Adultery Wife Wants a Hall Pass by LewdLuke

[Ramesh_Rocky]

A moment later, she ground her button into my hand and held me there with hers. She sang softly in my ear, "Do that to me one more time... Once is never enough... with a man like yo-u-u."

I remembered those exact words. I had first heard them as part of the lyrics of a song from some time in the past. Caroline was picking up on one of my techniques. I thought of Karen Carpenter but somehow I knew that wasn't right. I realized how much I had enjoyed playing with Caroline in the last few minutes. I did it to her one more time.
The second time was better. We went slower and shared some sweet kisses along the way along with other indulgences. I took her very close to orgasm as a tease and then allowed her to back away. When she finally asked me to let it happen, I did. I felt no need to make her beg. She went deeper and it lasted longer. It was so good. It was good for her and it was unbelievable how much I enjoyed the experience. She did use a lot of energy and it took her longer to recover when it was over this time.
She did recover and I held her while she did it. I remembered her song. It was from the late 70s. It was by a husband and wife duo who called themselves, The Captain and Tennille. I also spent a moment thinking about what we had just done. Anne had reminded me how much the girls enjoyed a good finger fuck. I couldn't remember when I had last given Linda one. I thought, "Well, she has one coming in the near future."
Then Caroline was whispering again. She said, "I love you." A moment later, she asked, "Now, what may I do for you, Sir?"
I thought about the ramification of those words. She was offering me her body in any way that was possible. I knew that she would refuse me nothing. I thought of all the possibilities. I thought of all the ways we had done it in the past and then I thought about the things we hadn't experimented with as of yet. I made a decision.
I was completely honest with her. I answered her by saying, "I want to lie here and hold you. We can watch the sky and listen to the sounds of the night. Later I will want to take you back to the house and crawl in a warm bed in a cold room with you." I chuckled and continued, "We can see what happens then." We both knew what would happen. We could spend the time between now and then in anticipation. That would make it even better.
The sounds of the night did entertain us. The hoot of an owl that must have been in the cottonwoods behind us, brought a giggle out of Caroline. We remembered our experience with another owl at the cabin. He had been a voyeur. He enjoyed watching us fuck.
We settled in and listened to the gurgle of the river as it passed by. That was broken by the yelps of coyote pups. I'm sure they were in a den half a mile or more away. The sound carried so well on the still air that it sounded like they were much closer.
Caroline said, "They are calling for their mother. They want their supper."
I knew that she was right. The mother was probably lying on her belly and watching us from near-by cover. I was sure that her travels afield carried her far enough to encounter humans but she might never have seen one along this stretch of river. That was probably one of the reasons she was rearing her pups here. She had to be checking us out. She needed to assess our level of threat and decide whether she needed to move her pups to a new den. She would go home soon. Her pups were endangering themselves by making so much noise.
Caroline and I watched the sky too. The moon and the stars always put on a show when the sky is clear and the light pollution is low. City dwellers can go a lifetime without seeing the beauty of the night sky. Caroline's recent life in the city of Dallas had robbed her of this pleasure and it made her appreciate it more. We spent at least an hour snuggled together enjoying our surroundings as well as each other.
The coyote pups became quiet. I thought, "Mama must be at home with them."
The bonfire had burned down to almost nothing and then I saw it erupt in sparks and flare up into rich flame once again. Larry was kicking the log ends into the coal bed. The wood was old and dry. It burned as if it was soaked in kerosene. I knew that this was the fire's last gasp and it wouldn't last much longer.
I said, "We had better load our buggy while we still have some firelight. I'm sure that's what Linda and Larry are doing."
Caroline stood and buttoned up her jeans while I shook as much sand off the blanket as I could. I folded it and tucked it under my arm. We walked toward the fire at a leisurely pace. Before we walked into the light, I stopped and held Caroline. Larry and Linda had destroyed their night vision by looking into the fire. I knew that they wouldn't be able to see us. Caroline and I shared a sweet kiss before we joined them.
Larry noticed us first. He said, "I thought we were going to have to go out and find you." He continued, "Should we all have a drink and sit by the fire for a few minutes before we go?"
Caroline dropped my arm and went to him. Linda came skipping and giggling. She jumped into my arms and my heart skipped a beat. She felt so good to me. I held her and kissed her.
She whispered her magic words, "I love you."
Larry and Caroline were arranging the folding chairs so Linda and I made drinks. We sat, talked watched the sky and enjoyed each other's company. The fire burned down quickly as I thought it would. A medium-sized meteor flashed across the sky. It lasted several seconds and all of us saw it. I took it as an omen. It glowed green. The same green as Linda's eyes. It was a good omen.
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We arrived back at the house after eleven. I was a bit buzzed but everyone wanted to have one more drink, so I made mine weak. Bedtime came fifteen minutes later. There was no discussion about who would sleep with whom. Larry took Linda's hand, said goodnight and led her into the pool house. She looked back at me and smiled as she fingered her necklace but she followed him willingly.
I was holding Caroline. She giggled and asked, "Are we going to watch them."
I replied, "We can if you want but don't you think it's about time for us to have some private time in a warm bed."
She stood and said, "Come with me, Sir. If memory serves, I think I owe you one." She tugged me up from my seat, led me into the house and up the stairs. It was my turn to follow along willingly.
The blue room was cold. It had to be below sixty degrees. I had a passing thought about my next electric bill. I thought, "It's going to be very high." I didn't really give a shit. I helped Caroline out of her clothes and then she helped me out of mine. We had developed a ritual of getting naked together. It's something that both of us enjoy. This time it was extra special for me. I had to peel those tight jeans off her but then, I got to throw them into the corner. There was nothing under them but hot sweet girl flesh. That's what I wanted access to. The monster moved in her hands and began to swell. I leaned down and bit one cheek of her cute ass. I left teeth marks. They were slight and would disappear in a few minutes. She yelped and rubbed them vigorously.
I tucked her under the covers and then took a few seconds to light one candle before I crawled in beside her. She molded her body to mine. We shared the warmth of our bodies. That heat excited me. It was in direct contrast to the cold linen that was wrapped around us. I held her close and kissed her.
She whispered, "I love you, Luke."
I could feel the emotion flowing from her. It came to me and mixed with the feelings that I had for her. It was electric. It made me tingle. I told her I loved her. Our bed became warmer.
Another set of feelings rose up in me. I recognized it for the pure animal lust that it was. I let my hands roam over the smooth skin of her little girl body. I felt her hands on my shoulders and upper arms. She was feeling my muscles there. I flexed them and held her tighter. She cooed and snuggled closer to me.
I was thankful for the quickie we had shared in the pool house earlier. It had taken the edge off my need of her. It would allow me to love her slowly and for a long time. Without it, my lustful feelings would induce a borderline violent quickie. That kind of thing has its place but it wouldn't last nearly long enough tonight. We both wanted more than that. I kissed her and caressed her boobs.
She made a mewing sound and then let her tongue wrestle with mine. It was a small friendly match that we both enjoyed. Our kiss lasted a long time. At length, I moved to her breasts. I licked one nipple and teased the other with my fingers. I blew a puff of air on the first one and then sucked it into my mouth. I felt a shiver run through her. Both her nipples became stiff and erect. She giggled and used both her hands to hold me tighter against her chest.
I spent a little while more with that first boob and then moved to the other. She squirmed and cooed for me. I let my hand drift down her belly and on to her center. I found her entrance and slipped a finger just inside. I found the wetness that I knew would be there. She purred and thrust into my finger. She was asking for more penetration. I gave it to her.
I found the rough spot two inches inside on the top of her channel. I let my finger touch and then slide in past it and then back out. I repeated that a couple times. I paused when I was as deep as I could reach. My palm was resting on her pubic mound. I squeezed gently.
She gasped for air and drew my face closer and tighter against her breast. She became wetter in my hand. I drew some of her juices out of her and lubricated her clit. She gasped again. Her button was already hard. I massaged that little stiff nub. Less than a minute later, she had her first little one. She moaned as she accepted that small pleasure.
I changed titties again and continued with my massage therapy. A minute later, she had another one. As always, the second one was better. Her whole body became stiff as it happened. She said, "M-m-m-m-m." It lasted longer than the first one but then it passed. She relaxed beside me.
She whispered, "Help me cum, Luke. Let me have one big one and then we can go as slow and for as long as you want." She said, "Please, I need to cum."
I slipped under the covers. I licked and kissed my way down her body. I normally would have stopped at her belly button and played there for a minute or two. This time I didn't. I could feel her excitement. She was going to cum whether I helped her or not. I wanted to help her. I knew I could make it better for her. I slipped my finger back inside and took her clitoris into my mouth.
She groaned and said, "Yes... oh...God... yes." She wriggled and opened herself to me. Those were the familiar movements of surrender. She was about to cum, ready or not. She held me tight with her hands and then her thighs came together to lock me in place. She began to fuck my face with enthusiasm. She wasn't trying to hang on. She wanted it to happen. She let it happen.
I helped her all I could. My ears were covered and I couldn't hear her anymore. I couldn't breathe either. That didn't matter much. I knew what she needed and I knew how to give it to her. I helped her to the top of her high and held her there for a very long time. She had harder orgasms with me before but none that lasted any longer than this one.
I saw a newspaper headline in my mind. It said, "Local man drowns in lover's pussy juice." I wanted to laugh but I didn't. I wanted to breathe too but I couldn't.
The monster was hard enough to cut glass. I came to realize how much I wanted to fuck this pussy that was trying to suffocate me. I held on. I felt her body begin to relax. Her thrust into my face became less authoritative. She was finally coming down.
I escaped from her hold and rose up to my knees between her legs. I was breathing very hard and the cool air was so good. I hadn't even come close to passing out and I had plenty of strength left. I hooked an elbow under each of her knees. I spread her open and dragged her closer to me. I stuffed her full of hard cock in one powerful stroke. It was easy. She was very wet and so slippery.
I looked down into her pretty country girl's face. It was a picture of surprise. Her eyes were big and round and her mouth was gaping open. Her Kegel muscles were flexing, squeezing and holding me. The movements were involuntary. Her orgasm wasn't quite over yet. She hadn't come all the way down.
Both her arms reached up for me. She drew me down to kiss her. I released my hold on her knees and allowed them to fall away on either side of me. She spread them wider and opened herself completely. She moaned and began to fuck me. We kissed. She straightened her knees and then wrapped her legs around me. I fucked her slowly. She came down. Her orgasm was over.
She whispered, "Don't stop."
I continued to fuck her with slow easy strokes. She met my thrust.
She whispered, "I want it all, Luke."
On my next thrust, I forced my way completely inside her. She flinched. I had hurt her. I paused there for a second.
She said, "Don't stop." Then, she was singing in my ear, "Do that to me one more time...once is never enough...with a man like yo-u-u."
I knew that I wasn't going to refuse her and I knew that I wouldn't be able to maintain control through another one. I was very near the edge. I thought, "This is about to be over. I decided to make sure that she had one more and then take all the pleasure from her that I could.
I began to fuck her again in the same slow rhythm. She met my thrusts and made sure she was getting all of it. She was making love sounds that told me she was in a very happy place. I fucked her just a bit harder. She adjusted to my new rhythm. The rhythm of her heartbeat changed too. I could feel the excitement in her. Emotion boiled up from her soul. I thought, "We are about to go mystical."
Linda screamed. I didn't think that Caroline heard her but it caused me to move away from the edge. In my mind, I formed a picture of Larry fucking my wife doggy style. I forced my cock hard into his wife and then pushed them out of my head.
Caroline said, "I'm going to cum again. Cum with me, Luke. We can do it again later."
I chuckled and thought, "Well, that is exactly what I had in mind." I was thinking too much. I pushed everything out of my head and fucked her harder.
We shared our climax. It happened exactly as it was supposed to. The monster throbbed powerfully inside her. It was a wonderfully hard and violent thing. Her body writhed in ecstasy. It was the epitome of extagony and at the same time, we were wrapped in a cocoon made of love and emotion. We made it last and last and last. It was the most powerful," I love you fuck," that we had ever shared.
When it was over, I drew Caroline into my spoon and we lay there in the cool air. The bed had become very warm and the girl was hot. I was overheated. She was too but she wanted me to hold her close. I wanted to hold her. I held her and watched the candlelight flicker over her. She was so pretty. There was magic in the room and Athena wasn't even there. Still, I was a bit disappointed that we hadn't gone mystical. I wondered, "Was it Linda's scream that had kept it from happening?"
In time, we shed the extra heat and I drew the covers over us. I love a cold room.
Caroline said, "You are so good to me. I will need to do that again." She giggled softly and whispered, "I love you."
I responded by squeezing her and whispering, "I love you too."
She asked, "Did you hear Linda?"
I chuckled and said, "Yeah. She screams when everything is perfect for her. Larry must be doing something right."
Caroline giggled and turned over in my arms. She licked one of my nipples and puffed air over it. It stiffened and she giggled again. She drew a leg up and over me. She pressed her sweet and well-fucked pussy against me. She asked, "Can we turn the TV on and see what they are doing."
I thought that to be a good idea. I found the remote control in the nightstand beside the bed. I cranked up the equipment and brought the picture into focus on the bed. There was no one there. I thought they might be in the shower. I adjusted the camera to look down the short hallway. The door to the bathroom was open and there was no light from there. I turned the volume all the way up and there wasn't any sound either.
I slid out of bed and went to the window. I had to look over the A/C unit but I separated the blinds and I could see down into the pool area. They were in the hot tub. Linda had put her hair up and was trying to keep it dry. Caroline came to stand beside me. I moved out of the way so that she could look.
Caroline giggled and whispered, "I think they are bumping uglies."
I had to look again. Larry was sitting on a ledge facing us. Linda was facing him and sitting in his lap. She was straddling him. She could have had his cock in her but I wondered if he could get it up this soon after the scream we heard. Then I remembered who his partner was. Linda could make a dead man's cock get hard.
Linda leaned into him and they kissed. Movement in her hips made the situation plain. She was fucking him. It was a soft and gentle act with no urgency. I thought, "They are loving each other." The situation should have made me jealous. It didn't. It had an entirely different effect on me. The monster stirred and began to grow.
Caroline said, "Can we go down there and be with them?"
I chuckled and replied, "We shouldn't. We would be intruding. Let's allow them this time alone together."
I tried to tug her away from the window and back to the bed. She resisted. She said, "I want to watch."
I said, "There is nothing to watch. I have been where Larry is. Linda is in complete control. She can make that go on for a long time. We might hear her scream again but it's going to be at least an hour from now and probably longer." I paused and said, "I want you back in our warm bed. I'm not finished with you." I gathered her into my arms and kissed her. I allowed her to feel my now hard cock press into her belly. I know that surprised her. Hell, it surprised me.
She cooed and said, "Oh, Luke." She melted against me and a moment later, she displayed her bashful country girl persona. She let me lead her back to our bed. I watched her move in the candlelight. She smiled. She radiated love and the promise of the sweet sex that would come from it. Linda would have nothing over her in their power over dead men. Her country giggles drifted on the cool air. The monster was rigid and at full attention.
We lay together and I pulled the covers over us. I turned the TV off. We cuddled and kissed. She found the monster and held him in one small hand. Her little fingers couldn't quite reach all the way around him. She stroked him slowly while she moved to be on top of me. She gained the proper position and then held him upright. She slowly enveloped him completely with her sweet pussy. She then lay on my chest and began a slow grinding motion that wasn't new for us. I counted the seven freckles on her cute nose and then kissed her.
She whispered, "I am so glad that you aren't through with me but I am in control." She began to mimic what I had said about Linda. She continued, "I will take you very near the edge and keep you there for a long time. If you hear me scream, it will be at least an hour from now but probably longer. She giggled. I gave her the control she wanted. I wanted this experience.
She became quiet and I felt her body relax as she lay on top of me. She fucked me slowly but deliberately. She varied her stroke on occasion and brought her Kegel muscles into play once in a while. She fucked me continuously with no intermission. I resolved to lie still and enjoy her efforts.

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I held her close and squeezed her now and again. I made her aware of the power in the muscles of my upper body that surrounded her. She needed to know that I was in possession of her even when she was in control. She enjoyed being held that way. She snuggled close, purred and fucked me. She kept me near the edge just as she had promised. The monster held up very well. I was proud of him. Her pussy was tight and slippery. It stayed that way with no real effort on my part.

She was enjoying herself too. I could feel the trickle of pleasure that she absorbed from each of her mini orgasms. I didn't try to keep count but there had to have been several. A shiver that ran down her spine and a ragged breath that she would hold for a few seconds marked each one. She continued to fuck me without a break. There was never any sign of fatigue on her part. She was going slowly. She wasn't using much energy. She was loving me. That was the best part.
There came a time when things began to change. Caroline began to increase the tempo. Her breath became labored and her heart thumped harder in her chest. Her kisses became more demanding. She was close to the edge. On top of all that, she was wearing my pecker out.
I didn't talk to her about it or ask her permission. I rolled her over to her back and took control. I fucked her hard and then a bit harder. I pounded her pussy and tried to hurt her. She screamed out for me. She talked to God and begged for his mercy. She came so hard. I went with her. I could feel the monster throbbing inside her with each spasm. She could feel it too. Her pussy was sucking me. She was being consumed by her own orgasm and at the same time doing everything she could to enhance my pleasure. She tried to buck under me and match my rhythm. There was no way she could keep up. She just wasn't strong enough. I forcefully held her down and fucked her until I couldn't fuck her anymore.
I collapsed on top of her and rolled to the side. She was exhausted and lying quietly beside me. I thought that I might have injured her. How could I explain that to Larry? The only sound was what we made trying to suck all of the oxygen out of the room. The hard work had only lasted a short time. We both recovered easily.
We cooled down and I pulled our covers over us. Caroline found enough energy to turn toward me and try to snuggle closer. She giggled softly and said, "Damn, Luke." She took a deep breath and then whispered, "Larry used to fuck me like that." I knew she was okay. I hadn't hurt her too badly.
She said, "I didn't hear Linda scream."
I replied, "I heard you scream. You were more vocal than usual."
She asked, "Was I?" Then she asked, "Do you have sex this good with Linda."
I answered truthfully. I said, "Linda and I have better sex with each other than we have had in years. Before we opened our marriage, we were bored with each other. We've always had sex but it had become routine and unimaginative. Swinging has reignited that spark of adventure that we had shared when we were young." Then I told her, "I believe that the sex that you and Larry share is going to be much better from now on."
She said, "That is already happening. I have been giving myself credit for his improvement. I thought that he was acting like a man again because I had been treating him like one." I think that Linda has been treating him like a man too. She is definitely having a good effect on him." I didn't respond.
She asked, "Why did he cheat?"
I knew the answer to the question but I had promised Larry that I would keep what he said on the subject confidential. I answered, "Because he was a damned fool." I didn't think that was a lie.
She said, "He cheated because he was bored with me. That was my fault. I won't ever let it happen again." I made no reply.
She paused and then changed the subject entirely. She giggled and used an old cowboy phrase, "I feel like I've been rode hard and put up wet. I need a shower." She said, "Give me a few minutes," and slipped out of bed. She went to the window before the bathroom. She said, "They aren't in the hot tub."
I watched her walk in the flickering light until she went out of my sight. She was especially pretty when she had just been rode hard and put up wet.
I found the remote control and turned on the TV and then the camera in the pool house. I focused on the bed. Their room was warmer than ours was. They were only partially covered. Linda was snuggled up close to Larry and he was holding her. Actually, they were holding each other. They were both sleeping soundly. I watched for a few minutes. Linda purred once and snuggled closer to Larry. I turned everything off and went to be with Caroline.
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Morning came. The light that filled the room said it was late morning. I snatched a look at the clock. It said, eight, thirty-eight. I was lying comfortably on my back and Caroline was nuzzled into the hollow of my shoulder. We were cuddled close, she had one leg over me, and the other stretched down alongside my legs. I was holding her.
I let one of my hands drift down her body. I felt around the curve of her bottom and then along her muscular thigh that was dbangd over my middle. I reached her bent knee and stopped there.
She cooed and shifted her face enough to kiss me on my jawline. She settled back into her original position and whispered, "No sex this morning. Just hold me this way until we have to get up."
That threw a kink into what I had planned. I asked, "What did you say?"
She giggled and kissed me again. She answered, "I would never tell you, no. However, we should abstain this morning. It's like you told me the last time. If I send you home limp and helpless, Linda won't let you play with me again. You need to save something for her." Then she added, "It is important that we don't fuck this situation up." She giggled again and snuggled closer to me. Then she said, "Hold me, Luke."
I squeezed her a bit tighter. She purred like a baby kitten. I said, "Holding you is one of my favorite things." I moment later I continued, "Sometimes I consent to the sex thing with you just so I can hold you afterward."
She giggled and asked, "Do other women believe crap like that."
I chuckled and replied, "Some of them do. Most women believe whatever they want to." Then I said, "What you need to believe is that I'm about to eat your pussy until you beg to be fucked. Then I'm going to fuck you until you beg me to stop."
She giggled and began to crawl on top of me. She whispered, "I have a better idea. Let's skip the cunnilingus and whatever other foreplay you have in mind." She planted her knees on either side of me and began to help the monster find his way inside her. She was as wet as a puddle in a country road after a hard rain.
She rose up into an upright position and began her slow cowgirl grind. The smile on her pretty face was enough to get me excited. Our covers slid down her back and gathered in a pile behind her. She used a slow short stroke and then she ground her clit into my pubic bone. Her tits bounced in the morning light and her blue eyes twinkled for me. I had a hand on each of her hips. She was using the powerful muscles in her fine ass and thighs to fuck me. She was so good at what she was doing.
She laid her pretty boobs on my chest and kissed me. She whispered, "If Linda jumps on me for sending you back to her limp and useless, I'm going to tell her that I tried to talk you into being reasonable but then you force fucked me." She said, "She will believe me. She knows how you are."
I replied, "You can tell Linda anything you want, just don't stop." I held her hips in my hands and began to return her thrusts. I used enough of the authority of my larger muscles to penetrate her to the limit of my length. I overfilled her slightly. She winced with the sweet minor pain that she loves so much. She took two giant steps toward the edge without saying, "May I?"
I was near the edge too. We stayed there together for a long time. We fucked each other slowly and rhythmically. I fell into a state of sweet euphoria and I knew that Caroline was right there with me. Time lost its meaning. We fucked each other.
Mother Nature whispered in my ear, "Make her pregnant, Luke." I felt her kiss my forehead and then my mind's eye saw her smile. It is so nice when Mother Nature smiles and that was the first time that she had ever kissed me."
Caroline took a deep breath and held it. She lost her rhythm for a few seconds and I felt a tremor in her soul as she experienced her first baby orgasm. She said, "M-m-m-m." She whispered, "I love you, Luke."
I rolled her over and took control. I kissed her deeply and fucked her with just a bit more force. She had another little one and then another. Time slowed even more. I could feel her big one but it was still deep inside her and it seemed so far far away.
She surrendered herself to me completely. Movement in her body came to an almost complete stop. I fucked her and used her for my own pleasure while I listened to her love sounds. She had another mini and I felt her big one rise nearer to the surface. I wanted her to cum for me. I fucked her a little harder.
Time went on, ever so slowly. I spoke softly but more than a whisper. I said, "I love you, Sweet Caroline." She boiled over with the heat of her big one. It bubbled out of her and encased us both in ecstasy. Our souls merged. I could feel her orgasm as if I was having it. I was Caroline. I had only done this with Linda before.
I was at the peak of climax. Luke fucked me hard to keep me there. I could feel his cock throbbing deep inside of me. He was cumming too. He was hurting me. It was so good. My Kegel muscles flexed involuntarily and then I made it happen on purpose. I tried to hold his cock inside me. I tried to squeeze hard enough to hurt him. It was too good. I wished that time would stop completely so that this could last forever. Of course, it didn't.
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It must have been the smell of coffee that woke me. I was back in my own body. Caroline was still asleep. We were spooned together and she was breathing easily. I was cold. I drew the covers up and over us. The movement was enough to wake her.
I peeked at the clock. It was a few minutes after eleven. Almost two and a half hours had passed since I woke up the first time. It seemed like our sexual escapade had lasted that long but we had slept at least long enough to calm down and cool off. I thought, "Time dilation is a wonderful thing."
I lay there and held Caroline. I whispered, "I have to get up or I'm going to wet on you."
She moaned and said, "Not yet, Luke. Hold me for one more little minute."
I tightened my hold on her and she purred in contentment. She snuggled closer as she does. I lay there and let the memory of our morning adventure come back to me. I remembered it as if were an almost forgotten dream. I knew it wasn't a dream. I wondered how Caroline would remember it or if she would remember it at all.
I looked at the clock again. I had given Caroline ten minutes instead of the one she had asked for. I had to get out of bed. I went to the bathroom and took a leak. I looked into the mirror and remembered Caroline's cowboy phrase from the night before. I thought, "Son, you look like you have been rode hard and put up wet. I splashed water in my face and ran my wet fingers through my wild assed hair. I had two day's growth of whiskers but I decided not to shave. Caroline liked me this way.
I turned the water on in the shower so that it would get hot while I brushed my teeth. Caroline came in and sat on the pot. I didn't watch but I couldn't help hearing her tinkle. I thought, "I wish she hadn't done that." There are things girls do in the bathroom that I don't want to know about. I was forty years old before I knew for sure that Linda ever had to potty.
I knew Caroline was going to give herself a douche too. I knew it was necessary because she was about to go home with her husband. She had to be sparkly clean but I certainly didn't want to see how it happens. I stepped into the shower and closed the door. I knew that I was being silly over natural bodily functions. I couldn't help it. I like to keep my special ladies on a high pedestal in my mind. It's hard to think of them as goddesses when I'm forced to see that they are only human.
I rubbed shampoo into my hair and lathered my body. Caroline joined me. I put shampoo in her hair and spent an extra minute making her body slippery and wet with soap and water. My earlier misgivings about our bathroom episode evaporated from my thoughts. She had morphed into a wet and slippery sex toy that I wanted to play with. We laughed and enjoyed bathing each other.
After we rinsed, Caroline pushed me against the wall and leaned on me. She said, "Hold me."
I held her and she buried her face in my chest for a minute or so. She looked up at me and used a finger to wipe water out of her eyes. It could have been tears but I couldn't tell.
She said, "I had the weirdest dream earlier." She hesitated and continued, "It was a really nice dream about us."
I decided to let her continue to believe that it was a dream. I asked, "Do you want to talk about it?"
She answered, "Yes but not yet." She kissed me and said, "I'm starving and I'll bet Linda has breakfast for us."
We dried, dressed and went downstairs together. Linda did have breakfast almost ready. She was pulling a pan of biscuits out of the oven as we arrived. The island was set with a steaming bowl of scrambled eggs and a plate mounded up with fried ham steaks. Gravy for the biscuits and all the trimmings were there. Larry poured coffee for Caroline and me and Caroline kissed him before she sat beside him.
Linda was bright and sparkly. She looked as if she had slept well and her face lit up when she saw me. She came to me and I held her. She was wearing sweat pants and a plain white t-shirt that was far too big for her. It was one of mine. She looked so sexy. She always does. The monster moved. I thought, "Maybe I won't be totally limp and useless after our guests leave."
Caroline and Larry did have to leave soon after we finished eating. He had to return his big fancy car to the rental agency and they had to pick up their daughter from Caroline's parents. Caroline kissed Linda goodbye. The kiss was far more than a peck on the cheek. It was soulful, openmouthed and wet. It was a plain promise of things to come. I thought, "Sooner or later, they are going to want a weekend alone together." I laughed to myself. I thought, "I guess I can take Larry fishing."
Caroline came to me to say goodbye. I took her to the passenger's side of the car to collect my kiss. She allowed me to hold her for an extra few seconds. She looked up at me and whispered, "We went mystical again, didn't we? It wasn't a dream."
I just nodded once. I said, "We can talk about it when you are ready." I helped her seat herself in the car and closed the door. I kissed her again through the open window and said, "Goodbye."
Larry released Linda from his embrace and got into the car. He cranked it up as Linda bent and shared one last soft kiss with him. They backed out and turned around. Linda came to hold my arm as we waved and watched them drive away.
I pushed the button and watched the gate slide closed behind them. I looked down into Linda's eyes and said, "Well, I guess it's just you and me, Kid."
She replied, "Yeah, I'm so glad that it always ends up this way."
I said, "Me too," and then I asked, "What now, my love?"
She answered, "If you want to talk about it, we can get naked and crawl into our bed." She hesitated a moment and then said, "I had rather just walk around the lake and hang out together for a little while before we talk."
I said, "You get something to feed the ducks and I'll trade these slippers for some walking shoes. We went for our walk. We found the ducks easily enough. All four of them were together this time. Linda had brought almost half a loaf of bread to feed them. We sat together on a bench and made them come out of the water to get their treat.
Linda ran out of bread. The two hens cocked their heads and looked at Linda. They quacked loudly in a scolding manner admonishing her to bring more bread the next time. In a moment, the two drakes waddled up and moved between the hens and Linda. They quietly herded their girlfriends back into the water.
Linda said, "See, the girls make a lot of noise but they are always submissive in the end." She giggled and asked, "Do you think they trade partners from time to time?"
I laughed and said, "They all look just alike. They probably get mixed up and swap by accident."
Linda laughed but then became serious. She moved closer to me and said, "Hold me." I put my arm around her. She said, "Forgive me for being such a trollop this weekend."
I said, "You had more fun than you thought you should and now you are feeling guilty."
She said, "I had more fun than I thought I would but I'm not feeling guilt." She continued, "I'm a little scared, I think. I'm having the same emotional feelings with this guy that I had for Bobby Wilkinson."
I said, "We are having our truth time, aren't we?"
She nodded.
I continued, "Is that bad. You always enjoyed Bobby."
She said, "Bobby is six thousand miles away. I can go to Larry anytime that I have an afternoon to spare." She went on, "Do you see what I mean?"
I said, "I do see. You are afraid that the two of you will become too close. The two of you must have come a long way. I remember you telling me that you would never speak to the rude son of a bitch again."
She whimpered and said, "Don't tease me, Luke. You know things change in a girl's mind. Those feelings were in error and they seem so far in the past. He is not the man I thought he was then."
I asked, "Weren't you close to Big Ed?" That never seemed to be an insurmountable problem."
She said, "Ed was a friend and I enjoyed teasing him more than anything else. I don't have any desire to tease Larry, ever."
I said, "Think back. We had a conversation once about the way you wanted to give yourself to Ed. You said you wanted him to have your body and soul to use for his pleasure any way he wanted. Do you remember that?"
She answered, "Yes I remember but that was different. That was just for one weekend. I had hurt him with my teasing. I was ashamed of myself. I wanted to make it up to him. That is all that was. I just didn't want to lose a friend.
I knew what she was telling me. She had wanted to be in love with Bobby. It didn't happen because of the timing and the distance involved. She was afraid it would happen with Larry. I said, "I want us to have a long term relationship with Larry and Caroline both. I am certainly enjoying Caroline's company. I don't see it being a problem if you enjoy being with Larry a bit too much as long as we both always remember when to come home and where home is."
She said, "He was a little bit pushy about when we could have our next encounter. He seemed so anxious to be with me again. It was as if he was afraid to let me out of his sight. Truthfully, I would have liked to invite them back next weekend."
She paused and I was quiet. She said, "I told him that you and I were going to the mountains for a week or ten days. I said that we slip off together by ourselves a couple times a year and that is time just for us. I told him about our plans to go to the rodeo in Wyoming the first week in July and that I didn't see any way to have another weekend with them until we got back."
I said, "Okay, anything you say, Sweetheart. Maybe we should talk to Kay about it. She is always helpful."
She said, "I do want to talk to Kay." Then she looked into my eyes and added, "I won't ever forget where home is. Home is where you are, Luke. I will always Love you." A moment later, she asked, "You do know that, don't you?"

[Ramesh_Rocky]

I answered, "Yes I do and that makes everything else okay."

Those magic words seemed to let her off the hook in her own mind. I watched her body relax and she smiled. Her aura of apprehension and anxiety melted away. She became my Linda in an instant. She became soft and warm. She kissed me and I helped her do it.
She said, "Take me home and let's spend the rest of the day in our bed. Caroline apologized for returning you to me in a state of limp uselessness but we can nap and maybe later, I will let you take me to dinner at that fancy German place in Muenster that you like so much."
I thought, "Jager Schnitzel and Bratwurst." She stood and tugged me out of my seat. I held her and looked into the prettiest green eyes anywhere. I said, "I love you more than anything."
She laid her head on my chest and whispered, "I know. I read my necklace several times this weekend."
I kissed her gently and then spun her around and started her on her way to the house. The way she was dressed grabbed my attention. Her summer sweat pants were slightly loose and baggy on her. The way they hung on her accented her small waist and cute bottom. The light cotton fabric seemed to dance around her shapely legs as she walked. Her t-shirt was far too big. It barely stayed on her shoulders and I could almost see through it. I snapped my wrist and let my fingertips pop her on the butt just before she moved out of range. I might have hit her a little harder than I had intended.
She yelped and rubbed the point of contact. She said, "Don't do that, Luke. It hurt and you will bruise me."
I replied, "You belong to me. I can bruise you if I want to. I just don't want anyone else marking you up." I continued, "And I know that you like for me to hurt you a little bit once in a while."
She came back to me and took one of my arms in both of hers. She giggled and said, "Yes, you can and Yes, I do. It reminds me of who you are, who I am and how we fit together." She held my arm tightly and we walked on.
She was totally at ease. In her mind, I had just reclaimed her. She was bull shitting me about taking a nap. She knows that I always save something for her. She was throwing out a challenge with her limp and helpless remark. She was trying to make me feel like I had something to prove. I love her little games.
I thought, "She is going to try to fuck my eyes out sometime in the next half an hour." I spent a few minutes walking quietly with her and trying to decide how much resistance I should put up before I let it happen. I gave the problem serious thought and due consideration. In the end, I concluded that no resistance at all would be the appropriate course of action. I laughed to myself. I thought, "I'm going to let myself love Caroline but it will never be the way that I love this one."
To be continued...

[Ramesh_Rocky]

Hall Pass -- 66 -- You tell me

By: Linda
Hello again, everyone,
I asked Luke this time, to permit me to write one more episode. He said that it would best fit into the timeline here. He will continue his narrative in the next chapter.
This story has to be told. It is an account of the experience that affected me emotionally the most of all our adventures. I think it might have the same effect on some of you.
Please forgive my use of strong language. I know that some of you will think of me as an unabashed slut, but this is what happened. I hope you will enjoy my story anyway.
Linda
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My mind has been in turmoil. I hoped to get some help today.
I walked with Luke to his truck and kissed him goodbye. It was the first Monday, after returning from our short vacation in the Rocky Mountains. It was a workday for Luke. I sipped my coffee and watched him until he passed through the front gate and drove out of sight.
I had found a few minutes of privacy the day before and I had called Kay Linden, on the phone. Kay is a psychiatrist. She is the mother of a close friend and she has befriended Luke and me. She is elderly and retired. She closed her practice several years ago, but she has taken an interest in the lifestyle that Luke and I follow. She has made a study of our relationship. We consider her family. She dates my Uncle Gus, off and on. We call her Aunt Kay.
I promised her breakfast if she would give me some of her time this morning. I let her know that I had a problem. She had said that she would be here at nine. I had about forty-five minutes. I made ham and eggs with all the trimmings for us and timed it to be fresh on the table upon her arrival. She arrived right on time. She always does.
I forced myself to smile and hug her when I helped her from her car. I wanted to burst into tears and spill my guts to her, but I managed to stifle those feelings. After breakfast, would be soon enough. Luke says that I always procrastinate.
I used the time, while we ate to calm and prepare myself. Kay's presence always has a soothing effect on me. Mentally she is so strong and so stable. She has helped me over other humps. I hoped she could help me now. We indulged in pleasant but meaningless chatter as we ate.
When we finished, she allowed her demeanor to become serious. She looked at me and asked, "What is the problem, Sweetheart?"
Tears welled up in my eyes and ran freely down my cheeks. I suppressed a sob and blurted, "I was bangd, Kay." I lost control. Heaving sobs overwhelmed me.
Kay rose and came around the table to me. She pulled me from my seat and held me tightly in her arms. I needed that. We stood there in the dining room, and she held me while I cried. Time passed and I began to quiet down.
She whispered in my ear, "You are not alone Linda. I was bangd when I was a girl." Then she gave me hope. She said, "My world didn't come to an end and yours won't either." I became very calm inside. I had been alone for these last days, but now, I was with a friend.
I continued to let Kay hold me. I spoke to her in an even voice. I said, "I have to talk about it. I haven't told anyone. Luke doesn't know. I want to tell him, but I don't know how." I broke down again. Between sobs, I said, "O God. How can I tell Luke? How can I tell him that I allowed myself to be taken this way?"
Kay said, "We will sort this out." She said that we would need a place where we could both be comfortable for a long time. She asked if we could use Luke's office. That is where she has her private conversations with Luke. It is set up well. The furniture includes a comfortable chair and a couch. She retrieved her notepad and a pen before I took her there.
She had me lie on Luke's couch. I had a problem. Luke and I have made love on that couch. The only time he ever spanked me, he was sitting on that couch with me across his lap. I realized there was no place in the house where I didn't have some history with Luke. I lay down and tried to make myself comfortable. I imagined that I could feel the warmth of his body on his couch.
The first thing Kay said was, "Tell me what happened."
I answered her. I said, "A complete stranger took my arm, led me out into the dark, held me down and used me for sex against my will." I felt tears forming in my eyes again.
There was quiet in the room for a whole minute. Kay said. "That's not what I need, Linda. I want you to take all the time you need to tell me everything. I want to know how this happened. I mean the complete unadulterated truth just like this was a truth time with Luke. I need to know everything this man did to you and every emotion you felt. I want you to make me feel like I was there."
I remained quiet as she paused. She said, "I can help you through this. That is what I trained for, but you will have to do your part. We have to talk about this. I want you to tell me the story in detail and then you must answer my questions truthfully. I want you to make me feel like I was watching when this thing happened. Use ugly words if you must, but give me an accurate accounting of what happened." She became quiet.
I took a couple of minutes to organize my thoughts before I began my narrative. I promised myself to give her the truth she was asking for. I thought that talking would help me let Kay help.
I said, "Okay Kay. This is what happened. Luke and I took a short vacation in the Rockies. We decided to spend our last two days before we started home in Cody, Wyoming. It was the Fourth of July and rodeo time. The world's biggest outdoor rodeo is held in Cody. The last night we were there after the rodeo was over, we went to a concert that featured a popular western rock star named Eddie Rabbitt. The concert was held in a cow pasture on the outskirts of town."
I continued, "The music was good and Luke and I sat in the grass enjoying one another. There was a hastily constructed plywood combination band shell and stage set in front of a large wooden dance floor. The floor was built about ten inches above the ground. Of course, this was all outdoors under the night sky. There were only a few footlights in front of the stage and some bare light bulbs scattered around the concession area. There was a twenty-foot tower made from construction scaffolding that supported a platform for a spotlight. The spotlight was trained on the stage. Away from the artificial lighting, it gets very dark in Wyoming."
"There were several hundred people in the crowd," I said. "People were dancing and drinking and having a good time. I excused myself to go to the Port-a-Potty and told Luke that I would get us a beer. The potties were in a line along the perimeter of the property and at the edge of darkness. I had to walk around the dance floor to get to them."
I continued, "Suddenly a man on the dance floor took my hand and pulled me up the one step to stand beside him."
He said, "You are the most beautiful girl here. Please dance with me."
"I looked up into the dark eyes of a most handsome, square-jawed young man. He was over six feet tall and several years my junior. He definitely had the cowboy look with boots and a large silver belt buckle that said 1st place on it. There was some other writing but I couldn't read it. His wide-brimmed cowboy hat had to be a high end Stetson. Faded, but freshly pressed Levi jeans and a long sleeved western shirt rounded out his ensemble. He was neat, well groomed, and powerfully built."
I thought, "What the hell? I've danced with strangers before and this beautiful young man seems so very nice." I giggled and said, "Okay, but only one dance. My husband is waiting for me."
"He twirled me all the way around once then wrapped his arms around me. He guided me across the floor in time with the slow dance music. The young man knew how to hold me. I was completely at ease in his arms. I felt his hard belt buckle as it pressed against my belly. A few seconds later, I felt something else that was becoming hard as it pressed against me. I pretended as if I hadn't noticed. The next time he drew me near him, he made sure that I felt it."
"I allowed him to hold me close," I continued. "He whispered sweet words in my ear and we danced. He became bolder. I felt his hand leave the small of my back and caress the swell of my ass. He traced the curve of it. I let him get away with that. Next, he fondled one of my breasts and nipped my ear with his teeth. The music stopped."
"We were in a dark spot. He bent and let his lips brush against mine. I thought of a similar experience that I had with a young man in Scotland the first time I danced with him. I had come to think of him as Lancelot. This young cowboy could be my Lone Ranger."
"I backed a step away from him and said, "You dance wonderfully, but my husband is waiting. I have to go." He was still holding my hand."
"He displayed his beautiful smile for me and said, "Come with me, girl." He stepped off the floor onto the ground and took me with him. I was a little off balance and stumbled along behind him. He led me around the side of the stage into the hard dark. I thought he just wanted a real kiss before he let me go. That was okay. He was so beautiful. I wanted him to hold me and kiss me."
"We stopped in the dark under the starry sky. He held me very close and kissed me. It was a sweet kiss, but still forceful. I parted my lips for him and his tongue slipped into my mouth to play with mine. He held me and kissed me for a long time. He held my body close to his. This was a real man. I could feel the strength and the power he possessed. It felt so good. I began to drift mentally. I began to feel like I belonged in his arms. I felt myself return his kiss. I put my energy into it. Together we made it last much longer than it should have."
"I came to my senses and broke the kiss. I said, "I really do have to go."
"He had a hold on my wrist now. He started walking deeper into the darkness. He said, "Come with me. I stumbled along behind him for another twenty yards over the uneven ground. I realized that we were in the cow pasture parking area. There were vehicles parked haphazardly everywhere. I got a shot of adrenalin and felt butterflies in my stomach. I didn't like where this was going. I began to struggle and fight him."
"He stopped behind a pickup and lowered the tailgate. It was an old truck with a bed made with wooden planks. He picked me up bodily and sat me on the tailgate. My anxiety turned into real fear. I fought him harder. I pounded his face and chest with my fists and I tried to claw his eyes out. It was a futile fight. He was far too big and strong for me. I got out one scream that no one heard before he had one of his big hands over my nose and mouth. He pushed me onto my back on the wooden truck bed and held me there. I continued to struggle, but not for long. I couldn't breathe."
"He pushed my halter top up and caressed my naked breast. He bent, kissed one of them, and sucked the nipple into his mouth for a few seconds. I struggled and tried to hit and scratch him. He bent close to my ear and said. "If you will stop fighting me, I will let you breathe. I relaxed for a second and he removed his hand from my face. My breath came in deep pants. He placed his hand on my throat and continued to hold me down."
"Next, I felt him unbutton my shorts. I wasn't wearing a belt. He wet his finger in his mouth and slipped it inside my shorts to touch and caress my clit. I struggled and fought even harder. He squeezed my neck and choked me until I settled down. He wrestled with my shorts until he got them off me. He had trouble getting them over my boots, but they were loose enough. He managed."
"He let go of my neck for a few seconds as he needed both hands to undo his belt. I tried to rise up and fight him again. I tried to scream again. He quickly subdued me. I was flat on my back and he had a hand over my nose and mouth again. He bent over and whispered to me. He said, "Girl, I don't want to hurt you, but we are going to do this."
He held me in place with one hand and dropped his jeans to the ground with the other. I felt his cock lying on my belly. It was very hot and very stiff. He whispered to me again. "If you would just relax, we could both enjoy this. Now, be quiet and don't move." There was some malice in his voice. I was even more afraid."
"He let me breathe and used both his hands on my hips to slide my body into position. He had my pussy right at the edge of the tailgate and he was standing on the ground between my legs. He had spread me open with a leg on either side of him. I tried to rise again. He quickly pushed me back down. He held my throat in his left hand and pinned me to the truck bed. He choked me but not enough to keep me from breathing. He had his cock in his other hand and he rubbed the head against my entrance."
"He pushed. It opened me and slid inside a few inches. I tried to close myself and move away from him. It was no use. He paused for a few seconds and then forced himself completely inside me. It hurt. I was too dry for this. I winced with the pain and he noticed. He pulled completely out and spat in his hand. He lubricated his cock with his saliva and then rubbed some of it into my pussy. He slowly eased his cock back inside me. He went in slowly and didn't hurt me. He rested at my deepest place for just a few seconds before he began to fuck me with long slow strokes. He kept me pinned. He held my neck tight enough that could barely breathe and I couldn't scream."
"Mother Nature spoke in my mind. She said. "He didn't lie. He doesn't want to hurt you. Don't make him. Don't fight him. He only wants to plant his seed. You have been force fucked before. Let him have his pleasure. He will go away and leave you unharmed."
"I felt his cock sliding in and out of me. It filled me completely. It felt huge inside me. I was in a state of shock and disbelief. I couldn't make myself believe what was happening to me.
In the next moment, his cock became the prime focus of my world. Eddie Rabbitt's music became the backdrop. The beat of the drum reverberated in my chest. Eddie sang, "I love a rainy night." The unbelievable happened. I didn't want it to, but my body started to respond. The anxieties and the butterflies that I had before were gone. I felt a new but familiar sensation. It was the beginnings of an orgasm bubbling up from inside me. I tried to suppress it. In a few seconds, I knew I wouldn't be able to do that. His thrusts were authoritative and powerful. He had control of me. It became harder for me to resist."
"My next thought was to let it happen, but without letting him know. I couldn't let him know. A silent giggle in my mind surprised me. How could I find humor in a situation like this? This was like the opposite of faking an orgasm. I wanted to fake not having it. The moment was surreal. My pussy gushed with new juices that lubricated us. My orgasm welled up and washed over me. My Kegel muscles flexed involuntarily. He must have felt my pussy squeeze and hold him. It was a clear night, but I saw the lightning that Eddie was singing about, "Watch the lightning...when it lights... up... the... sky..."
"I didn't want him to know. I tried to remain still and quiet. My orgasm reached its climax. My body went rigid and quivered. I couldn't help it. My rapist continued to fuck me with long deliberate strokes. I wanted it to be over. It wasn't over. His cock moved in and out of me. He was going so deep. My orgasm decreased in its intensity but he wouldn't let it completely stop."
"I thought of a friend who once described her bang to me. She said that her body betrayed her and she had an orgasm with her rapist. Is that what just happened to me? Was I betrayed by my own body?"
"I thought it was finally over but it wasn't. A second orgasm was on the way for me. I gave up the fight. In my mind, I begged Luke to give me a hall pass for my sweet rapist. His powerful thrust felt so good. He had taken possession of me. He owned me. I knew I didn't have a pass. I begged Luke to forgive me. I didn't think he would. I touched the pendant that Luke had given me. It didn't help. I was in the middle of committing a grievous sin against him."
"All of my will to resist left me. I have always been a submissive. I wanted the second orgasm. I was afraid this beautiful cowboy would finish with me before it happened. My body relaxed and I submitted to my rapist completely. My body began to undulate and my hips began to roll into his thrust of their own free will. I shifted my position so that his wonderful cock would strike my sweet spot on every stroke. My legs wrapped themselves around him and my ankles locked behind him. I lost one of my boots. I gave myself to him. He fucked me hard. I fucked him just as hard. I needed this second orgasm. I didn't care if he knew. I strived to take all of him into my body. I could feel his hard cock as it moved deep inside me somewhere behind my belly button. He was irresistible. He had such strength and power."
"My orgasm came with a blinding flash and a thunderous roar in my mind. It was better than the first one. I came harder. It was stronger, deeper and lasted longer. I begged my attacker to fuck me harder. He did. Then I screamed, "YES-YES, FUCK ME-e-e-e-e. He put his hand over my mouth to stifle me, but he allowed me to breathe through my nose. I helped him fuck me every way I knew how. A full minute later, my orgasm moderated and then turned into back-to-back little ones. It might have been my longest lasting orgasm, ever."
"My cowboy was pounding my pussy. It was so good. He slowed down. I think he was trying to step away from the edge to make this last a little longer. I wanted him to cum. I wanted to have his juices deep inside me. I thrust hard into him and attacked his cock with my Kegel muscles. I made it feel like my pussy was sucking him. I wished I had sucked his cock earlier. I should have made him eat me while I still tasted of strawberries."
"I felt the beginning of the end. I noticed that I could feel his heartbeat in his cock now. His magnificent cock was swelling. He became bigger and harder inside me. He filled me perfectly. My heart thundered in my chest. I compared him to Luke. I couldn't tell the difference. I thought of Luke and I began to cry, but I didn't lessen my efforts to make this stranger cum in my pussy. In my mind, I begged Luke to forgive me."
"His first violent spasm thrilled me. My own heat rose in my middle. In my mind's eye, I saw that first ropy jet of hot cum as it coated the walls of my pussy and started to pool near my cervix. I fucked him hard. I wanted to get on top and fuck him harder, but he wouldn't allow that. He held me in place. His spasms came one after the other. He made his deposits deep inside of me. I wished I could have his cum in my mouth. I wanted to have his baby. I begged him to make me pregnant. I knew that Mother Nature loved this beautiful man."
"He triggered my third mind-blowing orgasm. I became euphoric. Muscles in my abdomen convulsed in involuntary contractions. It felt like I was cramping. I ignored the pain and enjoyed this wonderful man as he emptied himself. My muscles burned as if I were lifting weights that were too heavy. I enjoyed his cock as it throbbed with every release of his essence. My orgasm was the best yet. It consumed me. We finished at very nearly the same time. I was completely spent. The last few bars of Eddie's song drifted on the breeze, "I love a rainy night...yes...I love a ...rainy...night." I must have passed out."
I dreamed. Mother Nature came to me. She said, "Linda, this is not an unnatural act. It is against the law that man has made, but it's not against natural law. Men have been taking women by force since before they lived in caves. It mixes the gene pool. It is another way to propagate and strengthen the race. bang is necessary sometimes. I have given men the will to take women this way. This man is not evil. He tried hard not to hurt you. He protected you from harm. Your response to him has pleased me."

[Ramesh_Rocky]

"I was out for at least a few minutes. When I came partially back to my senses, I could see my rapist standing between my legs. I missed his cock immediately. It wasn't inside me. I felt so empty. I whimpered with disappointment."

"He had his pants on and he was tucking his shirttail. Somehow, I had moved farther into the bed of the truck. The edge of the tailgate was under my knees and my lower legs were dangling below. I could feel one of my boots still on my foot. I couldn't see the other one. My halter-top was askew and one of my breasts was exposed. I had no idea where my shorts were. My brain was foggy."
"My stranger bent down so his face was within a few inches from mine. He whispered, "Now you have to admit, that was pretty nice, wasn't it? It seemed as if someone else had answered for me. I heard myself barely whisper, "Yes." He brushed his lips against mine. Without my help, my lips parted for him. He kissed me gently and allowed his tongue to penetrate until he touched mine. I just lay there and didn't respond. I didn't kiss him back. He had fucked me into a euphoric stupor. I felt so good. I glowed inside, but I couldn't think."
"He seemed disappointed that he didn't get a response from me. He said, "You really are so beautiful, girl. I had to have you."
"My arms went around his neck and I kissed him. He kissed me back passionately, and we made it last.
"He laid my missing boot and my shorts on the tailgate beside me. He asked if I wanted him to help me dress and then he asked if he could walk me back into the light. Without my help again, my head shook and I quietly answered, "No." I wanted to go home with him, but I didn't have a hall pass. He said that I should hurry because my husband was waiting."
"I thought of Luke and began to cry. I had to tell him. He would know that it was my fault. He would never love me again."
"The beautiful man that I had just fucked, told me to close the tailgate before I left. He turned and walked away into the night."
"A car moved by him and the headlights played over him for a second. I could see his tooled leather belt from the back for the first time. His name was part of the design. It said, "Lonnie." I called after him. I said, "Good-night Lonnie." He looked at me over his shoulder and smiled. That smile made me want to fuck him again right then, but the darkness swallowed him and he was gone. I didn't have a hall pass anyway."
Kay broke in at this point. She said, "You need a break and I need a beer."
I fetched a beer for Kay and served it in a frozen mug. That is the way she likes it. I then took a trip up the stairs to my bathroom. I looked into the mirror and was crestfallen by what I saw. I had been crying and it showed. I washed my face and put some drops in my eyes to combat the redness. I took my hair down shook it out, brushed it and then put it back in a ponytail. On re-inspection, I looked a lot better. I went back downstairs."
I opened a bottle of my favorite white wine for me. It was the middle of the day, but I reasoned that it was five o'clock somewhere. I went back to Luke's office and Kay returned from her trip to the little girl's room a minute or two later.
Kay said, "Before we go back to work, I have a question." There was a lull and then she asked, "Did you enjoy being bangd, Linda?"
The question surprised me. I didn't know how to answer her. I thought for a minute and then locked eyes with her. I said, "Kay, I had three wonderfully intense orgasms with a beautiful and powerful man that wanted me and was going to have me no matter what. Each orgasm was better than the last. It all happened within a period of no more than a few minutes. When was the last time that happened to you and you didn't enjoy it?"
Kay made a note on her pad. She said, "It has never happened to me, Linda. I will want to talk to you about it later, but I do have one more question. She hesitated and then asked, "Did you close the tailgate?"
I thought for a second and then replied, "I think I did."
Kay said, "That indicates that you were in a state of total submission to him. You would have done anything he asked of you. You are lucky you weren't involved with someone who was truly evil."
I remembered Mother Nature's words. I said, "He wasn't evil. He didn't hurt me. He was careful not to harm me. He protected me."
A second later, Kay said, "Okay. Now, let's get back to your story. What happened next?"
I said, "Before we do, let me say this. Truthfully, I know that I wasn't bangd."
Kay looked at me and said, "I can ease your mind on that point. By law and by our moral code, you were definitely bangd. You told him no and even fought him. He forced you. It was bang. You haven't broken trust with Luke. I will want to revisit that later too, but now I want to hear the rest of the story."
I continued with my story. I said, "Lonnie had vanished into the darkness. I lay naked on the wooden bed of the old pick-up truck. I have heard my condition described as, "fresh fucked and stupefied." That was a fair description of how I felt. My brain was still foggy."
"I was remembering what Lonnie had said to me. He had said I was pretty. I touched my clit and one of my little ones rippled through me. I was still glowing with arousal. When I got to the part about my husband waiting for me, my attention refocused. I made myself snap out of my trance."
"I dressed quickly and straightened myself as best as I could. I found an old brush in the truck. I used it to fluff and comb my ponytail as best I could. I thought I was presentable enough given the low light conditions. I walked slowly and carefully toward the music and the light. I moved around the band shell and the dance floor on the farthest side from where I had left Luke. I started again toward the Port-a-Potties. On the way, I passed a young man sitting on the grass. There was a long-necked beer bottle sitting in front of him that was more than half-full. I picked it up and smiled at the boy."
"I asked sweetly, "May I have this?"
"He responded by saying, "Sure thing, Pretty Lady, but if you can wait a minute, I'll get you a fresh one."
"I reached down and touched the tip of his nose with my finger. I smiled sweetly at him and said, "No, this will be fine. Thank you." I wiggled my butt a little extra for him as I walked away."
"I thought, "Here you are, using your little girl body and your feminine wiles to get free beer." A few seconds later, I thought, "You are turning into a prick-teaser. You do it without even thinking of it. You could get yourself force fucked again." I wondered, "Is that what just happened? Had I given Lonnie too many liberties, while we danced? Had I been teasing him? If I had slapped him in public the first time he put his hand on my ass, this wouldn't have happened. It was my fault."
"There were ten Port-a-Potties in a row. I hate these portable outhouses. They are usually nasty and hold foul odors. I chose one at that looked to be the newest. It wasn't as bad as I had anticipated. The smell was of strong disinfectant but at least, it looked clean. I went right to work. I removed my shorts completely and hung them on a hook. I tinkled and then I rolled a wad of toilet paper in my hand and wiped away as much of Lonnie's and my combined juices as I could. I got another dry wad and wiped myself again. I then put my thumb over the mouth of the beer bottle and shook it vigorously."
"The beer was almost flat and didn't generate much pressure, but it was enough. I douched myself with the pressurized beer. I only had enough beer to do a half-assed job. I had done this once before with strawberry soda. Luke had told me that it made me sweet. My pussy would smell like beer now but I couldn't let Luke catch a whiff of day-old tuna fish. I wiped a third and fourth time."
"I dressed and went to the concession area to get the beer I had promised Luke. I saw Luke. He was looking for me. I went straight to the nearest beer queue and broke in line in front of a good-looking younger couple. Luke saw me just after I got in line and started my way."
"The male member of the young couple was about to berate me for my rudeness. I held up my hand and stopped him. I said, "Please help me." I nodded toward Luke, who was about thirty yards away from us. Speaking quickly, I said, "That big cowboy walking toward us is my husband. I have been out of pocket for the last half hour or more. I need for my husband to think I have been in this line for at least half that time." The three of us became conspirators instantly."
"Luke walked up beside me. I pretended not to have noticed him until he touched me and said my name. I let my eyes get big when I looked at him and said, "Hi Honey, did you get worried about me?" I stood on my tiptoes and kissed his cheek.
He answered, "Yes where have you been? It's been over half an hour."
"I didn't have to say anything. The young man piped up and said, "She has been right here with us for the last three days. This line has just now started to move." His exaggeration was the perfect touch. Luke was apparently satisfied and let the subject drop."
"We waited on the line until we could buy beer. We became friendly with the young couple and Luke paid for their beer when he paid for ours. As soon as I had a beer in my hand, I accidentally on purpose, spilled it down the front of my shorts. Now I wouldn't have to explain any strange odors."
"Luke chuckled and said, "Strawberries and beer, huh? I've never tried that combination before." He grabbed a towel from the vendor's stand and tried to pat me dry. I tingled when he touched my pussy."
"Ten or fifteen minutes later, I asked Luke to take me back to the motel. I complained that my wet pants made me too uncomfortable to enjoy myself. I certainly couldn't dance."
"I looked for Lonnie the whole time. I never saw him. I felt more and more guilt as my deception of Luke continued, but I was afraid to tell him what had happened. I knew he would be angry enough to kill Lonnie if he could find him and he would hate me if I told him the whole truth."
Kay broke in. She asked, "Have you and Luke been intimate since?"
I started crying again. I answered her truthfully, "Yes. I cleaned myself thoroughly and we showered together before we went to bed. My mind was in turmoil. I wanted Luke to hold me and I wanted to give myself to him. Then I realized that having sex with him was just another part of my deception. I was so ashamed, but I would have died if I couldn't have curled up close to him. He wanted me. I made it as good for him as I could. I cried while it happened and told him it was because I loved him so much."
Kay said, "Listen to me, Linda. You are the victim of this crime. You have done nothing wrong."
Between sobs, I said, "No, Aunt Kay. I cheated. I fucked Lonnie and I wanted to do it. I didn't have a pass. I am a weak-minded trollop and a slut. Luke will hate me when he finds out how I have betrayed him. I have to tell him. I can't live with him, wondering when he will find out some other way. I love him so much and I am about to lose him. I deserve to lose him."
Kay rose from her chair and came to sit beside me. She took my hand in both of hers and said, "Look at me, Linda. You are, for a fact, a highly sexed young woman. You have a submissive personality. It is always important for you to give more than you receive. You are honest to the point of fault, with everyone in your life, except yourself." She paused then continued, "You will never lose Luke. His love for you is unconditional. He couldn't stop loving you if he wanted to."
My sobs had subsided into whimpers.
Luke was standing in the door. He came to me and pulled me to my feet. He said, "I already know and I will always love you." He wrapped me up in his loving embrace and squeezed me close to his massive chest. I didn't understand what was going on, but instantly, I felt calmed and safe. I began to cry again for another reason altogether. He used one of his pet names for me and said, "Read your pendant, Tinker Bell."
I heard Luke as he spoke to Kay. He said, "Thank you Aunt Kay, but enough is enough. I can't stand any more of this. I will handle it from here. I will have her call you for some girl-talk after she understands what has happened." Kay kissed my cheek and left the room. I assumed that she left the house.
Luke took me to our room. We took our clothes off and went to bed. We were naked but not for sex. This is the way we cuddle and feel close to each other. I needed to feel close to him. He gathered me into our spoon position and held me tightly. I could feel his love as it enveloped me. I was exhausted. I hadn't slept in days except for a few troubled catnaps. I decided explanations could wait. Right then it was enough that he knew what had happened and he still loved me. I snuggled close to him and slept.
I slept for ten hours or more. When I awoke, I was alone. I was very calm and peaceful inside. I hadn't been that way in days. I looked out the window. It was dark out and everything was quiet. I remembered one by one the events of earlier. I needed to be with Luke. I put on my robe and padded barefoot down the stairs. I found him sitting in the dark on the patio. He had a drink in his hand and he was watching the night sky. Sometimes we sat there together and watched for meteors for hours at a time.
I went out to be with him. As I walked by him toward my normal seat, he took my hand and said, "Sit with me." I sat on his lap. He tucked my head under his chin and held me close. He said, "I'm so sorry Baby. I didn't mean for you to suffer the way you did."
I asked, "What are you talking about, Luke?"
He answered, "I, set the whole thing up." There was a pause and he said, "Well, Kay was part of it too."
I nuzzled my way inside his robe and kissed his chest. I rose to look into his eyes. I said, "Please, make me understand." I read my necklace and continued, "Tell me how you set this up and why you would let something like this happen."
He said, "Let me get you a glass of wine. It will help."
I said, "No. Hold me until you finish your drink and then take me back to bed and hold me there. That will help." In a minute, He set his empty glass on the table. He stood with me in his arms and carried me to the pool house bedroom. In a minute, we were naked and spooning.
Luke had called me Tinker Bell, in this bed before. He told me that he had an erotic dream about her and that she looked just like me. He said she was only five inches tall but he liked the bigger version better. He had said that he could put his prick inside the bigger version. I giggled.
Luke held me closer and asked, "Where did that come from?"
I told him of my thoughts on his Tinker Bell dream. He said, "I would like to have my dick inside the bigger version right now."
I subconsciously gave him my, release me, signal. In one easy and practiced motion, I rolled to face him, positioned myself properly, and took his semi-flaccid cock in my mouth. I sucked and teased him. He hesitated only a few seconds before he began to fuck my mouth gently. We both became aroused quickly. He got very hard and I became very wet. I moved again and impaled myself on him.
We didn't try to make it last. A few minutes later I felt him swell inside me. He had his first spasm and I let myself go. We shared our bodies with each other. Our orgasms were soft and sweet, "I love you," orgasms.
We rested. We hadn't really taxed ourselves. It only took moments to recover. I thought about how Lonnie had pounded me through the last orgasm I had with him. I remembered how his cock had throbbed inside me and how I had exploded for him. It had been so good.
The soft sweet cum that I had just shared with Luke was far better. The love we share becomes a solid physical thing. It wraps around us and binds us together. Our union enhances those bonds and makes our love stronger. We do more than have sex. We make Love. Being with Luke is always better. I don't understand why I need sex with other people at all. I have these feelings often and then I jump in bed with the next pretty guy that makes me an offer. I thought, "I am such a slut."
A few minutes later and without preamble, Luke said, "I read my necklace. I want to tell you the story now. I know I screwed up big time. Try to understand why I did what I did and forgive me. I didn't intend to make you suffer. It was supposed to be a fun thing that would make you happy and fulfill two of the wishes on your bucket list. Kay said that it would complete your list as far as it could go. She said that it should happen now that we have decided to begin to limit our activities."
I felt for the necklace that I had given him. It was a replica of one he had given me. The inscription on it professed and guaranteed my love for him. He didn't wear it all the time because he knew that I loved him. He was wearing it now. I kissed it and snuggled close to him.
I thought, "The world is upright on its axis again. Luke's little wigglers are swimming happily in my belly and Mother Nature is happy with us."
Luke said, "Consider this a truth time." I nodded and he went on, "A month or so ago, I had your bucket list out and I was going over it. We had checked off most of the things that I could agree to. The things that were left were things for which I couldn't give my consent. I called Kay and told her of the situation. We made a date and had lunch together a day or two later."
"Kay looked at the list and said, "I see two boxes that we can check off if you want to go to a little trouble." I, of course, asked which ones and she said, "bang and sex with a stranger. Two birds with one stone, so to speak."
I said, "Not no, but hell no. It would be dangerous for me to give Linda to an absolute stranger. What if he was diseased or he was a crazy bastard that would harm her. I'm damned sure that I could never allow her to be bangd. I think her experience with Louis Brown has made her rethink her bang fantasies anyway."
Kay said, "Her bang fantasies are as strong and vivid as they have ever been and she enjoys them very much. We shouldn't allow Louis Brown to have any effect on her thinking or ours. He was an abnormal son-of-a-bitch that snuck up on the both of you. As I understand it, he will never be a problem again."
After a short pause, Kay looked at me and smiled. She said, "It would all be play-like, Luke. All you have to do is make her think it is real. Find a very good-looking and polished man that you are sure would be attractive to her. He would have to be a complete stranger to her of course, and willing to force her. Admittedly, it would be better if he were a friend that you could trust. Put them in the right situation and see what happens next. She further explained what she had in mind.
I broke in and said, "Lonnie certainly fit Kay's outline. He is a young Alpha if there ever was one. How did you find him?"
Luke said, "That was one of the things that just fell into place. Lonnie is the son of the owner of a ranch in Idaho. I have hunted elk and mule deer there several times. I first met Lonnie when he was twenty-three years old. That was eight or nine years ago. He had just finished a hitch in the Marine Corps. We had that in common and we hit it off pretty well. He had moved back home and was acting as a guide on some of his dad's hunts. He guided me three times. We had good hunting adventures together. One time, he saved me from getting crossways with a very belligerent asshole of a game warden. Lonnie and I became friends."
Luke paused, before he continued, "Lonnie married a most beautiful young girl not long after he came home. He and I went into town for supplies once about three years ago. We wound up going into a tavern to have a beer before we started back to the ranch. We sat at the bar but before we could order drinks, Lonnie leaned over and under his breath, he said, "We have to go."

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Luke went on, "He slid off his stool and started for the door. I didn't ask any questions. I just followed him. We decided we could get along without the beer and started for home. Finally, I asked, "What was that all about?"

He went on, "Lonnie didn't want to tell me, but I coaxed it out of him. He laughed and came clean after a while. He said, "It would have been awkward for us to be in that bar. My wife was there with her boyfriend. I was more than a little surprised. I was taken aback. I made him tell me the whole story."
Luke continued, "He said that he and his wife had agreed to have an open marriage upfront before they married. He said that they loved each other very much and ninety-nine percent of their sex life was between them. He also told me that both of them jump the fence, on occasion. He tried to explain why this arrangement worked for them. That was before you and I had become swingers. I had trouble following his line of logic, but in the end, I decided it wasn't any of my business. I let it go until I realized how well he fit Kay's requirements."
He went on, "Anyway, Kay approved of my description of him. I sent him a photograph of you and asked him to give me a phone call. I gave him my office number and told him to call during business hours. He did call and I outlined my plan. At first, he said he wasn't interested. He said he had no desire to force any woman. I made him understand why I wanted to do this and I asked him to look closely at your picture. He came around and agreed to do it after I verbally twisted his arm, a bit more."
I sniffled once and said, "I screwed it up by submitting to him. I wound up trying to screw him to death."
Luke actually laughed at me. He said, "You reacted exactly like Kay said you would. She said that you would fight him hard until you realized that was senseless and then you would submit and do anything he asked of you. You are a submissive. You have told Kay about several of your bang fantasies. She knew what you would do. She told me you would fuck his eyes out."
Luke went on, "Kay said your bang fantasies and dreams were always fun for you. We tried to create one of those fantasies in reality. We wanted it to be fun too."
I asked, "Why didn't you give me a hall pass beforehand?"
Luke replied, "Think about that. If you had known that I set this up, you would know that it wasn't real. I wanted you to believe that a complete stranger was actually banging you. Remember the two boxes on your bucket list, bang and sex with a complete stranger. I couldn't give you a pass, so I gave one to Lonnie instead."
I said, "Okay then. When it was over, why didn't you just tell me while we were in the line for beer?"
Luke responded, "Kay wanted to get a description of the event from you while you still believed it was real. She said she needed it for her study. We had no idea that you would be suffering inside as much as you were. Although, I had started to wonder when you were going to tell me what happened. I had no idea you were blaming yourself for cheating."
He went on, "Kay got Lonnie's description of what happened, by phone the night it happened. I heard a recording of that conversation. I eavesdropped on you this morning, while you talked to Kay. Up until the time you freaked out by accusing yourself of cheating, the whole scenario had worked out as planned."
I had to tell him, I said, "Luke, the part that was the worst was believing that you would stop loving me."
He said, "Always read your pendant, Tinker Bell. Kay was right this morning, you know. I couldn't stop loving you if I tried."
I was amazed at how much better I felt. When I thought about it, I had no real trouble understanding why Luke and Kay had done this. They had satisfied two of my bucket list request, never exposed me to any real danger, and made it seem very real. Lonnie had been the only one in danger. If I could have found a weapon, I might have hurt him before I surrendered. I thought about how he had handled me. In hindsight, I could see how careful he had been to control me but not to harm me.
I had to giggle. I said, "As bangs go, it was a nice experience. It could have been one of my fantasies. I paused for a few seconds and then added, "Kay was wrong about one thing though. I didn't just submit to him. I went proactive and enticed him to fuck me. I tried hard to enhance his orgasm when it came. I gave myself to him. For those few wonderful minutes, I was in love with a beautiful man that wasn't you. He had forced his way inside me, but he tried hard not to hurt me. He was so good to me. He had such charisma. My emotions ran away with me."
Luke said, "I know, Baby. I heard you tell the story this morning. I wanted you to ride that emotional roller coaster. That is why you had to think it was real."
I said, "Tell me about Lonnie's account of our encounter?"
Luke replied with a laugh. "Lonnie said that you were delightful. He said that several times in fact, and he used the words marvelous and magnificent too. He had a great experience and he thought you did also. He said he made sure you were all right before he left you. He also stayed close to you and watched from the darkness, until he saw you kiss my cheek in the beer line. You were never alone. He did have one concern. He said it was for your beautiful bottom. He was afraid that you might have picked up a splinter or two from that old wooden truck bed."
I giggled and said, "No splinters, but he could have found a more comfortable place to bang me."
Luke replied, "We had a van with a mattress, pillows and blankets parked twenty feet from you. Lonnie said that he was having so much trouble keeping you under control that he couldn't find it in the dark. He said that you fought like a little demon until you gave up and went submissive.
His account of your resistance to him was far more severe than what you described to Kay. He said that he came very close to giving up and allowing you to escape. He thought he might not be able to subdue you without hurting you more than a little bit. In the end, he improvised and overcame like any Marine would do."
We snuggled and laughed together. I whispered, "I like Marines."
At length, Luke said, "There is one other thing you should know."
I asked, "What?"
He answered, "Lonnie made me give him another hall pass. It says that he may have sex with you anywhere and anytime that he can talk you into it. I made him promise that he wouldn't force you. It had to happen of your own free will, but I gave him the pass. He is my friend. He will keep his promises. He also made me promise to give you a pass to be with him if you asked for it. I agreed to that too."
I said, "I'll bet he offered his wife to get those concessions."
Luke answered, "No, it doesn't work that way for them. They have an open marriage, but they aren't swingers. They have never done a swap. Each of them is free to have their own affairs with the people they choose as long as they are discreet." He let a few seconds pass and then said, "I did make him agree to introduce me to her, though."
I giggled and said, "Yeah, I bet you did." In another moment, I got serious. I said, "You know, I will want to be with him again, don't you? I am assuming that they have both been added to our list of playmates under our new rules."
He chuckled and answered, "They both got in under the wire unless you forbid it. Somehow, I knew you wouldn't do that. This thing was arranged previously to our latest agreements." He paused and asked, "Will you fall in love with him again?"
I replied, with a giggle, "I hope so, but it will only last until I come home with you. Read your necklace."
He said, "Maybe we should plan on going to the rodeo in Cody again next year. I'll bet I can get Lonnie to meet us there and maybe he will bring his wife along." He paused and said, "I think you should call him. At least, you could make him understand that you aren't going to sick the law dogs on him. It would make him feel good to know you might want to see him again. Maybe you should make a date for next year."
By this time, I actually felt good inside. I became more and more aroused as we talked. I was jacking my husband's cock in my hand. He became hard and then harder. I moved up close to his ear and whispered, "bang me, Luke."
He rolled me over on my back and lay on top of me. He eased his tongue into my mouth and took my neck in his large hand. He gently squeezed my throat as his cock slowly invaded my body. It felt so good. He was hard and huge. He filled me completely. I tingled inside. I thought, "I don't need a hall pass to have this one." I surrendered and submitted to him almost instantly. I could feel the love he had for me. It felt so good to give myself to him. You can't bang the willing.
A few days later, I was home alone. I had dreamed about Lonnie the night before. I couldn't get him out of my mind. I finally gathered my wits about me and found enough courage to call him. I got naked and lay down on my bed with the telephone and one of my toys. I dialed the number that Luke had given me for Lonnie.
It was so nice to talk to him. His voice alone made me tingle on the inside. We talked and flirted for half an hour. I barely touched my clit and brought myself to the sweetest orgasm. I kept that my private secret. We made our date for the next year and he promise to bring his wife but he didn't commit her to anything beyond meeting and having dinner with us.
When I hung up the phone, Luke came to my mind. I thought, "I am such a God-awful slut." Then I thought, "I can't help it. Lonnie is such a beautiful man." I hadn't satisfied myself. I was still turned on.
I lay back and closed my eyes. I saw Lonnie standing between my legs as I lay in the wooden bed of an old pick-up truck. I slipped my favorite dildo right up inside my sloppy wet cunt. I dreamed of Lonnie's magnificent cock pulsing inside me. His thrusts were deep and powerful. I dreamed and then I came hard for him in two minutes or less. My Kegel muscles flexed involuntarily. My pussy tried to suck his dick deeper inside me. I remained at my peak as long as I could and then I let myself calm down a bit.
I allowed myself to continue my fantasy. Lonnie's thrust became soft and gentle as I came down. He seemed to wallow in the juices of my soggy pussy. He was enjoying my body. I needed that to happen. I had that same soft glowing feeling that he had given me before. At length, he began to fuck me harder. This time, his sweet cock throbbed inside me. He was cumming. I begged him to make me pregnant. He filled me with his seed. I had another orgasm. This one was better. It lasted longer. He was so deep inside my hungry body. I lost all control. My body convulsed around his sweet prick. I could see the starry sky of Wyoming and I heard the music, "I... love a rainy night." I begged to go home with him. It felt so good to give myself to him. You can't bang the willing.
I thought, "I am such a fucking slut." I had to giggle. I had to hurry to clean my favorite toy cock and make myself sparkly before Luke came home.
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You tell me. Was I bangd or not?
Maybe we could continue this...
Linda

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Hall Pass Ch. 67 - Epilogue

By: LewdLuke

Author's note:
Our story did not end here but I have decided to quit telling the tale. I have to stop somewhere and this went on for another nine years. Linda kept a scrapbook from the beginning to the end. It contains every hall pass that each of us ever wrote including those that were never acted upon. The book is similar to a logbook. One look at any of the passes is enough to jog my memory so that I can remember the episode very well. From the point where the story is now until the last entry in 2001, many escapades became beautiful memories. If I find the time, I might write some of them up as stand-alone stories sometime in the future. If I do, you will recognize the characters.
I am going to use the epilogue below to tie up all the loose ends that I have left dangling. I hope that will be sufficient to satisfactorily end the story for you, the reader.
Many thanks to all of you for your interest, encouragement and input along the way,
Luke

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Epilogue
Bobby Wilkinson succumbed to his illness in the spring of 1993. He had never recovered enough to want to see Linda. Truthfully, he didn't want Linda to see him in his condition. We kept in touch but were never invited to visit before his death. Our last trip to Scotland was to attend his memorial service. He lives on in the child he had with Michelin. The beautiful little boy is Bobby recreated in both looks and mannerisms.
Michelin and Eric Littleton became an item a year or so after Bobby's death. That was no surprise. Sparks had flown between them earlier. In the end, Bobby had encouraged their relationship. He knew Eric to be a good man that would take care of Michelin.
With the help of Eric and Uncle Artair, Michelin was able to keep her estate running profitably. A year later, Michelin married Eric. They combined their holdings and did very well together. We still exchange Christmas cards but hardly anything more.
Anne Littleton also married. We never met her husband. I understand that he was a trader in imported textiles and they lived in Liverpool. We lost touch many years ago.
Big Ed fuller also married his main squeeze. She turned out to be a sweet and lovable person but she was aware of Ed's relationship with Linda. She could never be comfortable with us. The two of them disassociated themselves from the club. They pooled their resources and opened a combination sports bar and café in Addison, Texas. We didn't try to maintain contact with them.
We reconnected with Gary Yoshimura and his wife Yu Yan twice. We vacationed in Hawaii once and they came to the ranch once. This was one of our lesser entanglements and yet we still get cards and letters from them occasionally.
Linda and I made two more trips to the rodeo in Wyoming. We met with Lonnie and his wife the first time. She and I had a good time together but that was the only time. She was significantly younger than I was and probably preferred the younger cowboys. On the second trip, Linda and Lonnie reconnected and Linda gave me a pass for a free hunt. I might write that trip up someday.
Sandy and Carlos resurfaced in the summer of 1992. We hadn't seen them in two years. They had married and had just finished their sophomore year at the great college of the minds in College Station. Sandy was extremely pregnant. They asked us to be godparents to their unborn son. Over the next four years, Sandy finished her bachelor's degree in education and then busied herself rearing her pretty babies. Carlos got his master's in mechanical engineering. He went to work for an international construction firm based in Houston, Texas.
They had two more children. The second was another boy and the third was a most beautiful little girl. Our relationship with them had remained platonic through all this time and of course, we fell in love with the little ones. I thought of them as grandchildren. They came to the ranch several times a year for a weekend.
In the fall of 1998, Sandy called and said that she and Carlos had a weekend off from the kids. They were staying with her parents. She wanted to come for a visit. I cooked steaks and we had a few drinks by the pool. Carlos informed us that his company was sending him to Brazil to work on a project that would last for at least two years. The family was going along. Then they made a ceremony of giving each other hall passes. The good news was, I had the privilege of sleeping with Sandy again. Of course, Linda and Carlos renewed their physical relationship too. The bad news was, one overseas assignment led to another. We only saw them twice after that. Age was a factor here too. Sandy was half my age. (Being old sux.)
We kept in touch with Walt and Liz Zimmerman. We had several more interludes with them including a Caribbean cruise with two other couples from their Florida group. Linda's susceptibility to seasickness wasn't a problem on the big ship. Our relationship with them petered out about 1996 when Luke's last business deal with Walt was concluded.
Kay Linden (Aunt Kay) had a major stroke in 1999. She recovered somewhat but then had a second and more severe one three months later. She wound up in a nursing home after that one. I never knew how old she was but she must have been in her middle or late seventies by that time. Linda and I went to visit her at least once a week while she was still lucid but the last year of her life, she couldn't recognize us. Most of the time, she didn't even know we were there. We visited less often. It was a blessing when she passed in October of 2001.
Kay's passing was very hard on Linda and me but it was harder on Uncle Gus. Gus had played the field most of his life and I think Kay might have been one of only two woman he ever truly loved. He kept her house up for her while she was in the nursing home and then bought it from her relatives after her death. He moved in and lived there until his own demise six years later. His passing devastated Linda.
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Author's note:
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Barbra Porter was also in the picture. She had been our first when we opened our marriage and she remained almost until the end. She never took a lover in these years that she pledged a monogamous relationship with. We always accepted her partners whether they were male or female. We found a way to accommodate either sex. She changed partners several times and they seemed to keep our relationship with her new. Our association with her did come to an end in 1999. She married and moved on. She and her husband moved out to the west coast. I hated to see her go and I miss her still. We still hear from her on occasion. I think we always will.
Larry and Caroline became our only constant through to the end of our swinging years. They seemed to stabilize us to the point where we didn't really need anything else. I think that the relationship that developed between the four of us was what Linda and I had been looking for all along. We were all hot and heavy in the beginning but that phase passed rather quickly. We became very comfortable with each other. Linda and I abandoned all our rules with them much as we had done with Barb. We evolved to the point where we didn't have any kind of a schedule or a routine. When I wanted to be with Caroline, I called her. The rest of the foursome all had that same privilege. If I had to be gone for any reason, Linda might visit them and sleep in the middle. Over time, we did every combination of a threesome. My favorite seemed to be two girls and a guy. We did two guys and a girl but not very often. When all four of us were available at the same time, we would usually pair off for one on one fun time. I considered myself to be in love with Caroline. Linda loved both of them but never admitted it.
All good things come to an end. In 1994, Larry had positioned himself to go into business on his own. He was a civil engineer. He gave notice at the firm where he was working and they offered him a full partnership to stay with them. They should have done that years before. He analyzed the situation and the numbers said that he would be better off with a third interest in an established firm rather than risking everything on a new venture. He stayed. His financial situation improved radically. He became a multi-millionaire quickly but he also turned into a workaholic. He was away quite often. Caroline would stay with Linda and me on those occasions. I had many opportunities to sleep in the middle during that time.
In 2001, the same year that Kay passed, Larry suffered a major coronary event. It happened during an interlude with Linda. We damn near lost him and he didn't recover completely. The doctors made him understand that he couldn't, burn the candle at both ends, anymore. He had to slow down. Another heart attack would likely kill him. Larry joked that Linda had always said that she was going to fuck him to death. She believed that she had come very close to doing that. She had some serious anxieties about being with him afterwards.
Larry was still a young man but he opted to retire. He had plenty of money and he decided that work wasn't worth killing himself over. He had inherited his father's home place near Tyler, Texas a year before. It was a ranchette of about a hundred and fifty acres. It included a nice ranch style home that his father had built less than ten years before. Larry and Caroline moved to Tyler.
Tyler is only a couple hundred miles from us and we did visit some. Larry and Linda never resumed their sexual relationship. I don't think she wanted to. Inside, I think they were both afraid to. The loss of Kay and Barb along with Larry's situation took the wind out of Linda's sails.
Caroline was happy with ending our relationship too. She had always professed to love me and she had played the part well. However, if she had ever been forced to choose between Larry and me, she would have certainly chosen Larry. He was the father of her child and her only true love. That was as it should be. She and I saw no way that we could continue our relationship under the new circumstances. I happily walked away with Linda.
We gave up swinging completely. Sometimes, I can't tell what is going on in Linda's mind but I've not felt any serious attraction to other women since then. Linda has always been my only real love. Still, I do appreciate a pretty girl when I see one and I will do a double take on occasion. I hope I never outgrow that minor flaw in my character.
It was, as I had known it would be. When it was time to quit, we both knew it and it was far easier for me to quit than it had been for me to start in the first place. I was fifty-six years of age and Linda was fifty-two. Our swinging era had lasted between thirteen and fourteen years. It seemed less. Time does fly when you are having fun. Our experiment with the radical lifestyle was over. I knew then that I would be content to crawl into a warm bed in a cold room with my Linda every night for the rest of my life.
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Miss Cindy Perkins became Mrs. Michael Bowman in June of 1994. Linda was ecstatic over this development and I was happy for them too. I was crazy over Cindy. She became the daughter that I never had.
Mike had changed his major at college twice and spent some time in a position where he didn't know what he wanted to do. He finally went pre-med. In the end, he wangled his way into the vet college at A&M somehow. That was the only Veterinary college in the state and the acceptance rate of applicants was very low. We were very proud of him. He and Cindy lived in College Station while he went through the program.
Linda and I paid all the bills. We wanted to make it as easy on Mike as we could. Vet college was a full-time occupation.
Cindy gave us our first grandchild in May of 1995. It was a hairy-legged little boy. They gave him his father's name. Then in January of 1997, I got what I wanted. She was named Lee Ann after Cindy's mother. I finally had a baby girl of my blood. She was so pretty. Her mother's family traits were dominant in her as far as looks went. I already loved her mother and I fell in love with this newer version of her the instant that I first saw her.
Linda's comment was, "Well, this one will be spoiled rotten."
Their last child came in September of the next year. She missed Linda's birthday by only two days. She was also three weeks or a month early. Otherwise, I would have been there. I was in California on a business trip. Linda had opted not to go with me as she usually did because Cindy was so close to term.
As soon as I heard the news, I wrapped up my business as quickly as I could but it took another two days. They hadn't named the baby before I left California. The little girl was four days old when I finally got home. Cindy, Mike and the baby were staying at the ranch. The two older kids were with Cindy's mother.
Linda met me as I got out of my truck. She kissed me and asked, "Do you want a drink?"
I answered, "Hell no, Linda. I want to see my granddaughter." Then I asked, "Does she have a name yet?"
Linda took my hand and started leading me toward the house. She giggled and said, "They gave her my name." I could see the pride in her as she told me. Linda also said, "She is strong and healthy. The doctor said she wasn't premature. They just had the date of conception wrong for some reason.
Cindy and her baby were in my den. Cindy was rocking the small wooden cradle that one of my employees had made for her when Michael Jr. was born.
She rose from her seat and gave me an extra hard hug and her usual sweet kiss on my cheek. Little Linda was asleep and the first thing I noticed was the blonde hair. It was much lighter than my Linda's was. It was almost white but there was a tinge of yellow. I knew it would darken to a honey clolor.
Cindy said, "Sit in your chair, Grandpa. You can hold her."
I sat and Cindy brought her to me. She laid the little one in my arms. She wiggled and cooed for me. She displayed the sweetest smile complete with dimples. She had definitely been named well. She looked like her grandmother. Her little eyes fluttered and I caught a glimpse of green.
I held her for the moment it took for me to fall in love with her. I knew that this one would be the favorite that I wasn't supposed to have. I heard myself whisper, "Hello, Tinker Bell." I swear, she giggled for me.
The End