Our First Time: Anthology of a Menage Book 2

by Jennifer O'Donnell

  She grabbed my keys and briefcase, placed them on the coffee table and walked into the kitchen, returning with a glass of wine. We talked about the day, but every time I tried to bring up her plan for the evening, she changed the subject.

  Finally, after she had determined the appropriate moment, she placed her goblet down on the table, “Tonight, you’re mine.”

  “What do you mean?” I asked my wife.

  “I mean, let me put it to you this way--- tonight, you are going to have a great time, something so erotic, something that you will remember for the rest of your life.”

  “And what is that?”

  “I’m not telling, but you’ve been after me for years to do something like this, and tonight’s the night!” Then she put a blindfold on me, rubbed my already hard cock, and said, “Looks like your ready! Now, I’m going to take you to the bedroom.”

  From what I could tell, Karen led me to the bedroom where I immediately noticed the scent of candles. Our house is usually very clean, but that night it smelled extra fresh. I was both excited and nervous about her plan as we had talked about a lot of things over the years. She knew every one of my dark secrets, and I assumed that on that night we’d be acting out one of them. I really felt that I needed to know what she had planned. Then we stopped walking; I was pretty sure we were in the bedroom. My sexy wife began to undress me and in less than a minute I was nude. Talk about a range of feelings from arousal to fear. I wondered what the hell was going on.

  Karen guided me to the bed. The sheets felt a little cool and it took a second for me to realize that she had put clean satin sheets on our bed. I felt her move around to the other side of the bed, a moment passed. I was pretty sure she was nude. Then she proceeded to tie up my legs, followed by my arms. My legs were afforded some play, but my arms were tied tight. I was not in a position to move!

  This was certainly different, and in a way, pleasing. That night I didn’t have to make any decisions. My wife had taken care of everything and I was just along for the ride. I sat back and waited; the anticipation was delicious and arousing. I just hoped that my manhood looked impressive, pointing up and off into space.

  Right after that she left the room. I began to feel lonely and completely void of stimulus. I couldn’t see anything or move, and she had disappeared! Then I heard Karen’s voice, but she was too far away to make out what she was saying. I was really curious to know what was going on---and for that matter---who she was talking to?

  A few minutes later she returned, but I sensed that two people had walked into the room because it sounded like two people walking on the wood floors. My wife’s familiar clicking heels and someone else’s. Then I began to think it might just be my imagination. Then I felt her move onto the bed and sit down. Karen moved on me and I could feel that she was nude. Her soft skin pressed against my flesh. “I’m pleased that you’re still hard.” She said as she kissed me and moved back to the foot of the bed. Then, then I heard her unzip something. Again, my curiosity skyrocketed! Karen was nude so she wouldn’t have needed to unzip anything. She wiggled a little on the bed and I would have sworn I heard jeans being pulled down. No one said a word.

  “Karen, what are you doing? Who’s with you?”

  “Be quiet, my pet. I’m just doing something. You will only speak when I give you permission, do you understand?”

  “Oh, she’s playing a little game.” I thought. She wants to be my Mistress. “Yes Mistress.” I complied.

  I heard her making muffled noises. I would have sworn she was sucking on something. Was someone else there? Then the sexy noises stopped and I felt Karen lie down next to me; then the bed moved! “Oh my god,“ I thought, “There’s someone else here.” She must have noticed the panicked expression on my face. “We can stop any time, but I know that this is something you have wanted and something we’ve talked about for a long time. If you say the word ‘popcorn,’ we will stop. If you do not say that word, ‘popcorn,’ then we will continue.” Then she moved on top of me.

  My hard cock was against her wet pussy. I could feel her arousal against my sensitive, throbbing cock. She kissed me again, “Understand?” She grabbed and squeezed my cock, and said, “I’m about to do something very kinky and something that you’ve talked about for some time.” She squeezed my cheeks. I couldn’t talk; nothing came out of my mouth. My thought was that my wife was about to take her first lover and I’m on the bed, blindfolded and tied. She continued, “I picked this out just for you; wait until you see it. It’s so big and in a minute this thing will be in my pussy. Did you hear me? Your wife is about to take a big, fat, hard cock.”

  All I could do was moan. I didn’t say a thing, after all this was my greatest fantasy. Karen rolled next to me and then her leg was over mine. Whoever he was, I felt him move on the bed and I thought he was on top of her. The bed rocked and buckled like he had just mounted Karen. “Oh that’s good and big,” My wife moaned. Yes, I thought, “I’m sure he’s on my wife.”

  “Feel how wet I am? That’s it, push it in. Oh god, yes…I want to feel you deep in me.” She said, moaning.

  I didn’t know if I was scared or pissed. My wife had just taken a lover and I was sure that he had an impressive thick cock! I could feel her against me, her leg over mine as her legs were parted, spread open for her lover.

  “Oh, you should see it! I’ve never even seen something that could fill me like this,” She squealed. These deep almost gurgling sounds came from her; I had never heard her moan like this before. She was horny, getting fucked hard and loving it. Those telling, sexy whimpers started and her breathing became shallow; I sensed she was getting close. Her new lover was going to make her cum!

  They worked up a rhythm and Karen belonged to her lover. Together they worked it, pushing and slamming hard. I had never heard Karen moan and grunt the way she was doing. I thought to myself, “Just how big is this man? How long can he last?” Her moans were becoming closer and closer. “That’s it,” she grunted, “Use my pussy. Make me cum on that massive monster of yours.”

  “Oh my god,” I thought, “My wife is going to cum!’ The bed was squeaking. He was really slamming Karen, and I wanted to see it happening. He was really giving it to her hard. I couldn’t see, but I heard her cry, “Oh, it’s so big. I’ve never fucked like this before…I feel so…full…so stretched. Oh,Oh…I’m cumming!”

  Our friend collapsed on my wife; I figured he had to be cumming too? I wondered, was he cumming in my wife, or did he pull out?”

  We all just laid there, no one moved. Finally Karen’s legs moved kind of teasing me. Then I felt him move and Karen rolled on top of me. My cock slid right into her. Without any warning, she took all of me; she felt so hot, wet and slippery. I wondered if she could even feel me. How big was this man?

  Karen kissed me. Slowly as she started to work up a rhythm; she pulled back and whispered, “Did you enjoy feeling it? Could you feel me getting fucked next to you?”

  All I could do was say, “Yes.”

  “Oh, I’ve never felt this way before! Do you still love me?”

  “Oh god, yes! I will never stop loving you.”

  “Do you have any regrets?”

  “Only that I wanted to watch?”

  “What did you want to watch?”

  “I wanted to watch you take your first stud.”

  “What about it? Tell me!” Karen stopped. I could feel her moving. She started to ride me.

  “I wanted to see his cock, all big and hard and watch it slide into you, filling your wet pussy. I wanted to see your lips stretch to take him and to watch your face as he started to fuck you.”

  “Oh, you wanted to watch a man fuck your pretty wife?”

  “Yes.”

  “Yes what?”

  “I wanted to watch some stud fuck you?”

  “I promise you that when I find a stud, you will be there to watch.” She removed my blind fold. Karen was at the foot of the bed, so who was on top of me? My thoughts swirled, it
took a second to realize that it was my wife’s best friend, Heather! Heather was riding me, not my wife. My thoughts raced backward as I tried to pin down when Heather entered the room. It was Heather who had fucked my wife, but when had she mounted me? It was so confusing; I wondered how Karen had dealt this?

  Heather smiled at me as she rode my cock. My hot, sexy wife was standing behind her. “For being a team player, Heather, you should get rewarded.” I exclaimed.

  “Yeah, Karen had her fun and now it’s my turn.” Heather replied.

  “How did this happen?” I asked Karen.

  “Well, you wanted to watch me get fucked by some stud. When I told this to Heather, she came up with this idea. After all, once another man fucks me, things will be different and so Heather thought that we should take baby steps.” Karen explained.

  Then Heather chimed in, “I told your hottie of a wife that I would fuck her, with my big strap- on.”

  Karen looked at Heather. “Her strap-on was sexy, but I wanted something bigger. So we went to the sex shop and purchased a few things that I think you will enjoy this weekend.”

  Heather giggled, “Did your wife tell you that I’m spending the weekend with you? Oh yeah, and it was big!

  Then Karen said, “You should have felt it. When she placed it in me I swear she took my breath away.”

  “I’ve always wanted to use it, but until Karen told me about your little perverted plan I never thought I would fuck someone. Well, I enjoyed fucking your wife!” Heather exclaimed.

  “Did you think someone was fucking me, I mean a man?”

  “Yes, I did.”

  Karen was holding “the monster” again; a strap-on with a massive life-like cock!

  I looked up into Heather’s eyes and then at her breasts, “Oh my god, you are really hot!”

  “Thank you!” Heather’s face turned beat red. “I have to tell you that you’re pretty impressive yourself.”

  “What a night! First I thought my wife was getting it from some stud, and then I realized you were fucking me!

  “Yes, what a night;” Karen exclaimed as she reached down and cupped Heather’s breasts. “I see the way you look at her. Honey, her breasts are perfect, so full and soft with these perfect nipples. You should feel them!”

  Heather looked down at me and said, “Oh Karen, I think he’s going to cum. You don’t mind if your husband cums in me do you?”

  Then I started to cum. It hit me like a ton of bricks. My wife was fucked by this thick strap-on that Heather, her best friend, was wearing. Then I’m unmasked and realize that my wife’s best friend, Heather was riding my cock. Finally, my wife was playing with her best friend’s nipples. It was so overwhelming…I had to let go and cum in her pussy. I just grunted while Heather pushed down, engulfing my cock.

  “Okay Karen, he’s cumming!”

  Both ladies watched as I came. Karen moved over and released me from my restraints. Finally, I was free! Heather collapsed on my right and Karen moved up on the bed to my left. We all just lay still and eventually fell asleep.