Shelby sat quietly in the large living room chair staring out the sliding glass doors at the pool. She had been sitting there for the better part of an hour, quietly thinking about the things that had transpired over the past few days.
It had started on Sunday afternoon when Shelby was washing clothes. As she was putting underwear into the washer, she noticed something odd on a pair of Clay’s boxers. Looking carefully, Shelby determined the spot was lipstick. Not believing her eyes, she looked more closely and found what she thought to be semen smears on the inside of his underwear.
Storming into the bedroom, Shelby confronted her husband holding out the boxers for him to see and explain. What resulted was a massive and loud argument ending in Clay’s leaving the house with a threat he wouldn’t return.
By Wednesday, Shelby had still not heard from Clay. The first few hours he was gone she stayed angry. Then realizing he wasn’t coming back, she began to cry. The tears didn’t stop for almost three days. She called his cell phone at least once an hour, but he never answered.
Sitting in the empty house alone, Shelby recalled when she first met Clay. It had been six months since she graduated from college. After work on Friday, Shelby accepted an invitation to join a friend for happy hour at a local pub. Getting through her final year of school and getting her first real job, Shelby had taken no time for herself and knew she needed to relax and let her hair down.
The happy hour group was just what she needed. They were a great group of people, close in age and welcoming to her. Toward the end of the outing, a latecomer arrived and was introduced to her as Clay Howard. Shelby was instantly fascinated with this handsome man. When he leaned close to say something to her over the noise in the club, she felt her entire body tingle.
When the group broke up, Clay took Shelby by the hand saying, “Let’s go get something to eat and get better acquainted.”
Shelby couldn’t have spoken the word “no” if she had wanted to. She was spellbound.
In a small café not far away from the club, the two of them ate, drank and talked until the owner told them he was closing. When Clay walked Shelby to her car, he took her in his arms and kissed her. The kissed seemed to last for hours ending with his hands holding her ass cheeks. “Let’s go to my apartment,” he whispered in her ear.
Two hours later, Shelby found herself naked in Clay’s bed, covered in sweat with her body still shaking from her second massive orgasm. It was Sunday before she returned to her own apartment.
Once home, Shelby stood naked in front of her bathroom mirror, noting the small bite marks on her breasts. There was still a red handprint on her beautifully rounded ass. Looking in the mirror, she couldn’t help remember what she had told her college roommate less than a year ago. “It’ll be a cold day in hell before I let some guy cum in my mouth,” she had said with determination. “And my ass is an exit,” she announced. “No man is going to put his cock in my ass just because it’s the popular thing to do!”
Shelby actually watched her face redden as she recalled her statements and realized everything she had said back then had come to pass in one weekend. Clay was a fantastic man. She not only didn’t object to the things he did to her but also welcomed each new idea and asked for more.
Shelby and Clay had dated for a year. After six months together, she had moved into his apartment. The man drove her crazy. The mere sight of him made her horny. When Clay was near her all she could think about was getting naked and fucking like wild animals. On the night of their one year anniversary, he proposed, and she eagerly accepted.
Now, four years later, they were living in a beautiful three bedroom home with a pool in the backyard. Sitting in the chair, Shelby’s mind flashed back to the many nights they had spent naked in that pool. Flashbacks of the many sexual acts they had performed in the pool, around it, and on the lawn furniture went through her mind. She remembered the night she spotted their next door neighbor watching her giving Clay a blowjob. Instead of being embarrassed, she continued until her husband had filled her mouth with semen. Shelby had made a show of letting Clay and the neighbor see her swallow before loudly demanding more.
Shelby hadn’t been a prude in high school or college. She’d lost her virginity in her junior year of high school. There were at least eight different men in and out of her bed during her five years at the University. She’d always enjoyed porn and reading books about sex, but no one had ever rocked her world like Clay. While Shelby wouldn’t say it out loud, she considered her husband as a sexual god.
After Shelby stopped crying, she began to do some self-examination. If Clay could put her into a sexual frenzy just by walking into the room, why wouldn’t he have the same effect on other women? Clay was a man. He was a handsome and sexy man. Why wouldn’t some other woman offer herself to him? Then she was faced with the fact she didn’t want to live without him.
It was then Shelby began to call Clay. She ran the battery down on her cell phone calling his number. But, Clay had refused to answer. Shelby became desperate thinking her husband satisfying some other woman because of her housewife type tantrum. Each time she would call, Shelby would mutter, “Please, baby. Answer the phone. Please!”
It was Wednesday afternoon before Clay answered one of her calls.
“I’m sorry, baby. I’m so sorry. Please come home and forgive me,” Shelby blurted out.
After several seconds of silence, he responded, “Are you really sorry?”
“I am so sorry,” she whined. “I’ve been thinking about it since you left and I know I was selfish. If you were with another woman, it was because I wasn’t giving you what you needed. I was just selfish, baby, and I want to be what you want.”
“Do you mean that?” he asked.
“I do. Yes, I do,” Shelby insisted. “You are my world, Clay and I’ll do or be anything you want. I need you here with me. I just don’t want to think about being without you.”
“What do you think I want?”
“I don’t know,” she answered with tears running down her cheeks. “But I can be what you want. Do you want to bring a woman home with you? If you want three in our bed, I will do that for you.”
“What if I wanted to bring a man home?” he asked in a soft, chilling voice.
Shelby was confused. “What was he asking? What did he mean by asking about bringing a man home?”
“Do you mean to bring a man home to join us in sex… or a man to have sex with you?”
Clay laughed. “I’m not planning on having sex with a man. Why would I do such a thing when I’m married to the sexiest woman in the world?”
Shelby suddenly felt better. He had just called her the sexiest woman in the world, but she still didn’t understand his meaning. “You still think I’m sexy?”
“You are the best, Shel. The very best,” he told her.
“Then why do you want to bring a man home?” she wondered aloud.
“Because I want to watch you fuck another man.”
The idea of her husband watching while she had sex with another man was both titillating and horrifying at the same time. A picture flashed through her mind of being pounded from behind while her husband sat in a chair watching.
“If that’s what you want, baby,” she whispered into the phone, “That’s what I’ll do for you. You are my love and my life. I’ll do anything to make you happy.”
“I’ll be home around 6:00,” he told her. “I want you wearing that loose fitting dress I like, but no lingerie. When I get home, we’ll discuss what’s going to happen.”
Their conversation had taken place three hours ago, and now Shelby sat in the chair wearing the loose fitting dress he liked so much. It had navy blue and grey horizontal stripes. With nothing on underneath it, it hinted at her voluptuousness and beautifully rounded ass but didn’t expose them.
Since she had bought the dress, she’d worn it several times when they went out. Shelby knew her husband would become almost uncontrollably aroused knowing she was naked underneath the soft fabric. She hoped the dress would have the same effect on him when he arrived. However, Shelby was still uncertain about his intention to add another man in their bed. She had given some thought to a threesome with Clay, but always thought it would include another woman.
Sitting still and quiet, Shelby was becoming aroused. Thinking about him saying she was the sexiest woman alive had stayed with her. She desperately wanted to touch herself, knowing she could bring her body to orgasm in seconds. Her nipples were as hard as stones. She could see them poking out through the dress fabric in her reflection in the glass doorway.
Hearing a key in the front door, Shelby jumped up and ran to the door. As soon as Clay was inside, she threw herself at him, wrapping her arms around his neck. “I’m so glad you’re home, baby. I’ve missed you so much.”
In a long and passionate kiss, Clay’s hands roamed over Shelby’s body as much to verify that she had followed his instructions as it was to feel her flesh. His grip on her body excited Shelby, but not as much as his erection that she could feel pressing into her tummy. She grabbed it through the fabric of his trousers. “I love this thing,” she gasped. “Let me have it now.”
“Not just yet,” Clay said as broke the kiss and pushed Shelby against the wall. “First we’re going to have a little conversation about what’s going to happen tonight.”
Her eyes became wide with excitement and surprise. Shelby had planned to drop to her knees and suck his cock as soon as he arrived. Her mouth was watering just remembering how good he tasted. Shelby had decided that if she could just get him off once, her husband wouldn’t be as mad at her. But now she was confused by what he was saying.
“You remember Brad Crenshaw, right?” he asked.
“Sure,” Shelby mumbled. “Why are you asking me about him?”
“Because he’s going to be here in about thirty minutes,” Clay told her while his hand slid up the inside of her leg and found her hot wet spot.
Shelby was thrilled to have his hand between her legs but tried to concentrate on his words. “Why is he coming over? I thought it would just be you and me tonight.”
“Did you forget what we talked about on the phone? I told you I wanted to watch you fuck another man. That’s why Brad is coming over.” Clay slipped a finger inside her slippery wetness and whispered, “You said you’d do it for me if that’s what I wanted.”
“Is this a punishment for me?” Shelby asked.
“No, baby,” he said with a grin. “You’re going to love it and so am I. I’ve wanted this for a long time, Shelby. You have a beautiful body that was made for sex. I can’t wait to see you taking another man’s cock.”
Shelby was excited because of what Clay was doing with his fingers inside her pussy, but his words were even more arousing. The idea of having sex with another man while her husband watched seemed crazy, but it was also exciting to her. “Does Brad know that he’s coming here to have sex with me?”
“No, he doesn’t,” Clay said with another grin. “I invited him over for a drink and then maybe dinner, but what he’ll be getting for dinner will be your gorgeous body.”
“If this is really what you want, Clay, I’ll do it for you.”
“Oh, it’s definitely what I want, sugar. You just do what I tell you when Brad gets here, and we’ll all have some fun.”
The small voice in the back of her head was telling her this was not a good idea, but the fingers inside her pussy and Clay’s hot breath on her neck were saying something very different. There was no question that she would do anything he wanted.
Clay took Shelby by the hand and led her into their living room. “When Brad gets here I want you to go into the kitchen to get drinks. I’ll sit in the chair, and I’ll want you to sit next to him on the couch after you’ve served him. After that, just do what I tell you.”
“I’m doing this to make you happy, baby,” she said as she stroked his cheek. “I want you to be happy and not mad at me.”
Fifteen minutes later the doorbell rang, and Clay opened the door for his friend, Brad. Ushering him into the living room, Clay called out, “Honey, Brad Crenshaw is here. Come out and say hello.”
Walking into the room, Shelby had forgotten what a handsome man Brad was. She had met him at a party a couple of years ago but hadn’t seen him since. “Hi Brad,” she said with a big smile and gave the tall man a hug. “Nice to see you again.”
“Thanks for inviting me over. Since Tonya and I split, I haven’t been out much.”
“Clay didn’t tell me you two had split up,” Shelby said sincerely, but in truth, didn’t have a clue who Tonya was.”
“Yeah,” their guest said, “We were together for four years, but I guess it just wasn’t meant to be.”
Putting her hand on his arm, Shelby told him, “Just sit down and make yourself comfortable. I’ll get us something to drink, and you can tell us about it if you want.” Walking back toward the kitchen, she asked, “What would you guys like to drink?”
“Bourbon and water for both of us,” Clay shouted. “Use that new bottle of Woodford Reserve, babe.”
Five minutes later, Shelby was back with bourbon for the men and a glass of white wine. After handing out the drinks, she sat on the couch near Brad. As she sat, Shelby allowed her dress to move up her thighs wanting to make sure Brad got a good look at her tanned legs.
In less than fifteen minutes, Shelby refreshed everyone’s drinks and once again sat near Brad, this time letting her dress ride a little higher. She was close enough now for him to be able to smell the perfume she had put on for her husband.
On their third round of drinks, Brad had begun to talk about his broken relationship. As he spoke, Shelby was only two inches away from him. She put her hand on his arm when he told them how Tonya had moved out without any warning, leaving his house in a mess.
“How long has she been gone?” Shelby asked.
“Just a little over three weeks,” Brand answered as he took a long sip of his drink.
Clay leaned back in his chair and admired the way his wife had moved in on Brad. “As I recall our conversations, you must be pretty horny. You used to tell stories of how you two went at it like a couple of rabbits.”
“There’s truth in what you say,” Brad laughed. “We did stay pretty busy. I guess that’s what kept us together.”
“We stay pretty busy too,” Shelby offered and winked at her husband. “I know how upset I would be if Clay left me. I’d be going through batteries like crazy.”
Deciding this would be the time to get things going, Clay told his wife, “Maybe you should see if you can’t help Brad.”
Shelby smiled and closed the distance between the two of them. “I’m certain I could find a way to make him feel better.”
Brad was confused and didn’t understand what was being suggested.
Shelby lightly put her hand directly on Brad’s crotch. “There’s nothing quite as exciting as a horny man,” she said in a soft, sexy voice. “Maybe I could take your mind off your troubles.”
Brad looked at Clay with an alarmed look on his face.
“Don’t be concerned, Brad,” Clay told his friend. “Shelby has my permission to do anything she wants as long as I get to see it.”
Three stiff drinks and Shelby’s perfume had already weakened any resistance Brad might have had, but the soft hand on his hardening cock brushed away any thought of stopping.
“He really is horny,” Shelby said to Clay. “His cock is already hard.”
“I think you should get down on your knees between his legs and see what you can do to make him more comfortable,” Clay instructed her.
Shelby was quickly on her knees and unbuckling Brad’s belt. She promptly had his zipper down and pulled his cock out. “Oooh, Brad,” Shelby cooed. “What a beautiful thick cock.” Her hand began to glide up and down the still growing shaft. Something in the back of her mind was shouting that she was playing with fire, but the loudest voice was the one saying that if her husband didn’t mind, she was going to enjoy the moment.
Shelby put her hands into the waistband of his trousers and quickly pulled them down to his ankles, giving herself a great view of Brad’s beautiful hard cock and two swollen balls. She didn’t know which to put in her mouth first.
“Show him how good your mouth is, baby,” Clay said as if he was a team coach.
Opening her lips, Shelby swallowed about half of Brad stiff cock before she stopped. When she lifted herself off of it, the shaft was covered with her saliva. She quickly grabbed it and began stroking it. “It’s gorgeous, Brad. Tonya was a stupid woman to leave this.”
Quickly taking his staff back in her mouth, Brad groaned and dropped his head back on the high back of the couch. “God damn!” he cried. When he opened his eyes again, Shelby was busily bobbing her head up and down, making a low noise that sounded like a moan.
“Pull up her dress,” Clay told Brad. “The woman has the finest ass in town. I want to see it while she sucks you off.”
Following his friend’s advice, Brad reached out and pulled on the dress until it was around her waist, exposing her beautifully rounded butt. As she bopped up and down on Brad’s cock, Clay could see the puffy lips of her pussy and tell she was already dripping wet. Unable to resist any longer, Clay opened his own pants and began stroking his cock.
The scene carried on for several more minutes, with Shelby getting louder as she worked to make Brad cum. Clay considered taking her from behind while she sucked his friend, but changed his mind. “Cum in her mouth,” he told Brad. “The woman loves cum.”
The liquor had worn down his defenses. Brad put his hands into Shelby’s curly auburn hair and growled as he unleashed himself in her mouth. The woman made no move to pull off of his cock but continued to suck and swallow everything he gave her. When he was finally finished, Brad looked down to see a smiling Shelby sitting back on her knees.
“That was fun,” she said with a grin. “I hope you enjoyed it as much as I did.”
Before Brad could answer, Clay, called her. “Come over here, darlin’. It’s time for you to do me.”
Shelby turned and slowly crawled to her husband. When she reached him, she pulled off her dress and tossed it aside. As she smiled, she pulled his trousers off and wrapped her hand around his stiff shaft. “It looks like you’ve already started.”
“I started the job, but you’re going to finish it,” he told her.
“With pleasure,” she said before going down on him. As she bobbed her head up and down, Shelby took his balls in one hand and began softly squeezing them as she knew he liked. As she moved, Shelby spread her legs farther apart, giving Brad a look at her beautiful ass and glistening pussy.
Within two minutes of her beginning to blow her husband, Brad’s cock was getting stiff again. A minute later he was stroking it just as Clay had done a few minutes prior.
When Clay noticed that Brad had recovered from his first orgasm, he told his friend, “Come on over here and fuck her from behind. Her pussy is dripping wet, and she’s begging to get fucked.” Clay pulled her face away from his cock saying, “You want Brad to fuck you while you’re sucking me off, don’t you?”
“Yes, please,” she groaned and returned to her blow job.
Brad kicked off his trousers which were wrapped around his ankles. He positioned himself behind Shelby, took his cock in his hand and pushed it all into her in one smooth stroke.
“Oh yes!” Shelby cried out. “Oh fuck, that’s so good.”
“Come on, Brad,” Clay told his friend. “Give her a good hard fucking that she won’t forget. Grab her big tits and ride her until she passes out.”
For the next five minutes, nothing could be heard over the moans and groans of the three people locked in sexual pleasure. The aromas of liquor and perfume had been replaced with the smells of hot sex. Their bodies were covered in sweat. Clay’s balls were covered with her saliva, and Shelby’s thighs were covered in her own juices that were flowing from her hammered pussy.
In a burst of cries, all three people seemed to reach their peaks within a matter of seconds. Shelby’s mouth was once again filled with hot semen while her pussy was filled with a second dose from Brad. The three of them appeared to melt like butter onto the carpeted floor as they panted for breath.
Ten minutes passed before anyone moved. Clay sat up and slapped his wife on her butt. “Hey, you sexy witch, take our guest out to the pool to cool off. I’ll fix us a round of drinks.”
Ten minutes later, Clay walked out to the pool area with three glasses and found his wife with her arms around Brad’s neck. “Are you two at it again?” he asked.
“No,” Shelby answered with a bright smile. “I was just asking Brad if he was going to fuck me again and he said it depended on you.”
“It isn’t up to me, Brad,” Clay told his friend. “I’d say it’s up to Shelby. I just like seeing her beautiful body in action.”
Shelby unwrapped herself from Brad and moved to the edge of the pool to take a glass from her husband. Brad followed and took his drink. Sitting down on the side of the pool with his feet dangling in the water, Clay touched his glass to theirs in a toast. “Here’s to friends enjoying each other.”
“We certainly are doing that,” Shelby told him after she took a sip of her wine. When she took a second sip, Clay saw her eyes widen.
“Something wrong?” he asked.
“No,” she said with a grin. “Clay is fingering me. It feels good.”
“Why don’t you tell him your favorite ways to have sex in the pool?” Clay asked.
Standing in water shallow enough to expose her breasts, Shelby turned around and smiled at Brad. Noticing his eyes fall on her chest, she asked, “Do you like my breasts?”
“Are you kidding,” he replied, not taking his eyes off of them. “I’ve never seen breasts more perfect.” Without asking, Brad took one breast in each of his hands. “They’re fuckin’ perfect.”
As he caressed her breasts, Shelby told him about her pool sex. “We have sex in the pool quite often. Sometimes I like to hang on the edge of the pool and let Clay hold me up and fuck me while he’s standing between my legs. That way it feels like I’m floating. Then sometimes I like him to lay back on one of the lounge chairs so that I can be on top with my feet on the cement. I think he likes it best that way because he likes to see my tits bounce when I get excited.”
“Do you always get excited?” Brad asked.
“Always,” she answered. “I love sex in every possible way, but this is the first time Clay has shared me with one of his friends.”
“You have the body of a goddess,” he told her is a soft, low voice.
Shelby put her hand between Brad’s legs and found he was erect again. “Would you like to lay back on a lounge chair and let me fuck you from on top? A hard dick always makes me horny.”
“I’d love to if Clay doesn’t mind,” Brad said as he looked around for his friend.
“He’s gone inside,” Shelby said with a giggle. “Let’s get started. He can join us when he gets back.”
Once they were out of the pool, Shelby indicated a lounge chair for Brad to lay on. Once he was in it with his cock pointing at the sky, she straddled the chair and slowly lowered herself until the head of his shaft was touching her wet opening. Putting her hands flat on Brad’s chest, Shelby lowered herself until the head was entirely inside her. “I love your cock,” she whispered, “And I’m going to take it all.”
Shelby dropped down on his cock, slowly taking every inch into her hot, needy pussy.
“Oh fuck, but that feels so good!” she gushed. She lifted up until the head almost came out before dropping back down on it again. Just then she looked up to see Clay standing near them with a camera in his hands. Shelby’s first thought was to be embarrassed, but her second thought was of complete excitement. She and her husband had watched porn many times together, and suddenly here she was making her own porn. The idea excited her tremendously.
Shelby began to rock back and forth on Brad’s cock. As her juices started to cover his belly, she was rubbing her clit against his moistened skin. Her movements became faster, and she groaned.
Brad stopped trying to move, deciding to remain still and watch this beautiful woman please herself on his cock.
“Touch my tits!” she cried to Brad. “Fuck yes!” she said when he held them in his hands. “Pinch my nipples!” she called out. “Oh fuck! This is so good.”
Shelby’s body was flying over Brad’s cock. She was obviously moving into a sexual frenzy. Her mind was no longer in control. Her body had full domination and was satisfying its needs. Shelby’s eyes were closed and her mouth open. She moaned as her fingers clawed Brad’s chest.
Quite suddenly, Shelby pulled off of Brad’s cock, screamed, “Oh fuck!” and squirted her cum all over Brad’s chest and onto his face. Two jets of fluid shot out of her as her entire body shook. Her eyes opened with a look of shock as she pushed the cock back inside her pussy and began to move again.
After perhaps thirty seconds the said, “I’m going to cum again!” Once more she pulled herself off of Brad’s still cock and sent out two more jets of fluid. This time she shook until she collapsed on Brad’s chest.
“That was amazing,” Clay told Brad. “Was it as good as it looked?”
“I’ve never had anything like that,” Brad mumbled as he looked up at his host. “You’re gonna have to invite me over more often.”
Clay laughed as he put his camera away, not wanting Brad to know he had filmed them fucking. “I knew you needed to get out and I thought you would enjoy sharing Shelby with me. I just love watching her fuck. Her body is so beautiful, and she loves sex.”
After Brad dressed and left, Clay put Shelby in bed. She was so tired it was difficult for her to walk. Clay cleaned up things in the kitchen before joining her in bed.
“Thank you for sharing me,” she told her husband. “It was a mind-blowing experience. Will we do it again?”
“Tomorrow night Zach Peterson is coming over. On Friday night I’ve invited Kevin Sherman,” he answered.
“Seriously?” she asked, surprised, but pleased.
“On Saturday I’m planning on having Jim and Sherry Watson over for a cookout and a swim. I know that Jim has wanted you for a long time. I also know that they like to swing.”
The things her husband was proposing were shocking, but the idea excited her. She studied his face and determined that he was serious. “Then on Saturday, I’ll get to watch you fuck someone else.”
“I think you will,” he said with a grin. “And by the time the weekend is over, you’ll be an official hot wife.”
