Adultery Wife Wants a Hall Pass by LewdLuke

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Maria and her two boys came to the table. The boys thanked me for letting them use the pool and everyone around the table thanked Maria for the fine dinner. The party was officially over. Linda and Maria had cleaned the kitchen and loaded Juan's truck earlier. Everyone walked out to the truck to say their goodbyes.

We watched the truck move down the hill and then Anne took my hand and led me to the pool. I dimmed the pool lights on the way. All four of us were in the pool in a heartbeat. A heartbeat later, the girls were both naked.
To be continued...

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Hall Pass Ch. 60 - Too Busy, Let's Slow Down

By: LewdLuke
Maria and her two boys came to the table. The boys thanked me for letting them use the pool and everyone around the table thanked Maria for the fine dinner. The party was officially over. Linda and Maria had cleaned the kitchen and loaded Juan's truck earlier. Everyone walked out to the truck to say their goodbyes.
We watched the truck move down the hill and then Anne took my hand and led me to the pool. I dimmed the pool lights on the way. All four of us were in the pool in a heartbeat. A heartbeat later, the girls were both naked.
I thought, "Okay." I stripped my trunks off and tossed them up onto the pool apron. Anne came to me with a pretty smile on her face and an evil glint in her eye. We were in water a bit over waist deep. I pulled her close to me and moved into water that was a little deeper. She wrapped her legs around me and I pinned her to the pool wall as we kissed.
She grasped my stiffening cock in one hand and whispered, "God, I want this thing inside me." She asked, "Would you like to let Eric watch you fuck his little sister?" She hesitated and said, "He has never seen anything like that before."
I had to pause for thought.
She said, "Look."
Linda had maneuvered Eric to the shallow end of the pool and had him sitting on the second step of the stair. Its surface was just awash. She was on her knees a few steps below and between his legs. She was holding his hard cock in both her hands. As we watched, she bent and kissed the top of its head as if she were an East Indian snake charmer. She then sucked the head and maybe an inch of the shaft into her mouth. I heard Eric sigh as he lay back on the pool apron. He took her head in both his hands and began to fuck her mouth slowly. The monster jerked in Anne's hand. She giggled.
I drew close to Anne's ear and asked in a whisper, "Have you ever seen your brother get a really nice blowjob?"
She giggled and answered in her own whisper, "I have. I've seen it from up close. I've seen it from about where Linda is right now." The monster moved in her hand again. She giggled and asked, "Would you like a really nice blowjob right now?"
I answered, "I think that I had rather be in a nice warm bed with you?" I continued, "This is our last night together. Let's not waste it with a quickie in a cold pool." We left the pool quietly via the ladder in the deep end. Anne displayed some exuberance as she led me up the stairs to the blue room. We arrived there both naked and wet. She led me directly to the window overlooking the pool and said, "Watch." She then fetched towels from the bathroom. She handed me a towel and excused herself to dry her hair.
I watched as I dried my body and my hair as best I could. My wife was sucking Eric's cock but she was being very careful not to take him over the edge. It was just foreplay. She treats me to that same pleasure. I had watched their flirts earlier. They had become so blatant that I thought Maria would notice. I wasn't sure that she hadn't.
Linda wanted that hard cock deep in her sweet pussy. I knew that she would have Eric out of the pool and in the pool house as soon as she realized that Anne and I were gone. I felt no jealousy and my increasing arousal became apparent to me when I realized that I was gently stroking the hard cock that lay in my hand. The voyeur in me was coming out.
I watched as Linda rose to her knees and looked about. She had realized that they were alone. She lay down full length on Eric and they kissed. She spoke and then stood as she pulled Eric to his feet. His cock became visible to me in it's entirety for the first time. It stood proudly and I thought, "Linda's earlier description of it was accurate."
I watched them until Linda led him out of sight into the pool house. Her enthusiasm was apparent. I was happy for her and I wanted to watch her get fucked by the young stud that she had enjoyed so much this week. I went to Anne and let her finish drying my hair. It only took a minute or so. I kissed her and told her that I would make the room cooler.
The room was too warm so I left and went to the thermostat that controlled this A/C zone of the house. I set it to sixty degrees and the A/C came on immediately. I went to the bar, made myself a stiff drink, and acquired a glass of wine for Anne from the kitchen. I hurried back to the blue room. I didn't want to miss any of the show. I knew that Linda would put off showering and drying her hair until after they had sated their passion at least to some degree.
I delivered Anne's wine to her and crawled upon the bed. I sat my drink on the nightstand and reached for the TV remote. I hit the power button and the equipment lit up. I keyed in the code for the security system and a view of the bed in the pool house came into view almost instantly. The settings had not changed. I could see the whole bed and everything was in sharp focus.
It was evidently warm in their room too. Linda and Eric were not under the covers. Eric's face was buried in Linda's slit. She was holding him there with both hands and rhythmically thrusting into him. I turned the audio volume up. A sweet moan from Linda drew Anne's attention. She laid her dryer on the vanity and fluffed her hair as she came to me.
The TV illustrated that the action there was not foreplay. Eric intended to bring Linda to completion. She knew it and was not far from letting it happen. She can cum so easily when she is properly stimulated and this young man obviously knew what he was doing.
Anne snuggled close where she could see and took over the chore of stroking my cock for me. She thought we were watching a porn flick. It took a moment for her to recognize Linda and Eric. She gasped and then giggled. She said, "Eric told me that there was a camera in the pool house. He asked if we had been watching them."
I said, "I looked in on them once while you were asleep the other night. They were sleeping, so I didn't watch for more than a minute or two." I didn't mention my attack of jealousy. I paused and said, "Linda and I watched you and Eric for a few minutes the night that you slept with him."
She giggled and said, "Nothing happened that night. You couldn't have seen anything."
I replied, "I saw the two of you snuggle and spoon with each other. It was obvious to me that you love each other and are very comfortable with those feelings." After a pause, I added, "Truthfully, I was disappointed that nothing happened. You both were wearing PJs for shit's sake."
She said, "We do love each other. We have been sleeping together like that since I was two or three years old. It doesn't have anything to do with sex. We haven't had sex together for a long time but I would have talked him into it if I had known you wanted me to." She continued, "I asked him to doggy fuck me but he knew I was just teasing him."
I opted not to tell her that I had heard her ask to be doggy fucked. I chuckled and said, "Maybe next time."
Anne said, "Linda is about to cum all over my brother's face."
It happened. We heard Linda's scream over the TV and it drifted up to our window from the pool house too. Her rhythmic thrusts morphed into an uncontrollable bucking motion. In self-defense, Eric did the same thing I would have done. He took control, forcefully held her in place and continued eating her sweet pussy. She finally became still and her whole body just quivered while she had her orgasm. It appeared to be very good, lasted a long time and then she seemed to fall into a state of relaxed contentment. Eric definitely knew how to handle her.
He only let her bask in the afterglow for a moment or so while they kissed. He then rose between her legs. She spread herself open to him and used her hand to guide his cock to her entrance. As we watched, he slid that hard cock completely inside my wife's pussy. She rose to meet his thrust and they froze it that position for a few seconds before they began to fuck each other slowly.
I felt no jealousy and my arousal was about to get out of hand.
Linda's knees rose into the air and she planted her feet on the bed on either side of her lover. Her arms went around his neck and they kissed as they fucked each other. Eric seemed to wallow in her depths. Linda's legs wrapped themselves around her Scottish playmate. They continued to fuck.
I couldn't take any more. I shifted my attention to Anne. I rolled on top of her and kissed her. I felt her open herself in invitation to me.
She whispered, "Fuck me, Luke. I need to cum. I want you inside me." She used her fingers to spread her outer lips for me. I easily slipped inside her and I felt the head of my cock touch the hardness of her cervix. Her pussy squeezed me as I began to thrust into her. She met those thrusts and purred in my ear.
I was much too close to the edge. I was fighting hard not to disappoint Anne by cumming too soon. Linda screamed again as her second orgasm enveloped her. Anne said, "Harder, Luke. I'm cumming. I'm cumming. I snuck a peek at the TV screen. I could see Eric's butt clinches as he pumped cum into my Linda. She was eagerly receptive to his efforts. She was lost in the pleasure of her own orgasm.
My first spasm didn't surprise anyone. I fucked Anne harder as she had requested but I really went off in my own world to enjoy my orgasm. I used her body for my own pleasure while I thought about Linda fucking her Lancelot. For the first time, I experienced Jealousy over Linda while I was cumming in another woman's pussy. It was only a slight pang of jealousy and it was an especially nice pussy.
I felt Anne wrap her tight young body around me and draw me deeper inside her. My jealousy evaporated and I thought, "Luke, love the one you're with." From that moment on, I gave my full attention to Anne. I helped her through her orgasm while I finished mine and then, I willed myself to maintain my erection long enough to give her another one a minute later. I love multi-orgasmic women, especially when they go off in strings like firecrackers.
When this one was over, I was damned glad. I had worked so hard that I hurt all over. Another ten seconds of exertion would have seriously injured me. Luckily, Anne was used up too. I rolled off her and she moved close enough to touch me. She lay on her back beside me. We both slipped into that place inside where you can go to soak in ecstasy while you recover. It was a nice place to be. I let it last as long as I could. Anne brought me back to the real world a bit too soon.
She whispered, "Damn, Luke. Watching turned us both on, didn't it?" She took two more deep breaths before she could go on. She continued her thought, "I'm going to find a way to watch more often."
I looked at the TV. Linda and Eric were under a thin sheet. They were apparently involved in a game of, Slap-and-Tickle. I could hear Linda's giggles and coos. I pointed the remote at the tube and pressed the "off" button.
I replied, "Watching is a powerful stimulant. Especially if you have an emotional connection to the person you are watching."
The room had cooled off and we had too. Anne sat up in place and drew the covers up and over us. She lay back down and snuggled close to me. I was glad that I didn't have to move.
We cuddled and allowed another twenty minutes to pass without conversation. Finally, Anne said, "We need to shower."
I asked, "Are we through for the evening?"
She replied, "I am if you are. This isn't a contest. I just want you to hold me while we sleep." In another moment she said, "If we sleep now, maybe we can wake up early enough to have something in the morning before we have to go." She didn't allow me to answer. She said, "Give me a few minutes." She slipped out of our warm spot and padded to the bathroom on bare feet.
Half an hour later, we were both dry and sparkly. We wadded up in our spoon together to make us a new warm spot. Sleepytime was sneaking up on both of us. Unbelievably, the proximity of Anne's sweet-smelling, smooth and naked body induced the monster to move.
I said, "The smell of orange blossoms excites me."
She asked, "Are you reminded of Michelin?"
I just said, "Yes," and let it go at that. A moment later, I asked, "Have we done everything that you wanted us to do?"
She turned the question over in her mind for a time before she answered. She said, "There is one thing but I will save it for the next time. You can only pack so much into such a short visit."
I said, "Tell me what we missed."
She replied, "It's not necessary. It will be good for me to have something to look forward to."
My thought was, "There may not be a next time." I said, "Tell me then, what the best part of your visit was."
Without hesitation, she answered, "The day and night that we spent alone together. That was very special. I want more of that."
I replied, "I would like to have more of that too. You made me feel young again." I hesitated for a moment and said, "Now, tell me what we missed."
She snuggled closer to me and said, "Okay, if you really want to know." A few seconds later, she said, "I wanted to have sex with Linda at least once." That surprised me enough that I remained quiet while I digested her words. She said, "I just never found the right time to approach her."
I asked in a surprised voice, "Where did that come from?" In another moment, I realized where she had picked up that notion. I asked, "Michelin again, right?"
She giggled and asked, "Are you surprised?"
Of course, I had to say, "No, I don't think I will ever be surprised by anything you say or do. I don't think you have any limits." I had to chuckle aloud. I said, "Tell me how that came about."
She replied, "Soon after it became known that Bobby was seriously ill, I was with Michelin when she was having a bad day. She was drowning in despair. We were alone at my home after I had helped her with some paperwork for the medical people that were to supervise Bobby's treatments. I held her as she cried for Bobby. She asked me to lie down with her and hold her. I had never had a homosexual experience beyond playing with other girls during puberty. I knew that Michelin was bisexual and I knew where our situation might lead. Michelin needed me. I gave myself to her."
I drew her closer to me. She took my hand from her boob, raised it to her lips and kissed it.
She said, "Some weeks later, we had another encounter. I instigated that event just because I wanted the experience." After a pause, she said, "I enjoyed it. We have since spent several evenings together."
I asked, "Does Bobby know?"
She answered, "Oh yes. Our first experience was without his knowledge. It just happened but Linda told him of it the first time that she felt she could. He gave us his blessing. He knows that he will be unable to have sex while he is being treated. He said that he was happy for me to help Michelin through the bad time." She giggled and went on, "He also said that he intended to shag me properly as soon as he felt better."
I laughed and said, "That is the Laird Wilkinson that I know."
She said, "I would allow that to happen but I don't think it ever will." She said, "Bobby is very sick, Luke." A moment later she added, "He always looked younger than his true age to me. That is no longer true. He appears old and tired now." Then she continued, "Michelin says he will recover. I hope she is right."
We were quiet for a time. Anne cried softly for a few minutes as I held her. She gathered herself back together and said, "Michelin told me that Linda was bi and that I would enjoy being with her. She also told me that you would enjoy watching. I wish I could have made it happen. Maybe I will next time."
I just held her for a few minutes while all that sank in. At length, I said, "I will make sure there is a next time. I have enjoyed you so much. I can't stand the thought of never seeing you again."
She giggled and replied, "I'm glad that you said that. I will look forward to that time." She turned to face me and we cuddled together. She said, "Michelin told me that you and Linda allowed her to sleep in the middle, on occasion. Maybe you can arrange that for me one night."
I chuckled and said, "Look forward to it."
She giggled and tucked herself into the hollow of my shoulder and put her arm around me. I let her be quiet and held her. She drifted into sleep. I lay there and thought about what had passed between us this week. We shared too much sex in too many ways. We became closer emotionally to the point where she could easily tell me some of her secrets.
I enjoyed being there with her and after a time, I let sleep take me.
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I was awake again before daylight. My bed partner had moved while we slept. She was lying on her left side and bent forward away from me. Only her cute bottom was touching me. It was easy for me to roll toward her, wrap her in my arms and draw her into my spoon. Even in her sleep, she purred and snuggled closer to me. The monster was already suffering from morning-wood syndrome. I pressed him against her. He moved. I held her and let her sleep.
I drifted back into that nice place between sleep and wakefulness where lucid dreams occur. I dreamed that Anne was with Linda. I was watching them from a short distance. I was too far away to touch them and if I had, I would have been intruding. Their arms and legs were intertwined. They were kissing and squirming together. They moved together as if they were fucking. Then I saw that Linda was wearing a strap on. They were fucking. The monster moved with a bit more urgency as the dream faded and I snapped awake.
I found myself with a rock hard cock but more significantly, an extreme need to take a leak. I let myself come fully awake before I kissed Anne's shoulder gently and slipped out of bed. She didn't wake up.
The bedroom was cold. I made sure that Anne was secure in her warm place and went into the bathroom. I clicked on the overhead heat lamp. It had enough power to knock the chill off but not enough to overheat the small room. I relieved myself and then washed my face, brushed my teeth and shaved.
Back in the bedroom, I looked down at Anne. She was sleeping peacefully. The monster moved. I knew that if I crawled back in bed with her that I would be properly shagging her without mercy in five minutes or less. I thought, "This will be a long day for her. She and Eric are going to fly to California today. They will pick up two time zones. They will have to rent a car and drive some unknown distance to their hotel and check in. Their flight is not until the middle of the afternoon. They are in for a long day.
I looked at the clock. It was two minutes before six. I walked to the window and looked out. The pool house was still quiet and there was the glow of dawn on the eastern horizon. I estimated that sunrise was still half an hour away. I decided to do my normal morning run and let Anne sleep. I had been ignoring my exercise regimen this week. I would still have time to bang her eyes out when I returned.
I dressed in sweats and left the house. It was pleasantly warm out. I would guess not quite seventy degrees. I did my first lap around the lake in a slow jog. When I got back to my starting point, I had worked up enough body heat to shed my sweatshirt. I did my second lap at my normal brisk run.
I zoned out and let my mind wander as I ran. I thought about Anne. I relived our time together at Six Flags. I watched her cum all over herself on the roller coaster. I thought, "It is unbelievable how sexy she is." I wished that my time with her wasn't over. I thought, "I should have found a way to take her to see the Redwoods. I could have spent another week fucking her and we could have had more alone time."
Six minutes passed and I was back at the starting point. Linda was sitting on the bench waiting for me. The instant I saw her, I was glad that I wasn't going to see the Redwoods. She always affects me that way. She is the woman I truly love. She stood and met me a few steps before I crossed the line. I stopped and she came into my arms. I had worked up a good sweat by then and I was bare-chested.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Linda let her fingers knead the muscles on my chest and she licked one of my nipples before she let me kiss her. She broke the kiss and laid her head on my chest. She said, "I am so lucky to have such a beautiful husband." She looked up at me and said, "I love you."

Pictures came to my mind. I saw her rubbing her pussy on Eric's thigh. I slight twinge of the jealousy I had felt when I actually saw that turned over in my stomach. I remembered watching Eric cum inside her. I wished that I hadn't seen that. I pushed it out of my mind.
I didn't have to forgive her for anything. She had done nothing wrong. She had been enjoying the gift that I had given her. I certainly had enjoyed the gift that she had given me in return. I asked, "Why are you out here? I thought you would want to spend these last few hours of Eric's visit with him."
She replied, "I was awake when you left the house. I saw you on the patio and deduced by your outfit what you had in mind. Eric is still asleep and I wanted to be with you for a few minutes anyway." A moment later she said, "Walk your last lap and let me go with you. We can go back to Eric and Anne before they wake up."
I dried myself and put my shirt back on so that I wouldn't cool too quickly. I held her hand and we started our one-mile journey. We walked and talked. I asked about Eric's prowess as a lover.
Linda took my arm in hers and hugged it. She giggled and said, "He is a sweet young man and he is a Rake. I think he has some magical powers that I don't quite understand yet. I enjoyed him very much and I hope to spend more time with him in the future." She continued, "His mechanical skills as a lover are exquisite."
I was starting to believe that I would have been better off not to have asked. She said, "By the time he is your age, he might be as good as you are." She always knows what to say to let me off the hook that she has hung me on and bolster my ego at the same time. She knows how to kick a male ego around like a soccer ball. Sometimes I think she is just blowing smoke but I always let her get away with it. Most of the time, she is just playing with me.
We walked and talked. Linda asked about our time at Six Flags. I spent a few minutes verbally illustrating the fun that we had. Linda made me promise to take her to Six Flags. We had been there before but it had been several years and I don't remember ever being alone with her there. We would enjoy a Six Flags date.
I realized that on another level I was trying to make a plan in my head. I wanted to see Linda and Anne together. I wanted it to happen this morning before Anne had to leave. There was no need to stumble around in my head over this problem. The solution was readily apparent. All I had to do was tell Linda that Anne wanted to have sex with her. Linda would take it from there. She would make it seem spontaneous and most of all, she would enjoy doing it. Of course, Linda would want every detail about how the subject came up but that was no real problem. We had fifteen or twenty minutes left in our walk.
I said, "Anne was a bit disappointed that she didn't get to have sex with you while she was here." Linda stopped in her tracks and started asking questions. I answered by saying, "Anne and Michelin are apparently much closer than they were when we were there."
Twenty minutes later, we were back at the house. Linda had been fully informed. I kissed her before I patted her on the butt and sent her on her way back to the pool house. She looked back at me and smiled. She was fingering her pendant. She said, "Have fun with Anne."
I went to my bathroom in the master suite for a quick walk through the shower just to rinse the sweat from my body. I dried myself and stopped by the thermostat on my way back to Anne in the blue room. She was exactly where I had left her. I crawled into bed with her and she came awake.
She said, "You are cold."
I answered, "Sorry, Sweetheart."
She said, "I will get you warm," as she snuggled close to me.
I held her and we were both warm in just a minute or two. She drifted back toward sleep without quite getting there. I checked the time. It was almost a quarter after seven. We had to leave for the airport at one o'clock. Linda had told us that breakfast would be at nine. I decided that Linda would have plenty of time to do her trick if she decided to make it happen. She hadn't promised anything. I also decided that I only had about forty-five minutes left in this bed with Anne. We would need the last hour before breakfast to shower and dress. I wanted to dry and braid her hair one last time.
I put a finger under her chin and raised her face to me. I kissed her eyes and her nose. Her eyes fluttered open. She whispered, "I have to tinkle." She slipped out of bed and was gone.
She was back in just a few minutes. She tasted like peppermint when I kissed her. She said, "It's your turn to get me warm. I pulled her close and rolled on top of her pressing her down into the soft bed. I kissed her deeply. I felt her squirm under me. She spread her legs and whispered, "Skip the foreplay but remember this is no contest. Let's try to make it last forever."
I found her opening with a finger. She was very wet. She cooed and thrust into my hand. She captured the monster in her little hands and set him in place. I pushed inside her slippery love tunnel. She made purring sounds and met my gentle thrust. I went to the limit of her depth and we established a comfortable rhythm. I could feel the strength of the emotion that we shared. She made more lovely sounds as I fucked her.
We fucked each other this way for the time we had. Her first two orgasms were soft and sweet like the I-love-you orgasms that I have with Linda when we are in the mood. I shared Anne's third one with her. We made it a bit more physical. I forced myself deeper and at her request fucked her hard enough to make it hurt. Special moans came out of her to acknowledge my powerful thrust and the throb of my cock as I emptied myself deep in her belly.
She was crying softly when we finished. She whispered, "That's the one I will always remember when I think of you."
It took us a few minutes longer than I had anticipated to recover. The truth was, we were both enjoying holding each other in the afterglow. Neither of us wanted to get up. Finally, we did. We showered quickly and I managed to get her hair dry but there wasn't enough time to braid it. She put it up in a ponytail.
I dressed in shorts and a t-shirt with sneakers. Anne started laying out clothes to travel in. I told her just to throw something on. We were almost late for breakfast and she could dress later. I also promised to braid her hair later. She just dropped a one-piece housedress over her head and slipped her feet into sandals. The smell of coffee told me that Linda was already in the kitchen.
Eric was sitting at the island and Linda was taking eggs and bacon out of the refrigerator when we walked in. Eric offered tea for Anne and she accepted. She sat next to him as he poured for her. Linda handed me a cup of coffee already doctored to my liking.
Silence settled over us. We each sipped our drinks for a minute or so. Finally, I said, "I just hate it when a visit with friends comes to an end." Agreements came from around the island.
Linda stood and said, "This visit doesn't have to be entirely over." She went to Anne and tugged her up from her seat. She said, "Come with me."
Anne followed her to the far end of the room. Linda spoke quietly to her. Anne blushed as red as a traffic signal and then giggled. Linda caught Anne's face in her hands and kissed her lips. Anne flinched slightly and then her arms went around Linda's neck and the kiss became an open-mouthed shared event. The monster moved as I watched.
Linda came back to Eric and me. She was holding Anne's hand and Anne was following along behind her. Linda said, "We have decided to postpone breakfast. We are going to the pool house for a little while. You boys can watch if you like." She giggled and added, "As long as you can stand it, anyway."
Eric sipped his tea.
Linda led Anne out through the patio door. Anne's blush was gone and her steps were light and eager as she followed.
When they were gone, Eric looked at me and said, "Linda told me this was going to happen."
I said, "Bring your tea, we can watch from the den."
By the time we were settled in and I had the TV working, the action was underway. Both girls were naked except that Linda was still trying to kick out of one of her shoes. They were kissing and their fingers were exploring each other. Linda's shoe came off and they fell onto the bed together.
Both of them were being aggressive and trying to gain control over the other. Anne was a bit bigger and stronger than Linda was. Anne wound up on top. They were kissing while Anne gave Linda a gentle breast massage. Presently, they found the proper position and began to grind their clits together. Their movements were such that you would think they had been together before. The two beautiful female bodies seemed to fit perfectly together. They moved together as if their dance had been choreographed. One's movement complemented the other perfectly. Their excitement was such that I thought they were both having mini orgasms at the same time.
Their interaction became more pronounced and to the point, so to speak. A few minutes later as we watched, they simultaneously came all over each other. The love sounds they made excited me. Linda tried to control her scream and she was partially successful. Anne was quieter but I turned the volume up enough to hear her gurgles and coos. I wanted to fuck my wife. I had the same feelings that I had during a similar experience that Linda and I had shared with another couple. The monster moved and demanded freedom. I was afraid to touch him.
Anne proved to be dominant. In the next few minutes, Linda had submitted, as she is prone to do. Anne was in complete control. She was giving Linda sweet kisses, licks, nips and sucks all over her body. I was familiar with Linda's body, to put it mildly. I could anticipate when Anne would come to a sweet spot where Linda was especially sensitive. Linda would react and Anne would spend some extra time there. Anne spent a lot of time with Linda's breast. She licked, sucked and did some other things that drew purrs and moans out her. I thought, "Watch and learn, Luke."
I couldn't see Linda's pussy but there must have been some action there. Anne's hand was out of sight in that area and Linda's hips were rolling and thrusting. Linda's eyes rolled and her sweet ass came completely off the bed. My own experience with her told me that she was trying to accentuate Anne's penetration. She wanted more of whatever Anne had inside her.
Anne licked and kissed her way down Linda's abdomen. She sucked Linda's swollen clit into her mouth. Both of Linda's hands went to the back of Anne's head. She held Anne there and rocked her pussy as she fucked Anne's pretty face. "I thought, "I've been there before."
Linda's words came out of the TV. She was speaking conversationally. She said, "Yes, yes. Oh my god, Anne, that's what I want. Eat me. Eat my pussy. Don't stop. It's about to happen. Help me cum."
Linda couldn't stifle her scream this time. She held Anne in place and fucked her hard. If I had just tuned in, I would have assumed that Anne was being misused. Anne didn't seem to mind. In fact, it was obvious that she was helping all she could. Linda had a forceful and passionate orgasm. It was as if she had been looking forward to it for a long time and she had been starved for it. I wondered. She had far more sex this week than she could possibly need. How could she be starved for more?
I watched Anne. She hung right in there. I wondered if she could breathe or if she was holding her breath. She was holding Linda's hips and trying to hold her still. She wasn't having much luck there. Hell, I can barely do that when Linda does her, Wild-Woman, routine. Both of these beautiful women have small but powerful bodies.
Linda finished taking her satisfaction. She didn't collapse. She had saved something for Anne. She intended to return the favor. She began to try to reposition herself.
Anne said, "Be still, Linda. I have this under control." She reared up and knee walked up the length of Linda's body. Her face was glossy with Linda's juices. She placed a knee on either side of Linda's face and gently sat down. She whispered words that we could barely hear. She said, "Eat this pussy, Linda. It's what I want. It's my turn. Help me cum."
Linda was willing and eager to comply. She took a double handful of firm butt cheeks and pulled Anne tight into her own face. Anne began a slow and rhythmic motion as she fucked my wife. From our vantage point, Eric and I could see tongue action under Anne occasionally.
I could also get a glimpse of Anne's tight little star pucker now and again. I relived fucking her there while we were alone on the Six Flags trip. She had been prepared and we used the correct lubricant. There hadn't been any mess at all. I wanted to fuck Linda that way. I wondered why Linda had stopped me when I tried to butt fuck her the other night.
Anne had her orgasm. She was quieter and far less animated than Linda had been. She just slowly fucked Linda's face and enjoyed herself. Her breath became ragged and she had some trouble staying upright. She finished and lay down next to Linda. A moment later, they looked at each other and began laughing. A moment after that, Linda rolled over and kissed Anne.
Linda lay back in her spot beside Anne. She looked up into the camera's lens. She said, "Luke, It's time for me to reclaim my husband. Get out here right now. I feel like a perfect slut and I want your big beautiful cock shoved up my nasty cunt right now."
I chuckled and said to Eric, "Micheline used ugly words to turn me on. Linda is imitating her."
Anne spoke to the camera next. She said, "You need to come with him, Eric. Your nasty little sister has been fucking Linda's husband all week. She wants to really get personal now and allow me to fuck her rake."
I looked at Eric. I said, "We have been summoned and I'm going to the pool house." I continued, "You need to fuck Anne doggy style as she asked you to the other night."
He said, "You were watching us." I nodded. He got that silly look on his face and said, "Let's go."
We shed our clothes along the way. My cock was so hard I damn near tripped over it as I went into the pool house. I got to the bed first and stuffed it up my favorite slut's nasty cunt before I said hello. She moaned and giggled as she wrapped herself around me.
Eric didn't hesitate either. He turned his nasty little sister over on her belly and pulled her up on her knees. He pushed his prick completely inside her in one powerful stroke. He said, "Bark bitch." She moaned and let her face and shoulders fall back to the bed.
I said, "Eric we are two lucky guys. These nasty cunts are two of the loveliest women in the world and we get to fuck 'em."
He answered, "I hope I get to watch them fuck each other again someday."
Eric and Anne fucked like a couple of young rabbits. I slowed a bit with Linda and made love to her. She understood, softened for me and reciprocated. We privately shared emotions that we normally reserve for times when we are alone. I was in a high state of arousal. I knew I couldn't make these feelings last.
Our foursome progressed as two separate but magnificent quickies. Considering the condition that Eric and I were in, that's the best we could have hoped for.
XXXXX
Five hours later, I was kissing Anne goodbye at the airport. Linda and Eric were ten feet away doing the same thing. They were so close that I thought she might fuck her rake one more time just for the road. In deference to the public, it didn't happen.
I promised Anne that we would be in Scotland again and she would know when to expect us. The time came. Linda and Anne hugged and spent a quiet moment together. Eric took Anne's hand and led her through the door that took them to the loading ramp.
Linda and I found a vantage point in the terminal where we could cuddle and watch their plane until it taxied out for takeoff. They were gone.
I looked down. What I saw were the prettiest green eyes anywhere. They were set in my wife's most beautiful face. The dimples that accent her sweet smile were on full display. One errant lock of her honey-blond hair wafted in the air under her right eye.
I whispered, "Well, it's just you and me kid."
A giggle that was partially interrupted by a ragged breath came out of her. She whispered back, "I need for it to be that way." One tear trickled out of one green eye. She said, "I love you."
I needed it to be that way too. I took Linda to the car and we started for home. I wanted a truth time but this wasn't the right time. I drove the car and watcher her out of the corner of my eye. She reconfigured her seat for sleep. She kissed my cheek and whispered, "I need a truth time when we get home." I could tell that she needed some time for private contemplation. I allowed it to happen that way. She lay in her seat with her eyes closed but she didn't sleep. I pushed the car North on I-35E at a high rate of speed.
Forty minutes later, I slowed as we approached our exit ramp. Linda glanced out her window and then tripped the lever that brought her seat upright. She looked at me and said, "I'm ravenous."
I thought, "That's one thing about keeping a pretty girl. You have to feed her almost every day." I chuckled to myself. I said, "How about BBQ in Lindsay?" Lindsay was a wide spot municipality on Highway 82, West of Gainesville. The Smokehouse restaurant is there. It is one of the best Bar-B-Que houses in North Texas and it was only a few miles away.
Linda grinned and said, "That's perfect. How do you always know what I want?"
I answered, "Well, we have been hanging around together for a while." I paused and added, with a chuckle, "And of course, I can read your mind."
She giggled for me and fifteen minutes later, we were seated in an out of the way table at The Smokehouse. A cute young girl who couldn't have yet graduated high college came to take our order. She placed a basket of the house bread rolls and two glasses of ice water on the table. She looked at Linda in anticipation of her order.
Linda smiled and said, "My husband is a mind reader. He will order for me."
I didn't even hesitate. I said, "We will both have the three-meat-sampler plate with sliced beef, ham and sausage. We will have beans and German potato salad as sides and a small lettuce and tomato salad with the house dressing, please. The water will be fine to drink and I will let you know about dessert later."
The waitress looked at Linda for conformation. Linda gave her an almost imperceptive nod. She said, "I have it, Sir." She took a step backward from the table before she turned and walked away.
We shared a moment of silence while Linda buttered a hot roll. She said, "You really do read my mind, don't you?"
I reached across the table and laid my hand on top of hers. I said, "Well enough. I know that there is something about our adventures with Eric and Anne that you are uncomfortable with." I paused and asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"
She looked into my eyes and said, "I didn't think that it showed so much." A moment later she said, "Every time one of our escapades comes to an end, I always have a twinge of fear that you won't want your slut of a wife back." She tilted her head and said, "This time it is worse than usual." She continued, "Here it is." There was another hesitation. She was having a hard time finding the words she needed. Finally, she said. "This time, I had so much fun that I feel guilty about it."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I smiled and squeezed her hand. I said, "Mission accomplished, Sweetheart. We invited them here for the fun of it. I enjoyed being with Anne too."

Our waitress walked up to the table with our dinner. She placed the plates in front of us and said, "Three-meat-samplers for two. May I get you something else?"
I replied, "Not now. Please check back in twenty minutes or so."
She said, "Yes, Sir." She nodded and left.
Linda fingered her necklace as she picked up our conversation. She said, "I can quell my fear of not being welcomed home by reading this but it doesn't help with the guilt." A moment later, she went on, "It is time for us to slow down, Luke. I want to invite Aunt Kay for dinner one evening this week. We need to talk to her."
I replied, "Call her tomorrow and make a date whenever it is convenient for her. Tell her that I will grill steaks."
She smiled and said, "Thank You." She became quiet and began to eat. She ate as if she was hungry. I remembered. She had said that she was ravenous.
As I ate my food, I watched her. I had seen her in this condition before. I thought, "She feels guilty because she had too much fun and she thinks of herself as a slut." I chuckled inside and continued my thoughts. I defined the word slut in my mind. "A slut is a woman that has many casual lovers. She definitely has come to fit that description." Then I thought, "She is the sweetest kind of slut and she is my favorite slut in the whole world. She is my slut." A moment later, I thought, I've never thought of her as a slut. I always thought of her as my lovable little trollop." My definition of a trollop is a young woman that has many casual lovers. Maybe her fortieth birthday made the difference. I decided that she needed to be handled gently and very carefully.
I let those thoughts subside. I thought about her feelings of guilt. "The real reason she feels guilt is because she let herself fall in love with her Lancelot. That didn't happen with Carl, Bobby or even Big Ed. It didn't happen with anyone until Carlos came along. It did happen with him but she never admitted it to herself, much less me. Now it has happened with Eric. The difference is, this time she recognized her feelings for what they were. It's no big surprise to me. They are the two most handsome and genuinely personable young men that she has been with. They are the ones that tried to make love to her. I allow myself to fall in love with all of my playmates, to some small degree. I have never let it upset me and it has never been a problem. It has never caused me to love Linda less. I didn't feel threatened by her situation."
My private thoughts continued, "I'm glad that she wants to talk to Kay and I'm glad that she wants to step on the brakes. She is definitely right about both of those things." I knew how to handle this and ease her mind. I thought, "All I have to do is take her to bed and hold her for about ten hours. We both need the rest. We can have sex if she wants or we can let it slide. Either way, she will sort things out in her mind. She knows that I love her." I adopted this course of action as a plan and that's what I did.
We finished our meal and opted not to have dessert or an after-dinner drink. I drove us home and parked Linda's car in the garage. I offered Linda a glass of wine and a walk around the lake. It was still early, probably an hour before sunset.
She declined, saying, "No, thank you." She said, "I'm going to going to have a quick shower. Have a drink if you like and then come wash my back. After that, I want you to take me to bed and hold me while we sleep."
I agreed and kissed her. I watched her fine ass as she climbed the stair before I went to the bar and poured myself a generous double shot of Crown. I went to the den and sat in my chair. I looked up at the TV and wondered if Linda would let me install a camera in our bathroom so I could watch her shower when I wanted to. I decided that it was a bad idea. Women do things in the bathroom that I had rather not see.
She had refused the walk around the lake because she wasn't ready to have a truth time. She as much as told me she wasn't in the mood for sex when she said she wanted me to hold her. Not having sex was okay on my part. I was definitely not behind in that department. I could use the rest. I thought, "It will be best to give her some time." I was still confident that she would sort her problems out before morning.
I finished my drink in about ten minutes. I relieved myself in the downstairs bath before I joined Linda in our shower. She let me hold her for a moment and she initiated a sweet kiss. That was all the hanky-panky there was. We helped each other bathe. We dried and I used the hairdryer on her hair for long enough to blow most of the water out of it.
There were still a few minutes of daylight left when I crawled into our bed. Linda pulled the dbangs and made our bedroom as dark as she could before she joined me. She didn't light any candles. I thought, "Definitely, no sex tonight."
I gathered her naked body into our spoon position and held her right in the middle of the warm spot I had started. She snuggled close to me and cooed. It felt so good to be there with her. I said, "Well, It's just you and me, Kid."
Her only answer was a wiggle of her bottom against me and another purr. I tried to stay awake until she fell asleep. I don't know if I did or not.
Morning seemed to come in an instant. I thought, "I must have needed the sleep. Why am I awake?" I felt Linda move beside me. I was lying on my back and she was nestled into my shoulder with one of her legs wrapped around one of mine. The big thing was, she had my half-hard cock in her hand and was gently stroking it. The monster jerked by reflex. She looked up into my eyes and giggled.
I thought, "This isn't the same little girl that I went to bed with last night." I said, "Be careful with that thing, Sweetheart. My bladder is beyond full." She rose up and kissed my lips. She tasted like peppermint. She had already taken a turn in the bathroom. She let go of my cock only after I made a move to get out of bed.
I was fully awake by the time I returned to her five minutes later. I had taken a leak, washed my face and brushed my teeth. It felt good to be back in our warm spot with her.
I wrapped her in my arms and said, "You are in a much better mood than you were last night."
She snuggled close and replied, "I have realized how wonderful it is to be here in our bed with the man I love so much. I am warm and safe here with you. This is where I am supposed to be." She paused and said, "I want to do three things this morning. I want to have a truth time. I have a few questions and I'm sure you do too. Secondly, I want to make a beautiful breakfast to share with you. Thirdly, I want to have a re-acquaintance lovemaking session with my beautiful husband." She paused and then asked, "What do you want to do first?"
I rolled on top of her and pinned her to the bed. I kissed her and then asked her, "Do you remember the last person who had sex with you?"
She had to pause for thought. Finally, she said, "Yes, it was you." She paused again and then whispered, "It was very nice too. You were loving me."
I said, "You were loving me too. We really don't need a re-acquaintance session then, do we?"
She wrapped her arms around my neck and answered, "We certainly do." She said, "That last time was a good start but it was just a quickie. I've missed being close to you and I want us to share something memorable.
I spent the next hour and a half trying very hard to make that happen for her. She helped and definitely made it a soft, sweet, emotional, shared event. When it was over, she let me cuddle with her until I fell asleep.
Some amount of time passed. The next thing I remembered was the smell of coffee. Linda was sitting on the edge of our bed. She looked all bright and sparkly. Her honey-blond hair was up in her ponytail and her pretty green eyes sparkled. She had shaken me gently. She said, "It's a bright, bright sunshiny day. It's seventy degrees and getting warmer. Breakfast will be ready in twenty minutes. You need to hurry." She kissed my cheek, stood and left the room. She wiggled her butt a bit extra for me as she walked away. She always does that.
I wasted five minutes sipping hot coffee but then I hurried through an abbreviated version of my morning routine. I made it to the kitchen almost on time.
Linda was in the kitchen but she led me into the dining room where our breakfast was laid out. Pork chops, eggs, grits, dollar-sized pancakes, cathead biscuits, a bowl of sawmill gravy and all the appropriate condiments. Water, orange juice and a carafe of coffee rounded out the display. We ate like two pigs at a trough. Well, Linda ate more like a dainty, well-mannered and cute little pigglet. I always wonder how she can eat so much and maintain her collegegirl figure.
She caught me looking at her and swallowed the food in her mouth. She said, "I called Kay a few minutes before you came down. I have a lunch date with her tomorrow and she said she wanted to have lunch with you one day this week. It will have to be Tuesday or Wednesday. We made a dinner date for Thursday evening. I promised her one of your fillets."
I replied, "That's fine. I will call her tomorrow afternoon." I paused and said, "Let's go for a walk. I need to burn off some of these carbohydrates. If you keep feeding me like this, you are going to have a middle-aged lard ass on your hands."
She smiled and said, "We can afford to splurge once in a while."
I said, "Go and put on some long pants and hiking boots. We can walk up to, "High Point."
We acquired the proper dress and I put a pack together. We traveled light. I included a one-gallon canteen filled with ice water, a pair of binoculars and a blanket. I included a cigarette lighter in my pocket gear. I knew there was firewood and one of my homemade starters already up there. We applied insect repellant to each other and set off on our half-hour uphill walk.
We reached the summit a bit quicker than I thought we would. We spread our blanket next to the big stone that was the last of the un-eroded cap rock of this small peak. I sat leaning against the rock and Linda sat and snuggled next to me. There was a significant breeze and the air was cooler than down below but it would be warmer as the day progressed. We weren't uncomfortable and due to the wind, I opted not to build a fire.
We used the binoculars to glass the land below us. Linda looked for wildlife but didn't have much luck. The day was bright and windy. All the animals were bedded down with full stomachs. Late spring is a lazy time of year for them.
I looked across the fences to the land I was in the process of buying. It has a wheat crop of a shade less than two hundred acres in three separate fields. It is ripe and ready. It has to come off right away. I had given the owner the option of taking the crop or selling it to me in the field at a discounted price. We shall see.
Linda stirred beside me. She asked, "What questions do you have for me?"
She was ready for our truth time. I was ready too. I decided to get right nasty with her right away. I said, "I was prepared to bugger you the other night. I wanted to make something special to happen for us." Then I asked, "Why did you stop me?"
She moved to sit upright and giggled. I looked down into her face and caught her blushing. She swallowed hard once and replied, "Well, that was direct and to the point, even for you." She only paused for a second. She said, "I want that something special too. I want to be prepared and I want to do it correctly the next time." She continued, "It will be better for you. I promise. I want you to see how good it can be. I want you to want to do it once in a while."
I said, "Giving you a warning ahead of time will take the spontaneity out of it. I think I need that. I need to act when the urge hits me."
She replied, "Try for me. I will prepare myself and then try to seduce the urge in you." She giggled and said, "I think that might work if you keep an open mind."
I squeezed her and kissed her forehead. I said, "Okay," and we let the subject drop.
A moment of silence passed. She asked, "What else?"
I said, "I did want to know what adventure you had for Eric at the club but he told me that you enlisted the help of my favorite redhead to fuck him into oblivion."
Linda giggled and came very close to my ear. She whispered, "He misunderstood the situation and my motivation. Truthfully, I enlisted her to help him fuck me down." She giggled and said, "I guess she did us both. I'm sure all three of us enjoyed each other." She paused and said, "I promised her that we would invite her to come up and we would let you sleep in the middle. We haven't done that in a long time."
I said, "I can't wait." Then I changed the subject, "Eric said that you introduced him to Big Ed." Are you and Ed okay?"
She leaned forward, wrapped her arms around her knees, and rocked back and forth for a few seconds. Finally, she said, "Ed and I will always be friends but we can't be lovers anymore." That got my attention but I remained silent. Linda continued, "He has a live-in and they are exclusive."
I couldn't help myself. I laughed aloud. I said, "I'll bet that doesn't last until our club date two weeks from now."
Linda laughed too. She said, "It might. I danced with him. It was the first time that I ever danced with him when he didn't grope my tits and ass. He didn't get an erection either. He didn't introduce her to me but he did say that she was almost as tall as he is and they fit together physically very well."
I thought about that for a second or two. I had to laugh again. I said, "She must have a pussy the size of a syrup bucket."
Linda said, "Stop it, Luke. I'm trying to be happy for him." She tried to stifle her own laughter. She snuggled back against me and I held her for a minute.
At length, I asked, "Do you want to talk about having so much fun that you felt guilty?"
She cuddled with me and took time to think. She said, "This a truth time and I will answer any question that you ask but I had rather talk to Kay about this first." A moment later, she said, "It's okay, Luke. I read my necklace and I feel comfortable and safe when I'm with you. It's an emotional thing that Kay will help me sort out. It's all Eric's fault. I had far too much fun with him." She then added, "And Barb." She giggled and said, "And in the end, Anne too."
Silence ensued for a few seconds. She continued, "The night that you and I spent together during all this was most important. It was like being safe at home plate in a baseball game. It allowed me to contemplate how I should play the rest of the game. I called Barb the next morning. She is the next best thing to you. She excites me and yet has a calming effect on me at the same time just as you do."
I said, "Okay, that is enough for now. What do you want to know about my adventure with Anne?"
Linda answered, "Tell me how you managed to fuck her on the roller coaster. She told me how special that ride had been with you."
I chuckled and said, "That didn't happen. She did have a damn fine orgasm during our ride but it was strictly an episode of spontaneous combustion. I think it happened because she was scared silly."
Linda giggled. She said, "I've had experiences like that. You have to be in a special state of mind. I'll bet you were holding her." She paused and then whispered, "Sometimes I can make myself cum just by thinking about you." I held her a little tighter and kissed her forehead. She whispered, "Sometimes my thoughts of you embarrass me in my own mind." She giggled.
We had another quiet moment together. Linda changed the subject. She said, "I know that you are looking forward to a play date with Caroline." She continued, "Put it off until after our next club date. I want to have you to myself for the next two weeks."
I replied, "That's no problem, Sweetheart. Two weeks alone with my Tinker Bell is no hardship for me." We cuddled and stayed for another hour or so before we went down the hill.
I went to work the next day and Linda had lunch with Aunt Kay. I met with Kay the day after. Kay and I talked about a couple of things. She said that Linda and I were truly on the same page about curbing our activities but that there were still a couple of things on her bucket list that I should try to give her. Kay knew from a previous conversation that I was ready to be finished with the bucket list. I told her I would think about it.
Linda and I had dinner ready and on the table at eight PM, Thursday evening. Aunt Kay arrived right on time as usual. She and Linda hugged while I poured a beer for her and then I got my hug. Kay was in casual dress. She was wearing semi-tight shorts and a halter-top over what the girls were calling a sports bra. When we first started having these dinner meetings with her she had always overdressed for them. Things change.
We had both spoken to her earlier in the week so there wasn't any real catching up to do. We went to the patio where our meal was laid out. I marveled at how good Aunt Kay looked. I knew that she had to be close to her sixty-fifth birthday. I thought, "If we were strangers in a bar, I would try to pick her up." She dates Linda's Uncle Gus off and on. He is about her age. He certainly has good taste in women.
Dinner went well. The food was good and the conversation was better. The three of us discussed Kay's recommendations about beginning to limit our extracurricular activities. Linda and I had both heard her plan before and we had talked about it together. Concisely, she said that we should form no new alliances and that we should let our current relationships continue until they died of their own natural causes. She predicted that in two years we could be out of the swinging business altogether if we wanted to be.
She knew that wasn't our intention. We wanted to curb our activities, not end them. Her suggestion was that we nurture our best relationships to make them long term and we would always have the option of adding playmates if our activities dwindled below the level we wanted to maintain. She said that Linda and I would have to work out the details. She said, "Make your rules together and for the most part, stick to them. At the same time, realize that you will have to give yourselves some lee-way on occasion."
Kay always limits herself to three beers. She finished the third one and said, "It's time for me to go." It was a few minutes after ten. She said, "I have a date with Gus tomorrow evening." She smiled at me and whispered, "I intend to shag him properly." I had shared that term with her in an earlier conversation.
Linda hugged her and said, "I'm going to shag my husband properly before you get out of the driveway."
I got my goodbye hug. I whispered loud enough for everyone to hear, "I might try to shag you properly the next time you show up here in shorts like these." I snapped her waistband.
Kay said, "Ouch," and rubbed the sting. She looked at Linda and said, "Sweetheart, if he asks for a hall pass, give it to him. Ple-e-a-a-s-e, give it to him." We all laughed. We watched as she drove through the gate and I closed it behind her by remote.
Linda and I put the leftovers in the refrigerator and the dishes in the sink. We raced up the stairs. I made myself naked while Linda lit three candles. She allowed me to unwrap her as if she was a Christmas package. I kissed and licked some of my favorite parts of her body. I thought of my favorite animated Disney character as I proceeded. I said, "I love you, Tinker Bell."
To be continued...

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Hall Pass Ch. 61 -- Changing the Rules

By: LewdLuke
I got my goodbye hug. I whispered loud enough for everyone to hear, "I might try to shag you properly the next time you show up here in shorts like these." I snapped Kay's waistband.
Kay said, "Ouch," and rubbed the sting. She looked at Linda and said, "Sweetheart, if he asks for a hall pass, give it to him. Ple-e-a-a-s-e, give it to him." We all laughed. We watched as she drove through the gate and I closed it behind her by remote.
Linda and I put the leftovers in the refrigerator and the dishes in the sink. We raced up the stairs. I made myself naked while Linda lit three candles. She allowed me to unwrap her as if she was a Christmas package. I kissed and licked some of my favorite parts of her body. I thought of my favorite animated Disney character as I proceeded. I said, "I love you, Tinker Bell."
She physically dragged me toward the bed and said, "We can skip the foreplay." Our visits with Kay always affect us this way.
We do skip the foreplay on occasion. It is unbelievable how excited I get over this girl who has been my marriage partner for over twenty years now. There was a time a couple years ago when we were both completely bored with each other. Now when we swing and then have a day or two to recover, I get as hot for her as I did when we were kids. Right now was one of those times. I decided to follow her suggestion to skip the foreplay.
I placed her on her back in the middle of our bed. I looked at her. She was absolutely beautiful in the flicker of the candlelight. Her honey-blond hair was loose and splashed across her pillow. Highlights from it framed her pretty face, her eyes sparkled green and her tanned skin looked to be made of the same gold from which her hair was spun.
I spread her legs. She bent her knees and opened herself a bit more for me. I slipped my cock into her in one easy motion. She rose to meet my thrust and a deep moan came from somewhere deep inside her chest. I stroked her once and paused at her deepest place. I pressed her small body down into the soft bed and held her there with most of my body weight. She uttered a sweet coo in my ear as she wrapped her legs and arms around me. I felt her ankles lock together in the small of my back. I let my tongue find its way into her mouth. We kissed. I began to fuck her.
We both knew how it was going to be. We automatically fell into a rhythm that we had practiced a thousand times in the past. Linda's Kegel muscles flexed as she brought them into play. Her pussy sucked me and gave me access to a place even deeper inside her body. It was a wet place that held extra heat. It was as good for me as it had been the first time she had given herself to me this way. Hell, it was better. It was much better.
Emotion came on the scene. It was a physical thing. The love and passion that she had for me welled up out of her and wrapped its self around me. It mixed with my love for her and formed an emotional cocoon around us that bound us together and protected us.
I don't know how much time passed. It could have been minutes or hours. Linda's breath became ragged and I could feel her heartbeats as if they were my own. I maintained our rhythm and loved her. I let her have her first sweet easy orgasm. It told her how much I loved her. I knew there would be several more. We were in our special place. It's a mystical place. We hadn't been here together for a while. I could feel it happening. Linda was crying softly. I saw Mother Nature smile at us.
Linda's soul merged with mine. We became one spiritual being. Linda's body could be mine. I could be Linda, me, or both of us at the same time. I enjoyed being Linda when she had her orgasms. Feminine orgasms are better. They are so much better than what men experience. That's why women like to fuck so much. Mother Nature told me once that she made them that way so that they would risk pregnancy and propagate the race. I laughed inside. Linda was with me. She laughed too.
Linda whispered in my ear, "I'm cumming, Luke." I was already in a state where my minis were coming one behind the other. Men don't have baby orgasms. They have no idea of the pleasure that these little glimpses of heaven bring. Her cock became very hard and seemed to swell to twice its size. My pussy squeezed tight around it. I could feel her filling me with cum with several consecutive throbbing spasms. Her cock found places inside that she shouldn't have been able to reach. She slammed it into me over and over. It hurt so good. My own orgasm overwhelmed me without warning. This was no soft easy one. I screamed. I saw Mother Nature again. She was grinning ear to ear this time. I must have passed out, or maybe I died.
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I woke or came back to life, as the case might be. It was Friday morning and a workday. I had a clear memory of our visit with Kay and my later episode with Linda. Both Linda and I had gone mystic, or I had a very nice dream of her. There was no way for me to know but Linda would tell me later. If it was only a dream, Linda would have no knowledge of it.
Next, I gave our conversation with Kay a few minutes of thought. I wondered what kind of rules Linda and I should establish. Kay had said that we shouldn't develop new relationships. She also said that we could add new partners if our level of activity dropped below the level we wanted to maintain. I wondered what level I wanted to maintain. What would Linda's thoughts be along that line? I thought, "Fuck it. I'll think about it later."
I drew Linda closer to me and held her for the next ten minutes or so. She wiggled in my arms and made her purring sounds. She was at least half-awake. We smelled a bit funky. We hadn't showered. I decided to swim rather than run this morning. I slipped out of bed and went to the bathroom for a few minutes. I grabbed a fresh towel and went to the pool bare ass naked.
I did twenty laps at a moderate rate of speed and rested for a minute or two. I did ten more at the same speed and then sprinted the last ten. The pool is small and the laps were short. I pulled my body out of the water up onto the pool apron. I lay there thinking, "That wasn't a proper workout, Luke. You're going to hurt yourself that way." I forced myself to get up and walk through the outdoor shower to rid myself of the pool water. I walked while I dried off.
I detected the aroma of coffee. Linda handed me a robe and then a cup. We kissed. She tasted like peppermint. She held my hand and walked with me until I cooled down and my heart rate returned to normal. Finally, we sat together at the patio table.
She said, "Let's make some rules."
I replied, "It's a full week until our next club night. Until then, we only need one rule. That is, it's just you and me kid."
She smiled and tilted her head. She said, "Call Alice and tell her you can't come in today."
I said, "I can't, Baby. The final deal on the property next door is supposed to hit my desk today. If I have bought the wheat crop over there, it will have to come out of the fields next week. I will have to hire a combine crew today. That is going to be a problem. I'm sure they are all committed."
Her bottom lip went into pout mode.
I said, "Why don't you meet me at the office at about four o'clock. We can go to Ted's and have pizza for supper. We can get a bit tipsy and make some rules if you want."
A smile came back to her face. She said, "Let's call that a plan."
I said, "There is one other thing I'm planning to do today." I paused and said, "I'm going to call Caroline and make sure she will be at the club next Friday." Linda gave me a look that I couldn't quite read.
She squirmed in her chair. At length, she said, "Tell her to make sure that Larry will be there too, and let her know that I would dance with him if he asked."
I was surprised by that comment. I was surprised a little but not much. I replied, "You were turned on by him when you danced with him before, weren't you?"
She giggled and her eyes twinkled in green. She said, "Yes, and you knew that." She paused and said, "There is more to it that you don't know." She paused to let that soak in. She continued, "I dreamed about him one night the week after our dance. The next day while you were at work, he became the main character in one of my fantasy enhanced masturbation sessions." She squirmed and giggled again.
I said, "Linda, I remember a time when you said that you would never again talk to that low life, son-of-a-bitch, for any reason."
She smiled and said, "A girl can change her mind."
I said, "Kay said that we shouldn't develop any new relationships."
She didn't hesitate. She said, "We haven't made any rules yet and we should let Larry in under the wire anyway." She said, "You intend to have a long term deal with Caroline and you need to remember. I no longer have Big Ed to occupy me while you go off and engage in whatever lewd acts of debauchery that the two of you seem to enjoy so much."
I remained quiet. All I could do was shake my head.
Linda got out of her chair and came to sit on my lap. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me. She asked, "Do you see my point?"
I chuckled and said, "Yes, Baby. It would be good for Caroline and me if you and Larry could get along together. I will make sure he is there and properly primed."
She squirmed in my lap, kissed me again and then asked, "What do you want for breakfast?"
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My day at work seemed to fly. Alice and I had our usual, get-the-day-started, meeting and I handled the normal company business first. Saul Goldberg arrived at about ten o'clock with the papers on the new property.
Saul said, "I had the package gone over by a real estate attorney friend of mine. He put his stamp of approval on it and you owe him five hundred bucks. His bill will come in the mail." He paused and said, "There are two provisions in the deal that we hadn't settled on previously."
I asked, "Did we buy the wheat crop?"
He replied, "We did, and I have some good news there." He continued, "First, you should make money on the deal if the numbers you gave me are accurate. Second, the previous owner had already made a deal with a harvester. His phone number and an outline of the proposed contract are in the package. I looked it over. It is standard. All you have to do is call him and set a date. He is already obligated."
I replied, "That's good, Saul. What is the other thing?"
He said, "The previous owner agreed to our offer on the mineral rights. That's a fair price and it will make the parcel much easier to sell if that need should arise. Of course, the other thing is, if any mineral assets are discovered it will give you much more say in how or whether they are recovered."
I said, "Okay, what is the bottom line?"
He said, "The survey puts the parcel at seven hundred, twenty-one acres. The total price worked out to $280,800.00. That is $389.46 per acre. That is a tad high for a parcel of boonie land this size in North Texas but it is a beautiful piece of land, it has valuable improvements including one old but livable house and one that they say needs fixing up." He caught his breath and continued, "The crop is included, it borders your present holdings and it has river frontage. It's a hell of a good deal and we are lucky no other prospective buyers are bidding against us."
I asked, "Where do I sign and who do I write the check to?"
Saul answered, "There will be a formal closing. You can sign and write the check then." He thought for a moment and said, "You really should consider financing the deal."
I replied, "You can show me the pros and cons of doing that later. If we need to, we can finance it at that time." Saul and I shook hands, we each extended best wishes to the wives and he left.
I called Juan right then and gave him the information on the combiner. I told him to get the wheat out of the field and into a grain elevator as soon as he could make it happen.
I looked at the clock. It was a few minutes after eleven. I knew that Caroline would be out of her office for lunch. I had lunch with Alice and her girls in the break room. I had microwaved Campbell's soup and crackers with a coke. Alice had soup with me. Robin and Darlene were brown baggers.
The high point of our conversation was when Robin inquired about when Eric might visit again. Alice chastised her saying, "Don't be so forward with your boss, girl." Robin blushed. I clandestinely winked at her. Everything was all right.
I finally got around to calling Caroline after lunch. I used her private number and I recognized her voice when she answered.
I said, "Luke Bowman here. May I speak to the sexiest bitch on the planet, please?"
She answered with the imitation of an edge in her voice, "Luke Bowman!!! I thought that you had forgotten that I was on this planet." Her voice softened. She said, "I hope you are looking for a date."
I chuckled and answered, "I am in fact. I wanted you to know that Linda and I will be at the club next Friday. I hope you can be there."
She replied, "I will be there." She paused and asked, "Do I need to prepare to be gone Saturday night too?"

I said, "Wait one second. I think we have to make a plan. The bad news is that Linda and I have promised to spend the night with each other Friday night but I do want to see you. The good news is that I will have a hall pass for the next weekend." I said, "Linda has told me that you and I could slip off and indulge ourselves in all the lewd acts of wild debauchery that we seem to enjoy so much."
She replied, "Oh well, like always, Luke, I can wait. I will spend the time dreaming up new lewd acts of wild debauchery for us to enjoy so much." She hesitated for just a second and said, "Tell Linda that I love her."
I said, "There is more good news." I inserted a pause for effect here. I continued, "Linda said that she would appreciate it if you would see that Larry was with you at the club. She also said that he should be informed, indirectly, that she would dance with him again if he asked."
Caroline giggled. She said, "Linda wants to have some sack time with my husband, doesn't she?"
I replied, "Well, I don't think she has made the decision quite yet but she is seriously considering it. I think it will happen. She told me that she dreamed about him. There were probably some lewd acts of wild debauchery in that dream."
Caroline laughed again and asked, "Should Larry be informed of that fact too?"
I said, "When you tell Larry of this conversation, just mention that I told you that Linda had dreamed about him and wanted another dance. Don't make a big deal out of it. Don't make him think that I especially wanted him to know. They will be fun to watch."
She giggled and said, "I'll handle it exactly that way." After a moment, she said, "You know when Larry is in his stride he can be very persuasive. I know. I've been there. If Linda is in the proper frame of mind he will have her talked into it sometime during their first dance." She giggled and went on, "If she isn't in the proper state of mind, it will take two dances."
I laughed and said, "If it comes to that we should let it happen. Maybe you and I can indulge ourselves in a few acts of wild debauchery that night after all."
She said, "I will pack an overnight bag." Then she added, "Getting them together is going to be a lot easier than we thought, isn't it?"
I said, "Don't expect too much. It might not happen next Friday. Whenever it happens, they must believe it is their idea." Then I laughed and said, "Be prepared. I know Linda pretty well, to say the least. I think it's a done deal."
She said, "I will consent to any act of debauchery that you choose but most of all, I want you to hold me."
I replied, "I want to spend some time with Athena but I want time with my East Texas country girl too."
Athena, by the way, at one time was the sexiest bitch on the planet. Caroline was acquainted with her in another life during the late 1600s. She was a concubine of a French king. Caroline uses her name and assumes her personality on occasion. Athena is a witch and uses magic. I just love the concept and the experience of being with her.
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Linda arrived at my office just before four. It took me another half an hour before I could leave. I took the opportunity to leave my TR3 at plant maintenance to be serviced. We drove Linda's car to Ted's Place.
Ted's gnarly old face lit up when we walked into his establishment. Linda always has that effect on him. He once told me that he fell in love with her when she was two years old and nothing has changed since then. He is a close friend of Linda's Uncle Gus and Linda thinks of Ted as if he was another uncle.
Ted came around the bar and hugged her as he always does. He shook my hand and asked, "Whiskey?" I nodded and he poured a generous double of Crown Royal for me and dropped in two chunks of ice. He retrieved a cold bottle of Linda's white wine and poured a glass for her. Linda asked him to order a pizza for her. He knew what to order.
I looked around the room. Three young men were walking around the pool table. I had seen them around before but I didn't know them. They were drinking beer and being a bit boisterous.
Ted noticed me looking at them. He said, "They have been here since I opened. I'm going to have to cut them off pretty soon."
There was an older couple at the other end of the bar. I did know them. It was Tim and Margaret Cantrell. He had a used car lot and she worked at a local grocery store. There were two other couples seated at tables. I couldn't see them well enough to recognize them.
I excused myself for a trip to the men's room. When I returned, one of the young men from the pool table was leaning against the bar talking to Linda. I thought, "Aw hell, now I have to deal with a horny drunk."
I walked up behind him and analyzed the situation. Linda was giggling and didn't seem to be upset. I felt a bit relieved. I hate to make a scene in Ted's Place if I don't have to.
The young man sensed my presence and turned to face me. He chuckled and said, "Mr. Bowman, I presume." I nodded. He stuck out his hand and said, "Tom Carter. I met your lovely wife in a checkout line at a grocery store a while back. I just wanted to say, "Hi." He gave me room to sit.
He looked at Ted and said, "I know one of my buds is close to getting out of hand but I lost a round. If you will let us have three more beers, I'll get him out of here before you have to thump him."
Ted laughed and said, "That sounds like a good deal, Tommy." He sat three Budweisers on the bar and said, "Make it happen now." Tommy paid Ted, picked up the beer and said Linda's name. He nodded to me and excused himself.
Ted chuckled. He said, "Tommy is the best one of that bunch. He's also pretty smooth with the girls. He was going to ask Linda for a dance until you snuck up on him. I heard his heart thump in his chest when he first saw you."
Linda looked at me and giggled. She said, "That's why I keep you around." We all laughed.
Linda's pizza came about fifteen minutes later. Ted took a slice and we offered the Cantrells each a slice, which they accepted. Linda always orders enough to share.
The boys at the pool table finished their beer and vacated the premises. Tommy waved at us on the way out.
We ate our pizza and visited with Ted and the Cantrell couple. We had one more drink and decided that we weren't making any rules. Linda kissed Ted goodbye and we left. I drove back to the plant and picked up my car. I knew it would be ready and it would save a trip the next day.
It was between eight-thirty and nine when we got home. The sun had already slipped below the horizon. Linda said, "Change clothes and go for a walk with me. I really do want to talk about rules. I don't have any idea what you have in mind and I have a few things that I want to bounce off of you."

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I said, "Okay, I'll be back in a minute." I went upstairs and changed into shorts and a T-shirt. Back in the kitchen, I poured a bottle of coke into a paper cup full of ice and asked Linda if she wanted anything. She indicated that she would just have a sip of mine. We started down the path to the lake.

I said, "Okay, this is a truth time. Before we get started, how is it that you haven't asked me if I talked to Caroline today?"
Linda answered, "I'm sure you did and I assume that you will tell me when you get around to it."
I said, "You are correct. I did speak to her. Larry will be there armed with the knowledge that you had a dream about him and you will dance with him if he asks." I leaned in and whispered, "I left the masturbation story out."
Linda giggled. She asked, "Why? He would be more confident if he knew about that too."
I laughed and asked, "Is it your intent to sleep with him Friday night." She was quiet for a second or two. I said, "Remember, this is a truth time."
She giggled, looked up into my eyes and said, "If you give me a pass, I intend to give him the opportunity to seduce me." She giggled again and continued, "If he doesn't mess it up too badly, I might allow it to happen." She added, "With your blessing, of course." She paused again and added, "After all, we do need to get him in under the wire."
I asked, "What do you think I should do for a bed partner that night?"
She grinned and said, "I think that Caroline might be enticed into your bed if you approach her in your usual charming way." She giggled again. She said, "Neither of them will have to go home that night. Their little girl always spends the club night weekend with one or the other of her grandparents.
I said, "You can have your pass and I am going to consider it a done deal. I was sure this was going to happen. I've already told Caroline to bring an overnight bag."
Linda slapped my shoulder and then cuddled into my arm. She said, "I love you, even when you read my mind."
I said, "Oh, there is one other thing." She looked up at me. I said, "Tell me about your history with one Tom Carter."
She answered, "It was just like he said. We met in the checkout line at the grocery store. I had two big bags of groceries and he asked me to let him carry them to the car for me. On the way to the car, he offered to eat my pussy and fuck my brains out."
I stopped in my tracks and I'm sure my look said, "Tell me more."
Linda continued, "He was just as smooth as Ted said he was. He wasn't the least bit crude. He is such a cute young man. I was turned on a little and under other circumstances... Well, you know." She continued, "Well anyway, I told him I was married and he backed down right away. Still, I told him that his was the best offer that I had that day. I kissed his cheek, got in my car and drove away." She paused and then said, "Tom is out of bounds because he is too close to home."
I remembered. I said, "I do remember that day I think. I came home and you damn near attacked me. I asked what got you so excited and you said that a younger man flirted with you at the grocery store. You said that he turned you on a little bit."
She giggled. She said, "Yeah, I took it out on you. I took you upstairs and let you eat my pussy and fuck my brains out." She said, "I love you so much. You are always there when I need you."
I popped her on the butt, in a playful manner. I said, "You know that you deserve a spanking a lot more often than you get one."
She giggled and replied, "Yes, I know. That's how I know that you love me." After a moment of silence, she said, "Tom is a good example of one of the things that I wanted to bounce off you regarding our new set of rules."
I said, "Go ahead."
She continued her thought, "You must know that I get offers like Tom's more often than I tell you about them. I know you don't want to hear about most of them. I wouldn't have told you about Tom if you hadn't asked."
I said, "I know, Sugar. I think you handle that quite well. You always tell me if you think it will turn me on or if you think you might want to act on an offer."
She said, "I want the freedom to act on one of those offers now and then on my own." She saw me begin to swell up and said, "Relax, Luke." She said, "Listen to me. Fucking a stranger has always been on my bucket list. I want you to trust me to pick my own stranger."
I replied, "I have told you that I would never sign off on you being with a complete stranger." I paused and then said, "I'm afraid to do that. You are the most precious thing in my life. I can't stand the thought of not knowing where you are or who you are with." I said, "Terrible things happen to pretty girls out there in the real world. I would go nuts worrying about you even if nothing bad happened." I paused and said, "We have had this conversation before, My Love. To use the vernacular, "It ain't goin' to happen, Babe."
I looked down at her. Her bottom lip was stuck out and locked in the pout position. She said, "Jerry Horn was pretty close. I let him pick me up in an elevator. I really enjoyed my night with him." She continued, "You really had a good time with the young farm girl that you picked up that same night. She was a complete stranger to you." That was a great adventure for both of us that just happened almost spontaneously."
I said, "That is something else that we need to talk about." I paused and said, "I know you enjoyed Jerry and want to meet with him again but he is not going to make the list of men you can be with in the future."
Her pouty face became more severe. She said, "Luke, I told you that I wanted to get in touch with him the next time he was in Dallas. Why is he forbidden fruit all of a sudden?"
I replied, "He is a cheater, Linda." He thought he was fucking you behind my back. I don't know why I let that happen. You were so high on him I just didn't have the heart to tell you no."
She answered, "Luke, it was a fantasy. I sold him my body. He paid me $3,000.00 to spend one night with him. It was my fantasy to be his whore. He didn't even ask me to do anything I didn't want to do and he was careful not to hurt me. He was very good to me. Going behind your back was just part of the fantasy scenario. Jerry is a good man. You know that he is."
I said, "He is not a good man. If he thinks, he is cheating when he isn't and goes ahead anyway, he would cheat for real. I'm sure he has. He has a constant opportunity. He has plenty of money and hangs out in hotels and casinos practically all the time. How many married women do you think he has picked up and used? You were probably just one pretty girl in a long line. I am so ashamed that I let it happen. It won't happen again." A moment later, I went on, "You think about this. If ever I catch him anywhere around you in the future, I will act out the part of the jealous husband in my own fantasy. I promise, I will stomp on him until he shits himself, and you know that I keep my promises."
Linda stepped two paces away from me and stomped the ground with one foot. She was so angry and frustrated that she couldn't speak. She sniffled once, turned and started running back to the house. I thought, "Maybe I let myself get too far out of hand there." Then I thought, "No, I didn't. I'm right. She will just have to get over it."
I continued my walk. I couldn't make myself feel good about what just happened. I can never make myself feel good when Linda is angry with me. When I got to the highest point on the trail, I sat on the caprock and dangled my feet out over the lake that was about fifteen feet below. I finished my coke and dumped the ice over the edge into the water. I flattened the paper cup, rolled it up into a tight little ball, and put it in my pocket. I couldn't make myself feel better.
The sky was clear and full of stars above me but I could see lightning in the distance to the northwest. That gave me reason to worry about my wheat crop. I thought, "I bought it today and I could lose it tonight if that lighting is a thunder bumper with hail in it."
I got up on my feet and started for home at a leisurely walk. I took the long way. I wasn't in any hurry. Our version of me being in the doghouse is I have to sleep in the pool house. That's what was in store for me on this beautiful night. I saw one small meteor as I walked. It was one of those fast-moving streaks of light that only last a fraction of a second. If Linda had seen it, she would have made one of her sweet wishes. I made a selfish wish. I wished that I could make myself feel better.
When I got back to the house, it must have been near eleven o'clock. I didn't even check on Linda. I went to the pool house and opened all the curtains on the window wall so that I could enjoy the storm if it came. I went to bed. I couldn't sleep.
Two hours later, I was still awake when Linda came creeping into the room. I feigned sleep and watched her in the dim light through one cracked eyelid. She shed her robe and crawled in bed with me. She knew I was awake. She snuggled up close to me and whispered, "Hold me, Luke."
I gathered her little, smooth, sweet-smelling and naked body into my spoon. I cupped her left boob in my right hand and squeezed gently. That was all I had to do to make myself feel better. I whispered, "I love you, Tinker Bell." I wanted to make her feel better too.
She was crying softly and trying to hide it. I wanted to fuck her but I sensed that she just wanted me to hold her. I held her until she cried herself to sleep and then I felt my mind and body relax. I held her a little tighter and she snuggled a little closer to me. I followed her easily into sleep.
Morning came. A quick peek at the clock told me that it was almost eight o'clock. My mind came into focus and my first realization was that Tinker Bell was right where I had left her. I kissed her shoulder lightly and she wiggled her cute bottom against me. She was awake but didn't want to move and wasn't ready to talk. I held her and thought for a minute about just how precious she was to me.
My mind focused next, on the bright blue sky I could see through the skylight above our bed. I thought, "No storm. My wheat crop is safe. Maybe my luck is changing." I made a mental note to call Juan and see how he had made out with the harvest crew. I thought, "He would have called me if there had been a problem."
I held Linda for another ten minutes. She began to stir as if she was looking for a more comfortable position. She gave me her, release-me, signal and I complied. She slipped out of bed and made her way toward the bathroom. She was back in a few minutes. She tasted like cinnamon this time when she brushed her lips against mine.
She said, "You can have a minute or two in the bathroom but I want you to come right back." I came right back. She positioned me flat on my back and then lay on top of me. She took my cock in her hand and stroked him ever so slowly. She licked one of my nipples and then puffed her breath on it. It became hard like my cock in an instant. She sucked it into her mouth and teased it for a length of time that I didn't try to keep track of.
At length, she rose and looked into my face. After she watched my eyes focus on her, she said, "Last night I acted like a self-centered bitch and a fully-fledged cunt. I am so ashamed of myself. I want to make it up to you." She hesitated and continued to stroke my cock slowly. She said, "How would you feel about a world-class blowjob before a most wonderful breakfast that I want to prepare for you."
I replied, "Last night's misunderstanding was mostly my fault. Allow me to make a counteroffer." I paused and said, "I would like to eat your strawberry flavored pussy and then fuck your brains out." I got my first giggle. I said, "Then we could make breakfast together."
She said, "That's the same offer that Tom Carter made to me."
I answered, "Yes, I know. It seemed to turn you on when he made it."
She said, "Oh, Luke. It's far more special coming from you." She kissed me. I began to move her into the proper position. She whispered, "Let me do this." She rose to her knees and moved into position above me where she could lower her pussy onto my face. She whispered, "I accept your crude offer of sweet debauchery kind sir." She began to fuck my face slowly in an extremely sensuous manner. I held her hips in my hands and adjusted her position so that I could easily lick and then suck her clitoris into my mouth. The nicest moan came out of her. She was very excited. She had her first baby orgasm right then.
I opened my eyes and looked up at her as I do when we are positioned like this. This was a bit different from what I would see in the usual candlelight. Broad daylight brings attention to detail. I have to say, my wife is exquisite in detail. I could see ripples in the toned muscles of her abdomen and her thighs as they flexed in her effort. Her hands were holding my face in place and they demonstrated the strength in her arms too. Her perfect breasts stood firmly away from her body and pointed in two different directions. The nipples were most of an inch long and stood out proudly. Her eyes reflected green fire as well as any emerald could. Her honey-colored hair danced in the air in time with her movement. Her pretty face expressed a state of bliss. She fucked me slowly but with purpose.
She was having her mini orgasms one after the other. They were not all of the same strength. One would gently ripple through her and the next would freeze her in place and make her whole body shudder.
Twenty minutes passed. I felt the big one bubbling inside her. She knew it was coming too. In the next minute, it progressively became more powerful. It seized more and more power over her. I found a way to get a finger inside her. I touched her G-spot. She literally exploded in my face. Her scream told me how good it was for her. I continued to eat her. I helped her to her peak. She started down from her high. I gave her a few more seconds of my best effort, but then I rolled her over and stuffed my cock inside her while she was still cumming. I couldn't wait. I had to have her.
I felt her second orgasm begin before the first one was over. Her legs wrapped themselves around me. She bucked under me and met every thrust as I pounded her mercilessly. I couldn't believe the effect I was having on her or her on me. I knew I was hurting her. She begged in my ear for more. I had intended to give her two orgasms this way before I went with her. I realized it wasn't going to happen that way. I was out of control. We were both out of control. She was cumming hard. She reached her second peak and I lost it as she screamed her delight to the world. My spasms went on and on. They were so powerful they hurt me. It was such wonderful pain. Then, it was over.
I collapsed on top of her. I tried to move off her but she held me in place. She whispered, "Stay right there, Luke. Stay inside me as long as you can." I did as instructed but we could only make it last a little while longer.
It was warmer in the pool house than it would have been in our bedroom. We had both broken sweat. We took a few minutes to cool off. Linda asked, "Do you want to have another fight?"
I replied, "No, Baby. I don't like fighting with you."
She giggled. That weak giggle was something wonderful for me to hear. She said, "I don't enjoy the fight either but the make-up sex is special, isn't it." She rolled over close enough to kiss my cheek. She said, "I'm going to our bathroom to clean up. Give me a few minutes before you come up." She kissed me again and was gone.
I lay there and thought about it. "The make-up sex is special but then we always have good sex one way or another. I'd rather not fight with her. I physically hurt inside when she is angry with me. The emotional strain and pain are as bad as the sex is good. The thing is, women forget the pain. I've had several of them tell me that the pain of childbirth is forgotten almost as soon as it is over. Men remember pain forever. Hell, I remember the pain of an ass whippin' I took in the ninth grade. Some people learn to enjoy pain. I never did." I went up and bathed with Linda.
We whipped up a simple breakfast. We had bacon, eggs, biscuits, gravy, sliced tomatoes, orange juice and coffee. I sliced the tomatoes and set the table.
As we ate, Linda said, "About Jerry Horn."
I said, "Go on."
She said, "I don't believe he is good or evil. I'm sure he is somewhere in between like the rest of us. I do accept the fact that he offended you and when I thought about it, I realized that I should have been offended too. He still believes that I was cheating. I hate the fact that you have forbidden me to see him. He was so much fun. I will honor your wish." She hesitated and then said, "The bottom line is he has no importance to me when I compare him to you."
I replied, "Enough said, Tinker Bell. We never need talk of him again." I caught her hand and kissed it. I asked, "What about the, you-fucking-a-stranger, part of our argument?"
She giggled. She swallowed the food in her mouth and answered, "That was nothing. I got the exact answer that I expected."
I asked, "Well then, why did you bring it up."
She smiled and her green eyes twinkled. She answered, "A girl must crowd the line sometimes. That is the only to find out where the boundaries really lie."
I said, "You need a spanking."
She asked, "Am I going to get one?"
I said, "No." She smiled and giggled again.
She said, "I get so scared when you are mad at me. I'm always afraid that you will stay that way and you will stop loving me." Her eyes welled up and she wiped the tears with her table napkin.
I said, "Read your necklace, Tinker Bell."
She said, "I read it twenty times last night before I found the courage to come to your bed."
I held her hand and said, "Just read it once next time, Sweetheart. I couldn't sleep until you got there." She smiled.
We passed a minute in silence. In my mind, I considered that the fight was over and that was so for the reconciliation too. It was time to get back to regular business. I asked, "Do you still want me to call Caroline and tell her to prepare for two nights away with me?"
She replied, "No. I've rethought that. It's not a good idea. Larry hasn't proved himself yet. I might not want to be with him for two nights. If not, I'm going to claim dibs on you. Let's just plan on one night and make it happen that way." She paused and said, "If you want, you can still take Caroline to your hunting cabin the next weekend."
I said, "She is already expecting that. I won't call her. I can talk to her about going to the cabin Friday evening."
Linda asked, "If things work out between Larry and me, would it be okay for us to go to the cabin with you and Caroline?"
I answered, "It would probably be a good thing if they wanted to do that. It would be good for all of us to spend some time together."
She hesitated for a time longer than just a pause. I could see she was taking the time to find and form the words she wanted to use. Finally, she said, "Have you thought about this? Larry is a cheater. He was caught and convicted. What makes him different from Jerry?"
I answered, "He has not tried to cheat with or against us and he told me once that he had learned his lesson. I know that he now understands the danger of cheating and the harm it can cause. He damn near lost his wife and baby girl over it. Most of all, Caroline has forgiven him. They have embarked on a new lifestyle where there should be no reason for him to cheat. Hell, he is about to have a chance to sleep with you without cheating on anyone. I don't think it is our place to forgive him as Caroline has but I think we can excuse his past transgressions for as long as they stay in the past."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She said, "I wanted to mention it but if you're happy, I can be also. I have two more questions." I nodded. She said, "First, as I understand the situation, you and I can still swing with anyone that we have played with in the past. We are going to try not to form any new relationships. Is that correct?"

I answered, "That is the gist of it. Besides Larry, there will be no new relationships, at least not in the near future."
She said, "Okay then. Are there any of my previous lovers that are on the, forbidden-fruit-list, like Jerry?"
I answered, "Yes, as a matter of fact. There is one couple actually." After a moment, I said, "Karl Ziegler and his wife, Connie. I never want to see either of them again."
She said, "No problem there. That relationship just didn't work out." Next, think about this. Say we were off on vacation and we met a couple that we would never see again. If we did a one-night swing, would that be a relationship?
I considered what she had said. Ella Mitchell came to my mind. She was a young Kansas farm girl that I had a one-night affair with. I enjoyed being with her very much. Our thing didn't develop into a relationship. I replied to Linda, "I don't know. That scenario deserves some thought. Let's talk about it at another time.
We had finished eating. I said, "I need to call Juan. I want to know how he made out with the crew that is supposed to harvest our grain." Linda handed me the phone. I called Juan's home. Maria answered. After a few seconds of pleasantries, she informed me that Juan was over at the new place with the combine crew. I said thanks and hung up. I told Linda the situation and said, "I had better go over there."
She replied, "I want to go too." I said, "Okay, Little One, boots and jeans." We quickly put away our breakfast things and then changed clothes. We jumped in my truck. Ten minutes later, we drove into the biggest wheat field on the new place.
It had measured out at one hundred, twenty-seven acres. It was a rough rectangle with a small dogleg on the north end. Juan was standing near his truck with the man that I assumed was the crew boss. There were two light semi grain haulers parked near the field's edge. The combine was making its way back toward us on what must have been his third pass after the perimeter cut. It was shooting grain into a third hauler that was keeping pace with him.
I said to Linda, "This is more than I had hoped for."
I parked my truck a few feet behind Juan's. Linda and I got out and Juan and his companion approached us. Juan introduced us to Anthony Werner. He was, in fact, the crew boss and owner of the small operation.
Juan said, "I have made a deal with this man to harvest your grain, Patron." He always calls me that when we are with strangers. He continued, "I have agreed that you will pay to this man $6,600.00 in cash at the time his work here is finished.
I looked at Mr. Werner and asked, "This was done on a handshake I assume."
He looked at me and said. "Please call me Tony. I have no qualms about the deal, Mr. Bowman. Your reputation precedes you."
I said, "Please call me Luke and you may address my wife as Linda." I took a moment to size the man up. He was tall and straight and probably in his late fifties or early sixties. He had already demonstrated that he was a red-blooded American. He couldn't help but look at Linda more than once.
I asked, "When do you think you will be finished?"
He answered, "We will finish before dark today. That machine is capable of cutting one hundred, fifty acres a day. I have another one just like it working in one of your other fields as we speak. You only have two hundred acres total. We should finish easily by late evening."
I asked, "Why do you need cash?" I run a legitimate operation in all my dealings. If I pay you in cash, I will take about a twenty percent hit from the taxman."
He held up his hand and said, "Oh, my operation is always above board. I will give you a receipt for the money you pay me. That will satisfy your taxman. I prefer cash because I pay my crew in cash. We will spend the next ten weeks on the road between here and the Dakotas. These men don't have bank accounts. It is just easier to operate in cash as much as I can. That goes for food, fuel, lodging and all my other expenses as well."
I said, "Fair enough. Your money will be here this afternoon." We shook hands.
Linda offered Juan and Tony Coke from our cooler. She sat on the tailgate of my truck and watched. Tony and I became better acquainted by talking about his living on the road lifestyle. The combine pulled up in front of us and stopped.
Linda came and led Tony away by the hand. She said, "I want to see your equipment." She looked at me and smiled wanly. I couldn't help but chuckle inside. It gave Juan and me time to talk privately for a few minutes. We talked generally about fence repair and other things we would need to do to bring the new place up to par. The fences were critical. They had to be in good shape before we could put any cattle on the place. We agreed to inspect the houses and barns later.
The combine got back underway with a new hauler under its spout. Linda and I watched for another few minutes and left the men to their work. On the way back home, I said, "You kind of took up with tony, didn't you?"
She giggled and answered, "You know that I have a thing for older men with a streak of grey in their hair. He looks like a good one to me. He is good looking, well built in a workman's sort of way and he is an alpha. He runs his world." She paused and then asked, "Do you think we could get him in under the wire? He would probably give you a discount on the work he is doing for you."
I looked at her.
She slid over close to me and stuck her tongue in my ear for a moment. She said, "Your wife is a wanton slut and a whore, you know." She giggled. She was just kidding.
I said, "You are crowding the line again, aren't you." She giggled again.
A moment later, she said, "Seriously, let's go check out one of our new houses. You might want to get laid for the first time on our new property."
I said, "Neither of the houses has operable bathrooms."
She replied, "Well, you will have to settle for a nice blow job and a tongue bath."
I became serious. I asked, "What is wrong with you? Your risqué quotient is way out of kilter today."
She remained silent for a few seconds and then looked into my eyes. She asked, "Truth time?"
I said, "It is if you want it to be."
Another moment of silence went by. She finally said, "There are two things on my mind. I'm feeling badly about losing Ed and at the same time, I am becoming very excited, giddy even, about starting a new relationship with Larry." She laid her head on my shoulder and said, "I think I really have become a wanton slut."
I said, "You said that you and Ed would always be friends. You aren't really losing him you are just not going to have sex with him anymore."
She replied, "Imagine how our relationship would change if we quit having sex."
I said, "I see your point. You are going to miss trying to get his grossly oversized giant cock completely inside your little bitty pixie body every now and then." She looked at me and raised an eyebrow. "I said, "You can laugh if you want to, Tinker Bell. You told me that you were successful on at least one occasion."
Her facial expression cracked and she, giggled. She said, "I will have you know, Sir. We were successful every time we tried and we tried at least once every time we were together." She paused and said, "You know, that wasn't fun for me. It hurt and we couldn't just turn ourselves loose with each other as you and I do. I only did it to try to make him happy." After another moment, she continued, "Caroline went to bed with him once and never went back for that reason. She said, "That oversized cock of his was a curse as far as I'm concerned. If his new girlfriend can handle it, more power to her."
I said, "She must have a pussy the size of a syrup bucket."
Linda giggled. She said, "Luke, stop it. You said that before. I hope she will allow Ed to be friends with me." We drove up in front of one of our new, old houses.
I asked, "Have you got any wine in that cooler?"
She answered, "Yes, I do, and I know there is whiskey in this truck. It's a little early, isn't it?"
I said, "It's five o'clock somewhere. Let's set in that old porch swing and have a drink. Who knows, I might take you up on the blow job and the tongue bath."
She opened her door and said, "You can if you want to. It was a serious offer." Then she said, "Bring your whiskey and the cooler." She started for the house.
I said, "Wait a minute. If it has been a while since people have lived here, there may be varmints and snakes in there. I opened the toolbox and strapped a .357 magnum revolver to my hip. I then replaced three of the hollow point rounds in the cylinder with snake shot. I slipped a flashlight in my pocket. I put a half-full jug of Crown in the cooler and took it to the porch.
The old house looked like something that would have been built in the 1920s or earlier. From the outside, it looked to be in pretty good repair. It had an asphalt shingle roof that looked almost new. The paint on the exterior wood siding was an off white and the accent color was a muted light yellow on the doors, windows, frames and trim. The paint didn't appear to be as new as the roof but it wasn't in bad shape. I asked, "Did we ever know anyone that lived here? They would have been our closest neighbors besides Juan and his family."
Linda said, "Yes, the Robertson family lived here for about three years. They were a young family with two small children. He was an assistant pastor In the First Baptist Church in town."
I said, "I remember. We used to see them at college functions and ball games occasionally. They have been gone for about a year, I think.
I found a nail driven halfway into the front door jam. It had a key hanging on it that fit the front door that turned out not to be locked anyway. Linda and I went inside. We explored. The only varmint we found was a small field mouse. We introduced ourselves and he said his name was Mickey. I opted not to pull my weapon on him. He went on his way.
The inside had a coating of dust but beyond that, it was similar to the outside in its state of repair. It looked like it had been remodeled probably in the early 50s. Plumbing and electrical fixtures were of that era and all the wiring was just tacked on to the outside of the wooden walls and ceilings. The little house appeared to have about a thousand square feet of floor space. It had one bath and two bedrooms. The kitchen had no appliances and there was no furniture. There were a separate one-car garage and a small pole barn in the complex.
Linda and I fixed our drinks and went to the swing on the porch. She sat with me close enough to touch. I said, "About Larry, it's natural to be giddy about a new lover. Why are you upset about that?"
She answered, "The thing is, I don't know why I want to be with Larry. I detested him when I first met him. He excites me very much for no apparent reason." She paused and went on, "I know you want to be with Caroline on a long term basis. I love her to pieces. We have been friends and she has wanted you for a long time. Subconsciously, I might have thought that I should be with Larry because you want to be close to Caroline." She paused and said, "Ever since that night that I danced with him, I tingle inside every time I think of him. I felt so comfortable in his arms. I was so surprised. I can't wait to be with him. I'm tingling right now."
I asked, "Have any other men affected you this way?"
She smiled sheepishly. She said, "You, most of all." She giggled again and blushed. She said, "When we were young, I was like this with you but even more so. Then it faded over the years. It never completely went away but it became much stronger again since we opened our marriage. It may be stronger now than it ever was." She hesitated and then whispered, "You are the star in more of my masturbation fantasies that you know." She giggled and continued, "You always have been. You always will be. I love you.
I chuckled and said, "It's nice to hear that." I kissed her hand that I was holding. I said, "Answer me this. As much sex as you get, why do you have to play with your toys so much?"
She answered matter-of-factly, "I am a nymphomaniac, Luke. I thought you knew."
I laughed and said, "Kay said there was no such thing. She said that you were highly sexed but there is no such thing as a nymphomaniac."
She replied, "Kay said that we were a matched pair and that we were both oversexed. Do you believe that? She is just wrong about me not being a nympho. By-the-way," she said, "Kay wants to fuck you. She wasn't kidding the other night. I think she has wanted to all along."
I replied, "I'm sure that you are wrong about that. Kay is much too professional to let her pussy do her thinking. Nailing me would be unethical for her." Then I let it go and asked, "Has there been anyone else that excited you as Larry does?"
She said, "Lancelot." Then she asked, "Do you remember Carlos and Sandy?"
"Of course," I said. "Sandy was very special to me."
She said, "Carlos turned me on even more than Larry or Lancelot. I remember literally melting in his presence. He understood my submissive nature. He would just take me and fuck me when he wanted me." She paused and added, "I tried to entice him to want me as I do you."
I said, "I wish that relationship hadn't flamed out so quickly."
She said, "We will see them again someday. Sandy is in love with you. You got her cherry."
I said, "She had sex before she ever met me."
Linda said, "She didn't have any idea what sex was until she met you. You were the first man to give her an orgasm. You took her cherry. She will love you forever." A moment later, she said, "The thing that was wrong about them was, they were far too young for us."
I had to agree to that. Sandy was three weeks beyond her eighteenth birthday the first time she crawled in bed with me. I remembered that night. All I did was illustrate the importance of foreplay to her. She came easily for me and then she had a couple more. She had only been with boys before. They evidently had no knowledge of how to help her have an orgasm. I remembered how it felt to have her young body awaken sexually. I could still see the awe and delight in her sweet face when she had that first powerful orgasm with my cock buried deep inside her. I thought, "God, I hope to see her again." Linda was right about her loving me. The other side of that truth is I fell in love with her the same night that I met her. There was something special inside her. She captured my heart. She was sweet, fresh and eager to learn. I could have spent a hundred years teaching her.
Linda nudged me. She handed me a fresh drink and said, "You were daydreaming."
I replied, "Yeah, I was."
She giggled and said, "I'm not the only one then."
She offered me the blowjob again. I said, "I had rather take you home and eat your pussy until you scream and then fuck your brains out. I've come to the point where I really enjoy doing that."
She laughed aloud. She said, "I enjoy it too."
I said, "Sweetheart, I think you should talk to Kay about your feelings about Ed and Larry both. She will be able to help."
She giggled. She said. "I already have. We had that talk at lunch the other day. She told me that I should talk to you about them. She was right about that. I feel much better already." A moment later she said, "Kay had a copy of my bucket list. We looked at it together. She said that there shouldn't be anything in our new arrangement that would preclude my chasing down some of the things that are left undone. She said that your consent would always be paramount but that should be my only obstacle." Then she said, "You need to be forewarned. I'm going to crowd the line some in that regard."
I said, "You may consider that I'm forewarned. As long as my consent is paramount, as you say, you may crowd the line as much as you want. You might even win on occasion." I added, "Then again, you might talk yourself into a spanking, on occasion."
She giggled and kissed my cheek. She said, "Fair enough, my husband."
I said, "Let's go see our other new, old house."
We gathered our gear and started that way. I hadn't been there before but its position was indicated on the map I had of the property. It appeared to be right on the river's bank. It turned out that it was but it was on a bluff about twenty feet higher than the water level. It was obviously much older than the first place we visited. It had been built from logs and stone. It had what looked like hand-cut cedar shingles on the roof. The whole roof looked to be on the verge of collapsing. We got out and walked up to the frame where the door had been to see inside. It had a dirt floor. I didn't let Linda go in. It wouldn't have been safe for her.
I laughed and said, "They told me that this place needed work. It would take a pocket full of money to revive this old place."
Linda replied, "We may have to spend a pocket full of money. I'm going to research this place and see if it has any historical significance. If it does, I will want to restore it." She paused and said, "Can you imagine how hard the people who built this house had to work to make a living here? I wonder how they did it."
I thought, "I'm glad I brought her here. She hadn't thought about anything or anyone connected to our sex life since she saw this pile of rubble." I wondered how long that would last.
I said, "This would be a beautiful place to spend a weekend occasionally. Look at all of the pecan trees." It was a beautiful place and there were several other species of hardwoods all around us. I thought, "I would like to bring Caroline here."
We got back in the truck and explored a bit farther upstream. We came upon what must have been an old jeep road that led down into the river bottom. I decided not to try to take the truck down for fear I might not be able to come back up.
Linda said, "We can come here on four-wheelers tomorrow and explore the place thoroughly."
I agreed to do that. Then I said, "We need to head for home. I need to be back here at about six o'clock with Tony's money." I consulted the map for the best way home and we started that way.
Linda folded the center armrest away and slid over close to me. She snuggled close to me. She said, "Thank you for buying this place for me.
I thought, "That's my Linda, she likes the place so she is claiming it." I thought, "I had better take the wind out of her sails right now." I said, "Actually, Sweetheart, I bought it for Mike and Cindy. We are going to give it to them for a wedding present if that ever happens." I added, "But we can keep it until then."
She snuggled closer. I looked down at her. Her eyes were huge emerald pools from my perspective. They twinkled and became two accent points in her most beautiful smile. She said, "I love you, Luke."
We took care of business for the rest of the day. Everything went well. We made bedtime happen early. It couldn't have been much past eight. We were both looking forward to it. I took my Linda to our bed in our cold room. She lit the candles and we spooned together. I held her close while the sheets absorbed our body heat and our bed became a warm place for us to love each other. Nothing could stop that from happening.
Linda became active when we were warm enough. She rolled in my arms to face me. She said, "You gave me such a wonderful day. I feel that it is my place to reward you with a wonderful night." I love it when she talks to me that way.
She coaxed me to lie on my back and she lay on top of me. She seemed so small and light. She moved slowly and deliberately as she squirmed about to reach the places on my body that she knew to be sensitive. She licked and sucked the proper places. She planted little kisses where that was appropriate. The monster was aroused and quickly came to full attention. She came to lay full length on top of me. She licked my lips softly and when my mouth opened, she slipped her tongue inside. My hard cock lay on my belly pointing to my chin. She settled her slit over lt. She rubbed her clitoris up and down his length. We refer to this as dry fucking but her juices made me wet. Our tongues met and wrestled with each other. I overpowered her and pushed into her mouth. I became dominant in the kiss.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

She broke the kiss and whispered, "I love it when you force your will on me but allow me to win this time. I have a plan." I want you to have the blowjob I have tried to tempt you with all day. I want you to throat fuck me and cum that way. When you recover, I will give you the best, I'm-going-to-love-forever, marathon fuck that you have ever had." She slid her wet slit up and then down the ridged shaft of my cock. She continued in her sultry whisper, "I love you, Luke. I'm going to do all the work. All you have to do is lie there and let me make you glad that we are here together. Let me win."

My body wilted but the monster didn't. She felt me melt and she knew she would have her way in that instant. She invaded my mouth with her kiss and made it last a long time. She kept my cock trapped between us and tortured him with the action as her hips rolled and pitched to keep her clit in motion and in contact. At length, she broke our kiss and slowly slithered down my body like a slippery eel in shallow water. She kissed and licked her way down over the muscles of my chest and abs. She spent a moment enjoying the taste of her own juices as she licked them off the monster. She sucked his swollen head into her mouth and toyed with him there. She was enjoying herself. Sweet giggles escaped her. She knew how to manipulate the sensitivity of the thing she had in her mouth.
I tried hard to just lie there and enjoy her efforts but after a time, enough is enough. I took her pretty face in both hands and slid the monster right down her throat in one easy stroke. She giggled around me. She allowed me to take charge and fuck her. I decided I would make her work at least a little for this one but the truth was, I wanted to cum for her this way. I knew the plan. I was already glad that we were here together. I moved the covers off us so that I could watch. My cock was moving easily in and out of her face. It was like a blistering hot piece of video erotica. I was lost in it. I had to keep reminding myself that this was Linda's face and my cock.
I didn't last as long as I thought I would. I felt the monster begin to swell. He became even harder. Linda felt it too. She giggled and took control. I let her do it. She brought the monsters head up into her mouth. She licked and sucked with forceful enthusiasm. The prominent vein that ran just under the dorsal skin of the monster stood out in blue contrast. My first spasm came and I forced my way back down her throat. She allowed me to fuck her through to completion. I went to my peak. She held me there in ecstasy as I pumped gobs of cum into her. I was emptied but pulsing dry spasms of pleasure continued. She was trying hard to keep my orgasm going. She is so good at what she does. I began to come down from my high place. I was holding her face in my hands and watching. The monster throbbed as I fucked her deep. She indicated little stress. It appeared the experience was pleasurable for her too. I think it was. Still, I felt like I was the prime beneficiary of the event. It was so good that I felt indebted to her. That thought made me laugh inside as I tried to catch my breath. I feel indebted to her quite often. She held me in her mouth and tongued me until I lost my erection completely and then I had to pull her off me. It was over.
She moved back up my body to lie on my chest. She whispered, "I love you." I rolled us over and pinned her to the bed. I let my tongue explore her mouth in search of any taste of my own cum. I didn't find it. It wasn't there. I knew it wouldn't be. I thought, "My God, I'm going to become as nasty as she is." I could feel the excitement in her.
She signaled for me to release her. She rolled to her side facing away from me. I put an arm around her, drew her close and cupped one of her breasts in my hand. She snuggled close, cooed and let me hold her for a few minutes. Then she whispered, "Finger my clit, Luke."
I kissed her behind her ear and moved my hand from her breast. I let my middle finger snuggle into the top of her slit. I found her hard little button and gently massaged it. It was warm and wet. A soft purr of contentment came out of her. She wiggled her cute bottom against my wilted prick. The monster moved. I knew then that he wouldn't remain helpless for long.
Linda whispered to me again, "Help me cum this way. Give me a sweet orgasm the way you did it for Anne when we were all at High Point."
I hadn't known that Linda was aware that had happened but I had my orders. I knew exactly what she wanted. I hadn't done this for Linda in a long time. I didn't know why. It had been common practice when we were young. I remembered how much she had enjoyed it. I knew that it wouldn't take long. Linda's clit is extremely sensitive, more so than most women that I have been with. I slipped my finger inside her and drew more of her moisture out of her. I used it to thoroughly lubricate her little hair-triggered nub. I began to manipulate it using every technique that I knew. She responded with a sweet purr or coo when I did something right. I felt her state of arousal as it became more pronounced. She began to move in response to my efforts. She couldn't help herself.
I brought her to the point of orgasm in two minutes or less but I decided to make this last a bit longer. I backed off. She lay in my arms and shivered as if she was cold. She whispered, "Don't stop. Help me cum."
I did as she asked but I did manage to stretch it out for several more minutes. She was pleading for release before I let it happen. Teasing her this way enhances her experience by at least an order of magnitude. Finally, it was time. I brought her to the brink and then gently pushed her over the edge. Her orgasm enveloped her. Physically, I was still holding her body but her soul went off to some other time or place that was special to her. Her body stiffened and vibrated. She was gone for a while. I continued to tease her clit. At length, she came back to me. She melted into jelly as I held her. One of her hands went to her vee to cover mine. She pressed me hard against her center of pleasure. She emitted a mewing sound, M-m-m-m-m. She said, "I love you," and gave herself to a few moments of euphoria and relaxation. I held her as she calmed herself. Her ragged breath moderated and her pounding heart returned to a normal beat. I held her and loved my part in her pleasure.
The monster made himself known. He moved in his tight place between us. She felt him too. She giggled and moved one of her hands between us to hold him. He was at about eighty percent. She whispered, "I haven't forgotten you, Monster. I have something special for you in mind."
I kissed her neck but then I remained quiet. I gave her the time she needed to enjoy the afterglow. Truthfully, I knew I would benefit from more recovery time too. Fifteen minutes passed.
She rolled to face me and I rolled to my back. She again brought herself to lie on top of me. I held her small girl body there. We shared a seriously emotional kiss. She cooed in my mouth, then broke the kiss, and whispered, "Do you really know how much I love you?"
I answered in my own whisper, "Yes, it's less than I love you."
She asked, in a soft and quiet voice, "What else did you do with Anne that I would want you to do with me?"
I had to answer her truthfully. When we talk about our other lovers, it is always a truth time. I said, "I buggered her."
She whispered. "I am not prepared for that now. I will be Wednesday evening. That will be the last time we will have sex before our club night." She meant before we met with Larry and Caroline. Larry was on her mind. I thought, "That's okay, Caroline is always on my mind."
She giggled and began to move. She started kissing and nipping me with her teeth. She started on my jawline and then moved to my chest. She sucked a nipple into her mouth for a moment and then moved on. In another moment, she was licking the monster. I felt her bury her nose under my ball sack and breathe deeply. She says there are always pheromones there. Sometimes, she is so nasty. She sucked the monster's head into her mouth and treated him to a short happy time. He responded with greater arousal. He stood tall at a hundred percent almost immediately." I was proud of him. Her actions were only foreplay. I knew what was coming. I could hardly force myself to wait.
She had felt the monster stiffen in her mouth. The time for foreplay was over. She rose to her knees and placed one on either side of me. She had taken our covers with her. They slid down her back as she brought herself upright above me. She steadied herself with one hand on my chest and used the other to hold the monster up and at her entrance. Ever so slowly, she lowered herself and began to envelop him in that sweet pussy that I wanted so much. I thought it would take forever. She moved a quarter of an inch at a time. She giggled at me.
She was treating me to an unobstructed view of her naked body in the candlelight. It was one of her sexiest looks. I could see the tight muscles of her thighs and abdomen. Her firm breast swayed in the space above me and I could see her beautiful face and hair above them. Her eyes reflected green lighting in the subdued light. She was watching my face and smiling.
I remembered a time many years ago when we had done this. She wasn't completely naked that night. She had been wearing one of my sized XX-large white dress shirts. It was unbuttoned and it moved with her motion. I only got glimpses of her nudity. It seemed as if I was being naughty and peeking when I shouldn't. I think that might have been her sexiest look ever.
I was halfway inside her. I couldn't wait any longer. I grabbed her hips with both hands and thrust upwards into her depths. She sucked in one great breath in a single gasp. She held it for a second and then smiled down at me as she let it out.
She laid her tits on my chest and we kissed as she began to roll her hips and stroked with an understated tempo. She whispered in my ear, "Let me do this, Luke. I want this to be my gift to you. Let me do the work. She rose back up into the candlelight. The smile on her lovely face reflected thousands of words about the love we shared.
She fucked me with a rhythm that she knew wouldn't drive me over the edge. I still held her hips but I let her do the work.
She did the work. Sometimes she was upright in her cowgirl position. Sometimes she lay on my chest. Sometimes we kissed and sometimes we talked. She was always fucking me. She had her first mini orgasm ten minutes into our act. She had several more spaced out in the next half an hour or so. Then a big one snuck up on her. I sensed its arrival, took control and fucked her through it. I then let her go back to doing the work. She lay on my chest and whimpered while she recovered from it but she never stopped fucking me. I held her and whispered, "I love you, Tinker Bell."
She had a couple more minis and then her second big one. On its approach, she reared up into her cowgirl position with both hands on my chest. Her rhythm intensified. She fucked me harder but not faster. She said, "I'm about to cum again. Let me do this one by myself. Her Kegel muscles flexed. It felt as though her pussy was trying to suck me deeper inside. I don't think that was possible.
My excitement was ballooning along with hers. Her breath became ragged and I felt the contractions inside as her orgasm began. I didn't know if I could hold on through this one. She had her sweet orgasm and continued to fuck me right through it. I looked into her face as it happened. Her emerald eyes glazed over and a pronounced shudder passed through her body as she came all over my cock. A small dribble of her saliva leaked out of the corner of her mouth during a groan. It fell onto my chest. I didn't care, not even a little bit. I enjoyed watching her cum and I did hold myself in check through it.
Her third big one happened fifteen minutes later. All the signs came well in advance this time. This one was not going to be soft and gentle. I could feel an earthquake building in her belly. I knew I couldn't maintain control through this one. I decided not to even try.
She lay down on my chest and as soon as I felt her pussy's first contraction, I rolled her over onto her back. I forcefully took control and fucked her at least as hard as I ever had in the past. I tried to pound her into our soft bed. She wrapped me in her powerful legs and locked her ankles behind me. She tried to meet my thrusts and was successful most of the time. Her scream triggered my orgasm. I completely lost control. I fucked her pussy as if I didn't know who she was. I used her for my own pleasure and even tried to hurt her a little bit. I don't know how long it lasted but I was disappointed when it was over.
Linda lay under me like a rag doll. I looked into her face. She was unconscious. I had to dip into my energy reserve to roll off her. She has passed out on me before and I knew that she was all right but this kind of thing scares the shit out of me anyway. When it happens, she tries to hide it from me. I pretend that I don't notice. I don't think she knows that I know. I asked Kay about it once and she said that it happens to some women. She told me not to worry about it. I worry about it.
I lay on my back next to her in the cool air of the room. I held her hand and smacked her palm a few times before her eyes fluttered. We lay there together and caught our breath. In two or three minutes, we had cooled off enough that the room felt too cold. I drew the covers up and over us. Linda rolled toward me and dbangd an arm and a leg over me. She rubbed her wet pussy against my thigh as she does.
I remembered watching her when she was sleeping with her Lancelot once while he and Anne were here. She was rubbing her pussy on him in her sleep. The sight of that had generated some jealousy in me at the time. The thought of it now didn't seem to bother me.
Linda was talking when my attention came back to her. She said, "Mr. Bowman, if you want some more of that, I will find a way to make it happen. Maybe I could call Barb."
I laughed and she laughed with me. I said, "Mrs. Bowman, I've had enough and more than the average white boy could stand. I will be very happy if you just let me hold you."
She giggled for me and snuggled closer. A moment later, she said, "I thought we would go mystical like we did the other night."
I didn't answer her right away but she had answered one of my questions.
To be continued...

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I laughed and she laughed with me. I said, "Mrs. Bowman, I've had enough and more than the average white boy could stand. I will be very happy if you just let me hold you."

She giggled for me and snuggled closer. A moment later, she said, "I thought we would go mystical like we did the other night."
I didn't answer her right away but she had answered one of my questions. I resolved to talk with her about it later. At this moment, I just wanted to cuddle with her and sleep. She had another idea. She slipped out of bed and started for the bathroom. She said, "Give me a couple of minutes." I knew what that meant. She was telling me that we needed a shower before we slept.
Sunday morning came. There was a big empty spot in our bed where Linda had been. I listened and heard movement downstairs. A moment later, the smell of coffee captured my attention. I quickly did my morning routine in the bathroom and Linda brought a cup of coffee to me just as I finished shaving. She was bright and sparkly. She was dressed in lace-up boots and a one-piece, lightweight, camo jumpsuit. She was wearing a web belt around her tiny waist that gave the proper shape to the outfit. She looks so sexy no matter how she is dressed.
She said, "Breakfast is ready. The weather is warm but cloudy. The weatherman said that we should expect a spring storm late this afternoon. I want to take the four-wheelers over to the new place as quickly as we can." She said, "I want a closer look at the old house by the river."
We went downstairs together after I dressed. While we ate, she talked. She said, "I thought about that old place and I couldn't sleep. I got up and found a couple of books on Texas history in your library." She continued. "The last of the Indian wars were fought in 1874 and 75 just upstream from here. I'll bet that old building was built during that time." She swallowed a bite of food and went on, "I bet the structure was a small bunker designed for a few men to stand off Indian raids."
I said, "That's not likely, Sweetheart. It has a cedar shingle roof on it. It would have burned like gasoline. There would have been no way to defend it." I paused and said, "The other thing is, the battles you are talking about happened over two hundred miles from here. They were at Palo Duro Canyon and a place called Adobe Walls which was way the hell up in the panhandle."
She replied, "Those were the big battles but small war parties foraged for food, horses and weapons all through North Texas and especially along the Red River. They attacked settlers anywhere they found them." She continued, "I'll bet the old house had a fireproof sod roof when it was built. That is why the walls were so thick and heavily built. That's what I want to check out this morning."
I said, "You are all excited about this, aren't you? Did you do all this reading this morning?"
She giggled and said, "The sum total of my knowledge on the subject came from a three-page subchapter in one of your books. All I did was look up, Indian Wars, in the table of contents." She said, "It all fits. I'm excited. Do you remember when our Mikey used to play Cowboys and Indians when he was little? This will excite him too."
I wasn't convinced but I said, "Okay, let's go."
She replied, "You go get my four-wheeler for me while I pack us a lunch."
I walked to the barn and the first thing that I noticed was that Juan's truck was parked there. The biggest four-wheeler was missing. I normally ride that one. It was the one configured to carry the most gear. I deduced that Juan was using it to ride fence on the new place. He had mentioned that was going to be his project for the day. I thought, "Oh well, I can get by with a smaller one." I moved Linda's buggy to the house and then walked back to the barn to get one for me.
We drove directly to the old house. I looked at the structure more closely than I had the day before. The walls were heavily built. The logs involved were twelve to fourteen inches in diameter and appeared to be heavy hard wood. The walls were actually built of stone up to a height of between five and six feet above the ground. They were at least two feet thick. Two courses of the heavy logs were on top of that. The wood had mostly rotted away. Above that, I found no indication of a sod roof. The beams and trusses that supported the roof were made of relatively lightweight wooden poles no more than three inches in diameter and they appeared to be original construction.
On top of the trusses there was a lattice built of one by four sawn lumber that appeared to have come from a sawmill. I deduced that they were not original. The wooden shingles had been attached to the lattice with modern nails. The roof had been replaced at least once. It may have been thatched originally.
The structure had one interior wall. It bisected the building with one room being twice as large as the other one. This wall was not load-bearing. There was a small fireplace built into the exterior end wall of the larger room. There were two windows in the large room and one in the smaller one. They were made of glass framed and set in modern lumber. They were not original. The doors had been hung on hardware-store hinges. The doors and the hinges were both of 1950s vintage. They had strong latches but no locks. There were two exterior doors and one in the interior wall. The front entry door was completely off the hinges and lying on the ground outside the building. The other two were still hung but open and inoperable.
I guessed that the building was in fact a well-built cabin dating back to the late 1800s or maybe even earlier. It had been originally built of locally available materials and then rebuilt after civilization had come to this country.
I said, "Linda, it was never a bunker. The roof would have always been flammable and you could only see to the front from the windows. The rear of the building was near the bluff but an enemy could have flanked the structure from both ends and remained unseen." I paused and said, "The place would have been indefensible. It was just for shelter."
Linda's bottom lip slipped into the pout position to indicate her disappointment but she accepted what I said. She said, "Maybe we could fix it up anyway. This is such a beautiful place. It would be nice to have a cabin so we could come here and hang out sometimes."
I said, "Sweetheart, you do whatever research on the place that you can. If you find any historical reference to it, I will rebuild it for you. If not we can leave it just as it is and I will build us a small but nice cabin on this bluff." I paused and smiled at her. I said, "Think, clean, bathroom, two bedrooms, kitchen, hot tub, electricity, air conditioning, heating and anything else that you might want."
She grinned and came to me. She stood on her toes and kissed my cheek. I grabbed her and held her closer. I said, "Hey, I want more than that. At least rub your titties on me." She giggled and then gave me a nice kiss while she rubbed her titties on me.
She stepped back and said, "Let's go find that jeep trail we saw yesterday. I want to ride along our riverfront and see what it looks like."
I looked at the map. It appeared that we had just a bit over a mile of frontage. I wanted to see it too. The old jeep road was marked on the map and we didn't have any trouble finding it again. We did have to pass through a gate. It appeared that our perimeter fence stayed on the high ground above the river bottom.
Once down off the bluff we found ourselves on a presently dry flood plain. The soil was sandy and vegetation was sparse. There was no distinguishable road or trail but we had no trouble picking our way through the terrain on the four-wheelers. Near the water, there was nothing but packed sand. We could ride as fast as we wanted.
We rode together at a leisurely pace. The river ran through a canyon here. I looked at the map. There was a dashed line following the river in what appeared to be the main channel. It was labeled, "Disputed state border." It was further labeled, Texas on the south and Oklahoma on the north. I thought, "That is something I need to ask Saul about.
The highest bluff was on the Oklahoma side of the river. It could have been fifty feet or higher in spots. The bluff on the Texas side was the one where our rock cabin had been built. It varied in height between fifteen and maybe thirty feet in places. I thought, "People don't come here." I hadn't seen a beer can or trash of any kind anywhere. Mother Nature had somehow held this beautiful place in reserve. I resolved to help her keep it that way for my son and his children.
We rode upstream far enough that we had to have crossed off our property. We turned then and rode downstream again far enough to have left our property again. We never encountered a fence or a boundary marker of any kind.
We flushed two turkey hens as we drove into a stand of high cottonwood trees near the base of the southern bluff. They rose noisily into the air like a pair of giant quail and landed high in the trees.
Linda and I stopped there and had a Coke. I sat sideways on my mount and Linda came to stand between my legs and leaned her back against me. She allowed me to hold her but she was very quiet. I could tell that she was enraptured by our surroundings. Wildlife was all around us. I heard birds singing and a squirrel barked in the trees above us. I had seen the tracks of raccoons and deer in the sand at the river's edge. There was also a set of pugmarks that we had followed for a while. Linda asked if a mountain lion had made the prints but I was sure they were from a bobcat.
I felt the first drop of rain. A few seconds later, Linda caught one on her nose. I said, "The rain is coming early. We had better run for cover." We cranked up our machines and drove fast along the river's edge back to the spot where the old jeep trail made its way to the top of the bluff. We followed it but at a snail's pace. We made it fine to the top but my truck never would have.
Thunder rolled in the distance as I stopped to open and close the gate in the fence. The rain intensified just a bit. Linda and I agreed to run for the nearest shelter. That would be the house that we had explored the day before. It was only ten minutes away.
We rode up to the house in good time and before the rain came down too hard. The garage door was open and Juan's buggy was sitting inside. I noticed then that Juan was sitting in the swing on the front porch. Linda and I parked in the shelter of the garage too. I said, "Juan is here. I was hoping for a blowjob and a tongue bath."
Linda giggled. She said, "Juan wouldn't mind. He would probably like to watch."
I swatted her on the butt and carried our lunch basket and cooler as we ran to the porch. Juan had moved to the rocking chair, leaving the swing for Linda and me.
Linda said, "We brought lunch, Juan. We have enough for you."
He answered, "Maria sent burritos and beer with me. I will be happy with that but thank you."
I said, "Maybe you would trade a burrito for one of Linda's ham and cheese sandwiches."
He laughed and said, "You may have a burrito, Boss, but they are spicy."
I replied, "Too hot for me, huh?"
He answered, "I think so." He paused and said, "I think I will give to you a cerveza to drink with your ham sandwich. Maybe, I should eat Maria's burritos." Linda giggled and I accepted Juan's offer of a Dos Equis Amber. The rain started to fall. It was gentle but steady.
Juan said, "This shower will pass but there is a bigger storm coming. I think when this lets up, we should run for home."
I agreed and we talked. Juan said that the fences were in much better shape than we had expected. He said, "I only found one place where the wire was down enough that a cow could pass. I repaired that place this morning." He continued, "There is a stretch about one hundred yards long and another smaller section that we should think about replacing soon. It is old fence with wooden line posts. The corner posts on the whole place are all welded drill stem set in concrete. They must have cost a fortune. They will last forever but we should repaint them."
Linda asked, "Have you seen the old stone cabin on the bluff above the river?"
Juan answered, "Si, I looked it over the day before we took the wheat out of the fields. I think it has been there since the Civil War."
Linda asked, "What do you think it was used for?"
Juan replied, "I think it was probably built by an Anglo man with a small family. He was probably an Irishman. Like all Europeans, they build in stone in their old country and the Irish were poor immigrants at that time. I think he brought his family here and squatted to hide them from the war. They more or less lived off the land until peace came and then moved on. I'm sure there was a woman because there was a place for a garden beside the cabin. Only a woman would have tended a vegetable garden. There was a second adult man also. He was probably a brother to the Irishman or his wife. This second man had to be there. One man working alone wouldn't have tried to build such a structure. There was just too much heavy lifting." He paused and continued, "There were children too. If there had been fewer people, he would have built his casa smaller."
Linda asked, "How would you know all of that?"
Juan answered, "I know none of it. It was just the scenario that came to my mind while I explored the place."
She asked, "If the cabin was temporary, why was it so heavily built?"
He said, "The walls had to be thick to stand up. It was built completely from materials that were available here. The Irishman had no money and few tools. The stone was quarried very close by. He wouldn't have carried it far. It was dry stacked because he had nothing to use for mortar. The wooden parts were held together with pegs. He had no nails." He continued, "There was another thing I noticed. The cabin was built on caprock. It has a few inches of dirt on it now but under that, there is smooth stone. It is very nearly flat and level. That is one reason why the Irishman chose that spot. The other main reason was the nearby spring. Good water would have been a big thing."
Linda said, "The roof shingles were all nailed on."
Juan replied, "I think maybe, the roof was thatched when the cabin was new. That is how they would have built it in Ireland. The shingle roof was put on many years later."
Linda looked at me and said, "That is the same thing you said this morning."
I said, "It wasn't a bunker to fight Indians from but Juan's ideas make it pretty interesting anyway." I paused and said, "Either way, it has been there for a long time.
We finished our lunch and the rain moderated to a very light drizzle. A few minutes later, it stopped altogether. We loaded our gear and went home. We had to go slowly over the muddy roads but our clothes and bodies remained mostly dry.
We arrived back at the barn and put the machines inside. Juan said that he would have two of his boys come up and wash them after the storms passed. He meant sometime the next day. We passed our goodbye pleasantries. He mounted his truck and drove away.
Linda held my hand as we walked back to the house. I said, "Well, It's just you and me kid. What do you want to do for the rest of the day?"
She answered, "Let's see what the weather guy has to say before we make that decision."
I replied, "I can play weatherman. I predict that an hour from now it will be raining like a cow pissing on a flat rock. I further predict thunder, lightning and wind."
She said, "In a case like that, let's sit on the patio and have a drink while we watch the storm approach. When the rain begins, we can crawl in bed in the pool house and watch the storm. I accepted her suggestion as a plan.
We took our muddy boots off at the back door and went into the house. While Linda made drinks, I went into the pool house and opened all the curtains. I turned the A/C to the max and turned the covers back on the bed. I thought, "A hot woman in a warm bed and a cold room." I put off lighting candles until later. I reasoned that it wouldn't be dark enough to need them for at least another five hours. It was still the middle of the afternoon.
There really wasn't much to see as the storm approached. We could hear the rumble of distant thunder long before we could see any sign of the coming event. The sky was overcast so our view of the towering cumulonimbus clouds that are always associated with such a storm was obstructed.
The first visible thing was a curtain of rain under darker clouds that were still far away. As it came closer, the thunder became louder, the clouds darker and lightning began to play in the rain. We watched for most of an hour. Everything became more powerful and ominous. The wind picked up suddenly as cold air from somewhere high in the atmosphere fell on us out of the storm.
I said, "Bedtime, Pretty Girl." I had to shout to be heard. We barely made it into the pool house before the first torrential sheets of rain hit. They were moving sideways in the wind and our world suddenly became violently loud and universally wet.
Linda giggled nervously. She was afraid. I held her for a moment and she regained control. She stepped away from me and hurriedly removed her clothing. She was an awesome spectacle to watch as nearby lightning bolts seemed to dance to the music of the booming thunder. It was as if the storm was cheering for her. I watched her as she crawled into the bed and pulled the covers over her head. Then I came back to my senses and realized that I should get naked and follow her. It didn't take long for me to make that happen.
I gathered Linda's sweet naked body into my arms and drew her into my spoon. She took my right hand and wrapped my arm around her. She placed my hand on her left boob and I squeezed gently. Her little body quaked with the sound of the next thunderclap. I held her a bit tighter and felt her respond. She began to relax.
I wet a finger in my mouth and touched her clit. She inhaled sharply and made a gasping sound. I felt her place her hand on top of mine. I began to massage her love button. She helped. She shifted her position to give me better access and pressed my hand harder into her vee. The monster moved. She wiggled her bottom against him to acknowledge his interest.
I felt it happen. Her clitoris became the center of her universe. Her little body moved in my arms. She came to lie on her back with her legs spread and her knees slightly bent. I lay on my side beside her and continued to manipulate her. I began to watch her and I became more involved in my part in this play. The monster rose to full readiness and begged to play his part.
She became oblivious to the storm. Nothing existed in her world except her clit and my finger. She whispered, "Don't stop, Luke. I am very close. Help me cum."
Her baby orgasms came back to back. Her body flinched and jerked as each small wave of pleasure passed through her. I slipped my finger inside her to access more moisture. She was so wet. I moved right back to her hard little nub and massaged her with the new lubricant. She moaned and begged for relief. I increased my tempo and added the slightest pressure. I let it happen for her.
Her orgasm wasn't what I expected. Both her hands covered mine at her pussy. Her bottom came completely off the bed as she rose to increase the pressure there. Soft moaning sounds came out of her that could have been mistaken for the graveyard sounds from an old scary movie. Her body shook as her climax reached its peak. She was very quiet. There was no scream. She only produced the weak coos and purrs that illustrated her ecstasy as she began to come down.
The wind and rain continued outside but the thunder and lightning had subsided somewhat.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Linda whispered, "Don't stop. This is so good."

She was asking for another one. I had had so much fun giving her the first one that it took about a second for me to decide to grant her wish. I took one of her nipples in my mouth and continued to finger her clit.
The second one came easier and quicker than the first. She was already boiling hot inside. All I had to do was stir the pot the slightest bit. As always, her second one was better than the first. She went deeper into it and it lasted longer. Whimpers were mixed with her moans and coos. I only touched her with one finger. I tried to kiss her while it happened but she was almost non-responsive. She wasn't aware that she was being kissed. Her body didn't vibrate this time. She held her breath and froze as she reached her peak. She was as stiff as my cock was for fifteen or twenty seconds and then she relaxed and started down the other side. I continued to tickle her button until she put her hands over mine. She pressed my fingers hard into her clit and then squeezed my hand with her thighs. It was over. Our movement ceased. I kissed her cheek, and rolled to my back.
She rolled up on her side facing me and dbangd an arm over me and then a leg. She whispered, "Oh, Luke," and buried her face in the hollow of my shoulder.
The monster and I weren't through with her but she needed a moment or two. I held myself in check and gave them to her. I looked through the window wall out into the pool area. The storm's climax was over too. There was nothing left of it but gentle rain.
A few minutes passed. Linda's hand found the monster. She held him and stroked him slowly. She whispered, "I really enjoyed that, Luke. It was so nice. It made me feel as if I were a young girl again." She paused and then continued, "Do you remember? That's what we did when we first began to explore sex with each other. I think I was fourteen." She paused and asked, "Do you think the monster might like a handjob? It has been a long time since I've done that for him."
I answered, "I've already talked that over with him. He said that sounds like fun but he would rather save the experience for another time. Presently, he said that he wants pussy. He wants it right now and he wants it doggy style."
I grabbed her and manhandled her into position. She squealed and then giggled. She made my task very easy for me to accomplish. In an instant, she was in the middle of the bed on all fours. I was behind her holding her in place with a hand on each of her hips. She opened herself to me and made it obvious that my goal would be easily achieved. She loves to be fucked doggy style. It had been her favorite position since I first introduced her to it more than twenty years before.
She helped the monster find her entrance and I pushed. Maybe I was a little too exuberant. I shoved him completely inside her with one powerful stroke that she couldn't have resisted. I did elicit an almost animal-like grunt from her as she absorbed the monster's full length and girth in that one second.
Her arms collapsed under her and her head and shoulders fell to the bed. She moaned. I held her in place and fucked her more gently. I felt her slip away into that private place in her mind where she goes when we fuck this way. It always relaxes me when she does this. I can fuck her slowly and stay away from the edge until she comes back. I watched my cock slide in and out of her and listened to the sweet love sounds that she made.
She was gone for a long time. It might have been twice as long as usual. Twenty minutes went by before I felt her sweet pussy contract around the monster. She squeezed me tighter than normal and whispered, "Harder."
I fucked her harder, faster and deeper. Her orgasm welled up out of her and consumed her. My first spasm occurred three seconds later. I held her in place and let the monster have his head. The monster and I fucked her with abandon and for our own pleasure. I felt her knees slid out from under her and she collapsed under me. I stayed inside her and fucked her until the monster resigned in total defeat.
I rolled off her and lay on my back beside her. She wiggled closer to me until we were touching. We lay there quietly and let the cool air of the room take our excess body heat. When we were cool enough, I pulled a blanket over us and Linda snuggled closer to me. I watched the gentle rain as it fell onto the pool apron outside. Each drop made a splash that looked like a tiny ballerina to me. Thousands of them were there to entertain us. I held Linda close to me and let myself fall asleep.
The sky was black and full of twinkling stars when I awoke. Linda was not with me. I lay there and looked up through the skylight for a moment. I didn't hear any activity in the bathroom. She wasn't in the pool house. The sound of a splash from outside told me she was in the pool.
I lay there for another moment and went to the bathroom. I relieved myself. I took a big fluffy towel and a terrycloth robe from the linen closet. I walked naked out to the pool, dove in and used my momentum to glide to Linda. I dragged her under the water. She knew I was coming and was prepared. She held a deep breath, wrapped her arms and legs around me and kissed me.
I held her under the water for most of a minute then stood up. She breathed easily and asked, "Did you have a nice nap?"
I replied, "Well of course, Sweetheart. I had a dose of the best sleeping medicine that there is."
She giggled and said, "I love you." A moment later, she continued, "Let's walk through the shower and if you will dry my hair I will fix us something to eat. We can go to bed early. Tomorrow is a workday for you and I want to drive over to Montague and rummage through the county courthouse. I'm going to research our new property as best I can."
We ate on the patio and then had a couple drinks together while we watched for a meteor in the now clear sky. I said, "I know I must have asked this before but I still don't quite understand. I paused and then asked, "Where do you go when we doggy fuck? Is it a mystical thing that I am not part of?"
She knew exactly what I meant. She smiled and moved to sit on my lap and cuddle with me. She said, "I don't know exactly how to answer that question." She said, "It's not mystical. It's not nearly as special as all that." She hesitated and then said, "I think it is just me enjoying you and being selfish about it. You do all the work even to the point of holding me in place. I can feel every movement as you do me. I feel your cock moving inside as you search out all my secret places. You are always so good to me. You do me perfectly. You are in continuous contact with my sweet-spot. You and the position instill a euphoric delight in me. It's intoxicating." She whispered, "I call it, my twilight zone. I love to go there." She giggled.
I asked, "Do other men affect you the same way?"
She answered, "All of my lovers have doggy fucked me but it's never the same." She continued, "I enjoy doing it with them but I don't go to the twilight zone even when I try." She said, "Lancelot came close the second time he did me that way.
I think that he had noticed that I was easily excited the first time we did it. The second time I tried to give him some instructions. He did me exactly the way that I asked him to and it was very nice." She paused and went on, "He had more insight into my feelings and needs than any of the others. They call him a Rake. I think that word describes a male trollop with special skills and abilities." She giggled and then rested quietly against me for a moment. She was remembering. She said, "Still, it wasn't the twilight zone. Only you send me there. It was especially intoxicating for me this time. It lasted longer. Didn't it?" She snuggled closer and I held her a bit tighter.
We had one more drink and sky watched for another half an hour. We didn't see a meteor. We went to bed in our room. Linda offered me some goodnight sex. She said, "This will be your last chance until Wednesday."
I had forgotten but I knew what she meant. She wanted me extra horny Wednesday. That was supposed to be our night of buggery done properly. I lay there and thought about it for a moment. I remembered my experience with Anne. It had been so good and there hadn't been any mess at all with the proper water-based lubricant. The monster moved. I realized that I was looking forward to it but I didn't tell Linda. I just said, "Okay, Baby," and passed on the goodnight sex.
We curled up together in our warm bed in the cold room and slept like babies.
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Monday went well at work. Alice and I had our usual morning meeting. She had my day lined out right up until quitting time. I jumped right into it and tried my best to get the work done. I took a Coke break about two in the afternoon and noticed what was going on around me. I was amazed at what a fine office manager Alice had become. She and her two younger girls were working like beavers. There was very little lost motion. I considered myself lucky to have them.
The next day didn't go as easily for me. I began to have seriously nasty thoughts about butt fucking my wife. Daydreams of Caroline occupied some of my time too. I wondered if she would like to have a hard cock shoved up her ass. I would have bet that she and Linda had talked about it. Caroline had told me once that she was bisexual. I was pretty sure that she was telling me that she wanted Linda. The monster moved when I pictured that in my mind's eye.
Alice came into my office late in the afternoon. She always dresses conservatively and properly for her position. She was wearing a semi-tight dark blue skirt and a white blouse the fit her a bit loosely. She stretched up into a cabinet over the bar for a coffee cup. The swell of her ass and her shapely legs grabbed my attention. The monster moved at that sight too.
I chastised myself. I said, "Luke, you go without getting laid for two days and you turn into a horned dog." I wondered how long my employees would remain off-limits if my pussy supply was interrupted for any extended length of time.
When Alice first came to work for me, she had subtly offered herself to me on several occasions. That quit happening soon after she met the man that is now her husband. I thought, "He is a lucky guy." Since that time, Alice and I have become very close without the encumbrances of a sexual relationship.
The two younger women that work for Alice are still single. They both flirt with me now and again but they too are subtle and discreet. I pretend not to notice. They must think I am the dumbest man on the planet. I laughed to myself. I thought, "Employees are off-limits."
On the home front, there was no action either. Linda had the abstinence thing down to an art. There were no flirts. She tried not to tempt me in any way. At bedtime, we got naked and cuddled while we slept. That is just our way. It is more or less a habit formed over the years and is not necessarily a sexual thing. We both knew the point of the exercise and we both knew that it would work. By Wednesday evening, I would be ready to fuck a hole in a cactus if that was my best option. It is hard for Linda to go without too. She would revert to playing with her toys after more than just a few days of celibacy.
Wednesday came. Linda showed up at my office a few minutes before quitting time. Robin announced her and she came into my office. She was bright, sparkly and had a bunch of bounce in her step. She closed the door behind her and came to my arms. We shared the sweetest kiss. She giggled and said, "Tonight is the night. You are going to get very lucky tonight." She literally bubbled with excitement. She continued, "I have been in a high state of anticipation all day." She giggled and whispered, "I've been wearing a butt plug all day and I put the biggest one in about two hours ago."
I said, "Did you just hang around the house all day stretching yourself?"
She answered, "No, I did all my Wednesday chores at home and I made my weekly trip to the grocery store like always."
I asked, "Was Tom Carter there?"
She giggled and replied, "No, but I did look for him. I would have flirted with him if he had been."
I asked, "What would you have said to him?"
She answered, "I would have told him that I wanted to suck his dick but you told me not to."
I chuckled and said, "That is teasing not flirting."
She said, "Yeah, I guess it is. Your wife is a tease, a trollop, a wanton slut, and a nymphomaniac." After a short pause, she said, "I really would like to suck his dick. He is so cute."
I said, "That's not going to happen. Is it?"
She asked, "Have you ever wanted to put Alice on her back on top of this desk and eat her pussy until she screamed?" It was a rhetorical question. She didn't expect an answer. She said, "That's not going to happen either. Is It?" She giggled and kissed my cheek.
I said, "I think I'm going to take you home and bugger you until you scream."
She giggled and said, "Okay, but take me to dinner first." She said, "Let's drive to Muenster and have a really nice dinner at Rohmer's. I want you to begin to anticipate what is about to happen. A drink or two would be in order too. I want you to be very excited by the time we get home.
I thought, "Hell, I'm already fantasizing about a hole in a cactus."
Rohmer's is a very nice German restaurant right in the middle of the authentic German community of Muenster. You couldn't get better German food anywhere. I said, "Let's go."
We left our playful banter in my office and started out. On the way, we stopped to wish a good evening to Alice, Robin and Darlene. I looked at Alice for an extra second and wondered how long it would take to make her scream. I admonished myself and thought, "Employees are off-limits, Luke, especially this one. She is far too valuable to be used as a sex toy."
We left Linda's car parked where it was and drove to Muenster in my truck so that Linda could sit close to me. We drove leisurely and talked. I asked, "Have you thought about what you might want to do with the old place by the river?" We had talked of her research earlier. She hadn't been able to find any records on the property earlier than 1906. At that time, it was part of a larger piece of land that also included our ranch. She had found no reference to the old cabin at all.
She answered, "Refurbishing the structure that is there would probably be more trouble than it's worth." She hesitated and continued, "A modern house would not fit in that setting."
Subconsciously, she let her hand find and gently squeeze the monster. He jerked for her and she giggled.
She said, "What I see in my mind is an Irish stone cottage with diamond-shaped panes in the windows, a Dutch door made from heavy wooden planks for the main entry and a heavily thatched roof. We could incorporate the stone that is there in the new building. It could have all the amenities that you mentioned but would look like the cottage in John Wayne's movie, "The Quiet Man." She knew that was one of my favorite Wayne movies. I knew exactly what she was describing. In the movie, John Wayne was banging Maureen O'Hara in that cottage.
After a moment, she said, "We should ask Mike and Cindy. It's going to be their property."
I said, "Let's not tell them that we intend to give the place to them quite yet. It should be a total surprise on their wedding day."
Linda snuggled closer and replied, "Of course, I assumed that was the plan. I love you, Luke."
We arrived at the restaurant in time to beat the dinner crowd. We were seated at a remote table for two that promised a bit of privacy. It was pretty much what I had asked for. I ordered Jager Schnitzel with a smoked pork sausage link. I had sides of red cabbage and German potato salad. Beer doesn't travel well so I passed on the imported German beers and ordered my favorite local brew, Miller Genuine Draft in a glass bottle. I wound up having three of them.
Linda asked me to order for her while she took a trip to the powder room. I knew what she wanted. It is the reason she comes here. I ordered, Wiener schnitzel with the same sides that I had ordered for myself. I ordered a glass of the house white wine for Linda. The waiter looked down his genuine simulated aristocratic nose at me for ordering white wine with dark meat but that's what Linda likes. I thought, "Fuck him." His gratuity was in jeopardy. In truth, white wines are often served with pork in Europe. Linda wound up having three glasses.
I ordered a small garden salad for each of us as an afterthought and passed on dessert. The waiter had brought the house bread and ice water to the table. That was all we needed.
The waiter didn't fuck-up again so he did get a tip. It wasn't as big as it could have been. I thought, "Fuck him."
Linda was literally bouncing with excitement as we left the place. She climbed into my truck on the driver's side and slid over just enough to let me get behind the wheel. She snuggled close and whispered in my ear, "Take me home, Lover, and let the buggery begin." I wasn't as excited as she was but then, three glasses of wine in less than an hour is a bit much for her little pixie-like body. She rarely has three glasses in a whole evening.
We started for home. On the way, she managed to get the monster out of my pants. I helped a little bit. She kissed him and licked him. She sucked his head into her mouth and tongued him enthusiastically but she was careful not to take me to the edge. She had to be very careful.
She was lying on her belly on the truck's bench seat. I put my hand on the swell of her bottom. I felt the hard place that was the butt plug she was wearing. I put some pressure on it. She giggled and wiggled for me. In my mind, butt fucking is still not very high on my list of favorite ways to have sex. That is especially true when I'm with Linda but I couldn't help myself. I began to see her well-shaped ass as a better option than the cactus I had been dreaming about.
I parked the truck at the kitchen door, dragged Linda's squirming body out and tossed her over my shoulder as if she were a sack of grain. She fought with me but she was giggling all the while. Once inside the house she made me set her on the floor. She allowed me one soft sweet kiss but then she backed off and stabbed one of her little fingers into the center of my chest.
She said, "You need to settle down. Make yourself a drink and sit on the patio for a little while." She turned and started for the stairs. Looking back she said, "I need twenty minutes."
I remembered, "She wants to prepare herself properly." I chuckled inside. I retrieved a bottle of beer from the refrigerator and followed her instructions. I sat on the patio, nursed my beer and gave her twenty minutes. I spent the time planning how I was going to hold her in place on her back, press her knees into her shoulders and butt fuck her face to face exactly the way I did Anne. It was the same way that Jerry Horn had fucked Linda. I knew how much she had enjoyed the experience.
I walked into our bedroom. Flickering light from three candles dimly lit the room. The temperature was in the low sixties. The covers had been turned down and Linda was lying naked in the middle of our bed. She was slowly sliding most of her favorite dildo in and out of her sweet pussy. She locked eyes with me and smiled wanly. Her knees rose and bent as she placed her feet flat on the bed. She used her legs to create enough advantage to thrust her pelvis off the bed and into the fake cock. A sweet mewing sound came from her as she absorbed its length.
I was mesmerized at the sight for a few seconds but then I began to remove my clothes. Linda continued to fuck herself as she watched me get naked. I watched her body shiver through a baby orgasm.

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She said, "I'm fantasizing. I want you to be a part of it."

I went to her and took control. I pulled the dildo out of her and sucked her clit into my mouth. She pulled me into her vee and thrust her strawberry flavored pussy into my face.
She went on with her narrative. She said, "Remember the time that you and Bobby double-teamed me. Bobby buggered me while you and I were fucking."
I slipped a finger inside her as I nodded to let her know I was listening. She was so wet and she was actively fucking my face.
She continued, "My toy cock can be Bobby. I want him in my cunt while you bugger me. Do it just as he did.
I asked, "Are you ready?"
She said, "Oh god, yes. I'm very ready in both body and spirit." She said, "Enjoy this with me, Luke."
I touched her G-spot and a soft sweet orgasm enveloped her. It was a mild one but it was enough to take her breath away for a moment. I continued to suck and tease her clit until it subsided. At this point, I deviated from the script. I crawled up her body and stuck my tongue in her mouth while I filled her pussy with a very hard genuine human cock. I had done that for Anne just before I butt fucked her.
Linda whispered, "Oh, Luke." Her legs wrapped themselves around me and she began to meet my thrusts.
I whispered in her ear, "We will play out your fantasy in a moment but first I want you to have one with me and the monster."
She took my words as a promise that I could hold myself in check. She was very turned on and fucked me with more enthusiasm than I thought she would. She whispered, "Yes, yes, fuck me, Luke. I want one with you and the monster."
I stuck my tongue back in her mouth so we didn't have to talk. I fucked her with increased authority. I made myself think about the hole in the cactus so I wouldn't blow her fantasy by cumming out of turn.
It only took a few minutes. I felt her catch her breath and her first involuntary contraction happened at the same time. She became very tight around the monster for a few seconds. I pounded that tight pussy for the next fifteen or twenty seconds and she went straight to her peak. Her kegel muscles flexed and relaxed. They were powerful contractions. Her pussy was sucking the monster. I thought of painful pricks from cactus thorns and held on.
She didn't scream as she does sometimes. That indicated to me that she was saving something of herself for the upcoming main event. A heavy groan did come from somewhere deep inside her as she went over the top. She started down and we didn't try to prolong it. I moderated my efforts to just a gentle and loving motion inside of her. She purred for me and I allowed her to wrap herself in the afterglow of our activities for the next few minutes. I knew that she would steer me into the next act of our play when she was ready. She snuggled close. I held her and loved her.
She recovered quickly. She gave me her release-me signal. As she moved away, I heard her whisper, "Let the buggery begin." She hadn't meant for me to hear her. She was talking to herself but it did indicate to me where we were going from here.
I realized that I wasn't really into what was about to happen. When I thought about it, it seemed like such a nasty way to use my wife. At the same time, the monster was hard like the prick on a marble statue and I wasn't completely opposed to the idea as I had been in the past.
Linda pushed a plastic squeeze bottle of warm lubricant into my hand and whispered for me to hear this time, "Let the buggery begin." She giggled and then kissed me. She let it last for an extra moment.
She rose to her hands and knees in the middle of the bed. She pulled one of our large pillows under her lengthwise and then held her toy cock at the base of it. She straddled the toy and slowly impaled herself on it. She fucked it a few strokes and then came to rest with her tits and shoulders lying on the pillow and her face buried in another one. It was obvious to me that she had done this before but then I knew that she played with her toys quite often. She has always had a rich fantasy life and she has shared pieces of it with me from time to time. We played with her toys together on occasion too.
I thought, "Here we go. I guess I will have to do her face to face some other time." I resigned myself to give her exactly what she had asked for.
I remembered the night that Bobby and I had done the double penetration thing with her. We were on a bearskin rug in front of the fireplace in Bobby's home. We began by me lying on my back and Linda was fucking me as she was fucking her toy now. Bobby had approached us and Linda had taken his cock into her mouth while she continued to fuck me. I remembered what a close up view I had of that act. Literally, from inches away, I had watched his cock slide in and out of my wife's pretty face. I remembered the joy she expressed as it happened. I moved into position to play Bobby's part and she readily took me into her mouth. She was remembering too.
I let her suck and tongue me for a moment and then I pushed the monster down her throat. I fucked her that way for just a couple minutes. That was about the same length of time that she had used to service Bobby in the same way. She continued to fuck her pillow.
I was becoming excited despite my misgivings. I knew I couldn't last much longer and the monster was beginning to flinch every time he touched her. I pulled away from her and let myself back away from the edge. I thought, "I might not be able to do that again."
The bottle that Linda had given me was similar to what you might see mustard or ketchup in at a hotdog stand. It was warm and the contents were at least semi-liquid. I pulled the lid off the tip and squeezed a drop onto my finger. I rubbed it with my thumb. It was like the stuff that Anne and I had used. It was slippery. Linda made purring sounds and continued to fuck her toy.
I said to myself, "Get with it, Luke." I let my hand find the plug that Linda was wearing. I tugged on it and it came out easily. I let it fall to the floor beside our bed. Linda cooed and had another small one. The candles gave me enough light to see that her asshole had remained open. It seemed to be gaping. I squirted some of the lube on the outside and used a finger to smear it around. Then I put the bottle's spout as far inside as I could and squeezed enough of the juice into her until some of it started to come back out. Linda continued to moan and fuck Bobby in her mind while I made my cock slippery. She was using one of her hands to give him the power he needed to thrust in and out of my favorite pussy in the whole world. I realized that I was getting into this. I felt a slight pang of jealousy. It passed and I had to laugh at myself when I thought about it.
I moved into the proper position behind her and held her in place with a hand on each hip. I placed the monster's tip at her rear entry and applied the slightest pressure. She froze in place. I whispered, "Relax and help me, Pretty Girl." I pushed and the monster moved past her sphincter muscle by half his length. There was hardly any resistance. I paused half a second and then shoved the rest of him into her dark and slippery depths. I paused there.
Linda whimpered once and I felt her move. She was still fucking Bobby. I could feel the fake cock moving inside her. I knew this wasn't going to last long. I was at the limit of my ability to maintain control. I began to fuck her rhythmically with longer and more forceful strokes. Her sphincter muscle squeezed trying to choke the monster.
She said, "Yes, yes, this is so good. Fuck me harder. I can take it. You are not going to hurt me."
I couldn't tell if she was talking to Bobby or me. I fucked her harder and she fucked Bobby harder. It took an extra moment but we did synchronize our movements after a fashion. I felt the monster as he began to swell. He also became harder and longer. I reached even deeper into her depths. It was about to happen for me and I knew I couldn't stop it this time. She accepted my onslaught with apparent ease.
She exploded. It was sudden and her scream startled me. She froze in place and her whole body vibrated as her orgasm overwhelmed her. I was carrying a three-day supply of cum. I pumped it all up her ass in a series of five or six powerful spasms. I fucked her very hard in those moments. Her orgasm went on and on. I thought it wasn't going to stop. The love sounds that came out of her were different from anything I had ever heard before.
I was empty and finished long before she was. The monster held up his end and stayed hard enough for me to keep fucking her right through to her finish. His strength was a function of my high state of arousal. That had surprised even me.
Then it was over. I felt Linda's body go limp. She collapsed in place and was lying flat on her belly on top of her pillow that had been Bobby a moment before. Her play toy was still completely inside her. I could still feel it when I pulled out and rolled off her.
I checked. There was no sign of blood or shit. I had expected both. Most of the copious amount of lubricant that I had used had disappeared. There just wasn't any mess. I pulled Linda's limp body into our spoon. I had to drag her there. I realized that she wasn't conscious. I knew that she was all right. She had done this before. She did come around in the next half minute.
She whimpered once and then she settled into a euphoric state. She guided one of my hands to the base of the imitation cock that was still inside her. Together we held it in place while she found the strength to wiggle into her most comfortable position. I held her close and in another minute, she was very relaxed and in a peaceful sleep.
I had to lie there, think about, and rehash what had just happened. I tried to remember when Linda last had an orgasm as powerful as this one in my presence. The truth was, I couldn't remember one. I thought, "There is no wonder she likes this so much."
I wanted a shower but I couldn't force myself to leave her. I snuggled close to her and pulled our covers over us. I allowed myself to relax in the afterglow of what was one of the best orgasms I had ever had. I let myself sleep.
A couple of hours later, I woke up. I lay there for a few seconds wondering why I was awake. There was a big empty spot in the bed where Linda had been earlier. I heard the shower. I looked and saw that the bathroom door was open. That is Linda's invitation for me to join her. I forced myself to get up. I went into the bathroom, took a leak as quietly as I could and brushed my teeth before I went into the shower.
Linda was just standing under the showerhead letting the warm water run over her body. She was squeaky clean to the touch. She had already bathed. She was just waiting for me. I kissed her. She tasted like her cinnamon toothpaste.
She said, "I know you want to talk about it but we can do that later. Right now, I have another pleasurable experience that I want to give you."
She spent the next half hour meticulously bathing me. She made a sweet ritual out of it. Every nook and cranny of my body received an appropriate amount of her attention. I enjoyed her attention and I think she enjoyed giving it to me. There was some sex play involved but it was only incidental to her pampering of me. I was reminded of the Japanese bathhouses I had visited when I was young.
We dried each other and I spent some time pampering her. Just as I finished drying her hair she asked, "Are you hungry?"
I realized that I was and told her so. We went to the kitchen in robes and house shoes.
She asked, "Pizza?"
I replied, "That will be good." I had been drinking beer and I saw no reason to change. I added, "With a beer."
She said, "I'll have a Coke."
I retrieved a Coke and a beer from the fridge and opened them. She slipped a frozen pepperoni pizza out of its box onto a cookie sheet and slid it into the oven. She took a sip of her coke and said, "We've got twenty minutes. Take me out where we can see the sky and we can talk now."
I was holding two plates and two cloth napkins in my hands. I placed them on the island countertop, picked up my beer and took her hand. I led her out to the patio and we sat at the table.
She asked, "Well, what are you thinking?"
I replied, "I think it is no wonder you enjoy that so much. I had one hell of a climax and I know you did too." I paused and added, "The whole experience was much more than I expected. It was far better than what I shared with Michelin or Anne." Then I asked, "Did Bobby or Jerry have this effect on you"
She smiled at me and held my hand. She answered, "I enjoyed Bobby very much and Jerry, quite honestly, was better." She continued, "Sex with you is always better. None of my experiences with either of them could compare with what we just shared." She hesitated and said, "It's always that way."
I said, "I thought that we would surely go mystical tonight."
She said, "After you calm down, think about that some more. I have noticed that there is never any emotion involved in my acts of buggery. All that I ever feel is pure unadulterated physical pleasure." A moment later, she said, "The only emotion we shared tonight was when we were having more conventional sex before our last act. My love for you was boiling out of me. I very much wanted to give myself to you at that moment. We might have gone mystical then." There was another pause. She said, "I don't think we can go mystical without emotion."
I sat back in my chair and looked at her. She was sitting upright and maintaining perfect posture, as she does. She was so beautiful. I couldn't make myself picture her with a cock up her ass. I could never picture her sitting on the pot either but I know that she does that too.
I asked, "Why did you invite Bobby into our adventure tonight?"
She looked at me with sad green eyes. She whispered, "I wanted to be with him, Luke. He is very sick. Isn't he?" I didn't answer. She said, "He is so sick that he didn't want to see me or more likely, he didn't want me to see him." A moment later, she continued, "I asked Anne and Eric both about him while they were here. Neither of them would give me a straight answer. I know he is sicker than Michelin let on." Next, she asked, "Do you know the truth, Luke?"
I replied, "He has lung cancer, Sweetheart. That makes him seriously ill. Micheline told me that according to his doctors he is getting the best treatment that there is. They told her he stood a good chance of recovery if his cancer went into remission." I paused and said, "I believe that is the truth as Michelin knows it."
Linda asked, "If I ask you, will you take me to him?"
I had to think for a minute. I answered, "We talked of this before. You decided that it wasn't a good idea for us to go there. I think you were right then and nothing has changed."
She said, "A girl can change her mind. I think there has been a change. Bobby is sicker than I thought before." She hesitated and then asked again, "Would you take me to him if I asked to go?"
I tugged on her hand and pulled her out of her seat and into my lap. She came to me easily and cuddled into my chest. I thought, "Here is the emotion that we hadn't shared earlier." I held her for a moment before I answered. I said, "If Bobby knew that we were coming and he didn't forbid it, I would take you to him."
She let me hold her for another minute. There was no further discussion until she said, "Our pizza must be ready." She stood and said, "Stay here. I will get it for us."
I let my eyes follow her into the kitchen. She picked up a napkin and wiped the tears from her eyes. She cut the pizza into four slices and put one slice on her plate ad three on mine. She brought the plates and napkins out and went back in to get me another beer.
The pizza was only mediocre but then that's the way frozen pizza was. I ate about half of what was on my plate. It filled the minor hole inside me and Linda only picked at hers. We had eaten well earlier.
We ate in silence for a minute or two and then Linda said, "I will call Michelin and make her keep us posted. I will make her understand that I am not a child and that I can handle the truth." She said, "Michelin is such a good person. She was trying to protect me before. I will talk to Bobby and let him know that I want him to be well so that we can be together again." We both dropped the subject.
I took her back to bed. She snuggled with me easily. She was relaxed and I could tell that her mind was at ease as far as Bobby was concerned. She had accepted the fact that he was very ill and she would find a way to cope with it. I don't think she had really accepted the situation as it was before. I held her and we slept.
I woke early and did my run around the lake. When I came back to the house, breakfast was ready. Linda was still in her robe but she was bright and sparkly. It was as if it was just another workday. I guess it was. We both had to work that day.
I ate my sausage and eggs and was squeezing a bit of honey on a biscuit for dessert. I got a drop of it on my forefinger. I reached over to Linda and put my fingertip in her mouth. Her eyes lit up and she held my hand in both of hers. She sucked my finger as only she can do. Her giggles made my day a little brighter. The monster moved.
A moment later, she was on her knees in front of me. She fished the monster out of my pants. She squeezed him in her hand and stroked him gently as he came to attention. She said, "Consider this a special reward for being so good to me last night." She stroked the monster once more. She giggled and continued, "I don't think it will interfere with your plans for Caroline Friday night." She giggled again and squeezed a generous dollop of honey onto the monster's head.
I thoroughly enjoyed the world-class blowjob that ensued. She is so good at what she does. I held her in my hands and she allowed me to fuck her pretty face any way that I wanted. I watched my cock move in and out of her. She sucked me and teased me. She let me go as deep in her throat as I wanted when that was appropriate. It was an especially happy time for both of us. The monster couldn't believe his good fortune. He swelled and throbbed in her throat as I reached completion. I came so hard. She held my ass in her hands and buried her face in the hair at the base of my cock. She helped me to my peak and then kept me there as long as she could. When it was over, she gasped for breath and snuggled her face against my cock as I calmed myself. Cum was still oozing out of me. She licked it as if it were honey.
I wanted to take her to bed and return the favor but she wouldn't allow it. She claimed that we would be late for work. Really, I think she had gone back into her abstinence mode. She was saving herself for Friday night and her interlude with Larry Bixby. I knew then that her thoughts of Bobby weren't going to interfere with our upcoming weekend. I thought, "She has become such a sweet slut and maybe she is a nymphomaniac."
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Friday night came. Linda and I walked into the club about nine as usual. We acquired drinks and then we people-watched for the next few minutes. Larry and Caroline came in about a quarter of ten. Larry tried not to look at us but he couldn't help himself. He had to know for sure that Linda was here. He knew where we would be. He took a quick glance at our conversation pit. Caroline grinned and winked at us. They claimed a table nearer the dance floor.
Caroline was dressed up a bit for her. Damn she looked good. Of course, my bias for her was in play. I wondered if I was going to be dealing with Caroline or Athenias tonight. It didn't matter. I wanted them both.
My attention was distracted from Caroline. Big Ed Fuller walked up to the pit. He had his new lady with him. He introduced her as Maggie. I assumed that was short for Margaret. I stood, took her hand, bowed and kissed it. Her name was the only thing short about her. She was at least two inches taller than me. I probably outweighed her but not by much. Next to Linda, she looked like a giant.

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She was well proportioned and was nice to look at. Her body was well-muscled and she appeared to be trim and fit. I thought, "ED must have found her in a Gym somewhere. She would look at home on a roller derby track."

Maggie was personable and friendly toward Linda. I assumed that she didn't know of the relationship between Linda and Ed. I thought, "That will be another drama to be played out. It certainly wouldn't be long before someone told her. She could be the only person in the building that didn't know."
Ed informed us that we were on the comp list and proposed that we exchange partners for a dance when the music started. I assured him that we would love to do that but not to wait too long. I said, "Linda and I probably won't stay very late tonight." At that moment, the lights dimmed and a soft cuddle-while-you-dance piece began to play.
Maggie took my hand and said, "I can dance to this."
She allowed me to lead her to the dance floor and Ed followed with Linda. We had our dance and holding a woman that large and powerful was a new experience for me. Really, she didn't dance very well. I could tell she had little experience. Most men were probably afraid to dance with her and didn't ask. She did have nice oversized titties and she didn't mind rubbing them on me. I enjoyed those few minutes with her.
As they left our table, Linda whispered in my ear. "I'll bet she has a pussy the size of a syrup bucket." She giggled and I had to laugh with her.
I asked, "Do you want to go and ask Larry and Caroline for a dance?"
Linda answered, "No. I let Larry catch me looking at him a minute ago. I sent him a mild flirt. If he isn't a complete moron, they will be here in the next few minutes."
To be continued...

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Hall Pass Ch. 63 -- Larry and Caroline

By: LewdLuke
I asked, "Do you want to go and ask Larry and Caroline for a dance?"
Linda answered, "No. I let Larry catch me looking at him a minute ago. I sent him a mild flirt. If he isn't a complete moron, they will be here in the next few minutes."
I couldn't wait. I had been anticipating this moment for several weeks now. I felt a real need to hold Caroline. I would have to be satisfied with that for the moment but at least we could plan our acts of wild debauchery that would certainly come later. I was so excited about being with her again. My plans for Caroline were of course, dependent on Linda making a deal with Larry. I was sure she would. She wanted him. He couldn't escape if he wanted to and he wouldn't want to.
Linda had been correct. Three minutes later, I was counting the freckles on Caroline's cute little East Texas country girl's nose. Larry had asked permission to ask Linda to dance. She only made him sweat for a few seconds before she accepted. Larry led my wife away. I drew his wife into my arms and kissed her. I couldn't help myself.
I felt her melt in my arms. She moaned as I kissed her and snuggled in close. The thin cocktail dress she was wearing made her feel almost naked. She definitely wasn't wearing underwear. I laughed inside and thought, "Well, she had saved twenty bucks for Larry." The house knocks twenty dollars off the cover if the lady involved has no underwear. I pulled her in closer and let her feel how hard the monster was against her belly. I broke the kiss and led her by the hand to the dance floor. She could barely walk.
I took her in my arms and danced her into the most dimly lit place I could find. She actively rubbed her pussy against my thigh.
I whispered in her ear, "I love it when you are excited like this."
She replied in her own whisper, "Mr. Bowman, I have been excited ever since you called and we made this date. I go to the peak of arousal every time I think of you. I need you to take me somewhere and fuck me. I want to leave right now."
I said, "We have to wait for Linda and Larry to get their ducks in a row."
She giggled and said, "Like always, I will wait." Then she giggled again and asked, "Have you noticed that everyone is watching us? They all know we are sleeping together."
I answered, "Well, you and I put on a pretty good show for them the last time we were here together." Then, I added, "Everyone is watching Linda and your husband. That's where the drama is. They all know what's going on there too."
She snuggled closer and said, "You made me feel so special that night. Do you remember? We danced in front of everyone with no music. You hummed The Blue Danube Waltz for me. After our dance, they all saw us leave together. I felt like the queen of the prom." She paused and said, "I want to drop to my knees and suck your cock right now."
I said, "You are using a lot of colorful language for a sweet little country girl."
She giggled and replied, "I don't want to seem uncouth but you and I have been here before. We both know what is going to happen if we can get out of here together." A moment later, she said, "I can't wait much longer."
I said, "Big Ed would send his henchmen over here to throw us out if we got too frisky."
She whispered, "I already told you, I am ready to leave anyway." She giggled. The music stopped. She whispered, "One more dance before we go back."
I kissed her and then hummed The Blue Danube Waltz for her. We were already dancing before the music started again. She snuggled in close and stopped talking. We danced.
Near the end of that second dance, Caroline said, "Look." She nodded in the proper direction and I saw Linda and Larry. They had evidently enjoyed a second dance too. They were kissing. They were very close and standing in one spot and swaying to the music. Larry was cupping and squeezing one of her breasts.
Caroline said, "I'm feeling some jealousy. I didn't think I would, especially while you are holding me."
I replied, "You needn't. Larry feels lust for her but he loves you." Then I said, "Lust and jealousy are two parts of this game we play. When his time with her is over, he will come home to you and be glad he is there. His lust for Linda will have been satisfied for a while and he won't love you any less.
Caroline asked, "Do you and Linda still have these feelings?"
I answered, "I have a powerful lust to have you right now and I feel jealousy at what we are seeing at the same time. I don't think those feelings will ever go away completely but I handle them in my mind far better than I used to."
She asked, "What about guilt?"
I said, "I don't feel guilt but I think Linda does sometimes. She has accused herself of having too much fun with her playmates. She feels guilty when she does that." After a short pause, I said, "If I was cheating, I would feel guilty."
Caroline turned her face into my chest and whispered, "I'm not going to watch any more. I'm going to let lust win. I want us to be together again as we were before. You need to get me out of here as soon as you can so we can be alone." The music stopped.
I took another glance at Linda and Larry. Nothing had changed. It appeared that they hadn't yet noticed that there wasn't any music. I chuckled inside and led Caroline back to our conversation pit. She tugged me out of the way so that we passed her table. We picked up the drinks that she and Larry had left there.
My thoughts agreed with Caroline. I was ready to go too. I thought about how to make that happen. As it turned out, that was something I didn't have to take care of. Larry and Linda walked up to the table.
Linda looked at us and said, "How would the two of you feel about exchanging partners for the rest of the night?" Her comment was just for Larry's benefit. She was still letting him believe that this was his idea.
Caroline looked at her husband. She said, "May I have a dance with you before I answer that question." He tugged her out of her seat next to me and led her away toward the dance floor."
Linda sat with me and took a sip of her wine. She asked, "What is this about. I thought she would jump at the offer."
I replied, "I think she is just being careful with Larry's feelings and letting him think he is running this show. On the other hand, she may be having some misgivings. She told me that she was jealous when she saw Larry kissing you." I paused for a second and went on, "I was a bit jealous too."
Linda whispered, "Oh, Luke. I love you." She kissed my cheek. She snuggled close and let me hold her.
I said, in my whisper, "I love you too, Tinker Bell." Then I asked, "Have you said anything to Larry about the four of us going to the hunting cabin next weekend?"
She answered, "No, not yet."
I said, "Well don't. I'm not sure that it would be good if Caroline was present while... Well, you know." Then I added, "We can set up a foursome later if we decide we want to."
Linda said, "Agreed."
A minute later, Larry and Caroline came back to us arm in arm. Caroline looked at the floor and blushed. She looked up at Linda and answered her question. She said, "I'm for it."
I said, "In a case like that, I'm for it too."
Caroline took Linda's hand and pulled her to her feet. She said, "You are in my seat." We all laughed as she sat down next to me. Larry took Linda to the other love seat.
I said, "I'm glad that is settled but I want to be serious for one moment." Everyone became quiet and looked at me. I said, "Larry, Linda is the most precious thing in my life. I have agreed to allow her to spend this night in your bed because she asked me to and because I love her." I paused and then said, "There are some rules that you need to be aware of and you must agree to follow them." I said, "Treat my wife with the same respect that she gets from me. She is a lady. Any sexual act that you share with her must be consensual. I do not prohibit any activity that she consents to. You must not hurt her more than a little bit and you must not harm or mark her at all." Further, "I expect her to be squeaky clean and sparkling when you bring her back to me and you will bring her back to me at or before the agreed-upon time. I mean not one second later and not for any reason."
Everyone was quiet and Larry looked as if he were waiting to see if I had anything else to say.
I said, "You can be assured that I will treat Caroline the same way." I was holding her hand. I squeezed it. Then I asked, "Do you have anything else that should be said?"
He took a moment before he spoke. He said, "Damn, Luke. That sounded like a rehearsed speech but it seemed to cover everything. I don't think I do have anything to add."
I said, "I've never rehearsed it but anyone that has ever had a play date with my Linda has heard it. The main thing is, this is a dangerous game that we play. The ground rules are important and you must agree to abide by them, as I have. If not, we can't play together."
He replied, "It was a beautiful speech, Luke. If Caroline ever chooses another lover I will let him hear it almost verbatim." He paused and said, "Of course I agree to abide by those conditions. I would have thought that would have gone without saying but at the same time, formalizing them is the right thing to do."
Linda piped up. She said, "Okay, that's over. Lighten up, Luke." She snuggled closer to Larry and said, "He gets possessive of me but that's the way I like it. It keeps me out of trouble most of the time." She giggled and then whispered in Larry's ear loud enough for all of us to hear, "I want you to get nasty with me. I can't think of anything that I won't consent to."
Caroline laughed first and then we all did.
I said, "Okay then. We are all in this together so let's get to the good part. Where do we go from here?
Larry said, "Linda told me that you had already checked into a hotel. You should take Caroline there and I will take Linda home with me."
I looked at Linda. She nodded her consent and Caroline agreed verbally. I didn't like the idea. I wanted Linda to be close enough to me that I could hear her if she needed me. She had been alone with Ed and Bobby. For that matter, she spent one night out with her Lancelot. I thought, "She will be okay with Larry and I would rather have Caroline to myself." I agreed and we made a deal to meet at Denny's for breakfast, lunch or whatever at eleven-thirty the next morning.
I stood and pulled Caroline up with me. She went to Larry for a goodbye kiss and I held Linda for a moment. I whispered in her ear, "Read your pendant, Tinker Bell." I kissed her goodbye and stepped back. I took Caroline's hand and said, "Color us gone."
Larry and Linda followed us out. Linda was holding his arm in both of hers as she does. We got a few hoots of approval from the peanut gallery and one guy shouted, "The Ice Queen is about to get nailed again." We were leaving very early and everyone was watching. I let that go but inside it pissed me off a bit. I resolved to find out who that rude son-of-a-bitch was and have a few words with him later.
In the parking lot, Linda retrieved her overnight bag and Larry went to his truck and brought Caroline's to her. I said, "Larry, make sure Linda has a good time. That is your job for the next few hours." I expected a flippant remark from him but I didn't get one.
He just looked at me and his expression became harder than it had been. He was having an internal battle with the green monster and maybe some second thoughts too. It is terribly hard to watch the woman you love walk away with another man. He had never been this close when it happened before.
I thought, "Well, Larry, you can call this off at any time but I'm not going to do it for you." There was an awkward silence for a few seconds.
At length, he muttered, "Y'all have fun."
I thought, "That was your last chance, buddy." I helped Caroline into my truck and we drove away.
I asked, "Are you okay?"
Caroline answered, "I'm fine. Larry could have told me not to do this while we danced. I would have gone home with him tonight and we could have put this off to another time. He didn't ask me to do that. He started this whole thing and he will have to learn to live with it sooner or later." She was quiet for a moment. She said, "I love him but I won't ever be monogamous with him again." She paused again and then said, "I will always want more of you. It might be just lust that I have for you but that is enough. I intend to have you when I can."
I said, "Okay then, I'm not going to concern myself with him for the rest of the night. Only you will occupy my thoughts."
She giggled and whispered to me, "Occupy your thoughts with this. There is nothing that I won't consent to." She giggled. It was a genuine giggle complete with the East Texas accent that turns me on so much. The monster moved in her hand. She giggled again. The monster moved again but he was in her mouth by this time. I love the wide bench seat in my truck.
Our conversation was over. She couldn't talk with her mouth full and she pursued her endeavor with enthusiasm. We came to a red traffic light and had to stop. I held her in one place with both hands and gently fucked her face until the light turned green. I gave her head back to her and we continued on our way.
I felt myself getting a bit too close to the edge. I pulled her off my cock. That took more effort than you would think. She continued to hold the monster in her hand and stroke him slowly.
I asked, "Are you hungry?"
She replied, "I am but I want you to take me to your hotel room first. I have in mind one especially lewd act of debauchery we can share. After that, maybe we can go out for a late supper."
I replied, "If we ever get into that room we won't come out until sometime late tomorrow morning."
She giggled sweetly again and said, "I'm not really very hungry." She hesitated, squeezed my cock and then whispered, "I want to feel this thing moving inside me." She licked my ear and then kissed my neck just above my shoulder.
She snuggled close, continued to fondle the monster and became quiet. I drove us to the hotel as quickly as I could. I had splurged just a bit on our room for the night. It cost about three times what I normally spend but I wanted to spoil Caroline if I could. If our deal hadn't worked out tonight, I would have enjoyed bringing Linda here.
I pulled up in front of the old Stoneleigh on Maple Avenue. The hotel was an old one. It was built in 1923 and had a lot of history. I said, "Our room for the night was once occupied by Lauren Bacall."
Caroline asked, "Really? How would you know that?"
I answered, "The hotel keeps records of such things for publicity purposes. They have a long list of celebrities who have stayed here and I have a friend that works here. Maybe I can introduce you to him sometime. He is the hotel's Master Chef." Then I whispered, "He comes to our club on occasion."
She asked, "Is he big and fat like most cooks?"
I laughed and said, "He is a bit overweight maybe, but by a chef's standards he would be considered slim and trim I think."
She said, "I have seen some of Bacall's movies. She was married to Humphrey Bogart and made several movies with him. She also had an affair with Frank Sinatra after Bogart's death. She is still alive but she has to be in her late sixties now. She was born in the middle twenties, I think." She paused and then asked, "Do you think she might have gotten laid in our room?" She giggled.
I replied, "If I had been with her, she would have." Caroline slapped my arm playfully. I added, "You are going to get laid there."
She giggled and asked, "Who else stayed here?"
I answered, "There were a bunch of them. I remember that Elvis Presley, Yoko Ono, Bob Hope and Audrey Hepburn were on the list. There were several others."
I turned the truck over to the valet and a bellhop carried our small bags in through the main entrance. He led us to the front desk where I retrieved our room key.
Once in our room, Caroline asked, "Is there anything else that I have to wait for?"
I replied, "Let me light a candle or two and turn the thermostat down." I also doused the lights and said, "That's it, Pretty One. I think we are alone now. The waiting is over."
Fifteen seconds later, she was butt assed naked, kneeling on the floor and helping me out of my clothes. I stepped out of my pants and she pushed me toward the bed. I fell backward onto it and she stripped my socks off my feet. We were both naked. She lay down between my legs and held the monster in her hands while she licked him. He was hard like a billiard ball. She was drawing very deep breaths as she inhaled my scent.
She crawled up my body to lie on top of me. I felt some of her juices leaking out of her. She whispered, "Please, can we skip the foreplay, just this once?" Before I could answer, she had her tongue in my mouth and she engulfed the monster in the sweet pussy that I had been dreaming of. My mousey little country girl had morphed into the sexiest bitch on the planet. The candle light made her outrageously beautiful. She was definitely the prettiest girl in the room. I felt so lucky to have her there with me.
My arousal was at the least a match for hers. I had to have her. I didn't give foreplay a thought. I forcefully rolled her over on her back. I never gave hurting her a second thought either. I stripped the covers off the bed and manhandled her into position without losing our connection. I pounded her. I fucked her hard as if I was using sex to punish her.
I felt her legs wrap around me. She held me with them and met my thrusts with those of her own. Both her arms were around my neck. Deep heavy moans came out of her while we kissed. We fell into a rhythm that had to have been magically induced. My cock felt like a piston in a sleeve of her wet flesh. Her Kegel muscles flexed and sucked me deeper into her dark warm depths. She was so tight and so slippery. I fucked her hard with long powerful strokes.
She spoke to me. At first, it was a whisper, "Yes, yes oh God yes this is what I need." Then in conversational tones, "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me harder, Luke." Then she screamed, "HARDER. HURT ME. HELP ME CUM...HURT ME... MAKE ME CUM..." We fucked each other hard. She whispered, "Here it comes...Help me...Oh God, help me."
She never had a small one. I felt the first involuntary and violent contraction of her orgasm. In my mind's eye, I saw it consume her as fire would. I experienced time dilation. My first spasm was like Vesuvius erupting in slow motion. My nuts contracted to the point where I experienced some pain of my own. I was full of cum due to my recent abstinence. It spewed out of me in great thick globs.
Mother Nature smiled at me. She said, "Make her pregnant, Luke."
My second spasm was even more powerful and it seemed to last longer. They followed one behind the other. Each one was longer and stronger than the last. Time was slowing down even more. Caroline's orgasm continued. She screamed out in both pain and ecstasy. She begged for more and I found a way to give it to her. Mother Nature was helping me and Athena's magic was in play too.
I wanted this to last for days or weeks. I think it did. It seemed like it did. Time moved so very slowly. I pumped rivers of cum into her. She absorbed it with enthusiasm and Mother Nature laughed with us.
I felt Caroline's body go stiff under me. We were kissing soulfully. I was still fucking her but softly and gently. She was rolling into my weak thrust. She was trying to help me make it last another few seconds. At length, the monster gave up. I lost my erection and rolled off her so that she could breathe.
She released me and let me move away from her. She relaxed and opened her body to the cool air. I did the same thing and we radiated our excess body heat into the semi-darkness of the candlelight.

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We sank into the afterglow of our act and time passed. Caroline's slight body cooled first and she moved closer to me in search of warmth and the comfort I offered. I pulled our blankets over her and welcomed her into my arms. I held her and enjoyed the cooing sounds of contentment that came out of her. A moment later, I too needed warmth. I pulled the blankets over me and we snuggled together in the cold room. I allowed myself to be in love with her as we shared that special time in that special place. We allowed ourselves to be enveloped completely in our euphoric glow. We slept.

More time passed. I awoke to find us comfortably spooned together in our warm bed. I realized that Caroline was already awake. I squeezed the boob that I was holding and she giggled to let me know she was happy with her place in the world. A moment later, she turned over in my arms to face me. She touched the tip of my nose with her tongue and then kissed me.
I rolled to my back and she tossed an arm and a leg over me as she snuggled close. She spoke softly. She said, "We've had fabulous sex together before, Luke, but I've never experienced anything like that." I didn't answer. She continued, "It was worth the wait." She giggled. I drew her closer to me. She asked, "Did we go mystical again?"
I replied, "I think we did."
She seemed to bubble. She said, "I saw Mother Nature. I knew who she was but she looked like Lauren Bacall." There was a short pause and Caroline went on, "She told me to make a baby girl for you?"
I said, "Listen to me, Caroline. I believe that Mother Nature's prime concern is for us propagate the race. If she had her way, you would produce a baby every year during the childbearing period of your life cycle. A healthy woman could conceivably produce forty children in her lifetime. We normally try not to do everything that Mother Nature wants us to do. She makes it hard for us to ignore her wishes. She is the one that produces the urges in us that make us come together and have sex the way we do. She is the one that makes us want to cum together." I chuckled at my pun and continued, "We make more babies by accident than we need to propagate the race. The world is overpopulated now and we still make babies like a bunch of monkeys. You and I aren't obligated to make another baby for Mother Nature."
She said, "I would have to think about it but making and nurturing the young is what women are designed to do. We subconsciously search out the strongest, healthiest, prettiest and most virile man that we can find to father our children. I would love to have your baby growing inside me. You are the most wonderful man that has ever been near me. Millions of your sperm are swimming inside me right now. I could get pregnant by accident. I might already be pregnant. I would be happy if I was."
I said, "Be careful, Caroline. What do you think Larry and Linda would say? Don't let it happen."
She replied, "We would both have to get a hall pass, wouldn't we?" She whimpered once and snuggled closer to me. She said, "Don't worry, Luke. It won't happen by accident. I will keep taking my pills." She became quiet for a moment. Then she giggled and said, "You can keep poking fun at me." She giggled again.
She changed the subject. She asked, "Do you think my husband is fucking your wife right now, at this very moment?"
A picture formed in my mind. Linda was lying naked on her back in a luxuriant bed. She seemed to glow in soft light. Her body was quivering in her excitement and her anticipation of what was about to happen. Larry moved over her while I watched and slipped the full length of his hard cock into her wet pussy. Her body rose from her place in the soft bed with her eagerness to receive him. They wrapped themselves in each other and developed a rhythm that was especially theirs. They became ardent lovers in that instant. I knew without a doubt that Caroline's husband was in fact fucking my wife right then, at that very moment.
I shook myself loose from my vision and found myself back in my place beside Caroline. I said, "Maybe it would be better if you tried not to think about that."
She cuddled closer to me and whispered, "I'm okay with it, Luke. I haven't changed my mind. I want it to happen. I want them to have each other and enjoy each other. It will make it easier for us to be together. That is most important." She paused and then added, "I won't be jealous of them again and just like you said, Larry and I won't love each other less." She added, "We have become swingers. There will not be a need for divorce in our family.
The monster moved and Caroline felt him. She found him with her little hand and made her East Texas giggling sounds for me.
I looked down into her face. Her deep blue eyes twinkled in the flickers of candlelight. She smiled at me and gave me enough time to count the freckles on her cute nose. I could feel the monster swelling in her hand. When my freckle count got to seven, she disappeared under the covers.
Giggles came from under the covers as she moved to my center. She held my hardening cock in her hand and rubbed it all over her face. I could hear her breathing in great lungs full of air. It was the scent thing again. The sense of smell is far stronger in women than it is men, I think. The proper scents excite them. She licked my balls and sucked each one into her mouth for a moment.
She licked the monster from his base to his tip and then repeated the movement. The mixture of our juices from our earlier encounter must have dried there. I thought, "That is so nasty." She was enjoying the taste of it. Linda had told me that girls love to be nasty. A picture came to me of Linda sucking their juices off Larry's cock. That was easy for me to imagine. I know how she is.
I decided I wanted more of this pussy. I manhandled my bed partner into the doggy position. I slipped a finger inside her and found the moisture I was looking for. She was wet and wiggly. I stuffed her full of hard cock in one powerful stroke. Her arms collapsed from under her and her head and shoulders fell onto the bed. I held her hips in place and fucked her slowly. She moaned so sweetly. She was enjoying having my cock inside her. I saw no reason to hurry our adventure I fucked her slowly and gave her the time to enjoy herself.
I watched my cock sliding in and out of her clinging pussy. It seemed to be penetrating her just under her tight little brown star-shaped asshole. I wondered if she had ever been buggered. I realized that I didn't have to worry about that. If she wanted that to happen, she would ask for it eventually. I knew that if she asked for it I would butt-fuck the hell out of her. I thought, "Damn, Luke. How nasty are you going to get?" I dreamed for a moment about buggering her properly. I held her in place and fucked her slowly. A mini orgasm made her shiver. She cooed like a mourning dove. She experienced another a moment later. She squeezed me tightly and said, "M-m-m-m."
We carried on for several minutes. I moved closer to the edge and found myself fucking her more aggressively. She responded by becoming more vocal. Her love sounds intensified and illustrated more need to me. The tempo and strength of my thrusts both increased. I fucked her harder. Her Kegel muscles flexed and then relaxed in rhythm. She began to milk me. I moved closer to the edge and fucked her harder.
She rose up on her arms to the horizontal again. I could feel her orgasm building inside her before she told me it was coming.
She said, "Harder, make it harder. Hurt me if you have to. Fuck me harder." She arched her back.
My little country girl had gone away. I was fucking Athena. Her breath had become labored and ragged. I grabbed a hand full of her dark mane and pulled as I slammed my cock into her repeatedly. She came violently and screamed out in her ecstasy.
I didn't want it to end here. I concentrated on holding myself in check but I was still able to fuck her hard right through to her climax and then we became softer and more intimate as she coasted down the other side. She collapsed under me. I stayed inside her and let myself bask in the luxury of her warm depths. I let her hold half my weight or more. She made the mewing sounds of satisfaction as she regained her breath.
I thought, "Don't be to content, Girl. I'm not finished with you yet."
She took a few minutes to rest in the afterglow but the fact was she wasn't through with me yet. I had forgotten whom I was dealing with. This was Athena, the sexiest bitch on the planet. I couldn't read her mind but I knew that she planned to use me for her own pleasure for the next hour or so. Maybe it would last longer than that if I were lucky. She would use her magic and manipulate me so that I would enjoy every second of it. She would allow me to think I was in command if I wanted. I knew better. I just wanted to fuck her. I laughed inside and thought, "There is nothing I won't consent to." The monster remained hard like a rock. I knew he was under her spell but I gave him credit anyway. I was so proud of him.
At length, I rolled off her to lie on my back beside her in the cool air. A moment later, she cuddled up beside me.
She said, "Thank you. That puts me one ahead of you. I feel like I owe you a debt." She giggled. She found the monster with her hand and slipped down my body. The monster was still wet with her juices. She licked and sucked him. She drew me closer to the edge and then helped me move away from it. She was keeping my interest piqued. She was playing with me, as a cat would toy with a captive mouse.
She said, "You may cum in my mouth any time you like." She giggled and said, "I know you don't want to." I felt her rise up and plant a knee on either side of me. I opened my eyes and looked at her. I thought, "My God, she is beautiful in the candlelight." She smiled at me as she enveloped the monster in her sweet warm pussy.
She said, "Be still, Luke. I'm going to be Linda for a little while. She has told me how much you enjoy it when she rides you this way."
I whispered, "I'll be Larry. Let's find out how much Linda likes riding him this way."
She flinched. I had caught her by surprise. She giggled. She began to fuck me, Larry... whoever. Her hips rolled and pitched. I was watching her beautiful breasts bounce in the air above me. Her eyes accented her smiling face with blue sparks that they separated out of the candlelight.
I said, "Yes, Linda. Fuck me. Fuck me just that way. Make it last until morning. Fuck me my Tinker Bell."
She moaned and laid her pretty titties on my chest. She did fuck me that way for a long time. When she spoke to me, she used Larry's name. She had many baby orgasms and at least two very nice big ones. They were both soft and gentle. They were Linda's "I Love You" orgasms. That was okay. She was Linda.
She fucked me and her pussy seemed to suck me at the same time. She would take me to the brink of orgasm and then pull me back at the last moment. We went on for far more than the hour I had anticipated. In my mind, the monster was begging for relief. I didn't beg her.
She had me very near the edge again. I thought, "That's enough, girl." I dropped Larry's persona and became Luke Bowman. I forced her onto her back and hooked an elbow under each of her knees. I pushed her knees down to touch her shoulders. I pinned her there with my weight. She was in the same position that I had used to butt-fuck Anne. She couldn't move.
An East Texas giggle came out of her. I looked into her face. I could see seven freckles. She was Caroline again. I was happy to have her back. I kissed her and slammed a very hard cock into her pussy. I forced a grunt and then the softest moan out of her. I fucked her very hard. I took her for my own use and my own pleasure. I used her. She screamed to tell the world of her pleasure. We shared the most powerful orgasm that we had ever had together. It was a beautiful experience that lasted but then it was over.
She uncoiled her body, lay close and let me hold her. She whimpered and whispered, "I'm never going to give you up, Luke."
We caught our breath and recovered. Caroline went to the bathroom and when I heard the shower, I joined her. We bathed and dried each other. I could barely stand long enough to dry her hair but she was spoiled rotten by this time. She expected me to pamper her. We curled up in our spoon and slept.
Morning came. I was famished. I slipped out of bed. I turned the thermostat up enough to knock the chill out of the air and then called room service and ordered a fruit and pastry platter for two with coffee. Caroline was sleeping soundly.
I went into the bath and did my morning thing. There was a quiet peck on the door just as I was rinsing my razor. Our food had arrived. I donned a robe and answered the door. I wrote a generous tip into the ticket and signed it.
The bellhop looked at the numbers and said, "Thank you, Sir," with emphasis.
We had disturbed Caroline. She was stirring under the covers. Her movements indicated she was looking for me. I sat on the edge of the bed and that brought me to her attention.
She looked up at me through sleepy eyes as she stretched and yawned in a most ladylike fashion. Her hair was mussed and it covered part of her face. She whispered, "I've had to scold you before about letting me wake up alone in bed." She paused and said, "You fucked-up another way too. You made me go to bed hungry."
I replied, "Well, you woke up in a bitchy mood. At least, you didn't go to bed horny." I pushed one of the succulent strawberries into her mouth.
Her eyes lit up as she bit down on it. The slightest trace of juice escaped the corner of her mouth and trickled down her chin. I licked it off and stuck my tongue in her mouth with the strawberry. I chuckled inside. The monster moved and told me that she tasted like Linda.
She giggled and said, "I'm going to have a necklace made for you. It will be like the one Linda gave you except it will say that no matter how you fuck-up, I will always forgive you." She kissed me again and then let me feed her another strawberry.
I asked, "Do you want coffee?"
She said, "Yes." She slipped out of bed and went into the bathroom. She returned in ten minutes or so. She was wearing a robe and we sat at the small table. We had coffee and doughnuts with our fruit.
Caroline had been quiet for a moment. I looked into her face and I could see that she wanted to say something. It appeared that she was looking for the right way to say it properly.
I asked, "Do you have something on your mind, Country Girl?"
She smiled demurely as she does and looked down at the table. She blushed.
I said, "Stop that."
She looked up at me. She was still smiling. She said, "I blushed, didn't I?"
I smiled back at her and nodded. I thought, "We are playing a game."
She said, "I think that was a real one." She paused and said, "I have a question that I need to ask."
I thought, "Here it comes. She is just like the rest of them. She is about to ask that I demonstrate my skills in the art of buggery for her." I laughed inside. The thought didn't offend me. I formed a picture in my mind of my cock sliding slowly into her little brown back door. I thought, "The idea is a bit scary though. If she had an orgasm better than the last one we had last night, it might kill her." I thought, "Hell, I might die with her."
I smiled at her and took her hand in mine. I said, "Ask away, Sweetheart. I promise that you can't fuck-up so badly that I won't forgive you."
She looked down at the table again. I watched her take a moment to gather her thoughts. She squeezed my hand and looked up at me. She said, "If I asked Linda for sex, would she be offended or would she go for it?"
I said, "What?" I thought, "Damn, that's a different thing altogether." By reflex and before I regained control of myself, I sat up straighter in my chair. I tilted my head and I looked at her through eyes that had to be bugging out of my head. I caught hold of myself. I smiled at her and I had to grin like a toddler with a brand new Popsicle.
Caroline said, "Wait now, Luke. I have told you twice that there is a small piece of my being that is bisexual. I haven't scratched that itch since before I married Larry. Sometimes, I find myself being aroused when I am near Linda."
I said, "You have been friends with Linda for most of a year now. We both know how much she likes you. How come this hasn't come up before?"
She didn't hesitate. She said, "I've been afraid to bring it up. I was afraid that if she shot me down, I might mess up my chances with you." She smiled during a short pause. She said, "I get more aroused when I am near you." She giggled. Then she asked, "Would you be upset if I asked her. Would you give her a hall pass to be with me?"
I smiled and looked at her as I slid my chair backward a small distance from the table. I asked, "What's in it for me?"
She came to me and sat on my lap before she answered, "Oh, Luke. Don't be that way. I don't have anything to offer you sexually. I've already told you that you can have me any time and in any way that you want me. What else is there?" She became a bit wiggly in my lap, nuzzled into my shoulder and said, "Quit being mean and answer me."
I answered her, "Linda is submissive and she is also bisexual even though she doesn't admit it. She will submit to you if you approach her properly and yes I would give her a pass." I hesitated and said, "You do understand that I will want to watch, don't you?"
She giggled and replied in her softest voice, "I want to let Larry watch too. It will turn you both on." She whispered, "Linda and I will both benefit from that."
We snuggled for another moment. Caroline asked, "What is the proper way to approach her?"
I said, "She is a submissive. Play the part of the predator. Picture this. Pick the proper time. Take her. Preferably, you should take her out of my arms. Dance her into the dark and hold her as if you were a man. Be risqué with her but not pushy. Touch her breasts and brush her lips with yours. Tell her you want her and intend to have her." I paused and said, "In the long run, she will give herself to you in any way you ask. She will also take her pleasure with you."
Caroline giggled. A moment later, she asked, "Can we invite them to go to the hunting cabin with us next weekend?"
I thought about my conversation with Linda on that subject. I asked Caroline, "Do you think Larry is ready for a foursome? I mean is he mentally ready to see you having sex with me. Then I added, "For that matter, are you ready to actually see him and Linda together?" Then I added, "We don't even know how well they hit it off last night. They may not want to spend next weekend with each other."
She said, "I see what you mean. Take me back to bed. I need to give that some serious thought." She rose out of my lap and on to her feet. She tugged me out of my seat and said, "Come on."
I went with her. I checked the clock on the way. We had almost exactly three hours before we had to meet our spouses. We could spend half that time in bed together but that would be the limit. I realized that I had to pack enough sex with this sweet girl into this next hour and a half to last all week. I ate her pussy until she begged me to stop and then I tried to fuck her brains out. I have come to believe that all the women that I play with enjoy that course of action beyond all others. Everything else that we do is just for variety. I think I had an epiphany. I laughed to myself.
We spent our last few minutes in bed together holding each other while we recovered from our physical exertions. We used that same time to plot against Linda and Larry again. I felt like such a conspirator but there wasn't any guilt. It was a sweet conspiracy that would enhance our enjoyment of each other for the four of us. We concluded that we would each feel out our respective spouse and then talk to each other on Tuesday by phone. We would decide then what to do about the next weekend.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

We left the Stoneleigh at ten after eleven. That put us at Denny's ten minutes early. Larry's truck was already there. We found them inside and the waitress had arrived at their booth with coffee about the same time that we walked in the front door. Their body language told me that their night together had gone well. They were snuggled close and Linda was bubbly.

I was holding Caroline's hand. I felt something change in her at the instant that she saw her husband. I kissed her cheek and asked, "Do you want to sit with Larry?"
She answered in a whisper, "I love him, Luke. I need to tell him." She more or less dragged me to their booth and then dropped my hand. She pulled Larry up from his seat and hugged him. I heard her whisper, "I love you." They shared a soft, sweet but abbreviated kiss. She said, "Come, sit with me." She slid into the other side of the booth and tugged him down beside her. They sat close together and Larry put his arm around her.
The waitress giggled and said, "I feel like a fifth wheel here." She continued, "I'll come back for your order in a few minutes." She looked back at us and smiled once as she walked away. She was the stereotypical truck-stop waitress. She was chewing gum and there was some extra wiggle in her walk.
I sat in Larry's previous place next to Linda. She cuddled close to me and whispered, "I love you too." We shared a somewhat longer welcome home kiss.
I had expected a period of awkwardness and it did occur. The good thing was, it only lasted a few seconds. When I looked up from my reunion kiss, Caroline was smiling at me. Larry looked back across the table with a different look on his face. I could have described it as somber.
We sat and looked at each other for ten or fifteen seconds. Larry's face broke into a wan smile. He said, "I know you have been concerned about me, Luke." He said, "I'm going to be alright with this." There was another pause, he said, "I very much enjoyed my time with Linda and I believe she had fun too. I know that you and Caroline enjoy yourselves as much. This is going to work out. It's going to be good for all of us."
I felt Linda squirm in her seat. Her hand found its way to my inner thigh. She squeezed the flesh there. She was okay too.
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On the way home, I asked, "Well, are you going to tell me about it?"
Linda giggled and replied, "As always, when we are in our bed in our home, we can talk about it." She continued, "I will say that Larry was very good to me and I would like to have more of what he has." She giggled again and snuggled closer to me.
I said, "Well you will get the chance. While you girls were in the powder room, he told me that he wanted to ask you out next weekend. He said that he had already given Caroline permission to go to the cabin with me and asked if I would give you a pass to be with him again."
Linda giggled as she snuggled closer to me. She said, "I knew that was going to happen. That's why I found a way to give him those few minutes of privacy with you. "
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The week passed and it was Friday morning. I was in my office. Alice and I had our meeting and I had told her the day before that I needed to get away early for the weekend. She hadn't scheduled anything for me after lunch. I kicked back with a cup of coffee and recapped the week since Linda's and my visit with the Bixbys. Larry had wanted to take Linda somewhere special Friday night. That made the decision easy about having a foursome at the hunting cabin. We put it off until another time. We decided that Caroline and I would go to the cabin Friday evening and all of us would meet back at the ranch by noon Saturday.
Linda wanted to have a cookout on the riverbank on our new piece of property. I told her we could have a campfire and a fish fry. Later I hoped that it would turn into a star party and a four-way fuck fest. I was sure it would. Everyone seemed to be in the proper mood. Caroline and I had talked about it. She was ready for a foursome and she thought Larry would be all right too.
I called Caroline, just because I wanted to hear her voice. I couldn't seem to help myself. I had spoken to her on the phone several times during the week for no real reason. Her excitement came plainly over the line. I was high on anticipation of our coming night together and what was to come later too. The monster moved as we talked.
I asked, "Do you know what Larry has planned for Linda tonight?"
She replied, "He wouldn't tell me because he wants it to be a surprise for her. He thought I might tell her by accident. I can imagine though." She paused and then continued, "It will be an up-town sort of thing. I suspect a nice dinner in a very upscale restaurant and maybe a dance and a drink somewhere where there is live entertainment." Then she added, "Some really good sex in the newest classiest hotel he can find, probably the Anatole." She giggled and said, "That's the way he treated me in the beginning. We still have an evening like that once in a while."
I said, "We could dress up and spend the evening that way if you like."
She giggled and answered, "Remember who you are talking to. I'm the little country girl with freckles on her nose. I want to spend this evening in a hot tub with you while we commune with the owls and coyotes." Then she added, "Of course, you will have to entertain Athena too. She will just want sex but it will have to be the best you can offer. That is what she will have for you." She said, "There just isn't anyplace better for all that to happen than your little cabin in the woods. I can't wait."
I had arranged for the tub temperature at the cabin to be set to ninety-five degrees. That is a few degrees below body temperature and is most comfortable for me. It allows my body to shed enough heat. Sometimes Linda needs it to be a degree or two warmer and I can stand that for a little while. I reasoned that if ninety-five was too cool for Caroline, it would just make her want to snuggle closer.
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At six-thirty in the evening, I had to greet Larry and Caroline at the ranch alone. Linda was still upstairs putting the finishing touches on her look. I had my truck packed with the things that I thought Caroline and I might need. All I had to do was put her bag and her sweet ass in the truck and we could be gone. Actually, Linda and Larry would be in more of a hurry. Linda had told me that they had a dinner reservation in Dallas at eight. Linda would know that they had arrived. She would have heard the gate chime.
Larry parked beside my truck and I was there to open the passenger door for Caroline. The car was off-white Limited Edition Lincoln Mark VII that looked brand new. I hadn't seen it before. I thought, "Well, he is taking my wife out in style." I explained where Linda was as I received a nice hug from Caroline and a verbal greeting from Larry at the same time. I got a handshake from him a few seconds later, when the car was no longer between us. I commented on the automobile.
Larry Responded, "Nothing is too good for the lady I have a date with this evening."
I replied, "I wish you wouldn't spoil her totally rotten before you bring her home."
He chuckled and said, "I think you have already done that. I can sense that she enjoys being pampered."
I took Caroline's bag from him and stowed it in the toolbox of my truck.
Caroline was dressed for the cabin in boots and jeans. Larry, on the other hand, was dressed to kill. It wasn't a tuxedo but he was wearing a very nice suit, less the jacket of course. It was on a hanger in the car. His shoes were ether highly polished or made of patent leather. His leather belt was also polished. He was wearing an expensive-looking wristwatch and a mite too much jewelry. His tie was black and tasteful and his shirt was a light shade of burgundy. It was full dress with cuff links. I thought, "Linda will be wearing that shirt later and he will be putty in her hands." I laughed to myself.
I had offered them drinks but hey had both declined. Linda came down the stairs just as I led our guests into the den. She took my breath away and I heard Larry gasp. She was wearing a little black dress that I hadn't seen before. It was different from what she normally wore to the club. It was only slightly less revealing at both top and bottom but that was enough to lend real class to her appearance. Her hair was up with only her temple locks hanging to frame her lovely face. She had borrowed the style from Michelin Wilkinson. She was wearing both lipstick and eye make-up. It was muted but still very effective and very rare for her. Her heeled shoes put just the right amount of accent into the muscles of her shapely legs and the dress seemed to augment the outlines of her feminine curves. I noticed her jewelry too. She was wearing dangling diamond earrings, the pendant that I had given her and her wedding rings. That was all.
Larry regained control after a moment. He took her hand and she allowed him to kiss her cheek. He turned to look at me and said in a controlled voice, "We have to go. We have a reservation for dinner."
Linda's eyes sparkled green as she came to me and kissed my cheek. She whispered, "I love you. Read your necklace."
I whispered, "I love you too. Have fun." Then I said to Larry, "We will all be back here before noon tomorrow."
Larry was sharing a goodbye with his wife but then he acknowledged me and led Linda to the car. He tucked her into the front passenger's seat. I handed him a remote for the gate in case they got back here before we did. They drove away.
Caroline held my arm and we watched until the gate closed behind them. I looked down at her and into the bottomless depth of those dark blue eyes. Her face was smiling up at me and her body felt giddy in my arms. I shifted my gaze just a bit and counted the seven freckles on her nose. She reached up and I bent to kiss her. We shared a deep kiss that lasted a long time and illustrated the lust we were both feeling.
For me, I think, I already knew that I had something more than lust for this one. I was falling in love with her and I wasn't even going to try to keep it from happening. I felt comfortable with it. I knew that I wouldn't love my Linda any less.
I open my eyes and the freckles were gone. Caroline was gone. I was holding Athena, the sexiest bitch on the planet in my arms. She is a witch from the 1600s and as I looked into her eyes, her magic told me that she wanted to see the pool house. I took her there.
She looked around the room and said, "We are not in a hurry to leave, are we? We don't have reservations anywhere, do we? Let's spend an hour here." We helped each other out of our boots and jeans.
The monster swelled and found his way into her mouth in the next moment. She enthusiastically licked and sucked. I allowed her to lavish her attentions on him for a minute or two. They illustrated her sweet intentions. Her magic had brought me to a degree of arousal where nothing in life was more important to me than bringing this beautiful woman to one blissful orgasm after another. In comparison to that need in me, breathing air was of small importance. I knew she was in control. It didn't matter. Her magic was an extravagance of luxury for me. I hoped that she would never run out of spells to cast over me.
I pulled her up from her knees and took her to the bed. Her beautiful body, luscious kisses and her melodious love sounds dominated all my senses. I fell into the act of performing some magic of my own. I kissed her eyes and her lips. I nibbled at her ears and breathed softly into them. I enticed her nipples to become hard and stiff in my mouth. I spent a long time at her breasts.
Her own fingers slipped between us and down her belly to touch and caress her clit. She whimpered and moaned with pleasure. I slowly licked and kissed my way down her flat tummy. I stopped at her belly button and spent some extra time exploring that wonderfully sensitive small part of her. At length, I pushed her fingers away from her clitoris and sucked the little nub into my mouth. It was already engorged with blood and felt like hard rubber. I held it gently with my teeth and teased it with my tongue.
Athena gurgled with pleasure and flooded my face with new juices from her honeypot. I slipped a finger inside and found the sweet spot at the top of her channel. A low-pitched groan came out of her as she used both hands to force me deeper into her vee. Her thighs came up to cover my ears and hold me in place. She had her first orgasm. I helped her through it. I sucked her clit and manipulated the rough spot inside her with my finger. She quietly accepted the soft waves of pleasure that moved through her and uttered the love sounds that she knew would drive me on. Her back arched and she whispered words to a god that wasn't familiar to me. I made it last as long as I could for her.
Just before it was over, her body became stiff and vibrated in place for just a moment. Her breath came in ragged gasps. Then she relaxed. Her hands and thighs fell away from me. I took the opportunity to crawl up on top of her. I felt her movements as she spread herself open to receive me. It was the moment of surrender. I slid my cock into her slippery tunnel in one easy motion. She purred and smiled up at me. She drew my wet face down to hers and we kissed. I began to fuck her slowly but deeply with long strokes. She cooed and began to meet my thrusts. We established the same rhythm that we had used with each other before.
She had her second orgasm almost immediately. I held myself in check but helped her through this one too. Her pussy squeezed and sucked me. I move closer and closer to the edge but I was determined to stay in control. That was silly. It was beyond my ability. She was in control anyway. Cum gushed out of me with my first spasm.
I fucked her so hard and so deep. My cock was like an iron rod. I knew I was hurting her but she was begging for more. We fucked each other as if we were wild animals. She had her third one. Mine was almost over but somehow I found the strength to fuck her right through to the end of this one too. It had to be magic.
When it was over, she squirmed under me into a comfortable position but she wouldn't let me roll off her. She wanted my weight on top of her and she wanted my cock to say inside her. She held me in place and whimpered. I stayed in place until the monster gave up. When I was completely flaccid, I rolled off and gathered her into my spoon. She continued to whimper and then cried quietly. I held her and loved her.
The room was warmer than I liked but the A/C was blowing on us. We cooled down and caught our breath after a few minutes.
Fifteen minutes passed. She rolled over in my arms to face me. She kissed my chest and then spoke softly. She said, "I love you, Luke, and there is nothing we can do about it."
I looked down into her face. There were seven little freckles on her cute little nose. Caroline was back. I felt happiness stir inside me. I replied to her, "I'm in love with you too, Caroline. I paused and said, "I don't want to do anything about it."
She snuggled closer to me and we wasted another fifteen minutes holding each other. Finally, she slipped out of my arms and off my bed. She said, "Give me a minute," and found her way to the bathroom. When she turned the water on in the shower, I went to share it with her.
After the shower, I retrieved two heavy towels and two terrycloth robes from the linen closet. I didn't dry her. I took her outside. I laid the towels and robes in a chair where we could reach them later. I slid the cover off the hot tub and held her hand as she walked down the stairs into the warm water.
I said, "Find a spot you like. I will be right back." I went into the house, cracked a bottle of Linda's wine, and found half a bottle of Crown for me. I made drinks, put the wine bottle in a bucket of ice, and took everything back to Caroline.
She giggled in her East Texas accent as I handed her a glass of wine and walked down into the tub. We had most of an hour before sunset but the shadows were long and the air had started to cool. Caroline came to sit in my lap and we sipped our drinks.
In a moment, she giggled and said, "We aren't going to the cabin, are we?"
I replied, "Why waste our time together driving? We are alone here and we have a hot tub." I flipped the switch and bubbles in jets of water surrounded us. I continued, "We will have a starry, starry night in a little while. We also have a pool if we want to play there."
She asked, "What about the animals?" As if on cue, a coyote howled in the distance. Caroline giggled again.
I said, "I'll bet Athena can conjure up an owl if you want one." I continued, "If you want, we could walk around the lake. We would surely see the ducks and most likely would see some deer this time of day."
Caroline cuddled up close and said, "I'll be happy to stay here with you. We can save the cabin for another time when we can have more than one night. It can be sometime when we can go hunting together."
I replied, "Good, that's settled then." I said, "Linda made us a dinner basket. It's in my truck. We can eat at any time you get hungry."
She asked, "What's in the basket?"
I answered, "I don't have the faintest idea but it will be good."
She said, "I am hungry. Let's have something and then you can take me to see the ducks." We dried and dressed. I retrieved Caroline's overnight bag and the dinner basket from my truck while Caroline dried her hair.
I heated some fried chicken, biscuits and blackberry cobbler in the microwave oven. We had German potato salad cold and I found some ice cream in the freezer to top off the cobbler. It hit the spot. I guess we were both hungry.
I enjoyed being with Caroline so much. We talked, laughed and giggled. I must have counted the freckles on her nose a dozen times.
I said, "We must hurry." I acquired a canteen full of ice water, a flashlight and a pair of binoculars. We set off on our walk just a few minutes before the sun touched the horizon. I could see one pair of the ducks before we left the house but I didn't tell her. I wanted her to see them first.
To be continued...

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Hall Pass Ch. 64 -- The Four of Us

By: LewdLuke
She said, "I am hungry. Let's have something and then you can take me to see the ducks." We dried and dressed. I retrieved Caroline's overnight bag and the dinner basket from my truck while Caroline dried her hair.
I heated some fried chicken, biscuits and blackberry cobbler in the microwave oven. We had German potato salad cold and I found some ice cream in the freezer to top off the cobbler. It hit the spot. I guess we were both hungry.
I enjoyed being with Caroline so much. We talked, laughed and giggled. I must have counted the freckles on her nose a dozen times.
I said, "We must hurry." I acquired a canteen full of ice water, a flashlight and a pair of binoculars. We set off on our walk just a few minutes before the sun touched the horizon. I could see one pair of the ducks before we left the house but I didn't tell her. I wanted her to think that she had seen them first.
Caroline's exuberance was evident in her bouncy step as she skipped out ahead of me by a few feet. She displayed the same excitement as a little girl would on her first trip to Disneyland. She looked back at me and urged me to keep up.
I didn't want to keep up. The view from the rear was exciting to me. The movement of her cute bottom in those tight jeans enthralled me. The monster moved.
I took a moment to think about the effect that she was having on me. I needed that moment to try to explain to myself why I got a belly full of fluttering butterflies every time I saw her and most of the time when I just thought about her. I recognized the butterflies for what they were. They were a manifestation of the adrenalin rush that she incited in me. I have been in combat with less adrenalin in my blood. Was I afraid of her?
That wasn't it. I went mystical with her during our first weekend together and one other time since then. My physical need to hold her, touch her and possess her was intense. My need to have sex with her was overwhelming. It was more than just sex. I wanted to make love with her. Maybe I was afraid after all. Maybe I was afraid that she wouldn't allow me those privileges.
I watched her. Her movements were dance-like as she moved down the pathway in front of me. The monster moved again. My thoughts went deeper. I remembered how she had all but begged me to take those liberties and enjoy her body. I had made her wait most of a year. That just didn't make sense. I thought, "There is something special about this one." Then I knew. I was in love with her. Had I been in fear of that all along? Then I thought, "You already knew you were in love, Luke. It's not such a bad thing." I wanted to be in love with her. It was time for me to fall in love again. I remembered the young girl that I fell in love with soon after Linda and I began to swing. Sandy was her name. That relationship had ended too soon. I could see her in my mind. I was still in love with her.
The raucous sounds of a hen Pekin duck scolding her mate drew me back from my thoughts. The sound had grabbed Caroline's attention too. She froze in her tracks and stared at the two large white ducks at the edge of the water about thirty yards in front of us. I caught up to her and put my arm around her.
She asked, "How close can we get to them?"
I reached into my pocket and brought out a leftover biscuit from our supper. I had brought it with us for this purpose. I said, "Linda has them spoiled. They will eat out of your hand but be careful. They are both aggressive and competitive. They will bite you by accident. It's better to throw the bread on the water."
Caroline giggled and took the biscuit from me. We approached the ducks slowly and talked loud enough for them to hear us. We didn't startle them. In fact, they swam toward us.
I enjoyed watching Caroline draw childlike pleasure from feeding them. The biscuit didn't last long enough. I had another one in my pocket but I held it in reserve. There was another pair of ducks on the lake somewhere.
We walked on. Caroline held my arm and walked quietly beside me. I looked down at her pretty face. She smiled and blushed.
I said, "You are blushing again."
She giggled and replied, "I was having thoughts of wild debauchery." I laughed with her. She held my arm tighter and we walked on.
The horizon covered half the sun by the time we reached the fifteen-foot cliff at the highest place on our path. I sat on the caprock with my feet dangling over the water and helped Caroline to sit beside me. Our swimming platform was below us. Sometimes we would dive off these rocks.
Caroline snuggled close and allowed me to hold her. The evening had turned pleasant and this was the perfect place to enjoy the end of the day.
I coyote howled for us and drew an East Texas giggle from Caroline. I glassed the low flat on the other side of the lake and the hillside that led up to High Point. I finally found a doe with a new fawn on the hillside. It was almost too dark to see them but my 7X50 Nikons gathered enough light and enhanced the image enough. I was successful in talking Caroline onto them and she got a look too.
She said, "I guess you want Athena to conjure an owl for us now."
I chuckled and squeezed her. I replied, "No, I don't. I don't want to play with her tonight. I want you to be Caroline at least until we sleep later." I paused before I continued, "I will spend some time with Athena tomorrow if you want and you can pretend to be Linda if you like. Tonight though, I want to hang out with Caroline." Then I said, "I'm having my own thoughts of wild debauchery."
She giggled and said, "You know, all three of us love you, Mr. Bowman." A moment later, she asked, "How can you tell which of us you are with."
I answered easily, "Well, Athena doesn't have any freckles on her nose and she does magic. Of course, I can recognize Linda's voice anywhere, even in the dark.
She said, "I am so jealous of both of them."
I inquired, "Why?"
She replied, "Athena is the sexiest bitch on the planet and Linda is the prettiest. I am especially jealous of Linda. She had your baby and she gets to live with you. How can a plain little East Texas country girl complete with that?"
I asked, "Why do you think you have to compete? I said, "You had Larry's baby and you live with him. Do you think Linda might be a bit jealous of you?" I continued, "I know that Larry has been jealous because you come to me when I call. Should I be jealous of Larry because Linda enjoys her time with him?" I paused and went on, "You are a raving beauty in your own right. There is certainly no need for you to be jealous of Linda's looks."
She thought for a moment and replied, "You are telling me to learn to enjoy my time with you and be happy with what we have when we are together." She paused and said, "I'm newer to this than you are but I think I understand." She giggled and said, "I get a tingling sensation in my stomach when I am near you, Luke. My dreams of you are always wildly erotic and those thoughts of debauchery that we tease each other about are very real in my mind." She giggled again and said, "They are in my head right now."
She pushed me down on my back and placed a knee on either side of me. She bent, laid her breasts on my chest and kissed me. My lower legs were still hanging over the edge. If I had sat up she would have slid off my lap and fell the fifteen feet to the water. I held her in place and returned her sweet kisses.
We moved into a more comfortable position farther from the edge and held each other while I sat and leaned against a boulder. We enjoyed the rest of the sunset. She was quiet and seemed deep in thought. I allowed her to have her time for private thoughts.
The sun sank out of sight and the brightest stars came out one by one at first. Then suddenly, there were thousands of them. The darkness enveloped us and the gentle breeze that we had enjoyed became still. The coyote howled. He seemed much closer.
Caroline snuggled close to me. I held her a bit tighter. We spent about an hour enjoying the spectacle of the night sky. I hoped for a meteor or two but it didn't happen.
At length, she asked, "Can we make it this dark back at the house?"
I said, "Sure, we can turn off all the lights."
She said, "I love the quality of this country darkness. It's a starry night with only a sliver of a crescent moon. It made your cabin special to me. I'm glad we can have it here too." After a moment she asked, "How far are we from the house?"
I answered, "A bit over half a mile." Then I added, "An easy fifteen-minute casual stroll or a ten-minute brisk walk."
She stated manner of factually, "My current thoughts of debauchery include a starry sky, a glass of Linda's wine and a hot tub." She smiled and continued, "And you, of course."
Our eyes had adjusted to the dark. There was enough starlight so that we didn't need the flashlight. We strolled along easily arm in arm. We talked.
Caroline asked, "What do you think Linda and Larry are doing right now?"
I replied, "I'm sure that they are still having dinner. Linda is enjoying it but she had rather be in bed at the hotel with Larry. She will go dancing with him and enjoy that too but she will bring that to an end as soon as she can. She wants to be in bed with him." I added, "Linda thinks of herself as a nymphomaniac. Her shrink friend says that she is just oversexed. I know her to be insatiable. She might hurt him later when they are naked together." I laughed.
Caroline laughed with me. She said, "It's better when you hurt me a little bit. That is especially true when I am Athena." After a moment, she said, "Remember that, Luke." She held my arm tighter and became quiet. Then she whispered, "I love being held with these big muscles. I love being held captive and manipulated. Do you remember when you bangd me at the carriage house? It was a wonderful experience." She giggled and said, "I promised that I wouldn't snitch on you if you wanted to do it again sometime."
I replied, "I just force fucked you a little bit. You can't bang the willing."
She giggled and whispered, "You do remember."
Neil Diamond singing, "Sweet Caroline," popped into my head. I sang softly to her in the stillness of the starry-starry night,
"Sweet Caroline...
Good times never seemed so good...
I've been inclined...
To believe they never would...
But -- now - I... Look at the night...
And it don't seem so lonely...
Sw-e-e-t Car-o-line,"
She stopped in mid-stride when I paused. She threw both her arms around my neck and stood on her tiptoes to kiss me. I bent to meet her and helped it happen.
She whimpered and rested her head against my chest for a moment. She whispered, "You make me feel so special." She took my hand and tugged me down the path. She said, "Come with me. Something very special is about to happen." We walked briskly from that point on.
When we arrived back at the house, I first poured a glass of wine from the bottle we had left by the hot tub. It was cold. There was still some ice in the bucket. I handed it to her and she took the slightest sip. She kissed my cheek and went into the pool house. I assumed she was going to the bathroom.
I made myself a drink and sipped it as I moved around the place turning all the lights out. I even switched off the security light at the barn fifty yards away. It became very dark. I went back to the hot tub expecting to find Caroline there.
I heard her pecking on the glass window wall of the pool house. Looking that way, I saw the weak flicker of a single candle inside the bedroom. I took the wine and whiskey with me and went to be with her.
She met me at the door and helped me set the drinks on the nightstand by the bed. She was naked in the dim light. I had seen her this way before. Starlight came into the room through the giant skylight and the blinds were open on the window wall. The flickering light from the lonely candle completed the scene. I had called her a raving beauty earlier. That had been an understatement.
She helped me out of my clothes and then stood on her toes to share a kiss with me. I said, "I thought we were going to the hot tub."
She whispered, "Something special is about to happen, Luke. We are about to make love with each other for the first time. I hope we can make it last all night."
I said, "We have done this before."
She answered, "You have had sex with me and Athena and you have pretended to make love to me when I was Linda but this will be our first time."
I asked, "Are you still Caroline?"
An easily identifiable East Texas giggle came out of her. She asked, "Is it too dark for you to see my freckles?"
I chuckled. I was with Caroline. This mousey little country girl had my complete attention.
She said, "This is for real. Make me know that you love me."
The A/C had cooled the room nicely. A pleasant chill moved down my spine and my butterflies were back too. I picked her up from the floor and moved with her toward the bed. She had turned the covers back before I came to her. I laid her down and then took a position beside her.
The sheets were cold and I felt a shiver run through my bed partner. I could feel goosebumps on her arms. I drew her close and pulled our blankets over us. She snuggled in closer to me and expressed her feelings with a soft cooing sound.
Our bodies warmed each other. In just a few minutes, our heat had seeped into our bed too. We had a comfortable warm spot in the cold room to share. It was pure primitive luxury. I could have been a caveman cuddling with my mate. My mind formed a picture of us. We were in a bed made from animal skins. We snuggled in the dark fur of a cave bear and we were covered with lighter colored elk hides that had been chewed and tanned until they were soft and pliable. Our cave was lit by a cooking fire that was about to go out. Our bellies were full. The night sky outside the cave was full of silver bright stars and our ears were filled with the calls of wildlife that hadn't existed for thousands of years.
Our earlier romp had satisfied our immediate needs and slackened the animal lust we had both felt. We were loving each other now and neither of us needed to hurry. No one suggested that we skip the foreplay. I knew it would go on for a long time. I kissed her and let my fingers search out her sweet spots. I had enough experience with her to know where she was especially sensitive. I touched those places, caressed them, or tickled them as necessary. I found a few places where she enjoyed being licked or kissed. I took a few of her special parts into my mouth and drew excitement from her that way.
She responded so pleasantly. She cooed and purred. When I moved her too close to the edge, she would back away and allow herself to calm a bit. She would take her turn. She knew too where I was sensitive. Her head would disappear under the covers and her tongue would find those places.
I lay on my back and enjoyed her efforts. Neil Diamond was in my head again. He sang for me and I found myself repeating his words to her,
"Sweet Caroline...

Who'd have believed you'd come along...
Hands---touching hands...
Reaching out---touching me---touching you-u-u...
Swe-e-t Car-o-line."
She heard my words and became more aggressive in her endeavors to excite me. She engulfed the monster's head in her mouth and swirled her tongue around him exquisitely. The monster jumped and she giggled around him. I held her head in place and began to fuck her. She allowed me to slip right down her throat when I wanted but I spent most of the time in her mouth. There was some very nice action there. I found myself close to the edge and forced myself to back away.
It was my turn again. I nipped an earlobe with my teeth and touched her clit with a finger. Her juices were flowing freely. She was very wet. I let my finger orbit and massage her button. Her little hands covered mine and pressed me harder into her vee. She moaned and began to thrust into my hand.
I took a nipple into my mouth and toyed with it. I could feel the excitement rising inside her. I continued teasing her with my finger for several more minutes. She was about to cum in my hand. It wasn't a big one. I knew I could let her have several of her mini orgasms before things would get out of hand, so to speak. I helped her have that first little one.
She kissed me as it happened. Her body shook as she accepted the small wave of pleasure that passed through her. I held her in place and helped her have another one. This one was a surprise to her. It was a bit more intense. I had to let her come down after that one.
It was her turn again. Our foreplay went on. We enjoyed each other's antics. We laughed and giggled together. It was my turn again. I sucked her clit into my mouth and found her G-spot with a wet finger. I allowed her another mini but she came close to falling over the edge.
We continued to play our game with soft touches and tickles. We kissed and laughed with each other. We just enjoyed being together in the soft warm bed. Our foreplay went on for a very long time.
We had little conversation but when it came time for the main event, we both knew it. She didn't beg or even speak but her body asked for the release that she needed. I didn't want to make her beg and I thought I shouldn't make her wait any longer. I pinned her on her back and lay between her spread legs. She squirmed under me and found a position of comfort. She made the sounds of a happy girl and opened herself to me. With her help, the monster found his way to her inner depths.
I paused there for a moment. Her Kegel muscles squeezed and then released their hold on me. We weren't a perfect fit for each other. I was just a mite too big for her. She arched her back. She wanted me deeper inside her. I forced myself deeper and then to the limit of my reach. Her body told me of the sweet pain that I induced in her. Her ankles locked behind me and her powerful legs held me in place. I fucked her with short, deep and powerful thrusts. She met those thrusts and whimpered as we kissed. She whispered, "Extagony."
I felt it coming. Her big one was floating nearer and nearer to the surface and then she was past her point of no return. Her orgasm rose up and possessed her. She moaned and whimpered. Her heartbeat was a heavy rhythmic thump that I could feel in her chest.
She whispered, "Yes, yes, Luke. This is it. I'm cumming. It is so good. I love you, Luke. You make me feel so special."
It was a soft cum. At her peak, she was quiet except for a few sweet sobs that she had no control over. She also lost her motor control. It was as if she was having a light seizure of some kind. I forcefully held her in place and fucked her. I was slow and gentle with her from this point on. I tried to match her movements but there was no rhythm.
She spoke softly but above a whisper. She said, "Yes, that is perfect. Fuck me, Luke. Fuck me just this way." She was crying softly.
I held her and fucked her with tender strokes. I licked the salty tears off her cheeks. She whispered, "Oh, Luke, I do love you."
We tried to make it last forever but at length, she came down from her high. Her soft sobs changed into even softer whimpers and coos. I thought that she would want to rest and cuddle. She didn't.
She said, "Now it's my turn." Her body told me to roll us over. She wanted to be on top.
I shoved the monster completely inside her again. My action drew a gasp and a moan from her. I held her tightly against me and rolled us over. She was on top.
She informed me once more, "Now it's my turn." She brought her knees up beside me and raised up into what Linda calls her "cowgirl" position. I could see her shape in silhouette as outlined by the stars visible through the skylight. It was too dark to see the freckles on her nose but there were blue-white sparkles in her eyes and her white teeth seemed to glow in the dark. She counseled me to lie still. She began to fuck me.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Her stroke was slow with short thrust and then a slower withdrawal. She ground her clit into my pubic bone. She forced all of my slightly oversized cock inside her. She tried to describe to me the feeling of having that much hard cock so deep in her belly. She said that she was stretched and full. She used the word extagony again.

I lay quietly under her and allowed her to fuck me. She had rhythm now. Her powerful Kegel muscles came into play. It felt so good. Ten minutes went by and then fifteen. I was so close to the edge. She knew exactly where I was.
I said, "I love you."
She squeezed my cock very hard and replied, "Cum for me."
I replied, "I want you to cum with me."
A quiet East Texas giggle drifted through the room. She whispered, "Oh, I intend to." Her stroke became slightly longer and a little faster.
My first spasm surprised us both. I had both her hips in my hands anyway. I pulled her down and thrust hard into her. I gushed. I felt her draw a very deep breath in one gasp and hold it. Her pussy seemed to clamp closed on me. I felt as though my cock was in a vice made of her silky flesh. She lay down on my chest. She continued to fuck me.
She kissed me but broke it almost immediately. She said, "Oh God. Help me, Luke. I'm cumming." My second spasm seemed to last forever.
I realized that I was experiencing time dilation as I do. I wanted to help her. I rolled her over on her back and fucked her with more authority. Still, it was a gentle and loving act. I told her that I loved her again. She wrapped her arms and legs around me and we loved each other. She began to cry again. Everything happened slowly and our lovemaking went on for a while. Time moved so slowly. Seconds seemed to stretch into minutes. It was as if my orgasm lasted for half an hour. I thought, "This would kill a normal white man." Caroline was with me the whole time. Her love sounds made our act special. They made me feel special.
Our union was over in time. Nothing really lasts forever. Caroline was limp like a rag doll in my arms. I felt empty and complete at the same time. I was spent. I rolled to my back and my lover came with me. She clung to me as if she thought I was trying to escape. She nuzzled into the hollow of my shoulder and cried softly.
The room was cool. We were bathed in the dim starlight and the flicker of the candle that was only a little brighter. I selfishly took a moment just to look at the beautiful young woman lying beside me. It was still too dark to see her freckles but I knew who she was. I helped her snuggle close to me and a minute later, I found the strength to draw our covers over us. I definitely didn't try to escape. I wanted to tell her again that I loved her, so I did. Sleep captured us both in the next few minutes.
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Our room was filled with morning light when I awoke. I could tell that it was very early. We had gone to bed early. Caroline was beside me with her back to me. The rhythm of her breathing told me that she was still asleep. Both my arms were around her and she was holding them in place. Her left breast was in my right hand. I squeezed it gently. She stirred and one of her hands covered mine. She helped me squeeze and purred with contentment. She was still asleep.
I needed to take a leak and I wanted a shower. I had been chastised before for leaving her to wake up alone. I decided to do what I really wanted to do anyway. I lay there in our warm spot and held her while she slept.
Half an hour passed. My urge to urinate became stronger. I decided it was time for her to wake. I let my hand slip away from her breast. My fingers slid down the smooth skin covering her ribcage. I felt my way to her small waist and then up and over the curve of her wider hips. I pictured the shape of her cute bottom in my mind and pressed my hardening cock against it.
She purred and wiggled against me. I felt her flex her muscles as she stretched as best she could in the confines of my embrace. She was awake and aware of me.
She softly asked, "Did you mean it?"
I cupped her boob in my hand again and responded, "Mean what?"
She replied, "Did you mean it when you said you loved me?"
I took a microsecond to form an answer in my mind. I didn't want her to think I was hesitant. I said, "Yes." I paused and took another few seconds to think. A moment later, I added, "In fact, I said it several times and I meant it each time. You can trust me to mean what I say, Sweet Caroline."
She rolled over in my arms to face me. She threw an arm and leg over me and snuggled into my chest. She had no verbal response but she was crying quietly again. She allowed me to hold her for a minute and then without warning, she said, "I need to make myself sparkly for you. Give me a few minutes then come help me." She slid out of bed and I watched her make her way to the bathroom. The daylight that enveloped her didn't flicker like a candle but it illustrated the beauty of her nudity just as well.
I was very near wetting myself. I got out of bed, went outside and around the corner of the building. I pissed on the grass. There are benefits that come with living in the country.
It was a pretty day. The sky was high and blue over us but there was a low cloudbank to the east. The sun was already above the horizon. The clouds appeared to be above the sun and they glowed red in its early light. I guessed it to be between seven-thirty and eight o'clock.
I went back in and waited until I heard the water running in the shower. I joined Caroline and we bathed each other. Bathing with a beautiful woman is one of my favorite things. It is such a good excuse for unabashed intimacy. I usually introduce a bit of hanky-panky into these occasions. This time was no exception. I believe that is the reason that the girls always seem to enjoy the experience so much.
How could I not enjoy the experience of having a wet and slippery young woman giggling and squirming in my arms? I love to toy with them enough to draw the purrs and coos that excite me so much. Once in a while, squeals of delight enhance the moment. Our interactions often escalate into full-blown sex to completion but that didn't happen this time.
Sex didn't seem so very important. I wanted to hold her, be close and play with her. I knew I would have the opportunity to make love with this one later. That is so much better than plain raw sex. It's even better than sex that is highly charged with emotion. This girl was special. At that moment, being near her was enough.
We finished our bath and dried each other with great fluffy pool towels. We were both hungry. I offered to make breakfast while she dried her hair. She wasn't ready for us to be separated for any reason. She said, "I want you to dry my hair for me. I will make breakfast if you will spend a moment showing me around the kitchen."
That's what we did. Half an hour later, I was drinking coffee and watching her move around as she cooked for us. A few minutes after that, I was looking at three eggs over easy with sausage and a large waffle on the side. Half a tumbler of gbang juice and a few slices of ripe cantaloupe balanced it all out. It looked like too much food but it wasn't. I ate every bite of it. Caroline ate at least as much as I did.
We ganged up on the dishes and wiped the kitchen clean in short order. Caroline portioned out what was left of the coffee into two cups. She put a single lump of sugar in mine and two in hers. She dragged me out to the patio to sit and enjoy what was left of the cool early morning. We made ourselves comfortable at the table. We pulled two chairs close enough together that we touched each other when we sat in them. Caroline held my hand in her lap very near her pussy. I imagined that I could feel her heat. I used a moment to calculate how much time we had together before Linda and Larry arrived. It was almost nine-thirty and their deadline was noon. I thought, "They will be at least a few minutes early just for safety's sake." I deduced that we probably had less than two hours that we could count on.
Caroline said, "We have stepped out of bounds, haven't we?" Then she asked, "How can I tell Larry? How are you going to tell Linda?"
I sipped my coffee and thought for a moment before I answered. I looked into her eyes and squeezed her hand. I said, "I'm not going to tell Linda and you shouldn't tell Larry. He isn't ready to hear something like this."
She replied, "I didn't expect to hear you say something like that. I thought ridged truth between you and Linda is what made swinging work for the two of you."
I answered, "It is and it does." I could see the question in her eyes so I tried to explain. I said, "Truth is something that must be properly tempered and then wielded like a perfectly balanced two-edged sword." I continued, "If Linda asks me directly about the depth of my relationship with you, I will tell her the absolute truth and I won't hold anything back. The thing is, she will never ask a question until she is ready to know the answer. When she does ask, I will know that she has sorted the situation out in her mind. At that time, it will be okay to tell her. I won't hurt her because she will have figured out that I don't love her any less. Her relationship with me will not change." Then I added, "Linda is very smart and she is very strong. She is a swinger. She will understand that the feelings I have for you are in addition to my love for her, not instead of it." Then I asked, "Do you understand? You still love Larry, don't you?"
It was her turn to sip coffee and think. At length, she said, "Yes I do love Larry and I don't want to hurt him. I certainly don't want to lose him." She continued, "I think I do see how this works for you and Linda." She paused and said, "Still, I think Larry will have a very hard time with it." She said, "It might be better for me to just tell him and get it over with."
I replied, "He is your husband and you are his wife. You must decide what is right but think about this." I hesitated for a moment and said, "If you believe that Larry can't handle the situation, it might be necessary for us to end our relationship before he finds out what the situation truly is. I mean, I'm not willing to see your marriage destroyed and your baby girl suffering through life without a father because you and I have become too close. I'm not that selfish." I paused again and then asked, "Are you?"
She thought for a long time before she answered this time. She said, simply, "No, I'm not." She was quiet and in thought for a longer time. Finally, she said, "This is more complicated than I thought it would be. I'm not going to figure it out today." She added, "I won't tell him unless he asks or until I figure out what is the right thing to do."
I said, "I believe that he is a lot stronger than you are giving him credit for right now. We will see." Then I said, "Let's you and I enjoy each other and allow them to have their fun until you have to go tomorrow. After that, I will make time for you any time that you feel the need to talk. All you have to do is call me."
She was quiet. I finished my coffee. I said, "They will be here in a couple hours. What do you want to do until then?"
She said, "Let's walk around the lake. We can feed the ducks again."
I thought, "Well she is not in the mood to get laid. I said, "I have a better idea. Let's take a four-wheeler ride. I would like to take you up on the highest hill on the new place."
She smiled and said, "Great. Are boots and jeans in order?"
I replied, "That would be best and I want to change the linens in the pool house before we go. Larry and Linda will want to sleep there tonight."
Caroline giggled. She smiled as she looked at me. She said, "I know about the camera. Linda told me. You want them where we can watch them together if we decide to."
I chuckled and asked, "Do you think we might want to?"
She grinned but didn't answer. She stood and said, "Come on, I'll help you make their bed."
We cleaned up the bathroom too and moved Caroline's things up to the blue room in the main house. I had modified the blue room just for occasions like this. I had put a self-contained A/C unit in the window. I turned it on and dialed in the high setting. I closed the regular vents and isolated the one room from the rest of the house. It would be cold in here when we returned.
We went downstairs and I left a note for Linda. I told her where we were in case they beat us home.
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The approach to our destination was relatively easy until the last hundred yards or so. The road had been clearly shown on my map and we had found it easily. It was an old jeep trail similar to the one that led down the bluff into the river bottom. As it turned out, even the worst of it was not as bad as it looked.
I locked the machine into four-wheel drive and shifted into granny low. I told Caroline to hold on and the little machine crawled up that last steep incline in less than minute. There was no pain and no real strain but it was clear that we couldn't bring the horses here.
At the top, there was exposed caprock. The flat spot on top was larger in area than the top of the hill we called, "High Point," on the old place. It probably extended forty yards in one direction and it was about half that in width. There was absolutely no shade. We wouldn't be able to stay up here on a hot day.
We spread our blanket and I popped a couple cold cokes from our small ice chest. We sat and glassed the country below. I wasn't familiar with the area enough to know how much of it I owned but I knew that it was only a small portion of what I could see.
I pointed out the hill we called, "High Point." It must have been more than a mile away but it didn't seem that far. Its peak just touched the horizon beyond. If memory served, that meant that it and the caprock that we were sitting on were at the same height. I thought, "They had to have been part of the same geological feature a few million years ago."
Caroline brought my attention back to her. She said, "I found some writing here."
My heart skipped a beat. I pictured petroglyphs chiseled into the stone by native people a thousand years before white men came here. I leaned over to see where she was pointing. The writing was only scratched into the rock. It said, "Prairie Valley HS class of 87." I laughed to myself and my heart settled down.
Caroline took the field glasses and stood to look around. I watched her. She turned to look in all directions. She would bring the binoculars up and focus them when she saw something of interest. She was looking for deer but I knew that she didn't expect to see any this time of day. She is a huntress.
At length, she said, "I can see your house over there." She pointed a bit south of west.
I could clearly see the house, the pool house, the barn and our little lake beyond. I said, "That's neat. You know, I got laid in that smallest building last night.""
She giggled and asked, "Didn't you know that you could see your house from here."
I answered, "No I didn't. I've never been up here before. It stands to reason though. I can see this hill from the house."
She grinned and pulled me back down on the blanket. She said, "Then Linda has never been here, has she?" She paused and then asked, "Why didn't we have sex this morning?"
I replied, "I intended to take you back to bed after breakfast but you weren't in the mood. You were worried about Larry's feelings."
She guided me to my back and sat on my knees with her knees planted on either side of me. She said, "I'm in the mood now." She began undoing my belt buckle. She said, "A really nice blowjob would be the first sex on this mountain." She paused and then said, "The first that we know of anyway. This can be our place." She had the monster's attention. He was moving and growing in her hand as she stroked him." She bent forward, kissed him and then licked the sensitive underside of the tip. She was aware of what that would do for me.
I said, "I might want more than that."
She giggled and said, "Maybe. We'll see."
The monster was as hard as the rock that was under our blanket. She continued to stroke him slowly as she engulfed his head in her mouth and bathed him lavishly with her tongue. I thought, "Damn she is good." I held her head in place and began to fuck her slowly. Her East Texas giggles escaped from around my cock.
I had been here with her before. She takes great pleasure in doing this. Cock sucking is normally only foreplay for me but I thought, "Who am I to stand in the way of her pleasure. The monster and I both began to appreciate her efforts to a greater extent. I fucked her with just a bit more enthusiasm. I could feel myself moving closer to the edge. I fucked her deeper. She buried her face in my pubic hair and let the monster invade the depths of her throat.
I could have allowed this to be over in a minute or two but I realized how much I was enjoying her. I kept myself in check and let her continue her antics. She sucked and caressed the monster with her tongue when he was in her mouth and allowed him to slide down her throat when I pushed.
I realized that I did want more of her. I continued to fuck her slowly but I said, "I need to get you out of your jeans."
She rose up to look into my eyes. She continued to stroke me slowly. She said, "No, Luke. Let me do this. We are in a special place and this is a special time. It is time for me to make you feel special. I need the taste of your cock in my mouth. Cum for me." She sucked me back into her mouth and swirled her tongue around the monsters head.
I decided to follow her instructions and I didn't make her work much harder or longer for it. A moment later and with my first spasm, I shoved my cock down her throat with more force than I intended. It was a surprise to her but she handled it well. She accepted my initial thrust and then those that followed with each spasm thereafter. My orgasm overwhelmed me. I emptied myself and finished by pushing my still hard cock inside her as far as I could and holding him there. A few seconds later, I realized that she was holding her breath in her efforts to accommodate me.
I released my hold on her and pulled away from her. I tugged on her and helped her to come to rest on my chest. She lay there and gasped for air for half a minute or so. She recovered quickly.
She tried to stifle a giggle and then whispered in my ear, "I'm really good at that, aren't I?"
I decided to feed her ego. I replied, "That wasn't my first blowjob but it might well have been the best." I added, "This will always be a special place for us." I wanted to kiss her and decided to risk it. I didn't expect to find cum in her mouth and I didn't.
She said, "If we have to be back at the house by noon, we had better head that way."
I looked at my watch. It was 11:20. I said, "Damn girl, time flies when you are having fun."
She giggled and I put my pecker back in my pants. We packed up, made our way slowly down the hill, and then back to the house at a higher rate of speed. We made the trip quicker than our outbound journey earlier. We got back to the house with time to spare but Linda and Larry were already there.
My heart fluttered at the thought of being with Linda. She came out of the house with Larry as I parked next to Larry's fancy car. She wasn't the overdressed sophisticated woman of the world that Larry had left with the day before. He had brought the Linda I was used to hanging around with back. She was wearing tight white shorts with a yellow top tied at her midriff. Her flat tummy was on display and her golden ponytail bounced as she ran to me.
She jumped into my arms and allowed me to hold her and kiss her just for one sweet moment. We didn't want to put on too much of a show in front of our guests. It was enough for both of us to know that we were glad to see each other. Larry was holding Caroline completely off the ground and their hello kiss lasted much longer.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Under my breath, I asked, "Did you have fun?"

Linda spoke softly when she smiled up at me and answered, "Yes, I am enjoying my time with him and he has loosened up quite a bit. He has become seriously aggressive with me. You know how I like that." She kissed my cheek and whispered, "Thank you for letting me play with him."
We all went inside together. I said, "It has to be five o'clock somewhere. Let's all have a drink."
Linda said, "I'll open a bottle of wine for Caroline and me."
Larry said, "I wouldn't turn down a taste of your Crown, Luke. Put just a drop of water in it, please."
I went into the den and poured a healthy double whiskey for Larry and me. I diluted his with a splash of water as he had asked, and dropped two cubes of ice in each glass. When I returned to the kitchen, the three of them were sitting at the island. Linda was pouring wine for the girls. I handed Larry's drink to him.
There was only one place left for me to sit. It was next to Caroline. Larry was sitting between the girls and there was no stool on the far side of my wife. I thought, "Well, the swap is not over." I knew it wasn't. None of us wanted it to be.
Linda asked, "Did you enjoy the cabin, Caroline?"
Caroline looked at me and grinned but then she answered the question truthfully. She said, "Well actually, we didn't make it that far. We stayed here last night."
Linda laughed aloud and Larry did too. She said, "I told Larry that Luke would have you in bed before we were a mile down the road."
I said, "We decided that it would be a waste of our time together if we spent so much of it driving."
Larry said, "I understand. We wasted a lot of our time dining and dancing. I won't let that happen again."
Linda giggled and kissed his hand that she had been holding. She said, "I enjoyed it. It was special to me. The next time maybe all four of us can get dressed up and go out together."
I said, "There is going to be a next time then?"
Linda replied, "I hope so."
Larry said, "I hope there are a lot of next times, Luke. This is going to be good for us." He paused and then said, "All of us." Then he had the audacity to lean over and kiss my date's cheek.
I laughed to myself. He was thanking Caroline for making this happen. Then I wondered, "How aggressive is he with my wife." I let that thought go. I remembered how I had force fucked his Caroline at the carriage house and Linda had said that she liked his aggressiveness. I decided not to think about it anymore.
I asked, "Is the fish fry at the river still on?"
The girls both voted yes enthusiastically. Larry looked at me and smiled as he shrugged his shoulders.
I said, "Okay then. You girls get the food ready. Larry and I can ride over there and drag some driftwood up so we can have a bonfire.
Linda decided that we could cook over a campfire so we wouldn't have to carry gear like propane and a cooker with us. A frying pan and a small boiler would be all we needed.
Larry and I took a small cooler with us and drove two of the four-wheelers to the river bottom. There wasn't any livestock on the place so I left the gates open as we went. We found a nice place in a cottonwood grove that was near the river to have our picnic. We spent the next hour or so using the Hondas to drag dry driftwood logs into a pile just downwind of our picnic site. I also dug a small pit for a cooking fire and we supplied it with wood for fuel.
When the work was done, we opted for a break in the shade. We both drank enough water to quench our thirst and then we sat and had a drink of good whiskey together. I sensed some awkwardness in Larry. I asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"
He snuck a look at me and replied, "Not unless I have to."
I chuckled and said, "You will never have to but you always can if you want or need to." Then I added, "Linda has already told me that she was enjoying your company. That was all I cared to know."
He said, "Caroline has very strong desires where you are concerned, Luke. I can't help but be jealous when I think about the two of you being together. I try not to think about it." Then he said, "I don't have any problem not thinking about it when I am with Linda." He looked at me and said, "I'm a very selfish person, Luke."
I said, "Any of us can end this relationship any time we want. I'm not going to do that anytime in the near future, anyway. Linda isn't going to do it either and I would bet money that Caroline wants to go on with it." I paused and said, "That leaves it all up to you. Do you want it to stop?"
He thought for a moment and said, "I don't really have that option." He said, "Caroline wouldn't stand for it. She would still go to you when she could."
I said, "You aren't giving her or yourself enough credit. She loves you and she isn't looking for a broken marriage. She had a taste of what that was like while you were separated." I gave him a moment and then I said, "The other thing is, I wouldn't call her."
He looked at me and said, "Do you mean that?"
I answered without hesitation, "Absolutely. Caroline is very special to me and I enjoy being with her more than you know but there is no way I want to destroy her marriage. I'm not that selfish."
He looked squarely into my eyes. He said, "Truthfully, I have tried not to, Luke, but I find myself liking you." Then he asked me to make him another drink.
I asked, "What are you going to do?"
He said, "Nothing for now. I want to have a truth time with Caroline like the ones you and Linda have. Maybe we can decide together what is best for us." A moment passed and he said, "I opened this bag of worms by cheating. It's my fault and I carry quite some guilt for it. The truth is though, "I can't stand the thought of one sex partner for life." Then he said, "Caroline's eyes have been opened too. I know that she feels the same way."
I said, "Okay then. The plan for the rest of our weekend is to have fun."
He asked, "Are there any limits."
I knew his problem. This was his first foursome. He had never seen another man having sex with his wife. There is a chance that could happen tonight. He didn't know if he could handle it. I answered, "There are no limits as far as I am concerned. If you see something that you don't want to see, you need to turn away. Otherwise, you need to set some limits. If there is something that you don't want to happen, say so. The rest of us will honor your wishes."
He said, "I'm not going to set any limits. Maybe we should ask the girls."
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Half an hour later, we drove up to the house. There was no sign of the women. Larry looked at me and asked the question with his eyes.
I said, "They don't know we are here. We snuck-up on them by accident. The ATVs are quiet and we didn't come through the main gate so the gate chimes didn't go off."
I kicked my dirty boots off and left them outside the kitchen door. Larry followed suit. We went into the kitchen. They weren't there. A stuffed picnic basket and the utensils we would need were sitting on the counter. I opened the patio door to check the pool. I heard a giggle from the pool house. It was an East Texas giggle. It was from Caroline.
I quietly closed the door. I said to Larry, "They are in the pool house. Come with me."
I took Larry into my den and offered him a drink. He declined, saying that he already had a slight buzz going. I had him seat himself on the couch and I sat in my chair. I turned on the television set and tuned it to the security channel.
I said, "Watch, Larry. Remember what I said. If you see something, you don't want to see, turn away. I keyed in the security code. The picture on the tube cleared. The girls were naked together on the bed. They were holding each other and their legs were entwined. I could see Caroline's hand on Linda's boob. They were kissing and dry fucking each other. I turned up the volume so that we could hear the sweet love sounds they were making. I looked at Larry. He didn't turn away but there was a look of astonishment on his face.
As we watched, Caroline rolled on top of Linda and assumed the position of superiority. Linda's knees rose and spread farther apart. Caroline's body snuggled deep into the vee that Linda's thighs formed. They broke their kiss and Caroline's upper body rose. I watched Linda's eyes flutter open and focus on Caroline's face.
Caroline stuck a finger in Linda's mouth and whispered, "Make this wet." I could barely hear her. I increased the volume some more. Caroline move down a bit and sucked a nipple into her mouth. Linda closed her eyes and sucked on the finger in her mouth. Caroline then moved her hand down and between them. From the camera's perspective, I couldn't see it happen but I knew that the wet finger had searched out and found Linda's clit.
Linda made her purring sound and her pelvis began to roll and thrust gently. She was fucking Caroline's hand. Caroline changed nipples and Linda's own hand came up to massage the breast that Caroline had just left. Linda's moans filled the room. I had to turn the volume down a bit.
A minute or so later, Linda's eyes popped open and became very big. Her hips froze in place and I could see a pronounced shiver run through her whole body. Her breath came in ragged gasps for those few seconds.
I said, "Linda just had a mini orgasm."
Larry replied, "Yes. She does that easily, doesn't she?" Then he added, "She isn't far away from the big one. We must have missed some of their foreplay."
Larry was excited and he wasn't trying to hide that fact. At the same time, he seemed to feel comfortable with me for the first time. The afternoon that we had spent together and the alcohol he had consumed had helped with his disposition. I was glad.
I looked away from the screen for a few seconds. I saw Larry in a new light when I realized that, like me, he had personal experience with both of the beautiful women we were watching. Sometimes I pause mentally to take stock of the situations that I find myself in. I am amazed at how far Linda and I have come since we opened our marriage. I was sitting there with a virile younger man who had sex with my wife probably earlier that day and certainly the night before. She has told me that she enjoyed his company. I was perfectly comfortable with the younger man and the circumstances of our association. Hell, I had to admit, I liked the guy.
Linda's gasp and a heavy moan brought my attention back to the TV. The situation on-screen had changed somewhat. Caroline's face was now buried in Linda's honeypot. Linda's thighs had clamped her in place. Both of Linda's hands were on the back of Caroline's head drawing her in even tighter. Her enthusiastic thrusts into Caroline's face ceased as I watched.
Linda's back arched and she froze in place. She didn't scream. She couldn't. She was holding her breath. Her whole body quivered in place. Her pretty face was scrunched up into what might have been mistaken for a death mask. Her orgasm wrapped her in ecstasy and it lasted as long as any I had ever given her. I watched in awe until it was over. Linda collapsed onto the bed and became motionless. She expelled the air in her lungs and inhaled deeply once more but she didn't hold it. She held Caroline in place for at least another minute. I thought, "I've been there. I hope Caroline can breathe."
I thought, "Linda likes girls. I've seen Barb give her orgasms like that."
Larry said, "I hope Caroline can breathe."
I laughed to myself and thought, "Larry has been there too." We watched until Caroline was free. She rolled to her back and caught her breath in a moment or two.
Larry asked, "Should we go out there?"
I replied, "Linda is going to want to return the favor. We should stay here and watch Act 2, don't you think?"
Larry answered, "In a case like that, I do want that drink now. I need something to help calm myself."
I didn't comment on the bulge in his pants. I was contending with one of my own. I made us both a drink.
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Act 2 was underway by the time I got back to my chair. Caroline was in the same position as when I had last seen her. Linda had rolled to her side facing her lover and they were kissing. Caroline was massaging one of her own breasts and Linda was using a finger to trace small orbits around and over Caroline's clit. It was Caroline's turn to purr and coo.
Caroline's hips began to move in a rhythm that matched Linda's manipulations somewhat. Linda slipped a finger inside to make it wetter. Caroline flinched violently. I deduced that Linda had found her G-spot. Caroline moaned sweetly and Linda giggled. Both sounds had their effect on the monster and me. I'm sure they created more arousal in Larry too.
Things happened more quickly in Act 2 than in Act 1. Caroline was already excited. She wanted to cum. She hurried Linda along. Their foreplay went on for another minute or two but then Linda was on her knees between Caroline's spread thighs. Caroline reached up and held Linda's head between her hands. She guided Linda to her sweet spot. I watched Caroline's eyes. They rolled up in her head when Linda sucked her clit into her mouth.
Caroline lay still. A moment later, She spread herself wider and pulled Linda in deeper. It was the moment of surrender. The movement was exactly the same as when she is with me. Linda slipped at least one finger inside her. She had her first baby orgasm. That small jolt of electric pleasure moved through her body. She said, "M-m-m-m," and began to grind her pussy into Linda's face. She had two more small ones in as many minutes.
Larry said, "Here comes the biggy."
Less than a minute later, her biggy bubbled up out of her. It took her and consumed her. She lost control and began to thrash about moving from side to side and up and down at the same time. She wallowed in the pleasure that Linda lavished on her. Linda held on and went for the ride.
It was over. They were both out of breath. They cuddled together face to face and entwined their legs. They dry fucked each other slowly as they caught their breath and calmed down.
Larry chuckled and said, "That's what they were doing when we got here. Are they starting over?"
I laughed and said, "Finish your drink." I said, "We need to give them another minute or two." We watched. At length, the girls separated and lay beside each other on their backs. We enjoyed their full frontal nudity through the magic of the camera. One was as pretty as the other.
Caroline said, "I think we made enough heat to set the smoke alarm off. There is a little red light burning on it."
Linda looked at the camera and smiled. She said, "That's the camera that I told you about." Then she added, "We've been busted. The boys are watching us."
Caroline grinned and asked, "Can they hear us?"
Linda said, "Yes."
Caroline smiled and pointed her finger at the camera. She made the, "come here," gesture and said, "Come to the pool house, Luke. I need you."
Linda said, "You come with him, Larry. I need you too." Then she giggled and added, "Doggy style."
I said, "They aren't bashful when they are turned on."
He replied, "I'm finished with my drink."
I decided to test him just a bit. I said, "I'm going out there to fuck your wife. Follow me if you want to watch." He was never more than two steps behind me all the way. The boy was holding up better than I thought he would.
I unbuttoned my shirt along the way and was in the act of taking it off when I entered the bedroom. The girls were spooned together. Linda was in front and they were facing me. It was hard for me to discern which smile was prettier and which was more inviting. I wanted them both. I think I wanted Linda more. The four of us were so excited that I knew this romp couldn't be anything more than a couple of quickies. I shed the rest of my clothing and went to Caroline. She was the one who had invited me here. The swap wasn't over.
I separated her from my wife and lay down beside her. She rolled into my arms. I held her close and kissed her. She tasted like strawberry flavored pussy juice. I wasn't offended. I've had Linda's juices in my mouth a thousand times before.
She wrapped one of her legs around me and whispered, "I need to be on top." I helped her get there. She enlightened me, saying. "There isn't going to be any foreplay." She held my rigid cock upright in one hand and moaned sweetly as she engulfed him in her hot wet pussy.
She said, "M-m-m-m." Her Kegel muscles came into continuous play. She was massaging and loving the monster. Her moans illustrated her pleasure. She whispered in my ear, "Girls are great but boys are better." She began to fuck me with a slow grind.
I felt movement in the bed that Caroline and I hadn't generated. I looked over at Linda and Larry. I watched him manipulate her into her favorite doggy position. She helped, of course. It was obvious that this was not the first time they had done this. Linda was on all fours and Larry was on his knees behind her. He was holding and brandishing a very hard cock in his hand. He smacked her bottom with it playfully several times.
He used his other hand to urge her head and shoulders down to the bed. She came to rest looking away from me. I watched him put just the head of his cock inside her and then hold her in place with a hand on each of her hips. The rest of his cock disappeared into my favorite pussy in the whole world. I didn't have a problem with that. That was the reason we had invited him here. He began to fuck her.
Linda moved. She raised her head off the pillow and turned to face me. She then lay there looking at me. She rocked in time with Larry's strokes. She would move toward the head of the bed a few inches on the downstroke and then return to her original place as he withdrew.
She spoke so softly that only I could hear. She said, "Oh Luke, I love you so much." She reached out and laid her hand on my shoulder. I saw one tear roll out of one of her beautiful green eyes. Then I watched those eyes glaze over as they closed. Larry continued to fuck her. The force of his thrusts continued to make her rock in place. I watched for another moment.
I recognized that she had slipped off into that private place where she goes when I doggy fuck her. She had once told me that no one but me had ever sent her there. I thought, "Her younger lover has some magic of his own." I turned my attention back to my younger lover.
She was fucking me with more fervor now. Her kegel muscles squeezed me and then released me. She ground her clit into my pubic bone. She was expressing the ardor that she felt for me and using my body for her own pleasure at the same time. She rose up into her cowgirl position and fucked me harder still. The room was too warm. Sweat began to bead on her upper lip. I counted the seven freckles on her nose. I held her hips in place and thrust hard up into her pussy. I felt it was my duty to overfill her slightly.
She gasped for air and flopped her body back down onto my chest. I wrapped her in my arms and crushed her against me. Her pretty titties flattened against me. I fucked her. We fucked each other.
I heard Linda say, "Harder, Larry. Fuck me harder."
I rolled Caroline over on her back and fucked her harder. She talked to me. She was trying to tell me she was cumming but she had lost her command of the English language. Her pussy clamped down on my cock as if she thought I was going to try to get away.
Linda screamed. That must have triggered Larry. His thrusts into Linda became violent. The look on his face told me he was pumping cum into her.
I forcefully took control of Caroline's writhing body. I held her in place and fucked her harder. I tried to hurt her. I knew she would enjoy that. My spasms were so powerful that they hurt me. I said one word to myself, "Extagony."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Mother Nature spoke to me. She said, "Make her pregnant, Luke."

At that moment, I wanted Caroline to be pregnant. I gave her everything she would need to grow a perfect little girl inside her body just for me. I emptied myself. I hoped she would understand that I wasn't just poking fun at her.
Caroline went to the peak of her climax and I held her there as long as I could. Her body quit thrashing about. She was just shaking under me. I released my hold on her and she purred as she wrapped her arms and legs around me. We came down slowly together.
When we were back on Earth, Caroline continued to hold me in place. I was still deep inside her and hard enough to move about some. Caroline cooed and returned the motion. She spoke quietly in my ear, "Boys are so much better."
I looked over at Linda. She and Larry were both spent and quiet. Linda had collapsed flat on her belly. Larry was lying on top of her. It appeared that his cock was still inside her. I knew from experience that she would want him to remain there until he lost his erection completely.
I looked at her pretty face. She smiled and silently mouthed her magic words, "I love you."
I smiled at her and winked. I looked at the clock. The total elapsed time since Larry and I parked by the back door was thirty-five minutes. This episode had been a nice little fun-fuck. I didn't know you could have that much fun in thirty-five minutes. I was most impressed by Larry's handling of the situation. I was pleased too by the way he had handled my wife. She had a smile on her face when she told me she loved me. It was Larry's job to put that smile on her face. I turned my attention back to his Sweet Caroline.
She released me and I moved to lie beside her. She cuddled close and rubbed her pussy against my thigh. Girls like to do that. I looked over at Linda. They had also moved into a position of comfort. Linda was rubbing her sweet pussy on Larry's thigh.
We all lay there together in recovery for the next half hour. Linda spoke first. She asked, "Are we still going to the river?"
Nobody answered her right away. Frankly, I didn't especially want to go. I would have been happy to fry some fish here and have a nice dinner. Then we could play with the girls in the hot tub and maybe the pool while we drank some whiskey. I thought getting a little alcohol glow and fucking one of them slowly for a long time before sleeping was a good plan of action. I was thinking about taking my Linda to our bedroom. I had a strong feeling that Larry was thinking along the same lines. He had reached over and kissed Caroline a few minutes earlier.
Caroline answered Linda's question first. She said, "I still want to go."
After that, there was no decision to be made. It was my job to keep the smile on Caroline's pretty face. We were going to the river. I said, "We only have a couple hours of daylight left. We need to get moving.
To Be Continued...

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Hall Pass Ch. 65 -- Down by the River

By: LewdLuke
We all lay there together in recovery for the next half hour. Linda spoke first. She asked, "Are we still going to the river?"
Nobody answered her right away. Frankly, I didn't especially want to go. I would have been happy to fry some fish here and have a nice dinner. Then we could play with the girls in the hot tub and maybe the pool while we drank some whiskey. I thought getting a little buzz and fucking one of them slowly for a long time before sleeping was a good plan of action. I was thinking about taking my Linda to our bedroom. I had a strong feeling that Larry was thinking along the same lines. He had reached over and kissed Caroline a few minutes earlier.
Caroline answered Linda's question first. She said, "I still want to go."
After that, there was no decision to be made. It was my job to keep the smile on Caroline's pretty face. We were going to the river. I said, "We only have a couple hours of daylight left. We need to get moving.
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It was still half an hour before dark when we rode into the river bottom. The site Larry and I had chosen for our cookout was only a minute's ride from where we came down off the bluff on the old jeep road. Caroline was mesmerized by the beauty of our surroundings in the last light of day. She was riding behind me. I could feel the excitement in her. I chuckled. I could also feel her firm titties pressing against my back.
I remembered a beautiful oil on canvas landscape painting I had seen once. It was by a man named R.D. Enright. I think it was called, "Quiet River." I had a chance to purchase the painting just after his death in 1983. I wished that I had bought it. The value of his work has appreciated significantly. That painting could have been a rendering of this place. It might have been. Mr. Enright was a resident Texan at the time of his passing.
We unloaded our gear. Caroline and I had come in on the bigger machine. We carried two ice chests. One had food the other drinks. We also had all the cooking utensils and an assortment of dishes and flatware. Linda had an aversion to plastic forks and paper plates. We never used them unless it was just too inconvenient not to.
Larry and Linda had carried four folding chairs, two heavy blankets, a Coleman lantern and a large tarp that we could use for a ground cloth if we encountered wet earth.
I moved our cooking pit a bit closer to the river. I reasoned that we wouldn't need the shade of the cottonwoods because we were here later than I thought we would be. We could also see the sky better from the open area. That would be important after dark. I got the cooking fire started so that the wood could burn down into coals.
Larry fixed drinks for him and me. We sat in the folding chairs, watched the fire burn, and took a few minutes to unwind. I sensed that he didn't want to talk so we just quietly enjoyed the evening.
The girls excused themselves and walked off down the riverbank together. They held hands as they went and their movements were light and energetic. From the distance and in the low light they looked as if they might be two high college girls looking for some solitude so that they could share their secrets.
There was no apparent awkwardness in their interactions. They were enjoying being together and sharing the end of a beautiful day in a beautiful place. It was obvious that they were friends. It wasn't so obvious that they had become lovers earlier in the day. I remembered the first instant that I had seen them naked together. The monster moved.
They were both beautiful but they didn't look anything alike after you got past their size and shape. They were both small but Caroline was a little taller and maybe a few pounds heavier. Linda was barely a shade over five feet tall and the last time she mentioned her weight she had claimed a hundred and seven pounds. I've never seen her over a hundred and ten. I nicknamed her, Tinker Bell. She looks like a cute blond pixie. Caroline's hair and eyes were darker. They certainly both looked good in boots and jeans.
I watched them hunker down close to the ground. They were probably examining animal tracks in the wet sand. I could see the country girl that was born and bred in Caroline. Linda is what we call a galvanized country girl. She was born and reared in town but it was a small town on the edge of the big city. She has been in the country for many years now.
I thought about which one of them I would want later. I chose Caroline after I thought about it. This would be our last night together for a while and I can have Linda anytime. It would probably work out like that naturally. I don't think any of us were ready for the swap to be over. Emotionally charged sparks were still flying between Caroline and me. I wondered if my thoughts were selfish.
Larry broke our silence. He asked, "Should I get the bonfire started?"
I replied, "That old dry wood will light easily and burn quickly. Let's not start it until after hard dark. Maybe it will last as long as we are here." He nodded. Since we were talking, I decided to ask while we were alone, "Were you surprised when you first saw the girls together?"
He looked up at me and laughed quietly. He answered, "I was astonished but I wasn't terribly surprised." He continued, "I had a notion that Linda might be bisexual. Everyone at the club knows of the relationship that the two of you have with Barb Porter. She is known to be a true Bi." He paused for a moment and then said, "There is another thing. I know that Caroline had at least one female lover before we were married. There might have been others." Then he asked, "Were you surprised?"
I answered, "I'm surprised that it didn't happen sooner." I elaborated, "Linda claims that she isn't bi but she does enjoy playing with the girls. She never had a homosexual experience before we opened our marriage. Since then, however, she winds up having sex with most of our female swing partners. I think bisexuality is far more common in women than it is in men." I opted not to mention the fact that Caroline had asked me how to approach Linda for sex. I did add, "They have known each other for almost a year and they became fast friends almost immediately after they met. I'm surprised that this didn't happen sooner.
He said, "I really got turned on watching them. I hope I get to watch them again sometime."
I changed the subject for a moment. I said, "Let's have another quick one before they come back. I refilled our glasses. I handed his drink to him and said, "I've got to say this. You are handling your first foursome situation much better than I thought you would. You seem to be handling it far better than I did my first time."
He replied, "I've had a long time to get used to the idea."
I said, "Still, the first time you physically see the woman you love with another man is at least a highly charged emotional experience. I experienced some raw jealousy and some serious anger my first time. I covered it up pretty well, I think but not as well as you have. Are you having those feelings?"
Larry looked at me sideways and asked, "Are you telling me that you had sex with my wife this afternoon in the pool house?" He paused and said, "I guess I missed it."
Of course, I knew he was bull shitting me. His face cracked into a grin and we laughed together.
He said, "Seriously, Luke, I'm not having too hard of a time with it. This is going to be good for us. You have convinced me that swinging has been good for you and Linda. It's going to be good for Caroline and me too. It's going to save our marriage. Really," he said, "Caroline and I have talked this out. To me, sharing her with you and Linda is a small price to pay for salvation. Especially after I fucked up the way I did."
I remained quiet and absorbed what he had said. I began to understand what was going on inside his mind. He had accepted the blame and responsibility for his misdeeds when he cheated on Caroline. He was also accepting the consequences. Of course, I understood too that his having access to Linda was making it easier for him. Linda enabled him to make the best of the situation. He was making lemons into lemonade, so to speak.
He said, "I want to come clean and tell you another truth."
I said, "I'm listening."
He made eye contact with me and said, "Linda completely occupies me, body and soul when we are together. She knows my feelings and misgivings. She helps me when the need arises. She is outwardly the most beautiful woman I have ever met. She is even more beautiful on the inside and that is a true rarity. I have wanted her since the first moment I saw her and I damn near fucked that up too. I was so rude to her at first. My mind wasn't right that evening. Caroline had just told me that she intended to have you as a lover.
I can't believe that we have found a way to share them with each other. I hope I am not dreaming." He paused and said, "This is all surreal to me. I can't believe it is really happening."
I said, "Here they come, Larry. Look at them. They are both special. We are indeed two very lucky men." We had to let it drop there.
Linda came to me, gave me a quickie kiss and whispered her magic words in my ear. Caroline touched base with her husband and then came to me. She said, "Come walk with me before we cook." We excused ourselves and she led me away. She held my arm in both of hers just as Linda does when we walk together.
Caroline asked, "Are you angry with me for seducing your pretty wife?"
I chuckled and replied, "You should be asking Larry that question. You told me you wanted to do it. I think it was a big surprise for him."
She said, "Linda took care of that for me. She said it excited him and turned him on. He said he wanted to watch if it ever happened again."
I asked, "Will it happen again?"
She giggled and replied, "Oh, hell yes. You wouldn't believe how she turned me on."
I said, "Still you need to talk with Larry about it and I mean before we go back to the house tonight."
She said, "I know. I will."
I said, "Okay, that's good." Then I asked, "What did you and Linda talk about?"
She giggled and held my arm a little tighter. She said, "We talked about things the four of us can do together." A moment later, she asked, "How do you feel about threesomes?"
I chuckled and asked, "What have you got in mind?"
She answered, "I asked Linda if I could take you home with me sometime. I told her that I wanted to have both you and Larry to myself for one night." She giggled and said, "I want to sleep in the middle."
I asked, "What did my young and vibrant wife say?"
Caroline said, "She said that I would have to ask you but she would give you a pass for that if you wanted it." She continued closer to my ear, in a whisper, "Then she told me that I couldn't handle both of you. She said that both of you would fuck me into oblivion." She giggled and whispered, "That's what I want to happen. I want to give myself to the two men I love at the same time." She said, "I didn't tell her that."
I asked, "When do you want to do this?"
She replied, "I don't know, as soon as I can make Larry comfortable with the idea."
I said, "I would like to sleep between you and Linda one night."
She giggled and said, "We can do that. We can also do Larry with two girls and Linda with both boys. We talked about all that too." Then she added, "Right now though, I want us to be one on one. Is that okay?"
I replied, "Yeah that dovetails with my plans nicely." We turned around and started walking back.
Caroline asked, "Do you want to sleep with Athena tonight. She is the sexiest bitch on the planet and she told me she wanted to fuck your brains out."
I laughed and then answered in a more serious tone, "I want to sleep with you, Caroline. You are the sexiest bitch on the planet as far as I am concerned."
She held my arm tighter and whispered, "That dovetails very well with my plans. I want you to love me like you did last night." She added, "You make my tummy tingle."
We were close to camp but it was dark enough that I didn't think we would be putting on a show. The stars were beginning to come out. I stopped and gathered Caroline's small body into my arms and kissed her. She purred and let me hold her against my chest for a moment afterward.
I heard a loud, "Whoosh," and there was suddenly light bright enough for me to see through my closed eyelids. Caroline flinched in my arms. I opened my eyes to see a fireball the size of a Volkswagen rising into the night sky. Larry had started the bonfire. He had no instruction in the use of my homemade fire starter. He had used far too much of it. I knew there would be no damage as long as he hadn't singed all the hair from his head. He had been successful. The wood was burning. I had to laugh.
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It took as long to cook as it takes to fry Crappie fillets and French fried potatoes. The girls had prepared everything else at home. The food came off very well. Everything was perfect. Linda opened a beer for me but it didn't taste good for some reason. I drank water with my food and then went back to whiskey.
The bonfire, having been so spectacular in the beginning, had settled down nicely. It provided all the light we needed and more. We didn't use the lantern we had brought. After we finished eating, I pulled Caroline to her feet and led her out to the flat sand closer to the fire. I danced with her while I hummed the Blue Danube Waltz in her ear.
There was sweet private history for us behind the dance and the music. Caroline remembered. She snuggled close and purred for me. I knew that the tingle in her belly had become more pronounced. I had a few butterflies myself. I wanted her. We danced.
Linda and Larry laughed at us at first but then they came out and danced as well.
As we danced, I thought about what was going on. I couldn't remember when I had crammed more sex into one weekend. Well, then I did remember. It was the last time I had a weekend with Caroline. Be that as it may, here I was dancing on a sandy riverbank with no music, a hard-on and butterflies fluttering in my stomach. I decided to take Caroline out into the dark and see what happened next.
I excused us from the others, saying, "We're going out away from the light so we can see the stars better. Linda giggled in acknowledgment. I tucked one of the blankets under my arm and walked Caroline fifty or sixty yards downstream along the sandy riverbank.
We laid down together, kissed and snuggled close. We actually did watch the sky for a few minutes. It was another clear night but this time the sliver of visible moon had waxed to a small degree. There was enough light for me to see the freckles on Caroline's nose. I licked them and then kissed the tip of her nose.
I rolled one of her nipples between my thumb and forefinger through the fabric of her top. I modified my voice to sound as if I were a teenaged boy. I said, "Hey pretty lady, what would a guy like me have to do to get in your pants?"
Her giggle turned into a soft laugh. She replied, "I've never met another guy quite like you, Luke. If you are asking how you can get in my pants, the first thing you need to do is unbuckle my belt." Then she asked, "Do you need some help?" She took my hand from her breast and moved it down her belly and over the mound of Venus. She stopped over her clit and squeezed. She moaned and squirmed nearer to me.
I had checked her jeans out earlier. They were Levi 501s. This style was originally a masculine cut. They have a relatively low waist and a button fly. The girls make them feminine by wet shrinking them. When the jeans are brand new, the girls put them on with no panties and then soak in a tub of hot water for thirty minutes or so. They then wear them until they are dry. The fabric shrinks to the point where it fits the girl's body like a coat of paint and sets permanently. The look they achieve is almost pornographic in my opinion. I love it.
Linda and Caroline both have the body shapes to look very good in jeans. The problem is, the jeans are hard to put on and even harder to peel off.
I didn't have any trouble with the belt buckle. I knew that I wouldn't. I let the two ends fall away from each other and then unbuttoned the top button that I found under the buckle. The three fly buttons that were next in line were easier. They were smaller. She slid her hand inside her pants and toyed with her clit. I wet my finger in my own mouth and asked, "May I help with that?" I eased her hand out of the way and began to manipulate her. She cooed and let me have my way. I kissed her. I let my middle finger slip into her wet channel and my thumb took his turn with her button.
She purred and began to fuck my hand gently. The strength of her arousal surprised me. She was very wet. Then I realized that the dance had turned her on. She was already more than ready to have life go on. She asked in a whisper, "Are you sure that you wouldn't like to hang out with Athena for a few minutes?" She has something special for you."
Athena is Caroline's alter ego. She could be described as a human sex machine from an earlier time in another life. In that life, Athena was the sexiest bitch on the planet. I have been with her. Her reputation was well deserved. I would want to be with her again sometime but not tonight.
I answered her question, "I want to be with the cute little country girl that I have fallen in love with. I will save my time with Athena for another night. I want to hold you and love you. I want to bathe you in pleasure." I continued, "You and I need to share this special time. We need to share these feelings while they are still new in us."
Her body shuddered as a light wave of pleasure moved through her. She moaned and moved to press herself tighter against my hand. I continued to manipulate her. The undulations of her little girl body fell into the rhythm of those manipulations. She was successful in enhancing her own pleasure. Her second mini jolted her with electric delight. She gasped for air and I could feel the beat of her heart in her chest.
She spoke softly in my ear. She said, "Don't stop. I'm going to cum for you. No one has helped me cum this way in such a very long time. Larry has not done it for me since before we were married. You make me feel like a kid again. I feel so special. You are so special.
I redoubled my efforts. I pushed her top up high enough to expose her pretty tits and sucked a nipple into my mouth. She squirmed and purred. She was telling me of the bliss she was enjoying. I felt her orgasm begin to bubble inside her. Her body was coming to a boil and I knew that she wasn't going to try to hold back. I could feel her heat in the hard little nub that my fingers were touching and teasing. In my mind's eye, I could see it as a single glowing coal hiding in the folds of flesh in the dark place between her legs. I continued to tantalize that sweet lump that had become the center of her being. She wanted to cum. She needed my help. I helped. Together we made it happen.
I felt her move. She spread her legs a bit, as she opened herself to me. My finger must have been a blur as I flicked it back and forth over her clit. I would pause and let the finger slide down and over her as if it were a small prick looking for her entrance. I would retrieve enough of her lubricating juices to ensure her comfort as we continued.
She whispered, "Oh, Luke." She stopped breathing. Her back arched and she froze in place. Her only movement was the slight shudder that moved through her. She remained in that state for ten on fifteen seconds. She was at the peak and I tried to help her stay there.
She caught her breath in a gasp and moaned as she let it out. I let her come down from her high but only slowly and one small step at a time. She placed one of her little hands over mine and held me tight against her clitoris. Her thighs came together to hold both of our hands in place. She cooed in contentment and rolled into my arms. She whispered my name, "Oh, Luke."