“Use your fingers,” Stevens said. “Like you did last night.”
They would’ve heard him sigh if his mouth didn’t have Stevens’ cunt in it. He forced himself to put his fingers into her pussy. It was wet but what was more surprising was that it was the tighter than he thought any pussy could be. He could barely put one finger into her. Curling his finger, he found her softest spot closer to the front of her vaginal wall and rubbed it slowly at first, then with increased speed.
“Oh yes…” Stevens moaned.
As he continued to pleasure Stevens, he felt the towel around his waist start to come off. It was Megan; she took the towel off and gently grabbed his penis. It had not been as hard as when he first saw Stevens naked; it had gotten softer as he’d felt badly that Megan had seen him this way with the Captain. Megan lowered herself and sucked hard on his cock, swirling her tongue around it and fondling his balls as she stroked the shaft. James moaned, thrusting harder and harder into Stevens’ pussy. She rocked her hips towards his face in pleasure and anticipation.
Once his cock was slick enough from Megan sucking and licking it, Megan stopped using her mouth and used both hands on his long dick. She stroked the shaft up and down with both hands and then began rotating each hand in a different direction as she did so. The feeling was spectacular and his hips were now thrusting and moving in Megan’s hands. Moaning, he licked Stevens’ pussy more and thrusted his figure harder and harder into her. Megan’s stroking with both hands was getting closer to driving him over the edge. She then switched and began to suck on the head of my cock while keeping both of her hands going on my shaft.
Soon Stevens’ pussy squeezed tightly around his middle finger inside her and she came hard with several shakes and shutters. She rocked her hips more forcefully into his face, her strength unbelievable. Her juices ran down his chin and down my wrist as she continuously kept coming in waves, her groans of pleasure resonating in the wooden, steamy chamber we were in. Megan still was working shaft shaft up and down, sucking on the head and using her tongue while still stroking his cock with both rotating hands. When Stevens’ orgasm started to end, he began slowing his licks and thrusts until she was finished. When she was done she got off of and sat next to him. Stevens acted like she hadn’t known what Megan was doing acted surprised as watched her for a while.
“That was excellent work, James,” Stevens said. She was breathing heavily and her large breasts were heaving in front of her.
“Can I help you, Officer Fletcher?” Stevens asked.
Megan looked away from the cock she was working and made eye contact with Stevens.
“If you want to,” Megan said in her still very flat voice.
Stevens crouched down next to Megan and took the head of his cock into her mouth while Megan switched to one hand and continued stroking my shaft. Then Stevens licked her way down to his balls and sucked on them while Megan put half of his cock into her mouth and sucked on it hard, licking the underside of it. James gripped the bench he was on and groaned loudly as Megan’s mouth engulfed him. Shuttering with spasms he pumped squirt after squirt into Megan’s mouth and she swallowed very last drop. Stevens sucked on his balls some more, then sat back and watched Megan suck and lick James clean.
“Well,” Stevens said, sighing. “Thank you again, and good seeing you Officer Fletcher.”
With that, Stevens picked her towel up and was putting it on as she walked out of the sauna through the main entrance.
Megan stood up and James realized she was fully naked her towel was off of and he got to see her nude in person for the first time. She was every bit as gorgeous as she had been in the simulation last night.
“Sorry that happened,” he said to Megan. “I very much did not want to do anything with the Captain.”
“I know, James,” Megan breathed, as kissed me passionately. “I did not want you to either. I finished her errands and got here as soon as I could. I do not think she thought I would walk in on you two; she gave me a lot to do. I had a feeling this was her plan when she sent for me early this morning. I know she abuses her power and I do not hold it against you.”
“Thank you so much,” he said, with a sigh of relief. “And you were amazing at what you did. Even better at it than last night.”
She smiled her gorgeous, genuine smile again.
“Thank you, James,” she said.
“What do you want to do now?” he asked her.
She leaned in and kissed him softly.
“I want to take you back to my quarters,” she said to me, smiling. “And I want you all to myself. No more sharing on my part.”
The Erotic Journey Begins
By Danica Williams
Copyright © 2012 Danica Williams
This is a work of fiction. Any similarities to actual persons, alive or dead, are purely coincidental.
This book contains sexually explicit content and is intended for a mature audience only.
Teri rolled off her husband Stan and lay back on the pillow in their king sized bed. She’d had a good day and it had just ended on a pleasant note. Stan had given her a nice orgasm and she was feeling warm and cuddly. She started to reach for him, but he had gotten out of the bed and padded naked to the balcony off their bedroom, stopping to grab a Marlboro from the pack atop their dresser on his way. She knew he only smoked anymore when he was thinking about a problem, so she grabbed her robe and followed him outside. “Look at you standing naked outside!” she teased. He exhaled and laughed. “I don’t think any of our neighbors are even awake this late at night” he said, “it’s after ten. Even if they did, I don’t think any of them would even notice that I’m naked.” “Marge Stevens would!” she teased, “She’s been drooling over you for years.” Married seven years, they were a good looking couple. They went everywhere together and did everything together. They had been best friends first and lovers later; it made talking to each other easier.
She hugged him about the waist, laying her head on his broad back. “What’re you thinking about babe?” He sighed out more smoke, “Remember the first time we made love?” She giggled, remembering the quilt and the old Ford pickup under the stars up at the lake. “Yes” she said softly. “I thought I felt the earth move under us” he said, “It was the greatest feeling of my life. After that we fucked like rabbits, anywhere, anytime we got a chance.” She remembered and she told him so. He turned to her in the moonlight. “I want that feeling back.” They held each other briefly in the cool night air, and returned to their bedroom.
She promised to think about it just before he fell off to sleep, and she lay back in the bed for a long time after he began snoring gently in her ear. Stan was a good lover. She loved his hard strong cock and the way it made her feel…he was a careful lover who always made sure she was satisfied. She knew what he felt, that things had gotten ordinary between them, even if it was good ordinary, they needed some spice in their lives. She knew who she had to talk to, so she cuddled up to Stan’s strong body and went to sleep.
“Are you out of your mind?” Teri asked her friend Marge. Marge repeated what she had told Teri in a low voice. Her husband Ted was in the living room watching a football game, but she didn’t want to include him in this conversation. “I can see Stan would love it, but I could never…” Marge grinned at her longtime friend, “Oh yes you can, and when you see what it does to your man, you’ll get wilder still!” Teri had her reservations, but she really adored Stan. If this might make him happier, she was willing to try it. It could be fun.
“I’d really like to see this movie honey, it’s got that really hot actor I like so much as the star…and I hear it’s pretty sexy too” Teri said to Stan, “Can we please go see it tonight?” Stan smiled at his tiny wife, “Sure we can, I’m off tomorrow and we have no plans. We’ll have a late dinner after and make a night of it.”
Teri took a long time getting ready for the night out. She soaked in the tub with hot, jasmine scented oil. She did her nails in bright sca
rlet and used the matching lipstick, Stan’s favorite. The scoop necked, high waisted 70’s style peasant dress she wore complimented her tiny figure, making her small firm unfettered breasts seem somehow rounder and fuller. Her curly dark shoulder length hair accented the light blue of her eyes. Marge’s suggestion that she shave her pubic hair had left her feeling delightfully wicked and even a little dangerous. She examined herself in the mirror. It was completely obvious that she was naked beneath the thin jersey knit, but at the same time there was a demureness about the simple peasant dress that seem wholesome. She was totally satisfied with the results of her labors…and in spite of her reservations she felt a small tight ball of excitement building in her.
Stan liked it too. Even as they stood in the small line to get tickets he could barely keep his hands off her. He had not mentioned it, but she knew he was aware that she was naked beneath the dress. His hands had slipped down her back to where her panty line usually was several times. His face had registered his surprise, but he had made no mention of it. Teri smiled up at his craggy handsome face, and he bent to kiss her lightly. “You look amazing!” he told her. They usually sat at about the center of the theater when they went, but tonight she guided him to seats near the back on the dark side, nearest the wall. As the opening scene came on, she nestled her head on Stan’s shoulder and waited.
She got her opportunity just a few minutes into the movie. The good looking actor with the incredible hard body and impossible abs was naked, kissing the breasts of a really nice looking actress. Teri whispered into Stan’s ear. “I wonder how big his cock is?” Stan seemed mildly amused at the question, but she could tell he was wondering about the body of the woman in the scene. She looked around to see if anyone had sat near them. There was a nice looking young man in the center row of seats across from them, but he was focused on the nude actress on the screen too. Teri slid the skirt of the peasant dress up nearly to her waist and spread her legs as wide as the seat would allow. Stan didn’t notice, as the actress onscreen was now completely nude, the handsome young actor between her spread thighs…though the explicit details were artfully covered by the bedclothes. She took a deep breath, and moved Stan’s hand to her newly shaved pussy. When his hand touched her it was almost like an electric shock. She marveled at the rush of heat between her legs. “She hissed quietly into Stan’s ear “Do you suppose they are really fucking?” Stan jerked at both the question and the feel of his wife’s hairless mound. She was holding his hand with both of hers, moving his fingers exactly where she wanted them, and literally masturbating herself with his hand. She felt the wetness begin. Teri could tell Stan was aroused, she could see the rising lump expanding in the front of his pants. “Watch” she whispered hoarsely, “He’s fucking her. Do you like watching him fuck her? Does it turn you on?” Stan’s lump lurched in his pants, she watched it jerk.
Leaving his hand between her legs, she reached up and pulled the scoop necked top down below her breasts, leaving them bare to the darkness. She began pulling and tweaking her already hard nipples. Her own excitement billowed inside her like a spring storm. “You like watching him fuck her don’t you?” On the screen the actress’s breasts were shaking back and forth in simulated ecstasy, but in the seats, Teri’s began to heave. Stan nodded, speechless but spellbound, and seeing a side of Teri he had never before seen. He loved it. Teri now had worked two of his fingers into her, and she was dripping onto the seat. Her legs were spread so wide he could see the inner muscles of her slender thighs working, her hips rotating in the opposite direction of his hand. Her hands left her breasts and pulled his head down to hers, her eyes wide. As she held his face close to her own, she began really writhing in the seat, her breath coming in short bursts. “You’re going to make me cum right here” she said. She kissed him deeply. “I think he has a really big dick” she gasped. “I bet they’re really fucking and she really has that big dick inside her!” Stan used his free hand to massage his cock through his pants. “Does that excite you Teri” he breathed. “You’d really like to see his cock while he fucks her?” Teri’s eyes squeezed shut. “Yes” her hips began to spasm. “I’d like to suck his cock, I’d love to feel his hot cum pouring into my mouth!” Her orgasm took her, her tiny body thrashing in the theater seat.
She sat up, afraid to look around in case someone might have seen her. She had been surprised at the intensity of her orgasm, and she had been louder than she’d imagined she would. Her skirt slid back down by itself, but her breasts were still bared. It felt childishly wicked to sit here uncovered like this in public, but she found she was enjoying it. Stan was still rigid with surprise, and, she noted, something else was still just rigid. She leaned forward, rubbed his straining dick. She kissed him and bent back to his lap. “Somebody’s excited” she crooned softly. “Yesss” Stan whispered. “That excites you does it?” She lightly nuzzled his erection through his pants. Stan could barely restrain himself. He nodded. She unzipped the fly of his khaki pants and freed the swollen organ. Kissing the tip, she darted her tongue out, licking all the way around his glands. “Does the idea of watching me suck his cock turn you on?” she asked. Beyond caring, his answer was bluntly honest. “Yes, it turns me on…” Slipping the head gently inside of her mouth, sucking gently, then grabbing it hard and looking into his eyes she said “And would it turn you on if I let him cum in my mouth?” Stan began to erupt fiercely. She dropped her mouth back on to his pulsing cock and swallowed every last drop. Licking her lips, she raised her head from the spent cock and looked up. The young man across the center aisle was staring at her bare heaving breasts, and her tongue licking the last of the cum from her lower lip and chin. His massive dick was out of his pants and in his hand. She came again.
In their car on the way to the restaurant, she clung to him, sitting close to him on the seat as she had when they were dating. Neither had spoken, and she was beginning to be afraid that her little plan had gone too far. She also realized that she had crossed a line it would be hard to hide behind again. Her little plan had grown tonight, taking on a life of its own and going much further than she’d intended. And she was absolutely incensed by it. Her nerves were aflame as they had rarely been in her life. She was still wet with excitement, and it was hard to still her hips. Even contact with the rough fabric seat of the SUV was stimulating her sensitive pussy. “Are you mad with me baby?” she asked. Stan grinned down at her. “Mad, no. Surprised, yes. I’m still so hot I can barely drive!”
Up on her knees kissing his face, she whispered “Stop the car!” Stan quickly pulled to the side of the road. “What’s the matter baby?” She quickly straddled him, lifting her skirt clear and reaching for his fly. “I want to fuck” she said, freeing his cock and holding him against the entrance to her wet slit, “now!” She writhed with pleasure as she settled him in her, rocking back and forth to get as much penetration as possible. It felt so good. “But people can see us” Stan said into her seeking mouth. She reached up and peeled the top of the peasant dress down, baring her top half down to her navel. “Does that excite you baby?” she teased. He responded by hunching his hips upward, jabbing the hard tip of his cock in her so deeply she felt her cervix cushion the onslaught.
They tottered into the restaurant holding each other up. “Everyone will think we are drunk” Teri giggled. “I am” Stan laughed back. They hadn’t enjoyed each other so much in years.
“I would love to have been there to see that” Marge said. “I can just see you sitting in that theater seat with your tits hanging out and a face full of cum and finding some good looking guy watching you! That had to have been priceless!” Teri blushed. She had stayed wet all night, even after Stan had fucked her again when they got home from the restaurant. They had made love slowly on the balcony, both completely nude there for the first time, not knowing and not caring if there were unseen watchers. She was still wet and puffy, the soft fabric of her panties seeming to caress her sensitive pussy. “I still can’t believe I did that” she s
aid to Marge, “and even more, I can’t believe Stan wasn’t bothered by any of it.” “I told you” Marge said, “when you’re giving your man what he wants is the best time to ferret out his deepest fantasies. A lot of guys feel that cumming in a woman’s mouth is the most intimate and loving act they will ever experience. When you look them in the eyes as they cum, and swallow that hot stuff, you own their soul!” “It tastes salty but it’s otherwise kind of bland” Teri said, “but once you get past the idea of it, it really isn’t so bad.” Marge laughed merrily. “Sweetie, when you reap the benefits, the stuff starts to taste like dessert.”
Marge went to the kitchen and came back with two large mugs of steaming coffee, and then made Teri recount the whole encounter. When Teri reached the part where she had asked Stan if he would like to watch the actor cum in her mouth, Marge openly rubbed her own crotch. “Damn girl, you just unlatched his secret fantasy.” Teri looked at her friend closely. “You really think he would like to watch me suck another man’s cock?” “How long did it take for him to cum in yours after you asked him?” Marge asked. “I can’t really believe that, it’s quite a jump from talking about it to actually doing it.” Marge’s nipples were poking out the front of her tee shirt and the heel of her hand was unconsciously rubbing between her legs. “It all depends sweetie, if this is enough to renew your sex life, it’s good enough. I’ll tell you one thing from personal experience though, the further you go with this game, the better it gets.”
Teri really wasn’t sure she was ready for more, but the dampness between her own legs was rapidly overcoming her natural reticence. “You and Ted have gone farther?” “Way farther” was Marge’s response. Teri giggled, “How much farther can you go than sucking another man’s cock in front of your own husband?” “You really are an innocent aren’t you?” Marge asked. “If you really want an answer to that, I’ll show you…and then you and I are going to have a long conversation.” Teri sipped her coffee, mulling over whether she wanted to know more. The sensitivity between her legs was maddening, and her curiosity got the better of her. “So show me” she said.
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