24-12-2018, 01:23 PM
"Close your eyes," Mike said, although he didn't need to say that as Jen's eyes were already closed. The bath had a spray nozzle and Mike used it to carefully rinse the soap from Jen's hair. He repeated the process with conditioner.
Then he pushed her long wet hair to one side and leaned down and kissed her neck. He kissed from her shoulder up her neck to her ear. Jen still had her eyes closed and Mike was seriously turning her on. Mike didn't have the best technique - he wasn't the best lover - but after years he knew her body really well, knew where and how to touch her.
As Mike nuzzled her ultrasensitive neck and ear, he reached around her and cupped her small breasts, gently massaging them and rubbing her nipples. Mike's caresses were gentle and loving. He was always that way with her, treating her like his Goddess. While she got intense sexual pleasure from Frankie's (and other men's) rough treatment of her body, she loved Mike's gentle and caring caresses.
Mike moved Jen to sit on the back seat of the tub, facing him. He was gratified to see she had her cum face on. He put his hands on her knees and gently pushed her legs apart.
Jen opened her legs only reluctantly. She was worried what Mike would think seeing her pussy. He always complimented her about how her pussy looked so pretty and sweet, like a teenager's. But after almost 2 months with Frankie, she knew her pussy didn't look the same way.
Mike used the spray nozzle to wash the soapy water from Jen's skin. He looked at her pussy. Normally her pussy was two short, thin lips pressed tightly together, with a small fold above covering her clit. The lips were usually just a shade darker than the surrounding skin.
Her pussy looked different now. The lips were puffy and darker. Worse, her once tight seamless slit now gaped apart. Not a lot, but the gap was clearly noticeable.
Clearly getting fucked by Drums had changed her. He'd had her for 9 weeks. During that time he had constant access to her body, and he'd taken advantage of it, fucking her constantly.
9 weeks. 63 days. How many times had his long thick cock been inside her? 100 times? At least 100 times.
His long, super thick cock inside her, penetrating her, stretching her out, molding her pussy to fit HIS cock, instead of Mike's.
Mike felt heady with lust. He was already hard again.
"Do you still think it's pretty?" Jen asked hesitantly.
"It's the most beautiful pussy in the world!" Mike gushed without any hesitation. He leaned in and ate her out. Soon Jen was writhing under his mouth and clutching at the ceramic of the tub. She screamed when she came.
"God I've so missed that!" she panted as Mike snuggled her into his arms.
They finished their bath and got dressed, getting ready for their evening with the Ramones. It took Mike only minutes to get dressed. Of course Jen took a lot longer, she was still blow drying her hair when Mike was lacing up his shoes.
"Hey you," Jen said playfully digging her toe into Mike's calf. "Can you run and get condoms? I only brought your size."
"Oh, okay," Mike said, his heart beat quickening.
"Remember, extra large," Jen said. Mike knew that of course, she said that just to tease him. She added "Mal is probably your size, but Jay and Artie ..."
"I get it," Mike said, his throat dry.
"Hurry Mike, we're already late," she said. She turned away from him and turned the hair dryer back on.
Mike rushed to the closest drug store. Inside he bought 2 boxes of XL Magnum condoms. The cashier - a young pretty girl who was probably an undergrad at Penn State - gave him a quick impressed smile. Mike blushed, knowing the condoms were for other men, not him. These super large condoms would dbang over his small cock.
When Mike got back Jen was sliding on her stockings. Otherwise she was still nude, although her hair and makeup were done (she looked gorgeous!). After sliding up the thigh highs Jen stepped into high heels. Mike loved it when Jen put on her legware and high heels before putting the rest of her clothes on!
"No bra or panties?" Mike joked.
"Can't," Jen said. Then she wiggled into her skirt. It was muted red and made of stretchy material, like Lycra. The muted red went perfectly with the black stockings.
Jen did a sweet pirouette. "See, the skirt's so tight even a thong would show, I already tried it," she said matter-of-factly.
"Yeah ..." Mike said his throat dry. She looked so hot in that skirt! It looked airbrushed on her sexy tight ass and it showed a lot of her incredible long legs!
As if to torture Mike (since she could do it herself), Jen turned around and said "Zip me?"
Mike's hands shook as he found the zipper. With the zipper down it was so clear she was pantyless. He zipped her up and then he put his arms around her, his hands on her sexy flat stomach. "Jen ..." he moaned kissing her back. One hand stayed on her tight stomach while his other cupped her breasts. God he wanted her so bad!
"Stop," Jen said giggling, wiggling from his grasp. She teasingly pressed the pointy toe of her high heel into his calf. "You got me hot eating me out, now I really need a big cock." She giggled and added "Or 2 big ones and a little one," referring to Jay, Artie and Mal.
"What about Drums?" Mike asked.
"I don't think he'll be there," Jen said suddenly melancholy. Mike saw the cloud pass over her face. It bothered him. Clearly there were still feelings there. Lingering feelings for Drums, for Scott? He decided not to press it now.
Jen wiggled into her top. It was sleeveless and the same muted red. More precisely, it was muted red in the front. The back was sheer black silk, and it clearly showed she wasn't wearing a bra. The front was Lycra too and her nipples were clearly outlined.
"You're gorgeous honey!" Mike gushed. He couldn't believe he was married to such a beautiful, sexy girl! Even after being with her for years he never tired of looking at her!
"Thanks," Jen said beaming at him. Mike was sitting down. Jen moved closer and pressed her flat tummy against his knees. "Are you sure you're ready for this? Three guys gang banging your sweet wife?"
"Yes!" Mike said excitedly.
Jen giggled. Mike was so predictable!
"I might ask you to leave," she warned him gently. "I'm not sure I can handle you watching me act super slutty."
"Oh ..." Mike said disappointed. "Baby I would never think you were a slut, no matter what you did."
"I know, it would just be too embarrassing for me," she said. "I'll tell you all about it," she promised.
"Okay ..." Mike agreed, disappointed.
They took the elevator to Mal's suite. They were all staying in the same hotel. Jen and Mike didn't want to venture out of the hotel and risk running into people they knew at Penn State.
Mike was nervous, as up to that point Mal, Jay and Artie knew him as a sponsor of the Ramones, not Jen's husband. But the 3 guys were all cool about this subterfuge, shaking Mike's hand and laughing good naturedly. At Jen's request, Drums had already filled in the guys. Mike was shy and she didn't want the guys giving him a hard time about the ruse. The guys went out of their way to make Mike feel comfortable, not wanting to upset the "husband" and get between them and Jen's sweet pussy.
Drinks were served and joints were lit. Jen had made a point to stock Mal's bar with Highland Park scotch. She poured two fingers over a single ice cube and brought the glass to Mike. In her other hand she held a joint.
"Here you go baby," Jen said putting the joint between her husband's lips. Mike inhaled deeply but then coughed it out, not being as experienced as others (including his wife). Some of the guys chuckled at Mike's clumsiness.
Jen tenderly kissed Mike's forehead. "Remember, don't breath so much in, just hold it in your lungs" she said softly. Mike did as Jen said and this time he didn't cough. Jen gave Mike 2 more hits. After the last one he was feeling high.
"Here you go," Jen said giving him the tumbler of Highland Park. She led him to a chair with a good view of the entire view. "Are you sure?" Jen said. "Last chance. Once I start ... you know."
"Yeah, I want to do it," Mike said his voice hoarse from excitement, his head spinning from the weed. "You want to, right?"
"Oh yes!" Jen said enthusiastically glancing excitedly at the 3 guys. She kissed Mike. "Remember, I'm just playing." She kissed him again.
Then Jen joined Mal, Jay and Artie. "So who's first?" she said with a nervous giggle. Jay and Artie approached her.
"Are you sure your wives don't mind?" Jen said with a giggle as Jay pressed against her back while Artie pressed against her front, making a Jen sandwich.
"They're probably fucking some groupies," Jay joked, running his hands from her flat belly to her braless breasts.
"Guys or girls?" Jen joked back with another giggle.
"Probably both," Artie said kissing up her neck. Jen rolled her head back as the two men began working on her.
Artie moved his lips from Jen's neck to her mouth. They kissed and traded tongue. He moved his hands to her breasts, cupping and kneading her.
Jay kissed the back of Jen's neck and moved his hands to her slim (yet shapely) tight ass.
Then he pushed her long wet hair to one side and leaned down and kissed her neck. He kissed from her shoulder up her neck to her ear. Jen still had her eyes closed and Mike was seriously turning her on. Mike didn't have the best technique - he wasn't the best lover - but after years he knew her body really well, knew where and how to touch her.
As Mike nuzzled her ultrasensitive neck and ear, he reached around her and cupped her small breasts, gently massaging them and rubbing her nipples. Mike's caresses were gentle and loving. He was always that way with her, treating her like his Goddess. While she got intense sexual pleasure from Frankie's (and other men's) rough treatment of her body, she loved Mike's gentle and caring caresses.
Mike moved Jen to sit on the back seat of the tub, facing him. He was gratified to see she had her cum face on. He put his hands on her knees and gently pushed her legs apart.
Jen opened her legs only reluctantly. She was worried what Mike would think seeing her pussy. He always complimented her about how her pussy looked so pretty and sweet, like a teenager's. But after almost 2 months with Frankie, she knew her pussy didn't look the same way.
Mike used the spray nozzle to wash the soapy water from Jen's skin. He looked at her pussy. Normally her pussy was two short, thin lips pressed tightly together, with a small fold above covering her clit. The lips were usually just a shade darker than the surrounding skin.
Her pussy looked different now. The lips were puffy and darker. Worse, her once tight seamless slit now gaped apart. Not a lot, but the gap was clearly noticeable.
Clearly getting fucked by Drums had changed her. He'd had her for 9 weeks. During that time he had constant access to her body, and he'd taken advantage of it, fucking her constantly.
9 weeks. 63 days. How many times had his long thick cock been inside her? 100 times? At least 100 times.
His long, super thick cock inside her, penetrating her, stretching her out, molding her pussy to fit HIS cock, instead of Mike's.
Mike felt heady with lust. He was already hard again.
"Do you still think it's pretty?" Jen asked hesitantly.
"It's the most beautiful pussy in the world!" Mike gushed without any hesitation. He leaned in and ate her out. Soon Jen was writhing under his mouth and clutching at the ceramic of the tub. She screamed when she came.
"God I've so missed that!" she panted as Mike snuggled her into his arms.
They finished their bath and got dressed, getting ready for their evening with the Ramones. It took Mike only minutes to get dressed. Of course Jen took a lot longer, she was still blow drying her hair when Mike was lacing up his shoes.
"Hey you," Jen said playfully digging her toe into Mike's calf. "Can you run and get condoms? I only brought your size."
"Oh, okay," Mike said, his heart beat quickening.
"Remember, extra large," Jen said. Mike knew that of course, she said that just to tease him. She added "Mal is probably your size, but Jay and Artie ..."
"I get it," Mike said, his throat dry.
"Hurry Mike, we're already late," she said. She turned away from him and turned the hair dryer back on.
Mike rushed to the closest drug store. Inside he bought 2 boxes of XL Magnum condoms. The cashier - a young pretty girl who was probably an undergrad at Penn State - gave him a quick impressed smile. Mike blushed, knowing the condoms were for other men, not him. These super large condoms would dbang over his small cock.
When Mike got back Jen was sliding on her stockings. Otherwise she was still nude, although her hair and makeup were done (she looked gorgeous!). After sliding up the thigh highs Jen stepped into high heels. Mike loved it when Jen put on her legware and high heels before putting the rest of her clothes on!
"No bra or panties?" Mike joked.
"Can't," Jen said. Then she wiggled into her skirt. It was muted red and made of stretchy material, like Lycra. The muted red went perfectly with the black stockings.
Jen did a sweet pirouette. "See, the skirt's so tight even a thong would show, I already tried it," she said matter-of-factly.
"Yeah ..." Mike said his throat dry. She looked so hot in that skirt! It looked airbrushed on her sexy tight ass and it showed a lot of her incredible long legs!
As if to torture Mike (since she could do it herself), Jen turned around and said "Zip me?"
Mike's hands shook as he found the zipper. With the zipper down it was so clear she was pantyless. He zipped her up and then he put his arms around her, his hands on her sexy flat stomach. "Jen ..." he moaned kissing her back. One hand stayed on her tight stomach while his other cupped her breasts. God he wanted her so bad!
"Stop," Jen said giggling, wiggling from his grasp. She teasingly pressed the pointy toe of her high heel into his calf. "You got me hot eating me out, now I really need a big cock." She giggled and added "Or 2 big ones and a little one," referring to Jay, Artie and Mal.
"What about Drums?" Mike asked.
"I don't think he'll be there," Jen said suddenly melancholy. Mike saw the cloud pass over her face. It bothered him. Clearly there were still feelings there. Lingering feelings for Drums, for Scott? He decided not to press it now.
Jen wiggled into her top. It was sleeveless and the same muted red. More precisely, it was muted red in the front. The back was sheer black silk, and it clearly showed she wasn't wearing a bra. The front was Lycra too and her nipples were clearly outlined.
"You're gorgeous honey!" Mike gushed. He couldn't believe he was married to such a beautiful, sexy girl! Even after being with her for years he never tired of looking at her!
"Thanks," Jen said beaming at him. Mike was sitting down. Jen moved closer and pressed her flat tummy against his knees. "Are you sure you're ready for this? Three guys gang banging your sweet wife?"
"Yes!" Mike said excitedly.
Jen giggled. Mike was so predictable!
"I might ask you to leave," she warned him gently. "I'm not sure I can handle you watching me act super slutty."
"Oh ..." Mike said disappointed. "Baby I would never think you were a slut, no matter what you did."
"I know, it would just be too embarrassing for me," she said. "I'll tell you all about it," she promised.
"Okay ..." Mike agreed, disappointed.
They took the elevator to Mal's suite. They were all staying in the same hotel. Jen and Mike didn't want to venture out of the hotel and risk running into people they knew at Penn State.
Mike was nervous, as up to that point Mal, Jay and Artie knew him as a sponsor of the Ramones, not Jen's husband. But the 3 guys were all cool about this subterfuge, shaking Mike's hand and laughing good naturedly. At Jen's request, Drums had already filled in the guys. Mike was shy and she didn't want the guys giving him a hard time about the ruse. The guys went out of their way to make Mike feel comfortable, not wanting to upset the "husband" and get between them and Jen's sweet pussy.
Drinks were served and joints were lit. Jen had made a point to stock Mal's bar with Highland Park scotch. She poured two fingers over a single ice cube and brought the glass to Mike. In her other hand she held a joint.
"Here you go baby," Jen said putting the joint between her husband's lips. Mike inhaled deeply but then coughed it out, not being as experienced as others (including his wife). Some of the guys chuckled at Mike's clumsiness.
Jen tenderly kissed Mike's forehead. "Remember, don't breath so much in, just hold it in your lungs" she said softly. Mike did as Jen said and this time he didn't cough. Jen gave Mike 2 more hits. After the last one he was feeling high.
"Here you go," Jen said giving him the tumbler of Highland Park. She led him to a chair with a good view of the entire view. "Are you sure?" Jen said. "Last chance. Once I start ... you know."
"Yeah, I want to do it," Mike said his voice hoarse from excitement, his head spinning from the weed. "You want to, right?"
"Oh yes!" Jen said enthusiastically glancing excitedly at the 3 guys. She kissed Mike. "Remember, I'm just playing." She kissed him again.
Then Jen joined Mal, Jay and Artie. "So who's first?" she said with a nervous giggle. Jay and Artie approached her.
"Are you sure your wives don't mind?" Jen said with a giggle as Jay pressed against her back while Artie pressed against her front, making a Jen sandwich.
"They're probably fucking some groupies," Jay joked, running his hands from her flat belly to her braless breasts.
"Guys or girls?" Jen joked back with another giggle.
"Probably both," Artie said kissing up her neck. Jen rolled her head back as the two men began working on her.
Artie moved his lips from Jen's neck to her mouth. They kissed and traded tongue. He moved his hands to her breasts, cupping and kneading her.
Jay kissed the back of Jen's neck and moved his hands to her slim (yet shapely) tight ass.
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