Amber liquid filled the glass. The powerful fumes of fine bourbon wafted up to me, a warm greeting. I plugged my music player into the stereo, turned on the back patio speakers and raised the volume. The heady tones of a saxophone lazed in through the open sliding glass door. My drink in hand, I stepped through onto the patio. The concrete, still hot from the blazing sun, felt soothing and solid on the bare soles of my feet. Ella Fitzgerald’s sultry voice met me. The balmy summer evening air swirled around my ankles to lift the edge of the sarong tied around me and teased my hair, lifting it off my shoulders.
An evening of self indulgence was long overdue. I felt a smug smile touch my lips thinking of my night ahead of doing nothing but spoiling myself. Humming softly along with the soothing music, I walked towards the bubbling hot tub and untied the fabric confining me. It slid to the ground allowing the breeze to caress the rest of me. The shadows and light cast from the pool water played in ripples over my body as I stepped into the hot, roiling water. I stood there for a moment, took a long swig of bourbon and let Ella serenade my woes away.
I set my drink to the side and pulled my loose brown hair back from my face, plaited it and let the braid swing free to hang midway down my spine. I slid the rest of me down into the blissful heat. Closing my eyes and letting the heat and force of the jets work on the knots along my spine, I relaxed into the moment.
I was alone until morning, when Mr. Andersen would arrive, take his keys back and I would head home. My small side business as a caretaker continued to grow. The town was fairly large and situated between two major metropolitan areas, so families escaping the city moved here. The valley contained a sea of tract homes cleaved by the interstate freeway and peppered with shopping centers and big box stores. All those homes made for a sprawling suburban labyrinth that generated plenty of needs for me to fulfill. I ran errands, shopped, and saw to my clients’ pets and property while they traveled or vacationed. This particular home sitting job was my favorite.
The house and yard were easy to keep, there were no pets to manage, and there was a pool and hot tub that I was encouraged to use. The client insisted on overnight care which wasn’t an unusual requirement. I had a few clients that wanted their house sitter to stay nights, for fear of burglary or because of pets with special needs. This client had a great many acquaintances that might come by at anytime. I had been given short list of those who were allowed inside to use the pool, take a shower, or just sleep a couple hours. It seemed weird to me, but none of my business. The place was a pleasure to watch and I was always well compensated for my time.
The client wasn’t bad looking, either. Mr. Andersen had intrigued me from the start. My face heated in a blush as I remembered almost a year ago when I’d knocked on the door for my initial interview. I had been looking down to put my keys in my purse when he’d opened the door. I saw dark slacks and a dark blue button up shirt, tan throat, and eyes so intense and blue that I’d fumbled and dropped my keys. I’d stammered out a greeting and introduced myself while trying to pick my keys up off the welcome mat. That was my clumsy start to the interview that got me this lush job.
Despite the awkward introduction, my references and experience had secured Thomas Andersen’s account. This was my third time here and I had the simple job well in hand. There were few plants that required attention; the house was easy to keep clean, even when he had a couple visits from his friends on the list. He seemed an easy going man, insisting that I make use of the place while I watched it. I did as far as his pool and hot tub were concerned. My little apartment complex didn’t have a pool and I loved to swim. The hot tub was simply a hedonistic delight.
I took another sip from my drink. The alcohol burned a line of fire down my throat and bloomed into smooth warmth that seeped back up to make my scalp prickle. Yep, this was sweet self-indulgence and I was ready for an evening of it. I could barely hear Louis Armstrong join Ella, crooning about summertime above the jet of the hot tub. There are few perfect moments in life and I decided this was one of them. I relished the languorous feeling of the hot water unwinding the kinks in my muscles and the pleasant burning of the liquor unfurling inside me. Closing my eyes and sighing aloud, I let the music wash over me and sank into the blissful moment.
My mind wandered. Earlier this week I’d met two of the five on the allowed list, Mel and Dmitri. They arrived together, but Dmitri barely acknowledged me before heading to the couch. Within a few moments he had his cap pulled down over his face and had begun snoring loudly. Mel had laughed and told me to ignore him, if I could, and proceeded to introduce herself. With dark hair the color of glossy coffee beans and warm, almond shaped brown eyes, she had a friendly manner and an easy smile. I couldn’t help liking her. She had come for the pool, she told me, used it for a workout a few times a week.
I recalled glancing out the kitchen window as I made my lunch and saw her strip out of her tee shirt and sweats and dive into the sparkling water. My jaw had dropped a little at her boldness and nonchalance. I also admired it. And I couldn’t help but admire her. Just the brief glimpse had shown me a stunning female form. I finished making my sandwich while she swam, and remained near the window to eat. I watched when she emerged from the pool, her sleight, slender body moved with feline grace and strength. The sun had glinted off the water on her body as it sheeted from her skin to pool at her feet. Her pert breasts stood high and proud and her taut muscles flowed over delicate bones as she moved to get the towel from the rack near the pool steps.
She saw me at the window and smiled and waved. I ducked my head and blushed to be caught watching. She came in, toweling off and still nude and helped herself to water from the fridge, continuing our chat from earlier. There was a peculiar glint in her eyes that I hadn’t been able to define, but it made me feel special, included in something fun. It seemed Tom Andersen had some interesting friends.
Feeling quite buzzed now, my muscles loosened, I decided to swim a couple laps and then get back into the hot tub. Stepping out of the tub, the air felt cool and pebbled my wet skin. I did a shallow dive into the pool; the water was shockingly cold after the heat of the tub. I surfaced and gasped, treading water in place until I adjusted to the temperature contrast before starting to swim. Pulling my body through the water felt divine, my muscles stretching and working as I pulled myself through the water. I ducked beneath the surface into a silent underwater world. I swam a lap before I had to come up, sucking in the late evening air. I flipped onto my back to float, surrendering completely to the buoyant water. Billie Holliday sang now. Her butterscotch voice chided, yet almost begged, “All of me, why not just take all of me”. I listened to the whole song while floating blissfully. Billie’s song muted and clarified as water lapped over my ears with the gentle waves my swim had stirred.
As the last strains of the song finished, I dove back beneath the water and swam towards the pool steps. Reaching the lowest step, I pulled myself up each one until I surfaced and luxuriated in a stretch. I stepped up out of the pool to find the owner of the house and dark eyed Mel standing on the back patio watching me. I stood startled and dripping in my bikini.
“Um, oh gosh…” I felt awkward and embarrassed even though I had full permission to be doing what I was doing. I still felt like the kid caught with her fingers in the cookie jar.
“We didn’t mean to startle you. I called out, but you didn’t hear.” Tom gestured in the vague direction of the outdoor speakers, the music still lazing into the summer evening. “My trip ended sooner than expected and Mel here was kind enough to give me a ride. By the way, this is Mel.”
“We’ve met; she was just over earlier this week.”
I greeted Mel. This time in jean shorts and a pink tank top, I noticed again how striking she was. Shorter than I, with shoulder length dark hair and brown eyes that glinted with something I couldn’t name. She gave me a quick hug and kiss on my cheek which threw me off guard. I was always startled by people who greeted anyone with hugs, friend or stranger. Mel’s friendly attitude made it feel genuine.
“Sorry I didn’t hear you. Here, let me get my stuff.” I walked over to my discarded cover. “It’ll only take me a few minutes and I’ll be out of your hair.”
“No, please.” He moved to intercept me. “Continue to enjoy your evening. I told Mel she could come swim. Please. Get on back in, you’re starting to shiver. I insist.” The last words were firm. His look said he had little patience with polite refusals. The inviting smile that accompanied it devastated me. Oh boy.
“Um, well, okay. Thanks.” I gave a shy smile and struggled to get my galloping pulse under control. He shouldn’t be permitted to do that, whatever that was, exactly. Tom and Mel shared a look. Then she smiled encouragement at me.
“I’m getting changed, then.” Mel moved back into the house as I climbed back into the swirling hot tub. The heat stung my skin after the chilling pool and standing in the cooling air.
“What’re you having?” He picked up my nearly empty glass.
“Oh, bourbon. There’s more on the counter, can I make you a glass?”
“No, I’ll make myself a glass, and freshen yours up.” He turned to the house and then directed a look back at me. It definitely should be illegal for a man to ooze that much charisma with seemingly so little effort. “Please, feel welcome. I’m home early, my trip went well. I am in the mood to celebrate and would be delighted if you’d join us.”
“Yes, stay.” Mel had come back out with a towel wrapped around her. Tom passed her, walking into his house with my glass in his hand. I looked at them, a bit confused. Surely he wants to enjoy his evening alone with his girlfriend. My thoughts must have registered on my face because Mel leaned down close and said, “We’re not together. You’re not interrupting any plans.”
I laughed nervously. “Thanks. Okay, well, okay sure.” Smooth talker, as always, I thought at myself with a wry twist to my mouth.
“I want whatever you guys are having.” Mel called to him.
I heard the music turn down until it was easier to talk. Mel stepped up to the edge of the pool and drew off her towel. Of course, she wore nothing. She executed a graceful dive into the water. Well, it was none of my business what she preferred to swim in. Still, I politely averted my eyes as she climbed from the pool. Not before I sneaked another quick peek. She was small and lean, her petite breasts stood firm with dark aureoles and nipples. Her slender waist flared subtly into slim hips. With her dark hair slicked to her head, those large, tilted eyes black in the lack of light and rivulets of water tracing the angles of her body, she looked like some sort of selkie come to enchant whoever dared happen upon her.
I swallowed. She was gorgeous, her physique so different from my own. I was taller and longer limbed than she, and my body fuller and softer. I was all supple curves compared to the hard planes of her strong, muscular body. My ample breasts hung heavier, full and plump. I couldn’t help but feel just a little self conscious with beautiful Mel going about naked and carefree. I looked up to see the stars shining in the darkening sky. Evening had lost its hold to night. I kept my gaze heavenward as she strode over to join me in the heated tub. As she sank into the warmth with a sigh, I tried a casual smile and she smiled back.
“So, what’s new?”
“Not much, really.” I made an effort at small talk, telling her about my difficult landlord and how I likely needed to find another place. I could afford something a little better, now. We talked about what she’d heard about different apartments around town.
“You wouldn’t be interested in a roommate situation, would you?”
“Maybe. I guess it would depend on the roommate and the place.”
“Me,” she said with a grin, “My roommate moved out last month and I’m looking for someone else. I live just a few blocks away from here. It’s a four bedroom, way too much house for me alone. You don’t need to tell me right now. Think about it.”
“I will.” It actually sounded pretty good. She seemed nice, I liked her easy manner, and the bigger space would be welcome. My home was my own though, I didn’t relish the idea of giving up my solitude.
I noticed Tom standing in the sliding glass doorway, watching both of us. God damn he cut a fine form. I swallowed hard, smiled and waved him over to us.
“Aren’t you coming in?” I took my refilled drink from him and thanked him, taking a sip.
“In a minute. I’ll swim first, I need to burn off some energy. That flight was far too long.”
He stood and pulled his shirt over his head, kicking off his shoes and socks, leaving his shorts on. I couldn’t help but admire his physique with him right there in front of me. He was lean and well muscled, his chest a bit furry. Yum. Tan and fit, I wondered what it would feel like to run my hands over his chest, behind his neck and into his tousled brown hair. I caught myself staring and quickly looked to see if he had noticed. He had. His gaze met mine and his mouth curved into a smirk. I felt my face heat and I looked away. Those blue eyes of his made my mouth go dry. I didn’t dare try to meet them again now.
My drink abruptly became fascinating to me and I took my time with another long swig. I heard him jump into the pool and the splashes of him swimming. My head spun. I set the drink back down carefully, eying it. Nearly drunk, I considered the circumstances and decided it would be wise not to drink any more.
I felt something touch my foot and I pulled away, startled. I realized it was Mel’s foot nudging mine and looked up to see her smiling wickedly.
“Nice on the eyes, isn’t he?” Mel spoke in a conspiratorial whisper. She moved over to sit next to me.
“A fine example of the male species.” I giggled. Oh, I definitely need to lay off the spirits.
“You’re not bad yourself, you know. I saw him looking at you. He liked what he saw.”
“Me?” I snorted in disbelief. “No. I’m not, no.” I bit my lip to stop stammering. My head fuzzy, I felt ill equipped to deal with the whole situation. This night was turning out to be interesting.
“Of course, darling.” Her hand reached up to trace my eyebrow. I suppressed a reaction to flinch back. I didn’t do well with uninvited contact, sometimes too sensitive to touch; I’d always been that way. But this made a shiver run up my spine and warmth spread through me. Her eyes glinted and her lips curved. “I’d do you.” Her words took time to order into meaning in my brain, then promptly triggered chaos in my fight or flight response.
Yes, most definitely becoming an odd evening. I grabbed my drink and took a gulp before I remembered I shouldn’t. I looked over to see Tom still doing laps, pulling his body through the water in long, smooth strokes. Mel’s leg pressed up against mine. It felt especially pleasant. My leg tingled everywhere her smooth thigh and calf touched me. Her intent had become clear and my body was responding to it.
I looked at Mel, my eyes falling to her breasts just at the top of the water. A vision of me lowering my head to kiss and suckle them invaded my mind. I felt my face turning red again. My hand brushed her thigh, seemingly of its own volition. She bit her lower lip and smiled encouragingly. My mind was really whirling now. Clear thought was replaced by a slow burn between my thighs. I looked over at Tom, who was still in the pool. Mel caught the direction of my glance and grinned.
“He’s not going to mind if we fool around. I’ve known Tom for years and I know for a fact he wouldn’t mind.” She raised beautifully arched eyebrows and waggled them at me, eliciting a laugh out of me.
What the fuck. I was horny and I’d consumed enough spirits to be bold. I stood facing her. She watched me, her eyes avid on mine. My self-indulgent night was offering the chance to be as licentious as desired. It felt surreal as I reached behind my back and undid my top, like someone else’s hands moving. Mind disengaged, my world became impulse and sensation. Freeing my breasts and tossing the scrap of fabric to the side, my nipples tightened and wrinkled in the breeze. Half naked and exposed, I felt feral and uninhibited. Mel moved close to me, her eyes greedy.
I removed my bikini bottoms, the hot water swirling and bubbling around my waist. The currents swirled around and between my legs, tickling and teasing me. Oh, that was delightful. Before I could lose my nerve I pushed her back to sit on the tub bench. I straddled her lap, letting only our thighs touch. I leaned in and kissed her jaw. She turned her face to mine and our lips met. Soft and sweet, I could feel the heat in my belly growing, settling lower. I deepened the kiss and felt a thrill when her mouth opened to mine. I let my tongue enter her, exploring the depths of her mouth.
Her arms moved around my waist and her hands ran up my back and down to the roundness of my ass. My mouth moved down her body, teeth grazing her collarbone, laying kisses down her chest. Her breathing increased as I kissed first one dark, hard nipple, then the other. I took one into my mouth and tugged it with my lips. She made the tiniest little moan. I felt a thrill through my belly which traveled decidedly lower. I wanted to hear that most gratifying sound again. I wanted to hear it louder.
I moved on to her other nipple, licking and nibbling until it stood stiff, and let my hand slide down her belly to graze her pussy lips. Her hips jerked forward and her back arched, pushing those sweet tits into my face. I ran my fingers along her slit, just brushing the swollen knot of her clit. She moaned again and squirmed closer, trying for more contact. I pinched her pussy lips together and broke away with a smile. I was enjoying myself immensely. Her eyes fluttered open, glazed.
I motioned for her to stand and she obeyed. My hands slid up along her thighs to caress her slender hips and the smooth curve of her ass. The dark tuft at the juncture of her thighs was slicked down and didn’t hide that her pretty little lips were slightly swollen and parted from her arousal. I placed a kiss on those pouting lips, causing her to shiver. My hands on her hips, I guided her backwards. I had her sit on the side of the hot tub, her legs dangling down into the water, and resumed my exploration of her body.
I enveloped a breast in my hand, letting her nipple slip between my fingers and gently squeezed it. She moaned softly. Mm, yes, but I wanted so much more. I used my other hand to run fingers the length of her slit, down and back again to find that sweet spot between her legs. She shuddered, her mouth parted and head thrown back. Mmm. This was considerable fun. She lay back on the concrete deck, her legs parting for me. Leaning up over her, I kissed her nipples and moved my mouth down over her taut stomach. I followed the planes of her body, kissing, nibbling my way to the slope below her belly button.
I kissed the silky hair of her mound and her legs opened further, inviting. I heard movement behind me and looked over to see Tom out the pool and toweling himself off. I froze momentarily, shocked that I had momentarily forgotten his presence. He made no sound but watched us intently. Lips curving, he motioned for me to continue. His rapt expression gave me chills and inflamed the aching between my thighs. Plainly enjoying our play, his growing excitement was becoming obvious in his shorts. Seeing him aroused and watching me, this man I had desired since first meeting those startling eyes, made my heart pound wildly. The heat between my legs bloomed into a persistent aching throb.
After a while of marriage I noticed her libido was becoming much greater than mine, and I found sex with her quite hard at times – she would want sex like 3 times a day and I had to work and I probably thought once or twice every 2 days was ok. We tried some counselling and I tried talking, she tried taking care of herself. But in the end she said she wanted to separate, I was hurt and pleaded with her to stay together for the kids sake and I didn’t want to not have a physical relationship with her either.
I said I would do what it took to stay together, she then asked if she could have another lover. Well I was shocked and we talked for a few days and eventually agreed providing it was not a casual unsafe thing and that we maintained some physical affection as well so that I wouldn’t be missing out and that we would not let the kids know.
After a month or so she found a lover about 15 years younger than her off one of the adult dating sites and we cautioned him to keep it secret from all except us. He was a fairly trustworthy and very faithful young construction worker who was new to the area and was staying in a caravan park for a 2-year job in the area.
We had a spare 5th bedroom with separate access and after a month of the relationship going he moved in ‘as an official boarder’ I mostly agreed to this as I noticed that sex was getting much better and more frequent with my wife and I was bedazzled by her sexual prowess and how ready she was to please, and that she even dressed nicer and sexier around the house. So I agreed as I thought things were getting better. The young lover stayed for the 2 years and eventually moved up North.
To this day I don’t know how she kept the both of us absolutely satisfied but she did and at times she did this up to 4 times a day between us, I was amazed at her stamina sexuality.
Now after the Young lover left we slowed down and it became harder to have sex and she wasn’t as ready for it, she started to get miserable after about 3 months – she took a trip up North twice and that didn’t seem to help. She made a decision to break up with him. I asked if she wanted to get another lover, she said she wasn’t shaw, I asked if we had hope between us but she said she would just soldier on, so we plodded along in the status quo for 18 months and the kids moved out and some got married.
After about 2 months by ourselves she started to get more flirtatious etc and one day when I came home she asked me if she could have another lover and that she had one in mind but he was different and she wasn’t sure if I would approve, I asked why and she said he was extremely largely endowed, I raised my eyebrows and said ‘I don’t think its me that needs to approve that – its you that has to deal with the size’ she says Oh thank you.
I started thinking wow maybe the sex life might get better again, and it did for about 2 months, in that time things were looking really good and I never missed out, and she said that she wanted him to move in, I said no , but she persuaded me eventually and he moved in. He is about 10 years younger than her fit ad tall, after he moved in I found he spent more and more time with my wife.
I would be programming in the other room adjoining the bedroom and they would be at it squeaking, banging and thumping, I banged on the wall a bit to quite it down a bit, but nothing happened, I eventually went around to the door that was wide open and for the first time saw this guys equipment size, my mouth opened jaw dropped I had no idea my wife could take that much, she just smiled and said I would have to wait awhile.
I stood there amazed and just watched for like an hour and never knew what I was seeing was possible, so much stamina and so much of his juices just all over her and she just loved it. She could take the size easy, I realised then that I was no stud.
I actually didn’t know why my wife still wanted me, and then I remembered she didn’t I just pleaded to keep the relationship going and basically accepted anything for my and the kids sake. Now the kids are gone I thought its better to get on with life and leave her to her life, over 6 months I moved into my own room (basically to get some sleep) and of course he moved into her bed and kept me awake all night.
When I complained about the noise, She would try and coax me to move back to her bed and said he was only there because I wasn’t, and so 3 times I tried 1st time she just about killed me with trying to have sex all night, 2nd and 3rd time he came in during the early hours of the night and had her while I was still there, they tried to be quite so I was just pretending to be asleep, and soon as he left she starts rubbing juices all over me and trying to have me I kept pretending to be asleep so she would be happy with just one orgasm.
Eventually I moved out to my boat and she ended up having 3 guys in the house within 3 months, I never had sex with her again, but she did talk to me occasionally and apologised and tried to get me back. She says she just cant help it, something just takes over and says she is addicted to the euphoric feeling and young largely endowed men now.
I said well why do you want me? She says that I was the only one who understood or would talk through things and allowed her to be who she wanted to be and the father of her children. I asked if she was ever satisfied with me as a lover, she said she was very satisfied and it made her want even more, and that was the reason, that she just couldn’t get enough. Basically it was my fault.
I asked what about size? She says I had more than enough at first, its just that she didn’t realise that there were really largely endowed men out there until she went to her best friends hens night, and when she first saw the big one she was amazed and fantasised about trying one, she only thought she would just try it but she got addicted to it, she said it hurt a little and ached for the first week but the feeling was too good she couldn’t stop.
Still to a year ago 4 years after separation she had the same 3 guys living with her and they are faithful to her as she is to them (frankly I doubt whether they needed any more sex elsewhere) I don’t see her often but when I do she is always nice and chats and smells so much like ammonia, she says that she has sex on average 6 times a day now and loves it and has little time for much else, and the guys all pay the rent and food.
I have never heard of a woman that could have that much sex and need it to be satisfied – why me, why did I have to marry her, I think the odds are so great its like wining the lotto. Makes me wonder how it affected me, and I guess I found a 11 year older than me married woman and became her steady other man for a few of years.
She thought I was the best lover in the world – I was so glad she didn’t really know about sex and men much she just had an ordinary inexperienced husband – It really made me feel good to really please a woman and be seen as a great lover, although only by her limited comparisons. Her husband had a stroke about 18 months into the relationship – he was in hospital for 2 months and I kind of unofficially moved in to house in the spare bedroom and help her with him at times and help her out sexually.
The husband cant walk, talk or move one hand and has a remote wheelchair he cant have sex either, he can smile and laugh and grunt. One day I was with his wife in the spare room going for it when I hear these grunts behind, and there he is watching us and smiling, she saw his smile and said lets give him a show, and we do, we notice this little bulge in his pants so she goes to investigate and sure enough he is semi hard – not enough to have sex with but enough to play with I suppose, I suggest maybe she should suck it for him, as maybe he is getting better.
She tries and he smiles but nothing poor fella. She tried with him in bed and not a movement. After a couple of weeks I said maybe if we do it in front of him again it might move again, and he grunted and smiled, so we put him in bed naked and she wore a see thru nightie to try and tease him up a little, but nothing then we started to get seductive and I was licking her and he had a bit of movement, she gently put her hand on it while I worked on her and she said to him oh you like this don’t you Brian he grunted and smiled and then I got naked and was just about to enter his wife and he became half erect again.
She tried to jump on him but to no avail, so we went about our sex while she is slowly playing with his piece, when he started grunting a lot and then his penis stiffened a bit more and spurted everywhere all over her and bits of me, I couldn’t believe how much cum there was, we both laughed and were saying good one Brian, his penis limp and a smile on his face and cum everywhere.
I said he must have been saving all that up for a while she said no he always has lots and lots of cum. Wow she just rubbed it all over her body and we just went for it for an hour, I came twice and she just rubbed the juices all over both of us – she seemed so happy, we repeated this many many times for Brian’s and her sake over the next year.
Although she was quite dry at times and we couldn’t penetrate she refused to use artificial lubricant and so we would get Brian going and when he came usually quickly as normal she said, she would rub the bountiful juices into her and then we were into it again, sometimes she would ask me to cum all over her, so that she could rub it in.
She always seemed a little disappointed at my teaspoon full compared to brains half a cup, after a year Brian could nearly talk and use his right hand and get a full erection for a short time, which made things a little easier for her, I would say Ill race you Brian and we would both see who could cum on his wife the quickest, 99% of the time he won and then I had the lube to do my thing with his wife, while Brian was watching and saying yeah yeah harder with his limited vocabulary.
His wife always came when Brian cheered her on, ha couldn’t work that out but works for me. A lot of the time she was so worn out she would just lay there like Brian looking at each other – so I went and got a wet warm washer and cleaned the both naked bodies up, and then went to my room very happy with the result.
I felt like the man of the house! the boss! the stud! such a good feeling for a man to have I wished I had been more of the boss with my ex wife.
I eventually run into my wife about 14 months ago, and as usual she was friendly and flirtatious, still with that familiar smell. She asked me what I had been up to and if I needed some sex.
I told her about the lady and Brian and that I was very satisfied and that I was the stud, the boss up there, and it felt good. She said that’s all she ever wanted me to be for her, she said that if I never left her bed I would have been the boss she always saw me as the boss.
I said really but I thought I was on the outer – she said never you were always on the inner in more ways than one, I asked if she would have me back and she said definitely – I left the other married woman and moved back into my wife’s bedroom – and magnificent sex that night and slept well – one of the 3 guys living there tried coming in again in the wee hours – I just said let her sleep and they went out again.
2 of the guys I had never met before so I introduced myself and laid down some rules and 1 of the guys decided to leave. The 2 guys left agreed that it was my and my wife’s way or the highway, they agreed to stay and didn’t want to leave her – I asked if she wanted them to stay she said she did, ok that’s settled.
She immediately took me to the bedroom and we had awesome sex again, I was impressed she seemed to have learnt so much from her encounters. She asked me if she could still have sex with the other guys, I said if she wanted to – no worries but if I am horny then she will stop what she is doing and have sex with me even if its when one of the others is with her, she agreed and told the other guys.
She must of thought about it a bit and said but why don’t you just join in instead of take over, I said hmmm so your up for more than one at once then hey, she said you know I am I have been keeping these guys happy for 3 years, no one is going to miss out she said. Having never been in a threesome let alone a foursome before except maybe the married lady and Brian (but that was different) I was not quite sure how it would work.
I asked and said how can you even make all happy at the same time surely it would be one after the other wouldn’t it – she said don’t be silly I have been having 3 guys at the same time twice a week and all have been happy no one misses out. I said are you into anal or something she said no way – trust me, lets make tonight and Saturday night group sex night with all of us.
I said are you sure you want 3 horny guys all at the same time? She said oh yes please, tonight after dinner ok. Ok I said dumbfounded and thinking what the heck have I gotten myself into.
At the dinner table she announces that tonight and Saturday nights are group sex night from now on and My Ex-Husband is in control, my eyes widen, then she says with my help – it is his first time you know and giggles. The other 2 laughed and seem very happy and concentrate on her most of the time. After dinner she shoots away to the bedroom and after a while she calls us in and says leave your clothes at the door please.
I go in first naked and kiss her passionately on the lips and roll to the side of the king size super soft bed, I said where are the other guys and she said they will come in 10 minutes I asked them to wait while I give you some education on how this will work. I said ah great how can you have sex with us all at once, and the she starts to explain.
First of all you will be on your back and I will mount you from the top looking towards you, I will lay down on your chest exposing my good bits and the first guy will come and kneel at my face and I will take him in my mouth she said.
I said wont that be a little close to my head, she said don’t worry about it she had it in care, ok I said, she then said the last guy will come from behind and enter with me – wow I said can you take that I said the both of us – of course I can, if I can take these other two then my smaller penis and his will fit no troubles.
I said have you really done this before? Are you sure? She said just shut up and enjoy. She slowly mounted me and sure enough the other guys come in and know instinctively where to go, they have definitely done this before I thought.
The first thing I notice is the guy above me and his huge penis going into her mouth and his balls pretty much slapping me in the forehead as he lazily rocks back and forth. I have never been that close to a penis in my life and it was scary.
It must have been about 11″ long and only just fitted in my wife’s mouth, and she wasn’t scared at all. The next thing I feel is the other guy squeezing into her pussy with me, I was so glad that she is always wet from sex and cum and it made it slip in easier. She said that I had to be still as I was the key to the encounter – if I slipped out it would take a bit to get back in the groove.
Again the other guy must have been large as well it seemed like it was just going and going in further, I stiffened and tried to stay still while these guys did all the work, slow and steady at first building up and up. I thought I would get concussion in the end as the guy above me caused balls slapped me. My eyes fixated on her lips and his penis going in and out so close, so big oh what a woman taking all this in fun not hard work.
The other guy was in the same rhythm and I felt him thrusting in and out sliding and slipping on my penis, squashing it against the walls of her vagina., and then a rhythm change the guy at my face was out of rhythm and getting quicker she held his butt tighter and pulled his penis nearly halfway down her throat, I saw her throat expand for a minute, and she slowly pulled it out and he went rigid and came.
That’s when I thought oh no I am under this stuff – he just sent cum everywhere into her mouth on her face on my face – it stuck one of my eyelids shut, ah I just wanted to get out from there and she said calm down settle I want you right there with me, she let his penis go and it fell on my face, I remember thinking that’s like getting hit with a soft baseball bat.
I was no you better get it off me – she said settle petal embrace all of this and grabbed my hand and put it on his penis she said see it wont hurt you will it, and then she kissed me so passionately and I felt and squeezed this big penis and kept kissing her I felt the rhythm changing at the other end knowing what that meant.
I totally gave in to her kiss and feeling this big penis the cum all over my face and in our mouths I was starting to love it – I wanted to thrust but she slowed me and I braced and just let it all happen for like 5 minutes.
I thought I don’t think I will come if I don’t thrust and then I felt the penis down the bottom rubbing against me go faster and faster and thicken and convulse, I just squeezed the big soft penis in my hand softly and kissed passionately and exploded in sheer bliss.
She broke the kiss and I just breathed rapidly for a while and she said to the others could you leave us for a while – and so they left. She said wasn’t that good, and said yes how did you know, she said I listened to the others and they said it was pure bliss in that position and about as close to a woman feels and tastes as you can get, they used to fight for that position, but its yours now always as long as you want it.
She looked at me and said my your face is covered in cum its such a turn on, it doesn’t hurt at all does it – hmm no it doesn’t I said – a bit salty though, she said oh you will get used to it. Then she said I want you to do something for me now – ok I said what is it – she said I want you to lick me like you used to do.
Sure I said lets clean up first. No she said you stay on your back and she came up and straddled me with her knees either side of my head, I looked with my open eye and had to wipe the cum from my other eye to see – and it was truly amazing she was still dilated from sex and I could see everything inside and her clitoris was erect and red, there was just cum everywhere.
I was amazed and so excited, she lowered herself onto my lips and I licked and sucked and cleaned her for like 30 minutes finally settling in on her erect clitoris and sucking it and then she came and her muscles tightened and she squirted the extra cum and juice out of her onto my chin and neck.
She fell off to the side exhausted and she said see that’s what I really missed, and said have you got better at this. I said I would do that for her anytime she wanted to do the group sex with me in number 1 position – she said it’s a deal.
The other guys wanted number 1 position after that but she wouldn’t allow it, neither would I. I realised the other guy was not as long in length probably 9″ but was as thick as a soft drink can, that’s why she was so dilated and I was squashed inside her.
We all had group sex once or twice a day from then on, and I loved it, I was the boss and I would be the one to get her off in the end with my mouth. The separate sex still went on as well, and every time someone came in her she and she didn’t cum she would get me to lick her until she did cum – she called me the boss and I liked it.
She was right I actually got used to cum it tastes good now like olives and when its mixed with pussy juices its magnificent. I may NOT be able to keep up with her libido that’s for sure, But I sure can keep up and take the time lick her clean and bring to orgasm every time she has sex either with all of us or after she has just been alone with the other guys.