Brian's Sweet Slut Pt. 01
 Chapter 1

Brian Matthews stood near the bar watching his wife of ten years,
Sara, flirt with a tall good-looking man. He could see the smile on
her face from across the room. She stood close to the stranger, their
hips almost touching. It was a position that would have made most
husbands jealous. Brian reached into his pocket and felt the still
warm panties that she had been wearing. She hadn't objected when he
told her that she needed to take them off. He told her that he could
see the outline through her dress. Although the beige cotton cocktail
dress was very tight, they both knew that the panties couldn't be seen
since there wasn't much to the tiny slip of material anyway. In fact,
now that she didn't have panties on, if she stood in the light just
right, the dress was almost transparent. If she hadn't shaved her
pubic hair, it surely would have shown through.

A sigh escaped Brian's lips as he watched his gorgeous wife. She
looked as trim and as sexy as she had the day he met her. Her breasts
were still firm enough that she rarely needed to wear a bra, and her
hips were still slim enough to look good in the tightest clothes.

It had been almost twelve years since a mutual friend introduced them
while in college. Brian had been at a fraternity party with his best
friend Patrick. It was the beginning of their sophomore year and they
were preparing for the new school semester. That meant getting drunk.
Brian had made a total fool of himself trying to get Sara's attention.
He was just drunk enough to be bold. They were at a pool party and
Brian was showing everyone how he could balance himself on one foot at
the end of the diving board without spilling his beer. It didn't work.
He and the beer went into the pool, clothes and all. Fortunately, Sara
had thought his antics were cute.

For Brian, it was love at first sight. 

However, it was apparent that Sara wasn't as enamored with Brian as he
was with her. In fact, he found out later that she wanted to date
around and wasn't interested in being tied down with one guy. It had
taken two years for Brian to convince her to date him exclusively.
That was the second best day of his life. The first was when she
agreed to marry him.

Brian could see that Sara was nervous and excited as she stood next to
the tall stranger. He knew that her juice was already beginning to
trickle down her thighs. That was one of the many things he loved
about her. Her vagina dripped like a faucet when she was excited. He
could see her shifting from one foot to the other and knew that she
was trying to stem the flow. He watched as she leaned over and
whispered something into her new friend's ear. A smile crossed his
face as he glanced around the room and then he nodded his head. A
second later they were sneaking out the back sliding door.

Suddenly Brain felt a moment of panic as he watched them leave. His
panic was not because Sara was going outside with a stranger but
rather because he would lose sight of them. He looked around his
boss's large Victorian style house and saw a spiral staircase leading
upstairs. He quickly put his drink down and headed for the stairs.
However, before he could make it to the steps, his boss caught him.

"There you are Brian. I've been meaning to talk to you about a
re-engineering project that I've been thinking about."

"Yes, sir," Brian said, trying to keep the irritation from his voice. 

"Well, I was hoping to put you in charge and I wanted to explain where
I want to go with this."

"Thank you, sir. I truly appreciate the opportunity." It was quite a
compliment that his boss thought enough of him to pick him for the
project. However, it wasn't the best time to talk about it. Brian knew
that there was no way to excuse himself without being rude, so he
tried to listen patiently as his boss explained the project in painful
detail.

Finally Brian's boss paused and said, "So what do you think?"

"Uh, it sounds great," Brian stammered. He had barely heard a word the
man said. His thoughts were consumed with what was going on outside
right now.

Brian was relieved when his boss's wife came up to them and asked if
she could steal him away for a minute. He suppressed a sigh of relief
as his boss excused himself and walked away. He looked at his watch.
It had been ten minutes. He hurried upstairs. When he reached the
hallway at the top he rushed to open a door to what he thought was a
bedroom. Unfortunately, it was a bathroom. He tried another door and
found the master suite. He hurried through the room to the French
doors leading to the balcony. He gently turned the handle and stepped
outside quietly.

It was a warm summer night with a bright moon in the crystal clear
sky. The noise of the night insects was almost deafening as Brian
slowly moved toward the ivy-covered railing and peeked over, hoping
that he was in the right place.

A gasp escaped his lips when he saw his wife passionately kissing the
stranger. Their bodies were pressed together tightly. Brian's head
started to spin, as it always did at times likes these, and a tremor
of excitement rushed through him as he watched his wife and the
stranger squirm against one another.

It wasn't the first time that Brian had seen such a sight. Over the
past six months he had seen her in the arms of a number of different
men.

It all started the night they had gone to his niece's wedding. It was
one of those boring family things and Brian wanted to leave as soon as
possible. However, they had to make an appearance at the reception, at
least. Sara, on the other hand, liked weddings. She liked to talk with
friends that she only saw on rare occasions and she especially liked
to dance.

Brian hated the small talk and wasn't much of a dancer. So, when a
young man came over and asked Sara to dance, he didn't object. As the
young man led his gorgeous wife to the dance floor, he glanced around
and could see the eyes of other men on his wife. After that, half the
single men, and a few that were married, asked her to dance. It might
have been because she was wearing a low cut dress that exposed half
her breasts. It may have also been because Sara liked the attention
and was quite a tease.

By the end of the night, Sara had had a little too much to drink and
was flirting shamelessly with them. Strangely, instead of being
jealous, Brian found himself incredibly turned on. It came as a
complete surprise to him. He had never been the jealous type but that
had never been tested like this night. When they finally got home late
that night, they made love like they hadn't done in months. Sara was
like a tiger and ravished him with a passion that he hadn't seen in
quite some time. They both went to sleep with smiles on their faces.

The following day Sara had apologized profusely and asked for
forgiveness. Her surprise was obvious when Brian shrugged it off and
said that he was happy that she had had fun. He told her that he knew
that she liked to dance and was sorry that he wasn't very good at it.
Besides that, he told her, it was fun watching her tease all those
horny young men. He knew that the comment had shocked Sara but they
had dropped the subject at that point.

A few weeks later, a similar incident happened. This time it was at a
party at work. There was an older man who had cornered Sara. She was
enjoying his attention and only made a half-hearted attempt to get
away from him. When she looked for Brain, she saw him watching her
with a strange look on his face. The man's hand began to slip down her
hip until it was firmly on her ass. Sara's eyes opened in shock, but
when she looked for Brain he was gone. Sara knew that the right thing
to do was to smack his face, however, instead she took a slow sip of
her drink and let his hand squeeze her ass.

Brian hadn't gone far. He had moved around until he had a clear view
of Sara and the man standing in the corner. He could see that his hand
was between Sara and the wall and it appeared to be moving up and
down. Incredibly, Brian felt his penis begin to harden. He noticed
that he wasn't the only one with an erection-the stranger's pants had
a tent in them too.

Nothing more happened at the party but when he and Sara went to bed
that night, the lovemaking was incredible again.

Over the next few weeks, there were several more incidents. Each one
resulted in passionate sex when the two arrived home. Finally the
subject had to come up in conversation. After a few minutes of
stuttering around the issue, they both had to admit that the teasing
had turned them on. It had been a long time since their lovemaking had
been as intense or as frequent. After discussing it, they had agreed
that as long as the teasing didn't go too far, it would be a nice way
to spice up their marriage. However, they hadn't defined what "too
far" meant.

Since that day, they had arranged several situations where Sara had
become "involved" with men. They had found a bar in a town a safe
distance away, where they could experiment without fear of being seen
by someone they knew. For the most part, what happened was harmless
teasing. Sara would dance and joke with men, allowing them liberties
that weren't entirely proper but still within the realm of teasing.
However, on two occasions, Sara had left the bar with men and made out
in their cars. While the men obviously wanted to have sex, Sara only
allowed heavy petting. She let them play with her breasts and then
masturbated them. Each time, she told Brian the story in great detail
before they made passionate love.

Now Brian was standing on the balcony watching his wife and a stranger
kiss. This night had been charged with electricity from the very
beginning. It seemed like something more was going to happen. The fact
that Brian had never been close enough to watch before made this
different as well.

Brian could hear Sara moan as she kissed the handsome stranger. He
could see their open mouths working on one another. Occasionally he
could see Sara's or the stranger's tongue as the kisses grew more
passionate. Then he watched as the man's hands had slipped down her
back until he was cupping her firm ass cheeks. Sara seemed to welcome
the caresses and squirmed her hips into him. When his hands reached
the hem of her short cocktail dress she still didn't protest. Suddenly
the stranger pulled her short dress up to her waist, baring her naked
buttocks. A gasp escaped Brian's lips and he heard Sara moan as the
cool night air hit the warm flesh of her ass.

"God baby, you are one hot woman," the stranger said as he pulled his
mouth from her.

Sara just moaned and buried her face in his shoulder. Then Brian saw
her head jerk back and he could see that her eyes were wide open in
shock. From the movement of the stranger's hand it appeared that he
had found her vagina.

Brian reached down and grasped his hard penis as he continued to
watch. He could see Sara's hips moving back and forth against the
man's hand. Then she moved her feet apart and spread her legs,
allowing him easy access to her undoubtedly swollen lips. The moan
that escaped her lips reached Brian's ears and he trembled in
excitement. He could almost see the finger plunging in and out of her
sloppy hole. He watched her hips pushing downward in what appeared to
be a desperate attempt to take his teasing finger all the way into her
body.

Brian was beside himself as he watched from only a few feet above. He
thought about pulling out his penis but was afraid someone would catch
him. Instead he stood silently in the dark watching his wife as he
rubbed his almost painful erection inside his pants. He could see the
man's hand moving faster, working between her legs. Suddenly, he could
actually hear the squishing sound of the man's now drenched fingers.
He could see that Sara was gasping for breath.

Sara reached down and grasped the tent in the stranger's pants. "Oh
God, it's so big," she moaned.

"Take it out," the stranger whispered.

Sara's glanced around to make sure they were alone, however she didn't
look up or she would have seen her husband staring over the balcony.
Then with trembling hands she reached between them and pulled the
stranger's zipper down. A moan escaped her lips as she reached inside
his pants and found his throbbing erection. She pulled his penis out
and gasped, "Oh God!"

Brian almost gasped as well when he saw the stranger's long penis in
the bright moonlight. It was so huge that it made her hand look small.
He could see her fist moving up and down until a large drop of clear
liquid bubbled from the slit. It sparkled in the moonlight.

"Let me fuck you," the stranger hissed, his hips beginning to move
back and forth.

Brian gasped as he heard the words. His eyes opened wide in shock.
Suddenly, he was trembling all over as he watched the man push his
penis down until it was between his wife's legs. His breath caught in
his throat as he watched his wife open her thighs and then saw the
penis disappear. He couldn't believe that she was actually doing it;
that she was actually having sex with a stranger. His head was
spinning with excitement. He was finally watching his wife screw
another man.

Unfortunately Brian couldn't tell that the stranger's penis had missed
her hole and had slipped harmlessly between her legs.

"Noooo... I can't," Sara gasped and moved back, letting the penis flip
up between them.

When Brian saw the man's penis appear, and heard Sara say no, he found
himself strangely disappointed but relieved at the same time. It was a
strange paradox for him; he wanted her to do it but yet, he didn't.

"Then suck me," the man hissed excitedly and reached up to press on
Sara's shoulders.

Sara's legs seemed to buckle under her as she slid toward the grass. A
second later she was on her knees and the large penis was inches from
her face.

Brian knew that she had never gone this far. He wondered if she would
go through with it... if she would actually take the stranger's penis
into her mouth. He didn't have to wait long to find out.

The man placed both hands on her head and was pulling her face toward
the pulsing shaft.

Sara resisted for a moment. Her eyes were wide with excitement. 

Suddenly, Brian heard her moan of surrender, as she opened her lips
and took another man's penis into her mouth for the first time since
they had married. Brian closed his eyes for a second and took a deep
and trembling breath. When he opened his eyes he saw Sara's stretched
mouth begin to work up and down the long white shaft.

Brian was going crazy as he watched her suck the stranger's penis. He
couldn't believe that she was going this far. He watched the man begin
to direct her head back and forth with his hands. He could see the
saliva-wet penis as it came out of his wife's mouth and actually hear
the sucking sound. He had never heard or seen anything more exciting.

"That's it baby, suck my cock! Eat me! God, you can suck baby!"

The man's nasty words seemed to have an affect on Sara. She reached up
and grasped his shaft with both hands, her fingers unable to touch.
She began to pump her hands up and down rapidly.

"He's going to cum," Brian whispered in an unheard warning to his
wife.

Sara already knew it.

"That's it... that's it," the stranger hissed as he pushed forward and
pulled her head toward his shaft. "Ahhhhhhh!!!" he moaned, "I'm
cumming."

Brain could see that Sara was surprised at the force of his
ejaculation. Her eyes opened wide and her cheeks bulged out as her
mouth filled with his cum. Another tremble went through Brian as he
watched his wife swallow once and then again. Her fists continued to
move up and down, milking the juice from the stranger's balls.

Amazingly, Brian watched Sara began to tremble. He knew the signs.
Without touching herself, she had managed to climax. She moaned around
the still spurting shaft and her body shook. As she climaxed, her
mouth stopped sucking and the stranger's cum continued to fill her
mouth and began to trickle from her lips. It ran down her chin and
dripped to the grass. Some of it even splattered onto the soft swells
of her breasts. Finally the stranger's penis wilted and slipped out of
her mouth, leaving another trail of sperm on her chin. Sara quickly
stood up and wiped the back of her still trembling hand across her
mouth.

"I... I... my husband..." Sara gasped in confusion.

"I understand. My wife will be looking for me too."

Brian rushed out of the room and hurried back downstairs. He was at
the bar getting another drink when Sara came back in. He tried to act
like he had never left the party.

Chapter 2

Sara and Brian left the party soon after the incident with the
stranger. For some reason, the ride home seemed twice as long as
normal. Both Brian and Sara were silent as they sat close to each
other, deep in their own thoughts. Sara placed her head on Brian's
shoulder and reached down to warmly caress his thigh.

While Brian wanted desperately to talk about the evening, he had the
feeling that Sara didn't. She had been unusually quiet as they left
the party; possibly reliving what had happened. Or it could have been
that she was embarrassed. Brian couldn't be sure. However, there was
no question that Brian was still very much excited about what he had
witnessed. He couldn't get the vision of his sweet wife on her knees
giving oral sex to a stranger out of his head. He could still see the
stranger's sperm dripping from her chin. In fact, when he looked down
at his wife as she sat beside him, he could see a shimmer of the
sticky fluid on the swells of her breasts. He knew that it was the
stranger's cum. He wondered if she could still taste him.

Brian was dying to ask her for the details. When they were almost
home, Brian finally broke the silence and asked, "Did you have fun
tonight?"

"I guess," Sara answered in a non-committal tone. It was obvious that
she wasn't sure how much she should reveal. They had agreed that she
would always be honest and tell him what happened. But Brian knew that
it had gone further than she, or even he, expected.

"So tell me what happened?" Brian pressed, trying not to sound
impatient.

Sara hesitated but finally said, "Well, you saw us go outside. We
kissed and he... he uh... he put his finger in me."

A chill went through Brian at her words. He wanted and needed more.
"And?" he asked.

"Then I took his... his co... cock out and... you know... I got him
off." Sara's face turned scarlet. Sara fell silent again.

Brian was somewhat relieved that she hadn't lied. However, he knew
that she wasn't telling the entire truth either.

Brian fought the urge to tell her that he had watched. He decided to
wait to reveal that until later. But, right now he felt frustration at
her lack of detail. He thought that maybe a little stimulation would
open her up. He reached over and put his hand between her legs. When
he felt her open them for him, he smiled and moved his fingers to her
still swollen sex. He began to run his fingers gently up and down
between the lips and said, "I'll bet you wanted to fuck him didn't
you?"

Sara didn't answer for a minute. Finally, she whispered, "Yes." Then
she added truthfully, "But I didn't." Then she fell silent again.

The lack of detail was very frustrating to Brian. When she didn't add
anymore, Brian decided that he had gotten all that he could out of her
for the moment. For the rest of the ride home he played with her sexy
lips, bringing moans of pleasure and renewed excitement from her.

When they arrived home, it took about ten minutes for them to get from
the garage to the bedroom. They stopped and kissed multiple times,
losing pieces of clothing as they went. Brian's penis had not really
gone soft since the moment he saw them kissing.

Sara and Brian fell naked onto the bed; their bodies pressed tightly
together, his lips searching for her heaving breasts. He could see the
now dried flakes of sperm on the soft swells. His lips worked around
those spots and to her hard nipples.


"Yes, suck my tits," Sara gasped.

As he sucked her nipples, he moved his hand between her legs to play
with her excited and still swollen lips. He kissed back up her neck to
her ear and whispered, "I'm sure you wanted his big cock in your sweet
little hole, didn't you?"

Suddenly, Sara tensed, wondering how he knew that the stranger had a
large penis. Then she decided that she was being paranoid. "Yes, it
was big and hard," she gasped.

"Can you still taste him in your mouth?"

Sara's eyes flew open.

Brian began to move his finger in and out of her vagina as he hovered
over his surprised wife and stared into her wide eyes. Then he
whispered, "I saw you. I saw you sucking his cock."

"Oh God," Sara gasped, mortified that he had watched them, but maybe
more concerned that she hadn't told him the entire story.

"I could see every inch of his big cock. I was standing on the balcony
above you. I could see your saliva shining on his penis in the
moonlight. I even saw him try to fuck you." Brian paused for a second
and let that sink in. Then he added, "My cock was so hard I thought it
was going to rip my pants."

Sara almost sighed in relief when she realized that he wasn't angry.
Her body relaxed as the tension flowed out.

"So, how did his cock taste?" Brian asked.

"Go... good," Sara said hesitantly.

When Brian felt her vagina pulse, he continued his dirty talk. "I saw
you swallow his cum too. I saw you drink every drop of his sperm
except what dripped from your chin to your tits. You're such a slut
aren't you?" he asked rhetorically. His fingers began to move rapidly
in and out of Sara's now quivering lips.

Sara didn't answer but she whimpered and squirmed under his
manipulations.

"I know you wanted that big cock in your pussy," Brain whispered
excitedly as he slipped between her legs on his knees. He leaned close
to her and continued, "He almost got it into you. For a second I
thought it was in you."

Sara moaned as her mind flashed back to the incredible excitement she
had felt at that moment. Suddenly, her excitement took over and
without any further probing she hissed, "Yes... yes, I wanted his
cock! I wanted him to fuck meeeee!!!"

Brain groaned as he held himself over Sara, his penis just touching
the wet and swollen lips of her vagina. "My cock's not as big as his,
but you still want me to fuck you, don't you?"

"Oh yes... oh yes," she moaned and grabbed Brain's ass cheeks as her
hips lifted from the bed.

Brian pulled back slightly, not allowing Sara to accomplish her goal.
"I'm not sure my cock is big enough for you after seeing his," he
teased. Then he moved the head of his own substantial penis until it
just touched her hole, still avoiding her attempts to take him inside.

"Please... please, fuck meeeee!" Sara wrapped her arms around Brian's
neck and her legs around his waist and she tried to pull him down to
her squirming body.

Brian tried to resist, attempting to draw out their excitement.
However, his own excitement was rapidly becoming too much for him. He
circled his hips, letting the swollen head of his penis become wet
with her copious juices. Finally, with a bellow, he dropped his hips
and his penis slipped easily into her swollen hole.

"Ahhhheeeee!!!" Sara screamed. She pulled her husband's hips into her
and took him all the way to the bottom. Then she tried to pull his
lips to her own.

However, Brian hesitated for a second, remembering where Sara's lips
had been. Then he moaned and let his lips meet hers. His tongue went
into her mouth as her warm hole surrounded his throbbing penis. The
room quickly filled with the sloppy sounds of their coupling and the
bed squeaked and groaned under their frantic movements.

When Brian pulled his lips from Sara, he bent to her ear again and
said, "God sweetie your pussy is so hot and wet tonight. That big cock
must have really turned you on. Watching you play with it and then
suck it drove me crazy."

"It was soooo big," Sara moaned. "It stretched my lips but I wanted to
take it inside me so bad." There was no hesitation now as excitement
consumed her. They were both too far gone for concern about jealously.

"You're my sweet little slut aren't you?" Brain gasped as his hips
pounded into her.

"Yes... yes, I'm your slut."

"My slut. My sweet and wonderful slut, with another man's sperm in her
stomach." Brian words were bringing them both quickly to a peak.

"Yessssss... I'm your slut. I sucked his cock and drank his cum.
That's what you wanted, isn't it? You wanted me to suck another man's
cock didn't you?

"Oh God, yesssss!!!" Brian gasped.

I love you... I love you..." Sara hissed as her body began to shake in
climax. Her fingernails dug into Brian's ass and her legs squeezed him
tightly to her. "Oh God, oh God, oh God," she gasped.

"I'm cummmmmmmmiiiinnnnngggg!!!" Brian screamed as he unleashed his
long pent up sperm. It felt as though his balls were exploding as he
pumped his sperm deep into his loving wife. Their bodies trembled and
shook as their cries of pleasure echoed throughout the room.

Finally, Brian's body fell heavily onto his wife. Then he rolled to
the side, his rapidly shrinking penis slipping from her saturated
hole. He pulled her into his arms and held her tightly. A minute later
the two of them fell into a satisfied and exhausted sleep. Sara with a
stranger's cum in her stomach and her husband's cum running from her
satisfied hole and Brian with his balls empty, and his penis limp,
lying uselessly on his thigh.

Chapter 3

When Brian came downstairs the following morning, Sara was sitting at
the table still in her dressing gown. By this time she was normally
already dressed and ready for work. She didn't look up from the paper
as he entered the kitchen. He walked quietly over to the counter and
poured himself a cup of coffee.

As he turned and leaned against the counter, he began to worry that
she might not feel well. Or worse yet, that she was upset by what had
happened yesterday. She didn't look up from her newspaper when he
walked over and sat down. "Aren't you going to say good morning?"

Sara lowered her paper and smiled self-consciously at him. "Good
morning," she whispered and her face flushed.

It was obvious that she was uncomfortable about what had happened.
However, Brian was in a good mood, only slightly embarrassed about his
complicity in what had transpired. "Aren't you going to work today?"
he asked, in an attempt to break the ice.

"I thought I would take a vacation day."

"Oh," Brian said. They normally took their vacation days together.
"Sara, are you okay... with... you know... what happened last night?"

Suddenly, she looked like she was going to cry. "I... I... don't
know." Then tears started to form in her eyes. "I... I just..." she
said and her voice trailed off and she started to sob.

"Oh God Sara, I'm sorry," Brian said and quickly came around the
table. He went to his knees and grabbed her hands in his. "I didn't
mean for this to upset you. I love you so much. It was all my fault."
He held her hands to his cheek and felt like crying himself.

Sara looked shocked as she stared down at her husband. "You... you
didn't mean to upset me? Brian, I'm the one that... that... did it."
Her voice was almost a scream in total disbelief that Brian was
blaming himself.

"I encouraged you." 

Sara started to answer but no words came out. She didn't know what to
say. The tears poured down her cheeks as her heart filled with love.
She slipped from her chair until she was on her knees in front of him.
"God I love you," she whispered as her lips met his.

Brian was surprised but delighted by her reaction. He moaned, almost
with relief and pulled her to him, his tongue entering her willing
mouth.

The kiss quickly turned passionate.

Brian wrapped his arms around her as their tongues dueled. With a moan
his hand found her soft breast under her robe. A second later he was
searching for the opening and slipped his hand inside.

Sara moaned as her excitement grew rapidly. She pushed Brian back
until he was on the floor and she was lying on top of him. She stared
down into his eyes as she reached down for the zipper of his pants.

"I'll be late," Brian protested weakly as Sara pulled his hard penis
from the opening.

"Shhhh," she whispered as she moved her head down. A second later she
took his penis into her mouth.

"Ohhhh!!!" Brian moaned as he looked down and watched her begin to
suck him. He could see her eyes looking up at him as her tongue worked
on the pulsing head. Suddenly, he could imagine her lips wrapped
around the stranger's penis last night. Another moan escaped him and
he closed his eyes, chastising himself for imagining her with another
man while she pleasured him. However, no matter how hard he tried, he
couldn't get the image from his mind.

Strangely, the same vision flashed into Sara's mind. She moaned and
sucked harder, her hand pumping the shaft in an attempt to banish the
image. When she couldn't shake the image, she pulled away, bringing a
moan from Brian. She stood up and looked down at her husband on the
floor. With a smile filled with lust, she opened her robe and let it
drop to the floor, standing naked above him. She moved until her feet
were on either side of his legs. Then she slowly squatted and reached
for his penis.

Brian's face was wild with passion now. He watched as his wife held
his penis to her wet sex lips. Another moan escaped him as she took
just the head into her hole. When he tried to push upward, she moved
away and giggled. It was her turn to tease him.

"Please!" he pleaded.

She did it again and again, letting only the head enter her. It wasn't
long before they were both mad with passion. Finally, she centered the
head on her hole and pushed downward.

"Ahhhhhh!!!" they both moaned as his penis slipped all the way into
her body.

A second later, Sara started to bounce up and down, groaning with
pleasure.

Finally, Brian lost the image of his wife sucking another man. Now all
he saw was his gorgeous mate with her eyes closed in the throes of
passion. He reached up and grasped her breasts.

Sara opened her eyes and smiled at Brian as she moved up and down with
a regular tempo. Her heart was pounding with excitement at the love
she saw in his eyes. Suddenly, without warning, she began to climax.

Below her, Brian could feel her trembling in pleasure as her vagina
began to squeeze him. His excitement boiled over. "Oh God baby," he
moaned as he joined her.

When Sara felt him filling her with his sperm, her own climax
intensified. She began to move up and down more rapidly. She grunted
as waves of pleasure washed over her as she took all he had to offer.
Her climax went on for a long time.

Finally, Sara collapsed onto Brian's body, gasping for breath. When
she could breathe again, she looked down at his face and smiled. "You
had better change your pants and get going or you're going to be late
for work." With that, she pulled away, letting his rapidly shrinking
penis slip from her, followed by a gush of sperm. She smiled one last
time at him before she picked up her robe and left the kitchen with
his sperm streaming down her thighs.

Brian lay exhausted on the kitchen floor for several minutes trying to
figure out what had just happened. A smile was on his face as he
pulled himself to his feet and shook his head. That was better than
make-up sex, he thought, and they hadn't even had a fight. The smile
was still on his face as he left the house for work.

Chapter 4

It was nearly 11:00 AM when Brian's office phone rang. 

"Hello."

"Hi sweetie," Sara said with a smile in her voice.

"Hi."

"I just wanted to call and tell you how much I enjoyed this morning.
It's been a long time since we were that spontaneous."

"I know. It was fun," Brian answered. He wondered why she was calling
since they rarely talked at work. He figured it had to have something
to do with what happened yesterday.

"I've been thinking a lot this morning."

"Uh oh," Brian laughed.

"Seriously, I wanted to say that you are a wonderful husband. It's not
many husbands that would... would let their wife do what... do what I
have done in the past several months," Sara said, suddenly very
nervous. She had thought all morning about what she was going to say
and even practiced it, but now she found the words hard to say.

Brian was silent for a moment. He said, "It's not one sided or even
altruistic. I get as much, maybe more, pleasure than you."

"I'm beginning to realize that. Still, it's hard to believe that you
like the thought of me with another man. I would go crazy if I thought
you were with another woman."

"I don't want another woman," Brian said and added, "You're plenty for
me." He laughed self-consciously.

Sara laughed nervously too and paused. Finally she said, "Brian, I
know that the phone is not the proper place to talk about this but I
just couldn't wait until you got home. Things went pretty far with the
guy from the party and I think we need to discuss where all this is
going."

"I thought we had. We agreed that it was fun and had spiced up our
relationship," Brian said, trying not to sound defensive. Then, when
Sara didn't say anything he asked, "Do you want it to end?"

"No!" she answered a little too quickly and in a voice louder than
necessary. She caught herself and said, "I mean... I mean it has made
our love life much more exciting. But, how far do we let it go?"

"How far do you want it to go?" Brian threw the question back to her.

"I don't know. I know that I love you and that I don't ever want it to
hurt our relationship."

"We won't let it. I love you too. Listen, why don't we talk about this
when I get home."

"Okay. But Brian, I... I got a call from Terry. You know, the guy from
the party." The words came out in a rush. She obviously didn't want to
end the conversation before she told him.

"What did he want?" Brian asked as if he didn't already know the
answer to that.

"Uh... he wanted to know if I... if I wanted to go out with him Friday
night."

Suddenly Brian realized that this was the real reason for the call in
the middle of the morning. For a moment he felt a sudden anger rising.
Sara had been prodding him without telling him the real purpose of her
call. However, the anger just as quickly changed to excitement. "What
did you tell him?" he asked in a non-committal tone.

"I said that I would let him know."

"Do you want to?" Brian felt a stirring in his pants.

"Only if you want me too."

"That's not fair Sara," Brian said tensely. She was the one bringing
this up and he felt like she was trying to have him make the decision.

"You're right. Yes, I would like to go out with him. But, but I'm
scared."

"Of what?"

"Everything. I barely know the guy and I'm not sure I'm ready for what
he wants. I'm still not sure you are ready either."

Brian started to say that he was more than ready but decided to wait.
For some reason he didn't want to appear over eager. The thought was
incredibly exciting to him, however he wanted Sara to be ready too. He
said, "Let me think about it and we'll talk when I get home."

"Okay," Sara said. She couldn't tell what Brian was thinking but she
knew enough not to push it now. "I love you sweetheart."

"I love you too. See you tonight."

When Brian walked into the house at six forty-five, the house was
unusually quiet. "Sara," he called out but didn't hear an answer. He
walked through the living room to the dining room. He saw that the
lights were turned down and that there were lit candles on the table
and it was set with their best china and crystal.

Brian heard something behind him and turned around.

"Hi sweetie." Sara stood in the doorway smiling at her surprised
husband. She had on a low cut and short cocktail dress. Most of her
thighs and breasts were uncovered. The rest of her was barely covered
by the tight black dress that had a split up the side, clear to her
waist. Her hair was freshly styled and she had makeup on. Her lipstick
was bright red and she had on blue eye shadow.

Brian had never seen the dress she was wearing. Suddenly he realized
that she looked like a hooker. A smile came to his face. "What's going
on?"

"I just thought you would enjoy a little TLC after working so hard
today."

Brian almost laughed. He had barely gotten any work done today,
especially after their conversation. Another smile came to his lips as
he put down his briefcase and opened his arms.

Sara practically ran to him. They hugged warmly and then kissed.
Brian's penis was already hard and pressing to his wife's stomach. He
was ready to take her right there. However, she pushed him away and
spun around and then said, "Do you like?"

Brian's eyes were swimming in excitement as he stared as his wife. He
could see that the top barely covered the nipples of her breast and
that the bottom was only inches from revealing her vagina. The split
up the side showed that she wasn't wearing panties. "I love it!"

"Do I look like your little slut?"

"Mmmm," Brian moaned and tried to pull her into his arms.

Sara held him back. "Why don't you shower and change and I'll have a
cocktail waiting for you."

Brian pulled her to him again and kissed her. "I don't know if I can
wait that long." When Sara pushed him back again he said, "Okay," and
reluctantly went upstairs. A few seconds later he was in the shower.
As he washed himself, he thought of what was waiting downstairs and
his penis began to harden. He lathered up his crotch and used his hand
to stroke his rapidly swelling shaft. Suddenly, in his mind he saw
Sara with Terry. Sara was wearing the same dress and they were in an
embrace. He felt his legs tremble in excitement as he watched the
older man's hands slip under the short dress and squeeze her sweet ass
cheeks. When he felt his balls begin to churn, he stopped his hand
movement. He wasn't going to waste it in the shower-he had a better
place for his cum.

When Brian came back downstairs, Sara was waiting. She handed him a
drink and led him to the sofa. Then she snuggled next to him. The two
of them sat quietly for a few minutes.

Brian felt the strong drink begin to relax him. He turned to Sara and
said, "So is this what you're going to wear on Friday night?"

Sara's eyes lit up and she smiled broadly. "I don't know. Maybe I'll
wear nothing at all," she said and then laughed. Her hand slipped down
to Brian's already tented pants and wrapped her fingers around his
hardness. She began to move her hand.

However, Brian stopped her. He saw her surprised look and said, "I was
thinking about our conversation today, especially what you said about
being scared. I made a phone call to Patrick today." Brian paused as
he thought of his friend.

Sara looked at him strangely. 

Patrick had been Brian's best friend in college but they hadn't seen
each other in six months, since the funeral. Actually, Patrick was
more than Brian's best friend. He had been madly in love with Sara.
Sara and he had dated while she was also dating Brian. Surprisingly
the two men kept their friendship while competing for Sara's
affections. Fortunately for Brian, Sara had chosen him to date
exclusively and eventually to marry. It was a difficult decision for
Sara because both of them were handsome and fun loving. Brian seemed
to be the more mature of the two. After college, Patrick had moved to
the West Coast and married his high school sweetheart. Tragically,
there had been an auto accident six months ago and, while Patrick was
injured, his wife died. Brian had gone out for a week after the
funeral to be with his friend. Since then Brian had tried to stay in
touch because he knew his friend was taking the loss very hard.

The question in Sara's mind bubbled over and she asked, "What does
Patrick have to do with this?"
"Well, I was thinking about inviting him out for a week or two," Brian
said and paused. When he saw that Sara was still confused he said,
"You know that Brian was madly in love with you and probably still
is."

"So?"

Brian realized that he was going to have to spell it out. "You said
you were scared. I thought that maybe someone you knew would be easier
for the first time."

Sara's eyes opened in surprise. "He's... your best friend," she
gasped.

"That's what makes it perfect. You like him, he likes you... don't you
see?"

"Wow," Sara said when she couldn't find any other words. 

"If you don't want to do anything with him then he can just come out
to visit. He is still hurting and it would be good for him to get
away. He hasn't even dated since the funeral."

Brian could see the wheels turning in Sara's head. He knew that she
would eventually see the logic.

Finally, a smile crossed her face. "Let me think about it," she said,
using the same words he had used earlier when they spoke about her
date with Terry. However, Brian knew that there wasn't a lot to think
about-she just didn't want to seem overeager.

Brian pulled Sara to him and their lips went together passionately. He
felt Sara pressing her hips to his and his hands reached down and
grasped her sexy ass.

Dinner was forgotten as their passion grew. A few minutes later they
were naked and consumed in passion. Sara's mind flashed back and forth
between Patrick and Terry. As she climaxed, she envisioned both men
making love to her at the same time. Amazingly, Brian had a similar
image in his mind. Only he was sitting in a chair watching his wife
make love to the two men.

Chapter 5

Sara was scheduled to meet Terry at a bar downtown at eight. She had
been incredibly nervous all day. While she and Brian had agreed that
she wouldn't go "all the way" with Terry, she realized that the
responsibility was hers. In fact, Brain seemed more comfortable than
she was that she could control the situation. However, it occurred to
her that he might not mind if she did give in.

Brian was in the living room watching TV when Sara came down. "Very
nice," he said when he saw her choice of dress.

"You don't think that I'm over dressed do you?" she asked nervously.

"Not at all," Brian said as he stared at his beautiful wife. She was
wearing a soft summer dress that had a low cut bodice with spaghetti
straps straining to hold up her substantial breasts. It was made of
thin yellow cotton and looked wonderful with her tanned skin. Her dark
and hard nipples were clearly visible, attesting to her excitement. It
was also very short, revealing a substantial portion of her smooth
thighs. She wasn't wearing nylons and Brian wondered if she had on
panties. On her feet she had four-inch high heels.

"Turn around," Brian said.

Sara spun around and looked over her shoulder at him.

"Very, very sexy. If I were Terry, I might rape you."

Suddenly, Sara looked concerned.

"I meant figuratively," Brian added quickly.

"I know but... I... I'm as nervous as a teenager on her first date,"
she said and then added, "God, I can't believe I'm doing this."

"It's not too late to back out."

"Do you want me to?"

"No," Brian said and stood up to pull her into his arms. His hands
slipped down her back until they reached her soft ass cheeks. He
started to kiss her but she resisted.

"My makeup," she said.

"Right. I suppose it will get messed up later though," he laughed.
Then with a smile he slowly pulled her dress up in back. He was almost
disappointed when he found that she was wearing panties.

Sara saw the look and said, "I can't be that easy. You don't want him
to think that I am a complete slut do you?"

"Well...."

They both laughed.

Brian walked his wife to the door and kissed her cheek. "Be good. I'll
be waiting for you."

"I love you," she whispered and then turned and left.

Brian took a deep breath and then sighed; it was going to be a long
night for him. He headed back to the living room and sat down in his
favorite chair. He picked up a book and settled back for a long
evening.

The bar was crowded as Sara entered. She saw the eyes of many of the
men, and some women, on her as she walked in. She strained her eyes in
the dark and smoky room. For a minute she thought that Terry wasn't
there. Then she saw him waving to her from a booth. Her heart started
to pound as she walked over nervously, her legs feeling like rubber.

The handsome man with graying hair smiled at her and stood up. "I
didn't think you were coming."

"It's only eight fifteen. A girl shouldn't be too eager you know."

"I know but... well, I'm glad you came. What do you want to drink?"

"Something with lots of alcohol."

Terry smiled, his teeth shinning brightly. "I know what you mean. I've
had two already to settle my nerves."

The comment surprised Sara and she showed it.

"This is not something I've done before," he said to her unasked
question. "I'm guessing it's the same for you."

"That's true," Sara answered, feeling her tension start to wane. It
somehow made her more comfortable that he wasn't experienced. However,
she knew that he could be lying to her.

As they waited for Sara's drink, Terry told her about himself. He was
an architect at a large engineering firm and had worked there for
twenty years. He was originally from Canada but was now an American
citizen.

She had detected a slight accent. 

Sara found Terry quite charming but, surprisingly, somewhat shy. She
told him a little about herself, leaving out some major details. She
wasn't sure how much she should share. After all this was just a
little fling. She figured that it wasn't necessary to tell him that
she was married; he already knew that. Besides, both of them were
wearing wedding rings.

Terry reached over and took Sara's hand. "I don't know about you but I
am very nervous. It has been a long time since I have been out on a
date."

"Me too," Sara said shyly.

"I also have to admit that I though long and hard about calling you. I
picked up the phone ten times and hung it up. I couldn't get you off
my mind after what happened at the party. It was incredibly exciting."

"It was for me as well." Sara's face colored slightly and she felt her
panties begin to get wet.

Terry looked into Sara's eyes and paused as if he were searching for
words. "Does... does your husband know where you are right now?"

The question shocked Sara. She just assumed that he would think she
was looking for a little fun behind her husband's back. Suddenly, she
didn't know what to say.

"For some strange reason, I think that he does."

Sara nodded her head.

"That's okay with me. In fact, it's great. Your husband is a lucky
man."

Sara got an incredulous look on her face.

"No, really. I've always wanted my wife to do something like this. We
even got close one time. She fooled around with one of my best friends
at a party. But that was years ago." Terry could see that Sara didn't
look like she believed him. He decided to change the subject. "Did I
say how sexy you look tonight?"

"Thank you," Sara answered shyly.

"Would you like to dance?"

"I'd love to."

Three dances later they returned to the booth. They were laughing and
talking like old friends as Terry slid in next to Sara, their thighs
touching. A second later she felt his warm hand on her thigh. A tremor
went through her as his fingers caressed her through her thin summer
dress. As the waitress came over, Terry's hand found the warm flesh
inside her knee. Without thinking, Sara opened her legs enough to
allow his hand to move upward until his fingers were on the soft skin
on the inside of her thigh. When she saw the waitress looking, she
closed her thighs quickly, trapping his hand to stop it from going
higher.

The waitress smiled knowingly, then took the order and left.

Sara knew that the waitress had seen where Terry's hand was. However,
instead of embarrassment she grew more excited. Gradually she released
the pressure on the hand and allowed it to move higher. Her face
flushed at her boldness. Then a little moan escaped her lips when his
fingers touched the gusset of her now wet panties. Her eyes glazed
over as the searching fingers found the elastic of the leg band and
slipped underneath. Sara's body stiffened but she didn't close her
thighs. "Terry," she gasped when she felt his fingers touch her
swollen lips. Her eyes closed and she gripped her drink tightly in her
fingers and tried to act calm. Suddenly her heart was pounding in her
chest and her breath was becoming labored.

A smile crossed Terry's his face when she opened her thighs willing,
giving him free access to her vagina. He searched her now swollen
inner lips until he found the opening and then slipped a finger
inside. He felt her tremble and her hole pulsed and squeezed his now
active finger. Then he added a second finger, pushing both as deeply
as the position would allow.

Sara tensed when she saw the waitress coming back with their drinks
and whispered, "Terry!"

Terry ignored her protest and kept his hand between her legs.

Sara could see the waitress's eyes staring between her legs again.
There was obvious envy on her face.

Terry pulled his now wet fingers slowly from between her legs. He
looked at the waitress and said, "Thank you." She sat the fresh drinks
down and took the empty glasses and reluctantly left.

"I think she likes you," Terry whispered.

"Me?"

"Yeah. I can always tell." Terry smiled as he took a sip of his drink
and watched the waitress until she was out of sight.

Sara's face flushed with the realization and another tremor went
through her. She had never thought that way about another woman. It
occurred to her that there were a lot of thoughts she was having that
she had never had before.

Terry turned to Sara and looked into her eyes. Slowly his mouth moved
toward hers.

Sara moaned as their lips met. She opened her mouth and let his tongue
inside. As they kissed, she felt Terry reach for her hand. Another
little moan escaped her lips when she felt his wet fingers on her on.
She felt him gently rub her own juice across her fingers. Suddenly she
was squirming in her seat. The seam of her panties had slipped between
her lips and was rubbing on her swollen clit.

Terry was staring into Sara's eyes as he slowly brought her now wet
fingers to his lips. His tongue came out and he licked the juice from
her fingers. Then, he pulled her lips to his again. They both moaned.

When Terry broke the kiss, he whispered, "We had better get out of
here before we get arrested."

Sara took one last drink before she slid out of the booth and they
left. She allowed Terry to pull her close as they waited for the valet
to bring his car.

"What about my car?" Sara asked as Terry's Lexus was brought around.

"We'll come back to get it. Are you hungry?" Terry asked as he waited
for her to get into the car.

"Uh... no, not really," Sara answered. She was far too excited to
think about something to eat.

"I'll call and cancel the reservations." Terry came around and got
into the driver's seat. "Would you like to just park somewhere and
talk?"

Sara knew that they wouldn't park and talk. However, that was fine
with her. "Yes," she said.

A few minutes later they were on the highway. They drove for several
miles toward home before pulling off the main road and onto a dirt
road. They drove for a minute and turned into a grassy opening
surrounded by trees.

"It's an old farm. No one will bother us here, because I own it,"
Terry said to Sara's unasked question.

As soon as they were stopped, Terry placed his hand behind Sara's head
and pulled her lips to his. A second later his hand came up to caress
one soft breast. A moan escaped Terry's lips as he felt the hard
nipple in the palm of his hand.

Sara reached up and slipped the strap of her dress down her shoulder,
uncovering her breast. She moaned as Terry kneaded her breast as his
lips devoured hers.

When Terry pulled back and began to kiss down her neck, she placed her
hand on his head. She let him kiss the hot skin of her neck and down
to her chest, leaving a trail of wetness behind. "Oh God," she gasped
when his lips caught her nipple. At the same time she felt him pulling
her other strap down until both breasts were free.

Terry moaned as well as he lost himself in her soft flesh. He was a
very oral lover and loved to please a woman that way. However, his
wife no longer seemed to be interested in his oral skills. He sucked
first one nipple and then the other. He even pressed them both
together so that he could lick both nipples at the same time. "God I
love your breasts," he gasped.

Sara was moaning constantly now. Her thighs squeezed together on her
very swollen sex lips and her ass squirmed on the seat. She had never
had her breasts treated like this before. Electric shocks ran from her
nipples all the way to her vagina. Incredibly Sara felt like she might
climax from the breast stimulation alone. Then, when Terry gently bit
one nipple and squeezed the other tightly in his fingers, she did
climax. It wasn't an earth shattering climax but rather one that made
her tremble with a flush of warmth that radiated from her breasts to
her vagina and back again.

When Terry felt it he doubled his efforts, sucking and squeezing her
breasts until the tremors slowed and then stopped. He pulled back and
saw that Sara's eyes were closed. "Would you like to get in the back?"

Sara opened her eyes. She bit her lip in indecision. "I... I don't
know if I'm ready to... to go all the way." That may have been the
most difficult words she had ever uttered. She wanted desperately to
make love to this man. Still, there was something stopping her.

"That's okay," Terry whispered. "We won't go any further than you
want. I promise."

Slowly Sara nodded her head. 

"Wait a minute, I have a better idea," Terry said. He got out of the
car and opened the trunk. When he came around to Sara's side of the
car he was carrying a blanket. He opened the door for her and said,
"It's a beautiful evening."

When the blanket was spread on the grass, Terry took Sara in his arms
again. As their lips met, he pushed her dress down her body and let it
drop at her feet. Now she stood practically naked in just her panties
and heels. A gently summer breeze caressed her body and she shivered,
but not from being cold. She couldn't believe she was almost naked
outdoors. It was the first time since she was a small girl.

Terry pulled his lips from Sara and whispered, "Let me pleasure you."
With that he slipped to his knees in front of her. He moved his head
forward and gently kissed her stomach, making little goose bumps
appear on her soft skin. He kissed over the skimpy material of her
panties until his lips touched her covered sex.

Sara's hips pushed forward as she felt Terry's mouth on the now soaked
crotch of her panties. Then she gasped when he sucked the material and
her swollen lips into his mouth. "Oh God," she moaned.

As the accumulated juice in her panties filled his mouth with
sweetness Terry reached up and placed his fingers into the waistband.
With one quick motion he pulled the panties to her ankles. His mouth
moved quickly back to her dripping vagina.

"Ohhhh!!!" Sara moaned and her knees began to buckle at the thrill of
his lips on her swollen flesh consumed her.

Terry felt her reaction and helped her to lie on the blanket. When she
was on her back looking up at him, he smiled. Then he bent to kiss her
neck before working down to her breasts. However, it didn't spend a
lot of time there this time. He kissed across her now heaving chest
and down to her stomach.

Without her willing it, Sara's legs opened and her hips lifted from
the blanket.

Terry smiled and pressed her back down, continuing his slow journey.
However, before he reached her center he pulled back.

Sara's eyes opened wide when she felt him getting between her legs. A
rush of panic went through her when she realized that he might be
getting into position to penetrate her.

The panic must have shown on her face because before she could
protest, Terry lifted her legs upward until her thighs were pressed to
her breast. Then he moved his stomach and bent his head and began to
kiss down her thigh.

"Oh God," Sara moaned as his lips neared her sex again. She was having
difficulty breathing now.

Terry paused and gazed down at the swollen sex of the beautiful woman.
He could see her juice shinning on her lips in the bright moonlight.
He could smell her fragrance as it mixed with the sweet smells of
summer around them. The combination made his head spin as his mouth
moved toward her throbbing lips. His head dropped and his mouth
opened.

"Ahhhhheeee!" Sara screamed, her voice echoing across the night
breeze. Her hands reached out in reflex and grabbed Terry's head. Her
fingers entwined in his hair and she pulled his mouth down and lifted
her hips. Suddenly it felt like his mouth was devouring her. He was
sucking and licking voraciously, his tongue plunging deep before his
mouth sucked her lips inside. Sara had never felt anything like it.
The naughtiness of what she was doing, the sensual feeling of being
naked outside and the skill of her new lover was making the juice pour
out of her like never before. She threw her head back and forth and
moaned incoherently as she rushed toward another climax.

Terry would have smiled but his mouth was otherwise busy. He couldn't
believe what a sensuous woman he had found. He used his tongue to find
all the right spots, licking her from her hole to the swollen clit and
back again until soon his mouth and chin were dripping with juice. At
one point Terry pushed Sara's legs up until she was almost doubled
over on her shoulders.

Sara opened her eyes to see him leering down at her exposed crotch.
She watched as his head moved downward as if in slow motion, expecting
to feel his mouth on her vagina again. "Oh my Goddddd!!!" she screamed
when his tongue found her puckered rose instead.

Terry stiffened his tongue and forced it into her back passage. 

Sara opened her mouth as if to scream but nothing but a gasp came out.
She could feel the muscles inside her anal canal resisting as if
trying to force the intruder out. However, her lover would not be
denied. He pressed harder until his tongue was deep inside her dark
passage. Then she felt him begin to plunge it in and out before
sucking the ring into his mouth like a vacuum. She saw a shooting star
streak across the night sky and a second later she became that
shooting star. She locked her thighs around Terry's head, her high
heels digging into his back as she began to convulse in pleasure.
Finally, a scream left her mouth as fireworks went off in her head.

Terry hung on, his sucking lips never leaving her hole. It could feel
the tiny ring puckering in his mouth pulses of pleasure went through
her.

Sara's climax went on for a long time. Each time she thought she was
done, Terry would find a new place and she would begin to convulse
again. Amazingly, she had never climaxed more than once in a session.
Nor had she ever had her ass sucked. It was a night of firsts for her.

When Terry felt Sara's trembling diminish he moved his mouth from her
still pulsing rear hole. Lovingly he kissed the tiny hole before
moving his mouth to her wet thighs, licking up her juice. He could
hear Sara moaning softly above him, almost as if she were in pain.
However, he knew better.

Chapter 6

Brian was sitting in the family room reading but his mind wasn't on
the book he had on his lap. He was like a father impatiently waiting
for his daughter to return from her first date. However, the visions
in his mind were nothing like a father thinking of his daughter. He
could see his loving wife lying naked in the arms of a strange man
with the stranger's penis throbbing and waiting to enter her. His own
penis had barely been soft all night and he fought the urge to
masturbate.

He looked at the clock and saw that it was after midnight. It occurred
to him that they might have already consummated their relationship.

At that very moment, Sara was in the process of unbuckling Terry's
pants. She was on her knees and still naked as she slowly slipped his
pants to his ankles. Her hands began to tremble as she reached up to
pull down his underwear. Just inches in front of her eyes she could
see the huge tent the large shaft made in his shorts. With a deep
breath she pulled the shorts down, letting the penis spring forward.

"Oh my," she gasped as the large shaft and swollen balls appeared. It
was truly the largest penis she had ever seen. When she had given him
oral sex the last time, it had been hurried and she was worried about
being caught. Now she wanted to take her time-to enjoy teasing him.
"Lay down," she whispered.

Terry hurried to take off his shirt and lay down. 

Sara knelt between Terry's legs and reached out with trembling hands
to grasp his throbbing penis. She wrapped her hands around it and had
plenty left over above her fists. She pumped her hands up and down
several times and watched his clear juice begin to stream from the
large slit. Then she watched in fascination as the juice trickled down
the shaft as if in slow motion and crossed her fingers. She used her
finger to smear it across the swollen head and when she lifted her
finger, spider webs of juice clung to the swollen crown. The bright
moon made the clear juice sparkle.

With one hand still around the shaft, Sara lifted Terry's large balls
with the other. She was truly amazed by the size and weight of the
twin orbs. They filled the palm of her hand with some left over and
she could actually feel them moving, squirming in her palm. Then,
almost as if she were drawn to them, she bent her head and stuck out
her tongue. A smile came to her lips when she heard Terry moan. Her
tongue worked a wet path across the wrinkled surface and down below.
Then she opened her mouth as wide as possible and forced one testicle
inside. It filled her mouth and stretched her cheeks. She began to
suck.

"Oh Jesus," Terry moaned as he felt her sucking him. He lifted up and
squirmed as her tongue tickled the swollen orb inside her mouth.

Sara released that one and took the other one inside and did the same
thing. When she was done, both balls were dripping with her saliva.
She continued to caress them with her fingers as she brought her
tongue to the shaft. Slowly she licked up and down the hot skin until
it too was covered in her saliva. She pumped her hand slowly up and
down the now wet shaft and felt him tremble.

Sara sensed that Terry was close to a climax and was careful not to
pump his shaft too hard or fast. She was truly enjoying teasing him.
It had been quite a while since she had spent this much time on oral
sex. Brian always liked it when she sucked him but it was always a
preliminary to other things. Tonight, she was going to take her time.

When Sara moved around to Terry's side, he looked up at her. She
smiled and lay down on the blanket and placed her head on his stomach.
Now his penis was pointing directly at her face. She grasped the shaft
again and pumped it slowly as she watched the head fill with blood
with each stroke. It looked like it was going to explode and was
dripping a steady stream of his juice. After watching in fascination
for a few minutes, she stuck out her tongue until it was in the path
of the running stream of excitement. When the juice hit her tongue, it
changed direction and began to trickle into her mouth.

"Mmmmm," Sara moaned as the sweet juice entered her mouth. She
swallowed and stuck out her tongue for more.

Terry's breath was ragged and his chest heaved as his excitement grew
almost out of control. His fingers gripped the blanket beneath him
tightly.

Finally, Sara had to have his penis in her mouth. She opened her mouth
wide and moved her head down.

"Oh my God," Terry moaned and lifted his hips, ready to shoot his
load.

Before he could climax, Sara pulled back. She licked the head and then
lifted the shaft so that she could tease the sensitive skin under the
crown. Then she sucked the head inside again and pumped the shaft with
a few quick strokes.

Terry's legs tightened as he fought for control. 

Sara almost giggled as she felt Terry struggling below her. She was
enjoying driving him mad and was going to make him wait a long time
for relief. However, she miscalculated and as she tickled the head
with her tongue she heard him moan loudly. Suddenly, the slit in the
head of his penis opened and the shaft pulsed. Without warning, a
torrent of white cream shot from the opening and hit Sara directly in
the face. The force of the blast startled her and she squealed and
drew back. Then she quickly opened her mouth. However, before she
could get the head inside, another squirt shot out and arched over her
head, splattering across her hair and onto Terry's chest. Finally she
got her mouth over the pulsing head and the next blast went directly
into her mouth. She closed her lips around the head and began to pump
the shaft rapidly. Her throat worked quickly and she swallowed
repeatedly sucking his sweet cream into her stomach.

When Sara lifted her head, she felt Terry's cum running down her face.
She turned to him and saw that he was lying with his arm across his
eyes. When she moved toward him, he moved his arm from across his face
and smiled at her.

"That was... ammmmmaaaazing," he gasped. "I don't think I have ever
climaxed for that long." Then he held his arms open to her.

"Uh... I need something to clean up with."

"Not yet," Terry said and pulled her face toward his. He moaned as her
cum wet lips touched his.

Sara could feel her vagina throb as the cum on her lips smeared across
his. With a moan she pushed her tongue into his mouth.

Terry sucked her tongue and lips until the juice had disappeared. 

Sara pulled away and smiled at him. "I still need something to clean
up with," she giggled as his juice trickled across her nose and down
her cheek.

Terry handed her his shirt.

Sara did the best she could to clean up but it was impossible to clean
the cum out of her hair. Then she fell into his arms and lay against
his chest. She could still feel his rapid breathing.

They stayed like that for a long time, enjoying the warm afterglow of
satisfying sex. Finally Sara pulled away and said, "I guess we had
better get going."

"Okay," Terry said.

They were quiet as they got dressed and started back to pick up Sara's
car. When Sara got out she leaned back inside and kissed Terry.

He said, "Thanks. I had a wonderful evening. It was amazing."

"Me too," she whispered and smiled before she hurried to her car.

Brian's head was back on the chair and his eyes were closed. The book
he had been reading had fallen to the floor. The turning of the key in
the front door brought him from his slumber. He sat up startled and
turned toward the door.

The door opened and Sara walked into the house. Before she took
another step she leaned back against the door and sighed.

Suddenly, Brian sucked in his breath and his eyes opened wide. Sara
was a mess. The pretty dress was wrinkled and it appeared to be
soiled. Her beautifully styled hair was in ruin. "Are you all right?"
Brian asked excitedly as he jumped up from the chair, fearing that she
had been attacked.

Sara continued to lean against the door. A broad smile came to her
face and she nodded her head up and down.

"You look a mess. What happened?" Brian said as he rushed over to her.

"It okay sweetie," she said when she saw his worried look. "I'll tell
you all about it. Can you get me something to drink?"

Brian helped her over to the sofa and then hurried to the bar. He came
back with a glass of Scotch with ice and handed it to her. He sat down
next to her quickly.

"Thank you," she said as she took a big drink.

"So what happened?" Brian asked anxiously.

"Hold on sweetie, let me get my breath." Sara took a deep breath as
she leaned back on the sofa. She took another drink before she spoke.
"Well, we went out for drinks and talked. He is a really nice guy.
He's an architect and is originally from Canada."

Brian wanted to say "Get to the good part," but instead he waited. 

"Then instead of going to dinner, we cancelled the reservations and
went parking like a couple of teenagers."

"Did you... you know...?" Brian couldn't wait anymore.

"No we didn't screw," Sara said before he could finish the question.
"He has the most wonderful mouth though. I think he ate me for an hour
or more."

Brian felt his penis begin to twitch at her words. 

"My pussy is going to be sore for a week."

Brian's eyes grew wide.

"Let me show you," Sara said and pulled herself from the sofa. She
slowly pulled her short dress up, gradually revealing her well-eaten
vagina.

"Oh my God," Brian gasped. He had never seen her vagina as swollen or
as red. The outer lips were still puffy but the inner lips were
positively huge. They were protruding from the inner ones and it
almost appeared that they were still pulsing. He reached his hand out
to touch her and she jumped back.

"I sorry sweetie but it's too sensitive." Sara saw Brian's look of
disappointment. "Don't worry, I'll take care of you in another way and
then I'll make it up to you tomorrow. Okay?"

"All right," Brian responded, somewhat disappointed.

Sara smiled down at him and said, "Sit back and I'll tell you what
happened."

Brian begrudgingly sat back and watched his wife get to her knees. 

"Well, we went to an old farm out off Burlington Pike," Sara said as
she began to open Brian's pants. "It actually belongs to Terry. We
started to make out in the car but then he suggested that we use a
blanket."

As Brian watched and listened, Sara pulled his half-erect penis out of
his pants. She stopped talking for a second to suck it into her mouth.
It didn't take her long before his penis was fully hard.

"Then, he ate me. Brian, I climaxed for so long that I thought it was
never going to end. He teased me and sucked me until I was screaming
continuously. But, you know what the most amazing thing was..." Sara
said and stopped licking Brian's penis. Her eyes sparkled as she
looked up at her husband. "The most amazing thing was that he... he
actually sucked my asshole! God, I went off like an explosion."

"Oh Jesus," Brian moaned. He had always wanted to do that to Sara but
figured that she would think it was too gross.

"He sucked it and tongued it until I almost passed out," Sara said
dreamily. "You'll have to do that to me soon."

Brian moaned and trembled at the thought.

Sara began to suck him again as she pumped his shaft with her hand.

Brian's head began to spin with excitement. He could almost see
Terry's head buried between the sweet cheeks of his wife's sexy ass.
Suddenly, his balls began to churn as he neared his peak.

Sara wasn't ready to let him climax yet. She pulled her mouth from the
throbbing head of his penis, but kept her hand around the shaft.
Slowly she pumped him as she blew warm air on his already hot penis.

Brian moaned in frustration and lifted his hips from the sofa.

"Not yet sweetie. I want to tell you how I sucked him off. You want to
hear what your sweet little slut did, don't you?"

Brian couldn't answer. His mouth was open as he gasped for breath.
However, he desperately wanted to hear so he settled back down and
watched as his wife gently flicked her tongue across the slit in the
head.

"Terry was ready to cum, just like you. I teased him for a long time,
licking the drooling head," Sara said, licking Brian like she had done
to Terry. "Unfortunately, I didn't realize how close he was to
climaxing." Sara giggled. "You should have seen it. The head grew to
twice the normal size, I swear. Then before I could open my mouth it
shot off directly into my face. Then the second shot went over my head
and into my hair."

Brian's eyes opened wide as he looked at the top of his wife's head
and saw that her hair was matted. He hadn't noticed that before. His
fingers were a fraction of an inch from where Terry's cum had landed.
An incredible wave of electricity rushed through him. "Oh God," he
moaned and his hips lifted from the sofa again.

Sara pulled back and looked up into her husband's lust contorted face.
"He came right into your little slut's face. Then I drank everything
he had. Do you want to cum in my face too?" A naughty smile crossed
her face.

"Ohhhh God yes!" Brian moaned.

Suddenly, Sara was excited again. She pulled her husband's pulsing
penis down until it was pointed at her face. Her lips pursed together
as she began to move her hand purposefully up and down his shaft. Her
face was a mask of concentration as she watched the little slit open
and close, almost like a fish's mouth. There was a steady stream of
clear juice running out.

Brian's heart was pounding in his chest like never before. His head
was spinning and his mouth was suddenly very dry. He gasped for breath
as his balls prepared to send his cum hurling at his wife's waiting
face. "Ohhhhhhh Jesusssssss!!!" he screamed as his penis lurched.

Sara squealed as the little slit expanded and his shaft throbbed in
her hand and shot his thick cum directly at her face. Luckily she
closed her eyes before it hit. The white cream splattered on her
eyelids and across her cheek. The second shot hit her forehead and
flew into her hair. It was even harder than the first. Another blast
of cum hit her and then another, covering her face in his white cream.
Almost immediately it began to run in tiny rivers down her cheeks.
Finally the pulsing slowed until there was only a trickle cum running
from the head.

Brian lay sprawled on the sofa with his head back and his mouth open,
gasping for breath. He was too exhausted to move.

Sara stared up at her husband in amazement. She had never seen him cum
so much. His juice was dripping from her cheeks and chin and onto her
chest in long gobs. There was even a large gob running off her nose.
"I think I need a shower now," she whispered. She stood up on unsteady
legs and smiled down at her husband.

Brian smiled back weakly. He was just a little embarrassed by what he
had done. However, Sara had encouraged it. "I love you," he said.

"I love you too." Sara held her hand out to her husband and they
walked upstairs.

To be continued...