the thought of it. It will never happen."
She said, "I'm glad to see this happen. Did you see how Peg involved herself? I'm sure she needed someone to know and understand what happened to her. Given her run-in with the same man, Linda is the perfect person for Peg to share the experience. I know this had to be thebangutic for Peg. I believe they formed a bond just now. They will be friends for a long time." Barb paused and then said, "Peg told me what you did to the man that bangd her."
I said, "I never speak of that and I wish Peg wouldn't. It could get me in deep trouble."
Barb whispered, "Thanks anyway." She kissed my cheek and giggled. She said, "From Peg's point of view, she owes you a reward as if she was a fairytale princess. You avenged the damsel's honor and neutered her dragon, so she is obliged to fuck you happily ever after." She giggled again and continued, "I, on the other hand, intend to fuck you happily ever after just because I want to."
She finally shut up and we lay quietly together for a time. Barb held my cock in her hand and I absentmindedly toyed with her clit. At length, barb asked, quietly, "Do you have anything left?"
I let the monster jerk in her hand.
She giggled and whispered, "What I meant was, do you have anything for me? You should save something for Linda. After her experiences this night with me and Peg both, she will need to be very close to you very soon. Don't disappoint her."
I kissed her and said, "Let me and the monster worry about that." I slipped my finger inside her and found her sweet spot."
She squirmed and her pussy squeezed. She whispered, "I want one more soft and gentle cum with you before I sleep."
I rolled on top of her and she opened herself to receive me as she does. With her help, the monster easily found his way inside. I said, "We can do that." I fucked her with short easy strokes that went very deep. I kissed her and she kissed me back.
She was already very hot. The TV had worked that magic on her. Her undulations under me augmented my weak thrust and I felt a jolt from a little one pass through her almost immediately.
I felt her emotions well up out of her and mix with mine. They enveloped us. They were far more powerful than the sex we were having. They made our experience feel legitimate somehow.
Barb said, "I'm cumming, Luke. Help me."
I did help her but it took very little. I felt the first easy convulsion in her body and went over the edge with her. The monster carried more power than I had expected. He throbbed inside her with my every spasm. We shared the soft sweet orgasm that she had asked for. It was far more meaningful than it had any right to be.
I stayed inside her and we continued to fuck each other gently for several minutes after the climax was over. She expressed her contentment with soft coos. She makes these love sounds when everything is perfect. Her kisses were as soft and sweet as the sex had been.
I rolled off her and we slid easily into our spoon. She whispered, "You are so good to me." I lay there quietly and held her. She was sound asleep within two minutes.
I talked to Linda in my mind. I said, "Baby, you need to give me a couple hours, at the least." I heard her giggle. Thoughts of her made me wonder what was going on in the pool house. I turned the TV on. The sounds of sex filled the room before the picture became clear. I turned the volume very low. I was trying not to disturb Barb.
The scene seemed to swim into focus. Linda was wearing the dildo. She was fucking Peg doggy style and Peg was into it. Her erotic utterances were spurring Linda on. Somehow, the picture of Linda pretending to be a man and wielding a hard cock didn't appeal to me.
I pushed the off button, drew Barb closer to me and let sleep take me.
XXXXX
It seemed to me as if only an instant had passed when I awoke. The room was quiet and full of sunshine. I was alone. I was warm and comfortable under the covers and wanted to stay that way. I listened but there was no sound from the bathroom or from the rest of the house for that matter. I pulled the covers over my head to block the light and tried to go back to sleep.
That didn't work. Memories of the last night's happenings crept into my mind. I mentally reviewed my time with Peg and Barb. I thought, "Luke, my boy, you have an abundance of amber eyed redheads in your life." It was a nice thought.
Then I thought about Linda. I had failed to spend any time with her. When I went to sleep, I fully expected that she would be here with me when I woke up. I thought that she would want some of my first attention this morning. I began to wonder where the women were. I knew that the two redheads would have to leave before noon. Peg had a flight to catch.
I came fully awake and decided that a quick shower should be my first priority. I wound up taking advantage of my unexpected privacy. I went to my bathroom in the master suite and indulged in my complete routine for morning ablutions.
I didn't dress. I donned my robe and slippers. I knew that there was no one in the house. I would have heard them by now. In my mind's eye, I saw them all piled together in the pool house bed. I checked by turning on the TV. No girls.
I went down to the kitchen. I found a carafe of hot coffee on the island and fixed myself a cup. It tasted so good and I realized I was very hungry. I remembered taking a sandwich with me when I took Barb upstairs last night. I couldn't remember eating it. I knew the bread would have become stale so I didn't retrieve it. I settled for two toasted English muffins with butter.
I walked out on the patio just to check the weather. It was cool but sunny. I guessed the high fifties. My heavy wool flannel robe from Scotland kept me comfortable. I sipped my coffee and looked at the lake. There they were. I picked up my field glasses that live on the patio rail and looked at them. They were all wearing sweats. It appeared that Linda had taken them for a run that had turned into a walk and talk. They were probably planning the rest of the day without any regard for any input that I might have.
They were moving leisurely together. Peg was talking and gesturing with one hand. She was holding Linda's hand with the other. Barb was holding Linda's other hand as they walked. A bubble of paranoia rose within me. I thought, "They are plotting against you, Luke." I chuckled to myself and realized that I hoped that they were. Linda's plots are usually very sweet.
I watched them walk and seriously contemplated my situation. I was pretty well fucked out. Having a high-energy sexual encounter was not a top priority. I looked at Linda through the glasses. She was laughing and giggling as she walked between the redheads. I knew that I could find the energy to make sweet love to her if I had to. The love I have for her would give me that strength. I would rather take her to bed and then just hold her and sleep.
I looked at Peg. She sparkled in my mind. I was sure it was because she was new. I did want to have her again. I wanted to spend a night with her alone and without distractions. I thought, "Fucking her happily ever after might be a little much. She is too young for me." I wondered how her interaction with Linda had turned out for her mentally. I hoped that they had become friends as Barb said they would. Peg shouldn't have to carry the burden of her bang alone. I hoped that Linda could help her shed some of that load.
I trained the glasses on Barb for a few seconds. Barb was special in my mind. She ranks second only to Linda. She owns a piece of my soul. She knew my condition. Hell, she made me this way. I knew that she would make no demands on me for the rest of the day. I knew that she would be laughing at me inside as she watched me interact with the other two. I thought, "Peg is so very lucky to have her."

Ramesh_Rocky · 13-03-2026, 03:23 PM

A half an hour elapsed. I had a second cup of coffee. I watched the women while they were in my view. When they stepped out of sight, I watched the place where they would reappear.

I had a fleeting thought where I compared them to a Middle Eastern harem. They were my harem for last night and today. I thought, "If Arab men lived this way all the time, they must be a lot stronger than me." I thought, "Three women are definitely one too many."
The monster was in my mind. He said, "Luke, you silly boy. Three women are two too many. In fact, any one of the three would fuck us completely down if it were a contest." Of course, he was right.
I chuckled to myself and changed my train of thought as they reappeared at the top of the trail. I trained the binoculars on them and tried to understand what was going on. Peg seemed to be full of energy. She was walking ahead of the other two. She was almost dancing along the path. Suddenly she turned and ran to Linda. She threw her arms around her and kissed her cheek. The sound of their laughter came all the way to me. It was a sweet musical sound that seemed to drift on the breeze.
In another ten minutes, they walked up to the patio. Peg came to me first. She kissed my forehead and said, "Good morning, Luke."
Barb was next. She let her lips brush mine and said, "I thought you would sleep until noon."
Linda was next. She sat on my lap and snuggled very close. She gave me a real kiss. She said I've missed you. I feel as if I have been left out. She curled up in my lap as a child would. She is so small.
I said, "I know that you have ganged up and plotted against me. How is this poor old man going to be used and misused today?"
They all giggled. Peg and Barb both sat in chairs at the table and Linda answered my query. She said, "As you know, Barb is a dear friend of mine. Peg, on the other hand, is a relatively new acquaintance but I think that we will be very close in the future."
Linda paused and then went on, "Both of them have been properly apologetic for the shameful way they hogged your favors last night. Now," she said, "I can't legitimately hold either one of them to blame. I fully understand how women lose control when they are with you. It follows that they become selfish. I have already forgiven them."
I asked, "Okay, what now?"
Linda replied, "They both agreed that I could have whatever is left of you." She paused and then said, "Here is the plan. We are all going to have a nice breakfast together and then the Redheads are going to leave. They are a little pressed for time. Peg's flight is at three. I plan on spending most of the day in bed with you."
I said, "Good, I need the rest."
They all laughed at me. Barb said, "I know Linda. You aren't going to get much rest."
Linda said, "Why don't you cook, Luke. We can all get cleaned up and our guests can get into their traveling clothes."
I agreed to that. I said, "Okay, breakfast will be ready in half an hour."
I cooked sausage and whipped up a quickie waffle batter. I sat the waffle iron on the island and set out plates and flatware. Butter, syrup and orange juice rounded out or fare. When I had everything set, I took a break and had another cup of coffee. I started a new pot and began cooking waffles just before the girls reappeared.
Linda brought me a kiss and said, "Wow, this is more than I expected."
Barb kissed me softly on the cheek and whispered, "I love you." Her whisper was for my ear only.
Peg came into my arms and said, "Hold me." She laid her head on my chest and snuggled close for just a few seconds before she moved away and seated herself at the island. Her big amber eyes had misted up. The monster had moved while I held her.
I looked at peg and wished that she didn't have to go. I wished that she had spent the whole of the last night with me. Then I thought about her interlude with Linda. I was glad that had happened too. My time with Barb had been extra special. I thought, "You can't pack everything into one night.
I had a quick look at Linda. She was fingering her pendant and she smiled at me. I doubted that she really felt left out.
When everyone was served, we ate in silence for a few minutes. At length, Barb said, "Luke, now that you know her a little better, do you think my favorite niece is a trollop?"
She had asked me that before. I answered, "Yes Ma'am. She is definitely a cute little-redheaded trollop." Everyone stopped chewing to look at me. I added, "One of the sweetest I have ever had the pleasure of knowing."
Peg broke the ensuing silence by giggling. In a little girl's voice, she said, "I can't help it." We all laughed. After a pause she added, "There is something that I want to say while we are all together."
I said, "Go ahead."
She looked at me and said, "Linda and Aunt Barb have explained the once a month rule that you and Linda practice. I assume that because you hang out at the swinger clubs, you have other interest. I have deduced that I'm not going to get as much of you as I want." She paused and then continued, "I will never become an aggravation to you or Linda. However," she said with a smile, "I will always be available to you. If you call me, I will come to you from wherever I am."
I didn't want to say what I felt so I didn't respond verbally. I just smiled at her and winked. She understood that I intended to call her.
Barb steered the conversation into lighter banter. We finished eating and had a last cup of coffee together. It came time and the Redheads gathered their belongings. Linda and I walked them to the car.
I hugged Peggy first. I whispered to her, "I will call you and next time we will have more time and fewer distractions." She wiggled closer to me and made the monster stir. She is so good at that.
I spent a minute with Barb too. She whispered, "I'm missing you already. Don't make me wait forever."
I wanted to tell her about the anytime pass I had for her but I didn't. I still wasn't sure I wanted her to have that information.
I held my Linda close to me while we watched them drive away.
We went inside and brought the kitchen back to some semblance of order. It only took a few minutes. I asked, "What now, Little One?"
She had been quiet through our kitchen detail. She replied, "Take me to bed. I want to cuddle with you and we need to talk."
I sensed some need in her that I didn't recognize. It was slight and she didn't seem to be in distress so I just took her hand and led her up the stairs. I helped her undress, held her and kissed her before I slipped out of my robe and we crawled in bed together. She snuggled close and we warmed each other and the bed. I enjoyed holding her.
After a few minutes, she said, "I am having a strange feeling. It is new to me. I want to talk about it."
I wondered. I said, "Okay, this is a truth time. What is bothering you and how can I help?"
She giggled. I knew I wasn't in any real trouble. She said, "This is the first time I have ever felt this way after one of our extracurricular encounters."
I replied, "Tell me."
She said, "I got fucked silly several times last night and both of the Redheads helped me cum orally. What I haven't had is a real live cock throbbing inside me. I'm close to being sexed out and yet I'm starving for you, Luke. Sex with a rubber dong is just not the same."
I kissed her forehead and said, "Baby, I can ease your pain." The monster was already beginning to swell. She squeezed him in her hand and then slid down my body and sucked him into her mouth. She sucked and teased me with her tongue. I had no difficulty achieving a good erection. It had been several hours since my time with Barb.
Linda wanted to drive this train. She took the superior position and helped me find my way inside her dripping pussy. Her need was apparent and it was no small thing. She banged me hard for a few strokes and then stopped completely. Her Kegel muscle flexed and squeezed me. I made the monster jerk for her.
She whispered, "Yes, yes, yes. What I need is a real man and a live cock inside me. Fuck me, Luke. Make me cum and cum with me."
I rolled us over and took control. I fucked her as if I was trying to hurt her. I did it without thinking. I just wanted to make her cum. I wanted to cum with her. I wasn't going to hold anything back. We didn't want to make it last. This needed to be the grandfather of all quickies.
It happened right then and with no warning. Linda arched her back and her ass came completely off the bed. She screamed and froze in place. Her whole body vibrated and I pounded my cock into her with long powerful strokes.
My first spasm happened. I paused in my effort and forced my cock to her greatest depth. I held him there and had my orgasm as she had asked. I let her feel the movements of my cock deep inside her.
She whimpered and said, "Yes, Luke. That is what I was missing. You feel massive and hard. I can feel each spasm. You are throbbing inside me. I need you to own me. Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me-e-e-e-e.
When I was finished, I drew on energy reserves that I didn't know I had. I forced myself to thrust aggressively into her until she collapsed under me. I rolled off her but she wasn't ready to let me go. She rolled with me and came to rest at my side with an arm and a leg over me. We held each other and caught our breath.
At length she whispered, "That was exactly what I needed, my Luke." She giggled weakly and asked, "Can we do it again?"
I thought, "Now she is just picking on me." I answered, "Yes ma'am, we can." I chuckled and said, "One day next week."
She giggled and snuggled closer to me. Having my Linda in my bed is like returning to familiar territory. It induces a comfort level in me that is soft and sweet. We took a short nap together.
It was a few minutes after four when I awoke. Linda was in the shower. I couldn't think of a reason to leave the warm comfort of our bed, so I didn't join her.
I listened to her sing as she does when she is in the shower alone. She was doing her rendition of a song by, "Rosie and the Originals," from the early sixties. She sang, "Oh, Pretty Baby won't you hold me in your arms and count the stars in the sky." It was a remake of an earlier version by Kathy Young and her group called, "The Innocents."
She finished her shower and then a minute later, the sound of her hair dryer replaced her sweet voice. When she came into the bedroom, I pretended to be asleep. I cracked one eye and watched her dress. She dressed in layers. First her insolated long underwear and then sweats. She was planning on going outside.
She came to me and kissed me awake. I continued to feign sleep until I got a second kiss and she tickled me with her fingers. She said, "The day has turned off warm and clear. We have about an hour and a half of daylight left. I want you to take me up to High Point so we can count the stars. Walk through the shower while I fix us a basket. She kissed my forehead and said, "Hurry."
I did hurry. High Point is what we call the highest hilltop on our ranch. We often go there just to hang out and watch for shooting stars. We drove up on a four-wheeler and arrived just as the sun touched the horizon.
Half an hour later, I was sitting on a blanket and leaning on a huge rock. I had a glass of whiskey in one hand and my other arm around my beautiful green-eyed blonde. We had opted not to build a fire. It would have hampered our night vision and we really didn't need it for heat anyway. I thought, "Life is good."
The sun sank out of sight and the stars appeared like magic. There was only a sliver of moon. The night was going to be very dark.
Linda asked, "Did you tell Barb that we had agreed to make her exempt from our once-a-month rule?"
I answered, "No. I haven't decided that it was necessarily good for her to have that information. I wanted to take the time to rethink it." I paused and then asked, "Do you think she might want more than we can give her?"
Linda took a minute to reflect on my question. She replied, "Yeah, I think she might. I can see her wanting to come up every weekend now that she is alone. Hell, she might want to move in with us." She giggled. I knew she didn't really believe that.
She said, "Seriously, Barb could become a nuisance. I think she would only be a minor nuisance but I'm glad that my husband has wisdom. Let's don't tell her."
I asked, "Is she still exempt from the rule?"
Linda kissed my cheek. "Yes, Luke. She is still very special to both of us. I just think you are right. We need to stay in the driver's seat.
I said, "Okay, that's settled." I paused and asked, "What kind of relationship is developing between you and Peggy?"
Linda took another minute and said, "We are going to be friends. I think Louis Brown made sure of that. She is the sweet trollop that you said she was but she is not the airhead that I thought she was. She is a smart girl and a deep thinker. She is very strong emotionally and she will be a good friend."
I asked, "Will the two of you be lovers?"
Linda snuggled closer to me. The temperature was dropping noticeably. She answered, "I enjoyed playing with her and would do it again. It might never happen though. She is not bisexual. She was just satisfying a curiosity. She is a long distance away by now. She won't want to waste any time we are together on me. She will want to be with you and I understand that. No woman can give that girl what she wants." She giggled. She added, "We have that in common too."
We spent another two hours on the hill. We did get to see three shooting stars and both of us saw all three of them. One was very big and was visible for a long time. That is unusual. We talked about different things. Linda told me that our son Mike and his pretty girlfriend would be here the week before Christmas and they could stay until New Year's Day. I was excited about that.
She also planted another seed in my mind. She said she wanted to see Paris.
To be continued...

Ramesh_Rocky · 14-03-2026, 02:22 PM

Hall Pass (43) One night with Caroline

By: LewdLuke
My son, Mike, and his girlfriend, Cindy, arrived at the ranch a week before Christmas. Linda and I had been looking forward to their visit. I had totally fallen in love with Cindy the year before and we hadn't seen her since then. I had hoped that she would come home with Mike during the summer but she didn't. She went to summer college. The time she did have off, she spent with her mother. Her parents are divorced and it has been her policy to visit each of them at least once a year.
Mike and Cindy had shared an apartment at college for a year and a half now. Their relationship had matured and they seemed to be more comfortable with each other. They made no effort to hide or camouflage their sexual relationship. They slept together in Mike's room and some nights when they could be alone, they played naked in the hot tub. Linda and I pretended that we didn't know about the hot tub. They did inform us that they planned to marry but not until Mike finished college. That would at least be two more years.
We all had a wonderful Christmas together. Cindy had given me a special gift the year before. It was just a small pocketknife but it was very special to me and I carried it every day. This year, she and Mike had pooled their money and they gave me a new rifle. It was one of the little short action Remington Model 7s. They had only been out for a few years. Linda hunted with one chambered for 7mm-08. This one was in .223 and I wasn't really too impressed with it. I always used heavier calibers to hunt deer.
Cindy came to me and used her magic to make it special. She kissed my cheek and knelt down beside me. She said, "Mike told me that it was small, light and handy. He said that you could carry it in your truck on the ranch for snakes and varmints. Then she made it special. She said, "It will be small enough for me to shoot when you take me hunting."
I said, "Sweetheart, when you come next year, I will have it tuned and zeroed. I have a good scope that will fit right on it. We will go hunting."
She kissed my cheek again and whispered in my ear, "Just you and me." She rose to her feet and walked across the room back to Mike.
My eyes misted up as she walked away. I thought, "My young son definitely has good taste in women."
The kids had a special New Year's Eve party to attend in College Station. They left a day early so they could rest up for it.
Linda and I were alone again. We decided to take January just for us up until our regular club night, which would be the last Friday of the month. We definitely enjoyed this time together when we had no outside pressures. Then, it ended.
On the Friday before our club night, I stayed at the office an extra hour or so to help Alice tie up some loose ends. When I finally got home, Linda met me at the door. She was wearing one of my white dress shirts. I knew that the shirt was all she was wearing. This is her sexiest look. She dresses this way when she wants to bend me to her will. I allow her to be successful almost all the time.
She handed me a drink and said, "I want to have a talk. Do you want to eat first?"
I asked, "Can we sit in my chair and have our talk while I have my drink?"
She replied, "We can do that but you might miss dinner. You are probably going to get all hot and bothered and want to fuck me silly after we talk. She worked a giggle into the conversation right there. She let that soak for a second and said, "I'm not wearing panties. I wanted to save them from getting wet." She hardly ever wears panties anymore.
The monster moved. I took a sip of my Crown Royal. I took her hand and led her to my chair in the den, saying, "I'll take a chance on dinner. Let's have our talk."
I sat down and kicked back. She snuggled up close and gave me enough time to have another sip of my whiskey.
She said, "Michelin had her baby. It is a little boy and he looks just like you." My heart skipped a beat. She handed me a handwritten letter and a photograph. She said, "This came in the mail today."
I looked into the face of the child in the picture. He was the spitting image of Bobby except he didn't have Bobby's red mustache. My heart resumed its normal rhythm and Linda giggled.
She said, "I think we need to plan a trip in May. Young Robert will be old enough for me to play with by then."
I said, "You didn't need to wear your ambush gear for this news. Certainly, we can go see the baby."
She giggled and said, "There is more. I want us to see Lancelot and Anne while we are there. I want to meet them in Paris as we talked about."
I thought of Anne and my heart fluttered again. The monster jerked this time and began to swell. Linda was right. I was going to need some pussy in the next little while. I said, "Let's finish this conversation in bed."
She answered with a giggle, "Not yet. There is one more thing." She moved my hand to the secret place between her thighs. She felt so warm. It was definitely an invitation.
I said, "Tell me quick. I don't need much more stimulation."
She caressed my hardening cock through my slacks. She said, "Ed called me today." She waited for a second to judge my reaction and then went on, "He said that he had missed me over the holidays and that I had made him wait long enough. He asked me to spend the night with him next Friday." There was a slight pause. She said, "He didn't ask. He commanded me to be there."
I asked, "Do you want to be there and did you make a deal?" I moved one finger in and out of her slowly and then tickled her button as I spread her wetness over it. She dipped her head to my shoulder and moaned.
She snuggled closer to me and most quietly answered, "Yes, I want to be there and No I didn't make a deal. I promised him that I would ask you." She waited another few seconds before she sealed the deal. She said, "I think you should call Caroline Bixby."
I replied, "There is no way I should talk to Caroline while I am in this condition. I am interested in you right now." I said, "Fuck dinner. Let's go to bed."
Linda giggled sweetly for me as she kissed my cheek. She knew that she would get her wish. She jumped from the chair and ran for the stair. Long shirttails were flapping in the wind of her passage. I followed at a more leisurely pace but I didn't dally.
The dbangs were drawn and it was dark in our bedroom. It was cold in there too. The room had been isolated from the rest of the house and the window cracked open. It was January. We always try to have snuggling weather in our bedroom. In the Texas summers, the air conditioning bills are horrendous. I closed the door behind me and the room became even darker.
Linda had already begun to light candles. After the third one, she turned the covers back and looked at me. By then, my clothes were scattered on the floor around me. She smiled and allowed her shirt to slip away from her otherwise naked body.
She raised her arms over her head and did her pirouette for me. Her little pixie-like body shimmered in the candlelight. My hard cock stood out in front of me. It was also dancing in the flickering light.
She came to me and I felt her body melt and mold itself to mine as we kissed. She dropped to her knees and held the monster in both hands. She was slowly handling and caressing him. I watch as her tongue came into view. It quickly and repeatedly flicked the sensitive underside of my tip. The monster jerked in her grip.
I took control. I held her face in my hands and slipped the head of my cock into her pretty mouth. She teased and tickled him with her teeth and her tongue for a minute and then I pushed my way to the top of her throat. She giggled around me and let me slip all the way down. I passed her gag point. I fucked her easily for the next minute or so. I felt myself moving closer to the edge. I didn't want to go there. I wanted her pussy.
I pulled my cock away from her face and helped her to her feet. I put my tongue in her mouth where my cock had just been. She kissed me back. I thought, "This woman is mine. She belongs to me. I will have her the way I want her. Right now, I want her under the covers. It's cold in here. Right now, I want her pussy. I want to eat her and then fuck her. I want to feel her convulsions as she cums all over my face and then with my cock deep inside her." I want to wrest a love scream from her. I love her.
I lifted her off the floor and carried her to the bed. I laid us down together. The sheets were cold. I pulled the covers over us and gathered her close. I wrapped myself around her little body. I wanted to make her warm and then I would make her hot. She snuggled closer to me and said, "M-m-m-m." She was luxuriating in my body heat. It's a two-way street. She was helping to warm me too. I love a cold room. The cold helps to bring our bodies together.
I kissed her and let my hands roam over her fine well-tuned body. I touched and fondled her tight breasts. My eyes closed but I could see those titties in my mind. I let one hand slide around the curve of her beautiful ass. I've gazed upon that a thousand times. I could see that in my mind too. When I reached the proper place, I drew her nearer and pressed her against my raging erection. I wanted her to know of my excitement. I wanted her to be aware of and to anticipate the wonderful sex that we were about to share. I felt her shiver. It wasn't from the cold. We were warmer now.
She found my cock and moved her hand up and down his length. She squeezed ever so gently. The effect on me was far more than pleasant. My cock swelled even more.
I slid my face to her chest and captured one of her nipples in my mouth. I suckled it as if I was a demanding child. It had already been erect but I felt it become hard as if it were made of stiff rubber. I held it in place with my teeth and flicked it with my tongue. I planned to treat her clit to the same movements but that was still a few minutes in the future.
She squirmed under me and used one hand to draw my face closer to her breasts. She said, "M-m-m-m."
I switched nipples. I held the second one in my mouth and teased it while I let one of my hands drift down her belly. I hesitated at her bellybutton and explored it with a fingertip for a moment. My hand moved on. I found her clit. I barely brushed over it and went on to find her entrance. I slipped a finger into the wetness that I knew would be there. She was even wetter than I thought that she would be. I easily slipped in deep enough to find the roughness of her G-spot. She shivered again when I touched it.
I withdrew and wet her clit with the fluids that I had brought out of her. Pussy juice is such a fine lubricant. I swirled around her clit and then massaged it with just a bit more pressure. I felt another shiver run through her. This one didn't go away. She gasped for air once and then held it. She had her first mini. She jerked as the soft wave of pleasure rolled over her.
I continued to let my finger tease her. I went back inside for a bit more juice and then made her clit wetter. I moved my mouth to her bellybutton and explored it again but this time with my tongue. I withdrew from it and left some saliva there. I puffed a ragged breath of air on it. Her body reacted with a slight flinch but her mind must have been on what was happening at her pussy. She had her second mini.
I slipped my first two fingers completely inside her and sucked her clit into my mouth. Her hands went to the back of my head and she thrust her pussy into my face. She whimpered, "O God, yes. Help me cum. Luke." Her pelvis began to rock under me and her thighs clamped my head in place. I couldn't hear and I could only have a breath once I a while. I didn't care if I died. I ate her. I wanted to help her.
I knew I wouldn't have to ration myself air for long. I could feel the heat of her arousal as it rose in her. She was about to cum. I wanted it to happen. I redoubled my efforts and helped her along. I sucked her clit and teased her rough spot. She came hard but not violently. Her whole body went stiff and she vibrated. I couldn't hear her utterances but she didn't scream. Even in this situation, I always hear that.
Her thrusts into my face started again. At first, they were weak and intermittent. They became progressively stronger and more coordinated over the next minute or so. Her hips rose up off the bed into my face. I knew she was giving me instructions but I still couldn't hear her. I got the message that she wanted another orgasm. I ate her and teased her until it happened. I laughed inside this time. She screamed. Her second orgasms are usually better.
I did everything I knew to do to enhance her pleasure as this tide enveloped her. Her body thrashed and bucked in front of me. She banged her mound into my face. I had no way to fight it. She had me locked into the most wonderful restraint. It hurt some. I loved it. It lasted a long time and then it ended. She collapsed and lay still. Her hands and arms fell away from me and her thighs relaxed as her knees straightened and she wound up on her back and flat on the mattress. I crawled up and lay on top of her. The monster snuggled into her vee. In my mind, he demanded that I allow him to have his due. He showed that he was capable with an exceptional display of strength in his erection. He stood very near the edge and was very close to falling into orgasm. I exercised some restraint and allowed myself a minute to calm us both in order to maintain control. I stepped away from the edge just a bit.
I supported most of my weight but I let Linda hold some of it. She enjoys this she says that it makes her feel closer to me. Both of us were drawing great breaths. I raised my hips away from her and positioned the monster at her opening and at the proper angle. I watched her beautiful face as I slowly slipped my cock into the hot depths of her wet pussy.
Her mouth formed an "O" and her eyes fluttered open. They weren't in focus. She was staring into space. I touched her cervix with my cock's head and froze there. I said her name. Her eyes came into focus and she gazed into my eyes. She whispered, "Oh, Luke."
I whispered, "Linda, you are mine. Do you know that you belong to me?"
She answered with a whimper in her voice, "Yes. Oh God Yes, I belong to you. I will always be yours. I am so lucky that you own me. I will always want to be yours." The vice in her pussy squeezed closed on me. She whispered, "Help me cum. One more time and then we will sleep. Fuck me, Luke. Please fuck me. Help me cum."
I stroked her with long and powerful strokes at a moderate frequency. She wasn't trying to hold back. This wasn't supposed to last. She wanted it to happen right then. I felt the heat come back into her belly. Her pussy squeezed and milked me. Her excitement rose at a steady rate. I shortened my stroke and fucked her harder and deeper. Two minutes later, her body froze in place and mimicked an earthquake for a few seconds before she exploded. I pounded her G-spot with my cock and jumped over the edge with her.
She screamed while I pumped her full of cum. Her orgasm was powerful. It consumed us. This sweet pussy is what I had wanted all along. For the next few seconds, I used her for my own pleasure. It was a joyful union for both of us. Her pussy gripped my cock and worried him as if he was in the mouth of an animal. I emptied myself inside her and my spasms began to subside. I felt her convulsions become weaker. We came down together. I knew I would want the sleep that she had promised.
We let our bodies cool in the dim light for a minute or two and then we burrowed down into the warm blankets. I pulled her close to me and into our spoon position. I held her and she cooed as she snuggled with me.
She whispered, "Do you know that you belong to me?"
I simply answered, "Yes." She was asleep almost immediately.
I lay there awake for just a few minutes more. I thought about the three men that she had told me she wanted to fuck in the next few months. There was actually a fourth. She would want to have Walt two or three times before May.
Ed and Bobby were both special to her. Ed was a true friend and Bobby was just Bobby. He had been her first after me. Lancelot is a new man. He is young and pretty. She has never been with him. She wants him very much. Walt, of course, is her newest lover. He had surprised her and had delivered much more than she had hoped he would. He is still shiny in her mind's eye. It will take a while for the luster to wear off him.
All of these men come with interesting women for me to play with. It's not like I am being left in the cold. Still, I wonder if we are letting our hobby get out of hand. I resolved to have a walk and talk with Linda. Maybe I can satisfy my issues with something as simple as one of our truth times.
I thought, "We shall see." I let my mind rest and my body relaxed. I squeezed Linda gently in my arms and gave myself to sleep.
Two hours passed and I came awake. I became aware of Linda stroking my cock. The covers were off my upper body and I was feeling the chill of the room. Linda licked one of my nipples and blew a puff of air onto the smear of saliva that she had left there. She felt me shiver and giggled.
She said, "I'm hungry."
I pulled her up to lie beside me and covered us with the still warm blankets. I said, "I had intended to take you on a walk around the lake so we could talk but it's too cold. Can we have a short truth time here?
She asked, "Am I going to want to fuck you after our talk?"
I knew that talk of her lovers would arouse her. I answered, "Possibly."
She said, "We should shower and have something to eat first."
When she is naked and holding my cock in her hand, I usually agree to anything she says. I said, "Okay."
She kissed my cheek and slipped out of bed. I watched her move to the bathroom, enter and close the door behind her. I knew that it would be warm in there. An image of her exquisite form remained in my mind's eye long after she was out of my view. "What a beautiful creature she is," I thought, "She is mine. Why would I ever let another man touch her?"
I snuggled back down into the warmth of our bed and waited while she took a few minutes of privacy. When I heard the shower begin, I joined her.
Half an hour later, we were in our robes in the kitchen. It was warmer there than in our bedroom. Linda found a tub of chicken salad that she had prepared earlier. We made sandwiches and ate.
I asked, "Would you like to have our talk here?"
She smiled and replied, "Sure, if you want. This is a truth time. What is on your mind?"
I said, "We talked about our upcoming activities earlier. You told me that you are planning to have us involved with three other couples between now and May. When I thought about it, there will even be more activity than that. We will be with Walt and Liz at least twice here in the next few months and we have all but promised them a cruise during the spring."
She looked at me as she chewed.
I asked, "Do you think that maybe we are letting things get out of hand?"
She thought for a moment and then replied, "Actually, there is more than that, now that I think about it. Surely you will want to play with Barb more than once between now and then." She paused and said, "I see your point. I guess that everything just snuck up and stacked up on us." After another pause, she asked, "What do you think we should do?"
I said, "I want to talk about each of your lovers. I need to know what kind of relationship you have with each of them."
She swallowed another bite of her sandwich before she spoke. "She asked, "Am I detecting concern on your part or is it a bit of jealousy?" She smiled and asked, "Do you think that I have become a promiscuous trollop or just a nasty slut?"

Ramesh_Rocky · 14-03-2026, 02:23 PM

I felt a butterfly flutter its wings in my stomach. I just had a small adrenalin event. I had to think about my feelings before I could answer her. Finally, I answered, "You have always been a trollop. I just kept you restrained before." She giggled. I continued, "As for the concern and jealousy, I have some of both, I think."

She put her sandwich down, stood on the rung of her stool and stretched far enough to kiss my cheek. She laid her hand on mine and said, "I love you, Luke. There is no need for jealousy. You need to read your necklace when we go back upstairs."
I thought about the little piece of inscribed gold that she had given me. My weak pang of jealousy disappeared like a puff of cigarette smoke in the wind.
She continued, "Now that I think about it, maybe your concern is valid. Maybe I should share it." She hesitated before she said, "Okay. Let's consider each of my lovers separately. Let's start with the one that gives you the least umbrage."
I thought, "I like that response from her. She is bringing her true intellect to bear. I wasn't going to be dealing with her "Dumb Blonde" alter ego." I said, "That would be Barb."
She said, "Barb should generate no concern for you. She is our first and really, she belongs to both of us. She and I have fun together but truthfully each of us would rather be with you." She giggled and said, "You lucky devil." She squeezed my hand. She said, "We have exempted her from our once a month rule. Time wise, we can fit her in anytime we like. She is not a problem.
I smiled at her. "Okay," I said, "Let's talk about Lancelot."
She answered taking no time for thought. She said, "He is a young and beautiful alpha with a most adorable accent. I am experiencing a strong primordial lust for him." Then she added, "I also want you to have Anne." She gave me another of her giggles and said, "I could see the primordial lust in your eyes when I said that Viking Princess's name. If we meet them in Paris that will probably be the only chance, we will ever have to be with them. They are just for fun and shouldn't be a problem. Who is next?"
I answered, "Walt and Liz I guess."
She became more serious. She said, "Walt is a cuckold. He is my project. I am trying to make him understand that Liz isn't the only woman in the world. It isn't fair for him to wait at home while she has her fun. When we are together, I try to make him want me more than he wants her for a time." After a pause, she added, "I know you enjoy being with Liz. Maybe I should be concerned about her." She stared off into space for a second and then dreamily under her breath, she said, "But then Walt fucks me so good."
I allowed the conversation to rest while I let that sink in. I thought, "Linda is being honest with me but the truth is, she doesn't know how she feels about Walt. They are still new to each other. I should watch that relationship.
I said, "Bobby?"
She snapped out of her trance about Walt. She looked up at me and I saw her eyes come back into focus. She said, "Bobby." She Said, "Bobby and Michelin. I enjoy sex with both of them. Bobby is Bobby, Luke. I assumed you understood how special he is to me. Our relationship is twelve years old. He was the first man that made me realize that I could be sexually aroused by someone other than you."
I asked, "Do you love him?"
She took a moment for thought this time. "She said, "I don't know. Maybe I do." Then she said, "Not the same way I love you." She fell silent.
I said, "Elaborate."
She replied, "Okay, I'll try." My love for you is probably eighty percent emotional and that includes every emotion that we have ever shared. The other twenty percent is physical. That includes a lot of things too but the sex that we share is most important." A second later she said, "I love you with my heart and soul, Luke. I wouldn't want to live if I lost you."
It was my turn to kiss her cheek and squeeze her hand. I gave her a minute and then said, "Tell me how you love Bobby."
I knew that she was trying to be straight forward in her answer. She said, "I think it started out with the same lust that we talked about a minute ago. He is such a beautiful man now but he was unbelievable twelve years ago. The way he handles me sexually is totally opposite the way you treat me. He just takes me when he wants me and he takes me the way he wants. He never gives me an option or a way out. I can either fight or submit.
She continued, "He allows me to exercise the submissive side of my personality. I always submit completely to him. I always cum for him and usually more than once. I really don't know if I love him but I love how he loves me." My emotional connection with him is there but it is far weaker than the thing that you and I share. There were a pause and a giggle. She whispered, "He will bugger me again on this trip."
I wished that she hadn't said that. I don't blame Bobby for wanting to butt-fuck her. He is into that and the practice is more prevalent in Scotland. She swears that he has never hurt her. It seems so nasty to me. It upsets me that she likes it so much. She described it to me once as a beautiful way to be completely submissive. I told myself to move on and think about something else. I knew that Bobby was not a problem. He is in his sixties and six thousand miles away. This might well be our last trip to Scotland.
I said, "Now we need to talk about Big Ed Fuller."
She said, "He is most important right now. He is my friend and he is a good friend." She thought for a second. She rose from her stool and walked around the island to me. She let her lips brush mine and said, "If we are going to discuss Ed, we should be in bed. I want to go to him on Friday. It is okay. You shouldn't have any concern, My Luke. We can cuddle and I can make you understand." She giggled and said, "Afterward, I will want to fuck you. Come with me."
She didn't wait to discuss the matter. She dragged me off my stool and led me up the stair. We walked into our bedroom and she went straight to my jewelry box. She retrieved my necklace. She came to me and put it around my neck. She was wearing hers. She never takes it off.
She said, "You may need to read this." A minute later, we were snuggling under the covers in our spoon. I drew her close to me and cupped one of her breasts in my hand. She wiggled her pretty bottom against my hardening cock. I wanted to hear what she had to say but I experienced some mild trepidation. I felt something ominous in the air.
I said, "Okay girl. Let it out. Tell me what I want to know."
She took my hand away from her breast. She lifted one knee to create some space at her crotch. She moved my hand there and put some pressure on it with hers. I cupped her mound in my hand and let the middle finger find its way inside her channel an inch or so. She gasped and put more pressure on my hand. She was very wet.
She said here it is. I have been feeling very guilty since Ed called me. He is our friend and I have been treating him poorly since the night I slept with him. He has been sweet and good to me since then but he has asked me for sex every time I have seen him. It has been a very long time. All I've done is wiggle against him, kiss him and allow him to fondle me. I've put him off every time." She took a breath and said, "I have teased him too much and I have enjoyed it too much. I am so ashamed of myself. I feel like a lowlife prick teaser. He is a good friend and he doesn't deserve to be treated that way."
I pulled my finger out of her pussy and let the tip orbit her clit three or four times to spread some wetness. I began to massage it.
She cooed and said, "Oh, Luke. She thrust into my hand and held me tight against her." She said, "Please, let me finish. There is more and I need you to hear it."
I said, "You aren't in any trouble, Sweetheart. Spend another night in his bed. I know you want to do that anyway. He will be happy. I don't know why you are upset now and you weren't before he called."
She said, "Listen to what I am about to say. It is very important." She paused and I remained quiet. She continued, "I am upset because I have pushed him to his limit. This time he didn't ask me to sleep with him. He demanded that I do it. He told me to be in his bed Friday night." There was another pause and she said, "If I don't go to him this time, I think he will give up and tell me to go fuck myself. I think I have been hurting him. I may never see him again. I don't want to lose him, Luke."
I said, "Okay, Baby. Call him tomorrow and tell him that I gave you a pass. Let him think about having you until next Friday. He will be so happy to see you by then that he will never remember your teasing." Believe me, this is not a big deal. You are not in trouble with him. He would wait for you forever."
I felt her shudder and she sniffled a few times. She said, "I keep telling you. You need to listen to me." She finally had my attention. She said, "All the men that I have slept with have just been play toys that you have given me for my amusement. I am glad that they enjoy having me but my enjoyment of them is more important. I use them like living dildos. The only men that I have ever given myself to for their pleasure over mine have been you and Bobby. I intend to give myself to Ed that way. I am going to submit to him totally. I will allow him to take his pleasure with me in any way he chooses. In addition, if he asks me to stay with him for the rest of the weekend, I will want to grant him that."
She snuggled close to me and sniffled. She said, "If you don't want me to give him that much, then don't give me a pass." There was another sniffle and she said, "If you decide to not give it to me, I will understand and accept your decision. I will call Ed and tell him that I can't see him again. I will never go to the club again. Seeing him at his club would be a terrible thing for me to do. It would be as if I were taunting him." She shivered in my arms. She whispered, "I will always love you."
I didn't read my necklace. I didn't have to. I recited the words written there by heart. I spoke just loud enough for Linda to hear. I tried to make light of my decision. I said, "Call your big dicked fuck buddy and tell him you will be there Friday." I thought she would be all excited and shower me with kisses. She didn't.
She lay there quietly for a moment and then said, "There is one more thing."
I replied, "Linda, I can live with everything we have talked about. Mostly because you want to be with Ed and he is our friend. Hell, I'm actually smiling inside myself. I think this will make you happy and that is always my main goal in life. It is the reason we do this." I paused and added, "Let's don't push the situation much farther."
She said, "I want you to have your date with Caroline Bixby as you promised her. Take her somewhere special. I want to be alone in Ed's apartment with him."
I thought, "Wow. I had let her have an overnighter alone with Bobby once. I trusted him to take care of her. I knew the old Scotsman would have protected her with his life. I realized that I didn't trust Ed any less. I pity the poor bastard that would offend Linda in his presence. Hell, I liked the idea of totally immersing myself in Caroline for the time I could be with her. I have wanted her for a long time." I replied to Linda with one word, I said, "Okay." I got my shower of kisses.
She rolled away from me and sat on the edge of the bed. She took the receiver from the bedside phone and dialed the number for the club from memory. I lay there quietly and listened.
Someone answered and she asked for Ed. He was not available, so she asked to leave a message for him to call her back. She crawled back under the covers but she brought the phone with her. We assumed our previous position. I helped her and put my hand back on her pussy. I re-wet her button and tickled it some more.
She sniffled once and then giggled for me. She turned and kissed my chin. "She said, "I am so lucky to have you. I love you so much."
I laughed at the absurdity of this situation. She was lying naked in bed with me, telling me she loved me and trying to make a date to fuck one of my friends. I wasn't upset. I was okay with it. I laughed about it inside but not out loud. I had come a long way since we opened our marriage.
The phone rang. I only heard one side of the conversation. She said, "Hello...Hi Ed...I wanted to let you know. Luke has given me a pass...Yes, anything you want...He has a date with Caroline but they aren't going to stay with us. We can be alone...Okay, My Lover. I'll see you Friday...Sweet dreams. She hung up.
I said, "You lied to him." She looked at me with a question in her eyes. I said, "I don't have a date yet. Give me the phone. Then I realized I didn't know Caroline's number. Linda acted the part of the little sweetheart. She got out of bed and found the number for me.
I called Caroline and spoke with her for about two minutes. We made a deal to meet at the club Friday night. I told her that we wouldn't be staying with Ed and that we had about a ninety percent chance that we could stay out two nights if we wanted. I couldn't see Ed sending Linda home sooner than he must. Caroline was bubbling with anticipation. I became giddy at the thought of having her but I think I hid my elation fairly well. By the time we hung up, Linda had my cock in her mouth and I was very hard.
I rolled her over and easily slipped the monster inside her. I pretended to be rough in my voice. I said, "I want pussy, Girl." I stroked her once to seat the monster at the place he loves, so deep inside her. I paused there in her warmth.
She cooed and whispered, "Anything you want, My Luke." I felt her open herself to me and she surrendered unconditionally. I could almost envy Ed during the coming weekend, but I didn't need to. I have had her physically thousands of times and I would have her thousands of times more. She is mine, after all, all of the time. That includes the time I allow him to be with her.
We made love for over an hour. Make no mistake. That is what we were doing. I really got into enjoying her. I didn't think about anything or anyone else. I strived to give her pleasure. Periodically I would find another way to do that. We changed position several times. She had half a dozen minis and then we shared one soft sweet "I-Love-You" orgasm in the end. She called my name and climaxed quietly as I filled her with my seed. She wasn't thinking about Ed. Our love and the emotion that we shared wrapped us in a shield that protected us from anything and anyone who would come between us. It was still early but we didn't leave our bed. We had shared a lot of emotion and strengthened the bond between us. We slept blissfully in each other's arms through the night.
The following Monday was a workday for me. Linda kissed me awake. Wakeup time is the hardest part of my day. She makes it so pleasant for me when she can. She was already up. She had bathed and her hair was up in her signature ponytail. She was dressed in winter casual, long pants and sleeves. I like summer casual better. She promised breakfast in a half hour as an incentive to get me out of bed, into the shower and on my way to work.
Ham and eggs for me were on the dining table when I arrived downstairs. I sat and asked, Why aren't we using the kitchen island for breakfast, and why are you not eating?"
She replied, "The sunrise was beautiful this morning and the view is better from here." She paused and then answered my second question. She said, "If you must know, I was four pounds heavy this morning. I will not be having breakfast this week."
The weather was a little shitty so I left the TR3 in the barn and drove my truck to work. On the way in, I brought Caroline to mind. Truthfully, I couldn't have kept her out of it. I was definitely excited about our upcoming date. I drove the truck and daydreamed. I pictured Caroline dancing naked in candlelight. My mental image of her was contrived. I had never seen her nude. I had danced with her many times. I know that she feels good in my arms and she responds well to my touch. I intended to enjoy learning to have her sexually. Exploring a new woman is always a thrill for me. I became excited and when I parked outside my office, I had to sit in the truck for a moment. I had to think about other things and wait for my erection to subside.
I had our "Get the day started" meeting with Alice. My workload appeared to be light. Alice had just added a second young woman to her staff a couple months ago. The new girl took some of Alice's work and that allowed Alice to take responsibility for some of mine. I was looking forward to fewer hours in the office. I wanted to spend more time in the plant and truthfully, more time at play.
Alice left my office and I kicked back with a fresh cup of coffee. I thought about Caroline. I considered how I could entertain her for two nights and at least one full day. I had intended to spend the time in Ed's apartment with him and Linda. I could have just gone with the flow. Linda had a better Idea. She wanted to be alone with Ed.
I want them to be alone with each other too. Linda is trying to work out some issues with Ed and I think it will be easier for them if I am not around. The thought of being alone with Caroline excites me too.
Christopher Watkins popped into my mind. He is an old college buddy and I still hang with him some. We go fishing together a few times a year and I let him kill a deer off my hunting lease occasionally. He inherited an old Victorian home in the White Rock Lake area of Dallas. The house is huge and very old. He spent a small fortune restoring and updating the place after he came into possession of it. I thought Caroline might like to spend the weekend there.
I called him right then. He said that he had temporarily moved out of the place. It seemed that he had leased it out for a year to a local movie company. He said, "You don't hear much of it but there are quite a few movies made in Dallas."
I explained that I had a girlfriend that I thought would like to spend a weekend in his house. He knew I was married but he didn't know Linda and I were swingers. I allowed him to believe that Caroline and I were having a fling. I knew Chris would be discreet. I let him believe that I had trusted him with a great secret.
I said, "I wanted to use the Carriage House for next weekend." I had stayed there before. The place had a fantastic view of the lake on one side and the winter woods on the other. It was remote from the main house. The property was built originally in the horse and buggy days. Rich people of the time built a finely finished barn to store their carriages. It was remote from the house so that the aroma of the horses wouldn't offend the delicate senses of the ladies.
At the time of restoration, the second floor of the structure was turned into a completely modern apartment. The exterior was restored to its original condition. The place was the perfect hideaway.
Chris chuckled and replied, "It is available my friend. It is not a part of my lease agreement. I kept it separate to use as a get-away place. When do you need it?"
I answered, "From the middle of the day this coming Friday until late Sunday afternoon."
He said, "I haven't used the place in about a month. I will call my caretaker and see that the place gets cleaned, aired out and provided with new linens." He continued, "Do you remember where I keep the keys?" The deal was done.
The week dragged on and I became progressively more excited about seeing Caroline. When Friday finally came, Linda and I decided to take two cars. The weather turned off nice for the end of January. Forecasts were for the high fifties to low sixties with mostly sunny skies and light breezes. There was a cold front coming late Saturday.

Ramesh_Rocky · 14-03-2026, 02:30 PM

I drove the TR3 into Dallas early. The plan was for me to go grocery shopping and then check out the Carriage house and move in. I agreed to meet Linda at the club an hour earlier than usual. The last time she spent the night there, she had left her overnight case and all of her toiletries in the car. It had been an inconvenience. I expected that she would show up with serious luggage this time. Especially since I knew, she wanted to stay two nights.

I spent my driving time thinking about Caroline. She seemed extra special to me the more I thought of her. She was a pretty woman in a mousey down-home sort of way. Most of the women who came to the club tried to dress to the nines, just short of formal. Caroline goes to less trouble. She knew that her natural "girl-next-door" good looks would get her by. She did wear a little more makeup than Linda did but then she wasn't in Linda's class for looks. Don't misunderstand. She is pretty and she does dress well.
What made her special to me was what went on between her ears. She was patient and yet persistent. She had waited for this night for a long time and never lost her enthusiasm. She literally bubbled when I called her. I called her again today. She was still bubbling. She made me believe she wanted me as much as I wanted her. I couldn't wait to see her. I knew that we are about to participate in some heavy sex but in my mind, I just saw myself holding her and kissing her. The fucking could come later.
I bought food and wine for the carriage house and I had whiskey already in the car. I drove out there, carried everything in and stowed it away. Everything was perfect. The place looked like a fresh four-star bed and breakfast furnished with antiques. I sat on the balcony and watched a pair of small sailboats race along the near shore of the lake.
I decided that I should take Caroline somewhere special for dinner. I called my favorite steak house in the city. It was a small place on Lemmon Avenue called, Del Frisco's. I had no luck there. It was far too late to get a reservation. I was silly to call. I lucked out a Paul's Porterhouse. Reservations for two at ten thirty were available. I took them.
I was supposed to meet Linda at eight. I got there a few minutes early. Linda arrived right on time. I was surprised at how she was dressed. She was wearing jeans and a T-shirt with a light jacket. I knew then that she wasn't planning on going into the club. She was going to start their party as soon as I got the hell out of the way. We rang the bell at Ed's private entrance. Ed was expecting us and we didn't have to ring twice.
Linda kissed Ed but she didn't make a big show of it. Ed and I moved Linda's things in and we all had a drink together. Linda knew that I was supposed to meet Caroline at nine. She and Ed were decent enough to help me kill some time. I thought, "This situation should be awkward." It wasn't. At a quarter to nine, Linda came to me and gave me a good-bye kiss. She whispered in my ear, "Will you get the fuck out of here."
I told Ed bye and took Linda's hand. I led her to the door. She knew about the carriage house. She had stayed there with me once before. I gave her a card with the number for the phone there. I told her to call me if she needed me. I told her that if she didn't call, I would assume she was going to stay two nights and I would expect her at home before dark on Sunday.
She kissed me and said, "I'm going to stay until Sunday."
I chuckled and replied, "That's no big surprise."
She giggled and told me to have fun. She kissed me again and pushed me out the door.
I walked around the corner of the building and waited for Caroline at the main entry. Our timing was perfect. I only had to wait for a couple of minutes.
When she saw me standing in the dark beside the entrance, the broadest shit-eating grin spread across her face. She ran to me on her heels and threw her arms around my neck. I gathered her close and kissed her with no lost motion.
I said, "Linda is already in Ed's apartment. We won't see them for a while. We can leave now or we can go in for a drink and a dance but we have dinner reservations at ten-thirty."
She whispered, "Kiss me again and pinch me. I can't believe this is happening." I kissed her but I didn't pinch her. I just squeezed her boob. I was already holding it anyway.
She said, "I don't need a drink but I do want a dance. This is like my high college prom for me. I want everyone to see who brung me." Caroline is a country girl from deep East Texas. Her heritage becomes obvious in her speech patterns. She uses words that only exist in East Texas. Her accent is so sexy.
I ushered her into the cashiers' lobby. The young man behind the counter said, "Good evening Mr. Bowman. "Mr. Fuller has put you and your lovely date on the comp list. Everything is on the house this evening." He walked around the counter and put his hands on Caroline's upper rib cage.
I said, "Hold on son, what are you doing?"
He answered, "There is a discount if your lady is not wearing underwear. I have to check." Motion stopped but he continued to hold her.
I said, "Didn't you just tell me there would be no charges for me tonight?"
He replied, "Yes Sir. That is correct.
I laughed and said, "Well then, you don't have to feel her up, do you?"
He jerked his hands away from her. He said, "No Sir. That was the force of habit, I guess. I am sorry Mrs. Bixby."
Caroline giggled and said, "Oh that's all right Tommy. You have felt me up before." Tommy looked at me sheepishly. I laughed and shook my head at him. I led Caroline into the club.
We walked slowly but directly to the dance floor. Caroline walked beside me holding my arm in both of hers. Her smile was radiant. She was so proud to be with me finally. I was proud to be with her. I knew that all the men that were watching us wanted her. One or two of them might have had her but not many. She was another of the pretty girls that had the reputation of an ice queen.
We walked onto the floor. There was no music. The DJ wasn't working yet. I pulled Caroline into my arms and began humming The Blue Danube Waltz. I knew the melody by heart. It was my favorite classical Waltz. We danced. Caroline knew that I was drawing attention to us. I was showing her off. It made her very happy.
Thirty seconds later, the speakers crackled and then came to life. The sweet strings of the Vienna Philharmonic Orchestra flooded the room with my favorite Waltz. That recording lasts eight minutes or more. The DJ had come through. People began clapping.
Caroline was bubbling in my ear. She said, "I'm going to fuck your brains out." I held her and kissed her while we danced. We danced the whole eight minutes. Others came to the floor and we danced most of that time in a small crowd. We didn't display any real hanky-panky. We both knew what was coming.
After the dance was over, I asked, "Is there anything else before we leave, Pretty Lady?"
She whispered, "I need a moment in the powder room."
I walked with her on my arm all the way to the bathroom entrance and stood by the door until she returned. We walked to the exit and just as we got there, the first few bars of The Blue Danube Waltz blasted from the speakers at double volume. Everyone in the room cheered. Caroline and I turned to face them. I bowed low and she curtsied. We adjourned to the parking lot.
Caroline had two bags in her car. I moved them to the TR3, locked her car and we were off on our solo adventure. I felt like a younger man on his first date with a new girl. I was on a first date with a new girl and it felt good to feel younger.
Caroline leaned over the console and whispered, "If we were in my car, "I would be doing very nasty things to your beautiful body, right now."
I took her hand and placed it on the hard thing in my pants. I said, "I wish I had thought of that."
I escorted her into the subdued light of the restaurant. We were seated. Our waiter introduced himself and asked for our drink order. Caroline looked into his eyes and said, "I'll just have water. I must keep my wits about me when I hang out with this guy."
The waiter chuckled and said, "Very good, Ma'am."
I ordered a double Crown Royal on the rocks.
After the waiter left, Caroline asked, "Why are we here, Luke? We should be in bed together by now. How much longer are you going to make me wait?"
I smiled at her. "I answered, "I want to make the most of our time tonight. I want you very much. I want to get into your pants but I also want to get into your head. I want us to have some emotional interaction tonight. I wanted this time..." I hesitated and then said, "Think of this as the time for mental foreplay. I want to be closer to you."
While I looked across the table at her, her eyes misted up. She said, "Luke, I have been feeling a lot of emotion ever since you called me a week ago. I have waited for that call for a long time. Linda said that under the right circumstances you sometimes skip foreplay with her. If you knew how wet I am and how the butterflies are fluttering in my stomach you would know that we don't really need any foreplay of any kind."
I smiled and said, "Well, I'm hungry too."
She giggled and I called the waiter. Caroline ordered a six-ounce fillet and a small lobster tail. I ordered a sixteen-ounce Porterhouse. The waiter left.
She dabbed her eyes with her napkin and said, "Eat quickly. I am in a hurry." I chuckled.
My steak was perfect. I wolfed it down. I realized that I was in a hurry too.
We arrived at the carriage house. I noticed a flickering light in the windows as I drove up. I parked the car and hurried up the exterior stairway. When I got inside, I found a nice crackling fire in the fireplace. There was a note on the bar that said, "I came by to see that the place was cleaned properly. I laid the fire. There is plenty of wood on the balcony. Chris." I noticed also a full wood-box near the hearth.
I noticed there was also more booze behind the bar than there had been earlier and the fire did make the room cozy. It was the end of January. I returned to the car and retrieved Caroline and her luggage.
Caroline took a couple minutes to explore the place. I turned on the lights and twisted the rheostat until there was barely enough light to walk by in the room. The flicker from the fireplace made it perfect. I set the thermostat on the central unit to sixty. I figured the fire would keep it that warm in here but I wasn't planning to feed it all night. I would have better things to do.
By the time Caroline got back, I was stripped to the waist and taking my shoes off. She giggled and I looked up at her. She pulled her dress over her head in one easy motion and stepped out of her shoes. She beat me to the bed. I finished undressing and made a little show of it for her. I stood in the firelight and turned my profile to her. The monster was standing proud. I heard her gasp. My big head swelled.
I walked up beside her and she opened the covers for me. I said, "You are on my side."
She scooted to the other side of the bed without an argument. I lay down beside her and she pulled the blankets over us. She snuggled close to me and I pulled her closer. Her hands were methodically exploring my body.
She said, "I've never been in bed with this much muscle before." My big head swelled some more. She continued, "I really feel weird being here with my friend's husband. Are you sure that Linda knows that you are here with me? If you belonged to me I wouldn't share you with anyone."
I thought, "Oh my God. She is a talker. I need to stick something in her mouth." The proximity of her smooth naked body was having an effect on me.
She said, "The firelight really flattered you." She slid her hand along the length of my hard cock. She said, "This thing might be too big for me." Then she asked, "Why did you have to have that side of the bed?"
I said, flippantly, "I just wanted the warm spot." She dropped my cock and grabbed a hand full of my balls but she didn't squeeze.
She asked, "Are you planning to be mean to me all weekend?"
I chuckled but I really didn't know if I was in real danger. After all, this was a strange woman. I answered, "No Ma'am. I plan on being very good to you." She giggled and let my nuts slip out of her grasp.
She began moving to the superior position. She planted a knee on either side of me and brought my cock to a vertical position in her hand. She placed me at her entrance and started a slow slide down my shaft. She said, "I have a warm spot for you." She paused when I was completely inside her. She lay on my chest and kissed me. She said, "This thing fits perfectly. That makes me happy. I'm going to start being very good to you right now and we are going to skip the foreplay."
I thought, "There is some aggression in her." I hadn't seen that before. It helped to turn me on a little more.
Her Kegel muscles flexed and grabbed hold of me. She pulled away and it felt like my cock was being dragged out of a hot wet sleeve. Her pussy felt so good. When only the head was still inside, she relaxed around me and swallowed me completely. She did it again and then again. This was a new technique. One I had never experienced before. It was good. God, it was so-o-o-o good.
Her pussy was extremely warm and very wet. It was also slippery and it was squeezing me tightly. I thought, "Now, those are all very good attributes for a pussy. I like this girl more and more." I knew one thing. If I didn't take control, I was going to lose control. She was dragging me toward the edge of a nice but very short-lived quickie.
I wanted our first union to be more than that. I wanted her scent in my nostrils and the taste of her in my mouth. I wanted her to feel needed and appreciated. I wanted to bathe her in the pleasure that she came here for. The thing I needed the most was to make her cum. I wanted to make her cum several times. I could always draw my share of pleasure from her. She was fucking me like a wild woman. I was about to cum. I thought, "Don't lose control, not yet."
I began to roll us over. I wanted her on her back with me where I could control the action. She struggled briefly to maintain her position of superiority. It was a futile endeavor on her part. She didn't have nearly the strength to contend with me. At the last second, before I erupted, I pulled my cock out of her grasping pussy and flipped her over. I lay on top of her. She started some verbal protest so I stuck my tongue in her mouth to shut her up. She was still fighting me but with no real conviction. I gave myself the few critical seconds I needed to step away from the edge.
While I kissed her, I felt her body relax. She surrendered. She was new to me and I had not yet learned her body language but this gesture was unmistakable. She had in fact surrendered. I knew that now she would accept what I offered.
I raised myself high enough to be able to focus on her pretty face. Her eyes fluttered open and she looked into my eyes. I was still holding her in place. I released her and she didn't move a muscle. She let the breath that she had been holding escape and drew another before she allowed a soft moan escape from deep in her chest. I brushed her hair out of the way and kissed her eyes and then the cute freckles on her nose. I kissed her lips lightly and let my tongue ripple along the edge of her upper teeth. I touched her clit with a finger. It was already wet so I teased it a bit. She moaned, Um-m-m-m.
I whispered in her ear, "I will let you have your way with me but you deserve much more than a little quickie. I love foreplay. I'm not going to let you skip it. I tickled her clit a bit more and took a nipple in my mouth. I spent the next several minutes licking and sucking. I explored her body. I searched for and found several of her erogenous zones. It's fun learning to please a new girl.
She slipped off to a world of her own for a few minutes. Her only communications with me were a series of sweet coos and whimpers. I brought her to the brink of her first little orgasm and then helped her have it just before I sucked her clitoris into my mouth. She flinched and another minor wave of pleasure moved through her. She cooed and her pussy came up from the bed into my face. Her hands held me in place and she fucked my face slowly. I helped her through another mini and then slipped a finger inside her channel. I touched her G-spot for the first time.
She responded immediately as if I had surprised her. She held her breath and the elapsed time between minis went to zero. They came back to back in a series of five or six. She pressed my face hard into her pussy and exploded. She was not a screamer but she talked in a high-pitched voice. It was like that of a demon in a scary movie. She loudly expressed her appreciation of me and God and several other entities, I think. My big head swelled. Her demon voice didn't scare me a bit.
We got our rhythm and moved well through her convulsions. As they subsided, my big head swelled some more. I was very proud of giving her this experience on our first try. We relaxed together but she didn't release her hold on me. My face was still buried in her sweet pussy. I became aware of her scent and the taste I had in my mouth. I had wondered about them earlier. There was no artificial smell or taste of fruit or flowers. This was the natural nectar from her sweet honey pot. It was wonderful.
The monster twitched. He was telling me it was his turn. As it turned out it wasn't.
Motion returned to Caroline's body. It came slowly at first as a slight pitch and roll in her hips. She was gently fucking my face again. She made me understand that she wanted more of what I had just given her. I helped her with no hesitation. I sucked her clit and flicked it with my tongue. I teased and then tortured her inside sweet spot with some rougher treatment.
She skipped the minis this time and went straight to the big show. Her second orgasm was a modified repeat of her earlier performance. The modifications were increased depth and length. She became almost violent, in frenzy even. It lasted so long that I was afraid for her. She might have hurt herself.
Suddenly it became very important for me to have my dick inside this woman. While she was still cumming, I wrested myself free of her grip and crawled up her body. I filled her sweet pussy full of very hard cock and stuffed my tongue in her mouth at the same time. She just kept cumming. I love multi-orgasmic women.
I was able to hold myself in check until she reached her peak and began to come down. After that, it was a bit easier. I wanted her to have one more. I fucked her slowly with short strokes all the way to her bottom. When her utterances turned from moans and whimpers to sweet coos, I knew it was over for her. All motion stopped.
I held her in place under me and let a portion of my weight rest on her. My cock was still inside her and I could feel my pulse in it. I wondered if she could. We lay there for a couple minutes catching our breath. I knew I had to do something soon. I was near the ragged edge. I was going to lose it any minute now even if she never moved again.
She whispered in my ear, "That's enough foreplay, Luke. Please let me fuck you."
I held her in place and rolled to my back without losing contact. I relaxed and closed my eyes. She brought her knees up beside me and sat up. She placed her hands in the center of my chest and supported her upper body that way. She started a soft rolling grind with her pelvis. The feeling was unbelievable. Her pussy massaged my cock and twisted it in several directions with each repetition of her stroke.
I thought, "This woman is not new to this. She is demonstrating some fine techniques." I opened my eyes to look at her. She was a vision in the flickering firelight. Her dark hair was moving in her face. It seemed to be in harmony with her body's motion. Her breasts were dancing in front of me. The sight of them mesmerized me. They were very firm and she carried them high. I took one of them in my hand. I had held her earlier while we danced and I had watched them move under her dress at dinner. I hadn't properly appreciated them before now. I thought, "Magnificent."

Ramesh_Rocky · 15-03-2026, 02:44 PM

I raced to the edge of orgasm and tried to make a deal with the monster to wait for her. I couldn't get a real commitment from him. All he said was, "I'll try."

She fucked me for another minute. I waited. She laid her beautiful boobs on my chest and kissed me. The movement in her body changed. She began to fuck me as she had earlier. Her pussy became the tight slippery sleeve that it was before. She squeezed me as she pulled away and then she relaxed as she enveloped my cock again. She started slowly but her tempo increased as she went. It was so-o-o go-o-o-od.
Within about twenty strokes, I lost it. In my mind, I tried to think of a word to describe my orgasm. I couldn't. All I could do was give myself to it. I lay there without moving and felt the monster throb as he transferred my essence to her. Something in my head said, "Make her pregnant, Luke." Somewhere in the fog that was my mind, I heard her speak. I thought, "My-my, she is a talker."
She had whispered in my ear, "I'm cumming, Luke."
To be continued...

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-03-2026, 02:17 AM

She fucked me for another minute. I waited. She laid her beautiful boobs on my chest and kissed me. The movement in her body changed. She began to fuck me as she had earlier. Her pussy became the tight slippery sleeve that it was before. She squeezed me as she pulled away and then she relaxed as she enveloped my cock again. She started slowly but her tempo increased as she went. Her coordination was perfect. It was so-o-o go-o-o-od.

Within a very short time, I lost it. In my mind, I tried to think of a word to describe my orgasm. I couldn't. All I could do was to give myself over to it. I lay there without moving and felt the monster throb as he transferred my essence to her wonderful female body. Something in my head said, "Make her pregnant, Luke." Somewhere in the fog that was my mind, I heard her speak. I thought, "My-my, she is a talker."
She had whispered in my ear, "I'm cumming, Luke."
I was nearing the end of my orgasm but I was still lost in it. Something in her words caused a snap in my mind. I felt a powerful need to give this sweet unassuming woman much more than I had already given her. I had to help her through this last cum.
While my cock was still throbbing inside her, I rolled her over and somehow found enough strength and energy to fuck her hard. She melted in my arms. Her legs wrapped themselves around me and her ankles locked behind me. She met my every thrust with great urgency. I fucked her rhythmically and with force that I didn't know, I could muster. She became more vocal than she had been.
My orgasm ended before hers. She was still cumming hard. I knew it was over for me. I had overused every muscle in my body. They all burned. I could feel my erection becoming weaker. I tried hard to keep going. I only had a few seconds of ability left but I wanted her to have them.
The sounds that she made were new to me and I didn't know how to interpret them. They had been strong and loud. Now they were just whimpers. She collapsed under me as the last of my strength ebbed away. I smiled to myself. It had been a close run thing, but I hadn't disappointed her. I promised to pace myself better the next time. Still, I was proud. My big head swelled some. I knew that I could learn to please this exciting woman.
We lay there and let our entangled bodies cool while we caught our breath. At length, she moved. It was to snuggle closer to me. She was seeking warmth. I pulled the covers over us and we repositioned and made ourselves comfortable together. I held her very close. She didn't talk. We didn't move again for half an hour.
I didn't sleep. I don't think she did either. I lay there and thought about her. I had known her for most of a year. I had always thought of her as a quiet little mousey "girl-next-door type." She had always been soft and sweet in her demeanor. She had always made me understand what she wanted from me but she had never demanded anything. She waited patiently for this night without ever losing interest. For the life of me, I couldn't understand why I had let her wait so long.
Her personality changed as soon as I brought her into this place. She changed this carriage house one room and a bath apartment into a love palace. She became a cross between an aggressive sex goddess and a fucking machine. I thought about seeing her in the firelight a little while ago. She had been an easy to look at girl that might have been a little above average in the looks department. The firelight morphed her into a raving fucking beauty. Was it magic? It might be that my mind's eye sees what it wants to see. Beauty may actually be in the eye of the beholder.
I thought about it for a minute. I came to understand. She is a witch. She is using magic on me. She has cast a beautiful spell over me. I thought, "That's okay. I hope she has some magic left." Then I thought, "After I rest up, of course." I chuckled to myself.
Her quiet whimpers had ceased long ago and she had been still. There were sounds again. She was crying softly. Those kinds of gentle sobs generate apprehension in me. I wondered if I had hurt her or if I had done something wrong. I pulled her closer and held her a bit tighter. My movements let her know that I was awake and aware of her.
She kissed my cheek and snuggled closer. She sniffled twice and tried to suppress her crying.
I asked, "What's wrong?"
She answered, "Oh Luke. Nothing is wrong. I waited so long for this night and you have made it so good for me. You started with the dance at the club to make me feel special. Everything since that has been incredible. You have made me feel as if the whole universe revolves around me. The extagony that we just shared was especially wonderful. You have given me your complete attention. That is what I wanted. I was never sure I could have it. Everything is perfect."
I squeezed her.
She said, "It's going to be very difficult for me not to fall in love with you." She paused and then almost under her breath, she giggled. She whispered, "Oops, it's too late. It has already happened. I love you, Luke." There was another pause and she continued, "Linda will think I am such a pest." She giggled a bit louder.
I asked, "Why will Linda think that?"
She answered, "I will be following you around like a little puppy dog for the rest of my life." She rolled over on top of me and kissed me as if she meant it. I kissed her back. I think I wanted her to mean it.
She whispered, "I have to get up."
I held her in place for another few seconds and then released her. She slid off me and out of bed. I watched her as she walked to the bathroom. I couldn't help myself. She was naked in the firelight again.
I thought, "I definitely don't want to run out of firelight." I got up, banked the fire and added two more logs. The flicker in the room intensified. The room's temperature was probably in the low-sixties. I thought, "Perfect."
I moved around the room. First, I turned the electric lighting completely off except for one small light on the vent-a-hood in the kitchenette. Next, I went to the thermostat and turned the central heat off. I reasoned that the fireplace would keep the temperature where it was now until it burned out. We would be in a warm bed by then. We could snuggle and keep each other warm. I would leave the small space heater in the bathroom on so it would stay warm in there.
I was trying audibly to follow Caroline's ablutions in the bathroom. I easily heard the shower when she turned the water on. I stood by the fire in thought for another minute. I wanted to share her shower. I had supplied everything we would need earlier. Towels and toiletries were already there but I brought more of my own. I had also brought robes for both of us.
I went into the bathroom and quietly took a leak. I pissed on the inside of the bowl instead of in the water.
I tapped on the shower door and Caroline opened it and invited me in. She was already soaking wet and slippery with soap. I love to hold a woman under those conditions.
The smile on her face was enough to rekindle the fire inside me. She came into my arms and whispered, "Now, you have come to make my bath special." She stood on her toes with both arms around my neck. She kissed me. She allowed me to explore her silky smooth body with both hands. During the kiss, I managed to touch everything important. She giggled sweetly for me.
We bathed each other with some intimate touches and tickles. Her touch made the monster move. He made me understand that he would be up for more play this evening. He twitched in her hand and she giggled again.
I absorbed the beauty of her body in detail for the first time. She was small. Maybe an inch taller than the pixie I was married to and a very few pounds heavier. She wasn't as hard as Linda was but the pronounced feminine curves of her body excited me. Her hair was neither brown nor black but something soft and warm in between. Her eyes were blue, both deep and dark. They were the perfect accent to her face. The petite freckled nose and the small dimples on either side of her perfect mouth made her into a vision for me to hold on to forever. She truly was the "girl-next-door," personified. The enthusiasm that bubbled out of her made her so special. I felt very lucky to be there with her.
We dried and I asked if she was hungry.
She answered, "A snack would be nice."
I helped her into the cotton flannel robe that I had brought for her. I said, "I will fix us something while you dry your hair. I donned my robe from Scotland and went to the kitchen. Slippers would have been nice but I hadn't brought any for either of us. The hardwood floors were cold. I tried to stay on the throw rugs that were in the room.
I built one nice ham and cheese sandwich. I finished it with lettuce, tomato and mayonnaise. The bread was fresh and soft. I cut it in half, diagonally and put it on two small plates. I opened a small bag of potato chips for us to share and drew two glasses of tap water. Even that small repast looked as if it were too much. We had just had a serious dinner.
Caroline came into the room. The firelight did its magic again. Her robe accented every sweet curve of her body. I rose and helped seat her at the small old wooden table.
Before I sat, I asked, "Will you need something else?"
She smiled and said, "No. This is enough. You are making me feel special again."
We ate in silence for a minute or two. I said, "Define the word, extagony, for me."
She looked up at me and her grin was impish.
I said, "You used it earlier. You talked about the extagony that we shared. I've never heard the word. What does it mean?"
She cast her eyes down to the tabletop and then looked up at me. She quietly said, "Extagony is a word that was coined by a friend of a friend. It means sex that is so good it hurts."
I flinched. I asked, "Did I hurt you?"
She took my hand in hers, smiled coyly and answered in one word, "Exquisitely." She giggled and continued, "We fit together perfectly. You are just a mite too big for me. You overfill me the slightest bit but that doesn't cause pain. It enhances my pleasure. I feel so full when you are inside me. The hurt comes from the energy you put into taking me. Then there is an emotional pain that comes with the will you demonstrate when you give yourself to me for my pleasure. Sex with you is so g-o-o-o-d it hurts." There was a pause and she giggled. She said, "All of our sex won't be like that, but I wish it could be." She leaned over and kissed my cheek.
I thought, "Here she is, casting another magic spell. I knew because I could feel it working. My big head swelled some more but this time the little head did too. The monster moved.
She said, "I saw a bottle of Linda's wine in the refrigerator. May I have a sip?"
I answered, "Certainly. I know you like it. That's why I brought it." I opened the wine and sat it on the counter to let it breathe a moment while I fixed myself a double Crown, rocks.
The fire had burned down some and the room was cooling. Caroline moved to the hearth. I finished making our drinks and joined her there.
She savored her first sip and said, "Linda must like me a lot. She allows me this time with you and now she is sharing her wine with me." She giggled.
I said, "Linda does like you but she is having her fun. She has been looking forward to being with Ed again." I paused and then said, "I had rather talk about something else. Tell me about your friend that coins words."
She said, "Okay, it will take a few minutes."
I said, "We have time and we can have another drink if need be."
She began to explain. "My friend's name was, Francoise Athenais de Rochechouart de Mortemart. She was also known as, Athenais de Montespan. Her title was, Marquise de Montespan. I called her Athena. We were friends in an earlier life. It was actually one of her early lovers that coined the word." She paused and then asked, "What do you know of French history and the reign of Louis XIV during the late 1600's?"
I thought, "What delightful bullshit. This girl is going to prove to be fun to talk with. That is very good. We can't fuck all the time." I answered truthfully, "Very little. I have heard of King Louis XIV. I think he was one of the more important French monarchs."
She continued, "Politically he was the most important French monarch ever. He became king before his fifth birthday and reigned for over seventy-two years. That was far longer than any other European ruler, ever. He held great power in all of Europe. During his time, he brought France to the forefront in military power. No one could contend with him on land or sea. He also brought French art and culture out of the dark ages to the world pinnacle."
I said, "Well Okay. "How was your friend connected to him?"
She laughed and then replied, "When you got past politics and looked at Louis's personal life, you would find that he was quite the swinger. He had many mistresses. At that time, Athena was undoubtedly the sexiest bitch on the planet. She became the king's Maitresse - en - Titre. Loosely translated that means, The King's main squeeze. That was an actual position in the royal court and came with many benefits, financial and otherwise." She hesitated and asked, "May I have another glass of wine?"
My glass was empty too. I made us each a new drink.
She continued, "Athena wielded much power from that position. She was absolutely the most powerful woman in the world. She stayed in power for many years and gave the king seven children. Six of them became royalty by decree. King Louis XIV legitimized them by claiming them as his." She hesitated and then said, "History may not be entirely accurate here. There might have been as many as ten kids."
A moment later she said, "Anyone that had sex with Athena would describe it as "Extagony." She giggled and added, "Including me." After a moment, she added, "In this life, I sometimes use her name when I want to be incognito.
I asked, "Did you just tell me that you are bisexual?"
She smiled and blushed again. She said, "Truthfully, I have enjoyed being with women and the right woman could excite me again. That was before my marriage, of course and in my earlier lives. I have noted that my relationships with women produce far fewer complications than those I have with men." After a short pause, she continued, "I have fantasized about traveling to the early 1400's and having a beautiful affair with Joan of Arc. (Jeanne d'Arc) I dreamed that she could call me back to that time at will. She was a witch, you know?"
I said, "Caroline, I think you are the sexiest bitch on the planet right now."
She spilled the few drops that were left of her wine and literally jumped into my arms. She said, "I would give anything if you really believed that." While we kissed, I robbed her of some of her warmth by undoing her robe and allowing my hands to explore her body. I stripped the robe off her and she seemed to dance in the flickering light as she padded away to our bed. I put two more logs on the fire and doused the light in the kitchen before I joined her. There was no argument over the warm spot this time. There wasn't one. We made one big enough for both of us.
Lust for her welled up in me beyond what I had experienced before. It had to be magic. I hoped she would never run out. I forcibly flopped her over on her back and lay on top of her. I kissed her and let almost all of my weight press her into the soft bed. I slipped a finger inside her and probed for the wetness that I knew would be there. She was very wet.
I raised my head so that I could look into her eyes. I said, "Now is the time to skip the foreplay." I slowly slid a slightly oversized but very hard cock into her until she was barely overfilled.
She cooed and whispered, "Yes, Luke. Skip the foreplay." I watched her big eyes get bigger. I could feel the raw joy in her as she spread her legs a bit more and her body relaxed as she opened herself to receive me. Her bottom came off the mattress as she met my gentle thrust. She experienced a little one right then. The weakest shiver passed through her. She cooed.
I fucked her slowly and went very deep for a long time. I helped her have her mini orgasms when they came to her but I steered her away from a big one. I intended for this to last a long time. I never let myself go too near the edge. I fucked her slowly.
We changed position and I allowed her on top when she asked. She fucked me without a change in tempo and with no real urgency. Her Kegel muscles taunted and teased me. I had her doggy style for a few minutes. We were having fun together. We were both teaching and we were both learning.
I was learning about her. I came to understand what her coos and whimpers meant. I knew that moans and groans meant she was experiencing something on a deeper level. I made her understand that when she needed something I wasn't giving her, all she had to do was ask. It became easier for her to talk to me. She learned that I wasn't likely to give her total control but I would bend to her will easily and most willingly. She never fought with me for dominance again unless it was just a playful thing. I learned that when I dominated her and used a little of my superior strength to get my way, she enjoyed it immensely. I knew she would enjoy being force fucked. I resolved to let that happen when we knew each other better. I laughed to myself and thought, "Maybe tomorrow."
I penetrated her to the limit of my length. I could feel her heartbeat deep inside her. I hoped that she could feel mine. I kissed her, held her close and fucked her.
We talked, experimented and fucked for a long time. I didn't know how much time passed but I looked at the fireplace and there was barely a flicker of flame left.
At length, she moaned and whispered, "Help me cum. Help me, Luke, right now."
I modified my angle of penetration and stroke to attack her G-spot a little more vigorously. She had her big one easily and very quickly. I forcefully held her in place. I stuck my tongue in her mouth and kissed her through the whole thing. I deprived her of air and she came hard. I kept myself in check and continued to fuck her.
Five minutes later, she had caught her breath and was asking for a second one. She said, "Please, Luke. Fuck me harder. It's happening again for me."
I did as she asked. She went over the edge. This one was deeper than the first one. She was lost in it. I don't think she knew who she was or where she was. Her orgasm consumed her. When I understood what was happening, I fucked her harder and she went even deeper into her throes of ecstasy. She became very loud and her movements became uncoordinated and almost violent. She screamed louder than Linda ever had. I was sure that people in the big house would have heard her.
I lost it. There wasn't any way I could control myself through that. At least, this time I was ahead of the power curve. Her orgasm was almost over and mine had just started. I fucked her hard for my own pleasure right through my last powerful spasm and then a little longer. She had become quiet and seemed to be resting in contentment beneath me. She was breathing deeply but easily. I kept fucking her with slow easy strokes as long as there was any authority left in my erection. That wasn't as long as I wanted it to be.
I rolled off her and she snuggled close to me. She kissed me soulfully and I enjoyed every second of it. She whispered, "That hurt so good. It was the definition of extagony." She giggled.
I looked at the fireplace. There wasn't any fire left. All I could see was one small glowing ember. The room was very dark. I wondered what time it was but I didn't care enough to find out.
Ten minutes passed. I was holding Caroline in my favorite spoon position. I thought she had gone to sleep but she hadn't.

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-03-2026, 02:21 AM

She said, "I have to get up. Linda told me that I always had to be sparkly for you."

I drew her close to me and held her tighter. I replied, "Let's not be fanatical about that. Let's take a half hour for us. We can call it "cuddle time." If you want to get up afterward, I will go with you."
She giggled and said, "Okay."
I thought she would fall asleep and I could follow her. We could shower in the morning. I wanted to hold her and the odor of our sex didn't offend me.
It didn't happen that way. About thirty minutes later, she escaped my grasp and slid out of bed. I gave her five minutes and followed her into the shower. I was glad for the space heater in the bathroom.
We were careful this time not to get her hair wet. We were almost successful. She needed only a couple minutes with the hairdryer when we finished. I did the honors for her and she said that I was making her feel special again. She was special.
I asked, "What now?"
She said, "Finish with my hair and take me back to that warm bed. I promise I will let you sleep." I led her back to the bed in the semi darkness and then made a detour to the kitchen. I turned the small light back on and checked the clock. It was after four in the morning. I thought, "No wonder I am sleepy." I thought about turning the central heat on but decided against it. I put more wood in the fireplace. There were still very hot coals hiding under the ashes. The new logs burst into flame before I got back in bed.
I forced myself to stay awake until I was sure she was asleep. It was only a few minutes. I spent one of those minutes thinking about Linda. I had a selfish thought. I hoped she wasn't having as much fun as I was. I held Caroline and slipped easily into sleep. I dreamed about this medieval witch that I was holding. She was casting spells over me.
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I woke to a room filled with sunlight and the smells of coffee and frying bacon. I peeked through one eye. The curtains had been drawn back on two strategic windows to let the light in. There was a strange woman in the kitchenette. In a moment, I recognized her as the witch.
Her look had changed again. She was butt assed naked. Her hair was fluffed and mussed. She looked like a wild woman. She moved about her tasks as a powerful young tigress would. She was apparently preparing some potent magical potion and pouring it into a cup.
The electric heat was on. She had evidently found the thermostat.
She walked toward me. On the way, she morphed again. Her hair remained mussed but she changed into the mousey little "girl-next-door" that I had brought here last night. She wafted the magic potion in my face. It had the aroma of very good coffee.
Suddenly the memories that we had made together last night, flooded into my head. I looked up into her face and a ray of sunshine touched her and did its magic. Suddenly she was un-fucking-believably beautiful again. The monster moved.
I sat up and took the cup from her. I had one wonderful sip from it and sat it on the nightstand. I forcefully grabbed the witch and dragged her under the covers with me. I held her naked body close to mine and kissed her whether she liked it or not. Her giggles and coos said that she liked it.
She snuggled close and let me hold her for a few seconds. She spoke softly. She said, "I have designs of my own along these lines but right now the bacon is burning." I let her escape. I should have said, "Fuck the bacon," and kept her there with me. The monster had been aroused.
I got up and donned my robe. I started across the cold floor to the bath. I jumped back onto a rug and Caroline laughed at me. I looked at her. She was the "girl-next-door," again.
I relieved myself, washed my hands, brushed my teeth and splashed some water in my face. I finally came fully awake. I realized I was famished and I wanted to be with my bunkmate.
Caroline was wearing her robe and breakfast was on the old table when I got there. She had prepared, toast and scrambled eggs to go with the bacon. She had found a jar of honey somewhere. I hadn't brought it. It was all good and the coffee was extremely good.
I tried to lay out a plan for the day. I didn't have much luck. I got as far as helping to clean up the kitchen and then I thought it might be a good time to force-fuck the witch. The monster was more excited than he should have been. I realized that she had probably cast a spell on him too. These were all happy thoughts. She could read my mind. She giggled. I looked up at her and she blushed like a little girl that had never had a dick inside her before. I wondered if she could blush at will, as Linda does.
I said, "Thanks, Sweetness. Breakfast was very nice."
She answered, "You made me feel special all last night. I intend to make you feel special all day today." I was thinking of a way to make her feel special right now but we were interrupted.
I heard footsteps on the outside stair. Presently there was a knock on the door.
I answered it. There was a young man standing there. He said, "My name is Ronnie. I am with a film company. We are doing a shoot this afternoon and using this property as a backdrop. My boss has sent me to ask if you could put your car inside or at least hide it behind this building. Cars like that didn't exist in the time we are trying to depict."
I said, "Sure thing. I can do that for you."
He said, "Thanks. There is one other thing. Please don't show yourselves outside between one and three o'clock this afternoon. We will be shooting then." I agreed to comply with that request too.
He said, "Thanks again. We do hate to bother you and we do appreciate your help."
Caroline had walked up behind me. She asked, "What is the movie about?" She pulled her light flannel robe tighter around her in the chilly air. The gesture enhanced her look substantially. The young man took a new notice of her."
He laughed and said, "I really don't have any idea about the plot. It takes place in the twenties by the look of the props and costumes that I have seen. I'm just a roustabout." As he turned to walk down the stair, he said, "Thanks again," and then paused. He asked, "Would the two of you like to be in it."
Caroline giggled and asked, "What would we have to do?"
He answered, "Nothing really. I'm sure my boss could fit you in as extras. You have been so nice. You would have to dress in period costumes and just walk or sit where you were directed." He paused and chuckled. He said, "It pays five dollars a day."
Caroline giggled and looked at me. She said, "Let's do it, Luke. I love playing dress-up."
The young man fished a business card from his pocket and handed it to me. He said, "This is my boss's card. Just ask anyone at the big house where he is. I will see him in a few minutes and tell him you are coming." He paused and said, "You should probably get dressed and walk down there pretty soon. Showtime is in about two hours. It might take that long to get dressed and receive your instructions."
I said, "Okay, I'll hide the car and we will be on our way." I was warming to the idea. It might be fun.
Caroline and I dressed winter casual and walked through the main entrance of the big house about half an hour later. I had the business card. It read, "Robert Jenkins, Assistant to the Director." We found him easily enough. He was the one making all the noise.
We walked up to him. I waited for a break in his diatribe and introduced myself. I said. "Mr. Jenkins, I am Luke Bowman and this is my Caroline."
Before I could go on, he said, "Please, everyone calls me Bob." He shook my hand warmly and said, "You must be the couple from the carriage house. Thank you so much for helping us with the car."
I said, "That wasn't a problem. You gave me an excuse to find the key to the garage and I had rather my car be inside anyway."
He took Caroline's hand and bowing slightly, brought it to his lips and kissed it. They smiled at each other. He said, "My young protégé said that you were coming and would like an extra's part." He paused and looked at us through the eyes of a photographer. "He said, "If you don't mind my saying so, you are an impressive looking couple. I think you would both be photogenic in close up. Would you be interested in a slightly expanded part?"
I could feel Caroline's enthusiasm rise. I asked, "Expanded?"
He replied, "Well, still no dialog and you would only appear in this scene. You wouldn't have to come back." He hesitated a few seconds and then continued, "You would have to be willing to kiss your Caroline on camera."
Caroline giggled and blushed again. I know she does that on purpose. I answered him, "We can do that."
He said, "Show me. French kiss her right now. I need to see how it will look."
I chuckled and said, "My pleasure, Sir. I think I'm going to like working for you." I gathered a willing and giggling Caroline into my arms and kissed her. She allowed her body to melt against mine as she parted her lips to receive me. I closed my eyes and kissed her.
Bob said, "Yes, that's good. Hold it for me for a few seconds. I peeked. He moved around us and observed from several angles. He moved about fifteen feet away and checked us out the same way. At length, he said, "Okay, that's enough."
I was into the kiss by then. I held her a bit tighter and kissed her for another few seconds before I allowed her to step back. She had become a little dreamy and didn't want it to end either. Finally, she did take an unsteady step back from me as she sighed and fanned her face with a hand.
Bob chuckled and said, "I think you will do fine. It appears to me that you have done that before." He waved his hand in a beckoning motion and a woman of about my age came to us. Bob introduced us to her. Her name was Hamilton. Bob said, "Dress these two as lovers walking in the park. Have them made-up for a fifteen foot close up in natural daylight." He turned back to us and said, "Come find me at twelve-thirty. I just wrote your parts in my head. I will have written instructions for you by then.
Mrs. Hamilton asked us to accompany her and we did. We were back in the main foyer looking for Bob at precisely twelve-thirty. Caroline was dressed as what they called "Flappers" in the twenties. They had me in a brown short suit jacket and matching pants. The pants were straight legged and cut two inches short with cuffs, for shit's sake. I had to wear a tie and make-up too, for that matter. The colors were atrocious browns and yellows. I looked like a clown but Caroline was cute. Mrs. Hamilton assured us that our attire was proper. Bob was pleased with us. He spent more time looking at Caroline than me.
Bob handed each of us a single sheet of instructions. He went over them with us personally. We walked outdoors and out to the sidewalk. Across the street, there was a sidewalk, about twenty yards of parkland under huge native pecan trees and then the lake.
On cue, we were to stroll leisurely from one point on the sidewalk. A car full of rowdy teenagers would approach from in front of us. A camera truck would be following it and filming. I noticed several fixed cameras located strategically along the street.
We were to stop and be kissing when the two vehicles passed us. The kids in the car would whoop and cheer for us. We were to hold the kiss for several seconds after the truck passed. Bob told me the exact time that we had to be on our mark and said to start the kiss while the approaching vehicles were a hundred yards away. He assured me that nothing was critical but we should get it as close as possible. That was it.
I chuckled inside. I thought, "That damn fool, Bob, is going to pay me five dollars for kissing Caroline. I would have done it for nothing." I laughed aloud and then had to explain myself to Caroline. She giggled with me.
I said, "Sweetheart, It is over an hour before we do our trick. Would you like to walk back to the carriage house and have a drink?"
She thought for a second and said, "We had better not." She paused and looked into my eyes. She said, "You introduced me to Bob as "Your Caroline." You made me feel special again. The next time I have you alone, I'm going to give you the sweetest blowjob you ever had. It will be world class and last a long time. If we go to the carriage house, we will never get back here on time." She stood on her toes, kissed my cheek and giggled. She looked down at the ground and blushed.
I said, "Damn it, Girl. Quit blushing like that."
She giggled and said, "Linda taught me how to do that. She said it would turn you on."
I said, "It does. Quit it."
She looked across the street and said, "Take me to that bench down by the lake. We can sit in the sunshine and talk until time for us to play our part in this epic cinematic production." She continued, "We can rehearse some if you want." She tilted her head, looked down at the ground and moved some dirt around with one of her toes. She made me laugh.
I took her to the bench and we sat. Two big fox squirrels appeared at our feet but when we didn't feed them, they went on their way.
I said, "There is something I want to ask you. If you think I'm being nosey just say so."
She said, "What, my Luke?" She had her hand on my thigh. She squeezed my flesh there.
I asked, "How did you and Larry become swingers?"
She replied, "We aren't swingers."
I said, "Well, you could have fooled me."
She laughed and said, "Larry and I had been married for eight years. We were monogamous, or at least I thought we were. I caught him cheating. He was fucking a supposed friend of mine. That made it much worse. I threw his ass out on his ear."
I said, "And then you calmed down and let him come home."
She said, "I stayed away from him for three months and didn't even let him see our daughter, Angie. I had conspired with the trashiest divorce lawyer I could find. It was our intent to leave him penniless and living on the street. For some reason, I didn't pull the trigger on the divorce. Larry called and begged me to have dinner with him."
She said, "If I had known it was him, I wouldn't have answered the phone but when I learned who it was, I didn't hang up. I agreed to go to dinner. He took me to a very nice place and spent the evening begging me to forgive him. He said he couldn't live without me and his little girl." She paused.
I was quiet and she went on. She said, "I didn't take him back that night but after our date, I did some soul searching. I knew that he loved me and the truth that I finally came to was that I love him too. Above all, we both loved Angie. She deserved something more than a broken home and an estranged father."
She continued, "Larry is not the jerk that you and Linda think he is. He is a very good man that was weak once in his life. I'm sure that the bitch who claimed to be my friend went far out of her way to seduce him and sexually she is a very powerful woman. He acted like a jerk when he was around Linda because the thought of me crawling in bed with you tormented him. I'm almost sorry about that.
I decided to take Larry back but I wanted to punish him. Maybe it was something evil in me but I wanted that punishment to come before forgiveness. He had hurt me more than I thought I could be hurt."
I put my arm around her and said, "Caroline, I understand that kind of pain. I didn't want to live after the first time Linda told me she wanted to sleep with someone else." She squeezed my thigh again.
She continued, "I called him a few weeks after our date. I invited him to come to the house for dinner. I started the punishment right then. I let him assume that Angie would be there. I didn't tell her anything and I sent her to spend the night with one of her friends." She said, "There is something evil inside me."
I asked, "What else?"
She replied, "I told him that he could come home. I also specified that we would share our bed and live as man and wife. I told him that Angie would come first always. I told him that I would forgive him eventually and then I hit him with the hard part. I told him that for one year, I was going to have sex with anyone that I felt attracted to. I made him understand that I wasn't going to sneak around behind his back. I told him that I wanted him to know when it was going to happen and with whom. I told him that I wanted him to know it was going on while it was happening and I would want to talk about it after the fact."
I said, "Damn, Girl. That does sound evil."
She said, "I can't describe the agony I saw in his eyes. I actually had some compassion for him and impulsively, I threw him a bone. I told him that he could fuck around too. I explained that I wanted him to get it out of his system." She paused and I thought that was the end of her narrative.
After a moment, she asked, "Do you want to hear the rest of the story?"
I answered, "I don't know. You didn't cut his nuts out, did you?"
She giggled and said, "Well I kind of might have. I introduced him to you and then I let him know that you were my first choice." She paused and then said, "You know, if you had made me wait two more months, my year would have been up. This weekend probably wouldn't have happened."
I said, "Maybe it shouldn't have happened."
She jerked in her seat and looked at me. She said, "Oh, hell no, Luke. Don't ever think that. Thinking and dreaming about being with you and then actually having it happen has done more to heal me than you can imagine. I intend to fuck you every chance I get between now and the last minute we have together tomorrow afternoon. Then I will plot a way to have another weekend with you before my year is up."
I said, "I think our time here is up. We need to begin our walk." I stood and helped her to her feet.
She came into my arms and said, "Hold me for one little minute. I need to rehearse one more time. I held her and kissed her.
We walked back up through the park to the sidewalk and began our stroll. I felt silly as hell in the clothes I was wearing. My leather shoes were at least one size too big. They looked and felt like clown shoes. I could actually feel the greasy makeup on my face. I couldn't imagine what I looked like but Caroline had laughed the first time she saw my costume. I couldn't believe people would see me on the big silver screen in this getup. I thought, "If I ever do this again, it will be in a cowboy movie."
In contrast, Caroline looked damned good. I had the strongest urge to throw her down in the grass, get under that "flapper" dress and eat her pussy. In my mind's eye, I could see me doing that. She was screaming in extagony as the camera truck rolled by. I laughed inside but kept myself under control. I resolved to force fuck her as soon as we got back to the carriage house.
I first saw the car. It was four hundred yards away and approaching us at about fifteen miles an hour. I was an old Model-T that looked pristine. The camera truck was following about fifty feet behind. Our timing was perfect. The car was one hundred yards away. Caroline and I stopped on our mark. I gathered her up and kissed her. She was into it. She mewed like a baby kitten.
The car and truck passed us. The kids whistled and cheered. We held our kiss for another few seconds until there was a blast on a horn and someone yelled, "Cut." Our contribution to the world of entertainment was complete.
We went back to the dressing room. I washed the paint off my face and got out of the clown clothes. I was watching Caroline as she changed. I thought, "Maybe, I shouldn't wait. I could force fuck her right here and right now." It was a happy thought but again, I managed to hold myself in check.
When we were both ready I took her hand and said, "Let's go home, Girl. We have played dress-up enough for one day."
She replied, "I concur, Sir. We need to have some privacy. I am going to suck your cock until you beg for mercy." She giggled and blushed at the same time.

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-03-2026, 02:30 AM

I said, "Quit it," and the monster moved at the same time. I was so fuckin' horny for her.

I heard Bob. He said, "Luke, Caroline, it will take one minute for me to finish here. Wait for me."
I waved my hand in acknowledgment. I thought, "This movie thing is interfering with my love life."
A minute later, he walked up to us. He said, "We have a buffet set up for the crew in the dining room. Come and have something to eat. I have something to tell you. We went through the line together. I was a little hungry so I filled a plate with Chinese. Caroline opted for a small bowl of assorted fruit.
The three of us sat outside at a patio table meant for four. Bob had indicated he wanted some privacy. Finally, he said, "You guys did very well today." He continued, "I reviewed the footage of your shot and was impressed. Neither of you looked at the camera and the kiss looked real. It was open mouthed and fervent. He said, "I do this kind of thing quite often. Most of the time I have to shit-can the shot or edit it to the point it is unrecognizable." He caught a breath and went on, "In your case, I think I can use it just as it is. We caught you from several angles, by the way."
Caroline and I remained quiet.
He said, "The point is, I want to invite you to do this again." He slid one of his cards across the table. He said, "I would feel comfortable giving each of you a small speaking part next time. If it works out, you might have a lot of fun play-acting.
I asked, "Do you make cowboy movies?"
He laughed and said, "I could tell you were disappointed in your costume today. Maybe, you can be a cowboy next time. We do have one in the planning stages. Shall I have Ronnie call you when it comes up? It's at least several months away."
I answered, "Yeah, you can do that. I'll think about it and if we want to do something sooner, I'll call you."
He said, "Fair enough." He said, "By the way, the name of this movie is, "Roaring 20's." It's scheduled for release in the fall this year. Be sure to see it. I'm pretty sure you will be in it." He looked at Caroline and said, "I can think of many parts for you, Caroline. You are a natural for "The-girl-next-door." She blushed for him.
Ronnie walked up from behind him. He acknowledged us and then whispered in Bob's ear.
Bob said, "I have an alligator to stomp down. I hope you call me." He paused and added, "We are shutting down for the weekend. We won't bother you anymore." He and Ronnie walked away together.
Caroline said, "Will you please take me to the carriage house now."
I took her hand and led her away. We walked rather quickly.
I was watching her bottom move as she preceded me up the stair to our love nest. I made my final decision. I was definitely going to force fuck her.
I grabbed her from behind as soon as we were inside. I picked her up and stripped her shoes off her feet as we moved toward the bed. I let them fall to the floor and tossed her on to the bed. I held her down and began removing her clothing. I probably damaged some of her things. I had her naked in a minute. She had fought me but not very hard. She didn't have the strength to put up any real resistance.
I told her in a gruff voice, "Don't you move." She didn't. I continued to hold her down with one hand and I removed my clothes with the other. I changed hands as the need arose. Our eyes were locked on each other the whole time. I could see a pout on her face and her eyes got big. She appeared to be in fear. It was all a show. I lay down on her and pushed a finger inside her pussy. She was gushing sweet nectar. Some of it actually squirted out of her. I spread her open and stuffed my cock in her in one swift motion. I thought, "Fuck the foreplay." I felt raw delight bubble up out of her. She cooed and then moaned. She couldn't help herself. Her body rose to meet my thrust. My cock seated himself comfortably in warm wetness of her depths.
I fucked her hard. I pounded her with all my strength. She absorbed my onslaught and added to it when she could. Her pussy manipulated my cock as if she were a baker kneading dough. I didn't intend for this to last. I wanted to give her the best quickie she ever had. I wanted her to cum right now. I wanted to wear her out, fill her with my juices and then hold her while she slept. I wanted all that to happen, NOW.
Her legs wrapped around me of their own will. He body vibrated like the lowest pitched wire in a piano. She came completely off the bed as violent convulsions wracked her sweet body. I kissed her and held her down so I could maintain control. Both her arms went around my neck. She never screamed. I don't think she had the strength. Almost under her breath and between pants she whispered, "Fuck me, Luke. Please, Luke. Fuck me hard. Hurt me if you can. I'm cumming. I'm cu-m-m-m-ming." The involuntary contractions in her pussy were unbelievably powerful.
I didn't try to hold back. I was already near the edge during my initial penetration of her. I could feel my pulse in my cock since before then. I knew she could feel it too. Then I could feel the monster throb as I pumped gobs of hot cum into her. Our juices mixed and our bodies became one. I was part of her and I took a piece of her soul to keep forever. My spasms went on, one after the other. I fucked her completely down to the point where she wasn't moving.
Then I realized she wasn't breathing either. I froze and took my weight off her. She gasped and took a very deep breath. She let it out in one long ragged moan. I fucked her slowly until there was no sense in going any further. I thought, "You can't row a boat with a well rope." The monster had been completely subdued. It was over. I chuckled to myself and rolled to her side. She came with me and snuggled close facing me. She dbangd an arm and a leg over me. I lay on my back and held her.
We had both worked hard but only for a few minutes. We cooled and recovered quickly. I felt her wiggling around. She was trying to pull a blanket over us. It was too cool to be naked in the room. The fire was out and I had turned the central unit off. I helped her and we straightened the bed. We burrowed down in all the covers. We cuddled and warmed each other.
She whispered, "If you ever decide to bang me again, I promise I won't snitch on you." She kissed me and then giggled sweetly for me. She said, "We can put the blowjob off until later. I need a nap right now. Hold me." My big head swelled. I held her until she was asleep and then I napped with her.
We slept for over two hours. It was past six because it was almost dark outside. The expected frontal passage had happened while we slept. It was very cold in our room now. I guessed the low forties. I made sure that Caroline was warm and covered well. I lay there for a few minutes and listened to the wind. It was strong and gusting part of the time.
I finally made myself get out of bed. I found my robe. It was made of light flannel but the flannel was made from wool rather than cotton. It would keep me warm. I found my street shoes and put them on over socks. I hadn't brought house shoes.
I cranked up some electric light first. All of the lamps and fixtures in the main room were on one circuit. Luckily, that circuit had a rheostat at the switch. I turned the lights on and then retarded the amount of electricity in the wires. The lights produced a warm glow that was barely bright enough to walk by safely. I turned the central heating system on then. It was electric too. I set the thermostat for seventy degrees and let it take the chill out of the air. I hoped to have the room comfortably warm by the time Caroline awoke.
I took a few minutes to remove the ashes from the fireplace and lay a new fire. We had dry wood in the box on the hearth but there had evidently been some light rain with the cold front. Everything on the balcony was wet. I moved an armload of the driest of it inside. It would dry some more before we needed it and if my coal bed was hot enough by then, it would burn anyway.
I looked for matches in the kitchen. I didn't find any. Everything was electric. There was no need for matches. We don't smoke. I didn't carry a lighter and there was no reason for me to believe Caroline would. I searched around the fireplace. Nothing turned up.
Finally, I just said, "Fuck it." I ripped a few pages from an old magazine and lit them from an element on the electric stove. I stuffed it under the kindling and everything lit off nicely. I thought, "Improvise, adapt and overcome." I was still a Marine.
I took advantage of the privacy I enjoyed while Caroline slept. The bathroom was nice and warm. I pottied, shaved, cleaned my teeth and stepped into the shower. I washed and then dried myself.
I started to think about dinner. I dressed in my robe and street shoes again and started for the kitchen. The whole apartment had warmed up nicely. It had to be seventy or above because the central unit had shut itself down.
I made a decision. A bowl of Campbell's soup and a BLT sandwich for each of us sounded good. I placed everything I would need on the counter and made myself a drink. I had decided to not cook until Caroline was awake.
I sat on the hearth, sucked on my Crown Royal and watched her sleep. I thought, "She is much more of a woman than I thought she was." I knew that I would find a way to spend some more time with her even if I had to bend our rules a bit. I wondered what she planned to do when her year was up. I resolved to ask her if I could find the proper time.
I watched her wake up. I saw her feel around under the covers. She was looking for me. Then she peeked out from under the covers. Her blue eyes twinkled like stars in the firelight as she searched the semi-dark room. She smiled when she found me. Her face seemed to light up.
She slid out of bed and cast her eyes about until she found her robe. I had laid it across the foot of the bed. She had to move a few steps to get to it. She was butt naked in the flickering light again. There was more magic. The monster moved.
She wrapped her body in the robe and came to me. She bent and brushed her lips over mine. She said, "You're all sparkly." She moved on into the kitchenette. She found a tumbler in a cabinet, rinsed it and then filled it with tap water. She drank about half of it, then turned, leaned on the counter and just looked at me for a minute. I could read her mind. She was reliving her recent force fucking that she had enjoyed so much. She smiled wanly again and then drank the rest of her water. She rinsed the glass again and took it to the fridge.
She poured it about a third full of wine and came to me. She sat with her back to me and leaned on me. I sat my drink on the stone and wrapped both my arms around her. She wiggled closer to me and cooed.
She said, "Hold me while I drink this wine and then I will go get all sparkly for you."
I said, "Your smile was so pretty when you came out from under the covers."
She said, "I thought I had been dreaming. It made me so happy when I saw you sitting here by the fire. I realized I was actually here with you. I wish this weekend would last forever. I love this place."
I really wanted to know. The question just popped out of me. I asked her, "What are you and Larry going to do after your year is up?"
She thought for a minute and said, "I don't know, Luke. The plan was that he and I would forgive each other and return to the lifestyle that we had before. We would be monogamous again and neither of us would ever cheat." She paused and said, "I have already forgiven Larry. That happened last night while I was recovering from our first sex. If something as powerful as that happened to him, there is no way he could have resisted." A second later she said, "I'm already tired and a little bit ashamed of being so mean to him anyway."
We were quiet for a moment and then she said, "I don't think monogamy will work for us anymore. I think he knows that too." She turned and looked into my eyes. She said, "If you were to call me a year from now and ask me to spend a weekend with you, there is no way that I would have the strength to say no. I would come to you in a heartbeat and I wouldn't care who I hurt. I would never feel a twinge of guilt."
She leaned in and kissed me. She tasted like Linda. It was the wine. When we broke the kiss, her eyes were full of tears. She tried to hide it from me. She whispered, "I need about half an hour." She rose and padded to the bath on her bare feet. I would have liked to shower with her but I cooked instead.
The wind had picked up even more. It was howling in gust every now and then. I pulled a curtain aside and looked out. It was blowing and snowing. I thought, "Fuck me. It was sixty degrees four hours ago and now it's snowing. Texas weather is fickled. My first thought was, "I'm glad my car is inside. That primitive little ragtop doesn't do weather very well." I knew the snow wouldn't stick. The roads would be clear tomorrow.
I placed the last of our dinner on the table just as Caroline came out of the bath. She was all sparkly and beautiful in the firelight. A cute little "girl-next-door" had gone into the bath and this beautiful and sophisticated woman of the world came out. I thought, "I love magic."
She walked up to the table and said, "Everything you do for me makes me feel special."
I looked at her. The little girl-next-door was back. One single tear was rolling down her cheek. I thought, "This is the one I want to sleep with tonight." I told her that and made her understand what I meant.
I said, "It's snowing."
She hurried to a window and looked out. When she came back, she was bubbling with excitement. We get very little snow in Texas. I thought, "The slightest thing makes her happy." Then I understood. She has been deprived of happiness for a time. She is starved for it. I promised myself that I would give her all of it that I could for this weekend anyway.
While we ate, she said, "Luke, you have been probing my mind all day. I know you are just trying to get to know me better. Is there anything else that I can tell you that will help?"
I answered, "I do have some curiosity about something you said earlier." She questioned me with her look so I continued. "You said you told Larry that I was going to be your first. Tell me about that."
She giggled as if her thoughts made her happy. That giggle made me glad that I had asked. She said, "The week after I lay down the law and allowed Larry to come home, I wangled an invitation to the club from a girlfriend that had told me about the place. I made Larry take me. I chose Friday night because I knew about the no panty discount and I knew that single men weren't admitted on Fridays.
I think that might have been guidance from the gods. It led me to you. That Friday was your and Linda's regular night. If I had been thinking rationally, I would have known that I really needed some single men in the mix to make my task easier. I would have chosen another night." She paused and said, "I want to tell you about that night but let's be more comfortable while we talk about it."
I asked, "Are you ready to go to bed?"
She replied, "Not yet. Let's spread a blanket in front of the fire. We can curl up and have a few drinks while we talk."
I remembered having Micheline in front of a fire on a bearskin rug. I said, "Okay, that's a plan." I finished my food and I saw that she had eaten all she wanted. The wind howled intermittently outside and then it would be absolutely quiet for a time.
I said, "Make us a drink, and I'll make us a bed in front of the fire." There was already a throw rug in place there. I rolled it up and put it out of the way. I dragged the mattress off the bed complete with sheets, covers and pillows. I maneuvered it into the proper position. I reasoned it would insulate us from the cold floor. I looked up at Caroline. I was looking for approval.
A big smile found its way to her face and she giggled. That was approval enough for me. We stood on either side of the mattress and helped each other straighten the blankets and spread. I turned the electric lights off and reset the thermostat to sixty degrees. I added two large red-oak logs to the fire. I kicked the shoes off my feet and undid the tie on my robe. I shrugged the robe off my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. I heard Caroline catch her breath. I stood there for a few seconds in the dim flickering firelight. My prick wasn't hard but it was hanging heavy. I knew I was looking good and an erection would easily bloom when the need arose.
Caroline moved to the foot of the bed away from the fire. She placed a tray there. It contained her wine and my whiskey with a large bowl of Ice, a pitcher of water and our glasses. She let her robe fall away from her body. She stood with one knee locked and the other bent just a bit. The firelight made her beautiful. She quietly stared into the fire and allowed me to appreciate her form for a minute or so.
I went to her and took her in my arms. I started humming The Blue Danube and we danced in the small space that we had. She whimpered once and whispered, "Oh, Luke." As we danced, my cock became very hard. She was helping me squeeze it between us. In a moment, she slipped out of my arms and knelt in front of me.
She held the monster in both hands and she seemed to be inspecting him. She hadn't seen him that close up before. She seemed to be mesmerized. She held him up and out of the way as she started at my balls and licked his underside all the way to the tip. She let her tongue flick the underside of the tip several times. I am very sensitive there and she seemed to know it. She sucked the head into her mouth and played with him there. I could feel her tongue circle around him as she sucked.
I held her face in my hands and gently pushed to the top of her throat and then beyond. There was no gag or resistance. She pushed her face hard into the pubic hair at the base of my cock. I pulled almost out and then slowly went back in. She showed no stress at all. I held her face and gently throat fucked her. The sight of the entire length of my cock sinking easily into her pretty face again and again hypnotized me. I fucked her that way until I felt myself moving toward the edge.
I sensed that I was too close. I pulled completely away from her. Without words, I gathered her up and laid her on the mattress. I lay beside her and said, "I was about to be carried away there."
She giggled and asked, "Why did we stop?"
God, I love her giggles. They are beautiful like Linda's are. They aren't quite the same. I kissed her cheek and then I answered her, "I want a lot more from you tonight than a quickie blowjob."
She threw a leg over me and licked one of my nipples. She said, "I will give you anything. What do you want first?"
I answered, "Finish the story you started. I need some time to calm myself."
She giggled and sat up. She handed me a glass with two fingers of whiskey and two lumps of ice in it. She took a sip of her wine.
I sat up on the mattress with my legs forming a vee and leaned against the hearth to one side of the fire. She sat between my legs and rested her back against my chest. She took my free hand in hers and laid it on her breast. I squeezed her gently. I was amazed once more, at how well we fit comfortably together.
She said, "We were talking about my first night at the club, she paused and continued. I was there with my husband. I had made him understand my plan. I was still in the" punish-him-mode" and I wanted to hurt him badly that night. I wanted to find a beautiful man and be very nasty with him. I had never fucked a stranger before. I intended to make Larry watch if I could. I knew that the club was a meeting place for swingers and I thought that I could easily achieve my goal." She raised my hand to her lips, kissed it and then sipped her wine.

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-03-2026, 02:31 AM

I said, "Go on."

She continued speaking softly. She said, "You walked in. The instant I saw you, I knew that you were the one. You and Linda sat, talked and drank together. I wanted to dance with you but I didn't know how to instigate that. I just watched you as if I was stalking prey. I guess I was." She paused to breathe. She said, "An hour or so later, a young man came to your conversation pit and took Linda to the dance floor. I didn't know who he was but he had given me an opening."
"I attacked you as if I were a hungry mother cheetah with cubs," she said. "You did dance with me. It was wonderful. You danced so well and you allowed me to feel your cock brush against my belly. Butterflies raged in my tummy. I don't mind telling you. I became very wet. Then you let me down. You explained that you and Linda had prior plans but maybe you and I could have something at another time. It took eight months for that to happen but finally, here we are." She sipped her drink.
I said, "I know you spent the night with Ed once. Tell me how that came about."
She giggled and then told me. She said, "He was a lot easier than you." She said, "That same night after you had disappointed me, Ed came to our table, introduced himself and welcomed us to the club. He asked me to dance. I danced with him and he acted the perfect gentleman. We stayed on the floor for a second dance and by then he had made me feel perfectly comfortable with him. As he walked me back to my table, he held me aside for a few seconds. He was so smooth and sweet. He made me feel important while he informed me that he wanted to eat my pussy."
She continued, "I spent the rest of the night asking around about him. In the end, a month later I let it happen. Larry was devastated. I still wanted you."
I asked, "Why didn't you continue with Ed?"
She giggled and twisted around to kiss my cheek. She answered, "He wasn't you." She hesitated and then said, "Truthfully, It was a physical thing, I think. I liked Ed. I thought him to be a sweet person and he is beautiful. The thing was, we just didn't fit together very well. After being naked with him, I could never be comfortable with him again. Maybe there was a mental problem on my part too."
I said, "I thought about you and him once last night before we had sex. You were feeling of my muscles and commented that you had never been in bed with so much muscle. Ed's muscles are bigger than mine are. I assumed you were just polishing my ego. Was I right?"
She giggled and said, "I will always want to polish your ego. It will make you have more desire for me. However, comparing your body with Ed's is like apples to oranges. Ed's muscles are those of a builder. They come from doing heavy work. I'm sure he is a weight lifter and a bodybuilder. On the other hand, you have the muscles of a runner and a swimmer. They are longer and smoother. They are prettier. You are like a hunter. Your muscles could have come from chasing game."
When I was in Ed's arms, I felt as though I was being held captive, maybe in a cold, stone prison that he had built. I felt as though I might be hurt by accident at any time. When you hold me, I feel safe and warm. I feel as though we are in the jungle and you are protecting me." She paused and said, "Maybe I should have said I had never enjoyed being in bed with so much muscle before."
I said, "Damn, I like that answer." We laughed together and then I asked, "Was his oversized cock a surprise to you?"
She replied, "No, I knew about that ahead of time. Some of the other girls talked about it. They had exaggerated quite a bit. Ed had let me feel of it and hold it in my hand while we danced. That happened several times in fact. My fingers wouldn't reach all the way around it. I was more than a little bit intrigued by it. We both enjoyed me touching it. I let Larry see me kissing it once when it was very hard."
She took a deep breath and continued, "It wasn't really as big as everyone said. He is very little longer than you but in girth, it was genuinely oversized. We couldn't quite get it inside me. I couldn't take him in my mouth and it was painful when I tried to take it all in my pussy."
She said, "We gave up and he was very good to me. We made the best of it. He fucked me gently with as much of it as I could take comfortably. I had several orgasms with him and he had more than one. I don't think either of us wanted to do it again. He knew I was unable to relax with him. We are still friends. He always comes to dance with me at the club and he teases me. He used to make it a point to tell Larry what a good fuck I was. He thought I wanted him to do that. I did at first. I've asked him to stop that and he has. We both know we won't go to bed together again."
She asked, "Is it safe for me to talk about Linda's relationship with Ed?"
I said, "Sure. He is my wife's friend and lover but he is my friend too. I am aware of how close they are and I am happy for them.
She kissed my cheek, giggled and said, "That sounds like bullshit to me."
To be continued...

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-03-2026, 02:34 AM

Hall Pass (45) Repercussions of Linda's weekend

By: LewdLuke
She asked, "Is it safe for me to talk about Linda's relationship with Ed?"
I said, "Sure. He is my wife's friend and lover but he is my friend too. I am aware of how close they are and I am happy for them.
She kissed my cheek, giggled and said, "That sounds like bullshit to me."
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I kissed the back of her neck and sipped my drink. I said, "You are a very perceptive little girl. There is some bullshit there. I have worried about their becoming too close. That has been especially true lately. Linda has been upset because she thinks he is angry with her."
She said, "You don't have to worry. I believe their relationship is both safe and fun for both of them. They are friends and confidants. They tell each other their secrets. They have a healthy relationship and they trust each other. He would like to have more of the benefits of her friendship and she would like to give him a bit more. She can't because of her once a month agreement with you. He understands that and accepts that she will always honor her arrangement with you. He could never truly be angry with her. They each value their friendship but they are not in love."
I remained quiet. She asked, "Shall I go on?"
I answered, "Please do if you have more to say."
She said, "In my humble opinion, that once a month thing is a silly ass rule. I selfishly hope that you and I find a way to get around it. I might not have many "Once-a-Months" left. Maybe you and Linda could modify your agreement where Ed and I are concerned." She turned in my arms and kissed me. It was a sweet kiss and I could feel some need in it. She said, "Yes, that was a very selfish suggestion on my part. I do hope that you at least consider it and talk to Linda about it. After all, as I understand it being honest with each other is your prime rule."
I didn't say anything but, I thought, "I will talk to Linda. We have already modified the rule with Barb." Then I considered my own selfishness. I thought, "I probably need to be more honest with myself too. I will want to have more time with Caroline. I thought abstractly for a moment. I considered an ongoing relationship with this "Girl-next-door"that could last a long time. She could easily become my favorite "Fuck-Buddy" of all time."
Caroline said, "That's enough of that. It is not my place to suggest how you and Linda conduct your lives. You should make your own rules to govern your relationship. I won't let that happen again unless you ask a direct question." After a moment, she giggled and asked, "Would you like to hear what Linda said about Ed's big dick?"
I laughed and said, "I don't know. Will it upset me?"
She replied, "Oh, no. I think it will bolster your ego."
I said, "I need that. Tell me quickly."
She giggled and said, "Linda told me that his giant cock was a curse. It is the thing she likes least about Ed. She hangs out with him in spite of it, not because of it." She giggled and went on, "She has the same trouble with him that I did except that she is able to trust him more than I could. She can't take him in her mouth much less deep throat. She said that he can't fuck her pussy with abandon for fear of hurting her." She hesitated and then said, "Believe me, he would hurt her if he just let himself go. She said that he is always careful with her but she has made herself very sore fucking him."
I said, "I've heard all this before. I wondered how much truth was in it."
Caroline continued, "She told me that she derives much more pleasure from your cock." She giggled and said, "I know all of it to be the truth. I find much more pleasure with you too."
Caroline continued, "Linda is always so excited when she talks about you. She is so proud to be your wife. I couldn't understand why she would consider sharing you. She told me that she wants other women to know what she has and there is no way to tell them with words." There was another pause and a giggle. She said, "I know that to be the truth too."
I said, "Thank you, Baby. You have given me some insight that I didn't have. Consider my ego boosted. " I paused and then said, "I will talk with Linda about our rule. I can't stand the thought of not having you again."
She cooed and sat her wine glass on the hearth. She dragged me down onto our bed and rolled on top of me. She whispered, "May I suck your dick now?"
I said, "Be patient, Girl. We have all night." After a second I said, "I am curious about one other thing. Answer me this. Have you had other lovers besides Ed since the rift with your husband?"
She answered, "Ed and I weren't lovers. We just fucked each other once." She giggled. She said. "I did have one other experience. It was not with a man from the club although I have had a few offers from there that I haven't acted on."
She continued, "I had become friendly with a young man who was an employee at a grocery store where I shop. Everyone called him Mickey and he was young. I'm sure, Mickey, was a nickname but that was the only name I had for him. He might have been twenty-two or so. He lived with his parents.
He had impressed me long before Larry and I had our breakup. Linda would have called him a baby alpha. He was so handsome and well built. He was very confident in himself and he made it so easy for me to talk to him. He and I flirted constantly. I truly had no designs on him. I considered him as I would a rowdy child. I did enjoy our flirtatious interactions. As time passed, our banter became progressively more risqué. It got to the point where nothing was off limits when we were alone. The girls in his age group were always after him. I didn't believe he had any real desire for me.
It must have been about a month after my tryst with Ed and a couple of months after Larry and I got back together. I was in the store and Mickey approached me as he had a hundred times before. I prepared myself for some fun sexy wordplay. Usually, when he came to me, he would be bubbling with mirth. This time I noticed a marked change in his demeanor. He had a serious look about him and he seemed a little nervous.
He said, "Hi Caroline. I have some news."
I said, "Tell me quickly."
He said, "I was promoted. I am in management now and they gave me a big raise."
I said, "Well, congratulations. I am happy for you."
He said, "That's not the best part. I don't live with Mom and Dad anymore. I moved into my own apartment last week." He came very close as he looked around. He reached out and cupped one of my breasts in his hand. That was the first time he had ever touched me intimately. He kissed my lips ever so lightly. That was a first too. Quietly, he said, "I want to take you there and fuck your brains out."
I looked into his eyes. This wasn't play talk. He wasn't kidding. It was childish and had no polish but he was serious. It was a valid proposition. He was clumsily asking me for sex. It took me a moment to gather my wits about me. Finally, I said, "Mickey, are you serious?"
He answered, "Yes Ma'am. I want you to spend the night if you can."
I whispered, "Mickey, you do know that I am married, don't you?"
He replied, "I know that you and your hubby have split the blanket." He winked at me and said, "I've got brand new blankets."
I said, "No Mickey, my husband and I are back together and I'm too old for you anyway." I said, "I love you to pieces but you are a bit out of line here."
I saw the emotional change in his eyes. I had seen the same look in the eyes of a little puppy that I was trying to housebreak once. I had spanked his nose with a rolled newspaper. Mickey had those same hurt puppy dog eyes.
He whispered, "Really? I'm so sorry. I want you so much. I assumed that you felt that way too." He said, "I won't bother you anymore." The hurt he was feeling was hanging in the air between us.
I checked out and started home. I couldn't think of anything other than what just happened. Suddenly I felt a strong tingle and I got very wet. I pulled into a church parking lot, of all places. It was almost deserted and I needed a place to sit and think.
The first thing was I felt guilty about flirting with Mickey the way I had and then hurtfully rejecting his offer the way I did. I felt like a tease. I could still see his puppy dog eyes. Secondly, I was still angry with Larry and wanted to punish him. Thirdly, my night with Ed hadn't turned out the way I had wanted it to. Fourthly, you were still playing hard to get. Lastly, I realized I wanted to fuck the kid. I was flattered that this beautiful young man wanted me.
I didn't even go home. I knew my ice cream would melt but I drove back to the store anyway. I walked in, got a cart and started pushing it up and down the aisles looking for him. I was about to give up when I turned into the tenth aisle. He was at the other end. He looked up and saw me. He looked like he wanted to run but he froze like a deer in the headlights.
I walked up to him and said, "I need a favor, Mickey."
He looked at me with surprise on his face. He said, "Anything, Caroline. I was afraid you would never speak to me again."
I leaned in very close to him and whispered in his ear, "I need you to show me your new apartment and while we are there, I want you to fuck me until I beg you to stop." I watched him come back to life.
She continued, "He didn't know anything about pleasing a woman. I spent about a month giving him lessons. I think he will be able to get by now." She giggled. I made sure Larry knew every time I went to Mickey and I bragged about how good he was. I never felt any guilt at all.
I asked, "Was that experience good for you?
She giggled and kissed me. She answered, "Oh yes. The first time he pushed his cock inside me, something burst in my mind. I think I came back to life at that moment. It was far better than what I had with Ed. Mickey had been a friend for a long while. I think that subconsciously I had wanted him before he propositioned me. Having his hard young cock inside me was like the answer to a prayer. I taught him how to make me cum in several different ways. He was an apt student. He was eager and learned his lessons very well." She paused and said, "His younger girlfriends are in for real a treat."
Then she said, "It couldn't compare with what I had with you last night." She looked in my eyes and whispered, "Last night was the best I've ever had." She added, "In my whole life." She paused and said, "All of my lives."
I thought, "This girl probably exaggerates a lot." I asked, "Do you want another glass of wine?"
She didn't seem to be interested in wine. She was laying full length on top of me and had her tongue in my mouth. She was kissing me as if she might never get another chance. Her naked body felt strange in my hands. She was hot on the side facing the fire and cold on the other side. She felt so-o-o smooth as she slid down my body.
She didn't ask this time. She sucked my cock into her mouth and I didn't resist. I knew she wanted to taste my cum in her mouth. I wanted to give it to her. She sucked the head of the monster and toyed with it. Then she throat fucked me. All the while, she held and fondled my nuts.
She dragged me closer and closer to the edge. I was not an unwilling victim. I think of cock sucking as foreplay. I had rather cum in a pussy but this was very pleasant. I was going to give her what she wanted and I wasn't going to make her work too hard for it. I acknowledged that she was in control. She was holding my nuts in her hand for Christ's sake.
I went closer to the edge. I was close enough that I could jump at any time. This felt so good, I wanted it to last a while longer, maybe until sometime tomorrow. I thought, "Damn, this girl is good."
I felt a shiver run through her. I realized she was toying with her clit. She had just had a little one. I wanted to fuck her and help her cum. I couldn't do that. The monster was having too much fun where he was. I thought, "No problem, I'll eat her."
I said, "Caroline, I want your clit in my mouth." I began the task of getting us into a 69 position.
She squeezed my balls until she had my attention.
She spat my cock out but continued to jack him with her hand. She said, "You stay right where you are and cum in my mouth. Do it now." She sucked the monster right down her throat.
There was a high-pitched howl in the wind. The whole house shook in the gust that went with it. I spewed cum into her mouth. She sucked all of it out of me. My spasms continued after I was completely dry. She kept sucking as long as the monster throbbed. I never felt her swallow. She was holding it all in her mouth. I thought, "Savor the flavor, Girl."
Every muscle in my body had been locked since my first spasm. I felt like I had cramped all over. I realized that I had just had my first experience with extagony since I had become familiar with the word. I hurt so go-o-o-d. I had thought that extagony was a girl thing.
Caroline rose up enough to lock eyes with me. She opened her mouth to let me see. Her mouth was full of cum. After a few seconds, she closed her mouth and blew a few bubbles on her lips with it. Her tongue danced out into the firelight and licked the bubbles away. She made a show of swallowing. She did it again and then opened her mouth to show me it was empty.
She giggled for me once and then went back down to spend the next few minutes giving my cock and balls a most elegant tongue bath.
The house shook again and it didn't have anything to do with sex. There was a winter storm raging outside. The windows lit up with lighting and thunder boomed. I thought, "That's what happens when cold and warm air mix."
Caroline acted as though she didn't notice. She planted a knee on either side of my head and sat back on her haunches. She was rubbing her clit vigorously. She moved forward and it felt like she was stretching herself over my face. She said, "Eat my pussy, Luke."
I couldn't breathe. I didn't give a shit. I took her clit into my mouth and nipped it with my teeth. She yelped. I felt like I had taken some control back. It didn't make any difference. I wanted to eat her. I sucked her clit into my mouth and tried to imitate the tongue bath she had just given me. I put a finger inside her and found her sweet spot. She yelped again for a whole 'nother reason.
Linda always tastes like strawberries or some kind of flower. This pussy tasted like a sweet clean pussy. There was nothing artificial about it. I liked it.
She came quickly. It seemed easy to make this girl cum. Her sweet nectar gushed. It flooded over my face and I knew there was going to be a wet spot on my pillow. The phrase, "in copious amounts," ran through my mind.
The room filled with a crescendo of sound. Thunder and wind from the outside and Caroline's vocalizations on the inside. Lightning augmented the firelight for visual effect. I just did my best to help her cum. When she reached her peak and started down she didn't stop fucking my face. She screamed her thanks to the gods and had another one. I helped her through that one too.
This time when it was over, it was really over. She collapsed right where she was. I found enough strength to slide her back down my body and into the bed. We were both a bit wet and a little slippery. That made it easier. After that, I realized that I hadn't breathed lately. I gasped and sucked in one deep breath and blew it out forcefully. After that, it was easier. I didn't know you could forget to breathe.
A minute later, I felt Caroline move. A deep groan came from somewhere deep inside her. She managed to move her little body into a more comfortable position. A minute after that, she giggled.
I asked, "Are you okay?"
She giggled again and said, "Yeah. I was just thinking, Ed is the one with the reputation but he can't eat pussy nearly that well. She said, "I definitely know that to be the truth too." I laughed with her. I was starting to believe we would both recover.
The storm went on. A sheet of wind driven rain hit the north wall hard. The house shook again. I think Caroline noticed the storm for the first time. She cuddled close to me and asked, "Is this old building going to blow down?"
I held her tighter and said, "It's been standing here for over a hundred years. It's been through worse storms, I'm sure.
I sensed that she wanted to hide from the storm. I pulled a blanket over us. Even her head was covered. She snuggled closer and I held her tighter.
She whispered, "I love your big muscles. I feel safe when you hold me."
I lay there and enjoyed the storm. The sound, the lightning and the tremors that ran through the house all combined to enhance our sexual experience. All of these things seemed to fit together. The worst of it was over in twenty minutes. The storm had passed quicker than I had wanted. Caroline was asleep.
I needed to take a leak. I slipped out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. As I pissed, I looked into the mirror. I looked used up. I thought, "That's what happens when old cowboys get mixed up with faster horses, older whiskey or younger women. I took the time to brush my teeth. I stepped into the shower and closed the door.
I stood directly under the showerhead and enjoyed the feel of the warm water running over my body. Caroline came into the bathroom. I wanted her to join me but I decided she might need some privacy. I pretended I didn't know she was there. I sang an old cowboy song. "All day I faced the burning waste without the taste of water... Cool... Water..."
She tinkled and brushed her teeth. She became quiet and after a minute, I stood on my toes and peeked over the door. She was sitting on the pot again. She was giving herself a douche. A man shouldn't see some things. I wished I hadn't peeked. I sang another verse of my song. "With the dawn, I'll wake and yawn and ca-r-r-r-y on... to water... Cool... Clear... Water..."
At length, she pecked on the door. I opened it and helped her step over the threshold. She didn't speak. She moved to stand in the stream and make her body wet. I massaged a dollop of shampoo into her hair and then soaped her body all over. I really enjoy showering with a pretty girl. I rubbed her down with a soft wet cloth. I explored every nook and cranny and extracted several giggles along with a squeal or two from her. She was enjoying this experience too. I hoped that it made her feel special.
She stood under the water again and rinsed before she came close and asked me to hold her. I held her.
She whispered, "I didn't think you were going to do it but you finally fucked-up."
That surprised me. I got an adrenalin rush. Butterflies flopped around in my belly. I said, "Tell me how. I'll fix it."
She said, "I don't like going to sleep curled up close to you and then waking up alone." She continued, "If the storm had still been over us, I would have been scared."
I relaxed. I knew how to talk my way out of this minor infraction. I said, "I could have stayed there but I would have wet on you."
She laughed. I thought everything was all right. She sucked one of my nipples into her mouth and bit it. I said, "OUCH. Damn, Girl, that hurt." I grabbed her head with both hands and pulled her away from my chest.
She looked up at me and smiled. I was instantly disarmed. She said, "You are forgiven."
I bent down some and drew her face up some. I stuck my tongue in her mouth. She tasted like peppermint. It was the nicest kiss. I thought, "It's good to be forgiven. Maybe I should fuck-up again."
We dried and she started drying her hair. I had intended to do that for her but she asked me to get her a glass of wine. I made us both a drink and found our robes. I went back into the bathroom and saw that she had everything she needed and left her there. I stripped the blankets and sheets from our bed. I found another set of sheets in a closet and pillowcases too. I laid them on the mattress but decided to wait for Caroline to help me stretch the fitted sheet in place.

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-03-2026, 02:36 AM

I finished my drink and made another before I rebuilt the fire. I found cheese and crackers in the fridge. Linda had told me that Caroline was crazy about chocolate covered strawberries. I had brought some of those too.

We made our bed first. I asked if she wanted me to put the mattress back on the bed. She told me to leave it where it was. We took our snacks and drinks to the one recliner in the room. I turned it to face the windows that looked out over the lake. We sat there together and ate. We could still look through the leafless trees and see lightning in the distance. We sat there and quietly enjoyed being together for most of an hour.
At Length, Caroline said, "You have been so good to me but I want to ask one more thing of you."
I replied, "You can have anything I've got, Pretty Girl."
She said, "Take me to bed, let me snuggle close to you, hold me while we sleep and be there when I wake up in the morning." She paused and said, "Don't wet on me." We both laughed.
I asked, "Are we through for the evening?"
She said, "My thought is, enough is enough but then you can have anything I've got any time you want it." I took her to bed and we snuggled very closely together. We slept.
I awoke to a room full of sunshine. The fire was completely out and the room felt chilly but it had to be in the sixties. I cuddled up close to Caroline's sleeping body and tried to calculate how long I could stay there before I wet on her. It wouldn't be long.
I must have moved enough to disturb her. She rolled to her back and stretched before she became fully awake. She made a mewing sound and cuddled back up to me. I held her and enjoyed the warmth we shared.
I thought, "This is it. This is the last of our time together." I was pretty well fucked out. I really didn't need sex but I wanted some. The proximity of the smooth warm body of the small woman sharing my bed excited me. I hadn't had enough of her. She was awake but she hadn't become active. She was enjoying her comfortable position next to me in the warm bed.
I just held her. I had decided to let her have as much of this as she wanted. I wasn't in a hurry to go home. I knew that Linda wouldn't be there much before dark. I had an unselfish thought about her. I hoped that she had enjoyed her time with Ed. I wondered how I should approach her about changing our rules. I really hadn't decided that was the right thing to do but I did want to talk to her about it.
I felt Caroline's hand find its way to my semi-hard cock. She grasped him and squeezed gently. I made him jerk for her and she giggled. She was fully awake now. She rolled to face me and I let my hand roam over the curve of her finely shaped ass. I pulled her in closer and pressed my cock against her. I wanted her to feel him as he became more firm. That was happening quickly. She cooed for me.
She said, "You didn't wet on me."
I chuckled and said, "I'm about to."
She said, "You can go first." She giggled again. She said, "You have to come right back. I want to fuck you.
I kissed her. My intent was to fuck her. Her early morning mouth tasted amazingly good. I held her another minute and slipped out of bed. I took a leak, brushed my teeth, gargled and washed the sleep from my eyes. I came out, poked the fire back to life, and added the last two sticks of dry wood. I reasoned that it would burn for another hour but that would be the end of it.
Caroline had already disappeared into the bathroom. I cranked up the coffee maker and reset the thermostat to seventy before I crawled back under the covers.
She came back to me within five minutes. She tasted like peppermint again. We were snuggling.
I said, "Tell me one more time what you want before we get up."
She asked, "Do I get to place an order?"
I chuckled and said, "Absolutely. This is the end of our time together. I will try to give you anything you ask for."
She cooed once and wiggled closer still. She said, "I want one soft sweet orgasm with your cock deep inside me. I want to play out my favorite fantasy. I want you to give me one of the "I-love-you" orgasms that Linda talks about when she is bragging about you. I want to pretend I am Linda. I want you to be my husband. Fuck me just like you fuck her when you make love to her."
I decided no further dialog was necessary. I knew what to do. I had done this many times. I wanted Caroline to have this experience. I wanted to have the experience with her. Neither of us needed to prove anything. We were going to share some magic. This was going to be a genuine - simulated "I-love-you" fuck.
I rolled on top of her and kissed her gently. I cupped a breast in my hand and kneaded it with soft caresses. I spent a long time preparing her with slow foreplay. I tweaked her nipples with my fingers and then my tongue. I felt emotion begin to rise in her. It simmered and then began to bubble. I nurtured it and helped it grow. It did grow.
I fingered her clit and probed her entrance. She whimpered and purred as I teased her. I teased her some more while we kissed. She clung to me as if she thought I would try to escape. That wasn't going to happen.
I helped her with her fantasy too. I called her Linda and spoke sweet words in her ear as if she were Linda. I made her my wife in my mind for this hour in time. I exercised my own ability to dream with her.
I allowed the monster to probe and then invade her body. We shared deep penetration before we went near the edge. I fucked her sweet pussy slowly. Her vocalizations were words and sounds of acceptance and appreciation. She complimented my movements with undulations that were part of her willing submission. She exhibited no signs of aggression or desire for control.
She gave her body to me and allowed me to love her as I wished. I took her body and then I captured a piece her soul. She offered that up willingly too. I possessed her and she understood that she belonged to me.
I knew that we were living a fantasy that would end in a short while. I kept that secret away from her. I let her believe that this would last forever. The emotions that welled up out of her were more than delightful. They were heavenly. They enveloped us and made her happy. I wanted her to have that happiness. She had lived the last year without it.
The physical side of our copulation was equally wondrous. Her mini orgasms paraded through her body like the gentle waves that wash the beach while the wind is calm. The muscles inside her convulsed with each wave of pleasure as it passed through her. Her pussy sucked my cock. Her minis went on and on, one after another. They became part of our world and we took them for granted. This was a new state of being for her. She reveled joyfully in the throes of her ecstasy. I tried to make it last for her as long as I could. Her coos and purrs were punctuated by a gentle sob occasionally. I fucked her easily.
Her big one did come. I felt the beginning of it long before it rose to the surface. It wasn't important at first. It was just there. I couldn't tell where it had started in her body but as it grew, it enveloped more and more of her, one piece at a time. When it finally welled up and rolled over her, she was totally involved, both body and soul. It was soft and gentle. It brought pleasure in its purest form. This was not an expression of carnal lust. It wasn't extagony either. There was no pain involved. She luxuriated in her euphoria for a very long time.
I didn't even try to control myself. I knew she would only have one big one. That was all she had asked for. It was all she wanted. I went with her and lost myself in our shared experience. My orgasm was like hers. It was just as soft and gentle. It was just as wondrous. I made my physical deposit deep inside her. Mother Nature smiled at me. That made me happy.
I thought that we would go mystical but it didn't happen. I experienced some disappointment and then I realized that we had been together mystically through the whole thing. That's why it had lasted so long. We had been alone. Linda hadn't been with us. That was new. I wondered, "How could I have made this kind of connection with this girl in one weekend." I had no answer.
I lay on my back with her cuddled next to me. The quietness in the room made her gentle sobs seem louder than they were. We were uncovered. The room was warm but we hadn't worked hard enough to overheat our bodies. I was comfortable. Enough time had passed that the fire had burned out. Caroline pulled a blanket over us and then right over her head. I think she just wanted to hide from the world for a few minutes.
Her soft crying murmurs grabbed my attention. "I asked, "What's wrong?"
She whispered, "I'm okay, Luke. Just hold me. I need a minute. I'm trying to understand what just happened."
I decided it was best to let her work it out on her own if she could. Maybe she had never gone mystical before. I held her close to me.
In my mind, I had a "good-news-bad-news" moment. The good news was, it wasn't time to go yet. The bad news was, it was time to start thinking about it. I hoped that I didn't have an emotional crisis on my hands.
In another moment, she pulled the cover off her head and kissed my cheek. She sniffled once and wiped the tears from her eyes with the corner of a blanket. She asked, "May I be in your cowboy movie?"
That wasn't at all what I had expected to hear but I played along. I answered, "I think you will have to be. I'm pretty sure that Bob wants you a lot more than he wants me." She sniffled and giggled at the same time.
I said, "That's not really what you want to talk about, is it?"
She whispered, "I need to talk but not while I am lying here wrapped in all this muscle. I feel so safe and protected. I want to stay right here so, we will have to talk later."
I flexed the muscles that were holding her and drew her closer. I squeezed a cat like purr-r-r-r-r out of her. I whispered, "Give me a hint so I can think about it. What's wrong?"
She wiggled in my arms. She said, "Luke, I've had this fresh fucked and used up feeling before. I have never been as clueless as I am now about what happened to make me feel this way. I am so happy inside. Maybe, nothing is wrong. I'm not used to this and I don't understand what just happened." She said, "Please, just hold me. We can talk later."
We lay there for another hour. I didn't try to talk to her again. I might have dozed. When I awoke, she had my cock in her mouth. I was only semi-erect but things were progressing.
She realized that I was awake. She held my dick in her hand while she rose to speak to me. She said, "Be still, My Luke. I want to thank you for this wonderful weekend." She sucked my cock in such a masterful way. The experience was so pleasant as she pursued her task. I resolved to just lie there and enjoy it.
I was proud of the monster. He got very hard. Without preamble, she took me to the edge and I came in her mouth. This time she took me so deep that my ejaculate had to have gone straight to her stomach. I thought, "Why did I make this girl wait so long?"
When she knew I was finished she allowed the monster to escape. She rose and said, "Thank you." She kissed me soulfully. I let her do it. I couldn't taste myself. I let my tongue explore her mouth. I hadn't been able to give her much cum but there had been some. It wasn't in her mouth. I couldn't understand why I had kissed her that way. I had never sent my tongue on a quest for cum before. I thought, "A new experience."
She whispered in my ear. She said, "We need to shower, I am hungry and we have to go home."
She kissed me again. I just accepted this one and enjoyed it without any apprehension. She slipped out of bed and I watched her walk to the bathroom. I gave her some private time.
I spent a moment thinking about going home. I wanted to go home. I needed to be with Linda. I wondered if I should share with her everything that happened between Caroline and me. Then I realized I didn't have to think about that. We would have a truth time and I would tell her everything that she wanted to know and then let it go at that.
That thought took me down another road. How much did I want to know about her weekend? I would probably let her tell me what she wanted to and not probe any farther. I was most interested Linda's final decision on the public sex thing. She had told me that she didn't want to do it and she would tell Ed this weekend. With Caroline's description of their relationship in my head, I worried less about it.
I had already decided that I wasn't going to let it happen. I knew it wasn't going to happen when Ed talked to me about it, but I wanted to give Linda the chance to say no before I did. I would feel better if she made the correct decision and stuck by it. I figured this might be a good way to tell how much Ed could influence her. He would try very hard to talk her into it. She is a submissive.
I heard the shower. I gave Caroline one more minute and joined her there. We washed and rinsed each other. We had learned to do that over the weekend and we could do it quickly now. I thought about this being our last shower together. I wanted to make it memorable for her.
I pinned her against a wall and held her there while I kissed her. I felt her become giddy as I held her. Her arousal became obvious in the sounds she uttered and in the way, she moved against me.
I said, "It's my turn to thank you for a wonderful weekend." I kissed her again and used a finger to toy with her already hard clit. She squirmed into my hand. I licked my way to her pretty titties and spent a moment or two with each of her nipples. They came to attention easily too.
She whispered, "Oh, Luke. That's enough. Eat my pussy. Help me cum. I do want one more with you."
I slipped a finger inside her as I dropped to my knees and sucked her love button into my mouth. I sucked it and flicked my tongue over and around it. She put her hands on the back of my head and held me in place as she fucked my face. I knew she wouldn't work me too hard for this one. I could already feel it welling up inside her.
She wanted it to happen. It did happen quickly. She drew me tight into her pussy and froze in place. My ears weren't covered. I enjoyed listening to the moans and groans that she created. She had her sweet orgasm and I helped her.
Surprisingly the monster moved. I contemplated taking her back to bed for a few minutes and fucking her heart out. She reached the summit of her climax and I continued to eat her as she came down. I thought of Linda and decided that I should save something for her. Caroline's coos of contentment told me that she didn't need more anyway. She slid down the tile wall to rest on her knees in front of me. She let me hold her while I rinsed her juices from my face. She rested her head on my shoulder and whimpered softly. I was happy with our place in the universe.
We decided to go out to eat rather than take the time to cook. I flipped the mattress back onto the bed frame and dragged it into position while Caroline spread the throw rug back in front of the fireplace.
We both dressed in fresh clothes and stuffed our used things into our bags. I left a note of apology to the housekeeper along with a hundred-dollar bill. We were gone. It was just a bit after noon.
We drove in the direction of the club. We had left Caroline's car there. Along the way, we stumbled onto a small storefront Mom and Pop café. We were both hungry so we agreed to try it. We both ordered the Blue Plate special of the day. It was pot-roast with potatoes and carrots. It was served with a small salad and a slice of spice cake for dessert. It was hot and very good.
There was an awkward moment as we sat across from each other. We had enjoyed each other without reservation the whole time we were together. Now our time together was gone and I realized that we hardly knew one another. We had been acquainted for several months and we knew that we liked each other. We were close for strangers but the fact was, we were strangers.
I saw a twinkle in her eyes. She broke the silence by asking, "Luke, are there other men in the world that could excite me the way you do?"
If I had known how to blush the way she does, I would have done it for her. I replied, "I don't know but I'm very glad that I excite you."
She said, "I know that I will never give this up. Larry and I are going to have to make a new arrangement. I will never agree to be monogamous with him again." She paused and I remained quiet. She continued, "I do love him and I want to live with him as his wife. I want him to be very close to our daughter and I mean live in close. The truth is, if I ever have a chance for another experience with you, I wouldn't be able to say no."
I asked, "What if Larry won't agree to a new arrangement? He may not be able to share you."
She said, "He is a cheater, Luke. He started this. He has been sharing me for most of a year now and I have rubbed his nose in it. I wish I hadn't been as mean as I was and I won't be in the future. I believe he might warm to the idea that he can fuck around and still have Angie and me. I couldn't even be angry if he felt that way. It's the same thing I am feeling." She paused and then said, "On the other hand, there might be a divorce in our family."
I said, "I think the two of you have just become swingers. You just haven't told him yet."
She giggled and then asked, "Are you going to ask me for another date?"
I didn't hesitate. I just answered, "Yes Ma'am."
She smiled big time and giggled. She said, "I think I have figured out what happened earlier. Linda has told me about going mystical with you. That's what happened to us this morning, isn't it? It happened because of the sweet fantasy that you were helping me with."
I answered, "I think so." I continued, "It surprised me. Did you enjoy it?"
She smiled and looked at the tabletop for a moment. Her little hand slipped across the table and she held mine. She looked up into my eyes and said, "I want more of that."
I parked the little blue TR3 next to her car at the club at about three o'clock. We transferred her gear and she came to me for a good-bye kiss. We shared an especially nice one.
She whispered in my ear, "Would you like one more quickie blow before I go?" She giggled.
I told her the truth. I said, "I would truly love that but I had better save something for Linda. She might not let us do this again if you send me home weak and helpless."
Caroline giggled, kissed me again, whispered good-bye, got in her car and drove away.
I watched her go. I had enjoyed being with her immensely. I didn't feel any guilt or responsibility about the way she was feeling about her relationship with her husband. That relationship was fucked-up before I met them. I reasoned that they were both adults and needed to solve their own problems and set their own rules. I knew I was going to fuck her again if the chance came my way. I thought, "Damn, she was good. When all the crap was pushed aside, she was just fun to be with." I had another thought, "I need to find a way to give Larry another chance with Linda and me too for that matter. I had rather think of him as the good man that Caroline had described rather than the jerk I thought he was."
I looked up the way. Linda's car was sitting in the almost empty parking lot. It was in the same place that she had parked in on Friday. I thought about ringing Ed's doorbell and visiting with them before I started home. I came to my senses and thought, "Silly boy."
I got in the little sports car and found my way to Interstate 35E. I pointed her north, boosted up to seventy-five mph and headed for home. I drove a little faster after I got out of the city.
At home, I put the car in the barn and carried my bag to the house. I tossed it into the laundry room and thought, "So much for unpacking."

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-03-2026, 02:38 AM

I looked at the clock. It was a quarter till five. Sunset would be at Six-thirty and hard dark about seven. I had told Linda to be at home before dark. I figured that she would be here before seven but not much before. Ed would keep her as long as he could. I laughed to myself. I couldn't blame him.

I made myself a drink. It was too cool to sit on the patio, so I went to my den. I sat in my chair and had my drink while I prepared for Linda's homecoming. We would have our truth time and recap the weekend. The public sex thing was preying on my mind. I hoped that Linda would stick to her guns and say, "No." I didn't think she would. I had thought about it more. I was sure Ed would be able to sway her. In the end, it wouldn't matter. Linda didn't actually want to do it. I wasn't going to allow it.
I finished my drink and went up to our bedroom. Neither Linda nor I had ever shared this bed with anyone other than each other. This is the place where she feels safe and comfortable. It is where I wanted to have our talk. I decided a nap was in order. I got butt ass naked and crawled under the covers. A most beautiful vision of my Linda found its way into my mind's eye. She was Tinker Bell. Her pixie's wings were a blur as she hovered a few feet in the air. I must have fallen asleep.
I slept but I didn't know how long. The time had passed in the blink of an eye. Linda had made the slightest sound when she opened and closed our bedroom door. It was enough to bring me to wakefulness. I opened one eye just a crack and peeked at her from under the bridge of my nose. I thought, "She truly is the most beautiful woman in the world." I feigned sleep and watched her undress. There was still daylight in the room. She had made it home on time.
She attempted to curl up close to me without waking me. I made a fake sigh as I rolled and gathered her into our spoon. I still was pretending to sleep.
She snuggled in close and sighed. She whispered, "I know you are awake, Luke."
I squeezed her and held her tightly for a few seconds. I asked in my own whisper, "What do you want to do now?"
She replied, "I want you to hold me like this for the next hour. I want to feel safe and warm here with you. After that, we can talk if you want. I think we have both probably had enough sex to make that a low priority right now." I pressed the monster against her butt and made him jerk. She giggled and said, "Maybe not."
I did hold her for at least the next hour. She slept but I didn't. I lay there in thought while I watched the light in the room fade into the darkness of night and then I slept.
We both evidently needed the nap. I must have been near ten when I came awake. Linda and I were still spooned together. I squeezed her the tiniest bit and kissed the top of her shoulder. She wiggled her butt to let me know she was awake.
I said, "I'm hungry."
She replied, "I have to tinkle."
I asked, "May I have one more minute before we get up?" She wiggled her butt again and we cuddled for another ten minutes. It usually works that way.
She slid out of bed and walked to the bathroom. I lay there in the warm bed and thought, I need us to have our talk but she isn't ready yet or she would have already started the conversation. That is a bad sign. She procrastinates when she has something unpleasant that she needs to talk about.
She reappeared wearing a robe and slippers. She came to me and said, "I'll fix us something to eat. Meet me downstairs. I watched her go until she closed the door behind her. I counted to ten before I forced myself to get up. I took a leak and freshened up a bit. My good robe was in my bag that I had left in the laundry room. I found a terrycloth one that I use at the pool sometimes. I slipped my feet in my house shoes and went to the kitchen.
Linda sat at the island with a glass of her wine. She said, "I have a pizza in the oven. It will be ready in a few minutes. May I fix you a drink or would you rather have something else?"
I said, "I think, a beer would do for me."
She slipped off her stool and went to the fridge. She brought me an opened bottle of beer and drew a glass of water for me too. She is so sweet and she knows how to take care of me.
A vision flashed in my mind. Linda was naked and on her back. I watched Ed force his giant cock all the way inside her. She was under great stress. She screamed from pain, not pleasure. There was a crowd watching and cheering. Ed was fucking her mercilessly. My sweet Linda was screaming in agony and begging him to stop. The crowd went wild. They wanted to see this beautiful ice princess fucked into oblivion. White-hot anger flared in my mind.
I shook my head and forced the thought out of my head. I grabbed Linda and drew her into my arms. I had to hold her for a few seconds. A soft sigh came out of her as she snuggled close to me.
The bell on the oven sounded to signal that our pizza was ready. I released her but she didn't move away at once. Her arms were around my neck and she left them there. She brushed her lips against mine and said, "I hope that was a promise of something more to come."
I recovered my composure and replied with a chuckle, "We shall see."
She moved away to retrieve the pizza. I picked up my beer and drank about half of it. I watched my wife busy herself at the stove for about five seconds and then drank the rest of it.
Linda saw me down the beer. She didn't say anything. She got me another one, popped the cap off it and placed it on the island in front of me. I smiled at her and said, "Thank you, Sweetheart."
I realized I was very angry and I haven't even heard her story yet. The truth was, I knew what was going to happen before it happened. I thought about my vision. I knew it was unreal. I knew that Ed could never harm her. It seemed real. My anger was real.
I had already decided that I would handle the problem but I had no Idea that anger would flare up like this in me. I thought, "Too much testosterone, I guess." I began to settle down and actually had a little laugh at myself. I resolved to maintain control when Linda told me the story. There would be no reason to upset her. I would just assure her that I would handle the problem and then we could fuck our way back to happiness. I laughed at myself again.
I heard the monster speak. He said, "That's a good plan, Boss. Settle down and make it happen."
It was a good plan. We ate our pizza and I nursed my second beer with a little more decorum. I told my Linda that it was time for us to talk and I took her back to our bed. She knew by then that I was upset and I'm sure she had some idea why.
She took the initiative. She asked, "Did you enjoy being with Caroline?" She was procrastinating again. She intended to put off talking about Ed as long as she could.
Actually, I thought that was a good idea. Holding her naked body always has a calming effect on me. I wanted to be calm.
I gave her the highlights of my weekend without delving too deeply into graphic detail. I did tell her that Caroline was a super playmate and that I wanted another play date with her if I could make it happen. Linda got a bit jealous when I told her about playing in the movie. I told her that I was going to be in a cowboy movie next. She said she wanted to be in it with me but I told her that I had already promised Caroline. That upset her a bit. She bit her lip but let it go. I was being shitty. I had done that on purpose.
I brought the conversation around to her weekend. I went straight to the heart of it. I asked, "Did you tell Ed that you didn't want to be his playmate in public?"
She didn't answer right away and I felt a quiver run through her body.
I said, "This a truth time."
She said, "I did tell him that I didn't want to do it and I really don't." She paused and changed to her little girl voice. Just barely above a whisper, she continued, "We talked about it and when I understood how important it was to him, I finally agreed that I would go along."
I said, "I think you had better tell me the whole story."
She spent the next half an hour doing it but she did tell me what happened. She said, "Okay, but let me tell you the whole thing at once." I agreed to that by squeezing her left titty. It was already in my hand. She continued, "As you know, Ed had been upset with me for teasing him and putting him off. I wanted to make it up to him.
She said, "That worked out just as you said it would. His anger dissipated like smoke in the wind as soon as I crawled in bed with him. I was so glad that he was happy with me. We had a wonderful weekend together. He didn't work at all Friday night. He spent all his time with me. I gave myself to him just as you said I could. It made me so happy to please him."
I broke in and said, "You don't have to tell me everything."
She giggled but it was a very weak giggle. She continued, "He asked me to stay over Saturday night and I let him think it was his Idea. I never told him that I had already asked you. He did work some Saturday but he only left me when I was sleeping."
I said, "Get to the point, Linda."
She said, "This morning he started talking about the club remodel and the public sex thing. We had talked about it earlier and he had explained what he wanted us to do. I told him that he should ask one of the other girls to do that with him. He didn't seem to be so angry at first. He tried to sweet talk me. He said that I was the prettiest girl that comes to the club and that all the men wanted me. He said it wouldn't be nearly as special if it was with one of the other girls." She paused.
I said, "Go on."
She said, "He told me that he had already cleared it with you. I knew he was going to be angry. I had felt so bad when he was angry with me for teasing him. I didn't want to feel that way again. Finally, I gave in. I told him I would do it for him." She was sniffling and crying quietly.
I was glad that I had my little episode earlier. I think that subconsciously I had prepared myself for this eventuality. I remained tranquil inside. I knew that I was really going to be pissed at Ed later but right now, I had to help Linda. She was far more important.
I asked, "Did he talk you into wanting to do it or did you agree to do it against your wishes, just to please him?"
She whispered, "I want to please him."
I chuckled and said, "You don't want to please him in public."
She answered meekly, "I really don't but I will do it for him."
I held her close and spoke quietly into her ear. I said. "Don't worry, Baby. It will never happen. I won't allow it."
She rolled out of our spoon and nestled next to me with her head in my shoulder. She said, "But Luke, you have already agreed to it. Ed told me that he had squared it with you."
I said, "No, Little One. I would never agree to anything like that before you did." I paused and then said, "I don't think that Ed lied to you but he hasn't squared anything with me. I did tell him once that I would probably go along with whatever you wanted. He evidently mistook that for my blessing. You don't want this. I don't feel any obligation to him at all. It's not going to happen."
She said, "He is our friend. Maybe I should do this for him. It is partially for his work. His intent is to increase business and make the club stronger."
I said, "Listen to me. I want you to understand what I am about to say and I want you to give it some thought later. In my opinion, Big Ed is trying to take advantage of your feelings for him and your submissive nature. It is my place to protect you from that sort of thing. I am very angry with him. I am going to talk to him about it." A moment later, I added, "He may not be as good a friend as we have thought."
She asked, "Should I call him tomorrow and tell him that you said no?"
I answered, "No Ma'am. I don't want you to have any contact with him until further notice. I will call him in the morning. Let me handle it. Your problem has been solved and you don't even need to think about it anymore. I will handle it."
She wrapped me in an arm and a leg as she snuggled close. She just said, "Okay." There was no further conversation on the matter.
Fifteen minutes later, I had relaxed and I was enjoying being there with Linda. I thought, "We didn't talk about modifying our rules." I was drifting very near sleep. I felt her capture the monster in her hand and toy with him. He stirred and began to swell almost immediately. She giggled and this was a sweet giggle.
I helped her roll on top of me and she kissed me. She whispered, "I want you to make love with me. Then I want you to hold me, make me feel safe and keep me warm while we sleep. Twenty minutes after that, we came to completion together as we usually do. We had enjoyed the journey that took us there. Making love with her is a special event. It is far more than just having sex. It transcends anything else we do in life. We curled up together. I thought, "It's been one hell of a weekend." I fell asleep. We slept easily together through the night.
The morning sun brought a workday for me. I could smell bacon and coffee both. I allowed myself one more minute in my warm spot and then forced myself up and at 'em.
Linda was bright this morning. She sat across the island from me while I ate. She was wearing her bathrobe and her hair had been dried after her shower. She had put it up in her signature ponytail. Her green eyes twinkled in the sunlight and one smile after another danced across her face. The morning news was on the small TV on the counter. We were trading comments on the sad state of world affairs.
Her demeanor changed, "She said, "Before you go, I want to talk about Ed for a minute."
I said, "Okay, shoot." She took a few seconds to formulate what she wanted to say and I used that time to recap in my mind what had passed between Linda and me the night before.
She said, "Listen to me. I know that you are more than a little upset with Ed. I have considered what you said last night and I believe you are wrong, Luke. He really is our friend. I know he is our friend. I think he did step out of bounds just as you said but I don't think it was a premeditated thing. I think he impulsively followed his instinct to get me to agree to something he wants badly. I know you need to talk to him to air your grievances." She paused for breath and then continued. She said, "Please be diplomatic. Find out what the truth is and we can go from there. Try to do that without blowing this out of proportion."
Her whole speech sounded like the product of a lot of thought. I was impressed. I said, "You don't want to lose him. Do you?"
She took my hand in hers. She answered, "Luke, you are the man that I love. You may need to read your pendant." She was fingering hers. "She said, "I will follow your lead in this, no matter what but no, I don't want to lose him. None of us have so many friends that we can afford to lose one." After a pause, she asked, "May I tell you what I was thinking as I went to sleep last night?"
I said, "Sure."
She picked up a notebook from the counter. I recognized it as her private journal. It is the place where she records her most secret inner feelings. Even I don't normally have access to it. I would never violate her wishes about this and it is a rare occasion when she invites me to read from it.
She opened the book and turned to the last entry. She said, "I wrote this morning about my weekend. I want you to read it."
I took the book and read the short passage to myself. Linda had written, "Yesterday and the day before were red letter days for me. The thing that made them so special was I was allowed to give myself to both of the most powerful and important men in my life at this moment. We had sex once before but I gave myself to Ed for his pleasure for the first time. It was something I wanted to do to ease some pain that he had suffered at my hand. I also wanted to do it to satisfy the sweet carnal lust that I feel for my friend. Luke is the total opposite. He is my husband and the only man that I truly love. He is the only man that I make love with. He is the one who allowed me to have this past weekend. They are friends with each other. Luke is at odds with Ed right now over something that was the result of my weakness. I prayed that they could work it out and remain friends."
I asked, "Do you want me to forgo my confrontation with him and allow you to do this public sex thing?"
She replied, "This is a truth time, and this is the truth. I don't want to do it but I would for him. It's not going to happen because you don't want it to. I will not do anything you don't want me to do. Neither of us can change that so there is no real reason to talk about it any further. I want you and Ed to talk it out. I want you to make Ed understand why you're angry and I want you to satisfy yourself that something similar won't happen again. I want our boundaries to be better defined and still have Ed as a friend when all this is over."
I hesitated but finally, I said, "I'll try, Sweetheart."
I drove my TR3 to work that day. The little machine is fun to drive and sometimes it takes my mind off whatever is tormenting me. It didn't work that day. I was pissed at Ed. Linda's attempt to moderate my anger wasn't working either. By the time I got to the office, I knew that I wasn't going to have a telephone conversation with Ed. We were going to be eyeball to eyeball sometime today. I thought seriously about cutting his nuts out. It was a pleasant thought but then I realized I wasn't really that pissed at him. I actually had a small laugh at myself. I also realized that the thought made me feel better. I thought, "If I do that, I will probably lose him as a friend forever." I laughed out loud at that gross understatement.
I had just come to understand that Ed hadn't committed an irrevocable offense. I knew that I could fix the problem. No real damage had been done yet. It wasn't as if he had bangd or injured Linda. My anger for Ed had not totally dissipated but my desire to kill him had subsided to a degree. I thought, "Maybe I can be diplomatic as Linda had asked, for once in my life. I wasn't at all sure I could do that. Deep inside me, there was still the urge at least to fuck him up a little bit.
I thought about physical combat with Ed. He was four inches taller than me and at least thirty pounds heavier. The thirty pounds was muscle. He was definitely stronger if you measured strength by the ability to bench press a Volkswagen.
He had no training beyond a few boxing lessons that I knew about. I had seen him work out once. He was far too big and too slow to be a contender in that arena. He might have done well in a fake wrestling conference where everything was choreographed.
He was not a warrior. He had no military experience and probably had never had to use anything beyond intimidation to have it his way in his whole life. In his work environment, he always had bouncers to take care of any real physical problem. It might be that he hadn't personally been in a fight since he was in grade college.
He would use a weapon to defend himself if need be. I had known him to carry a handgun on occasion. I doubted that he knew much about its use. He definitely wouldn't know how to use a knife. I doubted that he would be armed in his own home. If he was, I could disarm him easily enough if I had surprise on my side.
I was confident that I could take him if we were both bare handed. I couldn't give him a chance or toy with him. He is too big and strong for that. He could get lucky. I couldn't let him get near me or grab hold of me. I would have to seriously injure and disable him as quickly as I could. The fight could only last a few seconds.
The other thing was, he knew as much about me as I knew of him. He wouldn't want to fight with me.

Ramesh_Rocky · 18-03-2026, 02:39 AM

Suddenly, it became less important for me to kick his ass. I knew I could do it and he did too. Maybe it wouldn't actually have to happen. I knew one thing. If it came to that, we could never be friends again. I found no humor in those words this time.

I thought, "Maybe the penchant for violence that lives inside me is being tempered as I age."
I told Alice that I had an appointment in Dallas at four-thirty. She arranged my schedule so that I was able to drive away before three. I snuck up on Ed. I rang his doorbell just a bit after four. The club is closed on Mondays and I had hoped that he would be alone. It turned out that he was.
He opened the door. I put a finger in the middle of his chest and pushed him back a step or two. I said, "We need to talk."
He was quick on the uptake and he did have his wits about him. He responded, "I can see by the fire in your eyes that we do." A second later, he added, "I hope that you take the time to have a drink before we get started. I think it would be better if you calmed down some."
I said, "Make me a double and I will drink half of it before I unload on your ass."
He handed me the drink and said, "I'm still hoping this isn't about Linda. She is very special to me, you know."
I said, "That's a good place to start."
Forty-five minutes later, we were both all talked out. Oddly enough, I felt pretty good about what had transpired between us. First, I had made Ed understand that my Linda was never going to be used sexually or any other way for the entertainment of the masses. I made sure that he knew that his twisting her arm emotionally or using her submissiveness to coerce her into doing things against her will would never be tolerated.
He had realized and admitted that he had taken a few steps over the line in using his feigned anger with her as a tool to bend her will and bring her to him for the weekend. He demonstrated the proper contrition and made me understand his suffering. He had been given a taste of her favors and then starved for them. I understood that and felt some empathy for him, believe it or not. I understood why Linda had felt so guilty.
We discussed other things. I was assured that no harm would ever come to Linda while she was under Ed's protection and she would never be forced into anything. I knew all that to begin with. I came away believing that I had been wrong and Ed was a true friend to both Linda and me. I was convinced that Caroline had been correct when she had said that the relationship between Linda and Ed was a healthy one. Ed made me understand that it had been many years since he had a true friend before Linda came along. He was in great fear of losing her.
I never got an apology from Ed but then I didn't expect or ask for one. He did take responsibility for his actions and convinced me that he would place Linda on her proper pedestal. I knew that he would never use her feelings for him or her submissive nature to have his way with her again. He asked my permission to call her and beg her forgiveness.
Linda was waiting for me when I parked the car outside the kitchen door. The last traces of sunset were in the west and there was a slight breeze. It was just a mite too cool. Linda was wearing one of my shirts. She bubbled with happiness and yet tears trickled down her cheeks. It was obvious that she had talked to Ed. It was also obvious that she was very pleased with me.
I was a little pleased with me too. I had resolved my issues and Linda's without ever threatening my friend physically. Well, not very much anyway. Realistically, I understood that I couldn't share my most prized possession without experiencing some strife and conflict. I was wearing my pendant. I had read it several times that day. Everything was all right.
Linda took me to our bedroom. The candles were already burning.
To be continued...

Ramesh_Rocky · 20-03-2026, 02:26 PM

Hall Pass (46) February Got Crazy

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February of 1990 was the first time that our hobby got completely out of hand. I knew it was going to happen. We had too many irons in the fire and we had obligated ourselves to too many people.
I was sure that Linda and Ed would want to have some make-up sex as soon as they could. Ed was feeling extremely guilty for his recent shenanigans. He needed to apologize to Linda in an up-close and personal way. I wanted that to happen for two reasons. One reason was unselfish and one was selfish for sure. I wanted them to have some time together without strife. They needed to feel comfortable with one another again. To do that, they had to mend their fences. The selfish reason was that I might be able to wangle another weekend with Caroline. I knew one thing, beyond doubt. I hadn't had enough of her.
I decided not to concern myself with that situation yet. I knew that Linda and Ed would talk by phone and they would make a plan. Linda would meet me when I come home from work one evening. She would be wearing one of my dress shirts. She would try to convince me that we should go to the club on our regular night and she should spend the night with Ed. I would let her convince me and I would get a pass to have a date with Caroline. I was convinced that I could let Linda do the set-up on this one.
Walt and Liz were coming on the second Friday this month too. I had told Walt that Linda and I would fudge on our "once-a-month" rule when they were here. That had been Linda's idea in reality. It's always better for me if it's Linda's idea.
The plan was for Walt to rent a car, drop Liz off at the ranch and come to the plant to conduct his business. That would all happen on Friday and then they would be our guest at the ranch until midday Sunday. I was excited about seeing Liz again. It had been a long time. I'm sure Linda was anxious to see Walt too.
Walt's visit to the plant was legitimate. He needed periodic visits to monitor the project in which we were involved. In addition, an issue needed streamlining on the billing process. He and Alice would iron that out. Business with Walt has always ran smoothly.
I had told myself to relax and enjoy Linda's company up until Walt and Liz's arrival. Something happened to change that. On the Friday before Walt's visit, I had occasion to drive into Dallas for a lunch meeting with one of my other customers.
The weather was shitty and the forecast was shittier. It was raining and nasty. The temperature was just below freezing and dropping. There was a good chance I would be driving on ice to get home. I opted to drive my pick-up rather than the TR3. The truck is far more stable and it has four-wheel drive. I probably should have postponed the meeting but there was just too much money involved.
I had lunch with the customer at his country club. The food was good and we did some serious afternoon indulgence in adult beverages. We negotiated a deal that would generate about $1,300,000.00 in net overhead and profit for my company. That would be enough money to keep us in the black for a while. I let myself have a little extra fun. I wasn't drunk but I was impaired.
I walked out into the parking lot about six o'clock. Sleet was falling out of the sky and ice was forming on everything. I went back in and called Linda. I explained the situation and told her that I was going to get a room and stay in Dallas for the night. Texans can't drive worth a shit on ice and that is especially true at night.
She asked, "Have you thought about calling Barb. I'm sure she would offer you a place to stay." She giggled.
I answered, "I must be drunker than I thought. I hadn't thought of that."
Linda giggled again. She said, "You should have thought about it. You have a pass in your pocket, don't you?"
We had exempted Barb from our "once-a-month rule" several months ago. Linda and I had given each other open passes to be with Barb. We never informed Barb of the new deal. We didn't want her to expect more than we could give her.
I told Linda that I loved her and I would be home tomorrow. The last thing I said was, "I'm calling Barb now."
I did call Barb. I told her of my predicament. She asked, "Do you have a pass, Luke?"
I replied, "As a matter of fact, I do."
She giggled her sweet red-headed giggle for me and said, "I can offer you a warm bed in a cold room and a promise that you won't have to sleep alone." She paused and asked, "Are you hungry?"
I said, "No I have just eaten. I'm going to drive slowly and carefully. It will take me half an hour to get there." Then I asked, "Do I need to bring anything?"
She said, "Just get here in one piece. That will make me happy."
I never got over twenty miles per hour and forty-five minutes passed before I parked on the street in front of Barb's place. Friday's rush hour in a developing ice storm became dangerous.
I was dressed in a business suit with an overcoat. I hadn't brought any luggage but I did have my hunting kit that lived in my truck's toolbox. I had some foul weather clothes and boots along with a shaving kit. I could get by.
Barb welcomed me with enthusiasm. She was happy to have me as a roommate during this inclement weather. She had thought she would be alone. She came into my arms and allowed me to know that she was naked except for her thin robe. She kissed me fervently and then helped me out of my street clothes and into a robe that she had warmed by the heater for me. I had used the same robe the last time I was here.
Her apartment had no fireplace but it did have an open flame ceramic space heater that burned natural gas. The living room and kitchen were nice and warm. It felt very good to be in out of the cold. We sat in front of the heater and drank coffee while I warmed up.
Barb said, "After you called, I closed off the bedrooms and turned the heat off in there."
She knew that three of my favorite things in life were a cold room, a warm bed and a hot woman. She planned to give me all three. Barb always excites me. She is very special. The monster moved.
She said, "Luke, I called Linda."
I chuckled and said, "You didn't believe I had a pass, did you?"
She replied, "I wanted to be absolutely sure. I have been on your shit list before. I don't want to fuck up and fall out of grace with you or Linda again. Are you angry with me?" She giggled and said, "You can spank me if you think I need it."
I chuckled and asked, "What did Linda say?"
She answered, "She said that it was an emergency and she sent you here. She also said that she would worry less about you if we were together." She giggled and said, "She thinks you need someone to watch over you."
I said, "Let's go crawl in that warm bed that you promised me."
She giggled and led me into her bedroom. It wasn't frosty cold in there but it was cool enough that we would want to stay under the covers and cuddle. Three scented candles lit the room with their flickering light to enhance the ambiance. Candlelight is another thing that Barb knows I like.
We dropped our robes she came into my arms. We kissed and I enjoyed holding her warm body in the cool air. I tucked her under the covers and crawled in with her. We have done this many times in the past. Our bodies fit together very well. This redhead holds much sway over me. She owns a piece of my soul.
She was holding my hard cock in her hand. She giggled and asked, "Do you want to skip the foreplay."
I replied, "Oh, hell no. You know that foreplay with you is another of my favorite things. I want to go slow and make this last all night."
She said, "Me too, Luke. I want it to last longer than that." I watched her head slip under the covers. She repositioned herself nearer my center and I felt her suck my cock's head into her mouth. The monster jerked.
Having sex with Barb is not like being with a new partner. I thought about Caroline. I spent my whole weekend with her feeling my way around a learning curve. I know more about her now than I did before but far less than I want to know. Barb and I, on the other hand, are very familiar with each other. I know what she enjoys and what makes her tick on the inside. She knows me at least as well. I know that familiarity breeds boredom but Barb and I are not together very often. It doesn't seem to affect us that way. I have never felt bored with her.
Being in bed with Caroline was a great adventure for me. Being here with Barb is no less exciting but it is different. There is nothing left to prove here. I have confidence that we will both enjoy this night together. We will please each other sexually and then we will sleep comfortably together. We will each go our own way tomorrow and each of us will look forward to the next time we can be together. Barb is special.
I enjoyed her sucking my dick until I felt like I was punishing her. I didn't want to do that. I drew her away from the monster, twisted her body to her back and lay on top of her. She enjoys the weight of my body pressing down on her. I am always careful to give her exactly the right amount of weight, never too much. I kissed her and let my fingers search out some of her secret places. I am aware of all her erogenous zones. It is easy for me to stimulate each of them.
I touch her with my hands, kiss her with my lips, lick her with my tongue, nip her with my teeth and suck some of her sweetest parts into my mouth. She always responds well and she is very good at letting me know when she wants more of something. I always make a special effort to give it to her.
I can excite her to the point where her mini orgasms prance through her body as if they were on parade. I am proud of every one of them and she is always appreciative of the thrills that she gleans from them. Her big ones sometimes come in groups too. She cums so easily for me. She is extraordinarily multi-orgasmic and her reactions to my efforts always generate a boost to my ego. In short, I love fucking this girl.
She will allow me to play with her until she is ready and then she will ask me to help her cum. She will tell me how to help. I do as she asks and invariably her orgasm will envelop her completely. She knows I will hold her and protect her while she is lost in her ecstasy. I can feel the comfort she enjoys when she is in my arms.
Sometimes depending on my state of arousal, I will help her through it and then try to give her another one. Sometimes, I give in to my desire and cum with her. Most of the time, I deposit the product of my orgasm deep inside her pussy. She knows that is how I take the most pleasure from her. Sometimes I completely lose it and just fuck her hard for my own pleasure. She is more than willing to allow that. It gives her great pleasure and boosts her ego. Ego is not just a man thing.
Our best sex, of course, is when we both lose it at the same time. We both try to make that happen and we are successful more often than not now. She has more orgasms than I do but I have had three with her in one night. Usually, two is enough for me. One is enough if she is satisfied.
This night was extra special for both of us. I think it was because it was a surprise. We were physically together less than an hour after we knew it was going to happen. There was no time to think and dream about the encounter. It was just happening. It was happening very well too.
We were both highly aroused by our foreplay and we made it last a long time. Neither of us had any desire to play the final act and draw our euphoria to a close. I had licked, sucked or fingered every sensitive place on her body and she had bestowed the same pleasures on me.
Finally, she whispered, "It's time, Luke. Help me cum. Help me right now."
I had her clit in my mouth and was in the process of giving it a world-class tongue bath. Both her hands were on the back of my head holding me tight into her vee and her pussy was rocking into me as she fucked my face. I helped her cum and it only took a few seconds to send her into her Seventh Heaven.
She became very energetic and she begged me not to stop in several ways. I didn't stop. When it was over for her, she collapsed and lay motionless flat on her back. I didn't stop then either. I continued to eat her sweet pussy until I felt the tremble of new arousal begin to rise in her.
At that point, I rolled her over face down, got her up on her knees and had her doggy style for a few minutes. I was very deep inside her and this had been my initial penetration. I fucked her gently with long slow strokes. She purred. I was near the edge but I wasn't ready for it to end. I held the monster in check.
We enjoyed each other for several minutes this way. This is Linda's favorite position and she cums easily when I have her this way. It doesn't have the same effect on Barb. She loves to fuck this way but she considers it foreplay. In another moment, she asked to be on top.
I rolled to my back. She planted a knee on either side of me and mounted me like a cowgirl. She sat upright and her pelvis rolled and pitched in the most wonderful way. Her antics had sloughed the blankets off us and cool air and candlelight invaded our world. Her Kegel muscles came into play and it felt like her pussy was sucking me deeper into her most secret place. Linda had taught her how to do this.
The first time I had sex with her she had no idea that she had muscles in her pelvic floor. I mentioned it to Linda and Linda taught her the proper exercises. Barb once told me that she had a small silicone dick that she used for practice. She said that she tried to practice every day. She could make her pussy feel like a vice now.
At length, she laid her beautiful boobs on my chest and kissed me. A moment later, she said, "Be still. I want to do this by myself." She kept fucking me in a most delightful way. Then she whispered, "I cumming, Luke. Be still. Let me do this. Oh God, I'm cumming."
I lay there and let her fuck me. I was too close to the edge. I wasn't sure I could control myself. The monster wasn't helping. I could feel my every heartbeat in him. Somehow, I held back. Her orgasm was very deep and she came down from her peak very slowly. It was a most enjoyable experience for both of us.
She continued to fuck me but the urgency in her movements lessened. I was still near the edge. I tried to back away from it but I couldn't. I hung there on the brink of orgasm.
I felt her excitement return. It was building and starting to bubble in her belly again. She whispered, "I'm having another one. Help me I'm cumming."
I lost it. I rolled us by force into the missionary position and pulled the covers back over us. I fucked her with great authority. I hammered her pussy as if I was trying to hurt her. Truthfully, the thought had never crossed my mind. I was out of control and using her body for my own pleasure with no regard for her wants or needs. I never even considered that I might hurt her.
I hadn't had sex for a couple of days. I was full of cum. In my mind's eye, I could see it shooting out of my throbbing cock in great quantities. It coated the inside of her channel and pooled in the deepest place. I continued banging her right through what I knew would be my last spasm and then one more very deep penetration. I forced my cock all the way inside her and held him there for another minute until we both stopped quivering.
I lay on top of her and let her support some of my weight. Her legs were wrapped around me and her arms had encircled my neck. I felt her limbs relax and fall to the mattress. I pulled my cock almost out of her and then slowly slid it back where it had been. I did it again and then one last time. I was losing my erection. I rolled to my back beside her.
We were both sucking air as if there wasn't enough to go around. We were still under the covers and we had overheated just a bit. I stuck a leg out into the cold air of the room. It felt so good that I folded our covers back and off us. We lay there side by side and Barb moved closer to me so that we were touching. The cool air was nice and the candlelight seemed extra bright. It had been very dark under the blankets.
I said, "Thank you, Sweetheart. That was so good."
She giggled and replied, "Luke, it was so good it hurt."
Caroline sprung into my mind. I thought, "Extagony." I thought, "Athenais."
I brought my mind back to Barb. I asked, "Did I hurt you?"
She cooed and whispered, "Just a little. It was so nice. Thank you."
She giggled and rolled on top of me and kissed me for a few seconds before she slipped out of my arms and off the bed. I watched her walk in the flickering light. She seemed stable and well coordinated. My toes were still curled. I didn't think I could walk even if I could stand up. I thought, "Women are just stronger sexually than men are."
I pulled the blankets back over me and gave her a few minutes while I gathered enough strength to follow her into the bathroom. It was nice and warm in there. We bathed each other. We indulged in some very light hanky-panky. It was nothing more than playfully showing our appreciation for one another.
Barb offered me a sandwich and I accepted. She had a package of prepared pulled pork. She emptied it into a twelve-inch cast iron skillet with a pat of butter and an egg. She set it over low heat and finely chopped a red onion and a handful of mushrooms. She stirred everything together and let it heat slowly for another moment before she turned the heat up to medium. In another minute, she scbangd the contents of the skillet into a bowl and set it on the table.
She put mayonnaise and shredded lettuce on the table. Then she apologized for not having a tomato. I filled two glasses with tap water and sat them on the table with two plates and the flatware I thought we would need. A loaf of bread was already there with a bag of chips. The whole operation had taken five minutes and suddenly we were all set.
Barb pulled her chair close enough to me that our knees touched under the table. Her personality is touchy-feely. I love it. We ate and talked.
I asked, "Have you heard from Peg?" Peg is Barb's niece. She and I share some history. She is a sweet younger woman. Actually, she is a wanton trollop. That of course, is one of my favorite traits in a woman, especially the younger ones.
Barb replied, "I'm so glad you asked. She calls me about once a week. She always asks about you and whether you have asked about her." She paused and said, "There is something I need to ask you."
I said, "Go."
Barb looked down and then up at me. She asked, "Do you want to have a threesome with me and her as she suggested.
I laughed and choked on the food in my mouth. When I could, I answered, "Oh, hell no." I took a deep breath and tried to explain. I said, "Barb I can barely keep up with you and I don't know that I could keep up with Peg at all as young as she is. I damn sure couldn't keep up with both of you." I paused and said, "You need to help me make sure that that scene is never played out. There is a good chance I wouldn't live through it."
She giggled and laid her hand high on the inside of my thigh. She said, "You keep up with me just fine and you always hold up your end when you and Linda let me sleep in the middle."
I said, "You and Linda enjoy playing with each other. You always give me plenty of recovery time and a lot of visual stimulation. I love our threesomes but that wouldn't work with you and Peg. You and Peg are not going to play together. The situation would be very awkward. Let's not go there."
Barb said, "She has asked me if I thought you and Linda would let her sleep in the middle one night. Would you consider that?"
I said, "I'll tell you what. Tell her I said that any time that I get to spend with her would be very precious to me. Tell her that I wouldn't want to share her with anyone."

Ramesh_Rocky · 20-03-2026, 02:28 PM

Barb laughed. She said, "That will make her happy but you need to find a way to spend some time with her. She is young and infatuated with you."

I asked, "Is this going to be a problem?"
Barb giggled and replied, "Yes, but just for a short time. She will soon come to realize that you aren't going to be with her often. She is a cutie and she doesn't have trouble finding playmates. She will soon go off on another tangent, probably with a young man closer to her age."
I chuckled and said, "I'm sure you are right." A few seconds later, I asked, "How is it that you are still unencumbered? Tell me what's going on in your love life."
She looked at me and smiled. She asked, "Do you really want to know?"
I nodded and she went on, "I have a fuck buddy that I see often enough. I have decided that I'm not going to be exclusive with anyone for now."
I said, "Well, tell me about him."
She giggled and said, "Well the first thing is, he is a she." She gave me a few seconds to absorb that and then said, "She is recently divorced and when I met her she was in a sad state emotionally. I think our relationship has helped her some. She said that I am her second female lover and the first was while she was in high college. She is close to my age and we are both enjoying each other. We will see where it goes."
I asked, "Do neither of you have a man around anywhere?"
She laughed aloud this time. She answered, "I have you, Luke. Heaven knows I fuck you every chance I get." I had to laugh too.
She said, "I do have to jump back into reality here. It is almost eleven and tomorrow is a workday for me. I want one more little piece of you but then I have to get some sleep."
I said, "The roads will be too bad for you to drive in the morning. You won't be able to go to work."
She said, "The storm is why I have to go. I live close enough to the bank to walk to work. I might be the only officer there tomorrow. The bank can't open without at least one officer present. I will be there."
I said, "Such is life when duty calls." We cleaned the kitchen and went back to bed.
We got under the covers and her warm naked body felt so good to me. I pulled her into my favorite spoon position and held her close to me.
I said, "I'm ready for sleep too. Let's save it and have a real nice quickie before we get up in the morning."
She giggled and said, "That's a plan." She wiggled her butt against me and she was asleep in a very few minutes. We kept each other warm through the night in the cold room and slept very well together.
Morning came before morning. It must have been about five o'clock when I came awake. It was still dark out and two of our candles had burned out. Barb was licking and sucking one of my nipples and toying with my semi-erect cock. When she realized that I was awake, she snuggled close and kissed me on my jawline.
She whispered, "It is so nice to wake up with a powerful man and a hard cock in my bed." She paused for a second and added, "Well, I'm still working on the hard cock bit but we are getting there." She giggled.
I said, "I have to get up."
She said, "You better hurry back. We only have half an hour. I want the quickie that you promised me and you had better get something started pretty soon."
I relieved myself, rinsed my mouth out and washed the sleep from my eyes. I was thinking about the hot woman in the warm bed in the cold room all the time. I was turning myself on.
I crawled back in bed with her. She took hold of my cock, which was at about eighty percent now. She said, "My-my-my."
She crawled on top of me and stuck her tongue in my mouth. She tasted like cinnamon toothpaste. She had been up while I was still asleep. She used her hands to position the monster properly and began to slide her clit up and down his length. He became almost painfully hard right away.
In just a moment, she said, "I am about to cum, Luke. I want to cum right now. I'm skipping the rest of our foreplay." The whole while she was helping the monster find his way inside her.
I grabbed a double handful of her sweet bottom and thrust into her by reflex. She moaned and between whimpers said, "Yes, Luke, hell yes. I need this. Fuck me, Luke. Make it good for me."
She was unbelievably wet. Her pussy was flexing and gripping me but she was so slippery inside that I knew I could fuck her any way I wanted to. I rolled us over and took command of the superior position. I fucked her with abandon. I used short, deep powerful strokes and pounded her into the mattress. She wrapped me in her legs and began to meet my thrusts with those of her own. We fucked each other very hard. Her vocalizations were constant now and they became louder as we went. She begged for more and I gave it to her. We were benefitting from the previous experience we had with one another. We worked very well together.
Her orgasm happened in less than a minute. I never felt her have a mini. It was a surprise to me and I wasn't prepared. She went to the peak of her climax and screamed loud enough that I know she woke the neighbors. I just kept fucking her. She started to come down but she was still in ecstasy. I fucked her some more. I felt her begin to relax.
I was racing to the edge now. I intended just to use her body for my pleasure now. It didn't work that way. I felt her second heat as it came to the surface. I helped her with it and her second orgasm washed over her. She didn't scream this time. In fact, she was very quiet but her whole body convulsed in her passion. She bucked under me like a wild thing. She made some noises that weren't lady-like.
I lost it then. I lost track of what was happening around me. My body emptied itself into the sweet pussy of this hot woman. I thought I heard her giggle. I fucked her until I was dry and my spasms stopped. I ran out of energy and collapsed on top of her. She was already lying motionless under me. She was whimpering between gasps for air. My body was starved for oxygen too.
I lay on top of her for a minute and then rolled off and onto my back. She didn't move. She was breathing deeply but easily now.
A minute after that, she rolled up on her side to face me. She snuggled close and drew our blankets over us. We had lost our covers somewhere along the way again. She whispered, "M-m-m-m. Thank you. I have to get up in four minutes." I didn't have enough energy to talk. I had barely found enough strength to hold her weakly in my arms. The warmth of her body and our blankets felt good to me.
I slipped into that peaceful place between sleep and wakefulness. The four minutes seemed to last for a long time because I was enjoying every second of it. The bedside alarm went off and I experienced a moment of deep depression. I wanted to stay right where I was and hold her forever.
She wasn't having that. She intended to go to her work. She outlined a plan. She said, "Let me have my time in the bathroom and then you can shower while I fix us some breakfast. Then you can drive me to work in your truck. You can come back here and stay as long as you like. You should stay until it gets warmer outside. I will probably find a ride home but if I don't, it's only a three-block walk.
I asked, "Should I stay another night?"
She giggled and replied, "That would be wonderful but my girlfriend is coming this evening." She said, "I'm not ready to spring you on her yet. That might happen not so far in the future if you want. She likes men too. I think she would really like you." She giggled again.
We followed the plan. I dressed in my hunting gear including my lace-up boots and parka. The ice storm wasn't as bad as anticipated. The surface air temperature never dipped below twenty-seven degrees and the ground was warm enough that the only place ice accumulated was on the bridges and elevated roads. The streets were clear all the way to Barb's bank and the temperature was rising.
I dropped her off at ten minutes before eight and I didn't have to stay with her. Two other employees were already there. I kissed her good-bye and started for home right then. I hate ice. I had never developed the skills necessary to drive on it. I drove slowly and with caution. I was home with Linda before noon and without mishap.
I found Linda wrapped in a blanket and asleep in my recliner in the den. I raised a corner of the blanket and peeked under it. Linda was wearing one of my sweatshirts. It, of course, fit her little body like a loose gown. It was a very sexy look in a down-home sort of way. She had prepared to quiz me about my night with Barb.
I couldn't believe that I had come through the gate and into the house without waking her. I looked at her. She really was sound asleep. I deduced that she hadn't slept much last night. She had been here alone during the storm. A pang of guilt swept through me for leaving her in that predicament.
I scooped her up in my arms and walked up the stairs to our bedroom. Her eyes fluttered open and focused on me. I said, "I want a nap in our bed and I want you with me."
She cooed and closed her eyes as she snuggled close to me.
Our bedroom was freezing cold. The heat was off and the window cracked open. Our bed hadn't been slept in. I thought again, "Cold room, warm bed and a hot woman."
I tucked her under the covers without taking her shirt off. I made myself naked and crawled in beside her. We snuggled close together and the flannel sheets warmed nicely in just a minute. We were warm and comfortable in two minutes. She rose up, discarded her sweatshirt and snuggled back down next to me. Her mannerisms always arouse me. The monster moved.
I asked, "Did you not sleep here last night?"
She answered quietly, "It was too cold to sleep here without you. I spent the night in the blue room. The heat is on in there."
I said, "I'm sorry, Baby. I should have come home last night. I should never have left you alone."
She asked, "Did Barb keep you warm?"
I chuckled and replied, "She did for a fact and she did a good job of it."
She said, "She called me right after you called her. She wanted to make sure I knew where you were. I thought that was nice of her."
I said, "I know. She told me. I told her that you had given me a pass. I should have given her a spanking for thinking that I would lie to her about that. I didn't spank her. I let her off the hook."
Linda asked, "Did she fuck you silly?"
I laughed. I said, "We had sex but we didn't make a marathon out of it. We were both asleep by eleven last night and she had to work today. I drove her to her bank and started home from there. She said she could get a ride home."
She said, "Well, that almost sounds like a wasted opportunity."
I chuckled and said, "Oh, no. I always enjoy being with Barb. She is special."
She said, "Yes she is. As soon as the weather clears, I'm going to drive down there and spend a night with her."
I just said, "Okay." After a pause, I said, "Barb has a regular female fuck buddy now and she did bring up a rather kinky subject regarding Peg."
Linda asked, "What?"
I said, "She asked me if I wanted to do a threesome with her and Peg. I told her that I thought that would be awkward. I couldn't see Barb and Peg doing each other. That would almost be like a mother-daughter thing. The other thing is, I might not survive an encounter like that."
Linda giggled and said, "Now, tell me about the fuck buddy."
I continued, "Wait, wait. Next, she told me that Peg wanted to know if you and I would let her sleep in the middle sometime."
Linda said, "Let me tell you what I think about that. I've had sex with Peg if you remember. She wasn't into it. She isn't bi. She is just willing to do anything to be in bed with you. I think you should find some time to be alone with her if you want. That is what she really wants." A moment later, she said, "Fuck buddy?"
I told Linda what Barb had said about her friend, they were not exclusive and I hadn't met her. We let it go at that.
My mind refocused on Peg. I thought, "My sentiments exactly, Sweetheart." I said, "About Peg. That is a happy thought but it seems like I already have too much on my plate. Do you remember, Walt and Liz will be here next weekend?"
Linda giggled and said, "I can't wait. I have missed my project guy." She hesitated and then said, "We need to talk more about our cruise while they are here." She squirmed closer to me while she thought about Walt. I thought about the time I watched him slowly slide his cock completely inside her sweet pussy. Her eyes rolled up in the top of her head and she surrendered herself utterly to him. That was not an unpleasant thought for me. That is the reason we swing. I'm glad Walt makes her happy.
The next Friday came. Our phone rang before eight in the morning. It was Walt. He informed me that they were on the ground in Dallas and had picked up their rental car. He expected to be at the ranch around ten o'clock.
I made a slight change of plans and decided to wait at the ranch for them. Walt and I could drive into my office together. The bigger reason was, I was anxious to see Liz. I called Alice and told her of my new plan.
Walt and Liz made good time. They drove through our front gate before ten. Liz jumped out of the car and all but ran to me. She threw her arms around my neck and drew me down to kiss her. I held her close and enjoyed feeling her body move against me. All of my memories of our last time together flooded my consciousness during that kiss.
I peeked at Linda and Walt. They were kissing too. Linda was stretched upright against him. She was standing on the toes of one foot and had her other leg wrapped around him. He had a handful of her ass and was helping her grind her pussy against him. I thought, "Damn."
Liz whispered, "It's been four months, Luke. I have dreamed about you every night since Walt told me we were coming."
In another minute we all came down from cloud nine and reentered the real world. The fact was, we didn't have time for even a quickie. Walt and I were supposed to be at the plant by eleven and it would take twenty minutes to get there. We unloaded their luggage and argued about who was going to sleep in the pool house. Walt wanted Liz and me to have it. He wanted to watch us again. We moved Liz's stuff into the pool house and Walt's gear went to the blue room. That was the guest room with the best TV.
Walt and I arrived at my office right on time. We decided that the best order of business was to give Walt his time in the plant first and then he and Alice could do their trick after lunch. All business was satisfactorily concluded by three o'clock. Walt and I jumped in my truck and headed back to the ranch.
We had wasted our time together while driving in. We talked about business. Now we talked about the good stuff. I was surprised at how much had happened with him and Liz in the last four months. We had stayed in touch but only on a superficial level. Our business is conducted more between Walt and Alice than between Walt and me.
Walt told me that they had found a swinger's club similar to ours close to their home. Through that club, they had met a couple who were members of a closed swinger group that consisted of no more than ten couples. To make the story shorter, Walt and Liz were invited to be guests at one of their functions.
Walt said, "At that time there were only seven couples in the group. They voted on Liz and me the next meeting and we became couple number eight." He continued, "When you and Linda visit, we will take you to one of our parties as guests if you like."
I said, "We can talk about it."
He said, "Talk to Liz about it. She enjoys herself with them a great deal."
I listened to Walt talk. He gave me the impression that he wasn't the playing the part of the meek cuckold anymore. He seemed to be more in control and in charge. I understood. They had become swingers. Linda had said that would happen. Sometimes she amazes me. She is rarely wrong when she makes a prediction. Her grasp of the subtleties in relationships is beyond me. Her original intent with Walt was to bring him out of his shell and put him on an even footing with Liz. I think her work might be done.
We entered the house by the back door in the kitchen. The girls had been forewarned when we opened the front gate. Linda handed me a double Crown over rocks and asked Walt what he would like.
Walt indicated my drink and said, "Let me have one just like that." He took his first sip less than a minute later. The girls were drinking wine.
We adjourned to my den and Liz sat with me in my chair. Linda curled up close to Walt on the couch. There was some touchy-feely, hanky-panky going on between all of us but we talked about other things.
Liz asked, "Will we be able to ride the horses tomorrow?"
I said, "We can if you want but it will probably be too cold to be comfortable." I paused and added, "We would probably do well to stick with indoor sports, this weekend."
Liz blatantly took my cock out of my pants and held it in her hand in front of everyone. Her tongue flicked out once and licked the underside of the tip. She giggled.
Walt piped up and said, "Linda and I have already discussed the matter. My suggestion would be that we pack as much nasty sex into this weekend as we can." He stood, sat his empty glass on the coffee table and drew Linda to her feet. He said, "If it's okay, I want to get started right now." He led her away and up the stairs.
Linda looked back and said, "Meet us for dinner at seven." She smiled at me and let me see as she fingered her pendant but she was following him eagerly." I chuckled inside. Liz already had my cock in her mouth.
I let myself get lost in Liz's foreplay for a few minutes. I held her head in my hands and fucked her face until I felt my nuts start to contract the first time. I realized how close to the edge I was and pulled out of her just in time. I stood and picked her up and carried her over my shoulder out the patio door to the pool house. She giggled all the way.
I set her feet on the floor and helped her get naked while she helped me. I didn't fuck with the lights, the candles, the heat, the blinds or anything else. I just tucked her under the covers and crawled in beside her. It felt so good to pull her smooth naked body close to me as I kissed her. She snuggled close to me and accepted my attention with the enthusiasm that I have come to expect from her.
We had no conversation at all. We didn't need to talk about it. Both of us needed a quickie to take the edge off and both of us knew it. I was very hard and she was very wet. I didn't see any need to prolong things. I rolled on top of her and she helped the monster find his way home. My first thrust was forceful. It came as soon as I felt her warmth and wetness.
She met my thrust and I heard her whisper, "Yes." She surrendered herself to me. I felt her body open to welcome my initial penetration. She had told me how she had dreamed of this.
We both were very near the edge. There was nothing compelling or urgent about our coupling. We were going to completion together in the next minutes no matter how we fucked each other. I went to the edge and waited for her. I felt the bubble of her orgasm rise and swell in her body. It burst and I shared the next few moments of ecstasy with her. The monster throbbed in spasm inside her. My thrusts were strong and went deep to her center. They were not rapid or violent. Her movements augmented mine. It was as if our dance had been choreographed.
We reached the peak of our climax and moved down the other side slowly and together. In the end, we were still united and wrapped in a sexual euphoria. I continued to move inside her. Her pussy squeezed me and milked me of the last drops of my essence. It was the perfect quickie. I had forgotten what this woman was like.

Ramesh_Rocky · 20-03-2026, 02:29 PM

Neither of us had to work for this one. We weren't even out of breath. I thought that was good. We would have the energy for more of this later. She allowed me to move her into my spoon and I held her while we relaxed together.

I was in a state of bliss. Ten of the most wonderful minutes of my life passed as we lay there. Finally, she giggled weakly. She whispered, "Damn, Luke. I had forgotten the effect you have on me."
I said, "Quiet, Girl. I'll tell you when you may speak."
She giggled again and wiggled her bottom against me but then she remained quiet for me. I got to hold her for another few minutes.
I looked up at the camera in the ceiling. The red light was not on. No one was watching us. I thought, "No surprise. Walt and Linda are busy."
It was still broad daylight outside. The blinds were closed and the sun was low enough that the skylight was in shadow. Our room was semi-dark but the sky was still clear and blue above us. I love the skylight. I thought, "We will be able to lay here and see a zillion stars tonight."
I said, "Let's sit in the hot tub and have a drink."
Liz wiggled her butt and said, "Hold me for another minute." I held her a bit tighter and she snuggled a bit closer. We lay there for another minute and then a few minutes more.
I thought of Linda again, "I hadn't heard her scream." Then I thought, "It should have happened by now. It must have happened while I was lost in Liz. I just missed it."
I slipped out of bed and went to the bathroom. I took a leak and cleaned up a bit. I put a terrycloth robe on and laid one out for Liz. I went back to her and said, "I'll go in and make us a drink. Come to the hot tub when you are ready." I kissed her cheek.
She said, "M-m-m-m," and then whispered, "Okay."
I took the cover off the tub and checked the temperature of the water. The thermometer centered at a hundred and one degrees. I went into the house. I took a half-full bottle of Linda's white wine from the refrigerator and put it in an ice bucket on a tray. I added a jug of Crown and two glasses and set the tray next to the tub. I thought that Walt and Linda might show up. I went back and retrieved two more glasses.
The air temperature was in the low fifties. It was too cool not to be in the water. I dbangd my robe over a deck chair and slipped in. It felt too hot a first but I became accustomed to it quickly. Then it felt very good.
I made myself a drink and poured wine for Liz. I sat on my favorite ledge where the water just covered my shoulders.
I enjoyed a minute or two of solitude before Liz arrived. There were a few low stratus clouds near the western horizon. They were already starting to turn red. I figured sunset to be about twenty minutes away.
Liz had the forethought to bring towels with her. She left them and her robe on the chair and came slowly into the water. I could see that she was chilled and the water was too warm for her. It was a fire and Ice moment.
In another minute, I took her hand and seated her on my lap. Her beautiful boobs seemed to be floating on the water. I let my tongue snake out and touch a nipple and then I kissed her. The monster acknowledged her presence. She snuggled close and giggled.
We sat together and sipped our drinks. I said, "Walt told me that you had found a swinger's club near your home."
She answered, "It's about fifty miles away from us but I think that is close enough. Walt has taken me there several times. We met a nice younger couple there that invited us into what they call a "Closed Group." We attended a few of their parties and they voted us in as members. Walt and I talked about taking you and Linda to one of their functions when you visit. You would enjoy it, I think.
I asked, "What happens at the parties?"
She replied, "There are eight couples in the group. We try to have a gathering of one kind or another once a week. We try to go twice a month but we don't have a set schedule. Most of the time, four or five couples attend. We eat, dance and drink. Usually, we play some kind of game to choose partners for the evening. Truthfully, it works out usually that the girls choose who they go home with."
She continued, "There was the other extreme once. One night all eight of the couples showed up. The party was billed as a soft mixer. It developed into a full-blown orgy. Walt and I had never experienced anything like that before but it was easy to become involved." She giggled and said, "I hope it happens again sometime."
I said, "Walt seems to have come out of his shell some. He gives the impression of being large and in-charge. He got things started this afternoon by taking Linda upstairs as if he owned her."
She giggled and said, "Oh, Luke. He acts that way at home too." She giggled again and continued, "He pretty much runs the show when we are out with our friends. He tells me what I can do and when I am stepping over the line." She paused and then said, "The thing that is weird is, I like it when he takes control. I can't think of him as my cuckold anymore. When he is in charge I feel less responsible for what happens." She giggled again.
I said, "Liz, men are supposed to be in charge. We should always let you girls have your way when we can but the last say should always rest with us. During our evolution, Mother Nature designed us that way so we would be better able to protect our women and children."
She asked, "Is he imitating you?"
I said, "I don't think so. I think he is reverting to his true self. He is an alpha and he runs his world in all things except where you are concerned. I think that he loves you so much that he thought he had to give you anything you asked for and he got into the habit of letting you have your way no matter what. It looks to me like he has decided that was a bad habit."
She asked, "What turned him around?"
I replied, "I'm no shrink but maybe we can give Linda some credit. She is a submissive and she wants to submit to Walt when they are together. I think that he probably picked up on that and came to enjoy dominating her in small ways. He is letting that bleed over into his relationships with other women, including you."
She whispered in my ear, "I like it. He hurts me a little sometimes when we make love. He wouldn't do that for me before." She hesitated and then said, "I want you to hurt me a little sometime this weekend." The monster moved.
Linda and Walt broke up our conversation. They arrived at the hot tub just in time to share the sunset with us. Linda had ordered Pizza from town to be delivered at seven o'clock. The delivery boy showed at the gate right on time. I met him in my robe outside the kitchen door. It's a long way to town. I always give the boys a twenty-dollar tip. We get very good service.
The highlight of our weekend came in the afternoon on Saturday. The weather had turned off too nippy to have much fun outdoors. We did take the four wheelers out for about an hour and that proved to be all any of us wanted. We came back to the house and Linda made some of her special hot chocolate for us. We were all in the den, kicked back and snuggled up. I had a fire going in the fireplace.
Linda said, "I need to set our cruise up. We talked before about that happening next month. When is the right time?"
Walt answered. He said, "Don't worry about it just yet, Linda. I've been working on something else that might prove to be more fun." He continued, "One of our friends in the club owns a sixty-six-foot ketch rigged sailing vessel. He makes part of his living chartering sailing trips and vacations. He has offered to take the four of us on a four-day junket to the Bahamas. He said that our only cost would be what we spent on special food and booze that we wanted to take along."
Liz giggled, and said, "He did set one other condition."
Walt chuckled and said, "Yeah, he did. He made Liz promise to spend one night of the trip in the Captain's cabin."
Liz said, "He really is a neat guy. I have had sex with him once. I would enjoy spending a whole night with him." A moment later, she continued, "One of you guys will have to entertain his wife that night and the other will be forced to sleep with Linda." Everyone laughed.
Walt said, "Maybe not. The boat sleeps eight. There is a chance a fourth couple will be aboard. If we were all in the mix there could be many possibilities."
I looked at Linda and she smiled and gave me the slightest nod. I said, "Set it up and let us know when. It sounds like fun but Linda and I will have to talk about it. Linda gets seasick on small boats." Truthfully, the more people involved the less interesting the trip was for me. Linda and I have never been into groups. The thought of being in close quarters on a small boat for four days with six other people, four of whom are strangers, didn't appeal to me.
Walt said, "It will be fun, Luke. The thing is, it can't happen in March as we planned. It will have to be in April or maybe even May."
I said, "Find out and let us know. May won't work for us. We are going back to Scotland in May.
Liz said, "Let me tell you my secrets about the captain and his wife. It might help you understand why we like them so much."
Linda giggled and said, "Please do. I love secrets."
Liz sipped her drink and looked at Walt. He chuckled and said, "Go ahead, Babe, if you want. We have all shared most of our secrets anyway. We are all close enough to share one more.
Liz grinned sheepishly and looked down for a moment. She sipped her drink and took a moment to formulate her thoughts. She said, "Okay, but understand this is a little embarrassing for me. Let me tell it and then you can all laugh at me if you want."
There was a pause before she began her story. She said, "One of our group meetings got a bit out of hand. It was the only occasion, so far when all eight of the couples in our group showed up at the same function. That was the first time we had met Bey Cartwright and his wife, Alisha. He was such a beautiful man that I asked about him. I was told that he was a charter boat captain and the girl that I was talking to said that he was the sweetest man in the group. He and his wife were a matched pair. She was very pretty and her personality was sweet and outgoing. I put him in the back of my mind for further investigation later."
She continued, "I have already told Luke this part. The party had started out as a low-keyed cocktail mixer. It was to be our introduction to the group. Walt and I were the new kids on the block." She paused and then went on, "To make a long story shorter, the party escalated into the first no holds barred orgy that I have ever seen. It was an energetic thing. It was far more than anything I could have imagined."
She went on, "Everyone seemed to be having a good time. Sweet music was drifting in the air and everyone was talking and laughing. Two couples were dancing. Walt brought my attention to the first action. There was a younger couple sitting on a love seat together. She had his cock out and as I watched, she kissed it and then took it into her mouth. He held her in place and began to fuck her face. No one else seemed to notice. It was as if they had all the privacy they needed, in a crowded room."
She said, "I looked around for Walt and he was gone. That's when Bey came to me. He gathered me into his arms and asked me to dance with him. I wanted him to hold me and dance with me. He guided me across the floor and I laid my head on his chest and closed my eyes. I just went with the flow. He was whispering to me and saying exactly the right things. I opened my eyes to peek. I saw a large man sliding his cock in and out of a little slip of a woman, on the couch."
Her story went on. "I reveled in the feelings I was having in the comfort of this strong man's arms. My arousal was not to be denied. My body gushed juices. I wasn't wearing panties. I could feel the wetness between my legs. Some of it leaked out of me. I became lost in this man that was holding me."
She continued, "The next time I felt a need to peek, we were alone together in a bedroom. I was helping him get me out of my clothes. He was wearing Florida business casual, flip-flops with loose shorts and an unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt. We were both naked in a few seconds. He laid me on the bed and immediately he was on top of me and between my legs. His hard cock began its invasion of my body right then. He slipped inside me easily and slowly. I welcomed him and opened myself to receive him. There was no urgency in the way he was fucking me. He was fucking me. It was a big and wonderful surprise. I wrapped him in my legs and arms and fucked him back."
She said, "My next big surprise was my orgasm washing over me. It happened right then. It was soft and nice. He was fucking me so g-o-o-o-d. I drifted away in the ecstasy of it. I got lost in time and space. He continued to fuck me. It went on and on. I thought it would last forever. I wanted it to last forever."
She stopped and sipped her wine. I think her throat went dry. The rest of us remained quiet. I was mesmerized.
She giggled and took a second to kiss my cheek. She whispered for me alone to hear. She said, "I have those kinds of orgasms with you, Luke."
She put more volume in her voice and continued her story. "I did reach the peak of climax and begin my descent back into the real world. I felt sadness come over me. I was sad because it was over. Then I began to feel his pulse in the hard cock that was still moving inside me and making me feel so full. That heartbeat turned into a powerful throb as he filled me with his cum. I could feel it making me even wetter inside. I couldn't hold it all. Some of it leaked out of me. He did pound me for those few seconds. He was using my body for his own pleasure. I loved the thought of it. I had my second orgasm with him."
I didn't try to hide from this one either. I modified my position under him so that each of his powerful thrusts put his beautiful cock in contact with my sweet spot. I squeezed him with my cunt to help him cum and I helped him help me cum. This orgasm was deeper and stronger for me. I had to talk to him. I begged him to fuck me harder. I wanted him to hurt me with his cock. He was finished before I was but he continued to fuck me with vigor until he lost his erection. I had been finished and well satisfied for a while by then."
I lay on my back under him. I was in a state of complete relaxation and I was basking in the afterglow of the euphoria that he had instilled in me. I enjoyed the weight of his heavy body as he lay on top of me. At length, he moved and I felt his weight subside as he rolled off me. I heard myself moan and I brought my knees closer together. I just lay there in the sweet afterglow. Under any other circumstance, I would have slept."
Walt broke in here. He smiled and said the story is not over." After a second he said, "Go ahead, Sugar. Tell them the good part."
I thought, "Damn. If that wasn't the good part, I damn sure want to hear what she has to say now." She was still lying in my arms. I held her a bit tighter and asked her to go on.
She said, "In just a second I felt someone else come to our bed from the foot. I opened one eye and risked a peek. It was Alisha. As I watched, she spread my legs a bit and dipped her head into my crotch. She licked the outer lips of my pussy then swirled her tongue around my clit. I flinched and reflexively thrust my pussy into her face. Her tongue penetrated me ever so slightly."
Liz went on. "She crawled up my body and kissed me. My lips parted of their own accord and I felt her tongue slip into my mouth. She explored my mouth for a few seconds and then broke the kiss. She whispered in my ear, "That's my husband's cum you taste. It tastes so good, doesn't it?" I heard myself answer, "Yes."
She continued, "Alisha told me that she wanted more. She slid down my body and began to eat my pussy as if she was doing it for me. I became aroused. I couldn't help it. I had never been with a woman. I hadn't even thought about it. I had never considered that I could possibly be queer or bisexual even. This felt so good. I grabbed her with my hands and forced her face deep into my vee."
Liz said, "She touched all my sweet spots in just the right way. She had no trouble bringing me to orgasm. This was my third one in ten minutes or less and this was the best one. There was nothing in my world except for her body and mine. I fucked her face holding nothing in reserve. She ate me as if she was thirsty for my juices. My convulsions became violent to the point that I must have passed out for a few seconds."
There was still more. She said, "When I came back to my senses, Alisha was on top of me again. She waited until she knew I was awake and then she kissed me again. I willingly and wantonly kissed her back. She whispered, "My pussy is full of your husband's cum. I want you to taste him too."
Her story continued, "Alisha placed a knee on either side of my head and lowered her pussy into my face. I could taste Walt, believe it or not. I could taste her too. I knew instinctively what to do. I slipped a finger inside her and searched out the roughness of her G-spot. I sucked her clit into my mouth and tortured it in my most friendly manner. She fucked me slowly at first and then frantically. I helped her come to orgasm and then I helped her through it."
Liz said, "When she was finished she dismounted me. Bey helped her off the bed and they went into the bathroom together. That was the first time that I realized Walt was in the room with us. He lay down with me and gathered my naked body into his spoon. I felt as though I had been drenched in cum and pussy juice. Neither of us seemed to care. He wanted to hold me and I wanted him to hold me too."
She continued, "I felt totally fucked out but I didn't sleep. In a few minutes, Bey and Alisha came back. I had heard them take their shower and they were both dressed. Bey bent down beside me. He said, "Thank you, Sweet Girl. He said, "Shower and come into the living room when you are ready. I will lock the door when we leave so that no one will disturb you. He kissed my cheek and moved away." A moment later, Alisha kissed my cheek too. She whispered, "Thank you, Liz. We will want to play with you again. She kissed Walt too and spoke to him. I didn't hear what she said." They left.
Walt said, "Liz isn't finished yet."
Linda snuggled closer to him. I noticed she was holding Walt's hard dick in her hand. I was hard too.
Liz said, "Walt held me for half an hour or so while I came back to my senses. We showered, dressed and went to join the others. When we walked into the Living room, Bey walked up to me, handed me a glass of wine and kissed my forehead. He asked if I was all right and I told him how much I had enjoyed him. Alisha had a double Crown Royal for Walt. They kissed like they were established, lovers."
She said, "This is the last part. An older man with grey in his hair approached. He introduced himself as Charles Thomason. He kissed my hand and said, "I feel a strong attraction to you. If you would dance with me, I want to proposition you. We all laughed with him. Bey was holding my hand. He told me that I wasn't required to do anything but that was kind of, what we did at these gatherings. I danced with the older gentleman and he did proposition me. He impressed me too. I asked him to deliver me back to Walt after our dance but an hour later, I went back to him. I followed him into a bedroom and fucked him. A couple of hours after that, a younger man impressed me too. I also fucked him."
Liz said, "To sum it all up, I had sex with four people at that party. My best orgasm was with Alisha. I still don't think I'm queer but I am going to have sex with her again if I get the chance." She looked at Linda and said, "The boat ride will be a lot of fun."

Ramesh_Rocky · 20-03-2026, 02:31 PM

Hall Pass Ch. 47- It's still February

By: LewdLuke
Liz said, "To sum it all up, I had sex with four people at that party. My best orgasm was with Alisha. I still don't think I'm queer but I am going to have sex with her again if I get the chance." She looked at Linda and said, "The boat ride will be a lot of fun."
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I looked at Linda. Some people say that I have a psychic connection with her. I don't know about that but in this instance, I knew what she was going to do before she did it. I was all for it. I was horny as hell and I wanted to see the show.
Linda held her necklace in her hand and locked eyes with me. She was asking for permission. I gave it to her with a nod.
Without saying anything, Linda got up from beside Walt and came to stand by my chair. She picked up the remote control from my side stand and pointed it at the television. She tuned to our security channel and punched in the code to activate it. She selected the view from the camera in the bedroom ceiling of the pool house. She panned, zoomed and focused the camera until the bed was sharply focused in the center of the TV screen.
Linda then took Liz by the wrist and pulled her up from where she had been lying with me in my recliner. When she had Liz standing beside her, Linda said, "I'm going to take Liz to that bed and have sex with her. You boys stay here and watch as long as you can stand it and then I want one or both of you to come out there and fuck me." A second later she added, "And Liz too if you want."
Liz's hazel eyes were big anyway but they became twice as big. Her mouth gaped open but she regained enough control to ask, "Really?"
Linda walked out the door and out of sight. She was pulling Liz with her by the wrist. Liz was off balance and stumbling along behind her but she wasn't offering any resistance.
Walt and I focused our attention on the TV. The girls came in to view in less than a minute. They immediately began to undress each other and there was a lot of laughing and giggling going on. I knew that Linda was excited but Liz seemed even more so. This wasn't going to be a Linda on Liz thing. They were going to fuck each other. The monster became too stiff to move.
They crawled into bed together and pulled the covers over them. Even their heads disappeared. Walt said, "Damn, we aren't going to be able to see."
I said, "Linda wants us to see." I used the remote to pan the camera until the thermostat on the wall came into view. I magnified it until I could read it. I said, "The temperature is set for seventy-two degrees. Linda must have re-set it when they first got there. The room is warming. They will overheat soon and kick the covers off." I reset the camera so we could watch them.
There was lots of movement under the blankets. I could imagine what was going on but it hadn't escalated to the main event yet. I turned the volume up so we could hear even the muffled sounds from under the covers. The room was filled with laughs and giggles to start with but they quickly turned into coos and moans. I recognized the new sounds to be those of arousal. It sounded like both girls were turning on. Ten minutes passed.
We could see that one of them was lying on top of the other and I assumed that Linda would have the superior position. She had been in control when they left us. Linda was making the most noise. The sounds told me that Linda was the one being stimulated the most. Liz's darker hair appeared from under the covers. She was on top. I couldn't see her hands but she had one of Linda's nipples in her mouth.
Linda held Liz close to her breast and made sounds like a small kitten. Liz rose to the cowgirl position and shoved the blankets back and away from them. The two beautiful women came into our view as if a curtain had been raised.
Liz crawled forward and lowered her pussy into Linda's face. She said, "Eat me, Linda. Eat my pussy as you promised. I'm ready to cum. Help me cum." Liz sat back up and started fucking Linda's face. We could see the pitch and roll of her pelvis as she moved.
Walt said, "That is exactly the way Alisha fucked her at the party she told us about. I watched that happen."
Liz had taken control. That was no real surprise. Linda is naturally submissive. Linda's efforts to please became apparent. She held Liz's hips in both hands and helped her grind. The sounds of slurps and moans from the two of them filled the air. I left the volume up high. I wanted to take my cock out and stroke myself but I was afraid to. I would have lost it and I had a better use in mind for my next orgasm.
I thought, "Liz had tried to fuck my brains out earlier this morning. There is no way I should be this horny."
Walt said, "I can't take much more of this, Luke."
Liz had her orgasm and Linda tried to enhance it. Liz couldn't keep her balance enough to remain upright. Her upper body collapsed to the bed above Linda's head. She came to rest on the mattress with her head and shoulders jammed against the headboard. She was cumming hard in Linda's face. She made scary noises and thrashed about.
Linda took charge. She rolled Liz off her and onto her back. They moved down lower in the bed. Liz was begging her not to stop. Linda rose up over her and dove back into her pussy. Liz screamed, "Yes." Her orgasm lasted another fifteen seconds and then I could see her begin to relax. She was still holding Linda's face tight into her pussy and she was still grinding. Her movements slowed and then at length, stopped completely.
Liz rolled to her side and Linda pulled her into a spoon position. The two women lay there motionless. I pointed the remote at the television and hit the off button. Walt started to protest but I stopped him with a hand gesture.
I said, "That was the most erotic thing I have witnessed in a long while. I need to sit here and calm down a minute or two before we go out there." I felt like a teenager watching my first porn. I closed my eyes and couldn't get them out of my mind. I asked, "Walt, which one do you want to fuck?"
He might have hesitated a second. He said, "I want my wife."
I responded, "I was hoping you would say that." We sat there for another few minutes.
Walt said, "Let's go."
I walked into the bedroom first. What I saw stopped me in my tracks. Walt bumped into me and I whispered, "The show isn't over."
Liz was eating Linda. They were in a more conventional position. Linda was lying on her back with her bent knees in the air and her feet planted on the mattress. Liz was between her legs with her face in Linda's honey pot. Linda was holding her there with her hands and had her clamped in place with her thighs. She has held me like that many times. We didn't disturb them.
They seemed much more coordinated than they had been before. I think Liz was tired but trying hard. Linda was running the show. She was fucking Liz gently but it was enough. I could see her passion rise. She was about to cum.
She had her orgasm. It was sweet and easy compared to the one Liz had just experienced. Liz helped all she could. I was surprised to see the enthusiasm that she displayed. She had enjoyed helping Linda cum. I thought, "All women are bisexual to one degree or another. Some of them just don't realize it."
We left them alone until they separated on their own. I picked my pixie up in my arms and said, "You can have this bed. We are going upstairs." Linda's eyes fluttered open and I saw her recognize me. She smiled and put her arms around my neck. She snuggled close and I carried her up the stairs to our bedroom. I tucked her under the covers. She had the most unassertive smile on her pretty face. She was still enjoying the after-glow of her orgasm with Liz.
I shed my garments and crawled in bed with her. I gathered her into my spoon and the way that she cuddled up with me told me that she wanted to be there. She was wet with pussy juice in places but I didn't care. I would have licked it off her had she asked. My own need for sex had subsided for some reason. There was something more going on in my head. I just wanted to hold her. We lay together for half an hour.
I thought she was asleep but she wasn't. She turned over in my arms and kissed me. She said, "I just had a wonderful experience and made a beautiful memory with my friend but now I need you to love me, Luke. I need you to know how much I love you. Make me feel the love you have for me.
We didn't just fuck. We made sweet love and we made it last a long time. I'm not even going to try to describe how good it was.
We slept for a while but we woke up hungry about eight. We showered and went downstairs. We found Walt and Liz in the hot tub with drinks. They offered to share the tub and the booze.
I was ravenously hungry but Linda and I decided to have one drink before we cooked. We took our robes off and joined them in the water. Walt poured for us and we settled in. An awkward silence fell over the four of us.
Linda was the one to break the silence. She slid out of my lap and stood upright in the water. She took Liz's hand and drew her away from Walt. They moved as far away from us as they could and spoke in whispers. I couldn't hear them. They held each other and talked for a couple of minutes.
I said to Walt, "We separated them too quickly earlier. We didn't give them enough time to reassure each other about their encounter."
Walt replied, "I understand." He whispered, "Look."
I looked. The two beautiful and naked women were kissing. They were wrapped up in each other's arms and their kiss was open mouthed and soulful. When they finished they continued to hold one another. They pressed their foreheads together and stood together in the water for another minute. I noticed their eyes were closed.
Finally, Linda tried to step away. Liz pulled her back into her embrace and their second kiss was even more sensual. I thought they were going to fuck each other again. I was a little disappointed when they didn't.
Eventually, they came back to Walt and me. Linda sat with me and Liz landed in Walt's lap. Linda said, "Nothing the four of us can do will top what happened between Liz and me. The truth is, none of us needs any more sex. Liz and I agreed that we both just want to relax for the rest of our time together. I want to sleep with my husband and she wants to sleep with hers." Of course, that was okay with Walt and me. All four of us wanted the same thing. I was near being totally fucked out anyway.
We finished our drinks and Linda and I went into the kitchen and made sandwiches for everyone. We all ate together and there wasn't any awkwardness. We laughed and giggled together and enjoyed being with friends.
Liz came to sit in my lap for a minute. She wanted to thank me for a wonderful weekend. I whispered in her ear, "I want one more quickie with you before you go home tomorrow." She giggled, got out of my lap and walked away. She hadn't answered me.
Linda and I went to bed in our bedroom. I told her I loved her and she read my pendant to me. I held her through the night and we slept peacefully.
It was a new day when I awoke. The light in the room said it was a bright, bright sunshiny day. Linda was sitting on the edge of the bed beside me. She was bright and sparkly. She had kissed me awake.
She said, "Walt and Liz have to leave in four hours. I'm going to make breakfast. Come down in half an hour."
I replied, "Yes Ma'am." She giggled and kissed me again before she left.
The four of us had breakfast together at the kitchen island. The banter that passed between us was soft and natural. We were friends being friends.
Liz looked especially sparkly. She was bright and bubbly. I wanted her and I couldn't help myself. She caught me looking at her. She smiled demurely at me, looked down and blushed.
Walt said my name. I looked at him and then at Linda. They were holding hands. I could see the lust in their eyes. I wasn't surprised.
Walt said, "I want Linda once more before we leave." He said, "Right now."
I thought, "Walt really has come around. He was trying to be, "large and in charge." Linda's willingness was obvious. She fingered her necklace and smiled at me. I said, "Okay, I'll take Liz upstairs." I almost took Walt's wife to my bed by rote. I caught myself and took her to the green room instead. There was a fresh bed there.
I spent a full hour fucking her gently but thoroughly. Her acceptance of my efforts and her enthusiasm made me feel warm in the middle. We enjoyed each other in several positions. In the end, we were in the missionary style. Mini-orgasms were marching through her body like soldiers.
She whispered, "Now, I'm cumming, Luke." Then she raised her voice. She said, "HELP ME. I'M CUMMING."
I helped her through that first big one but held myself in check. I knew she could have another one. I led her over the summit and she started down. Her coos and whimpers told me of the ecstasy she enjoyed. I continued to fuck her. The shaft of my cock was in constant contact with the rough spot at the top of her canal. I could feel her energy begin to rise inside her for the second time.
Two minutes later, she whispered, "Hurt me, Luke."
That was unexpected. We had been so gentle with each other. Something snapped in my brain. I wanted to hurt her. I grabbed her throat in both hands and squeezed. I jackhammered her sweet pussy with a cock that was as large and as hard as it had ever been. I tried to hurt her. I wanted to hurt her. I choked her harder and fucked her harder still.
She tried to scream but of course, she couldn't. I had her airway completely closed off. I felt powerful convulsions rip through her as she climaxed. Her pussy sucked me deeper into her center. I knew she couldn't breathe and I knew she was in pain. I didn't care. I choked her and fucked her even harder.
I emptied myself into her sucking pussy. I fucked her as hard as I could for as long as I could but then I came back to my senses. I released my grip on her throat. She was still cumming but her body sucked in a great breath by reflex. Her pussy milked the last of my juices from me. She breathed again and then again. She was all right. I hadn't killed her. Relief flooded through me.
My cock was still hard. I fucked her some more but I was careful to move gently inside her. Oddly, I felt no regret over my rough use of her. I had given her what she asked for. I had enjoyed it. My orgasm and hers too had been unbelievably powerful and energetic. I would want more like that. I was becoming accustomed to this kind of thing. My feelings didn't scare me. I knew I would do it again the next time she asked for it. I resolved to hold myself in some semblance of control and be careful not to injure her.
We had both worked very hard. The room was too warm. We were sweating as if we had been, "breaking rocks in the hot sun." Old time rock lyrics often come to my mind. Even this time that we had to spend in recovery was pleasurable. I hated the thought of her going home. We lay there together and her whimpers and coos made me happy. She allowed me to hold her. We both became lost in the fabulous after-glow.
At length, she whispered, "Damn, Luke."
I just squeezed her in reply.
She said, "I give you an inch and you take a mile. That was far more than the quickie you said you wanted."
I chuckled and said, "I wish I had the strength to do the quickie too."
She giggled. She was okay. We didn't have to talk about it this time. We had been here before. I knew that we both felt the same way. The experience brought us closer together. I thought, "This is one special lady."
We had to get up and walk through the shower. It was time for them to go. We hurried. Liz didn't fool with any make-up. She dried and styled her hair a bit before she dressed in the clothes she had been wearing when I brought her here. She looked at least as good as she did then. She had a bruise on her throat.
I had such a sinking sensation in my stomach. I had never marked a woman before beyond a hicky when I was young. A feeling of concern crept over me. I pointed the bruise out to her.
She said, "I know. I saw it." She must have read the disquiet on my face. She stretched up and kissed my cheek. She said, "Don't worry, it looks like a hicky and besides, Walt knows that you hurt me sometimes. He and Linda both watched us the last time we played roughly if you remember."
She continued, "I love how I got this little bruise." She whispered, "It was my best orgasm for the weekend. It was better than the one I had with Linda." She giggled. "It is the perfect souvenir of this trip for me to take home. I wish we had time for me to repay you for it." She giggled again. She had successfully made me feel better.
Evidently, the mention of her tryst with Linda brought a question to her mind. "She asked, "Are you upset that Linda and I had sex?"
I chuckled. I replied, "No, Sweetness. I've seen Linda with other women. It always turns me on. I'm happy that you enjoyed being with her."
She said, "I did enjoy it. I had no idea I was bi. I didn't know Linda was either. I do know that it turned Walt on to watch us. If it excites you too, I will want to do it again with her.
I kissed her and whispered, "Just consider it another way for you to have fun. Free yourself to be with another woman when it feels right to you." Then I whispered even more quietly, "Most women are bisexual. What is different is just a matter of degree. You are not abnormal. When someone arouses you, the natural thing is to share yourself with him or her. To ignore those urges would be abnormal."
She said, "You truly are a teacher. I'm glad I found you."
Walt and Linda were sipping coffee when we got to the kitchen. I went to Linda and Liz went to Walt. We sat with them at the island. Linda poured for us and dropped a sugar cube in my coffee before she slid it along the counter to me. She was bright and bubbly. I could tell that Walt was still a little bit high on her. I chuckled inside.
I saw Walt when he noticed the bruise on his wife. He touched it and then he kissed it. He looked at me and his eyes narrowed the slightest bit but then he let it go. A moment later he asked, "Luke, did you get a blowjob in the shower this morning like last time?"
Liz giggled and answered for me. She said, "No, he didn't, Walt. If we did that every time it wouldn't be special." She kissed him and it seemed to lighten his mental load.
I thought, "That was a cuckold's question. Don't backslide, Walt."
Walt asked for a sandwich and Linda fixed one for him. We fell back into our groove of enjoying our time together. We talked some more about meeting Bey and Alisha and the proposed boat trip. Linda threw a kink into the works. She told Walt and reminded me that she gets extremely seasick on small boats. Walt assured her that Bey handles that problem all the time. There were drugs that would remedy that problem.
Time for them to leave snuck up on us. We all walked out to their car together. Walt pulled me aside for a moment. He said, "Luke, I know Liz likes rough sex and I have heard her beg you to hurt her."
I felt the "but" coming. I said, "But?"
He said, "She will ask you to be rough again. Please try not to injure her."
I thought, "He is still a cuck. I would stomp the hell out of someone for hurting Linda more than a very little bit." I said, "Don't worry Walt. I feel terrible about that bruise. Nothing like that will ever happen again."
That seemed to satisfy him. He chuckled and said, "Look."
I looked at the two girls. They were kissing and Liz seemed to be in the lead. Such a sight always has the same effect on me. The monster moved. We all traded our good-byes with kisses and promises of a next time.
Linda came and held my arm in hers while we watched them drive through the gate. Suddenly, their visit was over. Linda said, "Liz is more of a bisexual than me."

Ramesh_Rocky · 20-03-2026, 02:33 PM

I chuckled and replied, "I doubt it, Sweetheart. She has just discovered herself in that regard. It is new to her and she wants to explore a bit." I added, "Of course, I have firsthand knowledge of how much she enjoys a man's attention."

She said, "I was really proud of how Walt was displaying the traits of the alpha he should be but he reverted to being a cuckold just now. Did you notice?"
I answered, "Yes, but I am proud of him anyway. He has made a lot of progress and I think it was mostly because of your help." I paused and said, "I'll bet he makes a lot more progress before we see them again. I think Alisha will help him too."
Linda said, "I am really sorry but I think I'm going to be the wet blanket on the boat ride. I don't think there is enough Dramamine in the world to help me. Remember my sailboat ride at Texoma. It was terrible and the dope didn't help me at all that I could tell. Texoma is just a lake. The ocean will be much worse."
I said, "Don't worry, Baby. We'll see what happens. Maybe we can fly to the Bahamas and meet them there. If Walt or Liz wants to play with us, they can come ashore. I'm not going to let you be seasick for four days."
Linda said, "I think their main objective is for us to meet Bey and Alisha."
I said, "Well they could come ashore too but that's not really important. I believe that they are probably good people but we don't really need new sex partners. There is more on our plate now than we can handle."
Linda giggled and said, "I love you, Luke. You always see things so clearly. Take me to bed and hold me for about a week. I did go to bed with her and I held her very close. We napped and kept each other warm in the cold room. I didn't get up until I had to.
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The next day was a workday for me. On the way in, I thought, "Sex can be on the back burner for a while now. I can get a lot of work done this week."
Alice and I had our regular "get-the-day-started" meeting. My workload was light. Alice told me that I should devote some of my slack time to politics. She meant for me to drum up some new business. Apparently, she could see the light at the end of the tunnel of our existing backlog. Running low on work is a bad thing if you are a small manufacturing company. You have to lay off employees that you have trained. Most times, you can't get them back when you need them.
I liked the politics portion of my job. It meant wining and dining old and potential customers. I was never into golf. In business, that is a major handicap. I can take my customers on hunting and fishing trips or jaunts to the casinos or other vacations. Linda is my greatest asset when I can involve her in these social events.
I have always kept my swinging activities separate from my business endeavors. That is up until my liaison with Walt Zimmerman and his wife. We shall see how that works out. So far, everything has worked out. I thought of Liz, "So far, so very good."
I got through Monday well enough. I did my office work and spent some time in the plant re-familiarizing myself with what was going on. I conferred and visited with some of my key employees. Tuesday went as well.
Wednesday afternoon I caught myself daydreaming about Caroline Bixby. I looked down at my desk and it was clear. I was caught up. I opened a bottle of Coke and kicked back. I decided to give myself some time for reflection and personal business.
I expected Linda to approach me about spending the night with Ed Fuller a week from Friday. I had already decided to allow her to do that. They had some fences to mend and I wanted that to happen but it's always nice for her to believe that she talked me into it. I can usually get some considerations and reparations later. It's part of the game we play with each other.
I wanted to make a deal with Caroline to spend that weekend with me but I couldn't until I knew for sure what Linda was going to do. I decided that I had better build a fire under Linda. She hasn't even mentioned Ed in the last two weeks. I Thought, "Maybe he should call her."
I thought of one other thing that I wanted to do. I wanted to run a background check on Caroline's husband. I had assumed that he and Caroline were swingers because they were regulars at our club.
I had found out that they weren't. It had turned out that the husband was a cheater who was caught. Caroline had thrown him out but then she had let him come home under the condition that she could have sex with anyone she wanted for a year. It sounded like a weird situation but that's how it was explained to me. I would have been dangerous if I were in his place. I needed to know if he was.
I had thoroughly enjoyed my previous weekend with Caroline and I wanted another one before her year ran out.
I planned to have a talk with her hubby but I needed to know more about him before I did. If he was going to be a problem, I would just step out of the picture. The only two things that men kill each other over are money and pussy. I wanted to see more of Caroline but it has always been my policy to avoid conflict when possible. She was not Linda. She was special but she wasn't worth killing someone over to me. She might be to her husband.
I didn't have enough information on Caroline's husband to get a check started but I knew someone who might have what I need and I needed an excuse to talk to him anyway. I called Ed Fuller on his private line.
When I had him on the line, we got through the "hello-how are you-bullshit" quickly and then I came to the point. I asked, "How much do you know about Caroline Bixby and her husband?"
He answered, "Not much really. Caroline spent the night with me once but she could never get comfortable with me. We still flirt at the club but she won't be back."
I laughed and said, "That giant cock of yours frightens a lot of pussy away, doesn't it?" I chuckled again.
He replied, "That ain't funny, Luke. It's a fuckin' curse. Stop teasing me about it."
I said, "Settle down. Linda seems to like it. What more could you ask?"
He said, "Luke, will you be serious with me for a moment?"
I said, "Yeah, go."
He said, "I need some make-up time with Linda. I have a feeling that I may still be on her shit list for my last faux pas. Can that happen sometime soon?"
I replied, "Damn, motherfucker. I'm not going to pimp my wife out to you. I would like for the two of you to settle your differences. If she comes to me and asks to spend another night at your house, I will probably give her a pass." I paused and said, "Maybe you should give her a call, Dipshit."
He asked, "Is it okay to call her?"
I said, "Damn, Ed. Take a chance. Now, tell me what you know about Caroline Bixby's husband."
He said, "Okay here it is as I understand it. Caroline caught him fucking one of her girlfriends. She has been shitting in his mess kit ever since. They have been coming to the club two or three times a month for most of a year now. She has the reputation of an ice queen. I don't think she has actually fucked anyone besides me before she spent that weekend with you." He paused and then continued, "That's all I know, Luke. What do you need?"
I answered, "Anything that I can use to I. D. him. I don't even know his name beyond Larry Bixby."
Ed asked, "Would his driver's license number help."
I answered, "Hell yes! Do you have that?"
He replied, "If he has ever paid his tab with a check, I do. My cashiers write that number on the checks so we can chase down the ones that bounce. If I have a copy of one of his checks, it might take an hour to find it. Let me call you back."
I said, "Okay, I'm at my office."
He told me that he was going to call Linda and I told him that he had better call me back first.
We hung up but he was back on the phone in fifteen minutes. He said, "I've got it, Luke. Get a pencil in your hand."
I said, "Go."
He replied, "The name on the check is, Mr. and Mrs. David Lawrence Bixby. Then he gave me the license number."
I said, "Thanks, Buddy. This is exactly what I need. You can call my wife now."
He said, "Thanks," to me and we disconnected.
I keyed the intercom on my desk and asked Darlene to locate Lex Barns and ask him to come to my office. Lex is my chief of security.
Ten minutes later, I was on the phone with Lex. He said, "I'm fifty miles away from the plant. Can I handle your need over the phone?"
I asked, "Can you write?"
He answered in the affirmative and I gave him the name and number.
He said, "I have it, Boss. What do you need?"
I said, "I need to know what you can find out about him. Find out about his education, military service if any, finances and business interest. Check out his personal life as much as you can and I want to know about any dirt you stumble across." Lex had done this kind of thing for me before. He didn't even think it odd anymore. He just assumed I was in negotiations with this guy for the business.
Lex said, "Can do, Luke. Will close of business tomorrow be soon enough?"
I replied, "That will be perfect. Now tell me why you are fifty miles away in the middle of a workday."
He said, "You don't want to know, Boss. It will fuck up your day."
I told him to tell me.
He did. He said, "I'm helping the Gainesville security officer locate and arrest one of your employees. He has been stealing metal from your foundry and selling it for scrap. He's been trying to get rich selling your billets for about one-tenth of what you pay for them. I'm going to make an example of him."
I responded, "You were right, Lex. That did fuck up my day. I suffer under the delusion that my employees are on my side."
Lex replied, "Most of us are, Luke. This guy is just a bad apple. I'll handle it."
We said our good-byes and hung up.
The clock said that I could leave for home anytime now. I spoke with Alice once more and said good-bye to Robin and Darlene.
On the way home, I thought about Big Ed's phone call to Linda. I was sure that it had happened by now. I hoped that he had the good sense not to tell her I told him to call. That would make him seem wimpish in her eyes. If she picked up on something like that more than once or twice, she would lose interest in him very quickly. Linda doesn't run with wimps.
He is a big and powerful man physically but mentally he is sometimes wimpish in his dealings with me. I thought about that for a second and realized that I should probably cut him some slack on that account. His relationship with Linda is very important to him and he knows that it is dependent on my good will. That gives me a lot of advantage over him. Truthfully, I could see myself being a little wimpish under those circumstances if they were reversed.
I knew Linda would want to talk when I got home. In my mind's eye, I could see her meeting me dressed in one of my dress shirts. I think of that look as her ambush gear. It is her sexiest Look. She is one hundred percent woman. She uses every trick in the book when she wants to sway my opinion. I love it. My dick got hard.
When I see Linda in my mind's eye, it's not like looking at a photograph. My visions of her are real and vivid. She moves as she does in real life. Sometimes she speaks or treats me to a giggle or two. Nothing turns me on quicker than a vision of Linda. If she is nude, my arousal can be immediate and powerful. If she is dressed in one of my shirts, the vision is even more effective. On that day, I was highly aroused by the time I got home.
She met at the back door. Guess how she was dressed. She jumped into my arms and kissed me. I enjoyed this initial contact and I held her close for a few extra seconds longer than what was standard for an "I'm-glad-you're-home" kiss. My desire to have her was great.
When I released her, she still held my arm as she does. She said, "Go to the den. I will fix you a drink."
I replied, "I don't need a drink." I held her in place and looked down at her. I said, "That shirt really looks good on you but I've never owned a pink dress shirt in my life. Where did that one come from?"
She giggled and said, "I bought it brand new for me to wear. I hoped it would turn you on.
I chuckled and said, "Well, it worked. Come with me, Baby Doll." I led her through the house and up the stair to our bedroom. I closed the door behind us and realized that I needed something to occupy her while I ditched my clothing. I said, "Light a candle or two."
She didn't hesitate or ask questions. She moved to the bedside table nearest my side of the bed and picked up the lighter that lives there. She was lighting the third candle when I captured her from behind. I spun her around and picked her up off her feet while I kissed her. She relaxed in my arms and cooed for me. When I broke the kiss, she giggled sweetly and began to unbutton the pink shirt.
I helped her with a couple of the buttons but then said, "Leave it on. I want to fuck you while you are wearing it." She giggled again. I carried her to the bed and tucked her under the covers. As usual, the room was cold. I lay beside her and held her while I kissed her again. I could sense the excitement in her. It was my intent to skip the foreplay. I slipped a finger inside her to make sure I could do that without hurting her. She was very wet. She was more excited than I had hoped.
Suddenly, she realized that things were not going the way she had intended. Her normal routine is to cuddle in my chair with me while I am horny and she is half-naked. She plies me with drink and rubs herself against me. She knows how I love her titties.
When she thinks the time is right and I am in the proper mood, she runs her little con on me, whatever it is. She gets me to agree to whatever she is after, then brings me up here and fucks my brains out in way of reward for giving in to her. She was willing to modify her plan. We could have the talk here before we had sex. That would work just as well for her. She tried to slow the action.
I had a different plan. I rolled her over on her back and rose up over her. I used my hand to guide the monster to her entrance and penetrated her completely with one stroke. I did it quickly and bottomed out before I was all the way inside her. I forced my cock the rest of the way in.
She made an unladylike grunt and then uttered two words that are magic to me. She whispered, "Oh, Luke." I felt her melt and surrender to me. She wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me passionately. Her Kegel muscles did their thing and her pussy became the velvet vice that I love so much. She augmented my every move with undulations of her own. I felt it when her first mini jolted her with pleasure.
I thought, "God, I love this woman."
Three or four minis later and in so many minutes, I felt a real orgasm welling up inside her. Her vocalizations became more urgent. She tried to speak between ragged gasps for air. She begged me not to stop.
Hell, I wasn't going to stop. I fucked her with short rapid strokes that went very deep. She met each trust with one of her own and a whimper. She came very hard but the only sound she made was a high-pitched whine. There wasn't a scream. I filled her with cum and continued to fuck her until she relaxed to lie still in my arms.
She whispered, "Oh, Luke."
I gathered her into my spoon. Her pink shirt was between us. That felt strange. I resolved to take it off her as soon as I had enough energy. Fifteen minutes passed while I held her quietly.
I asked, "What did you want to talk about?"
She answered, "What?"
I replied with whispers in her ear. I said, "I figured you wanted to talk when you met me dressed in ambush gear." I paused and said, "Take it off. I need you to be naked with me." She sat up and wiggled as much as she had to. She shed the shirt. She was highly charged with static electricity from the cold dry air. I could hear the cracks of discharge and see sparks in the semi darkness. I helped her snuggle back down and close to me. I said, "That's much better."
I kissed her behind her ear. I said, "I'm sorry, Baby. I guess that shirt sent me around the bend. I lost control for a few minutes there. We can talk now."
She giggled and said, "You force fucked me, Luke. You made me forget what I was thinking about." She paused for a moment in thought. She said, "Bobby forces me that way." She giggled again. She said, "When you do it, my ego is boosted. It lets me know how much you want me. It's better when you do it."
I asked, "Did I hurt you?"
She answered, "No, not this time." She continued, "You know, I'm just like all the other women in your life. I enjoy it when you hurt me a little. I'm thinking about writing you an anytime pass so you can force fuck me whenever you want. She paused and then whispered, "You don't need a pass for that. Do it sometime when I really don't want it to happen. Let's see how that works out." She giggled.
I thought, "Caroline, Athenais, extagony." I let the thought go but I saved a piece of it for future consideration.
I said, "Well when you remember, we can talk."
A few seconds later, she said, "Oh, I remember. Ed called me today."
I replied, "That's no big surprise. I'll bet he wants you to spend the night with him on our club night next week."
She answered, "Yes, he does. I promised I would ask for a pass."
I decided not to give in right away. I have fun with our talks sometimes. I said, "Well, Sweetheart, actually I had another plan for that night." I felt her stiffen a bit. I continued, "I thought I might arrange a double date with Jim Cassaway and that cute little Indian girl that he introduced us to. We could take them to the club. They are into dancing." I paused and then said, "I dreamed about her. I'm thinking I might want to have a play-date with her sometime."
Linda rolled in my arms to face me. She kissed me under my chin and said, "Luke, Ed is more important right now."
I asked, "How so? You made a point to tell me that Jim wanted to get in your pants the last time we saw him. I asked if you wanted to let that happen and you didn't answer me. I assumed that was a yes."
She giggled and squirmed against me. She said, "I guess it could have been but can't we play with them some other time. Ed is more important."
I said, "That cute little Indian is important to me. I don't want her to forget who I am."
Linda said, "You don't even remember her name. Ed is more important."
I whispered, "Deana Silverhawk, Dee for short. She slipped her card in my pocket and she rubbed her pussy all over me while we danced." After a pause, I said, "She could become very important to me."
Linda went into her "pout mode." I couldn't see it but I knew that her bottom lip had jutted out. She said, "Please Luke. I need Ed to know that we aren't angry with him anymore. He is my friend. He is your friend too. He is more important. I caused all this trouble. I have to make it right. We can play with Jim and Dee some other time, I promise."
I chuckled inside. I talked to myself in my mind. I said, "That went well. It's time to let her have her way. She has acknowledged that she owes me one and she has promised future reparations." I let her stew for a couple of minutes. She assumed I was thinking and she knew to be quiet. She rubbed her pussy on my thigh and left a wet spot there while she snuggled closer to me and cooed. She never misses a trick.
At length, I said, "Okay, Little One. I guess you win again. You can go hang out with your fuck buddy next Friday night." I wanted the whole weekend with Caroline. I asked, "Do you think he might want you for two nights again?"
She jumped on top of me and stuffed her tongue in my mouth. It was a nice kiss. She answered, "Yes, I'm sure he would. Thank you my Luke." She is always especially nice to me when I let her win. I let her win almost every time. Of course, this time I had no real option. She was right. Ed is more important. I only used Jim and Dee to play with her head a bit. I doubt that we can play with Jim and Dee anyway. They are too close to home and Jim hangs out at Ted's Place. I thought, "I might find a way to make a solo call on Dee."

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