Root canals are rather time-consuming and tedious, but they actually don’t take much thinking on the part of the dentist. So while I was working on Chet’s tooth, I tried to get Kim to talk about her past with him. This, I thought, would help Chet take his mind off what I was doing. Kim hesitantly began to talk about their first date, then about some of the things they had done together. Most of it was innocuous enough, but as she warmed up to the subject, I began to detect a hint of lust in her memories.
Chet couldn’t talk because we had his mouth propped wide open. He was just lying there, totally relaxed, but he occasionally smiled or nodded in response to Kim’s recollections. I rather enjoyed them too. In fact, all the romantic memories were getting me excited, and my dick had begun to swell. I silently pointed this out to Kim, and she raised her eyebrows in surprise. I smiled, then pointed to a similar reaction going on under Chet’s shorts. The bulge there made it obvious that, in spite of the gas, he too was enjoying Kim’s recollections.
Kim gazed at that impressive bump in his shorts, then looked at me with an expression I had never seen before. It was a like a dog looking for permission to eat a steak off the kitchen table. That look hit me like the proverbial ton of bricks. Suddenly I was even more aroused. My wife was interested in another man, and it turned me on immensely.
I reached across Chet’s semi-recumbent body and caressed my wife’s breasts. She gave a little moan to let me know she was really hot. We leaned over Chet and gave each other one of the most passionate kisses we have ever exchanged. Chet watched with a beatific expression, but the bulge in his pants kept growing.
Now that I knew that Kim was curious about Chet, and that he was still interested in her, I couldn’t resist the temptation to do what I did next. I reached down to Chet’s shorts and slowly pulled them up. All it took was a little tug, and the force of his erection pushed them out of the way, allowing his full hard-on to spring up in all its majesty. Kim looked shocked and lustful at the same time. Chet offered no resistance; he was smiling as best he could with all the equipment in his mouth. However much the gas was affecting him, it was apparent that he was aware of what was going on, and that he was enjoying it.
I looked at Kim and smiled. She looked like a cat eyeing a mouse. I reached over, slipped my hands under her top and undid her bra. Then I lifted off the tank top. My wife was standing there with her tits hanging out in front of another man. My dick was trying to bust through my jeans.
I took my wife’s hand and guided it to Chet’s impressive dick, which was about seven inches long. Kim touched it with one finger. Starting at the base, she slowly slid the finger up to the top of the shaft, then circled the head several times. Chet let out a slight moan.
Kim looked at me to see my reaction. I leaned over and kissed her again, with so much passion and lust that it made our previous kiss feel like kid stuff. I reached into her shorts with one hand, and she crouched down a bit to allow easier access to her hot and extremely wet pussy. I couldn’t remember ever seeing her so excited.
After my fingers had sloshed around in her pussy for a minute or two, I pulled her shorts down to her knees, and she took them off the rest of the way. I looked at her, then nodded toward the prize she had turned down so many years ago, letting her know that she had my blessing.
She bent down to Chet and stroked his balls. Then she licked the top of his dick as though it was a lollipop. Chet moaned again, more loudly. The lust on my wife’s face and her boldness made me as hard as I had ever been in my life. I removed my pants and rubbed my dripping cock while I watched my hot wife play with her old boyfriend. She was now giving him a full blowjob, and he was clutching at the arms of the chair, breathing heavily through his open mouth.
As Kim pulled off his shorts, Chet raised his hips to accommodate her. The gleaming expression in her eyes told me that she needed to be fucked and was not going to be denied. Her juices started dripping down her thighs.
She stood up on the chair, straddled her ex-boyfriend and slowly lowered her pussy down onto his cock. She closed her eyes and threw back her head as his dick penetrated her. This was only the second dick she had ever had, so she was savoring all the new sensations it was providing.
After moving up and down a few times, she opened her eyes and looked at me, her teeth slightly clenched, as though she was on the verge of orgasm already. Chet was panting, his eyes greedily taking in the sight of Kim’s petite and shapely body. His hands came up to rest on her bouncing tits. A minute later she came loudly, her whole body quivering with pleasure. Then she collapsed on him in exhaustion. Chet held her and caressed her back lovingly.
But Chet, his endurance possibly enhanced by the numbing effect of the gas, was still hard, and Kim wasn’t about to call it quits. She began moving on him again, giving me a satisfied smile. Her movements were slower and more varied now; instead of just bouncing up and down, she wiggled herself around on him, and when she found a favorite spot she worked it for a while. This kept her on the brink for a long time, but she seemed content to go on that way forever.
I moved in next to Kim and began rubbing my slick dick against her thigh as she went on playing with her new toy. My wife reached down and covered my dick with her hand, sliding it back and forth on her leg without stopping her erotic gyrations. After five minutes, I exploded with so much force that my come landed on her other leg with an audible splat.
I’d had no idea that Kim was capable of this kind of stuff. I sat and watched my wife, who was moving up and down again, but slowly now. She would raise herself just high enough so that his thick-tipped dick almost slipped out of her pussy, then let herself drop back down on him. It was obvious that his big dick was providing her with sensations I was unable to give her. And it was obvious that she was loving it.
Finally, after bringing him to near eruption several times, she finally finished him off, her body twisting and bouncing in a flurry of movement that could have churned butter at the county fair. Chet shot his large load inside her with an inarticulate cry, and Kim shook all over with each pump, her head thrown back as she enjoyed the most convulsive orgasm of her life.
Kim and Chet were both tired out now, so it was the perfect time to finish up the dental work. We all stayed naked while I worked. Chet’s hand roamed around Kim’s tits while I worked on him. Kim returned the favor by massaging his loose balls and his softening dick.
Just before I finished the procedure, Kim guided Chet’s hand to her pussy, inviting him to play around in her favorite place. He did so with eagerness, rubbing and fingering her to another shuddering orgasm. This activity brought life back to his dick, and Kim didn’t let it go to waste. This time she straddled him backwards and fucked him to another orgasm.
We all got dressed, and Chet thanked us for everything—Kim more than me. We then scheduled him for a cleaning in six months, on a Saturday, in hopes that we could do this all over again.
There has to be a way of marketing this kind of dentistry!
—I.J., Tulsa, Oklahoma
HE FELT GUILTY ABOUT HIS FAVORITE FANTASY, TILL HE FOUND OUT IT WAS HERS TOO
I am a forty-two-year-old woman, and have been married to my husband Rick for sixteen years. I still enjoy a firm figure, with nice hips, a trim waist, big breasts and large, sensitive nipples that Rick loves. He knows the key to pleasing me physically begins and ends with my nipples. I also love giving and receiving oral sex, masturbation and good old-fashioned lovemaking.
Rick is ruggedly handsome, with a beautiful seven-inch dick that I am just crazy about. He knows just how to use it too. He has outstanding stamina and is very creative, willing to do anything I ask. Sex with him is great. Until recently our only problem was that the frequency of our lovemaking had slowed to a near-standstill, our careers and children occupying all of our time.
One Saturday night not long ago we managed to get up enough energy to fool around. Rick is an expert when it comes to my tits. He was driving me wild, licking, sucking and gently
nibbling my hard nipples. Because we had not had sex in quite a while, I was really hot. I began fingering my pussy, closing my eyes and conjuring up my favorite fantasy, while he continued working his magic. I was really going at my clit when he stopped and sat up next to me. I could feel his eyes roaming all over my naked body, definitely getting off at the sight of me pleasing myself. Then he asked me what I was thinking about.
We rarely shared our fantasies, but this time I was so hot I just didn’t care. With my eyes still closed, I slid my hands up to fondle my breasts and tweak my nipples, and I just let go and admitted I was fantasizing about someone else. Rick begged me to tell him about it. I started masturbating again while describing Jake, a handsome younger man whom I had met a year ago at work. I described the steamy action I was dreaming about—how I’d take Jake into my office, locking the door behind us. I felt an intense orgasm approaching as I gave Rick all the juicy details of how we would have marvelous sex on my desk. That did it. I came hard, my entire body shaking, moaning loudly, while Rick looked on.
When I recovered I found Rick stroking his erect penis. I got excited again when he told me that he was imagining being there in my office, standing close by, watching me fuck Jake. I told him the idea turned me on too. Rick moaned, and his hand started moving faster. I said I would love for him to see me take Jake’s prick in my hand, rub my nipples with it, lick it and then take it in my mouth. The more graphic my language got, the hotter Rick got. When I told him how exciting it would be for me to gaze into his loving eyes while Jake fucked the shit out of me with his hard cock, he exploded.
After I licked him clean we lay on the bed, holding each other in silence. Nothing else had made us so excited for a long time, so I decided to ask him if this was a new fantasy for him. Rick said no; in fact, it had been his favorite since college. He told me about something that had happened just before he met me. Rick, his girlfriend at the time and one of his male roommates had been celebrating the end of the semester. They were drinking and dancing, and the booze had loosened their inhibitions. The guys began kissing the girl, and she kissed them back. When the roommate placed a hand on her breast, she responded, and it went on from there. Moments later, Rick was watching as they fell to the floor, his naked girlfriend straddling his buddy’s hard dick, lowering herself onto it. Rick found himself cheering them on, turned on by the sight of their fucking.
After he met me, Rick had started fantasizing about a similar encounter, with me taking the place of his ex-girlfriend. He had guiltily hidden this from me all these years, afraid that I would find him sick or disgusting. I assured him I did not think that, and encouraged him to tell me more. He said he had often envisioned me fucking certain friends and business acquaintances of his, while he watched. He even admitted that he frequently imagined me with multiple partners. Just the thought of it sent thrills through my body.
The more we talked about it, the more turned on we became. Rick’s erection had long since returned. I lay back, spread my legs wide, and told him I wanted Jake to fuck me long and hard.
Rick moved over me, pushing his dick deep in my wet pussy, moving at a furious pace, fucking me with abandon while pretending to be Jake. When I knew he was ready to release his load, I moaned that I wanted Jake to come in my mouth, so my husband could enjoy watching it. He pulled out, crawled up my body, placed his dick close to my mouth and jacked off. He was so turned on that he came harder than before, his come spurting powerfully into my open mouth. I swallowed it all, and without missing a beat he dived between my legs, eating me out like a wild man. It was the best fuck session of our marriage.
The next day at work I was worthless, unable to block out the images of the incredible, erotic night we had shared. I left a couple of hours early. When I arrived home Rick was already there. He had not been able to work either. I knew what was on his mind—the same thing that was on mine. He wanted our fantasy about Jake to become a reality.
My head was spinning with lustful thoughts. Everything was moving so fast. My nipples hardened, my pussy tingled while I stood there thinking about actually making love to another man in front of my husband. For a long moment we looked into each other’s eyes. Then I reached into my briefcase and pulled out Jake’s business card, and I asked my husband to bring me the phone.
Rick was so excited that he began undressing me when he handed me the phone. I was down to my bra and panties when I started to dial. It was so much fun calling Jake’s office like that, with Rick licking my cleavage, kissing my belly, pulling my panties down. I sat down on the couch, and Rick’s tongue began dancing all over my clit. When Jake answered I almost lost it. I felt absolutely wicked, talking to the man who I hoped would soon become my lover, while my husband knelt between my legs, eating my pussy.
I told Jake that I wanted him to meet my husband, and invited him to come over on Sunday about eleven. Jake accepted, saying he was looking forward to seeing me. Little did he know that he would be seeing a lot more of me than he thought, if everything went well. After I hung up, Rick and I had our hottest sex ever.
During the week we talked about it constantly, acting out the scene several more times, with Rick pretending to be Jake. When Sunday morning arrived we dropped the kids off at a friend’s house, and when we returned I hurried to the bedroom to change. I wanted to look casual but seductive. I chose a sheer white shirt, unbuttoned and tied at the waist with no bra, the shapes of my erect nipples visible and inviting against the cloth. With it I wore a pair of short-shorts, with no panties. Rick melted when I reappeared. I was wet with anticipation. Rick kissed me passionately, fondling my breasts, probing my pussy with his fingers. I knelt down, pulled his dick out and sucked on it while we waited for Jake to arrive.
When the doorbell rang Rick pushed his hard-on back inside his pants as I went to answer it. I greeted Jake with a warm hug, my cheeks already flushed with excitement, pressing my large breasts against him. When we separated, his eyes slid over my body, stopping at my chest. I kissed him lightly on the lips, then took his hand and led him to the kitchen, where Rick waited to meet him.
The two of them immediately hit it off, getting along like old friends. Jake was obviously enjoying my partially exposed tits; there was a nice bulge growing under his shorts. I guess it was pretty clear to him why he was there, and it took only about twenty minutes, one beer and a brief discussion before we were frantically peeling our clothes off. I fell to my knees in front of Jake, helping him pull his shorts down, and I almost fainted at the sight of his erection. As I told you, Rick is above average in the cock department, but Jake was even bigger.
Soon we were all sitting on the couch in the den, naked, my left nipple in Jake’s mouth, my right one in Rick’s. I played with their dicks while they drove me crazy. At that moment I felt like the luckiest woman in the world. No woman can imagine the ecstasy unless they have experienced the sensation of having a mouth on each nipple. It didn’t take long for that familiar warm feeling to build within me. Holding their stiff pricks tightly in my hands, I begged them to suck harder. As they did, Jake began stroking my clit, and in a minute I burst into an orgasmic wonderland.
As Rick left to get another round of beers, Jake continued to play with my nipples, fascinated with their size and sensitivity, and I stroked his amazing hard-on. When Rick returned we toasted my first orgasm of the day.
I took a few sips, then rolled off the couch onto my knees between Jake’s legs, admiring his manhood. His cock was not only longer than Rick’s, it also had a very thick shaft and a large, smooth-looking head. I smiled at my husband, then leaned down to take as much of that impressive erection in my mouth as I could. Out of the corner of my eye I could see Rick playing with himself, enjoying the action. That really got me going. I proceeded to give Jake the most enthusiastic blowjob I had ever given any man, including my own husband.
There would be plenty of time for me to taste his come. At that moment I wanted to perform for Rick, just as in our fantasy. I asked Jake
to fuck me from behind. I remained on my knees, my upper body now resting on the couch as Jake moved into place. I felt him rubbing the head of his dick against my pussy lips. I reached back to help him guide it in, wriggling a little as he pushed forward. Suddenly I was out of my mind with the sensation of this new, beautiful cock slowly entering me, while my husband sat only a couple feet away, watching intently and masturbating.
Jake paused when he got his cock all the way in, filling my pussy with his thick shaft, then started thrusting slowly. I stared straight into Rick’s eyes, and a big grin covered his face when I told Jake to fuck the shit out of me. Jake picked up his pace, and I began to moan, still looking into my husband’s eyes. I could see how much he was loving the sight of Jake and me going at it. It was the best fucking I had ever experienced.
Jake was grunting loudly now, and I knew he was close to coming. I told him I wanted him to come in my mouth, knowing that Rick wanted to see that. After a few more powerful thrusts he pulled out and sat in front of me again. I gave Rick a wicked smile and asked Jake to fuck my mouth. I then leaned over, wrapped my lips around the head of his cock and waited. Jake put his hands on my head and pushed upward, his stomach muscles flexing with each thrust. I caught a glimpse of Rick just as his dick started squirting all over his stomach. Jake was really groaning now. He thrust one last time. His body trembled, and his big cock twitched and shot an enormous load into my mouth. I swallowed most of it, and then I cleaned up my husband.
We took a short break for lunch and to give the guys time to recover. Afterwards I got things going again by playing with myself right there at the dining-room table, first trailing my fingertips all over my tits and tweaking my nipples. I was horny as hell and needed more fucking. When I began to play with my pussy, it didn’t take long for their erections to return as they watched me. Jake crawled between my legs, pushing his head into my crotch, his tongue taking the place of my fingers, flicking my clit rapidly. I was gazing into Rick’s eyes as Jake slipped two fingers inside my pussy, taking my breath away. Lightning bolts shot through my body as he started tonguing my clit and finger-fucking me. I had a series of mind-blowing orgasms, writhing about in my chair and groaning loudly.
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