Brian
“So, did you save any of that enticing pussy for me, or did those ladies eat it all up?” I asked while pulling into our garage.
Cynthia didn’t offer a reply as she reached into my gym shorts to pull out my swelling pecker. Satisfied that it was hard enough to work with, she simply climbed onto my lap and surrounded it with her wonderful heat.
“Does it feel like it’s still there?” she muttered while kissing all over my face and giving me an excruciatingly slow ride.
“Yesss,” I slurred as one hand pressed against the back of her head while the other slid between her spread buttocks. I moved my entire hand between them and massaged her anal opening with several fingers without allowing any penetration.
“That feels amazing,” Cynthia purred as her lips pulled away from mine and tugged on my earlobe.
“Would it be too much to ask that you stuff your entire hand in my ass? I know that it would feel fantastic! I don’t think that you’ve ever tried to get your whole hand inside my backdoor. What do you think?” Cynthia rambled as I continued to knead her pulsing pucker.
“What did those ladies do to you today? You seem to be even more riled up than normal?”
“Well, four of them took advantage of me in the pool, ravaging every part of my body until I exploded multiple times. It was like a female gangbang as fingers entered me and hands assaulted my tender bits. Then came the mouths tasting me as I continued to cum. Finally, they brought me out of the water and let me rest. Later, though, Susan woke me with a ten-inch strap-on as it sank slowly into my appreciative colon. Of course, that was retaliation for me sitting on her daughter’s face and making her eat me until I came all over her pretty little mug.”
Cynthia’s confession ceased as I let just the tip of my middle finger part her hungry anal ring.
“Oh, God, Yesss!” she cried as I wiggled it about. “Give me more, pleeeaaassse!” Cynthia pleaded while I kissed her all-consumingly.
Pulling back, I offered, “Tell me more about Susan fucking this amazing ass, and don’t spare any detail,” I ordered as I pushed up to the first knuckle with a second digit.
“I’d been recovering from my exploits with all the others and taking in a little sun, face down. That’s when I felt Susan dribbling what I later found out was lube all over my naked, warm body.”
Cynthia paused as we both enjoyed the imagery of her story so far. I swear that I had grown another inch inside her just from those two short sentences, and she’d clearly felt it, too.
Continuing with the story, Cynthia said, “Then her hands started working the oil into my warm skin while I moaned softly from the contact. Susan started at my shoulders and gradually worked her way down. As her hands reached my glutes, I spread them open wide to show my appreciation for her efforts and my desire to have her there.”
I interrupted her thoughts again by pushing my two fingers deeper into the current subject of her story. Cynthia came softly and clenched down on them and my cock, which was on the very edge of satisfaction. I closed my eyes in concentration, trying hard not to fill her quivering puss with my advancing seed.
“That was and still is amazing!” she cooed before giving me a kiss and continuing the story.
“Susan’s hands accepted my offer and rubbed me eagerly between my open thighs. No bit of skin was left untouched until she pulled one hand away seconds before I felt more of the lube running down my crack. Without notice, Susan slipped a finger easily into my pucker and then added a second. All this time, I never looked back to watch her progress but rather enjoyed it all by feeling her touch.”
Cynthia began riding me haltingly once again as I let my other hand drift down her back and join the one that was currently fingering her slippery pucker, thanks to the onslaught of juices from her recent cum. Feeling my hand lightly caress her back on its way downward caused another pause in the story, along with a series of soft moans to escape her lips. I squeezed and lightly slapped her cheeks as her ride stopped, leaving me fully ensconced within her. Our lips again tussled before I softly decreed, “More story.”
“Susan toyed with my anal ring, stretching it for something more to come. Although I wasn’t sure what she’d do next, I’d hoped all along that it would go where it finally did. With her fingers slowly removed, I heard something being lubed up and stroked. I nearly looked back at that point until I felt the oversized and curved tip force its way past my anal ring. The initial pain was more like shock than actual agony, as the overwhelming stimulation far outweighed anything else. I’d never had anything that big inside my rectum and felt every vein of the faux penis until all ten inches were buried deep inside me.”
At this point, I knew that I had to have her ass. Using both hands on her buttocks to lift and spread her open, I slipped easily from her sloppy puss. Without hesitation, I eased my cum-coated cock right into her waiting ass until I was completely buried. We both issued our own curse words to express our joy with where my hard-on was currently residing. Our mouths once again found each other, and the energetic makeout session commenced wholeheartedly. Cynthia rode me wildly as I squeezed and slapped her bouncing fanny.
I came first after I’d begun meeting her downward strokes with upward ones. The collision of flesh and the visions of her being fucked by that monstrosity loomed in my twisted mind and set me off toward one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had. My own exaggerated peak seemed to get Cynthia there, too, and seconds later, she was wailing and panting before collapsing into my arms. I held her close and kissed her all over her sweaty face as we each enjoyed the quiet aftermath of our entanglement.
“So, where did that quiet man of mine go to? And who would have thought that me telling you about my adventures would be such a massive turn-on for both of us?” Cynthia questioned me as we continued to snuggle in the front seat of the car.
“If you ask most men about sharing their wife, they’ll immediately get defensive and say, no way. But watching you with our Son and Daughter changed everything. The jealousy that I thought I would feel turned to pure desire as I watched you get what you needed. And me pushing you to spend time with your girlfriends sexually was perfection. The whole process freed us both. Then, asking you to recount your sexual tales was almost better than having been there myself.”
“I’m so glad to hear you say that! I was worried that all of this might cause a real problem between us,” Cynthia enthusiastically responded.
“Well, we’re only partially there right now. What I would like to try next is to watch you have sex with one of your girlfriends and maybe another man? What do you think?” I inquired.
“I think it sounds like we’re going to be swingers!” Cynthia squealed.
“Well, maybe, but you know that I don’t have your energy, which is why this all started in the first place,” I tempered.
“I have an idea. Susan invited me to come back to her house tomorrow for a little more playtime but mentioned that her husband would be home, and he might like to watch. I told her that I wouldn’t allow another man to have me, so she mentioned that if he got too horny, she’s just let him give her a quick pump and dump so that we could carry on. This could be the perfect testing ground for your idea.”
“Okay, but what if I can’t go through with it at the last minute?” I asked.
“We’ll have a simple signal as things heat up, and if it’s a no-go, then we can stop the whole thing,” Cynthia answered.
“I doubt that I’d want it to stop, but maybe build things up slowly and make sure that they understand it’s a two-way street. If he wants to have you and you’re good with it, then I should be allowed to have Susan, assuming that she’s okay with it too,” I suggested, then added, “Why don’t you call her right now and see what she thinks.”
“Right now, from our garage, with your hardening dick still in my ass?”
“What better time could there be?” I countered.
“Oh, you dirty old man!” Cynthia screeched before kissing me hungrily.
After a boisterous makeout session and another energetic fucking, I handed Cynthia her phone.
She found Susan’s number on her phone and pressed the call button while leaving it on speaker. “Hey sexy, do you need me already?” Susan answered.
Cynthia
“Something fantastic has come from our cavorting! Brian and I have been playing and fucking in the car since we left your house. He prodded me to share the events of the day, and it turned us both on immensely. So much so that his cock now inhabits the same rear entrance that your fake one did earlier, and he’s filled it with his seed, not once, but twice and may do so again.”
“Okay, so what does that have to do with us?” Susan asked.
“Well, remember what you said about your husband wanting to watch and maybe participate tomorrow?”
“Yeah, but like I said, I can take care of him if you aren’t interested.”
“But what if I was? Brian wants to watch too. He wants to see how things go but would likely love to see your hubby giving me his best. Would you be interested in taking on Brian if he wanted some?”
“I always thought he was kinda hot, but figured that you’d never go for that. Was I wrong?” Susan said.
“Not necessarily. It’s just that things with us have changed lately, and we’ve found that sharing with others seems to be our thing. At least, we think it may be, based on all that’s transpired over the last few days. Why don’t you have a chat with your husband, Richard, and let me know what he thinks about this idea.”
“What if he’s not crazy about it?”
“Then tell him you’re going shopping and come over here,” Brian blurted out.
I giggled at Brian’s comment, and so did Susan.
“Okay, I’ll talk to him and see what he says and text you two horndogs later,” Susan replied and then ended the call.
“Hey, why don’t we take this hot little ass of yours inside and clean up before we go to bed and have a little more fun?” Brian suggested.
We were both renewed at the thought of sharing other partners right in front of each other. So much so, in fact, that we played until well after midnight. Waking a little after seven, I felt for Brian in the bed but found it empty. As the fog cleared, I heard the sound of our shower and headed there eagerly.
I found Brian doing the final touches on a full shave of his cock and balls, which left them smooth and enticing. He saw me coming and opened the shower door, inviting me in to join him. I dropped to my knees and explored every centimeter of his smooth genitals as his fingers massaged my dampening scalp.
“You do good work,” I commented between slurps, sucks, and laps at his growing tool. “Maybe I could persuade you to do mine as well.”
“I might find it hard being so close to your sweetness without sticking my tongue inside,” Brian posed.
“That wouldn’t bother me one bit, although I imagine that it might take some time for you to complete the job,” I teased with the head of his hard-on parting my lips.
“Well, whenever you’re done exploring my work, I’ll do my best to get you as smooth as me, front and back,” Brian replied before pushing his hips forward and sinking himself into my waiting throat. I immediately wrapped my hands around his back and gripped his buttocks firmly to keep his pulsing prick deep in my slutty mouth. God, I loved it when he used me like the whore that I’d always wanted to be. I held him in my esophagus as long as possible before pulling away just long enough to take a deep, gurgling breath.
Brian
Cynthia was deepthroating me like when we were young. All the recent changes to our sexual activities had turned her into even more of a sexaholic than she was all those years ago. As she worked to suck the baby batter currently swimming in my smooth balls into her craving belly, I imagined her being used by both Richard and Susan.
I ejaculated hard, pulling her even tighter to my groin with her entangled locks. After the last blast, I released her and slid down the shower wall until my ass rested on the warm tiled floor. Cynthia stayed with me the whole time, still sucking at my depleted organ.
Coming back to my senses, I ordered, “Get that sweet ass of yours up on the bench and spread those legs wide!”
Cynthia jumped up from the floor and exposed her scrumptious sex to me. I stared as if it was my first time looking at the sheer beauty of her folds.
“It’s always been yours and always will be. No matter what happens later today or any other day, I will always be with you for life! No matter how good the tongue or how big the cock, or even how strong the orgasm, you and I will be together forever. You need to know that!” Cynthia bored into my soul while lifting my gaze away from her splayed pussy.
“I know that, Baby!” I certified while staring into her adoring eyes. There was nothing said for nearly a minute before I moved to her face with mine and kissed her softly, confirming my love. It was like our first kiss, and we were young all over again as we quietly made out in our shower stall like no one else existed.
In the beginning, we thought that Mom and Dad knew nothing of our secretive affair. But little did we know at the time that they suspected it all along. After all, can a teenage boy in love really show any self-control, or a teenage girl hide her infatuation with her first love. Thinking back on those days while we continued to embrace made me realize just how perfect we were for each other and all that we’d shared over the years. And now on the cusp of sharing even more of ourselves with others, I felt closer to Cynthia than ever before.
to be continued…
