Adultery Wife Wants a Hall Pass by LewdLuke

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Hall Pass Ch. 54 -- Lancelot and Little Sister

By: LewdLuke
Her knees slipped out from under her and we collapsed to lie flat on the bed. I was still inside her. I continued to fuck her as long as my erection lasted. She purred and whimpered. I let the weight of my body rest on her as she instructed. We were very close emotionally. We enjoyed the euphoria that came with the afterglow of our lust. I thought, "What a beautiful end to a wonderful weekend. I will never get enough of her."
We slept.
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Mondays are not my favorite days. With Linda's help, I did get up early enough to do my run and make it to work on time. Before I left, I told Linda to call Michelin or Bobby Wilkinson. We needed to start making plans for our May visit with them.
I drove to the plant. Robin had coffee waiting for me and Alice came into my office for our normal, "get the day started," meeting.
The first thing I noticed was how Alice was dressed. She was prim, proper and correct for her position in our organization. She was in fact, second in command. Her dress, as usual, was a bit too conservative for my taste. She was wearing a very nice skirt and jacket suit. Her blouse was closed tightly around her neck. She wore a feminine looking ribbon tie but it was a tie no less. I knew that she was wearing all the proper undergarments. I also knew that she wouldn't so much as remove the jacket unless she had to spend an extended amount of time in the warehouse where there was no A/C.
I remembered her look at the ball game on the previous Saturday. She hadn't reached thirty years yet. She had been wearing tight shorts and a light blouse tied at her midriff. Her belly button and tight abs had been visible. The tight shorts accented the well-defined muscles in her shapely legs and her cute bottom. I remembered. I had fucked her more than once but it was only in my dreams. I laughed and thought to myself, "She is off-limits, Luke. Her husband is a lucky man."
Our meeting only lasted about half an hour. She had me sign two checks that were bigger than her self-imposed limit. My workload was light and I was instructed to do some politicking. I went over the pertinent parts of two new contracts. Our lawyer had already signed off on them and each of our plant managers had read them and they had made a few comments in the margins of their copies.
Lunchtime came and I went to the main cafeteria and had a sandwich with the foundry manager. He said that he had received ingots of the new metal alloy that we were going to use in our upcoming experiment. He told me that we only had about half of what we had ordered. He said that if we were going to have a supply problem it would be a deal-breaker as far as he was concerned. He couldn't afford to have his schedule of operations interrupted. It concerned me too. I promised to check into it right away.
I returned to my office and called my supplier's rep. for the new metal. He informed me that we had just received the first half of a split shipment made necessary by weight concerns. He said that he was sure we would receive the rest of our order in a day or two and that he would see that we never had a supply problem. I had dealt with this man for years. I knew that I could trust his word.
I kicked back with a Coke and spent a few minutes thinking about where I could drum up some new business. Springtime was here. It was time to load the boat with work for the next winter months.
My mind wandered into personal things. I thought about how much I had enjoyed the last weekend. After a few minutes, I decided that I needed to talk to Kay Linden. I had decided that I definitely was going to apply the brakes on our lifestyle. I knew that Linda wasn't ready to quit swinging altogether and truthfully, I wasn't either. I called Kay and made a lunch date with her for the following Wednesday. I was confident that she could help. I wanted to talk about Linda's bucket list too.
Later in the afternoon, my intercom buzzed and Robin said that she had a Mrs. Wilkinson on the line. My heart thumped in my chest and a butterfly fluttered in my stomach. I said, "Put her through, please."
I heard the connection being made and said, "Hello, Pretty Lady, is that rough old Scottish warrior that you are married to listening in on us."
She said, "No," and then asked, "Who is listening on your end."
Michelin and I are lovers. We are very close because we share some beautiful memories. The openness we share is a natural development of that closeness. She likes to talk ugly with me because her husband doesn't allow her to use dirty words at all. I said, "I am alone and that is good because I want to talk to you about the blow job that you owe me."
She replied, "I'm anxious to pay that debt." She giggled. Her Highlander accent even shows up in her giggles. The giggle sounded a bit put on but the monster moved anyway.
She continued, "Linda called me earlier. She wanted to arrange for your visit next month. I told her that we probably needed to put it off."
I broke in and asked, "Why would we put it off?"
She answered, "I told Linda that Bobby and I are trying to get pregnant again. I told her that Bobby would not want me sleeping with you while that is happening." She continued, "That is true but there is more to it that I didn't tell her. I want to tell you and you can tell Linda if you think she should know."
I said, "Congratulations on the pregnancy part but tell me the rest of the story. I sense something bad in the wind."
I heard her whimper and sniffle. She said, "Bobby is ill, Luke." After a moment, she continued, "He has lung cancer and he is going through chemotherapy."
I said, "Oh, Michelin." I had to sit back and take a few seconds. Finally, I said, "I am so sorry." Then I asked, "What is the prognosis?"
She controlled her sniffles and said, "The doctors have given us some hope that this treatment might put it into remission. If not, the tumor is operable but Bobby will lose at least the lower lobe of his right lung."
I said, "I am so sorry, Michelin. I wish I could hold you."
She replied, "I would like that."
I said, "If I tell Linda, She will want me to take her to him right away."
She replied, "In that case, you probably shouldn't tell her. He has lost most of his hair. That includes the fluffy red mustache that he was so proud of. He has also lost a lot of weight and the treatments make him unable to get out of bed for three or four days at a time. One of the doctors said that he would never be the robust man that he was before." She paused and then continued, "I know that he doesn't want Linda to see him in this condition. If his treatment works, he will get his hair back and his overall health will improve some. Maybe you could bring her to see him then."
I said, "I will think about it hard before I say anything to her."
She said, "I know you will do the right thing." She hesitated then said, "There is one other item Linda and I talked about."
I asked, "What?"
Michelin said, "Linda said that she wanted to have a play date with Eric Littleton. She asked me to relieve you of your obligation not to sleep with Anne. She said that she needed some enticement for you to make a meeting possible.
Michelin actually found a place to giggle here. She said, "Linda told me that you promised me you wouldn't and you promised Anne that you would. Silly monster, I know your big head wouldn't have done that. I told her that I would call you and let you off the hook personally."
I replied, "I'm so sorry, Michelin. Linda is talking about fun and games while you are suffering so."
She said, "It's okay, Luke. She doesn't know." She went on, "It really is all right if you go play with Anne. I was wrong to make you promise something like that anyway. Just don't make a big deal out of it. In fact, don't tell me about it and tell Linda not to tell Bobby. I'll ask if I need to know. I should just be grateful for the times when we can be together."
I replied, "This a bad time, Sweetheart, but know this. I'm not going to stop wanting to be with you. Maybe we can talk about it at a better time."
She answered, "We will, Luke. I wish you could come to hold me right now and I do plan to pay my debt."
It got a little mushy from there and then downright nasty for a few minutes. Finally, we said our good-byes and hung up.
I went to the bar and made myself a double, two shots of Crown Royal over ice. I took one long pull straight from the bottle before I resealed it. I sat back in my chair and took a sip. I pushed the button on my intercom and told Robin that I needed to see Alice. Alice opened the door and walked into my office a minute later. She was still wearing her jacket.
I showed her my drink and said, "My workday is over. Yours can be too if you want one of these." She shook her head, as I knew she would. I said, "Michelin Wilkinson just called me. She is the sweeter half of the couple that Linda and I have visited in Scotland. I said, "Michelin's husband, Bobby, has cancer. He was my son's soccer coach several years ago. He and Linda are very good friends."
I paused for a moment and then asked, "Should I tell Linda? It will upset her terribly." I had already decided I wouldn't tell her.
Alice asked, "How good of friends are they?"
I answered, "The four of us are very close. They could be family."
Alice made me tell her everything I knew about Bobby's condition. She said, "I wouldn't tell Linda yet. She can't do anything and she will suffer. You should wait until after his course of treatment is over. Maybe, if it works, you will at least have some good news to mix with the bad."
I rolled it over in my mind. It was good advice. I said, "Thank you, Alice. I had already come to that conclusion. I needed you to make me believe I was right."
She smiled and said, "Great minds, Boss."
I told her I would be leaving and asked if I had to do anything first.
She said, "No, I have everything covered. You go on home." She excused herself.
I sat quietly in my chair while I leisurely finished my drink. The situation began to feel surreal to me. I thought, "April Fool's Day." I looked down at my Calendar. Today was the second. April Fool's Day was yesterday. I had spent the day with Linda. We hadn't even thought about it. Then I realized that Michelin would never pull a stunt like that anyway. I was subconsciously looking for a way not to believe but then I accepted the fact. Bobby actually was sick.
I had just suddenly put at least four shots of good whiskey on an almost empty stomach. I was glowing a little on the inside. Uncle Artair would kick my ass for driving his car in this condition. I sat down and buckled my seatbelt in the little blue Triumph. I decided not to tell him and brought the engine to life. I concentrated and made myself drive carefully. I only exceeded the speed limit by a little bit. The car took my mind off Bobby and let me rest mentally for the few minutes it took for me to drive home.
Linda met me at the kitchen door. She asked, "Did you hear from Michelin and did she tell you we need to postpone our trip?"
I took the drink she offered me and nodded.
She said, "Did she tell you that Bobby wants another baby?" She said, "If this one is another boy they will have another. He wants a daughter." I was quiet but I pulled her down into my recliner to snuggle with me.
Linda went on, "Michelin said that as soon as she knew she was pregnant she would call and we could make our visit then. Bobby doesn't want you around her until then." She giggled.
I changed the subject. I said, "Michelin said that I could have a play date with Anne. Thanks for getting me off that hook, Baby."
Linda giggled and asked, "Does that mean we are still going to Paris?"
I replied, "Well when you find the time, call your Lancelot. See if you can make a deal." I felt a shudder run through her body. I think she had a mini orgasm when she thought about him. She does that kind of thing sometimes. I chuckled to myself. She is so good to me when she is excited. I think I'll let your imagination describe what happened next.
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Early in the afternoon of the next day, Eric Littleton (Lancelot) called my office. He had just spoken to Linda and he was very excited to have heard from her.
The first thing I asked was, "Did you say anything of Bobby's illness to Linda."
He answered, "No. She was so bubbly that I assumed she didn't know. She mentioned that she had spoken to Michelin so I deduced that Michelin didn't want her to know. I wasn't sure that you knew."
I said, "Michelin left telling Linda to my discretion. I decided not to tell her until after Bobby's chemo treatments are finished. I am, of course, hoping for the best."
He said, "Yes, quite." He paused and said, "To the point at hand. Linda asked about a meeting in Paris. The fact is, Anne and I would rather meet with you in the United States. We have never been there and Anne wants to see the giant redwood trees in California, Mount Rushmore and Washington D.C. She said that she was sure you would make a wonderful guide. She would like to drive so that we could see the country."
I laughed and asked, "Do you realize how far apart those things are?" He was quiet. I said, "It's three thousand miles between Washington and California and that is as the crow flies."
He said, "Really? I had no idea."
I said, "If we start from my ranch and return there, you are talking about a six or seven thousand mile trip. The driving alone would take twelve to fourteen days at five hundred miles a day." I let that sink in and then I asked, "How much time do you have."
He replied, "Not that much. I think we must revise our plan." After a pause, he said, "It won't make that much difference. Of most importance, is that we see you and Linda. I'm sure that Anne will be happy with a shorter tour as long as you are the guide." He chuckled.
I said, "Maybe, we can show her some of what she wants to see and we can entice you to come again at another time to see the rest."
He replied, "I like the way you think, Mr. Bowman. When would this trip be convenient for you?"
I answered, "Anytime. Just give us a little warning so that we can arrange for time off from work.
He said, "How about the first week in May. That is about a month from now."
"Perfect," I said. "Tell your travel agent that you need to fly into DFW airport. That is only an hour and a half or so from our home. We will pick you up." I paused and said, "Tell Anne that I can't wait to see her."
He said, "Tell her yourself. She is right here." A picture of my Viking Princess version of her formed in my mind.
Anne came on the line. She said, "I can't wait, Luke. I dream about you." Her voice was low and sultry. Her accent woke the monster up. He moved. She said, "I made Eric leave the room. We can talk freely."
I said, "I'm going to eat your pussy until you beg for mercy."
She giggled and replied, "I knew you would say that. That's why I can't wait."
Our conversation went on for twenty minutes. She made a lewd promise to me that described a particularly wanton sex act on her part. She said she had practiced in her dreams. I realized that was why I couldn't wait. We talked for another few minutes on things more mundane and then kissed goodbye. I thought, "Luke Boy, you are not ready to completely stop swinging. April is going to be a long month."
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On Wednesday, I met Kay for lunch. She was her usual bright bouncy self. She is in her middle sixties but very well preserved and in very good health. She must have been as cute as a button when she was younger. She is still attractive. We call her Aunt Kay because she dates Linda's Uncle Gus.
I rose from my seat and gave her a hug when she approached. She slid into the booth across from me.
Kay is a retired psychiatrist that has befriended Linda and me. She is the mother of one of Linda's close friends and co-workers. She closed her practice several years ago but she is doing a study on our lifestyle. Linda and I have both come to love her.
We observed a few minutes of pleasantries and ordered before she asked, "How can I help, Luke?"
I filled her in on where we were up to date. The first thing we talked about was our recent trip to Atlantic City. I talked about Linda being upset by her sluttish behavior while we were there. I illustrated our agreement to put the brakes on our activities.
Kay asked, "Are we talking about getting out of the lifestyle again?"
I had to answer, "No. Neither of us is ready for that but we both genuinely want to restrict our activities. We seem to have abandoned most of the rules we originally made."
Kay asked, "Do you remember my advice when you asked me about quitting altogether?"
I nodded.
She said, "Handle this the same way. Make no new alliances and let your current activities follow their natural course of evolution until you reach the level of involvement that you want to maintain." She paused and then went on, "You will have to get Linda on board because you will have to have her cooperation."
I replied, "I understand." I then explained our upcoming visit from Eric and Anne Littleton. I told her how it came about and of my decision not to inform Linda of Bobby's illness.
Kay said, "Linda is going to be very angry with you for keeping that from her. She will think you are treating her like a child. She will be extremely upset and disappointed that you think of her that way."
I asked, "What would you do, Kay?"
She said, "Luke, It isn't my place to tell you what to do. Just rethink your decision not to tell her from her point of view, if you can." She hesitated before she said, "Now, to answer your question, I would tell her. I understand that she will want to go to him but I believe that she will understand why Bobby doesn't want to see her. Give her a chance to make the right decision. If she still wants to go, she will submit to your wishes in the end anyway. She likes it when you are assertive. She will think more of you if you handle it this way."
I said, "I will rethink my position, Kay." I already knew that she was right. I would follow her advice. I thought about how much both Alice and Kay influence me. They have given me advice that is in direct opposition to one another and I find myself agreeing with the one that I happen to be with at the time. I resolved to give it more thought and then make my own decision.
"Next," I said, "This is a copy of Linda's bucket list." I asked, "Are there any loose ends here that you can see. We have checked off everything that I am willing to agree to. I would like to wad this thing up and throw it away."
Kay said, "Let me keep this and let's have a bucket list talk after your visitors have left." She said, "Linda has told me about Lancelot. If she can separate him from her connection with Bobby, he will be good for her. If she can't, you will have to cancel your meeting with him. She will make that decision for you. Allow her to do it."
I said, "Okay, Aunt Kay. That's it for now. You have helped me again."
She said, "I sense that you have some misgivings of your own, Luke. I will want to talk about them when we have our bucket list meeting."
I replied, "Sometimes, I think you can read my mind. I do have some issues where you can probably give me some insight. I will be prepared to talk about them next time." I got a smile from her.
We finished our lunch and talked about other things. I asked about Uncle Gus. She giggled and squirmed in her seat. I got the message and let it go at that.
Just before we left, Kay said, "Tell Linda to give me a call. I would like to have lunch with her one day soon."
I promised to do that.
I went back to work but couldn't seem to focus. I could only think about what I had to tell Linda. I had decided that Kay was right on that issue. I escaped from my office and spent most of the afternoon wandering about the plant and visiting with whomever I met. I would have gone home early but Linda wouldn't have been there. She was working.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I did manage to leave for home at my regular time. When I arrived, Linda still wasn't there. I had decided to tell her about Bobby. I dreaded my upcoming conversation with her, so I resolved to make it happen as soon as possible. I made myself a drink, opened a fresh bottle of Linda's wine, and left it to breathe in the refrigerator. I went to the den, kicked my boots off and made myself comfortable in my recliner.

I tuned to my favorite radio station. "Eye of the Tiger," was playing. It was the 1982 version by the band, "Survivor." I felt the lyrics fit into my situation.
"Just a man and his will to survive
So many times, it happens too fast
You trade your passion for glory
Don't lose your grip on the dreams of the past
You must fight just to keep them alive"
I listened to the words and admittedly took them a bit out of context. The dreams of my past are all about Linda, and I will always fight to keep them alive. I thought, "What I am about to tell her, will hurt her. I can't protect her from everything but she will allow me to help her through this."
I met her when she came in from the garage. I offered her wine but she declined. She admitted that she had skipped her run this morning. She wanted to change into sweats and run before we had dinner.
I put off our talk and offered to make dinner while she was gone. She went upstairs to change and I started dragging things together in the kitchen. I found a package of frozen breakfast steaks in the freezer. They were from a Brangus steer that we had raised. They were cut half an inch thick and weighed in at six ounces each. I knew they would be good. I had three damn fine steak sandwiches almost ready by the time Linda returned.
She sat at the island in the kitchen and drank a glass of water before she took a sip of the wine I had set out for her. She watched me finish cooking and then we ate together. I put off talking about Bobby. I wanted to be holding her when I did that.
After we finished, she said, "I need a shower. Do you want to come and wash my back for me?" She helped me clean up the kitchen before we went upstairs.
We showered and then we decided to curl up together and watch a movie on the tube. We lay on our bed together and Linda thumbed through the channels. I procrastinated. She finally stumbled upon a movie called, "Ladyhawke." It had already started but we had only missed a minute of it. The introduction was still underway. It turned out to be a fantasy/love-story set in medieval times. It was a well-made movie and Linda got into it easily. It was right up her alley. I enjoyed it too. The good guys won and lived happily ever after.
Linda snuggled up closer to me. The room, as always was a bit cool. Linda's body warmth under our blankets made my world just right. She was comfortable too.
I gave us a few minutes to enjoy each other but then decided that the time had arrived to talk about Bobby. I said, "Sweetheart, I have something that I need to tell you. It's not good and I have been dreading this moment."
She rose up on her elbow and looked at me with the question in her eyes. I knew that I had her attention because her face was a mask of concern.
I continued, "Bobby is sick."
She paused for an instant and then said, "It's serious, isn't it?"
I plowed through it. I replied, "Yes Baby, it's lung cancer." Before she could grasp what I had said, I went on, "Michelin said that he is taking chemotherapy treatments and the doctors have said that there was a good chance his cancer would go into remission." I saw the tears well up in her eyes. She buried her face in my shoulder and I drew her nearer to me. I felt her begin to cry softly but there weren't any heavy sobs.
Ten or fifteen minutes passed. Linda rose up. She kissed my cheek and slipped out of bed. She went into the bathroom and closed the door. That meant she didn't want me to follow. I lay there and waited for her return.
She came back to me a few minutes later. She looked and seemed quite refreshed. I wondered, "How does she do that."
She crawled back in bed with me, curled up close and said, "Tell me everything you know."
I said, "Okay, that is my plan." I hesitated and then said, "Michelin's story about trying to get pregnant is true. Bobby has told her that he wants a little girl. The real reason he didn't want to see us is that he has lost quite a bit of weight and most of his hair. His treatments make him sick enough that he is bedridden about half the time. He is a vain man, Linda. He doesn't want you to see him in that condition. The hope is that his treatments will work and he will recover."
She sniffled and I acquired a tissue for her from our nightstand. She said, "I want you to take me to him right now."
I answered, "I want you to think about that but if it is actually what you want we can leave Saturday."
She was quiet for a moment and then said, "Let's get dressed and go for a walk."
I didn't want to do that but I didn't hesitate. I slid out of bed and dressed in shorts and a tee with walking shoes. I went downstairs and poured another glass of wine for Linda from the bottle I had opened earlier. I made myself a stiff drink too. Linda was only a minute behind me.
She took her wine in one hand and my hand in the other. She led me down the path to the lake trail. We sipped our drinks and held hands. We walked leisurely. She was quiet. I could tell she was in deep thought and I didn't disturb her.
We came to the small cliff that overlooks our swimming platform. We sat together on the rimrock and looked down into the water about fifteen feet below us. The water was very clear and I could see small fish swimming near the swim platform. They used it for shade in the clear water, I think.
Linda broke her silence and asked, "Do you want to go skinny dipping?"
I replied, "I would love to, Sweetheart, but the water is not warm enough yet. Maybe in another month, we can do that."
She said, "It's not a good idea to go to Scotland right now, is it?" Before I could answer, she continued, "I can understand why Bobby doesn't want us to." Then she asked, "Should I call him and talk to him?"
I answered, "Let me call Michelin and ask her if she thinks that would be alright."
She nodded and said, "Okay. That is the right thing to do."
I almost didn't bring it up but I had to ask, "Do you think I should call Eric and have him postpone his trip?"
She thought for a minute and then said, "Not yet. I need to think about that."
She stood and pulled on me until I stood. I rose and gathered her into my arms. She allowed me to hold her for a moment and then we continued our walk. We walked slowly. It took twenty minutes to get back to the house.
I said, "We can skinny dip in the pool if you like."
She replied, "No. I know it is still early but let's go to bed. I need to sleep and I want you to hold me."
I took her to bed. I tried to hold her and spoon with her. She cried quietly for a while but then she did fall asleep. It was a troubled sleep. She tossed and turned. She would kick the covers off us and then try to crawl under me when she got cold.
I petted her and held her when I could. She settled down after half an hour. I felt her relax and slip into a deeper sleep. I gathered her close to me and held her. She snuggled close to me. I felt her become comfortable in my arms. I slipped into sleep soon after.
I called Michelin the next morning. I put the phone on speaker so that Linda could be part of the conversation. Michelin told us that Bobby was unaware that Linda knew of his condition and it would be best to leave it that way. Linda opted not to talk to him.
Linda was quiet, almost lethargic, for the next couple of days. She tried to go to work but she said she couldn't concentrate. She came home early on Thursday and Friday was not a workday for her anyway. We spent Saturday together at home. Linda was going through the motions but she was still withdrawn and quiet.
We had gone without sex through this time. Linda did let me hold her at night and we cuddled. I was tempted to force fuck her once but then my mood was rather somber too. I thought it best just to give her space and allow her to work through her crisis. I knew she would ask me for help when she needed it.
About an hour before dark, something happened that helped to bring us both back to a semblance of normality. Maria, my ranch foreman's wife, called. She said that her elderly mother had fallen, hurt herself and been taken to the hospital. Maria said that she had her mother's power of attorney and she needed to go to the hospital to sign papers to authorize treatment and of course, she wanted to go to her anyway. She didn't know how badly her mother was injured. She asked that Linda babysit her four-year-old daughter for a few hours."
Little Veronica wouldn't stay with anyone besides Linda and me. Her mother is Linda's part-time housekeeper. The little one is accustomed to being here with us.
Linda and I were both in a better mood before the bubbling little girl arrived. Maria told us that she would be hungry soon. She kissed her baby good-bye and was gone. Veronica was wearing a swimsuit. Maria knew that she would want to go swimming. She had left a change of clothes.
I allowed Linda to hug her and say her hellos first. I went to the pool house and got into a swimsuit. I then took Veronica to the pool. Our pool was designed for adults. It does have an area that is shallow enough for children to play in but it is not separated from deeper water by any physical barrier. Veronica does play in the pool often but she is never alone and she is always watched closely. I trussed her up in a lifejacket and we got into the water.
We laughed and played together. I splashed water on her and she fought back like a little Mexican jaguar. Her giggles and laughter were infectious. We were together in water four feet deep when Linda joined us. Veronica escaped from me and swam to Linda. I was surprised at her ability. I think she could swim without the lifejacket.
Linda caught her and tickled her. She laughed and resisted. Linda giggled for the first time in three days. I wrapped my arms around both of them. Linda kissed me. She said, "It's no wonder why Bobby wants one of these." We played together in the water until Veronica said she was hungry. I was ready to get out anyway. I was starting to prune up. We all dried off and changed clothes.
Linda and I pitched in and made a quick dinner from the things that we knew Veronica liked. Afterward, Linda shooed the baby and me out of the kitchen while she put things away. We went to the den and sat together in my recliner. I found some Tom and Jerry cartoons on the TV. She cuddled with me and became quiet. Her little tummy was so full it was tight. She yawned and stretched like a sleepy kitten and fell asleep in just a few minutes. I lay there and enjoyed holding her. I thought, "I wish I had one of these."
Linda walked in on us. She said, "I'm jealous."
I looked up at her and she smiled. That smile made me very happy. It had been a while since I had seen one on her pretty face. I made room for her and she lay down with us and cuddled with me from the other side. I thought, "Life is good."
I thought Linda was asleep but she wasn't. I felt her slip her hand into my loose shorts and hold the monster. She stroked him gently until she felt him stir. She whispered, "Can we talk?"
I answered, "Sure, Baby. Why don't you put Veronica in bed somewhere? We can have a drink as well as a talk."
Linda giggled and said, "No sex until after Maria comes to pick her up."
I had sensed a complete mood change in my young and vibrant wife. I took her last remark as a promise of things to come. I said, "There will be some sex if I decide to force fuck your sweet ass."
She giggled and said, "Oh well, that would be an altogether different situation."
She got to her feet and left the room. She returned in a moment with a soft blanket and a pillow. She made a bed on my couch for Veronica and told me to put her there. We made sure that she was properly covered, sound asleep and comfortable. Linda acquired a glass of wine and I made myself a double Crown. We turned off all the lights and walked out to the patio. We left the door open so that we could hear Veronica if she woke up.
I sat my drink on the table and captured Linda before she could sit. I kissed her and held her close. It was a beautiful moment that we shared. I felt emotion rise in her. When we broke the kiss, I saw the mist that had welled up in her pretty green eyes. I kissed her again.
I sat in my normal place and dragged her down with me. She made herself comfortable in my lap. I recovered my whiskey and sipped from it.
I said, "I am enjoying your shift in mood. Should I give Veronica the credit for that?"
Linda giggled and replied, "Partially maybe, but the real reason is I have made a decision about our visit with Eric and Anne."
I said, "Tell me quickly. I have a vested interest in this."
She replied, "I am going to tell you. If you think I am wrong, I expect you to say so."
I agreed.
She said, "I want Lancelot and your Viking to visit us just like we planned." She paused and continued, "Our relationship with Bobby and Micheline shouldn't have any effect on something that develops with Eric and Anne. I am very sorry that Bobby is ill. He is very special. Having said that, he doesn't have a say in my life, except when I am his guest and while I am committed to him. He is just like Ed Fuller in that respect. I hope that I get to be with him again but right now, I want to be with Eric. I have put Eric off for two years partially in deference to Bobby. I don't choose to do so this time." After a moment, she asked, "What do you think?"
I said, "Michelin has told me to sleep with Anne if I want. I think it's okay for you to be with your Lancelot." I hesitated and said, "I would have rescinded your hall pass if I didn't."
She snuggled closer to me. At length, I said, "I wish Maria would pick up her kid. I want to have a most deep and meaningful quickie with you. I just haven't decided how to do it yet."
She replied in a whisper, "We aren't going to do it that way. I'm going to give you one of my all night, I'm going to love you forever fucks." She giggled. She said, "I love you."
I knew that shit wasn't going to happen. I didn't say anything.
The front gate's chime went off in the kitchen. Maria was here. Linda gathered all of Veronica's things and I met Maria as she parked outside the kitchen door. Linda met us there with the little one's gear. Maria put it in her truck and then we all went inside.
Linda offered Maria a drink and she opted for a coke. We sat for a few minutes while she told us that her mother was okay. She had a simple fracture in her right ulna. They had put her arm in a cast and the doctor had recommended that she stay one night in the hospital for observation. That was due to her advanced age.
Maria said, "Juan will pick her up tomorrow and bring her to our house. She will stay with us until she makes us take her home. That will only be a day or two. She is a fiercely independent old soul.
We sat together until Maria finished her Coke. I thought that was long enough. I thought, "Get the hell out of my house. I want to fuck my wife." I said, "We had such a good time with Veronica. She wore herself out in the pool and we fed her too much. She is sound asleep. I'm sure it would be better if she were in her own bed. I'll get her for you."
Linda and I watched as they drove through the gate. Linda was leaning on me and holding my arm in both of hers. I looked down at her and said, "You are about to get horse fucked, Pretty Girl."
She giggled and ran for the stairs. I turned off all the lights again and then followed her. I moved slowly. I ascended the stairs on heavy footfalls so that she could hear me coming. I wanted to lend some drama to the upcoming event. I left a trail of my clothing. I fully intended to force fuck her on sight. She was ready and looking forward to having sex but she had no idea what was about to happen to her. She was in the eye of the tiger and about to be consumed.
I was a predator stalking my prey when I entered our bedroom. I had a hard-on that would have made any horse proud. There was no sweet love or soft emotion in my mind. I was in a state of pure animal lust. Linda was the object of my desire. She was going to be my victim. She would be powerless to resist. She had no options. I intended to devour her.
I walked into the room. There was only flickering candlelight to see by. The covers had already been turned back on our bed. Linda was naked with her back to me. She was in the process of lighting the last of our three scented candles.
She was trying to create the ambiance for a sweet session of unhurried lovemaking. I pounced like the animal that I had become. I hurried across the room and captured her from behind. I wrapped her in my arms and pulled her close to me. I twisted her head around as far as I could and kissed her. Her lips parted and she accepted the invasion of my tongue into her mouth. I let my right hand leave the breast that it was holding. It slid to her lower belly below her navel and I squeezed her. I jammed my cock against her bottom so that she would know the strength of my erection and the level of my arousal.
I moved my hand farther south. I rubbed against her clit in passing and let my middle finger find its way inside her. She claimed an extremely deep breath in one quick gasp. She was very wet. That was all I really needed to know. She was gushing juices like the fountain of youth. "That's it," I thought, "The fountain of youth. I have found it. I always feel young and dangerously virile when I am near this particular pussy."
I bodily picked her up and tossed her to her back on our bed. I spread her legs and lay down on top of her. I kissed her hard. She surprised me. She grabbed the monster in both hands and guided him to her entrance. I slammed him into her depths. She was wet, warm and welcoming. She uttered one low grunt as she accepted the totality of my length.
I never felt that instant of total surrender that is usual for her. It must have happened when I first grabbed her. She resists me for fun on occasion but she knows when I'm not going to take, "no," for an answer. She is the perfect lover. She makes every episode interesting but she always submits completely in the end. I felt her muscles contract and her pussy became that velvet vice that I love so much. She squeezed me hard and began to beg for more. In two minutes or less, she went over the top. She screamed, "YES, Y-E-S-S-S, FUCK ME, LUKE. FUCK ME HARDER. DON'T HOLD BACK. CUM WITH ME. CUM WITH ME RIGHT NOW."
We went mystical. I hadn't expected that but I wasn't surprised either. It has happened to us before. It happens when we are in a high state of emotional arousal. I became aware of the time dilation I was experiencing. Nothing seemed to slow down but everything lasted longer. I was out of my body. It was as if I was standing next to our bed and looking down on Linda and me. We were lost in the throes of our passion. I was pounding her without mercy. She was begging for more. The movement of her body under me grabbed my attention. I had watched a dolphin ride the bow wave of a ship once. The undulations of its body as it swam, perfectly emulated Linda's movements now as she enthusiastically accepted and absorbed my onslaught. Our combined movements were in perfect harmony. We had done this together before.
I wondered if Linda was sharing this experience. I looked to my left. She was standing there. We were both naked and holding hands. She was watching us perform on the bed. She must have sensed that I was looking at her. She looked up into my eyes. Hers sparkled and sent slivers of green light bouncing around the room to mix with the wavering candlelight. She blushed crimson and brought her free hand up to stifle a giggle. She was with me.

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Reality changed. Our souls melted and ran together. We became one being. This had happened before too. Linda said that this was Mother Nature's gift to us because we love each other. We have gone mystical with other people but this melding of souls has never happened with anyone else. It meant that I was going to experience Linda's orgasm. It would be as if it were happening to me. Feminine orgasms are so much better than what men experience. I have been here before. I knew what to expect. I couldn't wait.

It was happening. This is so hard to explain. I was Luke but at the same time, I became Linda. I was in her body too. I thought her thoughts and felt her emotions. Her orgasm would be mine too. I could feel it bubbling up. I could feel my cock pounding into my pussy. The glow of the love I have for this girl enveloped both of us. We only had one body. The love she has for me was in the same mix.
Her orgasm rose and enveloped us. It was warm and wet. It was full of bubbles and so very energetic. My physical body froze in place and quivered. I saw that happen. I was still watching the other us on the bed. It went on and on. Neither of us had any control. It just went on and on. Mother Nature was showing her love for us.
My orgasm happened. It was just an insignificant sideshow in comparison to what was already going on. I watched Linda's body enjoy it though. Her eyes got very big. I could feel my cock as it moved inside her belly. She squeezed it hard with her Kegel muscles. I could also feel it from Linda's perspective. I knew that she was experiencing both sides too.
I paid more attention to Linda's orgasm. It was more important. I reveled in it. It made me scream. It went on and on. The, "now," that we were sharing lasted forever. My scream lasted at least that long. Time dilation is a wonderful thing. I thought that I might die but I didn't care. I let myself become Linda. I was being horse fucked. I love being fucked this way. It went on and on. I felt Luke have his orgasm. He was so hard. His cock throbbed as it does. That triggered my second one. I squeezed his pulsating cock with my pussy. He likes that. He pumped powerful jets of hot globby cum into me. I could almost feel it become a lava pool inside my body. I wished that I could get pregnant for him. I should have made a daughter for him when we were younger. My orgasm went on. He fucks me so well. He is so good to me. I wished he would bugger me. I wondered how much that would enhance this experience. A memory of Jerry Horn fucking my ass came to me. I remembered how his cock throbbed when he emptied himself into my bowels. It was the last thing I remembered before I found myself back in my own Body. I was Luke again.
I was lying on top of Linda. I was spent and fighting for air. Linda was gasping and struggling. She had to contend with the weight of my body on top of her. I rolled off her. She took several deep breaths and then settled down some. Her breathing became more regular in the next minute. She rolled to face me. She threw an arm over my chest and snuggled in close. I just lay there. I was pretty much content. I didn't have the energy to move but then I didn't have the desire either.
The cold air in the room soon sapped away our excess heat. Linda pulled the covers over us and snuggled even closer. She rubbed her wet pussy against my thigh. She always does that. She always has a mini or two while we recover. She might be the sexiest woman on the planet.
Her eyes flick open. As I have said before, "They were the prettiest green eyes anywhere." They sparkled once again in the candlelight.
She whispered, "I'm hungry."
I considered that a gross understatement. I realized that I was beyond being hungry. I felt like I hadn't eaten in a week. We had eaten just before Veronica went to sleep. I thought, "We might both starve before I recover enough to get up. I found myself looking at the clock. Forty minutes had passed since Maria had left with Veronica. I thought, "Time had dilated. Our session had to have lasted several hours, or days maybe."
I wanted to sleep but I tried not to. I held Linda. She purred for me.
In the next instant, Linda was kissing me awake. I opened my eyes and looked at her. She was bright and sparkly. Her hair was up in her ponytail and she looked as fresh as the morning dew. I thought again, "How does she do that?"
She said, "Rinse off and come to the kitchen. I'm going to make us some something to eat." She kissed my cheek one more time and left the room.
I was still in a euphoric stupor but I was also famished. I lay still for a few more seconds and then made myself stumble into the shower.
Ten minutes later, I wrapped myself in my favorite robe and walked barefooted down the stairs. I found Linda sitting cross-legged on a stool at the kitchen island. She looked happy with a half-gallon tub of Blue Bell Dutch chocolate ice cream and a large spoon. There was an empty soup bowl next to her. She said, "I didn't wait."
There was a large bowl of soup and a stack of saltine crackers set out for me. It was her homemade beef and vegetable. It was steaming hot and thick with bite-sized chunks of tender meat. She had taken it cold from the refrigerator and heated it in the microwave. I didn't talk. I couldn't remember ever being so hungry. I crumbled all the crackers into the soup and then used my spoon like a shovel. I ate like a pig at a trough.
I finished the soup and topped it off with a full glass of water. The edge was gone from my hunger. I looked across the counter at Linda. I was recapping our experience in my head. I didn't even consider that it had been real. I'm not crazy. I knew that it had been a wonderful dream that was so vivid that it seemed real. I wanted to tell her about it.
She read my mind. She held up her hand and I hesitated. She said, "Let's don't talk about it, Luke. I was a gift from Mother Nature or maybe God. Let's just accept it for what it is and be thankful." She paused and then said, "Let's put it in that special place in our memories and keep it forever. We were both there. We can't understand what happened but we can hope that we are blessed that way again. We don't need to talk about it."
She walked around the end of the island and kissed my lips softly. She asked, "Do you want some ice cream?" She put a spoon full in my mouth.
It was good but not what I wanted. I refilled my bowl with cold soup from the fridge and slipped it into the microwave oven. I programmed it to cook for two minutes. I pressed the start button and the machine did its magic.
Linda giggled and retrieved the box of crackers from the pantry for me. I ate that second bowl of soup leisurely and with more decorum. It was so good. It satisfied me and I took my sweet wife back to bed.
Linda has powers that I don't possess. She just accepts things. She took our mystical tryst in stride. Now she was satisfied, warm and had a full tummy. She snuggled up close to me and went to sleep as easily as Veronica had earlier.
I, on the other hand, had to analyze the experience. I tried for a few minutes to figure out what had happened. I wished that Linda had wanted to talk about it but I did respect her way of dealing with it. I wondered for a moment if I could talk to Kay about it. I realized that I didn't think I could.
I remembered Linda's memory of her time with Jerry Horn. It was still in my head as if it were my memory. I guess it was. My mind formed a picture of them as he pressed her knees to her shoulders and slid his cock inside her. I could feel the need and want in her in the beginning. As the act progressed, Jerry fucked her ass harder and with abandon. The feelings I had morphed into total surrender and sweet ecstasy. He had obviously made her very happy. I wasn't jealous. I knew that I wanted to make her happy that way and now, I knew how to do it. I knew I would take her that way, but not tonight. I held her close to me and surrendered myself to sleep.
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The month of April seemed to drag by. Linda and I fell into a routine that gave me a glimpse of what life would be like if we gave up swinging. We lived together. We went about our tasks and fulfilled our obligations to the outside world. Our love life settled into routine too. We slept together every night. We made love when we wanted to and when we didn't, we didn't. Linda never mentioned any of her lovers and I didn't even think about mine, with one exception.
I dreamed about Caroline Bixby one night. I wanted her. I thought seriously about offering Linda a pass to have a play date with Ed so that I could be with Caroline for a night or two. I thought, "That would be back-sliding, Luke. You can't do that." My thoughts did make me understand how difficult it was going to be to give up the lifestyle. Then I reassured myself. I thought, "We are not giving up anything. We only agreed to slow down.
The next day at work there was a slow spot in my schedule. Caroline popped into my mind. I called her. When I got her on the line, the first thing she said was, "I hope you are looking for a date, Stud-Muffin." The monster moved.
We talked for half an hour or more. I told her about my situation and she talked about hers. I did ask her for an indefinite date in the last part of May, or in June if Linda made me wait that long. She agreed and told me about the butterflies in her tummy. Then we began to plot.
Caroline said, "I want to put your wife and my hubby together. I think if they get to know each other they will want to know each other better, if you know what I mean." She paused and said, "Without being pushy, I've talked to both of them. I think they already want to know each other better."
I asked, "Did you know that they danced together at the club one night. I wasn't there. I don't know whether you were or not."
She laughed at me. She said, "I wasn't there, Luke." After a moment, she went on, "I was shacked up with you at your hunting cabin." She laughed again. She continued, "Yes, I heard all about that dance in great detail. Getting Larry interested in Linda will not be a problem. I'm not so sure about the other side of the equation."
I said, "Linda is already interested in Larry."
She replied, "Really? What makes you think so?"
I answered, "Linda told me all about the dance too. She said that she would dance with him again if he asked her. She also said that he had impressed her and that her first impression of him was probably wrong because you would not have married a complete doofus."
Caroline giggled. She said, "Maybe it's just a matter of putting them at the same place at the same time. We can do that."
I chuckled and said, "We will do that. I will be fun to watch."
We talked about other things for a few minutes. I promised to call her in May. I also promised to find out when we could see the movie that we had been in and when we were going to do another one. We kissed goodbye and hung up.
Caroline is so good. I could tell that she was disappointed that we couldn't get together right away, but she never makes demands. She has always been happy with what I can give her.
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Linda had her lunch with Kay and she had told me about it. They had talked about Bobby. Kay had assured her that it was a good thing for us to spend some time with Lancelot and his little sister. They had talked about Ed too. Linda came away from their visit in high spirits and anxious to see her Lancelot.
The time for the on-premises party came and went. Linda said she hadn't heard from Ed. She thought that was Okay. He hadn't called to ask about a play date either. Linda said that she suspected that there must be someone else taking his time and attention. She thought that was okay too. I assumed that any feelings she was having about Ed were being overshadowed by the anticipation of her upcoming time with Lancelot.
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The long-awaited moment finally came. Some serious flirts had passed between Anne and me by telephone. I was in a state of high excitement. Linda and I stood at the baggage carousel where Eric and Anne's luggage would appear in the next few minutes. They had gone through customs in New York. They wouldn't have to be involved in that here at DFW.
I had butterflies in my stomach. Hundreds of people were coming into the area to claim their baggage. They were all from the plane that Eric and Anne had arrived on fifteen minutes earlier. I had already commandeered a two-wheeled baggage dolly in anticipation of Anne arriving with too much luggage. Linda and I stood out of the way and searched the crowd.
Then I saw her. She was a bright spot in the crowd. She was overdressed by a bit, as is the European custom while traveling. Her hair was braided exactly as it was the first time I met her. The loose single braid was dbangd over one shoulder and was held out by the swell of her breast. It did have a golden hue but it was much lighter than Linda's honey blonde color. Her skin was much fairer than Linda's too. She was from a more northern clime and didn't have Linda's tan. The outlines of her body were accented by the matching skirt and jacket that she wore. The monster moved.
I experienced tunnel vision. I could only see Anne. I decided to sneak up on her when she approached the carousel. I approached her. Eric was standing right beside her but I hadn't noticed him before Linda jumped into his arms and kissed him.
They drew Anne's attention for a moment and then she looked around for me. I was three feet from her when she first saw me. For a second all I could see were her huge blue eyes set in the beauty of her smiling face. She broke the moment by blushing and casting her eyes to the floor. I touched her. She dropped her purse to the floor and threw her arms around my neck. She stood on her toes and offered her lips. I kissed her. She snuggled in close and the monster moved again.
All of the naughty flirts that had passed between us in the last weeks surfaced in my mind. She must have remembered them too. We broke our kiss and she laid her head on my chest. She whispered, "I've waited long enough, Luke. Take me somewhere and fuck me."
I replied in a whisper of my own, "That is most definitely the plan, Viking Girl." The monster had come to attention. He made himself known to her. She giggled but then Eric's voice brought me back to reality.
I heard him say, "There is one of Anne's bags."
I released his little sister and we shook hands. He was still holding Linda. He chuckled and said in his deep Scottish brogue, "I intended to offer a trade, Sir, but I think we have done that already." We laughed together. I saw Linda shiver in his embrace. She smiled at me and fingered her necklace.
Anne pointed two bags out to me. One was large and the other about half the size of the first. She said, "There is another smaller one." We waited. She held my hand. Her bag showed up a minute later.
As it turned out, they were traveling a lot lighter than I had thought they would. Eric only had one bag. That made a total of four. The four of us easily carried them without the dolly. I donated it to a young couple that needed it far more than we did. I had purposely parked Linda's car as close as possible. We didn't have far to walk.
We put the bags in the trunk. Anne shed her jacket and Eric both his jacket and the tie that he wore. I found a place for them. Linda introduced Eric to the back seat. They couldn't keep their hands off each other. They were kissing before she closed the door and I watched her place one of his hands on her breast. I thought about putting them in the pool house when we got to the ranch so that I would have a chance to watch them.
The Viking and I shared a sweet kiss before I buckled her into the front passenger's seat. I walked around and seated myself behind the wheel. I looked at Anne and I asked, "Are you hungry?"
She answered, "No, Luke. They fed us on the plane." She leaned in close and whispered, "Take me somewhere and fuck me."
I said, "It's an hour and a half to the ranch. Should we check in to a hotel close to here?"
Linda said, "Stop it, Luke." Then she addressed Eric. "He is just teasing Anne. He has already booked rooms for us a few minutes from here."
About fifteen minutes later, we carried the bags that we needed into my favorite two-bedroom suite at the Marriott on Stemmons Freeway. Linda didn't even slow down. She had her overnight bag in one hand and Lancelot's hand in the other. She dragged him down the short hallway towards the bedroom that she prefers when we are here. I thought, "That's the beginning of a beautiful story." (I have decided to ask Linda to tell it if she wants.)
I led the Viking into the other bedroom and closed the door. She began to remove her garments hastily. She was wearing hose and all the proper undergarments. It took her forever to get naked. I stripped myself quickly and then helped her with her bra and panties. Her beautiful body was revealed to me for the first time. She was softer than Linda, but exquisite, nonetheless.
When we were finished, I was on my knees before her. I had a raging hard-on and the mayhem that I had promised her was in my mind. I held her shapely bottom in both hands and drew her to me. Without preamble, I buried my tongue in her slit. She was wet. Her pussy juice had the same consistency as the clear deep water in Loch Ness. I caught a whiff of orange blossoms. I thought, "Michelin has helped her out." I was pleased. I chuckled to myself. Michelin knew that Anne was coming to me. She had given Anne this scent because she knew it would make me think of her. I snuggled into Anne's vee and sucked her clit into my mouth. I couldn't help but think of Michelin for a moment. The monster screamed for relief.
Anne held my head in both hands and crushed her sweet pussy into my face but just for a few seconds. Her vee was clothed in the wispiest of blonde, almost white, pubic hair. She pulled away from me and knelt before me. She kissed me. She spoke in a conversational tone but in the lilting accent of the Scottish girl that she was. She said, "Later, Luke, we can do anything you want. We can play together for as long as you like. I will give myself to you in any way you choose." She paused and took a breath. She said, "Right now I need to be fucked. I want a well-played quickie and I need it right now. Make me cum, Luke. Do it before something happens to make us put this moment off again. I want to feel your cock inside me right now."
I wanted to give her exactly what she was asking for. I wanted her the same way. I held her in my arms and lifted her naked body from the floor. I carried her to the bed and tossed her to the center of it. I crawled up beside her and let my tongue explore her mouth while I slipped a finger inside her to touch and caress her G-spot. She was wet to the point of sloppiness now."
She groaned and whispered, "Your cock. I want your cock. Don't make me beg, Luke."
I didn't make her beg. I rolled over and rose to my knees between her legs. She didn't grasp my cock and help me find my way as Linda does. She did raise her knees high in the air and spread them apart. Both her hands went to her pussy and she used her fingers to spread her lips and show me the pink inside. A few drops of dew squirted out of her. I shoved the monster inside. I hoped that it was the hardest, thickest and longest dick that she ever had. I think that maybe it was but she absorbed it all with only the slightest effort.
She uttered a long sigh and then a series of low moans and whimpers. She straightened her legs and then wrapped them around me. Her movements were coordinated with mine in the space of a few heartbeats. Powerful heartbeats drummed in both of us. I thought my heart might pound its self into jelly.

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She was whispering in my ear, "Yes, Luke. Yes, yes. This is what I wanted. It is just as I dreamed it would be. This is why I came here. Fuck me hard. Don't ever stop."

I fucked her with long powerful strokes. This was raw animal lust in its purest form. There was no emotional bond between us. We didn't know each other well enough for that. I just wanted to possess her beautiful young body. She just wanted to cum. In just a few minutes, I was on the verge of losing control. I told her so.
She answered me in a weak whisper, "I'm cumming. I'm cumming right now. Roll me over." Her pussy was squeezing, sucking, and milking me. It was time for me to lose control. She was trying to make it happen.
I rolled over on my back and brought her with me. I stayed deep inside her. She didn't rise to the cowgirl position as I expected. She lay on my chest, brought her knees up on either side of me for leverage, and fucked me with real enthusiasm.
She missed my first ejaculation. Hell, it snuck up on me too. It just happened. Linda and I had abstained for several days. I began to pump cum into her in quantity. A bit of it leaked out of her with my first spasm but she caught and held the rest of it in her deepest place.
In a whisper, she kept repeating, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming. She ran out of air. Then there was only the sound of her ragged breathing.
She fucked me with long, hard, violent strokes. Even in the throes of her orgasm, she maintained perfect control and coordination. She paused and squeezed at the bottom of each stroke as she felt the throb of my cock. I came so hard it hurt. I endured eight wonderfully painful spasms and then it was over. My body collapsed in a weakened state of bliss.
Anne continued to fuck and milk me until my erection completely withered away. She collapsed on my chest. I felt her lithe young body relax and she remained perfectly still except for the heaving motion of her rapid breathing, and her pounding heart.
I wrapped her in my arms and held her in place. The weight of her body felt good as she rested on top of me. We cooled and I pulled a blanket over us. Anne purred. We let the afterglow envelop us and I slipped into that dreamy place where I play sometimes just before sleep.
To be continued...

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Hall Pass Ch. 55 - Little Sister

By: LewdLuke
Anne continued to fuck and milk me until my erection completely withered away. She collapsed on my chest. I felt her lithe young body relax and she remained perfectly still except for the motion of her rapid breathing, and her pounding heart.
I wrapped her in my arms and held her in place. The weight of her body felt good as she rested on top of me. We cooled and I pulled a blanket over us. Anne purred. We let the afterglow envelop us and I slipped into that dreamy place where I play sometimes just before sleep.
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A small amount of time passed. Anne had moved off me and was lying quietly beside me. We had both drifted closer to sleep. I was suddenly alert. I looked down at my Viking Princess. She had been startled awake too. Her eyes were wide and she seemed to be listening. Linda screamed again. The sound insulation between our rooms was not what it should be.
Anne giggled and whispered, "Aye then, your Linda is a screamer."
I squeezed her closer to me and replied, "She is in fact but only when she is well pleased."
Anne giggled again. She continued in her sweet lilt, "Aye, rake that he is, my elder brother is quite good at what he does."
Something in that statement wasn't proper. I said, "That sounds like the voice of experience."
She ignored the question in my voice and in a very soft voice of her own, she replied, "In my most recent experience, I learned that Luke Bowman is very good at what he does." She was polishing my ego. I chalked-up her comment about Eric to the differences in the way we use the English language. I let it go.
I replied, "I noticed how quiet you were during our interlude. Are you not a screamer?"
She answered, "I have never found it necessary to announce to the world the depth of my pleasure. Screaming uses a lot of energy." She giggled. "I prefer to use my energy for a better purpose." She cuddled closer to me. Her tongue flicked out and caressed one of my nipples. She sucked it into her mouth and sucked gently for one sweet moment. A butterfly fluttered inside me.
I cupped one of her breasts in my hand and squeezed gently. She purred, moved her leg over me and pressed her pussy against my thigh. Her body was warm and her skin was so smooth.
I said, "Linda will call soon. She will be hungry. Are you hungry?"
She answered, "I could eat but I would rather spend another hour here like this." She wiggled against me.
I said, "We don't have to get up. We have a small kitchen in this suite and we brought some food here when Linda and I checked in this morning. Linda could eat here or she and Eric could go out."
She cooed softly and snuggled closer. She whispered, "Let's stay here for now. We can make a decision later when we have to."
We relaxed in our warm embrace. Linda made no further out-cry. I drifted back into a light sleep. I'm sure that Anne went with me.
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Linda allowed us a bit more than the hour that Anne had asked for. I assumed that she and Eric had wanted some cuddle time too. She called and when I answered, she asked to talk to Anne. Anne slipped out of bed. I heard the water running in the shower ten minutes later and joined her there. I caught a whiff of orange blossoms. I pictured Michelin in my mind and chuckled to myself.
I asked, "What did Linda say to you?"
She replied, "She told me that we were going out for dinner and she told me how to dress." I decided that Linda had everything under control. I wouldn't have to worry about how to entertain our guests.
We enjoyed our first shower together. It was full of giggles and flirts. We bathed each other and became quite intimate at times. The monster moved and then became aroused. He stiffened to the point where Anne became interested. She dropped to her knees, licked him for a moment, and then sucked him into her mouth.
I fucked her mouth for a few strokes. It felt so good. I pushed to the top of her throat and there was no gag. I pulled back anyway. I whispered, "We are pressed for time and you should probably save this for later." She looked up at me with the head of my dick still in her mouth. She let it go and said, "I think I will." She giggled as she stood and kissed me. She whispered, "If you haven't noticed, I am a wee lassie that enjoys having a hard cock in her mouth." The monster moved. He was still in her hand. She giggled again.
We dried and dressed. Anne dried and brushed her hair out. She put it up in a simple ponytail similar to what Linda does. Her hair was several inches longer than Linda's was. We found Linda and Eric waiting for us in the suite's common room. Linda came to me, handed me a drink and kissed me. She whispered, "Oh, Luke, he is so good. Thank you for giving him to me. She considers all her lovers as gifts from me. It is good when I can also think of them that way.
Eric had made a drink for Anne. I didn't know what was in it but I was sure that Eric would know what should have been in it. He had a highball glass with two fingers of Scotch without ice.
Linda kissed my cheek again and slipped out of my arms. She went to her Lancelot and like always, I felt the slightest pang of jealousy. Anne looked at me and smiled. That kind of thing helps. My uneasiness subsided.
We had agreed to go out together for dinner but we hadn't agreed where. Anne and Eric asked for genuine Texas fare. I suggested my favorite steak house.
Linda said, "Let's don't do that, Luke. I'm sure that you will want to do steaks at home at least once this week. Let's find a very good Bar-B-Que joint."
I wanted to treat our guests to something a little more up-scale. We compromised and settled on Tony Roma's Restaurant. They are several steps above the fast food places but not so uppity that you have to dress. They do very good BBQ baby back ribs. You just can't beat them unless you go into the black communities. In my humble opinion, Texas Black folks do the best BBQ in the world.
We sat together for a few minutes and had our drinks. Those few minutes allowed us to become comfortable with each other. After all, we had done the deed. We had shared ourselves. It was no longer just something that we were planning to do.
I looked across the room. Linda was so pretty. She was sitting very close to Eric. She was holding his hand in her lap very close to her sweet pussy. She smiled at me and fingered the pendant that I had given her. That's her way of saying, "I love you," from a distance. I knew that she was okay.
I smiled at her and winked. She knew that I was okay. The ice was broken. From here on, we could both enjoy our guests without reservation. I planned to enjoy Anne thoroughly. We went to dinner.
Linda and Eric took up residence in the back seat. Their ardor for each other had been satiated to at least some degree. The four of us could indulge in meaningful conversation.
Anne said, "While we are in Dallas, I would like to see the place where your President Kennedy was assassinated."
I laughed and replied, "We are very near there. We can easily go there right now." I drove south on Interstate 35 for less than two minutes and took the Continental exit. I turned left and went a few blocks up to Houston Street where we went to the right and drove up to the college Book Depository Building in another few blocks.
I said, "This is the building where Lee Oswald supposedly set up his sniper's nest." I turned right on Elm and drove slowly down the hill toward the triple underpass. I said, "We are now on the path that the President's motorcade took. President Kennedy was struck about here. The official finding was that there were three shots fired, all from Oswald. There are people that contend that fire also came from behind the fence on that hill there." I pointed up what has become known as the "Grassy Noll." I continued, "I am one that believes there were at least two gunmen involved and there could have been a third stationed on the overpass that is to our front." After a pause, I said, "Oswald was never tried for the crime. He was arrested by the Dallas security officer and then murdered in the basement of their downtown headquarters building. I doubt that we will ever know the truth about what happened. I'm sure that there are high government officials that want it that way."
The traffic was very light. I stopped for just a moment and allowed Anne to look around. She said, "Yes. I recognize this place. I have seen it on the telly box." Eric showed less interest. I think that Linda was absorbing most of his attention again.
I then drove slowly until we passed under the railroad overpass. I picked up some speed and entered the ramp that would take us north on 35. I accelerated to about sixty-five miles per hour and we pulled into Tony Roma's parking lot in less than ten minutes.
Our waiter seated us and we ordered drinks. Linda and I ordered our usual, Eric ordered a double Scotch neat and Anne opted to try Linda's white wine. I mentioned that we would be having red meat. Linda, of course, stuck with her choice and Anne followed her example. Red wine with red meat is not always the rule where Linda is concerned.
Everyone gave me the authority to order. I ordered ribs, potato salad, pinto beans and a salad of tomatoes, lettuce, and cucumbers in the house dressing. We all omitted dessert and ordered coffee served at the end of the meal. We enjoyed the food and the company of each other. I think that we lay to rest most of the anxiety we harbored for the week to come. We were comfortable with each other and light flirts passed between us. The food was exquisite.
After the food and before the coffee, the girls excused themselves to the powder room. I looked across the table and realized that this was the first time Eric and I had been alone together. I was curious as to his state of mind. I remained quiet and gave him the opportunity to guide the conversation.
His first comment was, "Luke, my friend. There was a pause before he continued, "I think you may have overloaded yourself with Little Sister." His heavy accent seemed to underscore and amplify everything he said.
Of course, I queried, "How so?"
He answered, "Anne told me that you promised to eat her pussy until she begged for mercy." A moment later, he finished his thought with, "She truly loves receiving oral. I don't believe you will ever be able to get her to that point." I thought, "There it is, another out of place statement. He shouldn't know how much his sister likes to have her pussy eaten."
I chuckled and replied, "I have planned other forms of entertainment for her. I hope that she will be satisfied in the end."
I got a quiet laugh from him. He conceded, "Maybe so." Then he seriously asked, "What ground rules are we to observe while the four of us are together?"
I hesitated for a second before I made my reply. I said, "I asked Bobby Wilkinson for a brief analysis of your character soon after Linda asked me for a hall pass to spend some time with you. He said that you were a fine young man and beyond that, he said that you had the reputation of a rake and yet, a gentleman. Without his endorsement, this visit would never have happened."
I paused and Eric remained quiet. I went on, "Your question reinforces the idea that you are in fact a gentleman. I gave Linda the pass because at this point she deserves to have a rake in her life. I expect you to treat her like the lady that she is and do what you can to help her enjoy her time with you. That is what this is all about." Our waiter arrived with coffee. We curtailed our conversation while he was at the table.
He left. I continued, "I won't put any restrictions on Linda or what the two of you do together beyond what I am about to say." I paused and said, "Nothing can happen without her consent. She is a sex machine and knows how to have fun. You are not likely to hear the word, no, but if you do it does mean, no. You must not harm her or mark her in any way. No bite marks, bruises, hickeys, broken bones or torn flesh." I asked, "Do you understand?"
He answered, "Absolutely, Laird Bowman. I swear it shall be so."
I said, "Eric, Linda is the most precious thing in my life. I allowed this encounter for her benefit. I want her to enjoy it. Your job is to help that to come about. Please understand, I care much less for your enjoyment but at the same time, if you draw pleasure from your encounter with her, that will be a good thing. Give my Linda as much pleasure as you can and draw from her all that you can."
After a quiet moment, I said, "I will certainly treat your little sister in the same manner that I have described. Is there anything you need to say to me about her?"
He answered, "She is not the "Ice Queen" that I know Laird Wilkinson described to you. He did not lie to you. He just doesn't know her beyond what she displays to the public. You will find her to be very warm and extremely aggressive. She has been highly impressed by you and has looked forward to being with you. The two of you will enjoy being together very much." A moment later he added, "I know that you won't harm her. I never considered that you would."
I chuckled and said, "She was very warm and aggressive earlier today. I plan to enjoy her company this week." I hesitated and said, "There is one other thing. Linda and I always sleep together every third night. You can have her tonight and tomorrow night but I will reclaim her Wednesday evening." I paused and in explanation, I said, "She develops misgivings when we are not together for more than a couple days. She will want me to hold her while she sleeps Wednesday night. She will want to reconnect with me and then resume her adventures with you the next day." I laughed and said, "Believe me; you will want a night of rest by then anyway."
He chuckled and said, "I do believe you. After our encounter earlier, I was wondering how I could keep up with her for a week. A night of rest on Wednesday already sounds good to me."
We laughed together. I decided that I would probably come to like this young man. He talked as if he knew his limitations.
The women returned. Their arms were linked and they were chattering as they approached the table. Linda stopped and kissed my cheek before she returned to her seat beside her Lancelot.
Anne sat beside me and her hand immediately found my cock under the table. She squeezed the monster. In my ear, she whispered, "I'm ready to go back to the hotel. I want you to eat my pussy until I beg for mercy. Remember your promise.
We lingered for enough time to finish our coffee. We all laughed and giggled as we talked. I was amazed at how comfortable I was with these two young people from a quarter of the way around the world. Linda and Lancelot had met two years ago and I had met the Viking during our last trip to Scotland. Our only prior physical relationships had been limited to a few dances, a few kisses and some racy conversational flirts. Linda told me that she had a session of telephone sex with Eric a couple of weeks ago. I suspect it might have happened a second time after that.
My initial sexual encounter with Anne earlier in the day had gone as smoothly as if we had been long-term lovers. It was evident to me that Linda and Eric had a similar experience. I thought, "I'm not ready to give up swinging."
I was lost for a moment in my private thoughts. Linda's voice brought me back to reality. She was speaking to me. She said, "I'm ready to go back to the hotel." She leaned across the table and whispered loud enough for all of us to hear, "Eric has promised to eat my pussy until I beg for mercy." She giggled and Anne did too.
I chuckled and used a moment to draw my wits around me. Linda and I have been together for a long time but I am still surprised by her antics once in a while. I looked at Eric and said, "You have let your mouth overload your ass, Son. Linda really likes receiving oral. You will never make her beg for mercy."
Eric laughed and replied almost immediately. He said, "It is obvious that you two don't pull any punches but I do intend to give it my best effort. Let's get out of here."
I caught the waiter's eye and passed my credit card to him. Eric asked about the American custom of tipping. It is almost never done in Scotland. He left cash on the table in the amount that Linda suggested.
Five minutes later, we were in the car. Anne had my cock out of my pants before I could negotiate our way out of the parking lot. Linda was making happy sounds in the back seat but I couldn't see what was going on there. I realized that Lancelot and his little sister were void of inhibitions when she sucked my cock into her mouth. I thought, "This should be a fun week."
Back at the hotel, we wasted no time in adjourning to our respective bedrooms. I watched as Linda and her Lancelot walked away from us and down the hallway. They were holding hands but this time Eric was in the lead. It was evident to me that he had already recognized Linda's submissive nature and had established dominance over her. I knew that she would be happy with that. She looked back and smiled at me. She was grasping her pendant in her hand.
Anne was holding my hand and watching them. She asked, "She won't hurt him, will she?"
Anne was tugging me toward our room. I followed her without resistance. The room was quiet and cool. I had turned the A/C to the max before we left for dinner. I turned off the lights. There was some light from the street filtering through the dbangs but it wasn't enough. I wanted to be able to see Anne while we played together. There were two small wall-mounted lamps in the room. A rheostat controlled each of them. I adjusted them to a soft glow. They didn't flicker like candles but they would be close enough.
I turned toward Anne and found her standing two feet in front of me. I gathered her into my arms and kissed her. She accepted my kiss enthusiastically with an open mouth. Our tongues danced and she snuggled close to me. She was already naked. She broke the kiss and began unbuttoning my shirt. She opened it and pressed her face against my chest. I felt her draw deep breaths. She was inhaling my scent. Her fingernails bit into the flesh around both my nipples and then she licked and sucked each of them for a few seconds. Her hands dropped to my belt buckle and she began to help me out of my slacks. I discarded my shirt and kicked out of my shoes. My pants puddled around my ankles and I stepped out of them. Anne dropped to her knees and stripped the socks off my feet.
She held my cock in her hands and moved him to the side. She licked my balls and then buried her face in my crotch under them. She breathed deeply and cooed. Her actions made it obvious that my scent excited her.
I helped her to her feet and guided her to the bed. She lay on her back with her knees in the air, feet on the bed and her legs spread apart. Again, she used her fingers to open her pussy to my view. Honeydew glistened in the lamplight.
She whispered, "Eat my pussy, Luke. You will know when it is time to fuck me." She was beautiful. She wasn't asking for something I didn't want to give her. I wanted to eat her. I very much wanted to eat her. I lay down on top of her and kissed her open mouth again. I squeezed a breast in each hand and tweaked her nipples between a finger and thumb. She whispered, "Eat me, Luke."
I slid down the length of her body and paused only briefly at her belly button. I bathed it with my tongue before moving on. I licked the crease where her outer lips came together. My breath moved the wispy blond pubic hair that covered her. Her hands invaded my space and again, her fingers opened her pussy to me. I let my tongue explore her folds as deeply as I could. The scent of orange blossoms once more came into play. A vision of Michelin flashed through my mind. I sucked Anne's clit into my mouth. My tongue flicked and toyed with it. My finger found her opening and went inside. It searched for and found the rough spot in the top of her passage. I felt her whole body shudder the instant I touched her G-spot.

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A deep moan came out of her, "M-m-m-m-m-m." She whispered, "Yes, that is what I need, Luke. Eat me." She held my head in her hands and thrust into my face as she began to fuck me. She didn't hold me in place with her thighs as Linda does. Her legs spread wide. She opened herself completely to me. She was hot and wet. I lost myself in the depths of her sweet honeypot. I licked and sucked her. I drank in her nectar and her scent. I felt her excitement as it rose within her. She had her first little one for me. It drew another sweet moan from her, "M-m-m-m-m-m." She pressed me firmly into her vee. Her pussy rocked in my face with more vigor.

Some time later, a second little one followed. This one was deeper. She pressed her pussy into my face, paused and quivered for a few seconds. I sucked her clit and let my finger worry the sweet spot inside her. A big one overwhelmed her in another minute. She came so hard.
She went into a lustful frenzy. She bucked into my face and begged me not to stop. I felt the deep contractions of her pussy that came with her orgasm. She remained relatively quiet but her love sounds did become more pronounced. She drew me tighter into her vee and fucked me harder. I was enjoying her reaction to me immensely. I wasn't about to stop.
The tension in her body began to subside. She continued to hold me tightly as she thrust into my face. She whispered, "Once more, Luke. Give me one more this way."
I had no way to respond to her verbally. I slid both hands under her bottom and forcefully pulled her into me. I sucked her clit and let my teeth come into play while I tortured her with my tongue. I became forceful with her to the point that I thought I might hurt her. It only took a minute or two to bring on her second big one. It just seemed to wash over her so easily. I think it was a surprise to her. It took her breath away.
Between gasps for air, she spoke above a whisper this time. She said, "O my God, Luke, I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming. Help me, Luke. Help me."
I helped her all that I could. I slipped my finger back inside her and massaged her rough spot. Her orgasm lasted a long time. Finally and suddenly, her body collapsed. It was if she had turned to jelly. She gulped air, whimpered and cried softly between gasps.
The monster made his presence known. In my mind, he said two words, "My turn." It was his turn. I wanted to use this sweet pussy for my own pleasure. I was hard like the granite that tombstones are made from.
I move up her body and rose to my knees. I hooked an elbow under each of her knees and dragged her toward me. I leaned forward and pressed her knees down near her shoulders. I had a brief memory of Jerry Horn holding Linda this way. There was no resistance. In this position, her body was totally available to me. I stuffed her pussy full of very hard cock. She was sloppy wet. She easily accepted my invasion of her small body.
She giggled. She whispered, "I knew you would know when to fuck me."
I released her legs and she wrapped me in them. She accepted my initial thrust and then met my second one with one of her own. I had assumed she would be out of energy. She wasn't. She whispered, "Fuck me hard. Have no mercy. Hurt me if you can and cum with me this time." Her pussy squeezed and held me.
I fucked her hard. I knew I couldn't last long. I lost myself in the moment. I was at the ragged edge. I fucked her very hard. I pounded her as if I was trying to punish her. She accepted everything I had to offer as she whispered encouragements into my ear and mirrored my every movement.
I felt her gasp. Her body flinched and I felt an extra powerful contraction inside her. Her orgasm took her and shook her as if she were a mouse in the teeth of a wildcat. Her pussy sucked me deeper.
I lost control. An electric shock coursed through my body as if I had been struck by lightning. My juices erupted from a throbbing cock and I placed them as deep inside her as I could reach. This is why a pussy exists. This is where my cum should be. I thought, "Mother Nature will be proud of me."
We seemed to both know how to make it last. Our climax lasted long enough to incite sever muscle burn in the small of my back. I continued to fuck her anyway but not at such a vicious pace. We went over the top and began our descent on the other side. I felt small shudders in her body as she experienced several mini orgasms on the way down.
Rational thought seeped back into my brain. I thought, "I would like to go mystical with this one." I felt a euphoric afterglow begin to envelop me. I hoped that she would experience it too.
Anne's legs fell away and I rolled off her. She rolled with me and snuggled close. She dbangd an arm and a leg over me and pressed her wet pussy into my thigh. She nestled her face into my shoulder and mewed like a well-fed kitten. Her eyes were full of tears but she wasn't crying anymore. I held her as we cooled, caught our breath and regained some of our strength.
Fifteen minutes passed. She whispered, "I never begged for mercy." She hesitated and then said, "Oh well, you can try again later."
I chuckled and pulled a blanket over us. I asked, "May I have a nap now?"
She gave me a Highlander giggle and with the lilt in her voice that I have come to love, she said, "Aye but you are not that beaten up. Michelin told me that you could recover from a bout like this in twenty minutes or so. She said that then you would fuck me right through the night. I'm looking forward to that."
I laughed quietly and asked, "Did you talk with Linda about me too?"
She answered, "Yes, I did. She just laughed and said that I was in for a treat." She giggled and snuggled closer. She said, "She has been right so far."
She grasped my limp cock in her hand and said, "Your twenty minutes are about up."
I knew I needed some more time. I said, "I need a shower."
She giggled and said, "I know. I was told that you were a clean freak too." She kissed my cheek and said, "Give me a few minutes and then come shower with me. I want you to allow me to bathe you. I want to wash and touch your wonderfully masculine body everywhere." She giggled, "You have such powerful muscles and your cock is beautiful."
She was polishing my ego again. I didn't say anything. I just squeezed her closer for a moment and then let her go. She slipped out of the warm bed and I watched her hurry to the bathroom. She definitely looked good going away. The monster moved. I knew then that I did want some more of her. I thought, "Maybe it can happen in an hour or so." The monster laughed at me. He does that a lot.
Our shower was a more leisurely repeat of what had happened earlier. We were not hurried so we took the time to enjoy this intimate time together. Showering with a new lover is a time for serious flirts and physical explorations. It is a way to achieve the familiarity necessary to become comfortable together. It becomes easier to communicate our wants, needs and expectations. We came together to enjoy each other sexually. This is part of what will make it better.
She was so pretty. Her eyes sparkled like two sapphires resting in the beautiful setting of her face. She had the natural beauty that young women in the flower of their youth have. She was more than ten years younger than Linda was. There were no tan lines on her body. She had no tan. Her skin was milky white and silky smooth. Compared to her I was very dark and coarse. Her hair was also very light. It had gold in it but not much. In some light, it appeared almost white. It was lush and plentiful on her head but light and wispy elsewhere on her body. Europeans don't shave. She had hair in her armpits and between her legs. Her body hair just wasn't noticeable unless I was thinking about it.
We enjoyed bathing each other. We explored, tickled and flirted. Her skin was so smooth and I could feel her toned muscles move under it. Her sweet giggles excited me. The experience was almost magical. A time came when I wanted us to be back in our bed together. We dried each other. I dried her hair for her. It reached to the middle of her butt. It was very fine but there was so much of it. It took forever for me to blow it dry. She asked if I would braid it for her when morning came. She said she would teach me how to do it and it would be easy. I found myself looking forward to doing it for her.
We crawled back into bed together. The monster had started to perk up but I wasn't in any hurry for sex. I sensed that she wasn't either. I gathered her into my spoon position and held her. I had one of her breasts in my hand and I squeezed it gently. I played with her nipple in a teasing way. The monster moved against her bottom. She felt him.
She squirmed and cooed for me.
We became warm and comfortable. She asked for my attention. She said, "Luke." I squeezed her in acknowledgment. She said, "I want you to cum in my mouth before I go home." The content of her words and the lilt in her voice made the monster jerk.
She continued, "I told you that I was a hen that enjoyed having a cock in her mouth." She giggled and whispered, "I love it when that cock is throbbing and squirting."
I replied, "Damn, Girl. You aren't talking like the prim and proper Ice Princess that everyone thinks you are."
She giggled again. The monster moved again. She said, "Michelin told me that it excites you when she uses naughty words."
I said, "You and Michelin must be a lot closer than I thought you were."
She said, "We have become chums." She paused and said, "Before Bobby became ill, Michelin was making a plan to have my brother. She and I talked about it. She asked me how to make it happen."
That surprised me and grabbed my attention. I asked, "What came of it?"
She answered, "In the end, nothing. She asked Bobby for his permission and he would not give it. Michelin would never cheat. She never approached Eric and she made me promise not to tell him of her thoughts."
We lay quietly for a few minutes. Anne asked, "Do you want to cum in my mouth?"
I answered, "Damn, Anne. Yes, I want to cum in your mouth." I hesitated for a second and then went on, "I'm sure it would have happened if we had never talked about it."
She giggled and wiggled her butt against me. Another few minutes passed. She asked, "May I say one more naughty thing?"
I laughed and said, yes, go ahead."
She whispered, "My arse is not off limits to you."
I replied, "My God, Girl. What brought that to your mind?"
She answered, "Michelin again. She told me that you buggered her once and every man I have ever been with wanted me that way."
I asked, "Did Michelin tell you I wasn't really into buggery, as you call it?"
She answered, "Yes, she said that. I thought you might have changed your mind. You told her that you would want to do it again."
I said, "Well, I did it with her because she wanted it to happen. Really, I'm not into it."
She giggled while she rolled over to face me. She kissed me and then said, "Good. I'm not into it either."
I asked, "Why did you bring it up?"
She said, "I would have done it with you. I had promised to give myself to you in any way that you wanted me. Now I don't have to think about it anymore."
I kissed her and held her close to me in a dry fuck position. The monster had already begun to swell. He assured me that he could hold up his end. I said, "I do want to fuck your sweet pussy over and over while you are here."
That extracted an extra sweet giggle from her. She said, "That is very good. I am into that. She snuggled close and took my prick in her hand. She stroked him gently. She had me help roll her over so that she was on top. She slid down my body and kissed the monster. She made a place for his head inside her mouth. She sucked ever so gently and let her tongue play with him. His arousal became more evident.
I allowed her to continue for another minute until the monster was at full attention. I held her face in my hands and began to fuck her mouth. I stroked her slowly and went deeper with each repetition. She giggled around me and made me understand how much she was enjoying herself. I slipped my cock right down her throat. It was easy for her. She was still breathing through her nose. She had done this before. She was very good at it. The monster became extremely excited.
I pulled away before I was too near the edge. I said, "I want to save that for later. What do you want to do now, Little Girl?"
She wiggled in place and asked, "We are not having a contest, are we?"
I replied, "I hope not. I don't think I could win."
She whispered, "There is no way you could win." Another sweet giggled bubbled out of her but then she became serious. She said, "I want you to hold me and make me feel small and helpless in your strong arms. I want you to fuck me slowly for as long as it takes to give me one more soft sweet orgasm and I want you to cum deep inside me when it happens. Then I will want you to hold me and make me feel safe and warm while we sleep."
I snuck a look at the clock. It was a few minutes past midnight. It was time to sleep. It was a good plan.
I rolled us over. I whispered, "I can do that. I kissed her. Her mouth was open and inviting. I felt her spread herself. She was opening her body for me. She didn't need it and wasn't expecting any foreplay. I gave her some anyway. I kissed and licked her young soft body in all her secret places starting with her magnificent breasts. I went slowly and spent extra time with her in the places that drew love sounds from her. There was no aggression from her. She cooed with contentment and allowed me to love her this way for a long time.
At length, I sucked her clit into my mouth and slipped a finger inside her. She was wet and ready. I felt a mini slither through her body as I tickled her G-spot. She held my head in her hands and fucked my face easily. She said, "M-m-m-m-m-m-m," as she absorbed the weak shock of pleasure from a second mini.
She whispered, "That is enough. I want you inside me. Fuck me, Luke."
I opted not to make her beg. This was going to be a slow fun fuck. I wanted to make it last. I crawled up her body. Again, she used her hands to open her sweet young pussy to me. She was very wet. I was very hard. I slipped easily into her depths.
She seemed to melt. I felt her little girl body relax completely except for her Kegel muscles. They flexed and held me. She was so tight. She groaned. That is my favorite of her love sounds. It means that she is lost in the moment. I fucked her with long slow strokes that went very deep.
She whispered, "Yes, this is what I need. I feel so full. Fuck me just this way. It won't take as long as you think." She just lay there and let me fuck her.
I fucked her without any variance in the rhythm that I had established. It was a comfortable slow fuck. We made it last a long time. I kept it up until I felt the first response in her body. She began to meet my strokes. She squeezed me with her pussy. It felt as though her sweet pussy was sucking me.
Ten minutes passed. I moved closer to the edge. I felt like I was following her in our dance.
She whispered, "I am very close." I felt a change in the way she was breathing. I kissed her.
Two minutes passed. She said, "I'm cumming. Her legs wrapped themselves around me and she increased our tempo the slightest bit. I fucked her a little harder. She said, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming, I'm cumming."
I felt the contractions of her pussy and the convulsions in her belly. I helped her go to the top of her climax. She stopped there and her body vibrated under me. She was trying to make this last too.
My first spasm came in a powerful pulse. I pumped her once and froze at the bottom of my stroke to have my second spasm. She gasped for breath and squeaked like a startled mouse. I thought, "She almost screamed." She was in the throes of a second orgasm. That generated a prideful feeling in me. My spasms continued. I could feel my cock throb with each one.
We established a new and more energetic rhythm. We fucked each other. We kissed. We fit together so very well.
My orgasm ended first. I forced myself to continue until I felt her enthusiasm for more leave her body. She again melted into the bed and I relaxed on top of her for a moment letting her support my weight. I rolled off her and gathered her close to cuddle with me. Anne was crying softly. We hadn't really worked hard and we weren't overheated. A moment later, I pulled our covers over us. I held her and willed her to feel warm and safe.
Her whimpers came to an end. Her breath became regular. She snuggled close to me and whispered, "That was so good. It was exactly what I wanted." She kissed my chest and then rolled over so we could spoon together. She physically wrapped one of my arms around her and placed my hand on one of her breasts. She wiggled into a comfortable position and one minute later, she was sound asleep.
What had just passed between us was somehow more than the animal lust we had shared earlier. I was warm, content and in bed with this beautiful young woman. The room was cool enough that I could hold her this way all through the night. Sharing the warmth of our bodies would keep us close together. The afterglow of our sex settled over me. I was very happy with my lot in life. I let myself sleep. I dreamed.
I dreamed that Anne, Linda and I were Vikings. We were all dressed in animal skins and carried fine steel swords and shields made of wood and leather. I was also armed with an axe and wore a steel helmet embellished with the horns of a small bull. The women were beautiful. They were sparkly and adorned with jewels mounted in gold. We were in a Viking longship sailing near the shore in a bay. The ship had been modified evidently. It had a high-carved dragon's head on each end and a large square sail on a single mast. It didn't have oars or a crew to pull them. I could feel the thrum of a powerful Diesel engine hidden below the deck.
Eric was on the beach. I knew it was Eric. He was wearing a nametag that said, "Lancelot." He was dressed in full armor and armed to the teeth with a long lance and a huge English broadsword at his side. He was shinny and medieval-looking. He was mounted on a heavy white horse. It was huge, probably a French Percheron. It pranced on the wet sand just above the water's edge.
Linda pointed him out to me. She said, "Sir, if I capture him, may I fuck him?"
I went to my office in the prow of the ship and found a hall pass for her in my desk. I began to write it out but then I realized that I didn't know whether she wanted to fuck the man or the horse. She does enjoy it so much on the occasions when I give her a good horse fucking. I had never known her actually to fuck a horse though. I pondered the problem for a moment. I wrote, "Linda may have sex with her new captive." I gave her the pass. She seemed happy with it.
We put Linda ashore. Anne and I stayed on the boat to watch. I felt sorry for the knight. There was no way he could win. He outweighed her by over two thousand pounds if you included the horse and all that armor but she was so damned pretty.
Linda gave the horse his head and sent him home. She marched the man back to the ship at the point of her sword. He came aboard. He clanked when he walked. Even his cock was in armor. It looked like it was stuffed into a length of two-inch galvanized pipe with a cap on the end. I was glad that she hadn't brought the horse. He would have capsized the boat.
There wasn't any blood. It looked like there hadn't been a fight. I certainly hadn't seen one. I questioned them about that.
Eric raised the visor of his helmet and answered, "Luke, you told me not to mark or injure her. You said, "Not even a hickey." How could I do battle with her?"

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Linda said, "I showed him my hall pass. He surrendered."

I understood. Anne and I dropped them off at a motel down the beach. I took the ship out into the bay, shut the engine down and let her drift. She wallowed in the swell. Anne and I curled up together on the king-sized bed in the Captain's cabin. I felt like we were two babies rocking in a cradle. We cuddled together but we didn't have sex. I was spent before this silly assed dream started.
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The next day started easily for me. I was warm and comfortable. My bed partner and I were still snuggled close in our spoon position. She was wiggling and acting as if she was trying to escape. She hadn't given me her, "Let me go," signal. I held her a bit tighter.
She whispered, "I must get up, Luke."
My mind snapped to attention. I realized that I wasn't in bed with Linda. It took me another few seconds to remember who was sharing my bed. I released her and let her slip away. I opened one eye and watched her go. From my position, she appeared to be mostly beautifully mussed hair. It fell down far enough to conceal half her cute bottom. She looked like a wild woman.
I remembered my dream and laughed to myself. I also remembered my promise to braid all that hair for her this morning. I snuggled deeper into my warm spot and drifted nearer to sleep.
Time passed and then Anne was there. She was wrapped in a towel and had another one wrapped around her wet hair. She said, "You should shower while I dry my hair and then you can braid it for me. Then, I will make breakfast for us.
Forty-five minutes later, we went to the little kitchenette together. I started a pot of coffee. I knew that the aroma of it would attract Linda's attention. I asked Anne if she wanted tea. She said that she and Eric would both want tea. Linda had them covered. She had brought a box of Lipton tea prepackaged in small paper bags.
I brought a mug of water to boil in the microwave oven and set it before Anne. I dunked a bag of tea in it. I found sugar and milk for her. Linda had thought of everything. I said, "We will make more for Eric when they get here."
Linda stuck her head out of their room and said, "Don't cook, Luke. I want you to take us to Denney's."
I agreed to do that. Denny's is Linda's favorite place for breakfast. We try to go there at least once whenever we are in Dallas.
I acquired a cup of coffee for myself. I made another mug of tea for Anne and took her out to the balcony. We snuggled together in an oversized deck lounge and sipped our drinks. We shared a kiss and I asked, "Did you sleep well?"
She giggled. She said, "You were so good to me. I slept very well. You must be the best sleeping medicine that a girl could have. She giggled for me again. Once more, she was polishing my ego. I love it when she does that.
She snuggled in close and whispered, "I can't wait 'til bedtime. You don't have to worry. I will take my medicine willingly." She giggled.
I said, "I'm not planning to wait that long." That drew another accented giggle from her.
She slipped one hand inside my pants and wrapped her fingers around my cock. She squeezed gently and said, "I want to suck your big boaby until you beg for mercy."
I heard Eric speak. He said, "And what is it that you hold in your hand, little sister?"
She giggled and answered, "It's my new lover's banger." She looked into my eyes and one of hers winked. She said, "I might add that it is a bonny one too. She hesitated and then continued, "If you had been a minute later, you would have found me holding it in my mouth."
Eric laughed and said, "I need a cup of tea." He went back inside.
I said, "You and Eric seem to be very close."
She replied, "Aye, we are for certain. He is my brother. I love him very much."
I said, "Neither Linda or I have siblings. I have often wondered what we have missed."
She said, "You have missed much." Eric is three years my senior. I am so very lucky to have him. He was a wonderful guide for me as we grew up and he was always there to protect me no matter the trouble. He loves me very much too.
I asked, "Does he choose your lovers? I mean, he did put us together."
She giggled and said, "Oh no, Luke. I choose my lovers." She paused and said, "Probably though, if I chose poorly he would interfere. He would make the man afraid to approach me. That happened more than once when we were younger." She paused and continued, "He did bring us together. He knew you to be the kind of man that would interest me." She paused and looked into my eyes. She said, "Most men don't interest me." She hesitated again and then continued, "I wanted you the first time I saw you. You were dancing with Linda. I was so jealous of her."
A moment passed. She moved her hand down the length of my shaft and rolled my balls together in their sack. She whispered, "I want to suck it. I want them to catch us and watch as I help you cum with my mouth."
Linda came through the door.
I said, "Too late but hold the thought."
Linda giggled and said, "That thing is wonderful, isn't it? Sometimes I play with it like that for hours at a time."
Anne stoked me three or four times while she looked up at Linda. She said, "For a fact, it is a marvelous thing and your husband is an artist in its use. You are blessed to have him, Linda. Thank you for sharing him." She removed her hand from the inside of my pants and licked the palm.
The monster moved noticeably. I thought, "Damn girl. You are no ice princess."
Linda replied, "I am enjoying your brother too. I think we are both very lucky."
Eric came back out with a steaming cup. We sat and talked while we finished our drinks. Anne stood and leaned on the balcony rail.
She said, "There is a swimming pool down there. We should have all gone swimming together."
Linda replied, "We have a pool at our home. We also have a nice lake on our place. You can swim as much as you like when we get there. We finished our coffee and tea. We gathered our things and made our departure.
We went to Denney's. I over ate and everyone else did too. We laughed and enjoyed each other. It seemed as if we had always been close. Our conversation was punctuated with flirts and spiced with downright lewd remarks. We tried to outdo each other. I couldn't decide who the prettiest girl in the room was but she was definitely sitting at our table. I decided not to bring that subject up.
Linda flirted with Eric and then me. Anne flirted with both of us too. The thought came to the surface in my mind. I wondered, "Is there some incest in the Littleton Clan?" They had both said things about each other that only lovers should know. I pushed the thought out of my mind.
There was no need for another stop. We had a pleasant journey. An hour and twenty minutes later, I slid Linda's car into the garage at our home. Linda took Anne on a tour of the house while Eric and I unloaded the luggage. We put Eric's things in the pool house and I took Anne's bags upstairs to the blue room.
Eric and I wound up on the patio. I was just barely past noon but I offered Eric a drink anyway. I said, "It's five o'clock somewhere."
He laughed and replied, "Yeah, in Scotland. I think I had rather have a Coke. I fear I may become addicted to Coke."
I got one for each of us and we sat together. We looked at the lake through field glasses. He asked about the size of the place and whether we had horses or cattle. I explained that I didn't make a living off the place but we did keep six horses for our use and we had a small herd of Brangus beef cattle. I said, "We make about twenty calves a year. It is a hobby for me. We have a bit over one section of land but I am negotiating for more as we speak. If I can get it, maybe I can double my herd.
He asked, "Do you do the physical work?"
I laughed and said, "Oh, hell no. I help when I can and I play at being a cowboy but I have one good man that works for me full time. His wife works as Linda's housekeeper. They have two grown sons that work on a part-time basis when needed. We hire day laborers when we need more help. I also own a small manufacturing plant. I work there full time. Linda works part-time for a real-estate agency owned by a friend of hers.
The girls joined us. Linda said, "Anne wants to walk around the lake."
Anne said, "I need to stretch my legs. Except for what happened in bed last night, I haven't had any exercise in three days."
Linda and Eric both looked at me and grinned. I said, "Come on. We can all go."
Linda giggled and said, "No. I want to show the pool house to Eric.
Linda went into the kitchen, filled a one-gallon canteen full of ice water and brought it to me. She said, "Here, you might need this."
I picked up the field glasses and kissed Linda on the forehead. I took Anne's hand and away we went. I looked back over my shoulder. Linda was leading her Lancelot toward the pool house. She seemed to be in a hurry. She didn't look back at me.
Anne and I walked leisurely. The day was nice. The temperature was in the high seventies and the sky was blue with small white cumulus clouds scattered about. They drifted as lazily as we walked. Anne held my arm and leaned on me. She chattered incessantly. She asked questions as if she were a six-year-old on a new planet.
We came to the marshy area where the lake overflowed a bit at the south end. We flushed a pair of large white Pekin ducks. They rose noisily into the air and then set their wings and glided down to settle on the water about fifty yards from us. Anne was startled but then she giggled. We had a pair of wild Mallards for a while. Linda had fallen in love with them. When they left, I acquired two pairs of domestic Pekins. They are easy to see and you can spot them on the lake almost anytime. We walked on.
Anne asked about the large Pecan tree to our front. I told her that they were my favorite trees. They are native to this part of Texas and quite common where there is water.
I said, "There is a bench under that one. We can rest in the shade there if you like."
We walked into the shadow of the huge tree. Anne stopped me and looked up into my face. She whispered, "Kiss me, Luke."
I kissed her. Her mouth was open and inviting. It always is. Our tongues licked and caressed each other. My hand went to her bottom and drew her close. A sweet shudder moved through her body. She moaned into my mouth. The monster began to swell. She felt him move and her hand went to him. I led her to the bench and sat down.
Anne dropped to her knees between my legs. She used both hands to open my pants and free the monster. He jumped readily from his confines and stood tall before her. She looked up at me. She said, "I want this. Be still. I will give you pleasure."
She sucked the monster into her mouth while we gazed into each other's eyes. She bathed and rolled the monster's head with her tongue while she sucked gently. Oral to completion is not normally part of my routine but I knew that was where this was going. Who was I to resist?
She took me deeper and deeper. I held her head in my hands and began to fuck her pretty face. Our eyes were still locked on each other. Hers sparkled like jewels in the sunshine. She was enjoying her task. I had to stand to get more freedom and better control. She moved easily with me. My strokes were slow and progressively deeper. I touched the top of her throat. There was no gag. She leaned forward and my cock slid easily down and completely out of sight on the next stroke. Her face was buried in my pubic hair. Our eye contact was broken. I fucked her enthusiastically now. I was trying to cum for her. I didn't want this to last so long that it tired or hurt her.
She helped every way she could. We fell into sync. Our movements became coordinated. I found a way to allow her to breathe. We spent the next minutes enjoying our union. She sucked me softly while I fucked her slowly and gently. I felt myself move closer and then still closer to the edge.
I remembered the first time I had met her. It was at a party at Wilkinson Manor. Bobby had told me she would be the prettiest girl in the room. He said that she was all show and no go. Supposedly, she was an ice princess. I walked up to her table with the intent of asking for a dance. I found myself unable to speak. Just being in her presence took my breath away. I couldn't have ever imagined that I would be standing here like this watching my prick slide in and out of her beautiful face. I was enjoying every second of it. I spent the next minute moving closer to the edge.
I felt the first violent contraction in my body. The monster jerked and then launched into a series of throbbing spasms. I came hard and fucked her hard. I was out of control for the next half-minute or so. I held her in place and stuffed my cock completely inside her over and over again. I emptied myself.
It was over. I came back to my senses but my knees became too weak to hold me up. I pulled away from her and staggered back a step. I found myself sitting on the bench again.
Anne was gasping and coughing weakly. I distinctly heard her giggle through that. I looked at her. I was in fear that I had hurt her. She sat back on her haunches and smiled at me. She was easily catching her breath. I could see that she was proud of what she had just accomplished for me.
At length, she stood and came to me. She bent over me and held my face in her hands. She said, "Kiss me, Luke."
I didn't even hesitate. I pulled her down to me and found her mouth open and inviting again. I kissed her forcefully and let my tongue explore her mouth. I was glad that I didn't find any of my cum there but in the state I was in, it wouldn't have mattered.
She broke our sweet kiss and backed away from me. She began removing her clothing. I thought, "My God. What can she possibly expect from me now?" When she was naked, she came back to me. She kissed me again and then turned and walked down the grassy slope and across the sand toward the still water of the lake.
I watched as she moved away from me. Her posture was straight and upright. The well-toned muscles under her skin moved in concert to convey her to the water's edge. The sway in her hips was like a call to me. Her braid undulated like a snake down the middle of her back. It reached to the middle of her cute butt. There was hardly any contrast in color between it and her milky skin. I missed her nearness already. I wanted to chase her and hold her.
She walked into the water. There was some danger there. About ten feet from shore there was a drop-off that went thirty feet deep to the bottom of the old gravel pit that formed the lake. I didn't know if she could swim or not. She was not quite shoulder deep when she stepped over the brink. I had screamed a warning to her but I had been too late. I kicked out of my shoes and pants. She slipped under the water. I was running to her. She bobbed right back to the surface, rolled over on her back and tread water like the fine swimmer that she turned out to be.
She was in no danger. I brought myself to a stop and the water's edge and watched her for a few seconds. She was lying easily on her back. Her boobs were just out of the water and her nipples were erect. They had to be half an inch long. I thought, "The water must still be cold." I dipped my foot into it. It was cool but not unbearably so. I finished undressing and waded out into the water to be with her.
The water was a little too cool for me but I became used to it. Anne came to me. I moved us to a place where the top of the underwater shelf was shoulder deep to me. She turned to face me and wrapped her arms and legs around me. I kissed her and held her naked body close to me. She felt good in my arms.
I wanted to talk about her last endeavor. I said, "Anne, that was very nice. How in the world would an ice princess possibly know how to do that?"
She giggled as she snuggled closer to me and rested her head on my shoulder. She whispered, "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Sir." There was a short period of quiet while we just held each other. Her whispers became even quieter. She said, "Eric taught me how to do that."
That little piece of information left me speechless.
To be continued...

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I wanted to talk about her last endeavor. I said, "That was very nice, Anne. How in the world would an ice princess possibly know how to do that?"

She giggled as she snuggled closer to me and rested her head on my shoulder. She whispered, "I'm glad you enjoyed it, Sir." There was a short period of quiet while we just held each other. Her whispers became even quieter. She said, "Eric taught me how to do that."
That little piece of information left me speechless. I raised my head and tried to focus on her. She rose up and looked at the surprise my face was registering. She said, "Oh Luke, don't act so surprised. I know that you at least suspected that there was a sexual facet to my relationship with Eric. You all but asked me about it last night. I ignored your question and you let it go." There was another empty spot in our conversation.
Finally, I said, "You are right. I did suspect it." Then I asked, "Why did you decide to tell me?"
She answered, "If we never see each other after this trip, it just won't matter. If we have an ongoing relationship, you would have probably found out anyway. At home, it's not that much of a secret. There are people that know. I would rather it be me that told you than any of them." Then she said, "I expect you to tell Linda if you want but I would appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone else. It is very difficult for most people to understand."
She laid her head back on my shoulder and we held each other for another minute. She said, "I know you won't judge me. Most people would consider yours and Linda's relationship to be far out of the norm. Giving you this small truth might put a bit of extra spice in our relationship." She giggled.
I said, "I'm getting cold. I want to take you back to the house and crawl into a warm bed with you. I'm going to eat your pussy until you beg for mercy." She giggled again for me.
She kissed me again and made me hold her for another minute before we got out of the water. I dried her as best I could with my shirt. It was made of lightweight cotton and it was very thin. It didn't absorb much water.
I said, "Your hair is so wet. It will take forever for it to dry."
She said, "My new lover will dry it for me. He enjoys pampering me."
She dressed and I put my pants and shoes on. We walked back the way we had come. That was the shortest way home. The air felt as though it was warmer than the water. I had thought that evaporation would make us cold but we made it fine.
I took her to the blue room and we showered there enough to rinse the lake off us. I dried her and sat her at the vanity. She began to dry her hair. I dried myself and then finished drying her hair for her. I did enjoy pampering her. I enjoy doing the little things for Linda too. Anne had picked up on that right away.
I drew the dbangs to make it as dark as I could in the room and took my Viking to bed. There was still enough light to see by.
I'm not new to this kind of thing. I had many women before Linda. Well, several anyway. I have had several more since we began swinging. This one excited me more than usual. I didn't understand why. She was young and pretty but you could say that about most of the women that I am attracted to. Her Nordic ancestry is obvious and that is probably part of it but then, Linda carries those same genes. I thought that maybe it was because I feel so comfortable with her. Her revelation about her incestuous relationship illustrates how open she is and how comfortable she is in her own skin, so to speak.
We cuddled together while we made a warm spot in the bed. I had set the A/C to 65. I liked to have my bedrooms cool enough to make my bed partner want to snuggle with me. I keep the master bedroom even cooler.
Anne said, "This room is not the master suite, is it?"
I answered, "No, it isn't. This is our nicest guest room. Linda and I sleep in the master and we keep that room private. It is our space."
My wandering finger found her love button. She squirmed.
She said, "That doesn't surprise me. It is obvious to me that you two love each other very much. I don't understand why Linda would share you with me or why you would give her to Eric.
I replied, "Well you have it backward. You are a gift to me from Linda. Likewise, "Linda considers Eric to be a gift from me. We give each other these gifts precisely because we love each other. They fill a need that most people have but can't admit to. It is recreational sex. It is a hobby." I whispered, "It is a lot more fun than golf."
She giggled and said, "I can almost understand that, almost. Everything is more fun than golf."
I touched her clit again. I felt her flinch. I wet my finger in my mouth and rubbed my saliva on and around her button. She said, "That's better. The lake has washed my lubricants away. I am very dry." She asked, "Are there artificial lubricants here?"
I gently massaged her clit. I answered, "Linda probably has some here somewhere but I doubt that we will need them. You were a very juicy girl earlier I'll bet that I can make you that way again."
She giggled. She said, "I have no doubt that you can but do you have the control to wait that long. I shouldn't make you wait." She was holding the monster in her hand. He was beginning to become aroused. She squeezed him to illustrate her meaning.
I said, "I will wait."
She whispered, "It won't be a long wait." She thrust into my hand and moaned, "M-m-m-m-m."
I continued to play with her but I was careful to keep my finger wet. I sucked a nipple into my mouth and played with that too.
She put her hand behind my head and held me to her breast. I drew another moan out of her. As she held me, she asked in a whisper, "Will my husband give me other men to play with?"
I stopped what I was doing. I rose up and replied, "I didn't know that you had a husband."
She giggled. She said, "I don't, Silly. I was thinking of a future husband." She moved my hand to her mouth, sucked my finger for a moment and then moved it back to her pussy. She said, "My latest lover at home, wants to be my husband, but then they all do. He is a good man but I think of him as only a friend and a lover. He is not husband material. My husband will be a very special man. I haven't met him yet but he will be much like you, Luke."
I said, "We would call your lover a friend with benefits."
She giggled and said, "Yes, that is it. That describes how I think of him very well."
I asked, "Does he know that you are here with me?"
She giggled and said, "You are asking if I am cheating."
I replied, "That is exactly what I am asking and it isn't funny to me."
She stifled her next giggle. She replied in a whisper but it was a stern whisper, "I am not cheating. I have been seeing him for two months. I have made no commitments with him and he is very aware of that. He does know that Eric and I are on holiday in the United States. I didn't tell him that I was coming here to be with you because it isn't any of his business. I think he knows anyway. I think he tried to talk to me about it the night before Eric and I left. He couldn't muster the courage he needed to ask me not to come here. He is like that. My future husband wouldn't have let me come. He would have spanked me and then fucked the hell out of me. Then he would have held me and loved me. He would have made me want to stay at home with him. That's only one of the reasons that my friend can't be my husband. There are others."
She snuggled down closer to me. I held her. I thought that she was going to cry but the next thing that came out of her was a lilt laced giggle. She rose up and looked at me. She asked, "Now, let me tell you what I found to be funny." She said, "The first time that I slept with him, I felt like I was cheating on you. I've been infatuated with you since the first moment I saw you."
This time there were some sniffles. She said, "Hold me." I did. A few minutes later, she said, "Luke, I understand where I fit into your world. I know that we are just playing together. That's all I expect from you. I know that I couldn't come between you and your sweet wife. I wouldn't if I could. I have seen the love that you share. I came from very far away to be with a very special man for a few short days. It's the fulfillment of a young woman's dream. I've spent a year looking forward to being here with you. Don't let rules and emotions fuck it up for me. I am not very good at following other people's rules and my emotions can be overwhelming."
She snuggled close to me again. I held her tight. That was enough for her to know that I understood.
She moved my hand back to her center and helped my finger find its way inside her. She felt like a hot spring bubbling out from under a mountain. I thought, "That didn't take long."
She imitated a little girl's voice and asked, "Are you going to fuck me or not?"
I wanted to eat her sweet pussy as I had promised but that wasn't what she needed. I rolled her over on her back and rose up between her knees. She spread her legs wide and used her fingers to open her pussy for me as she had done before. I thought, "Other women don't do that." She was very excited. I was too. I thought, "A little bit of emotion goes a long way." I easily slipped the monster inside her.
Unbelievably, it was the best sex we had so far. I went right to the edge immediately. I waited there for her but it was hard to hang on. Her body rolled and pitched under me. She met and matched my every thrust. We fucked each other slowly and thoroughly. My thrusts were slow but they were also long and very powerful. I wanted her to have what she came to me for. If she had tried to resist, I would have force fucked her without mercy. I wanted her. I became a bit selfish for a few minutes. I let the monster wallow and luxuriate inside her warm female body. I enjoyed every sensation that produced.
Her coos and whimpers were music in my ears. I think she was being selfish too. We fucked each other leisurely for at least half an hour. Her love sounds morphed into deep moans. I thought I was winning but I wasn't. I kissed her soulfully and held her in place as I fucked her. I fucked her a bit harder. Our tempo increased and I forced myself deeper inside her. Her legs wrapped around mine. She locked her heels behind each of my legs below the knees. She exhibited much power in this position. She had far more leverage. She held me in place with a hand on each of my butt cheeks. She was able to fuck me even harder.
She whispered, "Yes, Luke. Oh God yes, I'm cumming." Her orgasm came from nowhere. It engulfed her. She continued to match my every movement. Her sweet pussy became vice-like. Her body vibrated and her undulations became urgent. She was speaking to me but she was using some Highlander dialect that I couldn't understand. Her love sounds came from deep within her chest. A woman's orgasm when she is in my arms is my favorite thing in the whole universe. I need to be involved. I want to hold her and love her. I always help and I always follow her instructions to make it as good for her as I am able. I had never experienced any woman cum as powerfully as this one. I felt great strength in her young body. Her muscles flexed as if they were bands made of steel.
She broke into clear English. She whispered, "Help me, Luke. It's happening again."
I couldn't tell where the first one ended and the second one began. I tried to help. I fucked her harder and still deeper. Her orgasm went on. Her muscles strained with their effort. The sounds that she made told me that I was hurting her or maybe she was hurting herself. They also told me that she was lost in it. She loved it. I wanted her to be glad that she was here with me. I think I hurt her just a bit more on purpose. I wanted her to feel the need I had for her. I wanted her to be prepared for the demands I was about to make on her.
She had surprised me to the point that my mind became entangled in the mechanics of what was happening. I realized that I had backed away from the edge. I knew that I could maintain control a while longer. I made a plan to help her have a third one.
Without warning, her sweet little girl's body collapsed under me. The tone in her muscles disappeared. She became soft and seemingly lifeless. Her legs unwrapped from around me and fell to the bed. Her knees bent and she spread herself wide. Pussy juice was leaking out of her and making a wet spot under us. I chuckled inside as I remembered how dry she had been.
Her body was limp under me and she was trying hard to catch her breath. I continued to fuck her but I considered that I should give her some recovery time. The monster spoke in my mind. He said, "No, Luke. Keep fucking her, it's our turn." He was not the least bit limp.
I am not nearly as crass as the monster can be. We have done some terrible things in the past when I have allowed him to do our thinking. We have done some wonderful things too. Sometimes he has power over me. This was one of those times. I thoughtlessly followed his orders. I continued to fuck her. I tried to mitigate my actions in my mind. I thought, "Maybe I can create a spark in her and bring her back to life." Truthfully, I intended to use this young woman's beautiful body selfishly for my own pleasure. Actually, I was caught up in the moment to the point where I was about to misuse her. I began to fuck her harder, much harder. I was right on the edge of orgasm and I was pounding her young sweet pussy.
I didn't see a spark. She just exploded into flame. Suddenly, her legs wrapped around me again. This time she locked her heels together in the small of my back. She used those powerful legs to cram her pussy into my groin. The thick root of my cock was inside her. My pubic bone banged and savaged her love button. She held me there as her body convulsed and quivered with her third climax. My own body was pumping cum into that warm place behind her belly button.
She still found the energy and the control to talk to me in her soft voice. She said, "I'm cumming again and I can feel your cock throbbing inside me. I want your cum. I want all of it. Make me pregnant, Luke. That is the reason for all this. Send me home with your baby growing in my belly. I know you have always wanted a daughter. I will give you one. Her tongue slipped into my mouth as she kissed me.
Her words scared me but I wasn't in control. I gave her exactly what she asked for. My orgasm was deep and powerful. It was the final act in this episode. In another moment, I was empty and spent. I wished that I could go mystical with this one. I wanted to look inside her soul. Of course, it didn't happen. We didn't know each other well enough.
I pulled my wimpy withering cock out of her and slipped into my recovery mode. Anne curled up close to me. Ten minutes passed while we learned to breathe again. Rational thought returned to my brain but not all at once. I remembered being frightened and trying to make Anne pregnant. I thought, "That's not right." Then I remembered how good the sex was. I definitely wanted to do that again, but I wasn't capable right then.
I felt movement to my left and looked over at Anne. She was beautiful. She seemed to glow in the soft light. She had risen up on an elbow with her chin in her hand. She said, "You were hurting me, Luke." She giggled and said, "It was nice but now my pussy is sore." She rubbed it against my thigh.
Every time a woman tells me that it hurt, I think of Caroline Bixby. She had coined the word, "Extagony." It meant, "Sex so good that it hurt." I spent a few seconds with the picture of her that I have in my mind. She had the cutest little freckled nose. I remembered that I had a tentative date with her next month. I couldn't wait. I spent another few seconds with her. I let her picture come to life. She smiled at me and whispered, "I can't wait."
My mind became clearer and I refocused on Anne. She was tickling my lower lip with the tip of a fingernail. I brushed her hand away. She giggled. She said, "I scared you. Didn't I?"
I remembered her talk about going home pregnant. I replied, "Yeah, you did. That's not what we are here for, Anne."
She said, "Michelin told me to do that." She giggled. She began to tickle my lip again. She continued, "It's a trick that girls use. Michelin said that it made you cum extra hard for her." She paused and said, "It made you cum very hard for me, didn't it?" She slipped another Highlander giggle into the conversation. She said, "I'm on the pill. I won't go home pregnant."
I knew she was telling the truth. I thought, "There truly is something of the lovable imp in this girl."
She slithered down close to me and kissed my cheek. She whispered in my ear, "Do you want me to stop taking my pills?"
I said, "Keep it up if you want a spanking for real. I don't do it often but I spank naughty little girls soundly when I have to."
She giggled and replied, "I might like that." She whispered, "Maybe there is something of the masochist in me. You can hurt me a bit if you feel the need."
I asked, "Do you truly enjoy pain?"
She answered, "No, I don't think I do but it enhances an associated sexual experience to the point that it seems to be worth it sometimes. It is hard to explain." She paused and said, "I think that what I am trying to say is, I know you wouldn't injure me but you don't have to handle me with kid gloves either."
I didn't respond to her but I thought, "Hell that's the way I operate anyway. I chuckled to myself and continued my thought, "I think I have been handling her properly by accident."
There was an empty spot in our dialog here. Then she said, "Answer my question. Will my f-u-t-u-r-e husband allow me an extra lover now and again? Is it a standard practice for married folk? Is it kept secret? Is it common in this country?"
I laughed and said, "It's not a standard practice but it isn't uncommon in this country or yours. Quite a lot of people fool around and most do try to keep it secret. That is very dangerous. Pussy is one of the things men kill each other over."
"Oh wow," she said, "How did you and Linda become involved in such a dangerous hobby?"
I said, "Before we were married, Linda made me promise to allow her an extracurricular lover if she ever wanted one. At that time, she had no experience with anyone but me. She felt that she might become curious eventually. Hell, she knew she would. I didn't believe the problem would ever come up so I agreed. It did come up. It was hard for me but I had to honor my promise." I paused and then added, "Our hall pass system has worked for us. We were monogamous for a long time. It turned out that the time came when Linda wanted another lover. I realized that I wanted some variety too. A playmate like you is a fine thing. You light up my life. Here we are."
Anne lay down and cuddled close to me. I pulled the covers over us. She lay there in thought for a minute or two. Finally, she said, "Basically, you think that I should tell my prospective husband that I am going to fuck around after we are married and he can too if he wants."
I laughed and said, "Well, I wouldn't be that direct and it could never be as simple as that. Think for a moment about the powerful emotions that will be generated. There is one other small thing. You will have to get him to agree to those conditions and make you the same promise I made to Linda. Then he will have to be strong enough to carry through when the time comes. It was very hard for me to give Linda the freedoms that she needed." A moment later, I added, "As pretty as you are, you had better get the agreement in writing."
She giggled and said, "I have a better idea. I will never get married. Then I can come to Texas anytime I want." She giggled and said, "As pretty as I am, you will always want me."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I answered, "That is all true. It is a good plan as far as I am concerned but we will always have to have Linda's permission."

She didn't even hesitate. She said, "That will be easy. I will bring her Lancelot with me." She giggled. She said, "I promise, she is having as much fun right now as I am. She is with Eric." She shifted her position a bit and made herself more comfortable. She nestled into the hollow of my shoulder.
I held her close and said, "I want to talk about Eric for a minute."
She said, "We can do that. You don't have to worry about him. He will worship Linda as if she were a goddess. He thinks of her that way. He has her high on a pedestal in his thoughts." She hesitated and said, "Michelin told me that you think about the women in your life much the same way. The two of you are alike in many ways. You both have all those beautiful muscles. He is younger and I sense that you are wiser." She continued, "He is prettier in a boyish sort of way and you are more ruggedly handsome." She giggled and said, "My knickers get wet when I think of you. That's true even when we are thousands of miles apart. I am sure that Eric has the same effect on Linda.
She went on, "You are the dominant bull in the herd that I live in." She polishes my ego every chance she gets. It's a girl thing. It certainly works for me and in her favor.
I asked, "Will you talk to me about, "The sexual facet," as you put it, of your relationship with Eric."
Her little hand found my soft cock. She whispered, "If we are going there, I'll need to hold on to something." The monster twitched and began to swell. She giggled.
I said, "If you want to put the topic off-limits, I will understand. I won't ever mention it again."
She kissed my cheek. She said, "We should talk about it. You are going to tell Linda and she is going to have questions. It will be better if you have the answers to some of them." She paused for a breath of air and then continued, "It started a long time ago. There was a time when I was embarrassed about it but I have never been ashamed. What do you want to know?"
I replied, "Tell me how and when it started."
She began a narrative. She said, "I can't remember when I didn't go to my brother's bed for comfort. When I was three or four years of age, monsters would visit my room at night. They would hide under my bed or in my closet. I was afraid of them. Eric was six or seven at the time. I would run to my big brother's room. He would help me climb into his bed and he would hide me under his covers. He would hold me and protect me. He loved his little sister. I slept there through the night with my head under the covers more often than not."
She continued, "Eric became a man early. By the time he was fifteen he was mature far beyond his years. Sixteen is the age of consent in Scotland. All the young girls at college wanted to be his girlfriend but he didn't have time for them. Eric had an older lover at this time. She was in her late twenties. She was the wife of the still older gentleman that subsidized Eric's soccer club." She paused and said, "I think you would say, sponsored." She said, "They had an arrangement similar to yours and Linda's.
"At any rate," she continued, "Eric stood head and shoulders above the rest of the boys in his age group. He was the star player. His lover became his lover on his sixteenth birthday. She took him to her bed and endeavored to teach him about sex over the next several months. Eric was an apt student to her. They had little in common beyond their sexual lust for one another. They satisfied that, tired of each other and each of them moved on."
She went on, "By the time he was seventeen, Eric was a finished product. He dated several of the older girls at college. At that time, he was developing the rakish reputation that he is known for today. He was like a honeybee going from flower to flower. All the girls just put up with this behavior. They would do anything to be near him. If they complained of his style, he would stop seeing them. None complained that I remember after the first one or two."
The story went on, "Our parents insisted that I stop sleeping with Eric when I was about eight and he was eleven. That was okay. The monsters had forgotten where I lived by then but I still snuck into his bed occasionally. Sometimes I would just need him to hold me for one reason or another. Eric loved me. My father was always there to hold me and love me too but Eric and I were always closer. He was my protector. I started through puberty at twelve or so. My body began to change and I began to fill out and develop the curves and attributes of my gender that you seem to enjoy so much." She giggled.
She continued, "I was allowed to date the young men so that I could attend all of the social events. All of the boys wanted to be near me. They wanted to hold me and touch me. I kept a list at that time of the ones that kissed me. Hormones raged through my body. I remember the first time one of them squeezed my breasts and tried to put his hand in my knickers. I probably accepted the advances of my boyfriends more readily than I should have. I would have developed into a straight running trollop if I could have had my way."
She took a breath and went on, "Eric watched over me from afar. Any of the boys that would make a serious attempt on my virginity suddenly became afraid to come near me. It was frustrating for me. I wanted to get laid, but instead, I acquired the reputation of a prick teasing ice princess. It was Eric's fault."
She said, "Time marched on and I became fifteen. I confronted Eric. I stomped into his presence and told him I wanted to go all the way with my current boyfriend and I expected him not to interfere. He told me that I expected too much. He told me that the age of consent was sixteen and I would be virgin on my sixteenth birthday. He said, "You may or may not be allowed more freedom after that." He also told me that our father would not approve of my antics. That really pissed me. It was a threat beyond our long-standing rules of fair play.
Eric talked with my boyfriend. Suddenly, he was afraid to be near me. He told me that he had decided that we should see other people. My frustrations became unbearable."
She continued, "I had no real education as to the mechanics of sex beyond what my girlfriends had told me. I certainly had no idea of the complicated emotional bonds that develop between lovers. Almost all of my girlfriends were more advanced than I was. They had more freedom to explore. They didn't have Eric watching over them.
I had one incident where I had what I now know was a mini orgasm. I was riding a horse and dreaming of one of my would-be lovers. I was infatuated with that young man, at the time. I first noticed that I was wet and then it just happened. It wasn't very powerful. I thought there should be more from what I had heard. I tried every way I could think of to make it happen again but I couldn't."
"Sometime later," she said, "I had one of my girlfriends spend the night with me. Her name was Emily. We were to lead cheers at a soccer match in another village the next day. It was convenient for her to spend the night at our home and then ride with us to the match. We all went to bed at ten in the evening. My friend and I were sharing my bed. About two hours later movement awakened me in my room. It could have been the monsters returned but it wasn't. It was Eric. I feigned sleep. Eric woke Emily and in whispers, bade her go to his room with him. She slipped out of bed and took his hand. He led her away. I wasn't surprised. I had seen their flirts earlier."
She giggled and continued, "Eric brought her back about two hours later. I hadn't slept a wink but again, I feigned sleep. I watched with one eye barely cracked open. They kissed and I distinctly saw him caress one of her small breasts. I tingled inside. He tucked her under the covers, kissed her forehead and quietly left the room."
Anne continued, "After he was gone, I asked my friend, "Did you fuck him? I was trying to use big girl words. She turned to face me. She was bubbling with naughty delight. She said, "We didn't go all the way. I was afraid. I am still a virgin, you know. He was so sweet. He told me that he understood. He promised to shag me properly when I was ready." She said, "He kissed me and sucked my titties. He allowed me to touch his cock and play with it. He touched my clitoris. He made me cum with his fingers, Anne. I thought I would die. He showed me how to stroke him with my hands to make him feel good. His prick was big and hard. He made somewhat of a mess on his bed and some of it got on me." She whispered, "It was the stuff that makes a baby grow inside you. He put one little drop of it in my mouth. It tasted of salt. He helped me cum a second time before he brought me back." She giggled with me and asked, "When may I spend the night with you again?"
Anne went on, "I was jealous of her. I was excited too. I thought my friend had fallen asleep. I put my hand in my knickers. I was so wet. I rubbed my button. I tingled a bit but I couldn't make anything more happen. My friend turned to face me and without a word, she tried to help me. I enjoyed my own touch and hers too but I couldn't cum. We gave up and went to sleep.
Anne continued, "During the game the next day, Emily and I found a few minutes to be alone. She asked if I was going to tell anyone about her encounter with Eric. I assured her that I wouldn't. I had no desire to bring trouble to her or my brother. She then asked me if I had ever had an orgasm. I told her that I hadn't. I told her that I had tried and that I didn't think I could." Anne hesitated for a second and went on, "Emily said that I should ask Eric to help me. She said that he had made it happen easily for her."
Anne said, "I told her that I couldn't do that. He was my brother. She rolled her eyes and told me that if Eric were her brother, she would go to his bed every chance she got. We were interrupted and that conversation had to come to an end."
The story went on. Anne said. "I couldn't get my friend's suggestion out of my mind. All of my family went to bed at our regular time that night. I just lay there. I was toying with my clit. It felt good but that was all there was. I wanted fireworks and there just weren't any. I couldn't sleep and I thought of Eric helping Emily cum with his fingers. She had told me that it happened twice and it was easy. She tried to describe what she had felt but she didn't have the words. Her suggestion rang in my mind, "You should ask Eric to help you."
I wondered if he would. He had to know how frustrated I was. A moment later, I thought, "I know he loves me. The worst thing he could do would be to say no. I got out of bed and quietly moved down the hall to Eric's room. Light was leaking from under the door. I pecked on the door lightly with a fingernail. He opened the door and let me in. That wasn't unusual. I had been bringing my problems to him in the middle of the night for as long as either of us could remember."
She continued, "He had been reading. His small bedside lamp was the only thing making light in the room."
I said, "I was awake last night when you brought Emily back to my room. I was sure that I knew what the two of you were doing but I made her tell me anyway. She is in awe of you, Eric. She told me that you easily gave her two sweet orgasms." I pouted and said, "I've never had one. I want you to help me like you did Emily."
She continued, "His face registered shock." He said, "You are my sister. We can't play together sexually."
I said, "I don't want us to make a baby. I just want you to help me cum, with your finger." I hesitated before I added, "Just once, Eric, and then I will go back to my room."
He said, "No, Girl. Go back to your room right now. We can't do what you ask." He turned me around and headed me for the door. He firmly swatted my butt. I sniffled and turned to give him my saddest look. I made my eyes very big and said, "Plea-s-s-e-e-e."
He said, "No, Anne. Go to bed now." I was a little surprised. My big-eyed pout had never failed in the past with him or my father. He had threatened me with my father's wrath once before. I thought about returning the favor. Father would be very upset if he knew that Eric had taken my houseguest to his bed. I didn't make the threat. I knew I couldn't actually tell on him. I went back to my room. I crawled in my bed, curled up in a little ball and cried. I still couldn't sleep."
"The plot became thicker." She said, "An hour later, Eric came to my room. He held my hand and kissed my cheek." He said, "Anne, you are more important to me than all the rest of the girls in this village put together. Of course, I will help you." He said, "You have to follow my instructions and it has to be our secret forever. No one else could possibly understand.
She finished her story. "He did help me and it was easy. He just gave me some information that I hadn't had before. He told me that our brains are our most powerful sex organs. He told me that nothing would work unless our thoughts were in perfect order. He said that inducing an orgasm wasn't like rubbing to sticks together to start a fire. Just rubbing my clitoris wouldn't make it happen. He said I would have to be mentally aroused. Tuned in and turned on was the way he put it. He said he had never been with a girl that didn't cum when she was in the proper state of mind and she was properly stimulated. He began to stimulate me properly with sweet words and even sweeter physical intimacy.
It was easy. I trusted him completely. He was so gentle with me. It was very easy for me to be comfortable with him. It took about fifteen minutes that first time. I enjoyed every second of that foreplay even before I thought anything would happen. He was so good to me. He led me through the process and I had my first orgasm. It scared me when it happened. I started to scream. He clamped his hand over my mouth and cautioned me that I would wake Father. When it was over, he held me until I quit shaking. He tucked me under my covers and kissed my forehead just as he had done for Emily. He had made me very happy."
She paused. She said, "Do you know that there are great numbers of women who never learn to cum? Can you imagine that?" She continued, "In the next few days, he taught me to have those same sweet orgasms completely on my own. All I had to do was play in my mind as well as with my body. After that, we didn't have any further sexual contact, for a long time."
I said, "You said he taught you how to give pleasure orally."
She said, "He did for a fact but that was much later." She wiggled closer and giggled. She said, "Maybe that can be a story for another time."
I pulled her closer to me. It was easy for me to understand how she became involved with her brother. Given their relationship and their personalities, it would have almost been inevitable. I had no trouble understanding how it had happened at all. I whispered, "I understand."
She giggled and wiggled. I could hear the happiness in her voice and I could feel it in her squirming naked body. I decided not to ask any more questions and just allow myself to be in love with her, for the rest of her visit anyway.
She said, "I'm hungry." She slipped out of bed and went into the bathroom almost before I knew she was gone. I gave her some private time and then went to shower with her when I heard the water running. We laughed and flirted as we bathed each other but the monster had no energy. I promised that I would shag her properly later. She giggled.
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Linda was in the kitchen putting a picnic basket together when we walked in. She looked bright and sparkly. I gave her a sweet but quick peck on the cheek. I wanted to hold her and kiss her but I didn't want to make a show of it in front of Anne.
Linda said, "Eric and I are going up to High Point. We are going to have a picnic supper and watch the stars."
I said, "Anne is hungry right now."
Linda looked at Anne and said, "I'll bet that I can ease that pain." She asked, "What would you like?"
Anne replied, "I would like about five pounds of those ribs we had last evening but one of those sandwiches would be better for me."
Linda said, "I have chicken salad and ham with cheese." Anne chose chicken. Linda handed her a wrapped sandwich and then provided her with a Coke and some potato chips. Anne began to eat.
I said, "Linda, High Point is one of our special places."
She looked at me and giggled. She said, "Don't worry, Luke." I explained that to Eric when he asked me to take him up there. All we are going to do is watch the stars." She paused and said, "The two of you should come with us."
I asked, "Do you want to go stargazing, Anne?"
Anne tilted her head and said, "Do I understand this correctly? This a special place like your bedroom. You can't have sex with me there."
I laughed and answered, "Yes that is correct." Then I added, "I do promise to shag you properly upon our return."
Linda said, "Shag properly?"
I said, "It's an inside joke between us."
Anne moved between us and put an arm around both our shoulders. She kissed each of us on the cheek in turn. She said, "I think I'm in love with both of you. I do want to see High Point." She hesitated for a second and whispered to Linda, "Shag is a Scottish slang word. It means, to have sex. Luke promised to shag me properly. That means he intends to fuck my brains out." Linda broke up first and then we all laughed together.
I thought, "There is an imp inside of Anne."
Eric showed up a few minutes later. Linda sent him and me to the barn to fetch two of the four-wheelers. She said, "Bring a trailer too and load some firewood in it."
Eric and I talked as we walked the fifty yards to the barn. He asked, "Is little sister living up to your expectations?"
I answered, "She is indeed. Actually, she is more than I dreamed she would be."
He laughed and said, "I'm glad. She is glowing. I can tell by her look that you are making her happy."
I said, "Linda is in fine spirit too. That makes me know that the two of you are getting along." Eric looked at me and grinned.
I hooked the trailer to one of the Hondas. We loaded about fifteen four and five-inch split logs from the woodshed. It was very well seasoned red oak. It would ignite easily but I tossed in one of my homemade fire starter kits anyway. They will start a campfire of green willow wood in freezing rain.
We picked up the girls, food, a couple of blankets, some booze and went up the hill. I drove the ATV with the trailer and Anne rode with me. Eric and Linda rode the other little vehicle. I was impressed with Eric's skill. He obviously had some previous experience.
I enjoy taking guests to High Point. I'm proud of our small ranch and you can see almost everything from here. It was extra special on this trip. I was able to let Linda look at the property that I was negotiating to buy. We had driven around it together but she had never seen it from this perspective. It was a tad bigger than the property we already owned. We were about to more than double the acreage of our small ranch.
I got the fire going. Our guests were properly impressed, I think. We saw several small groups of deer. We watched them through the binoculars. This year's fawn crop should have been hitting the ground by then. The mothers keep them hidden when they are this young. I didn't expect to see any of them and we didn't. A coyote howled in the distance. It was like a scene from a western movie.
I drank water while we ate our sandwiches but then I broke out the whiskey and had two doubles while I cuddled with Anne and watched the sunset. The little white puffy cumulus clouds that had been rolling around the heavens all day were in the process of breaking down and dissipating as the air began to cool with the evening. They made the sunset spectacular but I could tell the sky would be a clear later. I thought, "The stars tonight will be big and bright." I continued the thought, "Deep in the heart of Texas."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

High Point has a small flat area right at the top. Linda and Eric had stayed close to us while we had supper. We laughed and flirted. It came into my head that I might want to watch Linda with her Lancelot. We do that when we can but we are always careful not to offend anyone. I knew that she would want to "shag him properly" sometime later this evening. I wondered if she had told him about the camera in the pool house ceiling. I decided that I would find a way to ask her.

As dark enveloped us, Linda and Eric spread their blanket twelve or fifteen yards away from us on the other side of the fire. It was a hint that they wanted a bit of privacy. It was okay because Anne and I would enjoy the same benefit. Anne was causing the strangest desires in me. I felt like a high college kid. I just wanted to lie around, neck with her and feel her up a bit.
The stars did come out big and bright. By an hour after dark, I had forgotten that Linda and Eric were on the same hill with us. I had Anne's boobs out and one of her nipples in my mouth. She began to squirm and moan. Of course, that drove me on. My hand began to search for a way into her pants. She helped me find a way and a few seconds later, I had a finger inside her sweet pussy. She was already wet.
She whispered, "Stop, Luke." I chuckled. It was exactly like high college. She said, "Please. If you aren't going to "shag me properly" right now, I need you to stop." That brought me back to my senses.
I froze in place but for only a second or two. I let the palm of my hand caress her button while my finger found and massaged her G-spot. I whispered in her ear, "I want to give you one with my finger like Eric gave you your first one."
She moaned and said, "Oh, Luke." Her arms went around my neck and she kissed me. Her wet pussy squeezed my finger and she gently fucked my hand. A minute or two later, she quietly came all over herself. I wondered if I had violated Linda's and my special place. I hadn't even considered that. Sometimes I can be such a thoughtless bastard. I can rationalize anything though. I decided that I had been lost in the moment and I certainly couldn't undo my sin. All of that was true. I berated my worthless self for a moment and then forgave myself. If I had been Catholic, there would have been some "Hail Marys" involved.
Anne recovered in a few minutes. She rolled over and got close to my ear. She whispered, "I need some more of that. Take me down the hill."
I started buttoning up. I told Linda that we were leaving. They decided to go with us. I doused the fire with the water and ice in our drink cooler. We took the girls to the house and unloaded our gear. Eric and I took the buggies back to the barn. As we walked back, we talked.
Eric said, "Linda showed me the camera in the pool house. She said that the two of you enjoyed watching each other." He continued, "That's okay with me but I wonder. Do you have the capability to make films?"
I said, "Sorry, buddy. There is no way I'm going to create evidence of our shenanigans. You never know what may happen in the future. I would always worry about that kind of thing falling into the wrong hands."
He thought for a few seconds and then looked at me. He said, "Yes, I see your point, but I was just thinking. It would be a hell of a way for me to remember Linda."
I laughed and replied, "Eric, you couldn't forget her if you tried." He looked at me sheepishly and grinned. I've noticed he does that when he runs out of something to say.
I took my Viking to bed. She wanted me to "shag her properly." Our episode on the hill had turned her on and she hadn't cooled at all. She forced me over on my back and sucked the monster into her mouth. She sucked and teased him. He became very hard very quickly. She held him in her hands and said, "I need for you to fuck my eyes out. I want this inside me right now. I don't need or want any of your sweet foreplay. I want this cock shoved up my pussy, right now."
I thought, "More ugly words to turn me on." They were working.
I rolled us over and buried myself in her. She was so wet and her body was wide open to receive me. I slipped into her depths easily. We fit together so well. I explored her mouth with my tongue while I fucked her. Soft little animal sounds came out of her. There was no real urgency in our act. I think we were past that. I was enjoying this interlude more than anything that had gone on before. I realized that she was too. It seems that each of our encounters was better than the last.
"If they get much better," I thought, "I won't live through one of them." We were both striving to give the other pleasure. There was an emotional bond forming between us and it was growing stronger by the second. I think we were beginning to like each other for something beyond carnal lust.
We made this one last a long time and we didn't strain ourselves physically. I fucked her with slow short strokes. I wanted to stay deep inside her. The thought of pulling most of my cock out of her was repulsive to me. She accepted my rhythm and complimented my movements. She cooed for me. We changed positions smoothly when we wanted to. When I gave her something that she liked, she told me and I gave her some more of it. It worked the other way too. She would squeeze me with her Kegel muscles. The monster would twitch inside her. She would giggle for me and make herself even tighter.
Her words and her love sounds kept me excited. I hung at the edge of the abyss for at least an hour. Sweet mini orgasms work their way through her body one after the other. I could feel her take pleasure from each one in turn. Emotion was playing a part for her too. She would hold me and kiss me. She would giggle sweetly and then cry softly for a while. We fucked continuously through it all.
She whispered, "Is this the way you love Linda?"
I answered her truthfully. I said, "Linda and I make love every way that you can imagine. This is one of our favorite ways." I hesitated and whispered, "It is your turn tonight and mine. It was important for me to share this with you."
She whimpered and said, "I'm cumming, Luke."
I could feel it happening in her body. We didn't change anything. I kept fucking her and she kept cumming. It lasted a very long time for her. I know it was a full minute or more. Her sweet body jerked under me and she lost her breath. She gasped for air and made "I'm trying to survive" sounds. I fucked her. Controlled movement became beyond her ability. She lay still and her whole body vibrated. The bed shook in resonance. I fucked her. I managed to maintain control. I wanted to give her at least one more if I could.
It took another twenty minutes but I was able to help her through another one. Like always, I knew the second one would be better. I went with her this time. I didn't even try to hold back. My spasms were as soft and gentle as the rest of the encounter had been. They were so-o-o good. I know that she could feel the pulse in my cock. It enhanced her orgasm. We both lost our ability to think rationally.
We fucked each other in a manner that had to have come from primordial instinct. I thought, "Mother Nature gave us this ability so we could have this pleasure. She helped us make it last. She must love us very much." I saw Mother Nature. She was sitting on the edge of our bed. She held my hand and smiled at me.
I woke up several hours later. My mind was clear and I could remember everything that we had done. I must have fallen asleep while I was still in the state of euphoria where this little girl had led me. Anne and I were lying on our left sides. We were spooned together and I was holding her close to me. Our covers were over us and we were warm. She was utterly still, except for the motion of her chest. She was taking a shallow breath now and then. She was in a deep sleep.
I had to pee. I thought seriously about pissing the bed rather than leaving this girl for even a few minutes. I lay there and held her until I had to make a decision. I slipped out of bed without waking her. I went to the bathroom and then came right back. I had missed her terribly while I was gone. I pulled her back into my spoon.
I remembered what Eric had said. He told me that he didn't care if I watched him and Linda together. The remote control was within reach. I turned the TV on and retarded the sound to zero. I tuned to our security channel and cranked up the camera in the pool house. The light in the room was subdued but sufficient. They had left the blinds open on the glass wall between them and the dimly lit pool area. I zoomed in on the bed and brought the picture into a sharp focus.
Linda and her Lancelot were lying there together. Their room must have been warmer than ours was. They were only half covered. They were both naked. Eric was lying on his back and Linda was on her side facing him. She had an arm and a leg dbangd over him. Her head was nestled into the hollow of his shoulder. Linda sleeps in this position with me quite often. They were both asleep.
While I watched, Linda moved. I couldn't see their point of contact but Linda was rubbing her pussy against Eric's thigh. Even in his sleep, he gathered her closer and held her tighter. I had the sound turned off but I knew from experience that she was purring like a contented kitten while she dry fucked him in her sleep. I knew that she wasn't dreaming of me.
Suddenly, I felt a twinge of raw jealousy. That happens sometimes but this one wasn't a small or fleeting twinge. My stomach churned. I turned everything off and tossed the remote to the floor beside our bed. I wondered why I had wanted to watch them. Why would I do that to myself? It would have been easier for me if I had caught them in the middle of a good fuck. They were loving each other. That kind of thing is very hard on me. I tried to push the vision of them out of my mind.
I looked down at Anne. Only her face was out from under the covers. She glowed soft white in the low light. She has such a beautifully elfin face. I thought, "She is prettier than Linda anyway." I didn't really believe that. It wasn't the truth. I was just looking for some relief. I snuggled close to Anne. I remembered that Linda would sleep with me tomorrow night. That didn't help. She was sleeping with Eric right now.
Anne's naked body felt good to me. She was warm and soft. I took one of her breasts in my hand and squeezed it gently. She purred in her sleep and cuddled up closer to me exactly as Linda would have. That did help. I held her and replayed our last episode in my mind. My jealousy began to dissipate. I felt a bit ashamed of myself. I had allowed Linda to have her Lancelot. I shouldn't be upset because she was enjoying the experience. I found myself hoping that Linda and Eric had as much fun as I had shared with Anne. I wondered if I was being completely truthful with myself.
I decided that I was. I let myself relax and I felt better. I decided to "love the one I was with." I snuggled up close to Anne, held her a bit tighter and easily enough, I slipped back into sleep.
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Morning came late. It must have been after nine when I came awake. Anne was right where I had left her. It was as if she hadn't moved at all. I squeezed her and began to try to untangle myself from her. She wiggled her butt against me and held my arm in place where I was holding her. She said, "Hold me. We don't have to get up this minute."
I settled down behind her and held her. I needed a shower and my teeth felt fuzzy but I wanted another few minutes together just as she did.
Ten minutes later, she asked, "May I have the bathroom first?"
I gave my consent and she crawled out of bed. Ten minutes after that, I heard water running in the shower. I forced myself out of bed. I took a leak, brushed my teeth and shaved quickly. I stepped into the shower and found Anne all soapy and slippery. I moved into the stream of warm water and she helped make me all soapy and slippery.
We slipped and slid all over each other. Giggles and laughs were abundant. I helped her rinse the shampoo out of her hair and then massaged in the conditioner that would make it silky and shiny. I scrubbed her with a cloth and enjoyed every minute of it. She took her turn and gave me the same treatment.
As I dried her, I realized that I had thoroughly enjoyed our shower without sex. I hadn't even thought about it. I was happy just to hold her and touch her. We were pampering each other. It was more important than sex. I spent the next forty-five minutes pampering her. I dried and braided her pretty hair.
We both dressed-up just a bit. I knew that Linda and Eric would too. The girls were going shopping at the Factory Outlet Mall in Gainesville. Eric had said that he would like to see my place of business.
We had a quick breakfast and it was near noon when the four of us left the house. Linda and Anne left together in Linda's Camry. Eric and I drove to the plant in my pick-up. We had all agreed to meet back at the ranch around four o'clock. I was going to do steaks.
Linda and I had previously agreed on sexual abstinence after midday that day in preparation for our up-coming night together. I wondered if I had subconsciously abstained this morning in order to save something for Linda. I let the thought go but it did have some merit. I probably had.
I took Eric to the front office and introduced him to Alice and the girls. Alice handled her exposure to Eric well but both of the younger girls fell in love with him on sight. Robin was the most obvious. I watched her heart melt when he shook her hand. I laughed inside and thought, "Texas must have a marked shortage in young men in the category of rake."
We left on our tour of the plant and Eric never mentioned the girls. He seemed genuinely interested in the foundry operation and even more in the machine shop. He seemed more interested still in all the women in the assembly building.
Eric commented concerning the girls, "Luke, were I you, I would never leave work." I was impressed with him. All the girls in assembly wear rather drab overalls, heavy boots, hairnets and hardly any make-up. Eric saw their beauty right through all that camouflage but then, he was the recipient of several demure smiles and a few blatant flirts.
I replied, "They are my employees. They are off-limits to me." I said, "Anyway, Linda and I never fool around within a hundred miles of home. No one here knows that we swing."
He said, "Yes, I knew that. Linda informed me. She wanted to make sure I knew not to talk too much today." He paused and continued, "Laird Wilkinson lived in this community for a time as I understand. Offer me a job, Luke. I could hang around here for a while." We laughed but he might have been serious.
We went back up front and had a drink in my office. Eric stood at my window and looked out at the plant. I explained about the recreational area outside the plant compound. He said, "I am impressed, Laird Bowman. I had no idea you commanded this kind of wealth."
I laughed and said, "We are barely hanging on."
He chuckled and replied, "Says the man who is in the process of doubling his land holdings."
We still had a couple of hours before we had to meet the girls. I suggested we go by Ted's Place for a drink. Ted was almost alone when we arrived. He had three other customers but they seemed to be absorbed in a business meeting of some kind.
Ted said, "Ah, finally someone to talk with." He immediately began to berate me because Linda wasn't with us. He finished his tirade and asked, "What will you have?"
I answered, "My usual."
Eric ordered the house Scotch, a double and neat. Ted noticed his accent and I introduced them. I explained that Linda and I had met Eric and his sister when we were in Scotland. They were here on a sightseeing holiday and had stopped to visit us for a few days. I explained that the girls had gone shopping. Ted intuitively knew how important they were to us. He made sure that they became Ted and Eric to each other.
Ted poured our drinks and set them in front of us. Eric sniffed his and then did a double take on it. He sipped it. In his most powerful brogue, he said, "My word, Ted. This, my new friend, is very old and extremely good. It is certainly too good to waste on the likes of this poor boy from Edinburgh. Surely it is not the house brand."
Ted chuckled. He replied, "It is from my special hoard. A dear friend gave it to me. I thought you might be one to appreciate a taste of it. Most of the Scotch drinkers here are happy with the swill that I normally pass across this bar."
Eric took another small sip and savored it. He said, "I believe that I can identify this gift from the gods."
Ted laughed and called Eric's bluff. He said, "If you can, it will be worth another taste."
Eric took still another small sip. He said. "It is a truly fine single malt whiskey from near my home. It was finished in oak barrels that had once been used to transport rum from the Caribbean. The taste is unique. I am unable to identify each of the embedded flavors but I do know the label that this nectar wears. It bears the likeness of the Red Stagg." He paused. He sipped from his glass once more. He said, "This is, in fact, a fine choice for your private hoard. There is whiskey from older distilleries available and there are whiskeys that are certainly more expensive but there is none better. The family of William Grant produced this drink. It is from Glenfiddich. Laird Grant bestowed that name upon his distillery in 1887. The word is Gaelic for "Valley of the Deer." He paused and continued, "I have forgotten the year this was produced, but I do remember a note on the label. It was aged twenty-one years before it was bottled."
Ted set the bottle on the bar. He looked at me and said, "Luke, I think your young friend might be something of a whiskey snob." We all laughed.
Eric finished his drink, set his glass on the bar and said, "I think I will have another, Sir."
Ted said, "It is my pleasure, son." He poured a generous double into Eric's glass.
Eric looked at me and said, "I hope we have the hour that it will take for me to properly enjoy this fine drink." He paused as he raised his glass to Ted. He said, "As a Scotsman, I truly mourn the financial loss that you suffer because of our new relationship. I do acknowledge the monetary value of this fine whiskey. I will, however, forever cherish our acquaintance."
Ted said, "Luke, our young friend talks funny, doesn't he?" He paused and then spoke to Eric. He said, "Don't worry about the money, son. I'll put it on Luke's tab."
I asked, "What?"
Ted said, "Now Luke, You know how I value you as a paying customer who always holds up his end. I certainly wouldn't want to insult you by letting you slide on something as trivial as twenty-five dollars a shot Scotch."
I said, "Damn it, Ted, I gave you that whiskey and you always let me slide, as you put it, on a drink or two every time I come in here."
He replied, "The house does, in fact, spot you a drink or two when you bring your pretty wife to visit me. When she is not here, I consider you to be a valued paying customer." He hesitated and continued, "As I remember, it was Linda that gave me that bottle. She is the one that loves her Uncle Ted." Ted looked at Eric and said, "It's okay. He has plenty of money."
Eric laughed. He said, "I think that you might well have Scottish ancestry, Laird Ted." They both laughed at me.
I just shook my head and said, "Well, fuck me," under my breath.
We spent the hour that Eric needed to show proper respect to his drink. Ted had to spend some of his time with his other customers and two more came in. I took that time to give Eric some of Linda's history and I explained Ted's relationship with her through her real Uncle Gus. Linda does think of Ted as family. He bounced her on his knee when she was a toddler.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Ted wouldn't take any money when we left but he did make me promise to bring Linda in sooner than later. The only thing that I really owed him was for my two drinks. He had recovered that much in laughs at my expense. It's not a big deal anyway. Ted has plenty of money too.

Eric and I did get away in time to leisurely drive back to the ranch and be there before four o'clock. The drink had loosened our tongues and the two most beautiful women in our lives found their way into our conversation, as we drove.
I asked, "How are you and my vibrant young wife getting along up to this point?"
He replied, "She has been wonderful and I'm glad that you asked because there is something I've wanted you to know." He paused and said, "She didn't want to have sex this morning. She was saving herself for the time she is to spend with you tonight." He continued, "You mentioned that she would have the need to reconnect with you. She communicated those feelings to me. I don't know how to explain it but she didn't use words. It was a subliminal thing. She loves you very much. She made me understand that too."
I asked, "Did she disappoint you?"
He laughed and said, "Oh, not in the slightest. It is just as you said it would be. I welcome the break. As you said, she is a machine." He said, "Thank you so much for sharing her."
I replied, "Well, thank you for sharing Anne with me."
He laughed and said, "There are no thanks necessary on that account. She doesn't belong to me. She would have come to you if I had told her not to." He paused and shook his head. He looked at me and spoke quietly, "I haven't had any control over that girl since she reached her sixteenth birthday. Truthfully, I didn't have much before then."
I wanted to tell him that I knew something of his incestuous relationship with Anne but I decided not to. Really, I didn't know that much anyway. I figured that she would tell him if she wanted him to know that she had told me. If he wanted to talk about it, he could approach me.
I had a more pressing problem running around in my head anyway. I was thinking of what Eric had just said about my Linda. I was also remembering the bout I had with the evil green monster the night before. I had to make something special happen for Linda and me during our coming night together.
To be continued...

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Well, here we go again. Luke asked me to tell you about my encounter with Eric Littleton (My Lancelot). I didn't want to at first because there were details of my relationship with Eric that I have never disclosed to Luke or anyone else for that matter. There was nothing that would violate my covenant with Luke, but there were some things that he would probably rather not know. Luke told me that enough time had passed that it wouldn't make any difference now. He said that it would be adventurous for him to read about it.

I decided to write an account of my first day with Lancelot for Luke. It was his decision to share it with you.
Lancelot and I spent five days together. I choose to keep the time beyond that first day private and personal. Luke understands and will honor my wish. You wouldn't believe me anyway.
I promised to take my time and do the best job I can.
I will try to keep it short and again, forgive my use of rough language.
Oh, by the way, Luke said for you to pay attention, Arnab.
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Hall Pass CH. 57 - Lancelot
By: Linda
I am not going to waste time here bringing you up to date on how I met Eric or my earlier interactions with him. If you are keeping up with Luke's narrative of our swinging adventures, you are already aware. If not, I met him in Chapter 22. I first introduced him to Luke in Chapter 32 and Luke and I attended a party with him and his sister, Anne, in Chapters 33 and 34. The story I am about to tell is of the first opportunity I had to take him as a lover.
Luke and I had planned a trip to Scotland in May of 1990. We tried to start preparing for the trip early in April. Supposedly, the purpose of the trip was to see Michelin and Bobby's, new baby. Bobby and Michelin were established swing partners. Bed partner trades were given in this equation.
We were also going to try to fit in a short side trip to Paris, France. We hoped to meet Eric and his sister there. Eric and I had been flirting and making lewd promises to each other for almost two years. Luke had met Anne the year before and an attraction between them developed too. It seemed that hanky-panky for four was in order in this venue too.
As it turned out, Bobby was seriously ill. He had developed a cancerous tumor in his lung and was undergoing treatment for it. According to Michelin, the prognosis was good but she wanted to postpone the trip until he was better. I understood.
I don't remember exactly how it happened, but Eric and Luke had made a deal for Eric and Anne to visit us at our home rather than in Paris. That all happened before I knew Bobby was sick. When I learned of Bobby's illness, I assumed that we would have them cancel their trip, but Luke said that we didn't have to do that. He let me make that decision. It took a couple of days, but in the end, I decided that one thing shouldn't affect the other. We didn't cancel. They planned to come the first week in May.
April seemed to be so very long. Luke and I stayed horny and fucked like bunny rabbits at least several times a week.
I got butterflies in my tummy every time I thought about Eric. I could see him clearly in my mind's eye. He was so beautiful. I had never seen him naked. When I dreamed of him he was always dressed in shinning medieval armor. I had nicknamed him Sir Lancelot the first night I met him. I wanted to see, touch, and hold his naked body. I tried to imagine him that way.
One morning, Luke had left for work. I got naked and crawled back into my bed. I closed my eyes and daydreamed about Lancelot. The butterflies came and subconsciously I slipped a finger down to caress my erect clitoris. In my mind, I was dancing with him in the pub where I had first met him. I could feel his hard cock press against my belly. That had really happened. I remembered thinking that he was smuggling a fence post in his pants. I brought myself off easily. I had such a sweet orgasm. I thought, "Thank you, Lancelot." I allowed myself a short nap. He was naked in my dream for the first time. It wasn't a fence post.
The very next time that I was home alone, I let my fantasies of him escalate. I lay naked in my bed daydreaming again. This time, I was rubbing the length of my favorite dildo across my nipples. I slipped the head into my mouth and sucked it. In my mind, Eric was holding my head and fucking my mouth. I slid the thing in and out as if he were doing it.
I touched my clitoris and mini orgasms bounced around inside me. I slipped the fake cock inside and let it touch my G-spot as I fucked myself with it. In my mind, Eric kissed me and squeezed one of my tits. My cunt was sloppy wet. I squeezed the fake cock as hard as I could. I made myself very tight. I was so slippery that it still moved easily in and out, in and out. I fucked myself and dreamed of Eric's cock. It was beautiful. I helped him fuck me. I only lasted a minute or two. I came so hard. It was so-o-o good.
I continued to fuck myself slowly. I dreamed about the sweet words he whispered. They excited me. Another orgasm smoldered in me for a while and then it erupted. This one was more serious. My contractions were more powerful and lasted longer. I fucked myself harder as I came. I pretended that Lancelot was cumming with me. The second one is always better.
When Luke got home, I made him a drink and snuggled with him in his chair. We cuddled and talked about his day for a few minutes. The subject of our upcoming guests came up. He told me that he couldn't get any work done because Anne was always on his mind.
I couldn't help myself. I giggled and told him what I had done. He carried me upstairs and fucked me half to death. He pounded me with that magnificent cock of his and said Anne's name while he emptied himself inside me. I called him Lancelot and came harder than I had that morning. It was so-o-o-o-o very good. I love it when Luke fucks me playfully through a fantasy that way. He laughed at me after I quit screaming. I love him. I wanted to be with Eric and I knew I would have fun with him, but Luke is the one I love. Luke is the one that loves me.
I cleaned his cock with my mouth and then let him nap. I got up and made myself sparkly for him. I went to the kitchen and spent most of an hour making a nice dinner for us. Just before everything came together, I woke him. I told him to walk through the shower and that dinner was almost ready.
After we ate, I took him back to bed and enticed him to fuck me again. We had a loving encounter this time that lasted a long time. As is usual, the second time was better.
For some reason, Luke and I had a period of abstinence that lasted a couple of days. I dreamed about Eric. I told myself that I should try to put the brakes on that a bit. I was sitting myself up for disappointment. He couldn't possibly be as pretty in real life as he was in my dreams.
It was after daybreak, but not much. Luke was already up and I assumed he was doing his morning run. I was trying to plan my day. It was a workday for Luke and I had the day off. It was also a house-cleaning day. Maria, my housekeeper, would be here at about ten. We worked together when I was here and we would be finished easily by three or four o'clock.
On the second level of my subconscious, the Eric that I had dreamed about was fucking me. I was unconsciously toying with my clit as I thought about housework. I had a mini. My body squirmed in place as that small wave of pleasure rolled through me. My thighs clamped together and held my hand in place over my pussy. I heard myself moan as I pushed the proper buttons and let myself have another one.
I forced myself back to reality. I spoke to myself aloud. I said, "Stop it, Linda."
I threw the covers off me and padded into my bathroom for my morning ablutions. I was in my robe, sitting at my vanity and drying my hair when Luke returned. He walked up behind me and took the blow dryer out of my hand. He finished that chore for me. He enjoys pampering me.
When he was finished, He laid the dryer on the countertop and kissed my neck just above my shoulder. He said, "Make some breakfast for me while I clean up. I'm running just a bit late." He went into the bathroom and shut the door. That meant he didn't want me to go in.
I brushed out my hair and put it up in a simple ponytail with a rubber band. I looked up into the mirror. Lancelot was standing behind me. He had his cock in his hand. He was showing it to me. He was proud of it. I was daydreaming again. I wanted it inside my body and I didn't care how it got there. I felt a sweet tingle in my twat.
Again, I made myself snap out of it. I dressed in my work clothes. I chose a loose pair of shorts and a T-shirt that said, "The World's Happiest Housewife," on it. I never wore underwear when I wasn't going to leave the house. I slipped on a pair of walking shoes and went to the kitchen.
Twenty minutes later, Luke showed up. His breakfast was ready. I had made ham and eggs with trimmings for him. I sat across the counter and had a cup of coffee with him while he ate. He was late and in a hurry.
I walked out to his truck with him. He held me and kissed me. I thought, "Oh God, I am horny." I almost asked him to skip work and stay home with me. He can get away with that. He is the boss. Sometimes he will do it if I ask him to. We could just stay in bed all day and fuck like little monkeys.
I remembered that Maria was coming. I let him get into his truck and drive away.
Maria showed up a little early. That is not unusual for her. It was at about nine-thirty. We sat at the kitchen island and had a Coke together before we went to work. I told her of our upcoming visit with the Littletons. I told her that they were friends we had met in Scotland. I said, "They have never been to the States before. They are planning to spend five or six days with us and then go on a sightseeing tour." I said, "They will be here the first week in May. You can have that week off, but I want us to have everything "Spic & Span" before they arrive.
She said, "Si. The week before they come, I will wash the windows and clean the carpets on the days that you go to your office. Everything else will be easy. Everything will be perfect." She paused and then asked, "Should I plan to cook for your guest. I could make a real Mexican dinner for them one evening."
I said, "Don't plan on that. Their itinerary is full. You should plan to have that week for yourself. It will make up for the extra work you will have to do before they get here."
She replied, "Si, but if you change your mind you must call me. I will be available."
I said, "Thanks, Maria. Let's go to work."
We worked like little beavers. We were a good team. We worked together quite often. We stopped about one and had sandwiches. We had everything buttoned up by a few minutes after three. I wanted Maria to go home. I had been thinking about Eric all day and I needed some sexual relief. I had thought about how to get it. I knew that a quick clitty tickle wouldn't be enough. I had a plan.
I said, "We did very well. That is enough for today. Luke will be home in a couple of hours. I want to make a quick dinner for him and I need to clean up and get dressed. We are going to Ted's Place this evening. All that of course, was bullshit, but it worked. Maria went home.
It was almost three-thirty. I counted on my fingers. It would be early evening in Scotland. I wanted to call Eric and have phone sex with him. The only thing I hadn't decided was whether I was going to tell him or not. I was so hot that his accent alone would give me an orgasm if he were only reading the dictionary. I went upstairs and shed my clothing. I placed the telephone in the middle of my bed and laid my favorite toy cock next to it.
I found Eric's phone number in Luke's Rolodex. I thought, "Luke will be home in a couple of hours. Maybe I should save this fire in my belly for him." Then I thought, "I'll fuck him too when he gets here." Pussy juice was dripping out of me. I felt so naughty.
Anne answered the phone. She said, "Littleton residence, Anne here."
I replied, "Hello, Anne. How are you?" I licked the head of my rubber dong.
Anne recognized my voice. She said, "Linda?" I detected some anxiety in her voice. She asked, "Is everything alright?"
I answered, "Yes, everything is fine. I just had the urge to talk with your brother for a few minutes. I am getting so excited about your visit." I giggled and said, "Luke is too. We can't wait."
She replied, "Oh, I am too, Linda." She paused and said, "Eric just sits around dreaming of you." She went on, "I can't believe this is happening. It doesn't seem real to me. Are you really going to allow me to sleep with your beautiful husband?"
I giggled and answered, "I doubt that there will be much sleeping, Sweetheart. Is Eric available?"
"Oh," she said, "I am so sorry. He is here. Hold and I will find him for you." I heard the click when she laid her receiver down.
I rubbed the head of my toy up and down the length of my slit and let it linger at the top where my nub was. I licked some of the strawberry flavored pussy juice off it. I wanted just enough to have the taste in my mouth.
Eric said, "Hello, pretty girl. I have been thinking of you." His voice and his accent were just as I thought they would be. I slid the dildo right up inside myself. I squeezed it hard, stroked myself twice and then let it rest in my deepest place. I felt like a very hard cock. It filled my cavity. It fit perfectly. My friend Barb had it especially made for me as a special gift. It was modeled after Luke. I was on the verge of orgasm already.
I didn't have to make a decision about telling Eric. The words gushed out of my mouth on their own. I said, "I have been dreaming about you all day. I am at home alone. I am about to cum. Help me cum, Eric."
He rose to the occasion. He said, "Oh, Linda. Let it happen. Imagine that I am thrusting into your sweet pussy as powerfully as I want to."
I lost the ability to speak. My ragged breathing and my moans illustrated my condition to him. I thrust the toy completely inside me and then drew it out. I felt my orgasm coming from somewhere deep inside of me, but I couldn't quite make it happen. There were no minis. I was just hanging on the edge. I wanted to cum. It wouldn't happen. This was not going as I had planned.
Eric kept talking. He said, "Can you feel it? My cock is deep inside you. I am fucking you hard. My strokes are long and powerful. They are going to the hot wet depths in your middle. My cock is hard like marble and hot like lava. You are helpless as I fuck you. You are not strong enough to resist. I am holding you down. I am fucking you violently. I am hurting you but only a little."
Now I was thrusting to meet his onslaught as I fucked myself with my toy. In my mind, my Lancelot was fucking me. I was Guinevere, the Queen, and the King didn't know. I knew that part of the story. I didn't have a hall pass from the King. I was being terribly naughty.
Eric said, "We have no protection. You will be pregnant. I am filling you with my potent seed."
I tumbled over the edge. My contractions were so violent they hurt. I felt like I had pulled a muscle or two. I screamed. There was no one to hear me except Lancelot. He was six thousand miles away. I kept fucking myself and I kept cumming. I hoped that it would never end, but of course, it did.
My groans and screams were soon replaced by the coos and whimpers that come with satisfaction. I didn't pull Eric's cock out of me. I held it completely inside me and let my happy cunt slowly milk it for another minute. I wanted all of his essence. I wanted his child to grow in my belly and I knew one other thing. I would find a way to do this again.
Eric could tell by the sounds that I made when it was over for me. He was quiet and gave me time to recover.
I took the time for some private thoughts. I thought about the times in the past two years when I had masturbated while dreaming about my Lancelot. It had happened more than once. I giggled to myself. It had happened a lot more than once. I thought about the night that I met Lancelot. I pretended I was with him while Bobby was fucking me. I did the same thing when I was with Luke several times. Lancelot had never known about any of these things. He had definitely never been a part of it before. It had always been wonderful but never as good as this. I wondered what his cock would be like. I knew that it would be different from anything I had ever experienced. I had come to believe that in the entire world, no two of them are alike.
I felt a twinge of new arousal. I could have another one if Eric would help me. I thought, "No, girl. Save the next one for your husband."
Eric asked, "Are you okay, Linda?"
I answered, "I am fine my sweet rake. Did you enjoy yourself with me?"
He replied with a chuckle, "I did enjoy the experience. It was a bit quick for me though. It lasted less than ten minutes."
I got the picture. I asked, "Are you hard?"
He answered, "Hard like marble and hot like lava." He chuckled.
I asked, "Are you stroking yourself?"
He replied, "Certainly."
I slowly began to move my dildo in and out of my sloppy wet cunt.
I said, "Make yourself comfortable and close your eyes." I hesitated and said, "Picture this. The head of your cock is slipping into my mouth. My lips close and make a seal around your shaft. My tongue washes and caresses you. I make you wet and then I suck you gently. We let this go on until you want more. That time will come quickly.
He whispered, "Yes, Yes, I can picture it and I can feel it." I drew a sweet moan out of him. He said, "M-m-m-m-m." He said, "I do want more."
I said, "Fuck my face, Eric. Go slow and be gentle. Claim just a bit more penetration as you think you can. I am sucking and teasing you. Hear me promise to make it good for you. I will make it good. Fuck me deeper. I can take it all, you know. Watch more of your cock disappear into my face. Fuck me deeper."
He whispered, "I am fucking you deeper. I am going in almost to the top of your throat. I am fucking you with a rhythm now. This is so good. M-m-m-m-m"
I continued to fuck myself with my toy. I said, "Yes, Eric. That is right. Now you can fuck me all the way to the top of my throat. Count the strokes. Twenty slow long strokes to the top of my throat."
He began to count, "One--two--three."
I said, "I'm sucking you harder now. I am very good at this. At stroke twenty, I want you to slide right down my throat. I want you to bury your sweet cock completely in me. I want to press my face in your belly and have your cock's root in my mouth."
He said, "Eleven--twelve."
My arousal was demanding more of my attention. I was fucking myself to the cadence that he was counting. I whispered, "I can't wait. I want you to throat fuck me. After the first stroke, you can fuck me as hard and as fast as you want. I can hold my breath for a long time. I want you to cum for me. Cum deep in my throat or cum in my mouth if that pleases you. I know I will love the taste of your cum."
He said, "Eighteen--nineteen." There was a short pause. He said, "I can feel my prick reaching down for your stomach. Your face is tight against my belly. I'm going to fuck you faster. I am very near completion. I'm watching my cock withdraw. It glistens with a coating of your saliva. The whole shaft comes out and when I see the first sign of the crown I am thrusting forward to the hilt. This is so nice."
I said, "Yes, Eric. Cum for me. Cum for me right now. I want your cum inside me."
An unintelligible sound came over the phone. Eric whispered, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming." He went silent and all I could hear was his ragged gasps for air.
I continued to fuck myself right through my second orgasm. It was so very good, but I remained quiet and allowed it to get lost in Eric's frenzy. He didn't know it happened. I thought, "That's the one I was saving for Luke. I thought for a moment, "I will find another one for him."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I could hear the mechanical sounds of Eric fucking his fist. He was not being gentle with his poor monkey. I giggled, but not loud enough for him to hear.

Eric recovered enough to talk to me. He said, "Damn, that was fun." He asked, "Sweet Girl, are you that good in real life?"
I giggled and replied, "You can be the judge of that. I can hardly wait. I want to suck your cock and I'm going to."
He said, "I can't wait either. I plan to give you the opportunity when I see you. Then I will make you scream again." He paused and asked, "We have two more weeks. Are we going to do this again before then?"
I giggled and said, "Well. I didn't throw your phone number away."
He laughed and said, "Call me anytime." He paused and said, "I have made a mess here. I need to clean it up before someone comes to this room."
I said, "Eric, Lancelot, my sweet rake, I plan on falling in love with you for the week that you are here with me."
He said, "I have been in love with you for the past two years."
Those were nice words, but I knew bullshit when I heard it. I giggled to myself and wondered how many pretty girls he had been with in those two years while he loved me. He is a rake.
We kissed goodbye. I hurried to wash my play toy and put it away before I made myself sparkly for Luke.
Half an hour later, I was in the kitchen when the front gate chime went off. I looked at the monitor. It was Luke. I made a drink for him and poured myself a glass of wine. I watched through the window as he parked his truck. A butterfly fluttered in my stomach. I was trying to decide if I should tell him about my adventure today. There are things that he prefers not to know. Sometimes it is hard for me to know what those things are. I had been in this situation before. I didn't like it but I would handle it.
Luke came through the door. I went to him and hugged him. He held me and kissed me. I always feel such strength in him when he holds me this way. I got a more powerful adrenalin rush this time. The butterfly in my stomach was a lot stronger. My afternoon's adventure was still affecting me. I wanted to suck Luke's dick the way I had described the act to my sweet rake.
I knew that he would rather have my pussy. I am always submissive to him. I knew he would have his way. The bulge in his pants told me that he was going to have his way soon. That was okay with me. I had a private giggle inside.
I wished that he would throw me down on the floor and force-fuck me. He has done that in the past. He is so powerful. I feel absolutely helpless when he manhandles me that way. I love it. I have an axiom that I live by in my sexual encounters. When a powerful man has access to you and wants you enough to use force, you must submit. You must enjoy yourself and draw as much pleasure from the experience as you can. That is always a lot for me. The other side of that coin is, if I don't intend to fuck the guy, I don't give him access. I have never been bangd. I have had some bang dreams and fantasies. Generally, I enjoy them. I've never been force-fucked by anyone that I didn't want to have me. You can't bang the willing.
I wondered if I was feeling a bit guilty about this afternoon. I wondered for a moment if I had cheated with Eric. I dismissed that thought out of hand. I knew that I hadn't. Luke once had a similar experience with one of his lovers. (Liz Zimmerman to be exact) After the act, he felt guilty. He brought his guilt directly home and laid it at my feet. He thought that I would think he cheated. It wasn't so. He didn't have a formal hall pass, but I had given my consent for him to be with her. Further, we agreed that if you can't physically touch each other you couldn't cheat. Therefore, you can't cheat by phone.
In my case, I do have a formal pass to be with Eric. Luke gave it to me a year ago but it doesn't have an expiration date. It is in my possession. Moreover, Luke is certainly aware that I am going to fuck Eric at my first opportunity and I do have his consent. I didn't cheat. The fact is, I do feel a bit guilty anyway. If nothing else, I did jump the gun by a couple of weeks. I felt a twinge of excitement in my belly. I thought that I might jump the gun again. I thought, "Maybe I need a spanking." I giggled inside again. I like to feel naughty sometimes.
Luke had one sip out of his drink. He looked at me and I could see the lust in his eyes. He hadn't had sex in almost three days. He turned his glass up and drank the rest of his whiskey right down. He said, "Let's go upstairs and crawl in bed together."
We raced up the stairs. He always lets me win. I think he likes to watch my ass as I run. He ate my pussy to orgasm twice before he fucked me more conventionally. We fucked for a long time and used several positions. We both enjoyed every minute of it. Finally, he fucked me doggy style. He knows how much that excites me. We shared a climax. Mine was soft and sweet. His was more lustful. I opened my body completely to him and submitted to him while he fucked me very hard for the last minute of the encounter. It hurt a bit deep inside. He is so good to me.
Later during our cuddle time, the question came up. He asked, "What did you do today?"
First, I told him about working with Maria. Actually, I was giving myself time to think of the best way to tell him about my phone call. In the end, I just told him. I said, "I daydreamed about Eric all day. After Maria left, I called him and we had phone sex."
I felt Luke stiffen the slightest bit. I thought he was going to be angry with me, but then I felt his body relax. He said, "Tell me about it." I began my narrative, but he stopped me. He said, "I want you to be much more explicit. Tell me the whole thing just as it happened. I mean up to and including what you said to each other and what the outcome was." I told him. I spent half an hour telling him. That was longer than my phone call. I was explicit.
When I was finished, he lay there quietly, just for a moment. He took my hand and wrapped my fingers around his cock. He had a raging hard-on. He said, "Suck my dick, Linda. Suck it until I cum just the way you sucked his."
His cock was coated in a mixture of his seminal fluids and my pussy juice. Luke is a clean freak, but he has been allowing me to be a bit nasty with him of late. I happily sucked his beautiful cock into my mouth. It tasted good like a well-used cock should. I taunted and teased him every way I knew how. I sucked him right down my throat and buried my face in the pubic hair around the base of his cock.
He began to throat fuck me with some enthusiasm. He was trying to cum. He wasn't trying to punish me. He just wanted to cum in my mouth. That was such a rare occurrence. I wanted to make it good for him. I tried harder. I had emptied him an hour earlier. I knew that it would be difficult to generate an orgasm in him but I knew I would get it done.
It took forever, but finally, I felt him begin to swell and become even harder. I redoubled my efforts and he came for me. It happened in a series of powerful spasms. His cock pulsed with each one. I held on and helped him throat fuck me. I couldn't breathe at all during his happy ending. He knew it. He pulled away from me as soon as he was finished. I was extremely proud of myself. I giggled inside as I gasped for air.
I snuggled up close to him and he held me. We lay quietly as we recovered. He was almost as used up as I was.
At length, he kissed my forehead and said, "Yeah, your Lancelot will enjoy that." He chuckled.
I smacked him on the chest, but then I cuddled close to him and said, "I love you, Luke."
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The last two weeks of our wait went by at a snail's pace. Finally, we were waiting at the baggage carousel where we were supposed to meet our guests. Their airplane had been one of the big Boeings. The baggage claim area was crowded with people and getting worse. I was afraid we would miss them. Luke was taller and could see over most of the people, but I was at a disadvantage. It was as if I was in a forest and couldn't see shit for the trees.
I was excited like a five-year-old at Christmas time. I knew my Lancelot was in this room. I just had to find him. My sexual arousal was a physical thing that had possession of me. Butterflies fluttered in my tummy. My pussy was wet to the point that I was leaking a little bit. I had no underwear. A few drops of my juices tickled me as they trickled down my inner thigh. I was on the verge of spontaneous orgasm. That wasn't especially new to me. Once while having lunch with a friend at a shopping mall, I shared a flirt or two with a most beautiful older gentleman from across the room. All he did was smile at me and I came all over myself. Sometimes when he knows that I am excited, Luke makes me cum that way in public. I think that he does it on purpose.
The crowd parted for an instant and there he was. My God, he was beautiful. My wait was over. We weren't ten feet apart. My Kegel muscles flexed. If Luke had known, he would have said that my pussy was snapping. What was really happening was I was having that involuntary orgasm. It wasn't a mini. I was cumming in a soft and controllable way. I dropped Luke's hand and forced my way through the people that separated me from my Lancelot. I jumped into his arms and kissed him.
I had knocked Eric slightly off balance but he recovered easily and gathered me into his strong arms. He squeezed the breath out of me as he held me and returned my kiss. The powerful embrace of this young alpha male was just as I remembered from the first time he had kissed me two years earlier. I stood on the toes of one foot and wrapped my other leg around him. It was as if we were alone in that room crowded with bustling people. I pressed my pussy against his thigh and had a very nice second orgasm. I just let myself cum while he held me. His tongue was like candy in my mouth. I couldn't wait to have this man's cock inside me. My snapping cunt was begging for something to grab on to.
I began to come down from my high. I put my feet back on the floor and nuzzled into Eric's chest. He held me close giving me a moment to recover. He had known that I was having an orgasm. I wondered how many other women had reacted to him as I had. I can't seem to get the word "Rake" out of my head.
It was warm and he hadn't bathed in several hours. His scent was masculine and it must have been saturated with pheromones. I was becoming aroused again. I forced myself to step away from him. He let me go but he held my hand until he was sure that I was stable on my feet. I heard him speak to Luke about one of Anne's bags. Then he said something about offering a trade. I think he might have been talking about Anne and me. I tried to regain control of myself and then I tried to help with the luggage. I carried one of Anne's smaller bags to the car.
Anne and I walked together. We sat her bags down beside the car and stepped to the side while the men loaded everything.
I said to Anne, "They are a matched pair. Aren't they beautiful?"
She answered, "I hadn't noticed, Linda. I have only had eyes for your Luke. He is beautiful." She paused and said, "You would hate me if you knew how I want him."
I kissed her cheek and whispered, "I would hate you if you didn't want him. Have fun while you can because he will come back to me."
She replied, "I know. You are so lucky." She moved away. She and Eric removed their jackets and Luke stowed them in the trunk. I herded Eric into the back seat. I couldn't wait to be alone with him.
Anne and I had been introduced a year ago, but we had become friends only in the last month. We became close as we shared secrets over the phone.
Luke and I had checked into our favorite upscale motel earlier in the day. We rented a two-bedroom suite. It took fifteen minutes to drive there from the airport. We carried in the bags that Eric and Anne would need for the night and I took Eric straight to our bedroom. I couldn't wait any longer. I had prepared the room earlier. The light was right, the air-conditioning was right and the covers on the king-sized bed were turned back.
We raced to get naked. I won so I dropped to my knees to help Eric out of his trousers. His pants fell away when I loosened them, but I had to strip his underwear and socks off him. I let my hands caress the powerful muscles in his shapely legs. When I raised back up his prick was as hard as rock and bobbing before my face. It was no fence post, but it was one beautiful cock. In proportion and detail, it appeared to be perfect. I wanted it. I wanted him to be looking into my eyes when I sucked it into my mouth for the first time. I looked up into his face as I took it in my hands.
I admired his young body on the way. He was at least as pretty as I had imagined. There was well-shaped and well-defined muscle from the base of his cock up his belly and chest. His shoulders and arms were magnificent. The chiseled features of his handsome face held me captive for a few seconds. I thought, "He looks like Michelangelo's David, except his dick is bigger. I giggled privately.
He held my face in his hands and touched the tip of his cock to my lips. I locked eyes with him. I licked him and breathed his manly scent deep into my lungs. Butterflies fluttered. I savored the taste of him as I sucked his little head into my mouth. He made a shuddering sound and began to fuck me slowly. My pussy was both snapping and leaking. I had to have him. I allowed him to fuck my face for a minute or so. I sucked and teased him. I let him slide down into my throat for a few strokes. I needed to do that just to be sure I could. He was so hard.
I backed away and looked back up into his eyes. He knew what I needed. He physically picked me up and carried me to the bed. He laid me down in the middle of the bed. He crawled up on top of me and forcefully stuffed his beautiful prick to the hilt into my wet snapping pussy. I thought, "That's exactly the way Bobby would have entered me." I squeezed and milked him with my cunt. That initial assault was wonderful. I opened myself and submitted to him completely. He understood. He kissed me and fucked me. I helped him. I purred for him and met his every thrust. I made my hips rotate under him. My pussy's motion described a small orbit around his cock as he moved in and out of me.
His thrusts were long and powerful. He filled me perfectly and then stretched me a bit when he forced himself completely inside. He might have been a little bigger than Luke or a bit smaller. I couldn't tell. It didn't make any difference. We fit together perfectly. He fucked me that first time as if he owned me. I made a display of my submissive nature. He knew exactly what he was doing. There was no way he could have given me greater pleasure. I could feel my heart flutter. I thought I might die.
I came suddenly, without warning and very hard. I had been right on the edge when we came into the room. I experienced the fireworks that I had been longing for. My orgasm overwhelmed me. I not only saw the stars, I saw millions of faraway galaxies. Eric helped me through it. He kept fucking me with what had to be practiced precision. He touched all my sweet spots. It was a most perfect fuck. I tried to keep up but I couldn't. I came to a point where I no longer had any control. My body collapsed under him. I became a mass of quivering jelly in the throes of this wonderful climax. He continued to fuck me with great strength and enthusiasm. I passed out.
I must have only been out for a little while. My mind began to function. I was still being fucked. Mentally, I snapped to attention. I felt this wonderful cock moving in and out of me. It would pause deep in my belly and linger there. I could feel its movements inside me. It felt so good. My arousal returned as if it had never left. Maybe it hadn't.
I locked my ankles in the small of his back. I drew his face to mine and kissed him. I matched his rhythm and helped him fuck me. I whimpered in his ear and begged him to cum in my hungry cunt. He fucked me harder. I begged him to hurt me. He fucked me deeper.
I whispered, "I'm cumming, Lancelot."
I felt his cock swell and throb at the bottom of each stroke.
He whispered, "Here, Linda. I've wanted to have you this way for so long. I'm filling you with hot cum. Can you feel it?"
I replied, "Yes, yes, I feel the throb of your cock and the beat of your heart inside me."
His words made me feel warm in the middle. My orgasm went on and on but it seemed to be controlled by him. His lustful need for my body radiated from him. He pumped one powerful stream of cum after another deep into my belly. He was drawing his pleasure from me but he wasn't selfish about it. He had the control and the skill to continue to enhance my orgasm. He helped me cum with him and even for a time after he was finished. His stamina was unbelievable. He continued to fuck me with undiminished strength.
I collapsed and lay still under him. He let his weight rest on me. He was still hard and deep inside me. I squeezed and milked him but more gently now. I felt his tongue find its way into my mouth. He thrust gently into me in a more leisurely manner. We continued this way until his erection began to subside. I was having my baby orgasms through the whole process. I hadn't had any earlier. He knew he was still generating pleasure for me. That seemed to spur him on.
His erection never completely went away. He stayed stiff enough to move in and out of me and then the unbelievable happened. In just a few minutes, I felt his sumptuous cock begin to swell and harden. In another minute or two, he was very close to full staff and his thrusts became progressively more energetic. He was finding his way to my deepest most secret place again and again. I thought, "No man can recover that quickly." I kicked that thought out of my mind and just accepted the pleasure he was giving me.
I heard involuntary whimpers and coos coming from deep within me. My body was humming in concert with the baby orgasms that slithered through me one after the other.
Butterflies came back to my tummy. Without my will, I felt my body wrap itself around the sweet young stud muffin that was fucking me so well. His slow but authoritative strokes generated a fog of euphoria to surround me. Both of my arms were around his neck. I drew him to me and kissed him forcefully. My legs lifted from the bed and encircled him in a powerful embrace. Energy that I didn't know I possessed welled up out of me. My pussy squeezed him and tried to suck him deeper into my body. I eagerly accepted his efforts and zealously returned each of his thrusts. His hard cock became the center of this girl's world.
I wasn't going to have a big one any time soon and I knew he wasn't either. We were just enjoying ourselves as we fucked each other. I was in a place that I hadn't been in for many years. Luke used to fuck me this way before we became too accustomed to each other. I thought, "I think that this is what I was looking for when we started swinging." I fucked Eric a bit harder. He was holding one of my breasts in his hand and sucking the other one. My pussy tingled as I had another baby one.
I whispered to him, "Fuck me this way all night, Eric. I will love you forever."
He replied, "I will always love you anyway."
I told him I wanted to be on top. He helped me roll us over. I drew my knees up beside him and sat upright. I supported my upper body by placing my hands on his massive chest. I told him to lie still. I wanted to give him some rest. I fucked him with a rolling and pitching motion of my hips. I rode his sweet cock as if I were a little girl on a teeter-totter. I was about to make a request that would require some extra effort on his part. I wanted to be doggy fucked.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

His fascination with my boobs might have been an obsession. He held them and massaged them. He would rise, kiss them, and suck my nipples. His beautiful eyes flirted with me while I fucked him. I set up a rhythm that I could maintain and fucked him for a long time. My baby orgasms slowed in frequency but I could still make myself have one when I thought about it. He could make me have one when I wasn't thinking about it. He did occasionally. He was having fun with me. I giggled. I was having more fun with him. I had a constant tingle in my pussy the whole time. I don't know how he did it but his cock stayed rock hard through the whole experience.

I fucked him until I was tired of fucking him. I whispered, "Doggy fuck me. I will cum for you."
I assumed the position. I was on my hands and knees. My pussy was a presentation to Eric. He rose behind me and I felt his fascinating cock slide into my body. He held my hips in his hands and began to stroke me. I lowered my chest to the bed and buried my face in a soft pillow.
Luke fucks me this way. He knows how much I love it and how to make it good for me. I usually allow my mind to slip off into a private dream world for a few minutes. Luke fucks me slowly with long strokes during this time. I go right to the edge of orgasm and linger there. When I am ready, I ask him to fuck me harder and he brings me to orgasm in his own masterful way.
Eric didn't know any of this. I did manage to let myself slip into my dream state but it was only for a few seconds. I snapped abruptly back into the real world. Eric was pounding me and I was cumming violently. I heard someone screaming and it took several seconds for me to realize that it was me. My knees wouldn't hold me up. Eric used his great strength to hold me in place and he fucked me hard right through my orgasm.
I felt those wonderful pulses in his member that let me know he was cumming. His spasms were powerful even though he was almost dry. A mixture of our juices leaked from me and dribbled down my leg. I squeezed him with my pussy and tried to stem the flow. He fucked me harder. A second orgasm wrapped me in ecstasy. Again, it was better than the first one. I screamed again. Eric fucked me right through this one too. I felt helpless in his embrace. I wanted to help him cum, but I couldn't. He held my limp body in position and fucked me until he knew that it was over for me. He allowed me to collapse onto the bed, lay beside me, and gathered me into his powerful arms. He held me while I recovered.
We snuggled close together and he drew the covers over us when we had cooled enough. We spooned together and cuddled for most of an hour. I wiggled my butt to let Eric know I was awake. I had slept some, I think.
Eric held me a bit tighter and asked, "Are you alright?"
I giggled and wiggled for him again. I answered, "I feel as though I was run over by a truck, but I'm okay. Truthfully, I could already feel some soreness.
He chuckled and whispered, "Tell me when you are ready. That same truck intends to run you over again."
I rolled over in his arms and kissed him. His finger found my love button during the kiss. I purred for him and replied, "I'll look forward to it, but I'm hungry."
He said, "Me too. I want to eat your pussy."
I giggled and whispered, "Let's make Luke take us to dinner." I used the intercom feature on the telephone and called Luke's room. He answered, but I didn't want to talk to him. Eric was holding one of my boobs and nibbling on an ear lobe. Eric's cum was leaking out of Luke's wife's nasty cunt. I asked for Anne.
I told her that Luke was going to take us to dinner and that I was going to wear comfortably loose shorts, a light blouse, and comfortable shoes. I said, "You will need loose shorts so that Luke can get his hand in them if he needs too." She giggled. I told her that we would be ready in an hour or so.
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I'm sure that Luke has told you the story from here. We took Anne to see Dealey Plaza. That is the place where President Kennedy was shot. It was only a few minutes out of the way. We had dinner and came back to the motel.
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The flirts and comments we shared through dinner had me anxious to be alone with Eric once more. As soon as we got back to the motel, He wasted no time at all. He took me by the hand and led me down the hall toward our room. His dominant attitude excited me, but I did manage to look back at Luke. I made sure that he saw me holding the pendant that he had given me. He winked at me.
By the time Eric and I were behind closed doors, I was excited as if we hadn't had sex earlier. He wanted to undress me and the only way I helped was to kick my shoes off. He unbuttoned my blouse and helped it slide off my shoulders and down my arms to the floor. The shorts that I wore were even easier. There was no bra or panties.
Eric licked my nipples and puffed air on them. They became stiff and stood proud. He sucked them into his mouth one after the other. My pussy tingled and my butterflies came to life. I felt like a shy collegegirl in this man's presence. He took me to the bed, which was mussed from our previous antics and laid me down. He lay on top of me and kissed me. He caressed my boobs and teased the nipples between a thumb and finger. He was still wearing his clothes but it didn't seem to matter to him.
He licked and kissed his way down my body. It took him longer than I wanted it to, but it was so nice. He made sweet little thrills happened for me all along the way. My selfish cunt started to snap and my first baby orgasm happened. As that little jolt of pleasure fluttered through me, he sucked my engorged clitoris into his mouth. He held me in place and tortured me with his teeth and his tongue. To him, I must have felt like a bomb going off. I exploded right in his face. I became unaware of anything around me. I didn't know where I was or who I was for that matter. Nothing existed in my world except my orgasm. It overwhelmed and consumed me. I held his head in my hands and thrust my pussy violently into his face. I continued to hold him and fuck him with a rocking motion. He helped me. I heard myself scream. I tried, but I couldn't make it last forever.
It ended far too soon. I was a pool of quivering jelly in the middle of the bed. I felt him lick and suck me. This sweet stimulation would cause me to jerk and I would have another of my little ones. I thought, "Rake." I did calm down after a while.
Lancelot stood and began removing his clothes. He didn't know but I watched through a barely cracked eyelid. It was like a private show for me as his beautiful body became visible to me in increments. My pussy snapped once and a small tremor moved through me.
He lay down beside me and gathered me into his arms. He held me and gave me the time that I needed for my heavy breathing and my heart rate to return to normal. We lay there together and he touched me in magical ways. My body responded to him beyond my will. I cooed and purred for him.
At length, he said, "I hope you enjoyed that, pretty girl."
I wiggled closer to him and purred. I didn't have energy for anything more.
He asked, "Shall we do it again?"
I whispered, "Oh, hell no, not now. Hold me. I need some cuddle time."
He chuckled as he helped me snuggle closer to him. He pulled our blankets over us when he felt me shiver in the cool air." I kissed him. The kiss wasn't just mechanical. It carried some emotion with it. I made him understand. I made him know that I wanted something more of him than just being fucked like a rag-doll. I rolled over in his arms and snuggled into a spoon with him. He held me just as I wanted him to.
The strength in his young beautiful body enveloped me. It excited me. I felt his cock pressed against my bottom. He was still hard. He had just given me one of the best orgasms of my life and I hadn't given him anything in return. I felt a twitch in my cunt. I recognized it for what it was. It was the beginning of the new arousal growing in me. I was reacting to the guilt I was feeling. I wanted to help him cum. I needed to return the pleasure that he had given me.
He put his arm around me and his hand came to rest on my tit. I purred. I put my hand on top of his and helped him squeeze. I wiggled my ass against him. I cooed.
He whispered, "Cuddle time with you is very nice."
I giggled. The twitch in my pussy turned into a tingle. I reached behind me and wrapped my fingers around the hard thing I found there. It moved in my hand. That sent a thrill through me. My Kegel muscles flexed and a few drops of my excess pussy juice squirted out of me. It was time to do something about this.
I turned over in his arms and rolled him to his back. I rose to my knees between his legs and bent over him I stroked his cock with my hand and helped it find its way into my mouth. I sucked him and rolled my tongue around him. I continued to stroke his shaft with one hand and a bit later, I rolled his balls together in their sack with the other. I felt him catch his breath and hold my face in his hands. He pushed his cock to the top of my throat and then deeper. I helped him to fuck me slowly for the next few minutes. Sweet moans and Gaelic swear words came out of him. I hummed for him. He fucked me a bit deeper and groaned.
Initially, I had wanted to help him cum this way, but then, I became selfish again. I couldn't help myself. I pulled away from him. His cock slipped out of my mouth, slapped his belly, and lay there. I crawled up his body and my clit came to rest on it. I put some weight on it and dry fucked him while I kissed him. He grabbed my ass in both hands and slid his sweet prick up and down against my love button. I consciously savored the pleasure from the baby orgasm that slithered like a snake through my belly.
I purred and whispered, "I need your gorgeous cock. Fuck my sloppy wet cunt with it. Fuck me hard. I want you to cum deep in my belly as quickly as you can." Another little one came to me.
He didn't answer me verbally. He rolled us over. I spread my legs wide and opened myself to receive him. He held me in place with the weight of his body. We kissed. We shared emotion with this one. He rose off me and our eyes locked. He forcefully penetrated me. I was sure that my eyes got very big and I know my jaw dropped. He smiled at me. He filled my pussy completely and then shoved the last bit of his cock inside. It stretched me just right. God, it felt so fuckin' good.
He stroked me one time and then came to rest at the limit of his reach. He lay back down on me crushing me deep into the soft bed. We shared another sweet kiss. This one was full of emotion. I decided that I would allow myself to be in love with him for the few days that we would have together. My hungry selfish cunt grabbed him and held him. I made myself so very tight for him.
He fucked me hard while he held me and kissed me through the whole thing. Emotion is a prime ingredient of good sex. When you add it into the mix, things get exponentially better. We didn't last two minutes. I felt the incredible power in the throb of his luscious cock as he began to empty himself. I exploded. I know my screams startled him, but he just held me tighter and fucked me harder. He was using my small female body for his own pleasure. He filled me with his cum. I was so proud of myself. I was even more proud of him. I thought, "Rake." My orgasm ran its course as he fucked me. I thought, "Heaven is on Earth."
I went away to my dream world for a bit. It was only for a moment or two because when I came back I was still having little ones and my body was still shaking. My Lancelot was still holding me down and fucking me. He was being very gentle and he was beginning to lose his erection. I had one last little one and my body relaxed. I lay still under this fantastic young man. He quit fucking me, but he held me and kissed me. I wanted his kisses. I returned them with all the warmth I could muster..
Strange noises were coming out of me. They were sniffles and weak sobs. I cried quietly. I felt loved and fulfilled under the weight of his body. I thought, "Girl, you are going to be so sore." I giggled through my happy tears.
In a soft whisper, he asked, "Was that our first quickie?"
I snuggled closer and replied, "I don't remember. We might have had one earlier." A moment later, I giggled. I said, "It was a good quickie. It won't be our last one."
He chuckled. He rolled off me and manhandled me back into our spoon. He whispered, "I want to cuddle this time."
I giggled and made myself comfortable in his arms. Things were much as they were before. His cock wasn't as rigid as it had been earlier but it hadn't gone completely flaccid either. I grasped it and held it in my hand. It remained stiff enough that he could still fuck me with it if he had needed to.
I reached back into my memory. I had never been with any man that had Lancelot's, stamina, control, or his ability to recover. I had a scary thought, "Not even Luke." I had another thought, "Girl this man is going to make you very sore. Much more so, than you already are." I didn't care. I knew that I would wantonly submit to him in anything he asked of me. I would gladly suffer any discomfort to give him pleasure. I knew I would actively help him fuck me any way he wanted me. I squeezed his cock in my hand. It moved. He was already becoming stiffer. I thought, "Maybe he isn't human. Maybe a rake is of a different species. Maybe he is from another planet." One of my regular butterflies fluttered inside me.
I enjoyed having my lover hold me for the next few minutes. Our bodies fit together so well. It was as if he knew exactly what I wanted and how to give it to me. We were warm and comfortable together under our covers. I was ready for sleep, but I needed a shower. I wanted to be sparkly for my Lancelot. I whispered my standard instructions to him, "Give me a few minutes, then come wash my back."
He replied, "Not yet sweet girl. I'm not quite finished with you."
I felt a rush and giggled involuntarily. This course of events was far beyond my expectations, but I was definitely up for it. The new want that was growing in me rapidly expanded to a level of need. I did need at least one more little piece of him. I giggled and thought, "I would like to have a lot more." My sore pussy began to tingle.
He reached around me and touched my clit with a wet finger. I wiggled my butt against him. His cock felt firm but not rock hard yet. I knew it was still coated in our combined juices. I wanted to be nasty with him. I decided to suck it. That would make him hard. I wanted him hard. His finger found my entrance and slid inside me. I heard myself purr.
A moment later, I had a feeling of disappointment and emptiness as he removed his finger.
In a whisper, he asked, "Are you always wet?"
I answered in my own whisper. "I will be for you."
I felt his cock slide right up inside my cunt from the rear. It was plenty hard enough for that. I felt so full. I had been fucked this way before, but this was a surprise. It was a very pleasant surprise. A quiet moan came from deep in my chest. He paused and just held me.
In another moment, I realized that he was still in his cuddle mode. He just wanted his dick inside me. I whispered again, "I like the way you cuddle." I could feel him getting bigger and harder. I squeezed him. I wanted him to enjoy the hot wet place that he occupied. I enjoyed having him there.
He chuckled and pushed in a little deeper. I squeezed him with my Kegel muscles. He held me tighter and said, "I like the way you cuddle too."
I let him hold me this way for a few minutes. I would squeeze and milk him every few seconds. My arousal became progressively more urgent. Finally, I couldn't stand it anymore. I heard myself whisper, "Fuck me, Eric. Please fuck me."
He held my hips in place and fucked me. Without pulling out, he maneuvered me into the doggy position. I was on my knees and we were still under the covers. He rose behind me and dragged them off us. His cock was standing tall now. He was still holding me in place and fucking me with a long slow stroke. He had learned that I love this position. He had me bubbling with coos and purrs.
I lowered my chest to the bed and let my head turn sideways where it rested on my pillow. He fucked me. His thrusts were powerful and irresistible. I needed to steer him in the right direction.
I whispered, "Yes, yes, my rake. Fuck me slowly. Make this last a long time. I will tell you when I need more." I stayed with him until I was confident that he was following my directions. I felt him slip into a steady rhythm. The full length of his cock slid in and out of my excited pussy. I selfishly wanted some time in my dream world. I slipped away.
I dreamed. It must have been a sweet dream, but I don't remember it. I remember that I was always aware of Lancelot. He was fucking me just as I had told him to. Much time passed. He fucked me. It seemed as if hours or maybe days went by. The only important thing was his hard cock. He fucked me. I felt my orgasm approach, but I held it back. I wanted to stay in my dream state. I realized after a time, that there was no reason why I couldn't cum while I was dreaming. People have wet dreams.
I heard myself say, "Harder, Lancelot. Fuck me harder. Ecstasy overwhelmed me. I screamed. Eric fucked me harder and then even harder still. I came so violently that it hurt. I must have been very difficult to control, but Eric was very strong. He held me in place and fucked me with his long powerful strokes. I thought, "It must be magic."
I gave myself to him. He would own a piece of me forever. We had been fucking each other all day, but this time I gave myself to him. I remembered that I had promised him that I would the first night I met him. I must have known subconsciously then what he was. I wondered, "Why was this two years in coming?"
As soon as he knew that my orgasm was subsiding, he took what I offered. He pulled out, rolled me over on my back and immediately reinserted his magic wand. I had missed it so much in those few seconds while it was gone. I felt full again. I wrapped my arms and legs around him and helped him fuck me.
He whispered, "Have one more with me, girl. I'm going to go with you and I can make it happen anytime."
I didn't make him wait. I had my second big one right then and my body made him know that it was happening. I enjoyed myself immensely, but at the same time, I maintained a modicum of control. I wanted to make this one special for him. I'm not selfish all of the time.
I brought my Kegel muscles into play. My body automatically synchronized my movements to his. I made him feel like he had a wild woman under him while I had my orgasm. It was easy. I couldn't think of anything except the ways I could satisfy his need for me. I could feel that need in him. His body gave me the hints that I needed to know how to fuck him. I fucked him exactly that way.
He kissed me. This one had more than just emotion in it. It was laced with a passion that I had never experienced before. I could feel the immense power in his cock as he placed what was left of his cum deep in my belly. I used every trick that I knew to make it extra special for him. I must have been successful. He spoke to me in Gaelic. I giggled to myself.
Thus, our first day together ended. I was very sore. I felt as if I had been in a train wreck by this time. I was warm and safe in his arms. He held me and loved me while we slept. I was enveloped and I could feel myself glow with his love. It was different from the love that Luke and I share, but it was real. It was the magical love of a young rake. It lasted four more days, but it was a fleeting and a temporary thing. Still... 
I cherish the memory,

Linda

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Hall Pass Ch. 58 - Little Sister 3

Continued from Ch. 56 - Little Sister 2...
By: LewdLuke
I asked, "Did she disappoint you?"
Eric laughed and said, "Oh, not in the slightest. It is just as you said it would be. I welcome the break. As you said, she is a machine." He said, "Thank you so much for sharing her."
I replied, "Well, thank you for sharing Anne with me."
He laughed and said, "There are no thanks necessary on that account. She doesn't belong to me. She would have come to you if I had told her not to." He paused and shook his head. He looked at me and spoke quietly, "I haven't had any control over that girl since she reached her sixteenth birthday. Truthfully, I didn't have much before then."
I wanted to tell him that I knew something of his incestuous relationship with Anne but I decided not to. Really, I didn't know that much anyway. I figured that she would tell him if she wanted him to know that she had told me. If he wanted to talk about it, he could approach me. I let it go.
I had a more pressing problem running around in my head anyway. I was thinking of what Eric had just said about my Linda. I was also remembering the bout I had with the evil green monster the night before. I had to make something special happen for Linda and me during our coming night together.
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Eric and I drove through the main gate at the ranch about twenty minutes early. I figured that we had beaten the girls home but the garage door was down so I couldn't tell whether Linda's car was there or not. We went into the house through the kitchen door and heard laughing and giggling coming from upstairs.
Linda and Anne came down a minute later. Linda was carrying the bed linen from the blue room.
Linda said, "We changed the sheets and pillowcases in the blue room and the pool house." She giggled and said, "Both beds smelled as if some lucky girl got shagged properly in them." She got a little laugh from each of us.
Linda tossed the soiled sheets into the laundry room hamper and then came to me for a hug. I got one from Anne too. Eric had slipped off to a bathroom so he was left out.
Linda kissed my cheek and whispered, "I'm going to sleep in my bed with my husband tonight." She giggled. She added, "Maybe I'll get shagged properly there."
For Anne's benefit, I replied, "Don't count on it, Sweetheart. Anne has shagged me so properly for the past two days that my Willie is worn to a nub."
Anne came to us and hugged us both. She asked, "Where did you find him, Linda? Does he have a brother?"
Linda laughed and said, "I have a plan. I'm going to give him back to you tomorrow morning but he will be useless by then. She paused and continued, "Then I'm going to spend the next two days shagging your beautiful brother so properly that the girls in Scotland will never let me back into their country."
Eric was standing by the door. He said, "I like the last part of that plan." We all had a laugh. Linda went to him and kissed him.
There was a lull in our banter. Anne asked, "Is there any way I could have a cup of tea?"
Linda said, "Yes Mam, tea for four in five minutes." She took a real teapot from its hanger on the wall. She rinsed it out and then filled it with water and set it on the electric stovetop. She set four mugs, sugar, cream and tea bags on the island. I retrieved teaspoons and the cookie jar.
Anne and Eric sat on the far side together. I excused myself and went to the patio. I took the cover off the older grill and got a charcoal fire going. It was my night to do steaks. Charcoal is so much better for steaks than gas. I have chunk style charcoal made from mesquite wood. It is even better because it burns hotter. I left the newer gas grill covered.
I went back into the kitchen just as Linda was pouring boiling water into the mugs. It had been less than five minutes. We spent the next fifteen minutes having tea and talking about everything but sex.
Anne was looking out at the pool. She asked, "How warm is the water in the pool?"
I answered, "It is heated. I still have it set for springtime. It should be right at eighty-five degrees Fahrenheit. That might be a bit high for you. It's quite a bit warmer than where we went swimming yesterday." I looked at Linda and said, "We swam in the lake for a few minutes." Linda giggled,
Anne said. "I want to go swimming in the pool."
Linda said, "Let's wait until after we eat. We can sit in the hot tub, drink some wine and then swim. I will go with you. We could all go for that matter."
Anne said, "That is a plan. Let's fix dinner. How can I help?"
I had thawed two damn fine porterhouse steaks that were close to twenty ounces each and two eight-ounce filet mignon for the girls. They were from a Brangus steer from our herd. My intent was to impress our guests. I inquired as to how our guests preferred their meat prepared and then grilled it to perfection. The girls prepared salad and microwaved potatoes. They also set the patio table.
Eric was duly impressed with the meal and he said so. He asked about the steaks.
I said, "They are from a steer that we raised. He was eight-teen months old and weighed in at about thirteen hundred pounds when we sent him to the slaughterhouse. He was hung and aged for twenty-one days at thirty-six degrees Fahrenheit before he was butchered and frozen." I said, "We do three or four a year to supply beef for us and our ranch foreman's family. They use a lot more than we do. He has a house full of children."
Anne giggled and said, "Linda told me that you have all but adopted their youngest daughter. I would like to meet her before we leave."
Linda said, "Her mother, Maria, has offered to prepare a genuine Mexican dinner for us. If you like, I could ask her to do that Friday evening. She genuinely would enjoy doing it. We could invite her family. The kids enjoy swimming in our pool and I think the two of you would enjoy meeting Maria and her husband."
Eric said, "I understand that they are of Hispanic descent."
I replied, "They are Hispanic but their nationality is American. Their family has been on this land since long before Europeans came here. Texas was part of Mexico at that time."
Eric and Anne agreed that they would love to meet them. Linda called Maria right then and set it up. Dinner would be at six, Friday evening.
After dinner, we all shared a drink. We had all eaten too much and had agreed to put dessert off until later. As usual, I had cooked too much meat. We would have enough for sandwiches at another time.
Anne suggested that we move our conversation to the hot tub. Eric and I went to the pool house and changed into swimsuits and we uncovered the hot tub. The girls quickly put the kitchen and patio back together. They changed into Bikinis while I put the makings for more drinks on a tray and in an ice bucket.
Eric and I were in the tub before the girls emerged from the pool house. The warm water felt good. Giggles and chatter drew our attention to a most beautiful sight. Anne had spent the last two days trying to fuck me into oblivion. I felt as though I was pretty well fucked down but when I saw them, the monster moved. I laughed inside. I thought, "I get to sleep with the pretty one tonight."
By the time they got in the water, I was hard. Linda sat on my lap, grasped him in her hand and giggled. She whispered, "Bedtime in two hours, tops."
In deference to Eric and Anne, Linda moved off my lap. It would have been awkward to have a brother and sister watching us cuddle. I wondered how this was going to work out. I wondered if they would wind up in the same bed later. I decided that I wouldn't condone it or frown upon it. If it happened, I would try to pretend I didn't know. I thought, "If they weren't brother and sister we would be skinny dipping right now. This is going to be awkward."
Linda asked, "Anne, is there anything you want to do in the next two days?"
Anne thought for a moment or two. She answered, "Yes there is. I would like to have a complete day and night alone with your beautiful husband. It might be a long time before we are together again." She paused and said, "Luke, take me to the, Six Flags Over Texas, theme park. I read about it. I want to ride the big roller coaster." She paused and then asked, "It's not too far from here, is it?"
I laughed and sipped my drink. I replied, "We can do that. It is an hour and a half drive but we can make the trip fun. I would enjoy it too."
She said, "Then you can take me to dinner in one of your sleaziest secret places. Maybe, one of those black folk's BBQ places that you spoke of. We can spend the night in a cheap hotel and you can shag me properly." She giggled and said, "Several times if you want. My screams will keep the neighbors awake."
I said, "But you aren't a screamer."
She giggled and answered, "I can be for one night."
I looked at Eric and asked, "Do you and Linda want to go with us?"
Linda chimed in. She said, "We weren't invited. The operative word in Anne's request was, "alone." I am willing to allow her that." She paused and said, "I might take Eric to our club. I would like to dance with him."
I laughed and said, "You're not fooling me, Girl. You want to show your young Adonis off."
Linda giggled and said, "Maybe."
I looked at Eric and asked, "Are you okay with all this?"
He laughed and said, "I like to dance." We laughed and giggled in the hot tub long enough for our dinner to settle and to become pleasantly lit.
Presently, Anne climbed the steps up and out of the tub. She walked to the shallow end of the pool and down those steps. The temperature difference was about twenty degrees between the hot tub and the warm pool. I'm sure the pool seemed cold to her. She walked into the water until it was about knee deep and then did a shallow dive off the last step into the three-foot deep water. She glided smoothly along the bottom into the deeper water. She moved like a sea creature. She appeared to belong in the water.
Eric moved to follow Anne and Linda moved back to my lap. I whispered in her ear, "I get to sleep with the pretty one tonight."
She giggled for me and wiggled against my stiffening cock. She replied in a whisper of her own, "I need you to hold me and tell me you love me."
I drew her a bit closer and held her a bit tighter. I kissed her forehead and said, "I will always love you, Tinker Bell." I sensed that she needed it, so I squeezed her even tighter. A sweet coo came from deep within her petite body. She snuggled close to me.
We shared a more serious kiss and held each other for another minute before we went to the pool to be with our guests. I became accustomed to the cooler water in just a moment. It felt good. Linda stayed very close to me. That felt good too.
The four of us played together for an hour or so between breaks for drinks. We splashed and chased each other. Both of the girls would gang up on me and then they would gang up on Eric. They were being risqué to the point of lewdness with me and then I noticed that they were treating Eric in the same manner.
Anne was the first to lose her top. She came to me and rubbed her boobs in my face. I caught her and sucked a nipple into my mouth. She squealed like a piglet caught in a gate. A few seconds later, I heard a similar squeal from Linda. By the time I looked, Eric had stuck his tongue into her mouth to shut her up. Linda was completely naked.
We were only a few feet apart. I separated myself from Anne and captured Linda in my arms. I said, "I'm taking this one to bed before this gets completely out of hand. Breakfast will be at ten in the morning." I threw her over my shoulder as a fireman would and climbed the stairs out of the pool. Linda was giggling. She pretended to struggle.
Eric wished us a good night and Anne blew me a kiss. She looked at me with an impish grin on her face. She said, "There are monsters in the blue room."
I left them in the pool together and I thought, "They can sleep wherever they want."
I winked at Anne and carried my Linda into the house and up the stairs to our room. When I opened the door, I realized that Linda had come up earlier. The bed was turned down and our candles were burning. The A/C was running wide open and the temperature must have been around sixty.
Linda said, "Put me down. I need to tinkle."
I sat her down and she scurried into the bathroom. I gave her a few minutes and then followed her when I heard the water running in the shower. Twenty minutes later, we had rinsed the pool water off and I had dried her hair. I took her to bed. Hardly anything naughty had passed between us. I realized that neither of us had any urgent need. Actually, I just wanted to hold her.
I pulled the covers over us and she snuggled close to me. She whispered, "Hold me, Luke. Tell me you love me."
I held her very close and maybe a mite too tight. I whispered, "You know, I really do love you." I let it rest for two or three heartbeats and then added, "More than anything."
She cooed and I felt her little fingers wrap themselves around my cock. The monster began to stiffen. She said, "Luke, I do need for you to hold me and love me before we sleep. It's still early. Let's go slow and make it last."
I kissed her and found her love button with a finger. She was far too dry. I moistened my finger in my mouth and made her button wet that way. She cooed and opened herself to me. I found some moisture inside her but not nearly enough. The pool had robbed her of her juices. She flinched when I probed her. I had felt her flinch like that before. Besides being dry, she was sore. I pulled my finger out of her and toyed with her wet clit.
This was my Linda. I knew that her body would prepare itself for sex rather quickly. She would soon be gushing new lubricant as she became aroused but I would have to give her at least a few minutes. I wasn't in any real hurry anyway.
I spoke softly and said, "You are sore."
She kissed me on my jawline and with a giggle whispered, "I'm not too sore."
I asked, "Have you hooked up with a young stud that is hung like your buddy, Ed?"
She wiggled and laughed this time. She answered, "Eric is no bigger than you and he made me a little sore the same way that you do sometimes." A moment later, she added, "I'm not too sore." She was slowly dry fucking my thigh for emphasis.
The sounds of play came up from the pool area. Linda slipped out of bed and went to the window to look. She came back to me and I gathered her into our spoon.
She said, "They were getting out of the pool. Anne had put her top back on." She paused and then asked, "What did Anne mean when she told you that there were monsters in the blue room?"
I hadn't wanted the subject to come up but here it was. I thought, "Anne said that I was free to tell Linda about her and Eric's relationship." I had intended to tell her but not until after they had left.
I asked, "What would you think if I told you that Anne and Eric have or at least at one time had an incestuous relationship?"
Linda turned over in my arms and rose up on an elbow to look in my eyes. She said, "I knew it. Tell me everything you know."
I replied, "Tell me what you know."
She said, "Nothing really. It's just the way he spoke of her. It sounded as though he was speaking from personal experience. What did she mean about the monsters in the blue room?"
I answered, "She told me the story of how their sexual relationship started. She said that when she was two or three years old, monsters would hide in her closet and under her bed. She said that she was afraid of them so she would go to Eric's room and sleep with him." I paused and said, "I think she was telling me that she was going to sleep in the pool house tonight." I thought for a few seconds and then added, "If she was asking for permission, I guess I gave it to her. I just winked at her and carried you away from them."
Linda was excited. She said, "We can watch them with the camera."
I replied, "I don't think so. That wouldn't be right, would it?"
She said, "Why not? Eric told me that he gave you permission to watch us if you wanted. What's good for the goose..." She continued, "Now, tell me the whole story."
I spent ten minutes or so recounting Anne's account of what led up to her first orgasm. I damn near used the same words.
Linda took my hand and placed it on her honey pot. I slipped a finger inside. There was plenty of moisture there now. She whispered, "I need you to do me but I want to wait until after we watch them." Then she asked, "Why would you think there was any more to their story than what she told you?"
I answered, "Well, She did make one unrelated comment earlier. She said that Eric taught her to deep throat." I chuckled and said, "She is very good at it."
Linda smacked my chest and said, "That's more than I wanted to know. You need to remember how we play this game but the tale is getting juicier."
I said, "I don't hear anything from the pool." I slipped out of bed and peeked this time. They were sitting in two of the lounge chairs and having a drink. They were just talking. I couldn't hear what they were saying. Linda couldn't stand it. She came to stand beside me.
As we watched, they finished their drinks and stood together. Anne gave Eric a sisterly peck on the cheek and started for the patio door to the house. Eric went into the pool house. Linda and I crawled back into our bed and curled up in our warm spot. We heard Anne come up the stairs.
Linda said, "I guess that she decided to sleep with the monsters." She giggled. She squeezed my monster and said, "She needs two of them to replace this one."
I asked, "How is it that you have never been afraid of the monster?" I made him move in her hand.
She giggled and whispered, "I was at first. He looked so formidable and I didn't know what he was capable of. I didn't think I could possibly get something that big inside of me. I have been hanging out with him for a long time now. He has always been good to me. He loves me." She rolled up to be on top and brought her knees up to rest on either side of me. She lay on my chest and shared a sweet open-mouthed kiss with me. She whispered, "I'm very wet now."
My own arousal was more pronounced. I wanted to be inside her and at the same time, I wanted the feelings inside of me to grow and blossom into something more powerful. I could feel Linda's need intensify. She purred and our kisses conveyed the want that we were both feeling.
She whispered, "Make this last. Hold me. Tell me you love me and make me believe it." She was sliding her button up and down the length of a very hard cock. She was making the monster wet with her juices.
It would have been so easy to slip him inside her little sore pussy. I held him in check. I thought, "Make it last for her, Luke." We continued for twenty minutes or more. I told her I loved her several times. I helped my sweet wife through several of her little ones but I kept her away from the big one. I definitely enjoyed this interlude with a tit in my mouth and a finger in her sweet pussy most of the time.
Sound from the stairway attracted our attention. Linda escaped from me and went to the window. She watched for a moment and then came back to bed. She said, "Anne went to the pool house. Her hair was down and she was wearing a robe. She showered before she went to him." She hesitated and then said, "Crank up the camera."
I asked, "Baby, have you completely forgotten what we were doing?"
She giggled and clasped my hard cock in her hand. She said, "We can still do it but crank up the camera."
I cranked up the camera. I zoomed out so that we could see the biggest portion of the room and then I brought everything into focus. Anne was standing in the middle of the room taking her robe off. She had her back to us and we were seeing her from above. I was surprised to see that she was wearing pajamas. They looked like silk.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Linda said, "Turn the sound on."

I replied, "Oh, you want to eavesdrop too."
She just said, "Luke."
I turned the volume up.
We heard Eric say, "Do you think that Luke and Linda will be upset if they catch you here?"
Anne replied, "Luke knows that I planned on sleeping here tonight. He gave me permission."
Eric said, "Really?"
Anne said, "I told him about sleeping with you when I was small because monsters would come to my room. As he and Linda were leaving the pool earlier, I told him there were monsters in the blue room. He smiled and winked at me."
Eric asked, "How much have you told him?"
She answered, "Not much. He is aware that sex has been a part of our relationship. He isn't upset about it. I don't think he was surprised." A moment later, she said, "He has probably told Linda by now. I told him to tell her if he wanted."
Eric said, "Some things need to be kept secret, Anne. Did you consider that I might be upset with you?"
She turned back the covers and crawled into bed with him. Eric was wearing pajamas too but they appeared to be flannel. I wondered if they were made from wool as was my robe from Scotland.
She kissed his cheek and said, "Settle down, Big Brother. Luke has been very good to me and he was suspicious anyway. I didn't want to lie to him, so I didn't." She gave him another peck on the cheek and rolled over. They snuggled together in something resembling our spoon position and Eric pulled the covers over them.
Eric said, "Well, I'm glad you are here. I need to cuddle."
Anne asked, "Would you want more than a cuddle if Linda were here instead of me?"
Eric chuckled and answered, "Oh, hell no. Linda has worn me out. I need to rest." Anne and Linda both giggled at the same time.
I laughed too. I said, "That surprises me a bit. Eric told me earlier that you didn't have sex with him this morning. He said you wanted to save something for me."
Linda giggled. "She said, "That was the truth but not the whole truth." She continued, "We showered together this morning. To put it delicately, I spent some time on my knees." She giggled again. She said, "Do you remember what happened when you came home the afternoon that Eric and I had phone sex?"
I laughed and said, "I will never forget."
She continued, "Well, you were right. My Lancelot enjoyed it very much. I pinched her nipple a little hard. She yelped but then she moved my hand to her clit and helped me begin to massage it. She purred and wiggled her bottom against the monster. She whispered, "Tell me you love me."
I whispered, "I love you, Tinker Bell."
We watched Eric and Anne for a few minutes more. Soon it appeared that they were both asleep. I turned the camera off and snuggled up closer to Linda.
Linda asked, "Did Anne wear you out? Would you rather we just settled for a cuddle?"
I chuckled and wrapped her hand around my hard cock. I replied. "I saved something for you, my pretty girl. I love you."
She giggled sweetly and rolled up on top of me. She whispered, "Good." She kissed me while she enveloped the monster in her warm wet pussy. I slipped inside her easily. She didn't seem too sore. She began to fuck me with a slow rocking motion. She whispered, "I love you, Luke."
I lay there and enjoyed being with her but I sensed a strangeness in her mood. She really didn't need sex but she did need to be with me. I had wanted to ask her about her time with Eric but it was plain to me that she didn't want to share that with me yet. It was just as obvious that she had enjoyed him at least as much as she thought she would. Experience told me that she had enjoyed him more than she wanted me to know. She probably thought I didn't want to know. I didn't feel any jealousy. I wondered why.
She whispered, "Tell me you love me."
I whispered back, "I will always love you." Her pussy closed on me like a vice.
The monster spoke in my mind, "This is my favorite pussy in the whole world, Boss." We kissed and loved each other this way long enough for two of her minis to visit their small jolts of pleasure on her. I felt the big one begin to rise in her. It came closer to the surface quicker than I thought it would. I felt that moment of total surrender. She spread herself a bit wider and offered her soul to me.
Her tempo increased in both speed and power. I was very deep inside her. She fucked me with more and more authority. I began to thrust into her matching her rhythm. She whispered, "Tell me one more time, Luke."
I replied, 'You know I love you, Linda."
She purred and spoke softly. She said, "Make me believe it. Make me know who I belong to."
This was it. I knew what she needed. I rolled her over onto her back and shoved my cock deeper into her than it should go. Subconsciously, I knew that I wanted to send her back to Eric with a very sore little pussy. I fucked her very hard. Gurgling noises came out of her and then she screamed, as her orgasm possessed her. I wondered if Eric could hear her. I fucked her harder. She wrapped her arms and legs around me. Every muscle in her little body flexed and drew me closer. She allowed herself to accept the pleasure I was trying so hard to give her. I thought she was going to pass out as she had in the past. She didn't.
Her sweet climax began to subside. I continued to stroke her but more gently now. She whimpered and cooed for me as she came down. I could feel her quiver with pleasure as more of her little ones passed through her. Finally, she relaxed under me and released her hold on me.
I had been trying to think of something special to give her. It came to me. Suddenly I knew what to do for her. I thought, "This might not work, Luke." I decided to take a chance.
I rose to my knees between her spread legs. I hooked an elbow under each of her knees and lifted them as I drew her nearer. I leaned forward and pressed her knees down to her shoulders. I pinned her as I had seen Jerry Horn do her in the mystic memory that she had once shared with me. I was concerned about lubrication but the monster was slippery with her juices.
I manhandled her into the proper position and pressed the head of my cock against the star-shaped little pucker of her rear entrance. She had some urgency in her voice. She said, "No, Luke. Don't, you will hurt me." I felt her stiffen in my arms.
I was holding her in place. She couldn't move. I contemplated proceeding as planned. I thought, "I know she wants this to happen." At the same time, I thought, "She never says no." She had a reason and I knew it. I released her and lay down on my back beside her.
She rolled on top of me and the sweetest giggle came out of her. She gave me a kiss that was full of emotion as she enveloped the monster in her hot wet pussy. She was just in time. I was starting to lose my erection. She fucked me with soft easy strokes that rekindled my excitement quickly.
She whispered, "I'm at the edge, Luke. Cum with me. This will be all I need tonight." We kissed and fucked each other for another minute or two. Tendrils of powerful emotion entwined us and bound us together. We became very close. We were alone in a world of our own. We loved each other. This was better than the place where I had intended to take her. When we have sex, we are not always making love. Sometimes we can make love when we aren't having sex. When both of those things happen at the same time, it is indescribably delicious. This was one of those special times.
She whispered, "It's about to happen. Tell me you love me."
I whispered back to her, "I love you so much, Tinker Bell."
I felt her excitement rise to the surface and engulf her. We didn't change our rhythm. Her pussy squeezed and milked the monster. He responded with a powerful first spasm. We both just let ourselves go. Mother Nature infused perfection into our act. I held her and we kissed while it happened. We shared the most wonderful, "I love you," orgasm. It was soft and sweet. We were quiet and lost ourselves in each other. Linda cried when it was over.
I held her while we came down. Maybe I was holding her too tight. I felt her struggle and realized she couldn't breathe. I released her. She took a deep breath and let it out. In another moment, she was breathing easily. She whispered, "Oh Luke." She was whimpering between breaths.
I asked, "Are you okay?"
She answered, "You should know by now when I'm just making happy tears." She snuggled closer to me and whispered, "I love you."
I held her and let myself settle into the afterglow.
She spoke in her little girl voice, "I need to tell you something. It is important for you to know."
I sensed the emotion in her words. I replied, "Tell me."
She said, "Eric and I have spent the last two days trying to catch up on what we have put off for two years. Sexually, he is a very powerful young man and I've enjoyed him very much. I wouldn't trade all that I had or ever will have with him for these last few minutes with you." She whispered, "I needed this, Luke. I love you more than you can imagine. I will always love you."
I made no verbal reply. I did acknowledge her words by holding her a bit closer. She cooed for me. A happy tear of my own welled up and trickled out of one of my eyes.
We cuddled for another ten minutes before she slipped away from me and went into the bathroom. I stayed where I was and enjoyed my warm spot until I heard the water running in the shower. I followed her.
Fifteen minutes later, we snuggled together while we made a new warm spot. Linda giggled. She said, "Let's see what is happening in the pool house."
I hesitated but then I reached for the remote control and turned the equipment on. Everything was already centered and focused just as I had left it. Eric and Anne were still nestled together under the covers. They were both sound asleep.
Linda said, "We should get some rest too."
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Morning came early for us. The first light of dawn was leaking into our room when I awoke. I was on my back and Linda was lying on her side facing me. She had an arm and a leg dbangd over me. Her head rested in the hollow of my shoulder. She was in exactly this same position with Eric when jealousy had overtaken me two nights ago. In her sleep, she cooed and rubbed her clitoris against my thigh. I had seen her do this with Eric too.
I chuckled to myself. There was no jealousy. I had invited him here to give her pleasure. Her words of love for me last night made everything all right. Anne crept into my thoughts. I chuckled again and reached for the remote. Linda's eyes fluttered open.
The bed in the pool house came into view. The covers had been thrown back enough to reveal Eric holding his little sister's breast in his hand. Her hand was on top of his. She was helping him knead her flesh. They were still in their pajamas.
Anne squirmed in her big brother's arms and asked, "What did you do that gave Linda the most pleasure?"
I wanted to hear this. I turned the volume up just a bit. Linda giggled and squirmed in my arms.
Eric replied, "I think that she really enjoyed being doggy fucked. She seemed to truly get lost in that one act beyond any of the other things we did."
Anne whispered, "I want to be doggy fucked."
I turned the volume up some more. I didn't want to miss her whispers. Linda giggled.
Eric said, "You will have to ask Luke to do you. I'm saving everything for Linda."
Linda giggled again and her hand went to her pussy. I heard myself chuckle.
Anne's voice became high with frustration. She said, "No, I want you to do it for me. Do me exactly the same way you did Linda."
Linda and I were both silent. My hand went to her pussy this time. She was already wet. We just watched.
Eric answered, "You will have to wait until next week. I'm saving everything for Linda today and tomorrow. I won't have another chance to be with her for a long time." He added, "Maybe never."
Linda whispered, "Go down there and doggy fuck her, Luke. Tell Eric to meet me in the blue room so we can watch.
I replied, "Nope, That ain't going to happen, Pretty Girl. This is my time with my wife. It doesn't end until ten o'clock. Nothing is going to take any of it away from me." After another moment, I said, "As a matter of fact, I think you are about to get doggy fucked. You can submit and enjoy it with me or I will force fuck you in the style of a horny Great Dane."
I rolled her over onto her belly and rose to my knees between her spread legs. I grasped her hips in my hands and lifted her off the bed to the proper level. She giggled and positioned her knees to support her weight. Her head and chest still rested on the sheets. Without preamble, I stuffed her wet pussy full of hard cock. I forced one unladylike grunt out of her but she accepted me with no real strain.
She whimpered and then whispered, "Oh Luke. I love you. I submit. Make it last a long time." She hesitated and then quickly added, "You will have to force me some other time." In just a few seconds, she slipped away into her private happy place.
I fucked her slowly with long strokes that had the authority I knew she needed. The coos and moans that she made kept me near the edge but not too close. I could last a very long time this way. If need be, an hour would be within reason. I began to believe that she was going to test me. She seemed to be far, far away in her dream world. I held her in place and maintained our soft easy rhythm.
Twenty minutes or more passed. She whispered, "Now, Luke. Help me cum and cum with me." Her velvet pussy squeezed me and sucked me deeper into her sweet body. This is a familiar feeling for me. Her body seems to come alive in the instant before orgasm. It is an experience that will never grow old. I will never become used to it.
I went deeper inside her and increased my tempo enough to push her over the edge. I held her in place so she couldn't move and fucked her with progressively greater enthusiasm as we went. She came very hard and I went with her. I drew a scream from her but I could barely hear it. It sounded as though she was a long way off. I was lost in a very nice orgasm of my own.
Far too soon, it was over. I allowed her to collapse on her belly and I lay beside her. She whispered, "That was so special, Luke." Those were exactly the words I needed to hear. I gathered her close, held her and loved her for the time it took for us to recover.
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The next time I looked at the clock, it was eight minutes before nine. I had promised our guests that breakfast would be at ten. Linda was sleeping peacefully in my arms. I had wanted to have a short truth time with her before we got up but we had squandered the last of our time together in sleep. I kissed the back of her neck and slipped out of our bed. I spent half an hour performing my morning ablutions and then dressed for my roller coaster ride with Anne.
Linda was awake. She was peeking out from under the covers as she snuggled in her warm spot. I kissed her cheek and told her I was going to the kitchen to cook. She said, "I love you," but she didn't move. She was still under the covers when I started for the door. I changed the thermostat before I left so that the room would be warm for her by the time she finished her shower. I knew she would be fresh, bouncy and in the kitchen before ten.
She did show up in the kitchen about ten minutes early. She was as light and perky as I had expected but she was dressed only in her robe and slippers. I questioned her with my eyes. She said, "Eric and I haven't planned our day. I didn't know how to dress."
I took a minute to hold her. I asked, "Do you want to go back to Eric, this morning?"
She looked at me and batted her eyes. She whispered, "Truth time?"
I nodded.
She said, "I have reassured myself that we are both okay with this. I do want to spend these next two days with my Lancelot and I want you to have his pretty little sister for a toy. I will also be happy when we are back together on Saturday." She hesitated and said, "Let me help you get breakfast on the table." A moment later, she paused in her work long enough to look into my eyes and say, "I'm looking forward to Saturday." She was touching her pendant with her fingertips.
A butterfly fluttered in my stomach just for a second. I smiled at her. We went back to work. She always seems to know exactly what to say to make me feel warm in the middle. Some of the time, she is blowing smoke but that's okay. She is just telling me that she loves me.
I had prepared scrambled eggs, sausage patties, and a pile of my dollar-sized pancakes. Coffee was ready in the maker and hot water for tea was on the stove. Linda helped me set the table and then gathered the proper condiments from the refrigerator and the pantry. Everything was ready on time.
Eric and Anne came in through the patio door. They were also right on time. I felt good about their arrival together. We could see that they had both come from the pool house. It indicated that they weren't interested in trying to hide the fact that they had slept together. Obviously, Eric knew what Anne had told me. I wondered if they had noticed the red light on the camera. At any rate, I decided that I wouldn't need to pretend that I didn't know.
I received the sweetest kiss from Anne. I could feel the promise in it. I realized then, how much I wanted to hang out with her today. Just being with her made me feel young. I felt no real urgency to have sex with her but I knew that would happen and I would definitely enjoy it.
Linda went easily to Eric. I peeked. I could see her promise in the kiss that they shared. I laughed to myself. It was obvious that we all had the same thing on our minds. Our exchange of partners had happened smoothly with no apparent anxiety on anyone's part. I looked at Linda. She appeared to be comfortable. I realized that I was too. Everything was all right.
Breakfast went smoothly also. Eric bragged about the food and Linda gave me credit for cooking. Anne brought up our trip to Six Flags and indicated that she was in a hurry to go. Her excitement was like that of a high college girl. Afterward, Anne went to the blue room to pack an overnight bag. Linda told me that she would make Eric help her clean up the kitchen after Anne and I got away. She went to our room to pack a bag for me.
Eric and I took a coffee and went to the patio to see if we could spot a deer down by the lake. We saw several but still, no new fawns. We also spotted a pair of the large white Pekin ducks. The weather was nice. We were under a blue sky with an occasional white puff of cloud. The temperature was in the high sixties and getting warmer. We sat together and talked.
Eric asked me to tell him something about our club. Linda had said that she wanted to take him there this evening.
I said, "It's basically a semi-private dance club. It is a place where swingers meet and greet. Admittance is by invitation only and the cover charge is high enough to make the clientele exclusive. We have a regular night that we go once each month and we are acquainted with a few of the regular crowd." I saw his next question in his eyes. I said, "This is not our regular night. I doubt that any of our friends will be there." I paused and then said, "By the way, Linda has the reputation of the beautiful Ice Queen. The only man you are likely to meet that has been intimate with her will be the club manager. He is a friend to me as well as Linda. You will enjoy meeting him."
He asked, "Why do you think she wants to take me there?"
I replied, "I think that she probably just wants to be seen with you. She is Linda and she might have something else planned. If she does, I can't imagine what it would be." I paused and added, "Just plan on having a good time. I know she will make that happen for you."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

We spent a pleasant twenty minutes together before the girls returned. Neither of us mentioned where Anne had slept.

I looked at Anne and asked, "Did you pack a swimsuit?"
She answered, "Yes, Linda helped me pack and said that I had everything I need." She took my hand and tried to pull me out of my chair. She said in low tones, "Come on. Let's go before Linda changes her mind and doesn't let me have you."
Linda laughed and kissed Anne's cheek. She said, "That's not going to happen, Sweetheart, but please bring him back in one piece."
Linda kissed me goodbye and said, "Marie will be here at four o'clock tomorrow to cook for us. Try to be here a couple hours before then. You know that veronica will expect you to entertain her."
I replied, "Will do, two at the latest." I led Anne through the gate in the patio rail. We walked the fifty yards to the barn. She was bubbly and almost skipped along beside me. The barn is a barn in name only. There are no animals in residence there since we moved the horses to Juan and Maria's place. We cleaned the place up as best we could but it still smells like a barn.
Anne explored the place while I took the cover off my little blue TR3 and took the time to lower the top. The temperature was in the low seventies by now and still going up. Finally, I buckled her properly into the passenger's seat. While I was bent over her, she said, "Kiss me, Luke." I kissed her. The monster moved.
As we drove by the house, I didn't see Linda or Eric. I laughed to myself. I knew they were already in bed together.
I drove through our main gate and clicked it closed with the remote. I whipped the little car through the twist and turns of the farm to market road, that led out to the highway. Anne squealed with delight. Once on the freeway, I boosted the speed but I kept it under seventy-five most of the time.
We arrived at the Denton city limits in about forty minutes. I drove into the parking lot and then under the porte cochere of a small motel that I had used before. It was relatively new and I knew it to be clean. It was a Mom and Pop operation and not one of the big chains. It would be a bit more home-like than anything else close by.
I had chosen this place because it was about halfway between Six Flags and home. We could stay in bed late in the morning, have a nice brunch and make it home on time without ever having to rush. Checking in early was important because there probably would not be a vacancy later.
I asked Anne to wait in the car and went into the office. I checked in and confirmed that checkout time to be noon the next day. As I sat down in the car, I said, "We have a room for the night." I paused. I leaned over close to Anne, took her dainty chin in my hand and kissed her lips softly. I asked in a whisper, "Do you want a quickie before we go ride the roller coaster?" Her sweet Scottish accent was laced into the giggle she used for an answer. She began to unbuckle her seat belt.
I moved the car to a parking spot near our room and retrieved our bags from the trunk. Anne became more and more energetic as we walked to our room. It was on the second floor. I let her in. By this time, she was very excited. I thought she would take a moment to explore the place but she didn't.
I looked at her. She had already pulled her top over her head. She was smiling and blushing at the same time as she untangled her hair from her blouse. Her beautiful boobs were on full display. Her erect nipples seemed to glow in cheery cherry pink. She unbuckled her belt and undid one button. Her loose shorts fell to the floor and the wispy almost colorless hair of the bush that obscured her pussy came into view.
The monster jerked. He was at full attention. I thought, "This really is going to be a quickie."
She dropped to her knees and began to undo my belt. I had already kicked my shoes away and by the time I had my shirt off, my shorts were on the floor. Anne pushed me back towards the bed. I was a bit off balance when the back of my legs touched it. I sat down hard. Anne lifted each of my feet off the floor in turn and stripped my socks off them.
She started at my knees and used the flat of her tongue to lick her way up the inside of my thighs. By the time she reached my cock, she was holding it in both hands. She sucked the monster's head into her mouth and caressed him with her magical tongue.
I held her head in my hands and forced myself a bit deeper. She released me from her hands and buried her face in my pubic hair. I slipped right down her throat. She made a humming love sound around the monster. It made him move inside her. I held her pretty face in my hands and began to fuck her. She helped it happen with genuine enthusiasm. Indeed, she was a lass that loved having a hard cock in her mouth.
I couldn't believe the effect this girl was having on me. Suddenly, I was feeling a powerful need to have her. I wanted to please her and then use her small body forcefully for my own gratification. We hadn't been in this room for two minutes and I was already on the brink of losing all control. Her exuberance was pushing me. It was as simple as that. She was making me feel young. I wanted to forget the amusement park and stay right here with her until noon tomorrow. Considering all the sex I had this week, my situation seemed unreasonable.
She let my cock slip out of her mouth, pushed me onto my back and lay on top of me. I felt her tongue find its way into my mouth and we shared a kiss. She rose up and I captured a nipple in my mouth and the other one in my hand.
She said, "Doggy fuck me, Luke. Make me your bitch. Fuck me like a pit bull would take his bitch."
I tried to imagine what that would be like. A picture of the act formed in my mind. I knew that I was going to do it for her and I knew that I was about to hurt her. I replied, "I can do that but I want the sweet taste of your pussy in my mouth right now.
I rolled her over on her back and put my face in the fine pubic hair that grew in her vee. I let my tongue find the way and then sucked her clit into my mouth and slipped a finger inside her. She was wet. She was wet like Linda gets wet. Both of her hands went to the back of my head and she began to rock her pussy into my face. She held me tight and fucked me hard. She moaned in delight with her effort.
My mouth and nose were filled with the taste and smell of her juices. The aroma of orange blossoms made me think of another time and another place. I had a private chuckle as I thought of Michelin for a few seconds but then I became lost in the here and now and the task at hand.
Anne was so hot. She was having baby orgasms back to back. Her body quivered with the small pleasures that they brought to her. I could feel the big one forming in the depths of her belly. She was about to explode. I licked and sucked her while I let my finger pass ever so gently under the rough flesh of her G-spot.
Just before it happened, I turned her belly down on the bed and manhandled her into the doggy position, as Linda would describe it. I used one hand on her neck to keep her face and shoulders buried in the comforter while I pulled her hips up to the proper level. I was already on my knees behind her and the monster was as hard as he had ever been. I was almost as excited as Anne was.
I moved my knees between hers and used them to spread her open. I wasn't the least bit gentle. I filled her with very hard cock and then forced myself the rest of the way inside her. She gasped and then moaned as she exhaled. I let the monster rest for one second before I dragged him most of the way out and slammed him back inside her. I did it again and then just kept it up.
Her heat boiled up out of her. She exploded on about the fourth stroke. I held her hips in both hands now and did more than hold her in place. I jerked her hard toward me each time I rammed my cock home. I was hurting her. I could feel her suffer but she was cumming so g-o-o-o-o-d. I almost came back to my senses for a moment. I thought, "Hurt her, Luke but be careful. Don't injure her."
I didn't slack up. My subconscious didn't believe I would harm her. I fucked her hard right through until I felt her body begin to go limp. I lost it then with my first spasm and found the energy to fuck her even more violently. I took her French braid in my hand and pulled. Her neck and back arched. I pulled her hair even harder. She shouted what must have been dirty words in Gaelic. Her second orgasm overtook her. She came with me. We both suffered now. Every muscle in my body ached and burned. The pleasure we shared made it worth it. Another half-minute passed. I pounded her sweet little pussy. I filled her with the essence of new life. At that moment, I wanted her to be pregnant. Anne turned to jelly and I collapsed on top of her. It was over. I used the last of my strength to roll off her onto my back. I was tired of hurting her. I didn't want to do it anymore.
Anne lay beside me whimpering and breathing heavily. I was sweating like a fat man trying to climb a rope in the hot sun. I don't know where she found the strength but she rolled to her side facing me and put her arm around me.
She whispered, "Damn Luke." She kissed my cheek and went to sleep. I stayed awake for another thirty seconds.
An hour later, Anne was shaking me. She said, "Wake up, Luke. We have to get cleaned up. I want to go ride the roller coaster."
She made sure I was awake and then slipped off the bed. I watched her walk to the bathroom door. The bounce in her step astonished me. I had thought that I had probably crippled her. She could be dancing out there and I didn't think I could stand up. I thought, "Women are stronger than men." I had known that already. I had seen this same kind of evidence before.
We had established our routine. I gave her the time that she needed before I followed her. We shared a hot shower and it perked me up quite a bit. We didn't have any real conversation until I was standing behind her as I dried her hair. I looked at her reflection in the mirror.
She smiled at me and softly said, "Luke, that was the best of quickies." She giggled and said, "I know exactly what a pit bull bitch goes through now."
I chuckled and replied, "The next time we can be the alpha pair in a timber wolf pack."
She smiled and giggled for me. She said, "I want that to happen."
I had destroyed her braid and she didn't want to take the time to redo it. She brushed it out and opted to put it up in a simple ponytail.
I looked at the clock and counted the minutes. We had slept for at least an hour and we had used another half an hour showering. Our quickie couldn't have lasted more than a few minutes. I was amazed and a bit ashamed that I could wear myself out so quickly. What if she had wanted more?
We dressed in the clothes we had been wearing and I set the A/C to max cool. We were both hungry but we decided we would have a hamburger at the park after our ride. We left for Six Flags.
On the way, she told me what she had read about the park and the new roller coaster. The park had been open since 1961 but the roller coaster was brand new. It was called, The Texas Giant, and it was first opened only a couple months earlier in March. It was the highest wooden roller coaster in the world at a hundred and forty-three feet tall at the top of the first hill. She was very excited.
There was no real crowd at the park. It was a weekday and all the kids were still in college. It was almost four o'clock but the park stayed open late enough that Anne could get all she wanted of it. My plan was to eat here and take her back to the motel. I didn't want to take her into a sleazy part of town, especially after dark. She is pretty enough to incite a gunfight in some of those places. I thought we could have more fun in the motel pool with a drink or two. After that, I wanted to take her to bed and wrap her in emotion. I wanted to love her slowly for a long time. I had something in mind that would be in direct contrast to our afternoon quickie.
They had given us a park map when we bought our tickets and we could see the coaster from where we stood. I found the shortest route and it was game on. We started that way. Anne had that excited bounce and skip in her step. She held my hand and almost dragged me along. Her high spirits were contagious. I was definitely enjoying her company.
The closer we got to the thing the more it impressed me. Anne had told me how high it was in feet. That didn't draw my attention. When we came to within a hundred yards of it, my mind translated those numbers into fourteen stories. That grabbed my attention. As we walked closer, it seemed to grow bigger and bigger.
We walked up to where the line formed. There were only twelve or fifteen people ahead of us. A train of cars could carry far more than that. We would be on the next train.
I heard people scream. I looked and a train had just dropped off the first hill in the track. The fourteen-story drop seemed almost vertical. I had no way to calculate how fast it was going when it leveled out into the valley below but it appeared to be very fast. I realized that I had never ridden anything like this monster. I felt a twinge of anxiety. I wasn't sure I wanted to ride it but I couldn't see any way out of it. A promise is a promise. I thought, "Anne is going to get on this thing and she is going to be holding my hand when she does." I resigned myself to my fate and followed her into line.
The attendants began to load a second train. They loaded the front cars first and worked their way back. It was going to be a short load. It was a ten-car train. Anne and I were going to end up in car five or six. Six people had come up behind us. Anne pulled me out of line and let them go in front of us. I thought she was chickening out. She wasn't.
She said to the attendant, "We will wait for the next train. We want to ride in the front seat."
I thought, "Fu-u-c-ck me."
She let me hold her and we became a bit risqué while we waited. She whispered, "Do you want to know a secret?"
I chuckled and answered, "Yes."
She spoke softly but the attendant was standing closer than she thought. She said, "These things make me horny." She giggled and said, "I've never had one this big."
I looked up at him. He must have been in his late sixties. He grinned and the gaps in his teeth became apparent. He gave me a subdued thumbs-up sign but he was discreet enough that he didn't draw any attention. He walked a few steps away and didn't look back at us until the next train pulled into the loading area. Anne never knew that he had heard. He seated us in the front seat of the front car.
We sat there for several minutes while other people were loaded and secured. Presently, the first cog on the chain drive engaged and we jerked into motion. We were being dragged up that first high hill. We went higher and higher. Anne snuggled close to me. We drew near the top. I thought, "Damn, I've flown in small airplanes that didn't go this high.
Anne bubbled with excitement. We reached the top. She squeezed my hand and shouted, "Here we go." Our car went over the top but I knew we wouldn't start accelerating until most of the weight of the whole train was on the downhill side.
The view from an open car hanging over an almost vertical drop fourteen stories high was fuckin' scary. I looked at Anne. Her eyes were closed. She was squeezing my hand hard with one hand and holding her pussy with the other. It wasn't hard for me to see what was about to happen. She was about to cum in her pants. This new thought overshadowed the trepidation that I had been feeling. We separated from the drive chain and away we went. In another instant, the last car came over the top and it seemed as though we were in free fall.
I had ridden other roller coasters. I knew how to relax and go with the flow. As it turned out this one was no worse than the smaller ones that I had ridden. Anne's antics took my mind from the ride anyway. I enjoyed watching her. She had a damn good orgasm. It lasted longer than I thought it would and when it was over she slumped against me in her seat.
She made me realize that she was the sexiest woman that I had ever known. That was except for Linda, of course. A moment later, I had a second thought, "Caroline affected me this way too but in a different way." In another second, Barb and Michelin passed through my thoughts. I thought, "Stop it, Luke. Love the one you're with."
At length, our train ran into the gentle incline of the slowdown area. I put my arm around Anne and drew her close to me. I kissed her and let my hand find its way to her center. I laid my hand over hers and squeezed gently. Her orgasm had been over for a minute or so but she was still glowing. I felt the jolt of a mini move through her as we kissed.
The train came to a stop and we were released from our mechanical restraints. I stood and stepped onto the platform. I looked back over the cars that had followed us through our adventure. Several couples were kissing. I wondered if any of those women had a sexual experience similar to Anne's. I wondered if it was a common occurrence.
I helped my Anne out of her seat. She was wobbly on her weakened knees. I held her up and helped her along as we exited. We passed by the aged attendant from earlier. He smiled and gave me a small nod before he turned and went about his business.
Anne recovered quickly, as she does. She was stable on her feet in just a minute. Still, I led her to a bench and we sat together for a few minutes. She sat and looked at the ground. Finally, she raised her eyes to mine. She blushed and giggled at the same time.
She asked, "Did you see what happened during our ride?"
I chuckled and squeezed her hand. I answered, "Yes, Baby Girl. It was obvious to me but then, I've seen you cum before." I paused and continued, "I don't think too many of the other people noticed though."
She giggled and slapped my hand. She said, "Kiss me."
I kissed her but we didn't make a show of it. I said, "You usually don't settle for one. Do you want to ride that beast again?" I was teasing her but if she had said yes, I would have enjoyed a second ride with her. I knew what to expect.
She came very close to my ear and whispered, "No, Silly. I have to save something for my lover." She nipped my ear with her teeth before she said, "Buy me that hamburger you promised and then we will ride everything there is to ride in this park."
I found an employee of the park and inquired after the best hamburger available. She marked a small sidewalk café on our map. We found our way there. I had a huge cheeseburger all the way with a coke. Anne had the same cheeseburger but added a large malt and a heaping order of fries with hers. She also asked for a cup of hot tea. It wasn't on the menu but they made it for her. I wondered how she could eat so much and stay so trim. I watched her eat. I wanted to flop her over on the table and force fuck her. In deference to the people around us, I let the urge pass without acting on it.
We played together like children for the rest of the evening. We did ride almost everything and we played several games. Anne always won. She got special treatment and everything she wanted everywhere we went. It seemed that no one could resist her natural beauty and charming mannerisms. Her Teddy bears and trinkets got to be more than I could carry. We began giving them away to children that we encountered along the way. She ate junk food all through the evening. Her stomach must have been a bottomless pit.
At ten o'clock, we found ourselves back in front of, The Texas Giant. I asked, "Do you want to ride this thing again before we go?"
She stood and looked up at the massive wooden structure for most of a minute. A trainload of people came over the top of the first hill while we watched. It made its headlong plunge and carried its load of screaming passengers out of sight up and over the next hill in the series. Anne shifted her gaze into my eyes. Her smile glowed with radiance. She kissed me and whispered, "I've never had so much fun. Take me somewhere and fuck me, Lover."
She held my arm and let me set the pace. She carried the three small Teddy bears that she had decided to keep and we walked leisurely to the car.

To be continued...

[Ramesh_Rocky]

At ten o'clock, we found ourselves back in front of, The Texas Giant. I asked, "Do you want to ride this thing again before we go?"

She stood and looked up at the massive wooden structure for most of a minute. A trainload of people came over the top of the first hill while we watched. It made its headlong plunge and carried its load of screaming passengers out of sight, up and over the next hill in the series. Anne shifted her gaze into my eyes. Her smile glowed with radiance. She kissed me and whispered, "I've never had so much fun. Take me somewhere and fuck me, Lover."
She held my arm and let me set the pace. She carried the three small Teddy bears that she had decided to keep and we walked leisurely to the car.
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The drive back to our room was uneventful except that Anne found a way to sit behind the gearshift lever on the console between our seats. My hand was between her legs for the whole trip. I had to shift gears. I did it a few times when I didn't have to.
She snuggled close to me and whispered, "Your little car makes me horny just like The Texas Giant. She touched and then wrapped the fabric of my shorts around the hard thing between my legs and held it in her little hand. She continued, "I am also excited by this Texas giant." She giggled while she stuck her tongue in my ear. She then stuck her finger in her mouth and made a show of sucking it as though it was a little bitty dick. She was still acting like a high college girl.
I had to concentrate to maintain control. I wondered, "What the fuck ever happened to the Ice Princess that Bobby had told me about." She snuggled as close as she could and settled down a bit. She seemed to be comfortable but I couldn't see how. I thought about what would have happened if we had been in my truck. It had a wide bench seat with a center armrest that could be folded away. I could see me leaving the Triumph at home more often.
I drove straight to the motel as quickly as I could without drawing the ire of the local constabulary. Anne didn't even mention the sleazy BBQ joint. I was full of junk food and she had eaten more than I had.
I parked the car in the spot reserved for our room. I opened the door and got out. I closed the door while Anne was moving back toward the passenger's seat. I caught her under her arms and lifted her out of the car as you would a small child. She giggled and wrapped her small but muscular legs around my waist. Her arms went around my neck and we kissed passionately. I forgot where we were and what we were doing. I just kissed her and held her. I helped hold her in place with one arm and allowed my other hand to caress one powerful thigh and her tight butt.
She asked, "Do you want to go swimming?"
I answered, "Oh, hell no. I want us to get naked and then I want you to wrap yourself around me just as you are right now."
The Scottish lilt in her giggle drifted in the night air. She whispered, "Okay, but let's go to our room first." She dropped her feet to the pavement, grabbed my hand and hurried toward the outside stair. She dragged me along just as she had done at the park all evening. Of course, I followed her willingly.
Once in the room, she stripped herself naked in a few heartbeats. I watched and my heartbeats increased in frequency.
She said, "It's cold in here. Give me a minute." She padded to the bathroom on her bare feet.
I shouted, "I'm going to the car. I need to put the top up."
She replied, through the cracked bathroom door, "Lock my Teddy bears in the boot."
I did all that and returned to the room. She had lit two candles that she had brought with us. I was impressed. There was a small lump under the covers in the huge California King bed. She was balled up trying to make a warm spot for us between the cold sheets. I took my turn in the bathroom and returned to her. She had moved out of the warm spot she had made. It felt good when I crawled into it.
She snuggled close to me and guided one of my hands to her breast. She helped me squeeze and asked in her softest brogue, "Shall I become the alpha bitch in your wolf pack, Laird Bowman?" She rubbed her pussy against my thigh. I could feel the wetness there. The monster began to rise in anticipation.
I replied, "Maybe later. I want to have you more conventionally just now."
She giggled and said, "Let me start." She pulled the covers completely over our heads and slid down my body. She captured the monster in both hands and guided him into her mouth. She wrapped both her legs around one of mine and dry fucked me while she licked and sucked. She was worshiping my cock. She definitely was a lass that loved to have one in her mouth. I held her face in my hands and fucked her slowly and gently. I knew that I could deep throat her but I decided to let her decide when to let it happen.
Ten minutes passed. I enjoyed every second of it. Her thrust against my leg became more pronounced. She was humping me now. She made a humming sound and the monster's head vibrated in her mouth. Her little body jerked as an electrical jolt of pleasure ran through her. She had her first little one. A second one followed a moment later. The monster slid right down her throat and she buried her face in the hair at my cock's root.
I was closer to the edge than I needed to be but I was in control. Anne untangled her legs from mine. She backed off and let my cock come completely out of her mouth. She made a purring sound and moved upward on top of me. She planted a knee on either side of my head and lowered her dripping pussy onto my face.
She cooed and whispered, "Eat me, Luke. I feel just like I did on the roller coaster. I am about to cum very hard. Help me." She was whimpering but she didn't need to beg. I wanted to help her. She began to rock her sweet pussy as she fucked me. I sucked her clit into my mouth and found a way to get a finger inside her.
I looked up at her. Her pretty titties were swaying in the space above me. Her beautiful almost white hair seemed to float in the air around her sweet face. The candlelight danced in it. She had the dreamiest look in her eyes. She talked about how close she was and fought hard to keep it from happening. She fought well. She knew how to make this last. She held my head in her hands and fucked my face.
I let her go on and on until I began to be uncomfortable. Anne was in a dream state. She talked in Gaelic mutters part of the time and then in English whispers. She told me that she was right on the brink of orgasm. She had no idea how hard she was fucking me or that I couldn't breathe most of the time. She fucked me as if she had a higher purpose.
After many minutes, I thought, "Enough is enough, girl." I held her hips stationary in my hands for a few seconds as I sucked her clitoris hard into my mouth and flicked my tongue over it repeatedly with enough force to grab her attention. She moaned. I gently but quickly stroked her G-spot with my finger. A bomb went off in her belly. She came very hard just as she said she would. She really hurt me while it was happening. It was a happy hurt for me. I held on and helped her through it.
This too went on longer than I thought it could but it did eventually come to an end. Her body slumped in place. I helped her move into a position where she was lying full length on top of me. The residual orgasmic glow in her belly was still dominating her actions. Now she was sliding her sweet pussy up and down the length of my hard shaft. She cooed and slipped her tongue into my mouth. I encircled her in my arms, held her very tight and returned her kiss.
As we kissed, I took a moment to think about what had just happened. I thought, "That was just a mechanical fuck. Anne had had no thought for my pleasure. She had just used me to satisfy her own need." Both our kiss and my thoughts continued, "I've used women that way before but I don't remember ever being used like that. Not even by Linda." I chuckled to myself and thought, "Well, good for you little sister but now it's my turn." I rolled us over. She was flat on her back and I lay on top of her.
She tried not to let me hear but she giggled under her breath. She knew what was about to happen. I felt her move under me. I'm sure it wasn't by reflex. It was that moment of surrender. She spread her legs a bit more and opened herself to me. It was undoubtedly an invitation. The monster found his way completely inside her in one easy movement. She purred as we kissed and I felt her pelvis move to adjust the angle of penetration. I paused and let the monster wallow in the comfort of his newfound place of warmth and wetness.
Her arms were already around my neck. Her knees lifted on either side of me and her ankles locked together in the small of my back. Her pussy closed around me. It felt as though my prick was in a wet sleeve made of her flesh. She broke our kiss and whispered, "Now comes the good part. Isn't this what you asked for before we came up here?"
She didn't give me time to answer. She reestablished our kiss and used body language to induce me to fuck her. I fucked her. She met my first thrust and all those thereafter. Every muscle in her body seemed to flex, each in its own perfect moment. Her coordination was flawless. She drew me deeper inside her. My first thought was about how good a fuck she was. My second thought was a bit weird. I thought about how much fun Eric must have had teaching her. I was glad he had taken the time. I quit thinking and fucked her. Her body moved under me. She was fucking me.
I whispered in her ear, "Remember, this is not a contest. Let's enjoy ourselves and make this last a long time." I felt her relax the slightest bit and together we adjusted our rhythm to a more manageable pace.
She replied by singing one line from a popular song in my ear. She sang, "Have I told you lately... that I love you?" A moment later, she said, "You are more fun than a roller coaster, Luke. You can have me any way you want me. I will do anything you ask." She purred and flexed her Kegel muscles. She repeated herself in the quietest of whispers, "Anything." I wondered if she was asking for something that I hadn't given her.
We kissed. It jogged a memory in my brain. I remembered necking with a high college girlfriend. The difference then was, back then I could only wish that my cock was buried completely inside her. Anne and I fucked each other leisurely for the next half hour. We didn't make small talk. I just listened to the love sounds that came out of her while we enjoyed each other.
We changed positions several times. We ended up lying comfortably on our left sides. I had entered her from the rear and was teasing her clit with a finger while I fucked her slowly. I felt the change in her as it happened. Her body felt like she was shivering from the cold. That wasn't what it was. We were under the covers and warm. The tremors that passed through her were from the baby orgasms that were coming to her. She gasped for breath once and whispered, "Don't change anything and please don't stop." A few seconds later she spoke in a normal tone, "I'm cumming, Luke." Then she whispered, "I'm cumming, I'm cumming." I didn't change my rhythm. I just continued to fuck her slowly, toyed with her clit and allowed her to have her soft sweet orgasm.
She remained still and moaned sweetly as it enveloped her. She did become slightly active but her movements were involuntary. Her breath became ragged. Her contractions were involuntary too. Her sweet pussy squeezed and tried to hold me. She was so wet and so slippery. I moved easily in and out of her. She was off in another world. I maintained control and kept the monster in check. I intended to fuck her very hard through one more orgasm before we slept.
My plan didn't work out. The convulsions inside her subsided. She let her little body relax and snuggled close to me. I stayed inside her and fucked her gently. I wanted the monster stimulated enough to keep his erection. She remained motionless and allowed me this pleasure while she recovered. She took a few minutes. Her breathing returned to normal and the hard thump that had been her heartbeat moderated. I held her and fucked her slowly.
She giggled and rolled over in my arms. The monster unwillingly gave up his position as we lost our connection. She found him and stroked him with one of her little hands. She touched my lips with the fingers of her other hand in a gesture that made me understand that she wanted me to remain quiet. She said, "Let me do this before we sleep."
She rolled on top of me and then took a position on her knees and between my legs. She held my hard cock in her hands and licked her own juices off him. She spent a minute or two kissing and bathing him with her tongue. At length, she took the head into her mouth and sucked hard enough that I thought I might be bruised. I captured her head in my hands and pushed right down her throat. She helped me and buried her face in my belly. I forced myself just a bit deeper and then held her there for a moment before I allowed her to breathe.
I throat fucked her gently and she hummed for the monster. She induced the most erotic vibrations in me. Uncontrollable joy enveloped me. A new and beautiful emotional bond formed around us. I wanted this to last forever but beyond my will, she was dragging me to the point of orgasm. I decided that I would allow her to take me there and then at the last moment I would manhandle her into the proper position on her back and fuck her little pussy viciously until she begged for mercy. I thought, "She will enjoy that."
That plan didn't work out either. Ejaculate erupted from me with my totally unexpected first spasm. All I could do was pause deep inside her and let it happen. Between spasms, I pulled most of the way out of her and then slammed myself back inside where I paused again. I fucked her hard enough to hurt her. Guttural sounds of distress came out of her. I know that I was grunting like the out of control pig that I was. I emptied myself in five or six strokes and then continued for five or six more as I enjoyed equally powerful but dry spasms.
I finished. I pulled my still hard cock out of her and physically dragged her up to lie on my chest. I held her there. She gasped for breath and coughed a few times. She coughed again even harder. I knew that she had my seminal fluid in her bronchial tubes. For an instant, I felt like such an asshole.
She whispered, "I'm okay," and coughed one last time. She laid her head back on my chest and breathed deeply but less raggedly for another moment or two.
A lock of her beautiful hair found its way into my mouth. I let it stay there. I twirled it with my tongue while I held her and loved her.
In another moment, she giggled. She brought her lips to mine and we kissed. This was a tender one. It amplified the emotion I was feeling. I wanted to fuck her again, right then. The monster wasn't up to it.
She rested her chin back down on my chest, looked into my eyes and said, "You really are more fun than the roller coaster." She smiled and whispered, "I hope you let me do that for you again someday." I recognized what I was seeing in her face. It was pride. She was so proud that she had made me lose control. I thought, "Damn Luke, you were lucky to find this one."
I held her a bit tighter and said, "Tell me about the roller coaster." I chuckled and asked, "Do you always cum when you ride one?"
She giggled and blushed at the same time. The blush was apparent even in the weak flicker of the candlelight. She answered, "No, that was the first time." She hesitated and continued, "It wasn't just the roller coaster. It was being with you on that scary fuckin' thing."
There was an even longer pause before she went on. She said, "There is something that I need for you to know. I get scared whenever I am around you. You make things happen inside me that I have never experienced before." She again made eye contact with me. She whispered, "I am in love with you." One tear welled up in one eye and then trickled down her cheek." She said, "I've never been in love before. I feel like a little girl that is playing with the grown-ups."
The one tear that she had shed moved me. It was the exclamation point that accented her words. I moved her off me and gathered her into a spoon position. I held her close. She let me cuddle with her this way. She cried quietly. We were both tired. In just a few minutes, she had cried herself to sleep.
I wondered, "How much trouble are we in here. Several women in the last two years have said that they loved me. The truth is, I make it a point to fall in love with most of my playmates to one degree or another. It makes the sex better. I've already let it happen with this one. It was easy. I always know that when I go back to my Linda, she will reestablish her dominance in my heart. She is the true keeper of my soul. The feelings that I have for my playmates don't diminish but they do become very pale when I compare them to what I feel for my Linda. The girls have the same experience, I think. Michelin loves Bobby far more than she will ever love me. It's never been a problem. This one doesn't have a love at home. All she has is a boyfriend. She likes him but she has said that she could never love him."
I wondered about Linda for a moment, "Does she fall in love with her playmates? She told me once that she wanted to and expected that she would fall in love with Bobby Wilkinson. She said it never happened. She told me that she likes him and enjoys being with him in and out of bed. She admitted to having very good sex with him and I know that to be true about some of the others too. I did remember one relevant comment of hers. She said that the strongest emotion she ever had for Bobby was a powerful animalistic lust. In one of our truth times, she once told me that she thinks of Bobby and the others as if they were toys that I had given her to play with. She just sent them home when playtime was over."
I thought, "Linda has found a way to separate our swinging adventures from our personal life in her mind. I can't quite do that. In some ways, she is stronger than I am."
My mind wandered down another track for a moment. I wondered, "What are Linda and her Lancelot doing right now." I looked at the clock. The little hand was halfway between the two and the three. The big hand was almost touching the six. I thought, "It's late. They are curled up together somewhere sleeping.
I needed a shower. I said, "Fuck it," to myself. I didn't want to get out of bed. I drew Anne closer to me and I tried to make my mind relax along with my body. I managed to let myself fall into at least a light sleep.
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Early morning light leaked into our room and nudged me out of my troubled sleep. I had to get up for a bathroom call. A look in the mirror made me wince. I thought, "Allow Anne to see you like this. She will fall out of love as easily as she fell in."
I washed my face just to help me wake up and then brushed my teeth. I scbangd a day and a half of stubble off my face. My hair looked as though someone had poured a can of motor oil over it. There wasn't much I could do with it before washing it. I looked at my body and struck a couple of poses for the benefit of the mirror. I thought, "You have been skipping your exercises this week." I chuckled when I thought, "Well, you have been exercising in other ways." I decided to sneak away and swim a few laps before I woke Anne. I needed to think some more about what passed between us last night.
Anne was warm and sleeping peacefully. I slipped on a swimsuit from my bag, snagged a fresh towel from the rack and quietly left the room. I did a short stretching routine when I reached the poolside. I dipped a toe in the water. It was cool but pleasantly so. I did a shallow dive off the edge and swam leisurely in an overhand crawl to the far end. The pool was a bit larger than my pool at home. Laps would be longer than what I was used to.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I returned to the place where I had started. I did an underwater flip turn, pushed off the side with my legs and increased my speed to my normal exercise level. I set a goal of only ten laps in the first set. Depending on how I felt, I might do ten more.

Swimming laps is so boring. I counted my strokes as I covered the first pool length. I was doing the math in my head. "Twelve strokes, two more than at home. That is a twenty percent increase. Ten laps here would be equal to twelve at home. I thought, "Silly, twenty percent increase in strokes, equals a twenty percent increase in distance."
On my third lap, I heard a splash. Someone else had entered the water. I was a bit disappointed. I had wanted to have the pool to myself at least for the next few minutes. I just continued my swim. A moment later, I felt movement in the water very close by my side. My face was under water. I turned my head and looked. It was the little girl that had slept with me last night. Her hair was in a ponytail that streamed out behind her in the wake of her passing. She was beautiful. She looked like a mythical water nymph. She had matched my speed and was moving gracefully through the water as a porpoise would.
I increased my speed. She kept up. I swam faster until she couldn't keep up. I felt her fingers take hold of the waistband of my suit. At first, I thought she was trying to strip it off me. She wasn't. She was just catching a ride. I pulled her along for a few strokes. It was amazing how little drag she offered.
As we moved into shallower water, I stopped and let my feet find the bottom. I stood with just the top of my shoulders out of the water. She came into my arms and wrapped her arms and legs around me. I get so excited when she does that. The monster moved and I knew that she felt it. She giggled and kissed me while she snuggled close. She whispered, "I thought you weren't going to stop and hold me."
She laid her head on my shoulder and let me hold her for a moment. One of her little hands found its way between us. She wrapped her fingers around my stiffening cock. She asked, "How soon will you be finished with your swim?"
I chuckled and drew her even closer. I answered, "I think I am already finished." I could feel excitement bubbling out of her.
I said, "You are in a sweeter mood than I thought you would be this morning."
She spoke quietly and her accent tickled my ears. She said, "It is always easy for me to feel this way when you hold me." She paused for a second and said, "I'm horny and I'm hungry. I want to get laid before we go to breakfast."
I asked, "Do you not remember crying yourself to sleep last night?"
She surprised me then. She giggled and nipped my earlobe. She said, "Yes, I remember. I was feeling sorry for myself. I was thinking that this would be our last day together. It made me sad." She nipped my ear again and then laid her head back on my shoulder. She whispered this time, "I have decided not to waste any of it." She said, "I want to suck your cock again."
I remained quiet. I didn't have anything to say but I was very happy that she hadn't been crying for the reasons that I had imagined.
She looked at me and the expression on her pretty face changed. She had been in a playful mood. I saw her become deadly serious in a heartbeat.
She said, "I frightened you when I told you that I loved you, didn't I?"
I continued to be quiet but I did answer her with a small nod.
She said, "Oh Luke, I'm so sorry." A moment passed while she laid her head back on my shoulder. She said, "Nothing has changed. I've been in love with you since the first moment I met you." She asked, "Do you remember that first meeting?" She didn't give me time to answer. She continued, "We were at a party at Wilkinson Manor. You came to my table to ask for a dance. I looked up at you and smiled. You became a tongue-tied little boy." Her head rose and she looked into my eyes again. She kissed me tenderly. She whispered, "I think we fell in love with each other at that moment?"
I kissed her this time. I held her tight enough to inhibit her breathing and spent enough time exploring her mouth with my tongue to remove any doubt about her assumption. I knew that loving her would be okay. It was not going to be the problem that I had envisioned.
She asked, "Do you want to finish your swim?"
I chuckled and said, "I don't think so. I've made a better deal."
She giggled and said, "Stay here and finish your swim. My hair is going to be a problem. I wasn't thinking when I got it wet. Give me half an hour to dry it and I will be waiting in a warm bed for you."
I kissed her once more and said, "That's a good plan." I let her go. She pushed off me and glided into water shallow enough for her to stand. I watched her cute bottom as she climbed the steps and retrieved her towel. She looked back at me and wiggled her butt for me once as she toweled the water off her almost naked body. She was wearing one of Linda's Bikinis. I was just a tad too tight on her.
I resumed my swim from where I stood as soon as she was out of sight. I completed my twenty laps in far less time than the half-hour Anne said she needed, so I swam ten more. I should have done a further ten but I wanted to save some energy for Anne and the time was almost up anyway. The workout made me feel good.
I walked into our room and Anne was still at the vanity blowing hot air through her mass of hair. I got out of my wet swimsuit and donned a terrycloth robe. I took over Anne's chore and finished drying her hair for her. It took another ten minutes but that was okay. I enjoyed pampering her.
She ran her fingers through her hair and said, "That's good enough. Use the dryer on your own hair for a few minutes while I make us a warm spot. She kissed my cheek and walked two steps away from me. She pulled the tag end of her robe's tie and let it slip off her shoulders. It fell to the floor around her feet. She raised her arms over her head and did a double pirouette for me. She spun fast enough for her hair to swing out from her body.
She was showing me that beautiful body. The monster moved and I turned the blow dryer on. She slipped into bed and covered herself completely. The A/C was still set on max and the room was chilly. I watched her shape under the covers wiggle around as she made herself comfortable.
Three or four minutes later, I slipped out of my robe. I caught Anne peeking at me from under the covers. I raised my arms over my head and did a double pirouette for her. Mine wasn't nearly as graceful as hers was.
She giggled at me but she turned the blankets back for me and moved away from the warm spot so that I could have it. It felt good and it felt even better when she snuggled up close to me. Her sweet female body was warm too.
I checked the clock before I covered my head to be with her. It wasn't yet seven o'clock. I thought, "We had to be away from here by eleven if we were going to have breakfast and still make it home on time. I decided that I wouldn't have to worry about it. Anne had said that she was hungry. I would probably have to feed her before then anyway." I thought, "At any rate, we have plenty of time for sex, a shower and a generous portion of snuggle time."
I decided to start with sex. I dragged her into the warm spot and rolled on top of her. I kissed her and allowed her to support about half my weight. We didn't hurry. I let my hands and my tongue explore her body. She purred and cooed for me to drive me on. I drew some sweet giggles and a few soft moans out of her along the way.
I stayed away from her pussy for at least twenty minutes. She squirmed trying to rub her clit against me. She used her hands to try to move mine to her sex. I playfully resisted her efforts. I had wet her belly button with my tongue and I was puffing air into it. She lost all her self-respect and begged. She whispered, "Please, Luke. Stop being mean to me. Help me cum. I need to cum right now. Help me, Luke. Please, eat my pussy." She was hot like a firecracker. I was proud of myself for making her that way.
I sucked her clit into my mouth. I rolled it with my tongue and sucked it while I slipped two fingers into the wet channel inside her. She flinched and gasped for air. A baby orgasm had just jolted her with pleasure. It happened again fifteen seconds later. She opened her body a bit wider for me and both her hands forced me tighter into her wet slit. Her bottom was coming off the bed in rhythmic thrust as she fucked my face hard and then harder still.
Almost immediately, a violent orgasm bubbled up out of her. It lasted a long time. She seemed to ride forever on the crest of this wave of pleasure. She isn't a screamer but she couldn't remain silent. Her love sounds filled the room. They excited me. Her breath was ragged. Her purrs and coos had evolved into heavy moans and she was speaking in Gaelic again. I recognized some of the words. She was praying to pagan gods. I became just a bit rough with her and helped her through it. At length, she began to come down. I sucked and licked her until she became quiet. I rolled away and repositioned myself to lie on my side next to her. I chuckled inside. I thought, "I know she enjoyed that one." I let my fingers toy with her titties while she recovered.
In a moment, both her hands went to her pussy. She let them cover her opening one on top of the other. I watched her squeeze and her hips rose as she slowly thrust into them. Her eyes fluttered open and locked with mine. Her voice was not a whisper but she was barely audible. She said, "You are something else, Liard Bowman." I had reason to be proud of myself again.
I lowered my head and licked a nipple. She gently pushed me away and said, "No, Luke. It's my turn but I need a minute or two. She found my cock, held it in her hand and squeezed playfully. She giggled as best she could and said, "I told you I wanted to suck this thing." She squeezed the monster again and began to stroke him gently.
I lay on my back and rested. I thought, "Who am I to argue?"
Presently, she rolled on top of me. I held her there while she kissed me. She allowed her tongue to begin to explore the places on my body that she knew to be sensitive. The benefits of our previous experiences with each other were beginning to come into play now. She continued to hold and stroke the monster. She licked and sucked my nipples in turn. She kissed and sucked the tips of my fingers and licked the palms of my hands. She planted sweet little kisses down my chest and abdomen. She found my navel and tongue bathed it. Finally, she licked my balls and the underside of my cock. She kissed the head and then tongued the underside of the sensitive tip. The monster was demanding his due. I know she could feel my pulse in him.
I held her face in place and let the monster touch her lips. They parted for me and I pushed him a few inches into her mouth. She sucked and took more of him and then all of him. I heard a soft moan then and it took a few seconds for me to realize that it had come from me.
I held her and fucked her this way. Small animal sounds came from her and she hummed for me. I felt myself moving closer and closer to the edge. Suddenly, I realized that I was too close. I had to stop this before I lost it. My plan was to cum deep in her sweet pussy and my intent was to force fuck her if need be. I didn't want this to be over. I had to back down and calm myself.
Anne sensed my predicament. She backed away and let the monster flop out of her mouth and down to rest on my belly. She made her way up my body and kissed me. She had spread her knees apart and let her pussy settle over my hard cock. We refer to what she was doing to me as, "dry fucking," but I could feel her juices leaking out of her and making the monster wet.
I whispered, "We're both ready, Sweetheart. Let's just let it happen." I made the monster jerk for her.
She quickly replied, "No, Luke. Not yet, it's not time yet." She rested all of her weight on me and stopped moving at all. I held her and willed myself to calm down. I was able to back away from the edge but only a little. My arousal level was still high. There was a little devil on my shoulder screaming, "Force fuck her, Luke." The little angel on my other shoulder won out. She said, "Don't do it, Luke. She has something special in mind."
Anne lay still and gave me the time I needed to win my battle. At length, she accented her accent as she spoke. She said, "Laird, if a wee lass that ye were fond of came ta ye and asked for something extra special, would ya be givin' it ta her?"
I thought, "Surely she didn't stop what was going on just to talk in hypotheticals." I was thinking about kicking my little angel's ass but then I realized that this wasn't going to be a hypothetical conversation. I replied to Anne, "What do you want, my wee lass that I am so fond of?"
She couldn't help herself. She giggled and hesitated but then she whispered with hardly any accent at all, "I want you to bugger me."
Something happened to me mentally that was like being hit over the head with a rolled-up newspaper. I said, "What?" Then I asked, "Didn't you tell me you weren't into that?"
She answered, "I did but let me explain. I've been thinking about it." She continued a moment later, "Michelin told me that I would be into it if I tried it. She told me that you had enjoyed doing her and that I could trust you not to harm me."
I tried to break in there but she wouldn't let me. It was as if she had a prepared speech.
She said, "Let me finish. Michelin showed me how to properly prepare myself and she sent a bottle of her special lubricant with me." There was another pause.
I tried to speak again but she put a finger over my lips.
She said, "I'm not finished." She spoke quietly as if there was someone else there that might hear. She said, "Laird, my arse is the only part of me that is still virgin. I would that you be the one to have me that way the first time." She continued, "We have to go back to your ranch in a few hours. This might be our last chance." She moved next to my ear and whispered, "Bugger me."
The monster had lost a portion of his rigidity. Anne moved to him and took him back into her mouth.
I lay there and pondered her proposition. My cock began to come back to attention. Anne was making lewd slurping noises and giving me time to think. I already knew I was going to butt fuck her but I let her keep sucking me because it felt so good. I let her take me back a bit closer to the edge.
A minute later, I asked, "Assuming that you can do it here, how long will it take to prepare yourself?"
She came back to me and kissed my cheek. She giggled and answered, "I've already done that while you were swimming. That's why my hair was still wet when you got here." She giggled again and then said, "The lube is under that pillow wrapped in a towel. Michelin showed me how to warm it in hot water. I've done that too."
I said, "It seems you have thought of everything.
She got very close to my ear again and whispered as she pressed her whole body against me, "All you have to do is roll me over."
I chuckled.
She giggled under her breath and said, "Hell, I'll do that for you too. Bugger me, Luke. I promise Michelin that I would ask you for this. It took me three days but I finally have my mind right. I want you to make it happen." Her tongue slipped into my mouth for a few seconds. She said, "I want to brag to Michelin when we go home.
I let my hand slide down her back and caress the swell of her bottom. I slipped a finger into her crack and touched her anus. She flinched but only slightly. She wasn't wearing a butt plug. She hadn't thought of everything. I thought, "It probably won't matter. I got inside Linda easily enough when she wasn't using one."
I rolled Anne over on her belly and slid my hand under the pillow that she had indicated. The small bundle was there. I worked the small squeeze bottle that it contained away from the towel it had been wrapped in. It did feel warm in my hand. It was a white plastic bottle. It was translucent but not transparent. I had expected a gel but if this had been in that form, it had been heated enough to liquefy.
The bottle had a short applicator spout on the lid and it had a small red cap on that. I removed the cap and let a drop of the liquid fall onto one cheek of Anne's bottom. She giggled. I rubbed it in with a fingertip. The liquid was colorless and I didn't detect any odor. It was warm and very slippery.
I said, "Relax now, Lassie. I have to do my part of your preparation now. Think pleasant thoughts." I spread her cheeks a bit and squeezed a small portion of the warm liquid onto the exterior of her tight little pucker. I rubbed around the outside and then worked a slippery finger a short distance inside her opening. She remained as still and quiet as she could. I felt her attempts to relax but she would flinch and tighten up each time I moved.
I whispered, "Relax." I slipped the spout inside her as far as it would go. It was only about an inch long. I squeezed a small amount of the warm lubricant inside her. She squirmed the slightest bit and purred. I squeezed about a quarter of the small bottle's contents into her. I put a finger in her and then two. I stretched her gently for a couple of minutes. I thought, "This isn't nearly as messy as the butter that I used with Linda."
I rose to my knees between her spread legs and I saw her body stiffen. I could sense some anxiety in her. I realized that this was new to her. I had to be the teacher here. I thought, "This is weird." I sat back on my haunches and took the monster in hand. I squeezed the bottle again and applied a bead of the lubricant from his tip to his base. I massaged it in and around his full length. It made me as slippery as it had made her bottom.
I had to make one decision after another as I felt my way through this procedure that was new to me. Here was the big one. How am I going to do this thing? I decided to go face to face. That is what I had planned for Linda and this could be good practice. I set the lube bottle aside and used the towel to wipe my hands as dry as I could.
Anne was surprised when I manhandled her onto her back. I was still on my knees. I hooked an arm under each of her knees and raised them up as I drew her whole body nearer to me. I pushed her knees right down to her shoulders and held her there. I had her pinned as if she was in a wrestling hold. Her pussy and her asshole were both available to me. I looked into her eyes and found fear expressed there.
I asked, "Are you afraid?"
She answered, "I'm scared to death just as I was on the roller coaster." She whispered, "I am about to cum. Please don't stop."
I looked down between us and guided my cock to the entrance of her sweet pussy. I lowered myself and kissed her while I pushed completely inside her. I slowly long stroked her four or five times."
She moaned and whispered, "Oh, Luke."
I whispered, "Maybe this will lessen your fears." I felt the monster stiffen until he acquired the status of a steel rod.
She had one baby orgasm. Her pussy tightened around me and she jerked with the jolt of pleasure it produced for her. I could feel the big one rising to the surface. I stroked her hard one time and then pulled out of her. I pressed the monster's head against her back door and said, "Relax."
It took a little force but I pushed past her sphincter and shoved one more inch of my shaft inside her. She thrust into me and I felt her hands moving between our bodies on the way to her pussy. I found little resistance as I pushed the rest of the way into her. Her love sounds excited me. I began to fuck her slowly and with care.
She was massaging her clitoris and rhythmically squeezing her pussy. I wasn't hurting her. I increased my pace and two strokes later increased it again. In another few seconds, her orgasm wrapped her in ecstasy. I had induced orgasms in her before and held her while she had them. I had seen nothing compared to the intensity of this one. I thought, "There is something about this butt fuckin' thing that I don't understand."

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I lost it. My orgasm was at least as powerful as hers was but it didn't last nearly as long. She became vocally active again and spoke to her gods in her second language as she had before. I pumped several streams of hot cum into her. I emptied myself completely and my orgasm ended. I held her in place and fucked her ass more gently until her sounds morphed into whimpers and coos. When I was sure that she was finished, I pulled out and rolled to my back to lie beside her. I felt her shudder one more time. One last little one had rattled through her body.

She uncoiled her body from the wadded-up position I had been holding her in and snuggled close to me. Our covers had been lost somewhere along the trip. We lay there in the cool air until we lost some of our excess heat. A minute later, her breath had become more regular and I couldn't feel the thump of her heart in her chest anymore. She whimpered and whispered, "Cold." She snuggled closer to me.
I pulled our blankets over her and in another minute, I needed them too.
There was no more sex that morning. We cuddled as long as we could and we slept some too. We bathed, packed the car and were on the road a few minutes before eleven. I was ravenously hungry and I was surprised that Anne had let me go this long without feeding her. I drove straight to the nearest Denny's restaurant.
As we drove into the parking lot, Anne leaned over to me and kissed my cheek. She said, "I thought that you had forgotten that I was hungry."
I chuckled and then whispered, "You told me that you were horny and hungry. It took a long time to get you over being horny."
She laughed with me. We ordered hot tea for her and coffee for me. When that was delivered, we both ordered too much food.
I caught Anne looking at me with a mischievous look in her eyes. She giggled and said, "We were very naughty."
I chuckled and replied, "Yes we were. Didn't you just love it?"
She smiled. She said, "I did. I hope we get to do it again." Then she asked, "What about you?"
I said, "I will want to do it again."
She said, "I can't wait to tell Michelin. Then she asked, "Are you going to tell anyone?"
I answered, "I will tell Linda if she asks."
The waitress brought our food. We were both hungry and we took a break in our conversation to eat.
At length, I said, "That was the best orgasm you ever had with me."
She giggled and said, "It was. I can't remember ever having one better."
I said, "I don't understand how that works. Michelin once told me that it enhances her orgasms and it works that way for Linda too. I accept that it does but I don't understand why."
Anne said, "Michelin tried to explain it to me. She said that it had something to do with the clitoris. She said that the organ is a lot bigger than the little man in the boat that you like to play with. She said that it is like an iceberg. Only about ten percent of it is above the surface. She said that it has two legs that are inside our bodies that are several inches long. They are called the wishbone because that's what they resemble. I think those must be stimulated during anal sex."
That was fascinating to me. I had no idea that my education in female anatomy was so remiss in detail. I said, "I'm going to read up on that when I get a chance."
We talked of other things while we finished our late breakfast.
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We arrived at the ranch well before the deadline that we had all agreed upon. I decided I could put the car in the barn later and parked near the house. We carried our overnight bags into the house. Linda and her Lancelot were already there.
Linda was radiant and bubbly. It was evident that she had enjoyed her day away with Eric. On the other hand, Eric looked a bit haggard. I thought, "I can't wait to have a truth time with my young and vibrant wife."
Linda came to me and let me hold her for a moment. She asked if we had fun and offered to make us a drink. She had half a glass of wine in her hand and Eric was holding two fingers of whiskey in a highball glass. I accepted her offer and she went to the bar. Anne elected to pour a glass of Linda's wine for herself from the refrigerator.
I asked Eric, "How does the Scotch from my bar compare with the stuff that Ted gave you?"
He laughed and replied, "Luke, in all honesty, compared to Ted's whiskey this is swill." Then he laughed and added, "Still, it is much better than what I am used to." We laughed together as Linda handed me my drink.
I kissed Linda's cheek and then Anne's. I asked, "Linda, is there anything I needed to do before Juan and Maria arrive?"
She said, "Take Eric to the patio and have your drinks. Give Anne and me a moment to visit. She can help me change the linen on our beds." Then she added, "You could blow up some of the pool toys for the kids."
Anne said, "Wait, Luke. I left my bears in the car. Would you get them for me?"
I said, "Sure," and I told Eric I would meet him on the patio."
When I got back with the bears, Anne took them from me and Linda made some comment about the three bears in the Goldilocks story.
Anne said to Linda, "Luke and I had such fun at Six, Flags yesterday. Thank you for letting him take me there. I won these three bears and I want to give you one of them to remember Eric and me by." They got all misty, so I went out to the patio.
Eric was watching two of the Pekin ducks through the field glasses. He asked, "Are they not migratory? Why haven't they moved farther north by now?"
I replied, "They are domestic and I acquired those two and another pair for Linda." I continued, "Wild ducks come through and visit us twice a year and there is a pair of Mallards that spend the winter here in mild years. Linda fell in love with them and missed them when they went north. I put the big white ones on the lake to take their place. I chose that breed because they are so easy to see from here."
Eric asked, "Usually albinos can't make it in the wild. Are they not preyed upon because they are so easy to see?
I said, "We do have coyotes and foxes here but so far they haven't been a problem." I went on, "I saw a red-tailed hawk attack that pair once. That big drake kicked his ass and he went on his way."
Eric said, "I haven't seen any deer."
I said, "I have seen them this time of day but not often when the sun is bright. We see them quite often at dusk and in the mornings when we are up early enough."
There was a lull in our conversation as Eric continued his search farther up the lakeshore.
I said, "Eric, you appear to be a bit frayed around the edges. Did my sweet wife beat you up that badly yesterday and last night?"
He laid the binoculars down on the rail structure and came to sit with me at the table. He sipped the last of his drink and said, "Linda told me that she wouldn't do anything that she wouldn't want you to know of. She said that I must answer truthfully any question that you might ask. That says a great deal about your relationship with her. He paused and continued, "I wouldn't want to have to be secretive with you. I am glad I don't have to be." There was a longer pause while he locked eyes with me. He went on, "On the other hand, she also said that there are times when you might not want to know some things."
I stopped him and said, "You need to have another drink and lighten up a bit. I'm never going to ask you about the details of any act that the two of you indulge in that you might consider to be lewd, rude or crude." I hesitated and said, "Really, I just wanted to know that you enjoyed being with her and what surprise she had for you at the club." I took his empty glass and rose from the table.
He said, "I'll pass on more drink. I don't want to be snoggered when your other guests arrive. I try not to be that way around children."
I sat and said, "Good man. Now tell me what happened at the club."
He laughed and said, "We got to the club about nine. They allowed us entry with no charge. Linda seemed to know all the staff but few of the patrons. We were served at our table almost as soon as we sat down."
I laughed and said, "That's too much detail, Eric. Just tell me the good stuff."
He looked at me sheepishly, as he does and said, "We sat together and watched people as they arrived for about half an hour. The DJ began to play slow and cuddly dance music. We danced two dances together and went back to our table. When we arrived, there was a strikingly pretty redhead sitting and waiting for us. Linda introduced me to her and she asked Linda's permission to dance with me."
I broke in and said, "That had to be Barbra Porter. We call her Barb."
He said, "Yes. Linda said that she was her friend but she had been your friend first. A moment passed, before he continued, "We danced. She danced very closely and we enjoyed the Waltz. When it ended, Barb told me where to look and I saw Linda standing on the dance floor about twenty feet away. She was with a big scary looking bloke. It appeared that Linda was intimidating him completely. Barb giggled and said that we had time for another dance. She became quite forward. I enjoyed her behavior."
Eric continued, "Barb and I went back to the table. Linda remained absent for the length of another dance and then she brought her partner to the table. Of course, you must have figured out that he was the Club manager, Big Ed. You had mentioned that I would meet him. He shook my hand and welcomed me to the club. He made an excuse to leave. He kissed Linda's cheek, nodded to Barb and was gone. He hadn't been there half a minute."
I said, "You really do need to get to the good part. Juan and Maria will be here in a few minutes."
He chuckled. He said, "We stayed until almost midnight. We watched, danced, and enjoyed the evening. We did interact with several other couples. I tried to pay our bar tab but I was informed that our drink was on the house. Ed had covered it for us." He paused and said, "Your wife is certainly a cheap date."
I said, "Eric! What happened next?"
He just blurted it out, "Barb took us home with her. They made me sleep in the middle. To answer your question from earlier, yes. With the help of her friend, Linda did pretty well beat me up and I do feel a bit ragged."
I laughed and thought, "I've been there and done that." I asked, "Do you want to help me inflate some of the pool toys?" I dragged the toy box out of the pool house and plugged in the little air compressor that I had acquired specifically for this job. We finished that small chore in ten minutes or less.
The patio door opened. Juan and his wife came through. He was carrying his youngest child, Veronica. She is my favorite of his clan and I have a special relationship with her. Juan said, "She starting asking for you before we came into the house." He let her slide out of his arms onto my lap. I have to pay attention when I hold her. She is a trim and powerful four-year-old and she squirms like an eel.
I introduced Eric to Juan and Maria while I was getting a sloppy Veronica kiss and hug. They shook hands and started a conversation that I ignored for the next few minutes while I gave some attention to Veronica. She expected me to tickle her and hold her tightly for a moment or two. She was wearing her swimsuit. I was going to have to swim with her but I was successful in putting it off until after dinner.
Juan's youngest sons, Miguel and Luis were next on the scene. They were ten and seven respectively. They both stood by my chair respectfully until I acknowledged them. When I did, the elder Miguel asked, "May we swim, Sir?"
I asked, "Will you both be very careful and not hurt each other?"
They each answered, "Yes, Sir, in unison." I knew that was a lie. They were both rambunctious and aggressive. It was most likely that there would be blood in the water before the evening was over. I gave my permission anyway and away they went.
Anne came through the door next. She came to my chair and knelt down beside me with one hand behind her back. I felt Veronica stiffen in my arms and she sat more erect on my lap. I saw a change in attitude reflected in her face. Somehow, she had sensed a relationship between Anne and me. I was sure that no one else in her family had seen it.
Veronica looked at Anne and her little dark eyes narrowed to slits. She said, "My Unka Luke." It was clear that she was telling Anne to keep her distance.
Anne handled it well. She remained serious and replied, "I know, Sweetheart. He told me that you were his favorite little girl in the whole world. He told me that you were coming to see him this afternoon, so I brought a surprise for you. She brought one of the Teddy bears into view and held it out to Veronica.
Veronica hesitated and looked up at me. I said, "Anne is my friend and she wants to be your friend too."
She looked at Anne and the Teddy bear. Her cute little face softened some. She looked across the table at her father and I saw him give her a slight nod. She smiled at Anne and said, "Bear." She leaned forward, took the gift and then allowed Anne to hug her.
Anne stood and said, "Maria did all the cooking before she got here. Dinner will be ready in fifteen minutes." She continued, "Adults in the dining room and those wet boys can eat here." She looked down at Veronica and said, "You can sit next to your Uncle Luke, Sweetheart."
Veronica said one word, "Papa."
Juan broke in. He looked at Anne and said, her place at home is next to me." Then he whispered, "For reasons of discipline, it's a good idea."
Anne laughed and nodded her head. She went back into the house. When we went to the table a few minutes later, I seated Veronica in the only chair with a high cushion. Her chair was placed diagonally at the corner of the table. She smiled and giggled when her father and I sat down on either side of her. It seems that concessions are always made for pretty girls.
The food was on the table. Linda and Maria shared the task of removing covers from the different dishes. One look told me that Maria had outdone herself. The dinner had been built around enchiladas. I knew that half would be made from pulled pork and the rest from chicken. All the colorful side dishes were there and well presented. Spanish rice, refried beans, guacamole, corn on the cob and a few things made from onions and tomatoes were there in their plenty. Warm tortillas from both wheat flour and cornmeal were hiding in their baskets under cloth. Peppers, sour cream and both red and green chili sauces were there. Ice water and iced tea rounded out our fare.
After Linda and Maria had seated themselves, Maria spoke to Anne and Eric. She said, "All the dishes here are authentic Mexican as my mother would have made. She continued, "I did tone the peppers and spices down to what I know to be Luke's taste. I hope that it is mild enough for the two of you." She went on, "The bowl sitting in front of my husband contains a salsa that would burn the scales off a dragon's tail. It is seasoned to my Juan's taste. I prepared plenty so that you could try it if you wish." She giggled and added, "At your own risk, of course."
Dinner was a total success. The food was also the topic of conversation. Verbal comparisons between our meal and traditional foods of Scotland passed among our guests.
I caught myself flirting with my wife. I thought, "I'll be glad when I get her back. A week is too long for this kind of thing." She fingered her necklace and the twinkle in her eyes said that her thoughts matched mine.
After dinner, we adjourned to the living room for more conversation over coffee and tea. Veronica gave me half an hour before she came to me to collect on my promise to take her for a swim. Her mother took her to the pool and strapped her into her life jacket while I went to my room and changed into a swimsuit.
We got in the water and she immediately started a fight with her two brothers. We all splashed and laughed as we played with each other. Anne and Linda joined us fifteen or twenty minutes later. Linda joined the fight on the boy's side and Anne tried to help Veronica and me.
A few minutes later, Linda and I slipped off together and left Anne to entertain Veronica. I sat on the steps in the shallow end of the pool and drew her down onto my lap. I said, "This time tomorrow, it'll just be me and you, Kid."
She replied, "I'm ready for this week to be over. I have enjoyed my Lancelot and I am looking forward to this last night with him. He definitely lived up to his reputation and my expectations but I'm ready for the comfort I always find with you." She cuddled close and allowed me to hold her for another minute or two.
Veronica came splashing up to us and I helped her onto my lap with Linda. She had been swimming and she wasn't wearing her life jacket. Her technique lacked polish. She was wasting a lot of energy but she was swimming. Anne was only a few feet behind her.
Veronica said, "I swim, Unka Luke."
Anne said, "She wanted to try. I think she did very well."
Linda kissed my cheek and excused herself to tend to our other guests. Anne and I separated by about ten feet and let Veronica swim back and forth between us until she tired.
Maria had been watching. She came to retrieve her daughter saying, "It's time for her to get dried off and into her sleeping clothes." Veronica demonstrated her prowess as a swimmer by doing one more lap before she allowed herself to be captured by her mother. Maria praised her as they walked away together.
Anne came close but didn't touch me. She whispered, "I know I can't sit in your lap in this company but I want you to know that I'm looking forward to sucking your cock later."
The monster moved. I said, "Let's dry off. We can have a drink and socialize for a few minutes. Maria will take her brood home in about half an hour." I whispered, "I plan to eat your pussy until you beg for mercy." Anne giggled for me as I helped her out of the water. I walked her through the outdoor shower before we dried ourselves.
Linda brought us each a terry cloth robe from the pool house. She said, "Eric wants us all to swim after Juan and Maria leave. Just wear these over your suits." The three of us left the boys in the pool and joined Eric and Juan at the patio table. Maria was in the pool house drying Veronica's hair.
Whiskey for me and wine for Anne appeared like magic. Juan and Eric were in a deep discussion about animal husbandry. Juan was expounding on the virtues of our Brangus herd and how their linage could be traced back to Scotland. It was almost as if we had interrupted them. They were both gentlemen. They worked the girls into the conversation.
My eyes wandered and came to rest on Anne. That caused my mind to wander. I pictured the tight, young, female body that was hiding under her robe and I thought about the blowjob that she had promised me. She caught me looking at her and smiled demurely for me. Her tongue flicked out and licked her lips. The monster moved.
I looked at Linda. She was fingering her necklace but her eyes were on her Lancelot. She had told me that she was looking forward to their last night together. Suddenly, it came to me that I wanted to watch them. I have watched Linda with her lovers before. It is one thing to know about her activities. It is entirely something else to see her in the act. It always draws emotion from me. Sometimes it is good and sometimes it isn't but it is always powerful. The monster moved.
Veronica came on the scene. She came straight to me and I helped her climb onto my lap. She was bright and fluffy. Her long black hair had been dried and brushed out. She was wearing brightly colored pajamas in the Winnie-the-Poo, motif. She hugged the stuffed toy that Anne had given her. She smiled and said, "Poo Bear."
I had seen her this way before. It was her bedtime and she was fighting sleep. Her big coal-black eyes were droopy. I knew she would lose the fight in the next few minutes. She snuggled with me and let me hold her for a little while. When she wanted down, I put her on the floor. She ran around the table to her father. He picked her up and held her as I had. I couldn't help being envious of him. She was sound asleep in two minutes.