by Hawke, Jessa
He simply could not believe how things had turned so quickly, this woman was so hot, and ready for him. It hadn't been his intention to bed her when she agreed to come with him, but now, that was the foremost thought in his mind. Moving quickly before she had the chance to change her mind, he pulled the dress off her shoulders and let it slide to the floor. He stood back slightly to look at her nakedness. Her pert breasts, slightly upturned, topped by cherry red nipples that were stiff and protruding. Her flat stomach and curvaceous waist with a milky white skin. Beautiful, he thought to himself. Her eyes were closed and her face etched with passion, her lips moist and slightly parted, inviting a a kiss. He wasted no more time in accepting this invitation and pressed his lips to hers, pushing his tongue into her mouth.
Eileen was overcome with desire, she should feel shame and guilt because she was a married woman, and here she was stood almost naked in front of a man she barely knew. That very thought sent ripples of lust through her, tingling every nerve ending in her body, but none more so than those between her legs and at the tips of her breasts. When she felt Aaron’s lips on her, she nearly swooned with the weakness of her passion. His tongue entered her mouth and she greedily sucked on it. Reaching for one of his hands, she brazenly pressed it against her breasts, urging him by her actions to squeeze and fondle them. His fingers found her nipple buds and she moaned quietly into his mouth.
He knew there was no time to waste, she was ripe for the taking. He quickly picked her up into his arms and carried over her to the bed, his lips still glued to hers. Placing her down, he laid beside her pressing his body against hers, still kissing her deeply. His hands back on her breasts, fingers searching out her nipples, he pulled at the stiff little buds before kissing down her and neck leaving a wet trail all the way down to her nipple. Suckling this delight into his mouth, he gently bit the cherry with his teeth.
Eileen Murphy stretched out her arms, arching her back and pushing her breast up towards the doctor’s expertly suckling mouth.
* * *
Wallace Murphy was becoming concerned for his wife, she had been gone over an hour and she looked unwell when she left. He looked outside the cabin door, peering down the narrow corridors that were dimly lit by the sun shining through the portholes. There was no sign of her. He was just about to go back inside when the couple from next door came into view.
“Hello,” he called out to them, “have you seen Eileen on your travels?”
“No, sorry Wallace, we've been walking on the deck, but we saw nothing of her, is everything okay?”
He briefly explained to them how she had been feeling unwell and had gone out for a refreshing walk on the deck, but that was over and hour ago. They agreed to look after baby Finnegan while he went searching for her.
He climbed the stairs to the top deck, he knew that this was where she preferred to walk, the open top refreshing after being cooped up in the cabin. It was also secluded, which offered her some level of privacy if she had to vomit over the side of the ship. He looked down both ways across the full length of the deck, but could not see her. Just as he was about to descend to the lower decks he spotted a crew member sat smoking on one of the benches, and approached him. He explained his situation and the crew member informed him that a lady similar to his wife’s description was seen walking the deck with the ship’s doctor. He directed the man to the doctor’s cabin and Wallace feared wife has been taken ill so he quickly set off, intent on finding her.
Chapter 6 That’s My Wife
Eileen was blissfully unaware of her husband’s concerns. At this moment, the only thing she was aware of was the doctor’s expert manipulation of her body. He was clearly well versed in the female anatomy, and not just in a medical sense. Her whole body was awash with a sensuality that was overwhelming her as he suckled and nipped at her sensitive buds with his teeth and lips. He had moved to a position whereby he was above her and his muscular frame loomed over her delicate form. He kept his weight on his knees and one arm, the other pulling and twisting at the nipple not receiving the attention of his mouth. She felt his firm thigh pressing against the mound between her legs, a mound that was moist and burning and crying out to be pleasured. Unable to help herself she moved her hips up and down, rubbing her mons hard against his thigh and trying desperately to release that sexual itch that was burning deep inside of her. She felt like a bitch on heat and was passed caring. Suddenly, he was gone, her hips were left pressing against nothing but air.
Aaron could feel his erection throbbing in his pants, he was so hard it hurt. He looked down at her as she writhed lewdly on the bed, her hips gyrating and her tongue flicking over her lip. She was a sexual tigress and it seemed he had fanned a flame inside of her. It must have been smoldering for years. He himself was flooded with erotic desires, more powerful then any before, and he had bedded his fair share of ladies. This little minx was stirring feelings in him, that no one had ever managed before.
He stripped of his clothes, intent on being naked as quickly as possible to bury himself deep in her cunny. The he noticed her eyes open and she was staring at him intently, in fact, she was staring at the bulge in his pants where his erection strained at the material. She had such a look in her eye that he feared she would devour him. Deciding to tease, he slowed down the removal of his clothing, baring each section of his body to her salacious gaze, until finally all he had left on were his underpants. His bulge was most prominent as his prick yearned for freedom. Hooking his thumbs into the elastic of his pants, he slowly pulled down on them, leaving his erection covered until the very last minute. As it sprang free, it bobbed up and down in front of him. He quickly glanced a the woman on the bed, her face strained with a lustful gaze, and her eyes followed his prick as it bounced up and down in front of her face.
Eileen was mesmerized as she watched this male undress in front of her. Never before had she felt the need to see the male form naked, but now she wanted it so bad she was almost salivating. Her eyes wandered down his body, to finish by staring at the bulge in front of his pants. It looked huge, not that she would really know, she had never seen a penis uncovered as her husband preferred sex in the dark. It had never bothered her before, in fact, it fitted with what she had been taught about sex, but now, she desperately wanted to see the good doctor naked and feast her eyes on his prick. She felt a shudder dissipate through body just simply for saying that word in her head, it felt so delicious she said it again, prick. It went against everything she had been taught about sex, but she could not help it. This man was awakening a primal awareness that had hidden itself until this day. She stared intently as he hooked his thumbs into his pants and slowly pulled them down, it seemed an eternity to her, before IT sprang free and stuck out from his body in all its glory. She stared at it transfixed, unable to believe how anything that size was going to fit inside of her. It looked huge with a thick veiny shaft and a bulbous mushroom head, like a helmet, on the end. Her eyes followed the tip as it bobbed up and down in front of her. Her whole body was a seething mass of lust. She had not realized that her hand had wandered down into her bloomers as she absentmindedly rubbed herself between her legs. Delicate fingers searched out her love button, flicking her tips over the end of it so the sensation caused her to cry out her desire, “Fuck me, fuck me, please...”
* * *
Wallace followed the crew members directions, but soon found himself lost. The ship was enormous and the array of passageways all seemed to lead to a dead end. After speaking to a number of passengers he passed along the way, he eventually found himself in the right section of the ship. These were the crew’s quarters and they were darker and even more cramped than the second class cabin area. Finally, he thought, as he saw a sign above a door at the end of the passage, he could clearly see the words “Doctor,” written on it. He quickly approached and raised his hand to knock, when his wife’s voice came crying though the door, “fuck me, fuck me, please.”
He stood there, stunned, just for a momen
t. Had he heard correctly, surely not? His prim and proper wife screaming out obscenities. Did she even know such words? Taking the door handle firmly he twisted it and pushed open the door, without knocking.
The first thing he noticed was his wife lying on a bed, breasts bared and her hand in her bloomers. By the look on her face, he could clearly tell she was frigging herself. Stood next to the bed, was a naked man, the doctor, he presumed.
He stared at them both. Eileen had not heard him enter, and neither, it seems, had the man. Wallace reached down to his own crotch and squeezed his growing erection. Perhaps this journey might be more interesting than expected, he thought to himself as he stared at the doctor’s rigid shaft.
“Excuse me,” he said, “but I think that’s my wife you are about to fuck.”
Chapter 7 Two Become Three
Eileen was so engrossed in staring at the doctors naked body, that she never heard Wallace enter the room. When he spoke, it shook her straight to the core. She screamed out in a panic as she saw her husband stood there, in the door way, hand over his crotch and a lewd grin on his face. She had never seen him like that before, always the perfect gentlemen, but his face looked strained with lust and it wasn't her he was looking at, but the doctor.
“Oh my god, Wallace!” she blurted out. “I’m so sorry, I don't know what came over me.”
She was telling the truth, she really did not know what had come over her and she felt a sudden rush of shame as she grabbed hold of a pillow to cover herself.
Wallace said nothing, he just stood as if rooted to the spot.
Aaron assumed this was the aforementioned husband. He seemed decidedly calm, considering what he had just walked in on. He was not a large man, but he had a look about him as if he could handle himself if necessary. Aaron really did not want to be getting involved in a fracas with a passenger. He felt the need to offer some explanation.
“I, truly am sorry, old chap,” he said to Wallace. “I’m afraid my male instincts just got the better of me and you have such a beautiful wife.”
He was suddenly conscious of the fact that he was still stood there, naked, in front of the husband who had just caught them “inflagrante delicto.” He dropped his hands in front of him to cover his rapidly deflating penis.
“How sorry?” Wallace asked him, questioningly.
Aaron looked at him, curiously. So that’s the game, blackmail, he’d been taken for a sucker, the woman must clearly be in on it too.
“I’m afraid, although a doctor, I have limited means and own nothing substantial.”
“Really? From what I saw, when I entered, you have something very substantial,” he smiled, nodding in the direction of the doctor’s hands.
Aaron looked on confused. What did he mean? He looked up again at Wallace who was still stood in the doorway with his eyes flitting between him and his wife on the bed. His face was stern and unsmiling, but he had no menace about him. His body was relaxed, not at all tense or primed for violence. His eyes had a look that Aaron could only describe as lust filled, with a lewd grin spread across his face. It suddenly became clear to Aaron exactly what this man meant. Whilst he was a woman’s man, he had experienced sex with other men when he was younger. It was not unusual in the dorms of medical school, for men to find release of their sexual frustrations with each other. He felt his erection starting to grow again as it pushed against the palm of his hands. Perhaps today was not going to be a disaster, after all. He let his hands drop away from his growing erection and noticed the mans eyes drop straight down to stare at it.
“How can you offend me when you call my wife beautiful, which she is?” Wallace asked, wondering himself how to deal with this situation. Here stood before him was a very handsome young man, it was no surprise his wife was tempted. “Given the fact that I haven’t been giving my wife all the attention she requires, as of late, I will forgive you, Sir. However, I’m not so sure I forgive her selfishness.”
Aaron was unsure at what the man meant by this. Was he going to become violent towards his wife? He did not look the type, but who knows what a man of jealousy can do.
“Look,” he said to the husband, “I’ll dress and leave, then the two of you can sort this out in privacy, shall I?”
As he stretched over to pick his pants up, Wallace grabbed his hand. Aaron was sure he was about to be punched. Yet, instead, Wallace merely guided the hand to his own groin. Aaron stood with his hand on another man’s stiff cock, over the pants, and he knew for certain what the man intended. He quickly looked over at Eileen, and could see that this was not planned, the look of shock on her face was not false, she was completely unaware of her husband’s predilections. This man was inviting him to have more of an unusual kind of fun with him and his wife. How very exciting this could be. He did not move his hand away, but nor did he fondle the man. He needed to be sure he understood exactly what was on offer.
“Wallace,” the woman broke the silence that hovered between the two young men, “what are you doing?”
Wallace ignored her, instead speaking to the doctor, “Now then Doctor,” Wallace said, “are you game, or have you bitten off more than you can chew?”
“Oh,” he replied, now moving his long fingers over the throbbing member, “I’m game. This can be a very long and tedious trip and we could all do with a little entertaining.”
Eileen’s head was a whirl of emotion. She had gone from a sexual frenzy, primed and ready, to being utterly terrified when she saw her husband stood in the doorway. The situation was not developing as expected Wallace was not angry, in fact, he was calm. When he had approached the doctor, she expected the worse, but instead he simply placed the doctor’s hand over his own groin. Even from the bed Eileen could see that her husband had an erection as the front of his pants bulged out at his stiff manhood. It was pressing against its restraints. Then, witnessing the doctor with his hand on her husband’s bulge, was a shook indeed. Should she be offended? Yet, she felt the sexual tension begin to rise again within her. Despite her strict upbringing she had heard of homosexuality, how it was a sin, but right now she did not care. The flames of lust fanned deep inside her, so long as she gets her release, she really did not care. Her acceptance of the situation it was a huge shock. She watched as Wallace moved closer to the doctor, wrapped his hands around the doctor’s erection, and then pressed his lips against his in an open mouth kiss. The shock soon turned to a deep erotic sensation as she saw the doctor’s response. His tongue probed into her husband’s mouth just as it had probed hers only a few moments ago. She watched on as Wallace guided the doctor, steering him with his erection towards the bed, until the back of his knees hit the edge of the bed and he dropped down into a sitting position, their mouths still pressed together, tongues entwined.
Chapter 8 Adult Fun
Eileen really did not know what she was to do, but had no intention of being left out. Pillow no longer hiding her modesty, she kneeled up to get beside the two men so she could press for their attentions. When none came, she took her husband’s head in her hands and forced his lips from the doctors, instantly replacing them with hers, instead. Wallace’s lips were already moist from his french kissing with the doctor, and they slipped easily onto hers. She pushed her tongue into her husband’s mouth, searching for his. The fact that only seconds earlier this tongue had been inside another man’s mouth. excited her even more as their lips glued together, tongues entwined, and juices mingling. Feeling the doctor by their side, she moaned lightly as he sucked one of her nipples into the warm wetness of his mouth. She pushed her breasts out, attempting to get as much flesh as possible into his suckling lips.
Wallace enjoyed his wife’s passionate kissing, she had never before kissed him with so much desire. When he looked down and noticed the doctor suckling on his her breasts, he felt his member jerk in his pants. He needed to be naked, to free his erection that strained against its confinement. He pulled away from his wife’s embrace, leaving her kneeling there with her tongu
e still protruding from her lips and her breasts being fondled by the doctor. She had closed her eyes as she enjoyed the new sensations. He did not feel any jealousy at all, he was happy to share his wife sexually, as long as he could share her partner. However, he needed to get in there and remind her who she really loved.
Quickly stripping off his clothes, he jumped back on the bed and came between the two naked bodies. His lips searched out for the doctor’s, and when he found, them their tongues danced together. They kissed deeply for a few seconds before he pulled his lips from the man’s, he then moved them straight to his wife’s who responded by pushing her tongue deep into his mouth. A few seconds later his wife was kissing the doctor as he watched on. They continue this unusual circle of French kissing, passing from one to the other’s wet lips, sliding against each other.
Wallace felt so aroused that he could barely contain himself. He had kept this secret from his wife, how he enjoyed sex with both men and women, and now his secret was out is was such a relief. He knew he could never have done this on his own and it was the good doctor who had loosened his wife inhibitions, and freed her sexual libido. Although he desperately wanted the man, he knew it had to be his wife that he fucked first. There would be plenty of times to bugger the good doctor on this long trip. He pulled her away from the doctor’s grasp and bent her at the midriff, in one easy move he forced her ass in the air. She still had on her pantaloons, white and frilly, but he quickly pulled them down and exposed her pert ass, skin an ivory white, smooth and luxurious to touch. He had always loved his wife’s ass and had hoped that one day he would be able to penetrate it. He ran his finger down the crack, lingering momentarily at her puckered anus, pleased she didn't squirm away, before continuing down between the folds of her cunny. She was so wet that his fingers slipped in easily. He pressed another digit inside her, readying her for his erection. Squirming back she ground herself on his fingers as he thrust them in and out of her pussy. Unable to wait any longer, Wallace pulled his fingers out of his wife’s wetness and replaced them with his throbbing erection. He thrust it deep inside of her, until he was completely embedded within her.
