Watching Her Fun - 11k words, three scenes

[PB Rider]

PROLOGUE

I came to high as hell and kind of vague as to where I was and what was happening, but as the room spun back into shape it was clear that this was the reality: My wife, Jenn, was on all fours getting pumped at both ends by two guys I didn’t know, while I was tied to a chair getting my cock sucked by some big-titted Amy she went to school with. It took a few seconds to remember how we got here, and how it all began.
 
PART ONE

ONE
Last year we moved to Newton, a town on the coast near where Jenn went to college. I’d never been there before, but she got a job and we decided to move. I work online, so I’m easy, and I liked the idea of a new scene, especially with sun and surf. Plus we were in our 30s, and it was time to move out of the city.
It sounds kind of dull, right? But let’s not be coy - this is one of those ‘sl*t wife stories’, with plenty of sucking, fucking and cum in her hair. If that’s not your thing, then you picked the wrong book and I hope you didn’t pay for it, and maybe you’ll be upset or offended at what comes next, which is me, Jenn, a few guys and a girl called Amy with tits like you wouldn’t believe.

TWO
It was Saturday morning about two months after moving in. We were sitting on the balcony drinking coffee, sharing a joint, taking stock of what our new lives seemed to be.
“I like it here,” Jenn said.
“Me too.”
“It hasn’t changed much, but I have.”
“How?”
“Well, I don’t feel like I need to party all the time.”
She reached out and held my hand.
“I’m happy at home, you know?”
“Yeah,” I said, and wondered again about her ‘party years’, and what that meant, exactly. I knew there’d been two other girls, Amy and Celine, and the stories Jenn had let slip about those. But herself, what she got up to – I had no idea.
She passed me the joint. I took a hit, held it, while she picked up a pair of binoculars and scanned the beach, looking for somewhere to play.
“I saw this good-looking kid the other day, maybe 19, 20. He was with his mom, and she could’ve been one of my friends.”
I moved behind Jenn, kissing her neck and holding her breasts though the robe.
“You know what I realized? That I could fuck this guy. Not that he’d be interested, I guess.”
“Bullshit. Given the chance he’d fuck you all night.”
“Well, my nights are for you now, hon, and a lot more sleeping than fucking.”
“Afternoons, then.”
Jenn laughed, and went inside to get ready for the beach.

THREE
About ten minutes later she was back, standing in the doorway with her hands on her hips.
“How do I look?”
She looked good. The bikini was cut to show off her long legs, firm ass and high tits. She’d put on some lipstick and eye shadow, had her hair up. She came over and kissed me. She was wearing perfume.
“I make you hard, right?”
“Very.”
“You think any of the guys on the beach might want a piece of this?”
“You don’t think so?”
She smiled.
“Look, I’ll take my walk on the beach, do some yoga, come back and then we can make love. A full work-out.”
“Just yoga on the beach?”
She was looking through the binoculars.
“Yes, and….that group,” she said, moving away and letting me see a few guys with a cooler near the volleyball nets.
“Keep an eye on them.”
She went back into the living room, picking up a sarong, her shades and a sunhat, putting them on and checking the mirror.
“What?”
“Don’t worry, hon, it’s just a game, then I’ll come back and we’ll have sex.”
“What’ll I do?”
She took the joint off me and hit it, held it in.
“Just watch. You’ll see.”
She kissed me, and I breathed in the smoke.
“And try not to jerk off.”

FOUR
Jenn left the apartment and went to the beach. I stayed on the balcony with the binoculars and picked up my tablet to look at some porn and warm up. I went to a site to find someone who reminded me of Jenn. It wasn’t difficult, she has that look, and soon I found a few sets that I could flick through while keeping an eye on the beach. I was feeling good about how the day was going. Not yet 11am and stoned immaculate, waiting to get my dick sucked.
I looked up from a picture of a woman with a cock in each hand and cum on her face and saw Jenn and her big hat moving along the beach, the guys not far away. I adjusted the binoculars and settled in to watch.
A bunch of frat-looking guys, drinking before noon. Jenn was so much better than they were, but the idea of them looking at her got me excited. I began thinking about the guys running a train on my wife, a hard young cock in each of her holes, one in each of her hands, just like the woman onscreen.
It didn’t take long for me to see Jenn in action. She was all glammed up and posing, seemed to be throwing stoned smiles from behind her sunglasses, putting her sunhat and sarong on the sand, stretching her legs and showing off her body a few yards from the guys. Someone picked up a ball and they were tossing it around, and then I noticed one of them, the blond guy, Matt, whose cock she was sucking less than an hour later, threw it straight at Jenn’s feet.
She picked up the ball and waved at the guys, shaking her tits and ass, then walked over and handed it back. That blond guy offered her a bottle of beer. Jenn took it, held it in one hand and moved the other up and down the neck between sips. Two of the guys were beside her now, and as they talked she would touch their arms and smile, and would no doubt be thinking about this when I was fucking her.

FIVE
I kept watching, and not much happened, but two things stuck in my memory. One is when Jenn turned and seemed to point at me, and for a moment I forgot that I was safe, just stoned and far away behind binoculars. The other is it looked like one guy had his hand on her ass, but I couldn’t tell for sure. The blond guy who’d thrown the ball and started talking to her seemed pissed at his friend, and then the grab-ass guy said something, and Jenn covered her mouth, in shock or laughing. Then he tried to pull her closer, but she pushed him away, and then turned and walked back down the beach, heading home, the guys all watching her go.
She looked in my direction and waved. I went to take a shower.

SIX
To be honest, I liked the idea of other guys finding Jenn attractive and wanting to fuck her, and I would sometimes think about it when we made love, imagining that another man was fucking her at the same time, someone she really wanted, someone she didn’t know, loving the attention.
When I came out of the shower my dick was hard. Jenn was naked on the couch, holding a joint, listening to some music, looking at a tablet and playing with a new vibrator. She showed me the screen. A woman getting fucked at both ends.
“She’s got better tits than me, right? But I like her shoes.”
She put down the tablet and I went over and she started blowing me, mouth and pussy full. This was one of our favorite positions. Jenn liked to feel overwhelmed, and I liked getting my cock sucked.
I picked up the joint and inhaled, put a hand on Jenn’s head while I gently fucked her mouth. The weed hit and I watched her working the vibrator, building herself up. I looked in a mirror and enjoyed her tits shaking as she blew me.
“Do you want me to fuck you?”
“Later,” she said, taking her mouth off my cock and then licking my balls. “Just let me sl*t out first, those guys on the beach got me hot.”
“I think they wanted to fuck you.”
“Well, I’d let them.”
My cock jerked in her hand. She continued to lick it, then stopped and looked at me.
“That turns you on, doesn’t it?”
I didn’t know what to say, but my dick gave another leap – the idea was now in her head. Jenn put my cock back in her mouth and waggled her head from side to side, her tongue soft and wet, then pulled back, watching spit stretch and break, hit her chin and land on her breasts.
“You like that?”
“Yes,” I said.
She pushed herself forward and swallowed more of my cock, and her cheeks hollowed out as she sucked it, then she pulled back and flicked her tongue back and forth across the shaft, getting it wet, easing her stroking, rubbing her lips on the tip when they reached the end.
“Tell me what you want.”
“I want you to suck my cock.”
“Is that all?”
I kept quiet, close to the edge. What I wanted was to cum in her face.
“You want another guy with us, hon? A girl?”
She dragged her tongue from my balls to the head of my cock, and then opened her mouth and took in as much as she could.
I pushed deeper. She took it.
“Fuck, I’m going to cum soon.”
Jenn moved her head back
“Not yet, I want you inside.”

SEVEN
She was just bending over the couch, ass in the air, when the doorbell rang. We ignored it, and then it rang again and again.
“Fuck,” said Jenn, “it might be important.” She got off the couch and pressed the intercom.
“What?”
“Hey, Jenny, you forgot your hat.”
“Fuck,” Jenn said, then louder, “OK, kid, just wait a moment, let me get something on.”
She turned to me.
“It’s Matt, one of the guys.”
“How’d he find this place?”
“I pointed out the building, said we were the top floor. I guess he found it that way. Smart kid, eh?”
“Can’t he come back?”
“Come on. This is hot,” she said, putting on a bathrobe. “And anyway, wasn’t this your idea?”
Was it?
“What about me?”
“Get in there and watch,” she said, pointing to the bedroom, and then turning the couch a little, so that it was facing the mirror, “and then come out and fuck me.”
It was a good idea. The bedroom door had a full-length one-way mirror built into it. If you were inside and the curtains were drawn you could see straight into the living room, and even out onto the balcony. Sitting in there it would be possible to see and hear everything, without being seen at all.
Then the moment hit me. Here was Jenn, my wife, naked under a robe and ready to fuck, asking me to hide while she was getting ready – checking hair, reapplying lipstick – to see another guy.
She took my dick and led me to the door, opened it.
“Now get in there and watch.”
“What if he gets too excited?”
“Oh honey, don’t be dull.”
The bell rang again.
“And one more thing. Don’t freak out if I call him ‘son’, OK?”
“What?”
She kissed me, stepped back and closed the door while she was talking.
“I’ve got fantasies, too, you know.”

EIGHT
I stepped back and watched her walk to door. I could hear the music playing and had a good view of the couch with, fuck it, that vibrator poking out under a cushion.
She pressed the buzzer
“OK, kid. Top floor apartment, some Chinese writing on the door.”
I went through the possibilities in my head. She’d say thanks for the hat and flirt a bit, get turned on being sexy with some young guy, then he’d leave and I’d swoop in and finish the job. It had all the makings of a great day.

NINE
The door opened and the blond guy from the beach, this Matt, stepped in and handed Jenn her sunhat.
“Here you are.”
“Thanks, Want to get high?”
“Sure,” the guy said.
Jenn went over to the drawer where we kept our stash, bent over and moved her ass to the music while she rolled a joint, then gave it to the guy along with a lighter.
The guy lit it, took a couple of hits.
Jenn sat down on the couch, right in front of the mirror. She crossed her legs just high enough to show a glimpse of her thighs.
“Come on, sit and keep me company while I see if I’m going to tan or not. I don’t like tan-lines, and neither does my husband.”
“You look OK,” the guy said, sitting down just a few inches from her.
Jenn took the joint off him, hit it.
“Just OK?”
“No. Or maybe yes. I don’t know. This is good weed. Where’s your husband?”
“He’s at the store.”
“When’s he get back?”
“Oh, a while. He’ll call before he does, see if I need anything.”
“Damn,” he guy said, throwing his head back, the smoke hitting hard, “that feels good.”
“So you’ll hang out?”
“Sure, and I also want to apologize for that guy down there, Andy, the one who grabbed you. He can be a real dick sometimes.”
“That’s OK, sometimes those can be fun. Now you relax, I want to say thanks for bringing my hat, and also ask you a question. I don’t often get to be with nice young guys like you. This is a big opportunity for me.”
“Sure, what?”
“It’s a little embarrassing. You could almost be my son.”
I tensed up. It was happening.
“It’s OK. I’m so high now. Mom, son, whatever, it’s all good.”
“Sure, that’s my point – when you see me you think ‘mom’, right? And that makes the question kind of awkward.”
“It’s OK. You can ask me anything.”
“Well, I was talking the other day with a friend of mine, you’d like her, everyone does, about whether it’s true that young guys are into older women now. Guys your age, women my age. This ‘milf’ thing. And I thought – well, I may as well just ask you.”
“What?”
Jenn opened the bathrobe and showed him her tits, and then it all happened very fast.

TEN
“Fuck,” the guy said, “are you for real?”
“Touch me and see.”
The guy put his hands out and touched Jenn’s breasts, cupping them, squeezing them, stroking the nipples. She moved a little, so that she was looking at herself in the mirror, showing me everything. She blew a kiss while this Matt guy put his face between her tits, then opened her legs as his hands began to explore her body, and the bathrobe fell open, and he could see that she was naked.
How far was this going to go?
“Wait,” Jenn said, and I thought that was it, she’d made her point and would send the guy back all hot and bothered, then I’d go in and fuck her, while he went away and jacked off about it the rest of the weekend.
But instead she leant forward and kissed the guy, moving her hands through his hair and down his back. Then she pulled away and slipped off the robe, put her legs up and apart on the couch, and began stroking her neatly trimmed pussy.
“Come on, son, you know you want to.”

ELEVEN
Matt moved onto his knees and put his head between my wife’s legs. I couldn’t see what he was doing, but I knew. Jenn put one hand on his head as he was eating her, and with the other she reached under the cushion for the vibrator, turned it on, and worked it over her nipples.
The guy looked up at the sound.
“The idea of fucking mom turns you on?”
“Yeah,” he said, “a lot.”
“Then be a good boy and get me wet for your cock.”
I watched as Jenn put a hand on the guy’s head and gently pushed him back to her c*nt. She looked into the mirror, blissful, and mouthed the words “I love you”. This went on for some time, and then she moved, directed the guy to stand up, and when he did she kissed the front of his shorts.
“It’s your turn now, don’t you think? And take off your shirt, I want to see your body again.”
The guy pulled his shirt over his head, and Jenn put her hands on his shoulders, chest and abs.
“Now show me what a big boy you are.”
The guy pulled down his shorts and his cock sprung out. It was a good size and already hard.
“Wow,” Jenn said, "I guess you do like mommy."
The guy shivered with delight.
“You like that? Want me to suck your cock?”
The guy moaned and shook again.
“Good, because I want to see how much you’ve got in these balls.”
“What?”
“I’m going to make you cum, Matt. Right here,” she pointed at the mirror, “so we can watch it all, OK?”
She leant forward and licked the end of his cock with the hard tip of her tongue, then pulled back, looked up, and ran her fingers over the thick shaft.
“One more thing: call me mom when I suck your cock, it’ll be good for you.”
“OK.”
“OK, what?” She said, holding his hard cock in her hands, her mouth a few teasing inches away. I don’t know how he could stand it. I was too scared to touch my own in case it exploded.
“OK, mom.”
She put her head forward and began to kiss the end of his cock, which jumped up as she ran her mouth over it, up and down, her tongue poking in and out, one hand on his balls, the other working the shaft, but never putting the head in her mouth. All the time her eyes stayed locked on the mirror, watching herself, watching me.
“Tell me what you want,” she said
“I want you to suck my cock, mom.”
Jenn put the head of his cock in her mouth and began rolling her tongue around it, turning a little, to give me a better look. I saw her cheek stretch as she played with his balls, and then she winked at me as she flashed her tongue out under his shaft.
“Wait, what if your guy gets back early? Is there some place to hide?”
Jenn popped his cock out of her mouth, looked up and stroked his body.
“Don’t worry, kid, we’ll just hide this.”
She put his cock back in her mouth, grabbed his ass with both hands and pulled him closer, pushing as much of his dick into her throat as she could, so that his balls swung and almost hit her chin. She stuck out her tongue and licked them. The guy looked like he was about to cum, but steadied himself by putting both hands on my wife’s head and fucking her soft, wet, mouth.
As I watched my wife suck off some guy she’d met that morning all other things seemed to slip away. Was this what she wanted? Was I just supposed to watch or go in and make a scene? Did she want me to join them?

TWELVE
I looked back and it was clear that the guy was getting close now, and Jenn could sense it too – he was about to cum in her mouth.
“No,” she said, pulling back and squeezing his cock. “I want you inside.”
They moved around so that Jenn was laying on the couch and the guy slipped his cock straight, smooth and deep into my wife, Jenn was kissing him, grabbing his ass, holding him tighter. Then she looked over into the mirror and smiled, and I didn’t know if it was for me or at seeing herself being fucked hard by a young guy, the couch rocking back and forth with the thrusts. The guy knew what he was doing, going harder but not faster, gradually building her up, until there was nothing left but to fuck the last strokes into oblivion. I wanted to go in there and put my cock in her mouth, a distraction from the one in her pussy. I wanted to cum in her face.
And that’s how I saw Jenn cumming with another guy for the first time, her hands digging into his ass, eyes closed and face and neck strained with pleasure. The guy kept ploughing into her and she was still cumming, then pulled out and moved up, wanking his cock near her face. Jenn was still shaking, but opened her eyes to see what was happening, saw his cock right up close, and then opened her mouth at the exact moment the guy began to cum.
“Cum to mommy” she said, “shoot it all over my face.”
The first shot went in her mouth, the next landed on her cheek. Jenn grabbed his cock and a few more thick gobs came out as she rubbed it against her face, then she it slipped in her mouth and shook it around, draining the last of the jizz onto her tongue.
She swallowed what she could and then drooled it back out again, dripping down her chin and onto her tits. Now the guy was in control, on top of my wife and fucking her spunky tits and face, while I watched and she just moaned, begging for the young cock she had surrendered to.
There was no doubt at all the guy was just using her now, the opportunity to pig out with an anonymous, cock-gobbling sl*t. But that sl*t was my wife, slick with this guy’s cum and letting her tits and mouth be fucked as he worked up another orgasm, once again aiming each shot at her face. I looked at Jenn. She was loving it, lost in the moment, eyes bright and sputtering with jizz lips – two facials in a couple of minutes. She had never looked more beautiful.
I grabbed my cock. It was too much, and there was no point in holding back.

THIRTEEN
I was so high and came so hard I blacked out, and when I opened my eyes I was slumped on the end of the bed with cum in my hands, and there was Jenn looking at me, some of the guy’s jizz still in her hair.
“I guess we lost control, eh? How about you?”
“I jerked off and came,” I said, still reeling.
“What was all that ‘mom’ stuff?”
“It turned me on, that’s all, and he seemed to like it, too.”
“Want me to call you mom?”
“Come on, you’re too old for that, but you can call me ‘sl*t’, if you like.”
“Really?”
“Yeah. I mean after today, it’s kind of true, right?”
Well, that was OK then, I guess.
 
PART TWO

ONE
We spent the rest of that day getting high, watching TV and fooling around, then in the evening we met Amy, one of Jenn’s old friends, who hooked us up with some pills and then we went dancing at a club. The next morning, coming down at home, Jenn and I were going over what had happened, from the night before back to when she’d fucked another guy.
“I’ve got be honest,” Jenn said. “I liked it. I liked you watching me.”
I felt my dick rise, again.
“Let’s go to bed.”
“Later, I’ve got eat, and I want to know how you feel. Did you really like it?”
“Yeah, I did, but it’s nothing I want do too often. Maybe on vacation somewhere, out of town. People talk.”
“That’s a shame, because Amy and I were talking last night. You remember Amy, don’t you, hon?”
I remembered Amy. I felt like I hadn’t been able to keep my eyes off her tits all night.
She looked like she sunbathed naked, and maybe she did. I remembered the neon dress she’d squeezed into the night before, and how she jiggled as she danced.
“Well, she thinks we’re ‘a cute couple’. Said if we ever want to party, we can.”
“What did you say?”
“Said I’d ask you. What do you think, hon? Want to fuck us both?”
It was certainly something to consider.

TWO
“Amy was a real party girl,” Jenn said, after I immediately agreed to everything, and asked what to expect.
“She’d arrive with one guy and make out with another, leave with a third. I remember one time she fucked four guys at once, something like that, and got the whole thing on video. She could have been a sex tape.”
“And you really think she wants to fuck, you weren’t just high?”
“What can I say? She thinks we’re fuckable. And don’t you think she looks like fun?”
My smile was uncontrollable.
“I’ll take that as a ‘yes’.’”

THREE
The next Saturday we arranged to meet Amy at a bar one street back from the beach, a place called JD’s. Jenn said they used to go there a lot in college, and it still had that kind of vibe. I felt a little old, but also good to be back in such a place with money in my pocket. I was looking forward to hanging out with Amy, the look and feel of her tits up close, and how I was going to fuck her later with my wife.
“What if things get weird?”
“Isn’t that the idea, hon? Just relax, and go with the scene.”
Amy came in, body tight in white pants and silver top. She and Jenn hugged, and then she turned to me.
“Hey, babe.”
She kissed me, smelled good, hugged me so her tits squeezed between us.
“I heard about the other day, but we’re going to do something for you tonight, right? Put things in balance, so to speak, but first of all –”
She pulled out a little baggie and handed us a pill each.
“We don’t have to stay here long, just a drink until we start to come up, then a cab back to my place.”
She popped a pill in her mouth, swallowed it with her drink. We did the same, and then Jenn put one hand behind Amy’s head and another on her back, pulled her near, and they began kissing. I heard someone behind us give a whoop of delight.
We got a table, and I listened as Amy and Jenn caught up with each other, relaxing into the night, a smile growing as I realized that pretty soon I’d have my hands on Amy’s jugs and my cock in her pussy. What a night this promised to be.
I was lost in flash images of tits, ass, mouths and my cock when Amy stood up, put a hand on Jenn’s shoulder, and said “Come on, let’s dance.”
They got up and went to the dance floor, and I was starting to feel very good indeed. They were happy and moving close, getting back into the feeling I’d seen the week before, but this time with a goal. After years of being friends they were finally going to fuck each other, with the willing aid of me and my dick.

FOUR
Seeing them together, Amy’s tits wobbling in her top and Jenn putting her hands on her hips and ass, I felt like the luckiest guy in town, and wasn’t the only one enjoying the show.
“Look at that – beautiful.”
Some guy at the next table, talking to his buddies.
“Wouldn’t mind seeing those two together,” he went on. “Those older women can be fun as fuck if they’ve got some fatass McLimp Dick at home – do anything to keep you around.”
He went on like that for a while – dull misogyny and generalizations from a guy whose sex life was younger than my shoes, but just as I was losing interest I heard something I couldn’t ignore.
“Wait a second – I know her, the one with the legs, not the rack. She was on the beach.”
I didn’t recognize him, but he was the right age. I hoped he wasn’t the grab-ass guy.
“That’s it. It’s her – shit, man, Andy fucked her.”
Andy? The guy’s name was Matt. You don’t forget the name of the guy who fucked your wife right in front of you. I wondered what else he’d get wrong.
“Met her on the beach, and ten minutes he’s in the back of a car blowing his nuts in her mouth. I'm telling you man, older women love young cock. Makes them feel alive.”
“I wonder if she’s free tonight.”
“Maybe we can share?”
High fives.
“Man, I bet she would, too.”
It was too much, but what could I do?
I decided to go outside and smoke a joint.

FIVE
I went to the parking lot and looked for somewhere discreet, then pulled out a joint and lit it, took a hit and let it sink in.
No doubt the guy had got the name wrong, or Matt had given a false one, and the thing about the car was odd, but who told the whole truth in gossip? Of course, the only other explanation, that Jenn had sucked off another guy, kept spinning through my head. But why wouldn’t she tell me about it, especially with all that was happening?
Then I remembered Matt said that Andy was the grab-ass guy, so maybe that’s what the confusion was – Andy grabbed her ass and Matt got his cock sucked. Still, I didn’t like the idea that this story was out in the wild, changing each time it was told.
I was standing there behind a dumpster when I heard voices, a man and woman. I recognized Amy. I moved back into the shadows and decided to play dumb if caught. I smelled weed – was everyone high in this town?
“That girl’s hot,” the guy said, “and you’re going home with her tonight?”
“Yeah,” said Amy, “her guy’s coming too.”
“How’d he get that?”
“A favor. He lets Jenn fuck other guys.”
“And you knew her in college, right? Wish I’d known you then.”
“Oh, I was a mess. We all were. And then Jenn goes off and gets married.”
The sound of smoking.
“Say, want to bring this Jenn over to my place sometime?”
Amy laughed.
“Then talk to her about it. You said she had a thing for guys like me.”
“A very generous offer.”
“Isn’t it?”
They laughed.
“Come on,” said Amy, “Jenn’s alone in there and the pills are about to kick in. A few more minutes and she’ll be fucking on the dance floor.”
“Nice, I’ll go find her.”
More laughter, which faded as they walked back to the club.
I finished the joint, then went back inside.

SIX
It took a few seconds for me to register the scene – the pill was just starting to hit, and a grin was spreading over my face, but there was Amy, back at our table, talking to some guy – tall, dark, handsome – maybe the one from outside, and where was Jenn? She was on the dance floor with a guy on each side, both from the table that had been talking about her, about that Andy, or Matt, who’d heard about her adventures, sandwiching her in between. She looked alive, like she was loving it, arms around the guy in front, while the other rubbed against her ass from behind, and it took a moment to remember it was just the drugs that were making her behave in this way.
Still, Jenn saw me, and her smile dropped for a moment – had she gone too far? But then she kissed the guy in front of her with an open mouth, his tongue answering hers. I heard a cheer, turned and saw Amy and that guy, and someone nearby called Jenn a sl*t, wondered how she’d be in bed.
Then the song ended and Jenn came over and put her arms around me.
“Where were you?”
“I went out for a smoke.”
“Well, do you want to go now? Shall I go and tell Amy?”
“Will she mind?”
“Oh, no, she just wants to get laid.”

SEVEN
We went over to get Amy and there was that guy, dark skin, indeterminate race, very modern look, who a week later would be fucking my wife in a DP while I was tied up, watching, and also later, when I fucked her in the ass for the first time and he was taking her mouth, with Matt’s dick in her pussy.
“Name’s LP,” he said, introducing himself while Amy was getting her things together, and there was confusion as to what this meant, if his name was El Pee, Elpi, or so on.
“No, no. L, P, like long playing records. Twelves inches, you know.”
“Are you a DJ?” Jenn said.
“Uh, uh, Legs and Co. Ask Amy here, she’ll tell you.”
He grinned and gave Jenn a squeeze on the shoulder, then turned and went to the bar.
“Who was that?” Jenn said.
“Oh, he’s the guy I get the pills off, that’s all.”
“And what’s LP stand for?”
“Large Penis, he says, and he’s certainly a dick. Come on, let’s go to my place.”
EIGHT
We got a cab and went to Amy’s apartment – a living room, bedroom, bathroom and kitchen. Nice looking place.
Amy said, “I need a shower.”
“Me too,” said Jenn.
“Room for me?”
“Sorry, babe,” Amy said, opening a drawer and handing me a wooden box, “small shower, big tits. But smoke a bowl, roll some joints, have a drink, whatever. We’ll be out soon, then it’s your turn.”
“Don’t worry,” said Jenn, “we won’t lock the door.”
“Yeah, come in and watch, if you like.”
I rolled a joint and lit it, then rolled some more for later. I checked out the books on Amy’s shelves, either side of the bathroom door. A lot of good stuff – she was more than tits and ass.
I heard the shower running and laughter. I stopped and listened.
I could hear Jenn telling Amy about the other day, exaggerating a little, changing details here and there. In this telling she was blowing the guy at his place, not ours, or in a car, and there were no names, no Matt or Andy, and nothing about me hiding in the bedroom. But we were all high, and I guess she wanted to keep some things secret, and I appreciated that.
I knocked on the door and it moved a little, just enough for me to see them all wet and soaping each other up. My dick shot up and stayed hard the rest of the night.
I went in, joint first.
“You two want a hit?”
“Sure,” said Amy, “but I’m wet. Give me a blow back.”
I inhaled, then went over and she put her head out of the shower and our tongues touched while she breathed in and I breathed out. She held it in and went back under the shower, then put her arms around Jenn and kissed her. Some smoke leaked out and mingled with the steam.
Amy’s tits did not disappoint. She was in her 30s, like us, but for their size they still held up well, with the kind of heavy hang that looks a lot of fun. Jenn must have felt the same, because she kept rubbing her hands or breasts over them, both sets of nipples erect, then Amy turned and I saw her ass. Round, brown, firm and wet. I needed to get in there.
I started undressing, and was naked before they noticed me, scratching my balls and pulling my cock.
“You OK, hon?” Jenn said, pushing Amy’s tits up and together. “You think you can handle these?”
“Fuck, yes.”
“Then get in the shower,” said Amy, stepping out, drying her hands on towel, and taking the joint, “and then we’ll give you a blow job.”

NINE
I got in the shower as Jenn was getting out. I thought about what was going to happen – I was going to fuck Amy with Jenn’s blessing. Not only that, with her right there too, no doubt ready to suck my cock as I pulled it from her friend’s c*nt. My head spun at the possibilities.
I had a vision. They were both working on my cock and balls with their mouths, tongue flicking and kissing each other. They were using me as a sex toy and I loved it, watching them groping each other while sucking me off. Amy held my cock and rubbed it on her breasts, then put it between them and gave me a tit-wank while kissing Jenn. There was too much going on, and I hadn’t even started fucking them yet. I stopped jerking off, let the idea of an orgasm subside, and strategized as I soaped up and got fresh.
Fuck them in turn, keep going as long as possible, then blow on both of their faces. What could go possibly wrong?

TEN
I got dried, came of the bathroom, and heard them in the bedroom. I went in and saw them on the bed, sharing a joint, a box of sex toys open beside them.
Jenn passed me a joint. I couldn’t get any higher, but I kept smoking.
“My two favorite people, together at last.”
I took a hit and Jenn kissed me, inhaled the smoke, then kissed Amy, moved back and gently pushed us together. I put my hands on her tits. They were soft, heavy and delightful, and I was going to fuck her.
While we were making out I felt Jenn’s mouth on my cock. It was really happening, and the drugs were hitting good.
Amy pulled her mouth away from mine and looked at me. God she was amazing. Her tits looked bigger than my head.
“Tell us what you want.”
“Yeah, hon,” said Jenn, licking my balls, “no point in being shy now.”
“I want you to suck my cock.” I said
“Both of us?”
“Yeah.”
“Oh, you’re naughty.”
Amy directed me to sit on the end of the bed, then moved a rug for her and Jenn to kneel on. They started touching my thighs, cock and balls, and kissing each other, then splitting up and working their mouths where their hands had been. I surrendered, and it felt good not having to do anything, just sit back and enjoy the show.
They would work together, both with their mouths on my cock, licking the head or rubbing their lips on the shaft, or one would move to the balls while the other worked on the head. At one point Amy was licking my cock while it was between her massive tits, and Jenn was a little behind her, holding her hair back and watching her friend suck, then watching me enjoy it.
“She’s pretty good, huh? Had a lot of practice.”
“Not as much as you,” Amy said, running the tip of her tongue around the head.
Jenn pushed her down and my cock slid into her open mouth.
Then she looked at me.
“She’s got no gag reflex, you can be a little harder.”
I moved my hips and felt the back of Amy’s throat tighten and relax, and then she pushed her face forward the last inch or so and took it all.
“That’s it,” Jenn said, “all the way in, and see if you can lick his balls.”
I felt Amy’s tongue.
I looked at my wife and loved her.
“Get down here,” I said, “and see who makes me cum.”

ELEVEN
Jenn moved down and Amy pulled her lips back from the base of my cock. The whole length slid out from her throat, slick with spit and ready to blow. Jenn grabbed it and ran her tongue up the side, pushing up her friend’s slobber and catching some in her mouth, drooling it out.
They were both very high and seemed desperate to see me cum, and it didn’t take long for an orgasm to start building. I put a hand on each of their heads and stroked them, ready to be a little firmer if they tried to move away. Another time I would have held off and let the tension grow, but I hadn’t cum in two days and knew we’d be fucking for a long time yet.
I looked down and chose the moment. I liked the way they were ignoring everything about me except my cock and balls. They had their mouths on either side of my dick and worked up and down with their tongues and lips, kissing through the spit when at the top.
“I’m going to cum,” I said, and then it began, too soon for them to move away and too much to not make a mess. The great thing was that neither of them stopped what they were doing, just running their mouths all over my dick as it shot wad after wad of jizz onto their tongues and lips, or even up into the air and down again on their faces, all while they were dribbling over each other and moving it back and forth, making me cum even harder.

TWELVE
I watched as Amy moved on top of Jenn, her tits hanging down and then squashed as they were grinding their pussies together.
Amy’s brown ass was moving up and down. I rubbed my cock around her wet slit, then slid it inside. Amy pushed herself up on all fours to get it deeper, and Jenn rolled around, kissed those heavy breasts, then kept moving until they were locked in a 69, mouths and fingers on each other’s c*nts.
I felt Jenn’s tongue on my shaft and a hand on my balls as I was fucking Amy, looked down and almost blew my load as I pulled out and she took my cock and began sucking it, reaching round to slip two fingers into Amy’s pussy and one in her ass. She pushed them in deep and I saw the knuckles wriggling. This was intense. I pulled back and sat down on the bed for a while, taking in the scene as the two of them wrestled, hands and mouths all over each other, bodies wet with sweat and other fluids, fingers moving into holes, and thought about what I’d fuck next.

THIRTEEN
Jenn was sitting on the floor, ass on a pillow, legs apart, back against the bed. Amy was face down in her sn*tch, ass in the air, and I started fucking her pussy again. I got a good grip of her hips and began my explorations, probing her c*nt from all angles.
Jenn settled back to get her pussy eaten while I fucked her friend, and looked like she was cool with it all. She reached for the toy box – pulled out a vibrator and a short, soft dildo, about the size of my middle finger, with a flared base and bumps all over the last inch or so. An ass toy – I knew it. She handed it to Amy, who stuck it in her mouth to get it wet, then pulled it out and slipped the end into her ass.
Jenn moaned and bucked her hips until the whole length of the ass toy disappeared up her butt, and then Amy put her fingers inside her pussy – three fingers, four, moving in and out, round and round, and then she pulled out, tucked in her thumb, and eased the whole hand inside, right down and snug past the knuckles. I looked up and Jenn had her mouth open in a silent scream, eyes tight shut and strained with pleasure, and just when I thought things couldn’t get any more intense, Amy turned and asked me to fuck her in the ass.

FOURTEEN
I was in a daze, and then heard Jenn talking to me, Amy’s fist in her c*nt and a dildo in her ass.
“Hey hon, I think she you wants you to stick it in her butt.”
“What?”
Amy moved forward so that my cock sprung out of her pussy and wiggled her ass at me.
“Put it in my ass,” she said. I looked down and there was her asshole, puckered and slick with spit, sweat and pussy juice. It didn’t seem possible my cock could fit, but I was happy to try. I slipped the head in and felt the first ring tighten, then slowly moved forward and pushed past the second. It felt good, and even better when I looked up from Amy’s tight hole being stretched to see my own wife getting fisted and fucked in the ass and loving it too, her hips finding an easy rhythm with the twin assault and a big grin on her face.
“Pretty good, huh, hon? I know you like to see me sl*t out, don’t you? And you,” she said to Amy. “You like my husband’s cock in your butt?”
“Yeah, I do, I really do.”
“You hear that, hon? Now fuck her like she owes us money.”

FIFTEEN
Amy moved her ass in tight circles to work my cock in deeper, opening up to take the whole thing. I grasped her hips, took control, and began thrusting in and out, working up speed and depth, until I was out to the tip and then all the way in to the balls.
I could feel Amy’s ass tighten on my cock, and took this as a sign to fuck even harder, putting my foot up on the bed to get more leverage, getting right down to the angry inch. What a woman, and the first effect of me fucking Amy full length in the ass was Jenn began moaning more deeply, a hand on her friend’s head, moving her hips up and down, pussy stretched open and fisted.
“Fuck,” she said, “I’m going to cum.”
The shakes that began to move through Jenn were enough to put Amy over the edge, and as I ground deeper she started bucking wildly and gibbering, giving in to the pounding, but still working her hand around inside my wife’s c*nt, forcing her to cum harder all the time, and I came too, my dick buried to the nuts in her ass, pumping and jerking for a long time, and there was Jenn, all the muscles in her upper body tense as the orgasms ran through her, a dildo deep in her butt and a fist in her sn*tch. This was married life to the full.

SIXTEEN
We collapsed together, panting, moaning, and moving into a hug. I drifted in and out, still very high and on an afterglow from the fuck scenes laid out above. When I came to Jenn and Amy were lying next to each other on the bed and making out, and I laid down behind Jenn, slipped my cock inside.
The rest of the night passed in one of those stoned, sleepy blurs with sudden episodes of electricity and buzz. I remember all three of us in bed, and cuddles and so on, and finally I slept just as the sun was coming up, woke at 11 with Jenn and Amy already in the kitchen, drinking coffee and sharing the inevitable joint.
On the table was the box from last night, with sex toys and lingerie. Jenn held up a corset, a mild-fetish dominatrix affair.
“Honey, we’ve got to go shopping.”
 
PART THREE

ONE
The next Saturday Jenn went out to meet Amy for shopping and lunch, and I stayed home and got high, did some email and exercises. Then the lighter I was using ran out, and all the old ones were unreliable as fuck, so I made plans to walk to a store and get a sandwich outside, enjoy the sun while it lasted. I put together a list of groceries and things to do, and while I was getting ready to go the door opened and they were back with a whole lot of bags. I noticed one from a fetish store downtown and went over to have a look.
“Uh, uh,” said Jenn. “That’s for later.”
I told her I was going out, and she said cool, take your time.
“Don’t worry,” said Amy, “we’ll be good.”

TWO
I had fun walking through the neighborhood stoned, checking out places I was curious about, and then had a sandwich and beer and ended up at a grocery store, loaded up a basket and called Jenn to see if there was anything else we needed. We chatted, but then she coughed or gagged, and I waited for things to settle down.
“Are you OK?”
“Yeah, I just swallowed a bone.”
“What you eating?”
“Hot dogs!” said Amy, laughing.
I needed to get back there.
Walking back I went over what an incredible few weeks this had been, and how well things had gone since moving to Newton. I’d never felt so sexual or alive, and this greater closeness to Jenn was the best of it. I was excited about the future in ways that I’d never been in my 20s, as everything I wanted seemed within reach.
I was grinning all the way home.

THREE
I came home and started putting the groceries away. Jenn came out of the bedroom in a bathrobe and heels, full make-up, hair done. She looked great. She opened the robe – black stockings, garter belt and corset, no panties, just a shaved pussy with a landing strip. She handed me a fresh lit joint. It was a good day.
“We’re still getting ready, why don’t you get in the shower and give us ten minutes.”
I kissed Jenn. She smelled good.
“Amy and I were talking the other day. Had an idea. I think you’ll like it. Took a lot of work, too. Don’t know when it’ll happen again.”
“Can you give me a clue?”
“OK – it’s something you want.”

FOUR
I got in the shower and thought. What was it I wanted, and what did Jenn know? I wasn’t sure myself, on either point. I wanted ‘good sex’, but so does everyone. The trick was in knowing what you wanted, or maybe in being open to learning what you wanted, or being open to change. But at no point could see I what I wanted not changing, and perhaps often ahead or behind of my actual desires. The trick was just to find someone you loved, and loved being with, and learning and changing with them.
But I was high as fuck, and that epiphany soon faded into the steam, and the sound of the shower jets brought me back to more immediate concerns – what did Jenn have planned for me, and what was Amy’s role?
I washed, shaved, dried, cleaned my teeth and sprayed on some cologne. I put on a towel and went into the living room. My questions were about to be answered.

FIVE
Jenn was on the couch, sexed up in black lingerie, and next to her was Amy, her tits pushed up and spilling out of a white basque, both of them idly stroking their c*nts, smoking weed and looking at something on a phone. I liked it.
Jenn came over and hugged me, then pointed to a chair in the middle of the room.
“What?”
“Trust me, hon,” she said, stroking my cock through the towel, “you’ll like it.”
I took off the towel, folded it up, put it on the chair and sat down, my dick poking up and waving at the two women, happy to see them again.
Amy picked up some short lengths of rope from the couch, went behind and tied my hands down to the back legs of the chair.
“Don’t worry, we’ll be gentle. You’re in for something good.”
“Yes,” said Jenn, leaning in to kiss the end of my dick as she tied one ankle to a chair leg, then the other, “just go with it. It’ll be much more fun if you do, and remember – this took a lot to arrange.”
They worked quickly, and then stood back, admiring their work, arms around each other. I was tied up, naked and excited, while they looked sexy as fuck. They came over and kissed me, touched my body, and then Amy went down on her knees and put her mouth on my cock while Jenn moved behind. I felt her breasts against my back, and then her mouth on my ear.
“Want to see what we got up to?”
“OK.”
Amy took her mouth off my cock and went over to the couch and got her phone.
“We were very naughty,” she said. “You may have to punish us.”
“Yeah, hon, spare the rod, spoil the b*tch, while the cat’s away, the mice will fuck. You know how it goes.”
Amy handed her phone to Jenn, then went back down and started licking my balls, fingers brushing my cock.
What had they done, and what would they do now?

SIX
Jenn held the phone in front of me, her friend’s mouth on my cock.
“This is what we were looking at just now, they’re pretty good.”
There were some glamor shots of each of them wearing different outfits in our bedroom – straight clothes and down to lingerie. Jenn alone, Amy alone, a couple of shots of them together. Pictures of her and Amy waving around some sex toys, the open packaging scattered on the bed, then some shots of the two them kissing, then a couple of Jenn like she was dressed now, and then a picture of her sucking a big, brown cock. What the fuck?
“You like that, hon? Here’s another.”
A picture of her sucking a different cock, then of her holding both in her hands, then with a cock in her mouth, her cheek bulging out with the head.
She tapped the screen and a video started.
Jenn sucking that big cock, in full sound and vision. Then the other cock bounced into view. Two cocks, and Jenn moving between them
“Shhh”, said Amy, “this is good.”

SEVEN
The phone was ringing, and then Jenn stopped sucking that cock and started speaking to me, still stroking the dick in front of her, another one bobbing in and out of shot, rolling her eyes as I prattled on from the store.
“No hon, nothing I need right now, nothing I can think of.”
Then a hand appeared on the back of her head and pulled her forward. She gagged a little, pushed back and freed her mouth, looked up at whoever had done that and smiled.
“Yeah, I just swallowed a bone.”
“What you eating?”
“Hot dogs!” said Amy.
She paused the video with a shot of her open mouth and the cock in front of her blurred in motion, then put the phone down on the floor.
“Pretty cool, huh? Any questions?”
I was stunned.
“No? OK, I’ll ask. Where are those guys?”
She walked over to the mirrored bedroom door, the one I’d hidden behind when she’d fucked that young guy, and opened it.

EIGHT
Fuck – it was that LP guy, his big dick swinging as he came out of the bedroom, and it was a monster, just like the pictures, not only long but thick. No wonder he looked so pleased with himself.
“Should have seen your face, man – priceless.”
Behind him was that Matt guy, who I guess was shocked to find out the mirror was one-way, and maybe he knew that I’d seen him fuck Jenn before, because he looked in a daze from start to end. He didn’t say anything to me, but LP, that prick couldn’t shut up.
“Your wife is gorgeous, man, and this underwear? Nice job!”
Damn. I was tied up and these guys could do anything they wanted with Jenn, and she could do anything with them. My cock ached, and Amy was on the floor beside me, watching the scene, her tits looking good in that outfit. I wanted her to kiss me.
Then Jenn’s voice, telling me to watch as she started making out with both guys, kissing them, acting very gentle, as if that would take the edge off.
“This is Matt, honey, you remember him?”
She ran her hands over his body, but mainly his dick.
“A nice, young cock, don’t you think? Looks like he could fuck all night.”
She kissed him, and while they were embracing LP held Jenn from behind, nuzzling her neck and rubbing his big cock against her ass. I couldn’t wait to see her deal with that, and soon enough she turned to face him, then looked at me while holding his cock.
“How about it, hon? It’s just like yours, only bigger.”
She lent down to kiss it.
“It’ll be a tight fit, but I’m sure that’s half the fun.”
I shivered.
LP grinned.
“This is weird, right, watching us fuck your wife? But thanks, man, I appreciate it, really do. She’s gorgeous.”
Jenn kissed him, then sat on the couch so that his heavy cock was right in front of her. She lifted it up with one hand and held his balls in the other, and kept talking to me.
“Nice big balls, too. Should cum a lot.”

NINE
It was something I’d seen hundreds of times in porn, and here it was, happening right in front of me. My wife dressed for sex and sitting on the couch, one guy standing either side, their cocks just inches from her face as she moved her fingers over them, teasing the shafts, down to the balls, then back up and down again. They were moaning, ready to explode.
Jenn was looking right at me, enjoying the attention.
“They’re so nice, I want them both, and that’s what you want too, right? To see me – what do they say – double penetrated, DP’d?”
“But I don’t know,” she said, holding up LP’s dick, so that his balls hung down heavy, “do you really think I can take it all?”
Jenn licked his balls and then ran her tongue all the way up to the head of LP’s big cock and then back down again.
“Good girl,” LP said, patting her head, then looking over at Amy and me. “Thanks. She knows how to suck cock.”
“She’s had a lot of practice,” Amy said.
Jenn beamed.
God she looked good in that outfit – more beautiful than ever, and then she started sucking the cocks, moving from one to the other. I felt Amy’s mouth on my own dick, a hand working on the balls. I looked down and saw she had some fingers in her sn*tch, thumb on the clit. Things were heating up all over.
Jenn put out her tongue and first licked one and then the other of the cocks in front of her, began to suck them in turn, wanking one whilst her mouth was fucked by the other. She smiled at me, and as she kept her eyes locked on mine pushed LP’s cock into her mouth, one cheek pushed out and swollen, then she pulled back and sucked each of his balls, then back the shaft, until the head was in her mouth, spit dripping from her lips with each thrust, her eyes looking straight at me.
“Your woman’s a freak,” LP said, “and I like it.”
“Don’t worry,” Amy said, “he likes it too.”
LP laughed.
“Sorry, man. Your wife’s great, I mean it.”

TEN
“Watch this,” Jenn said, and pulled the guys together and tried to fit the ends of both cocks in her mouth, her tongue sticking out underneath. She couldn’t do it – LP was too thick, and she just waggled her mouth from side to side, and both guys put their heads back and moaned, and I was worried they’d blow right then.
“Just fuck her,” I said, “and fuck her good.”
Jenn moved so that she was bent over the armchair, ass facing Matt, mouth facing LP, and they began fucking her. The sound of sex filled the room, the moans of the guys and the gagging of my wife as LP put his hands on her head and tried to work his dick to the back of her throat, her lips stretched ridiculous. I wondered how many cocks she’d sucked since we started dating, and how many since we got married.
I looked down, Amy was blowing me while watching the action, fingers stuffed in and out of her c*nt, getting off on the scene as much as anyone else. What reason did I have to complain?

ELEVEN
Jenn kept getting fucked at both ends, then took her mouth off LP’s cock and told the guys to change places. Matt moved up and Jenn grabbed his dick and licked her pussy off it, while LP pushed himself inside. The biggest cock she’d ever had? Somehow I doubted it. She knew what she was doing, and they kept fucking like this until Jenn told Matt and LP to let her up.
“Sorry, hon. Almost forgot. Want to fuck my ass?”
She told Amy to untie me, and she did, her tits up against me, and as I was waiting for Jenn and the guys to get into position, she got on her knees and started blowing me again. She was awesome. I could see why Jenn liked her so much, and her spit was going to ease my cock into her friend’s ass, so she made it good and sloppy.
While I was getting ready Jenn directed the young guy, Matt, into the anchor position, and then straddles him as he sat on the couch, easing his cock into her pussy. LP was standing to the side, his long dick aimed at her mouth, while my place was just behind her. Matt grabbed her ass and I could see his cock working up and down inside my wife, his balls coming up to slap her thighs. I looked a little higher and could see her butthole twitching. I took my cock out of Amy’s mouth and walked over to slip it in Jenn’s ass. I was so desperate to fuck that I eased my way in and didn’t stop or see how she was reacting until I was halfway down, and then looked up and saw that she had LP’s dick in her mouth and her tits swinging against Matt’s face.
Once it was in I started working up depth, kissing Amy and playing with her jugs, ready for Jenn to ask me to take it easy. She took LP’s cock out of her mouth and looked over her shoulder.
“Don’t worry, hon, you won’t break it.”
I put a foot up on the couch and began ploughing in deeper, going almost all the way in and then pulling out, watching her butthole relax and get used to it.
“Oh fuck,” said Amy, looking down at her friend’s ass, “look at that.”
Jenn was gaping, her asshole dilated and fucked. I plunged back inside, right the way down to the balls.
“Hey Jenny, “Amy said, “where's his dick?”
“In my ass.”
“Oh, you’re a nasty b*tch. Tell him what you want.”
”I want you to fuck my ass like you own it.”
It took some steadying to keep us all in, and find a rhythm, but when things got going they moved fast. Matt was inside her c*nt while I was turning out her ass and LP was having fun getting his dick sucked. This ass-fucking business wasn’t going to be a problem, and I worked my cock in and out, around and around, opening Jenn’s butt wider, getting it ready for the many fucks I’d give it later. I wanted Jenn to cum with all three cocks in her, and while I was in her ass the kid was working on her pussy, the two of us hitting a groove. It was great to feel him move in and out against my cock, to know that she was being double-stuffed and loving it.

TWELVE
The first sign that something was up came soon after, when Jenn took LP’s cock out of her mouth just long enough to catch her breath, say she was about to cum, and demand that we fucked harder. Then she put his dick back in her mouth and started to cum under the triple penetration she was taking, eyes shut and every muscle straining at the assault.
“Oh shit,” LP said, jerking off as his cock bounced in and out of my wife’s mouth, “I’m gonna cum.”
Jenn put out her tongue and LP got in a few more strokes against it and then began cumming in her face, all the time muttering that she was b*tch, sl*t, wh*r*, et cetera, but she just kept moving, mouth open, oblivious to anything but fucking.
LP’s cum was soon all over my wife’s face, and the sight of his big cock emptying load after load, the pulsing tightness of her ass, the feel of another man’s cock in her pussy, Amy’s lingerie and tits, all of it was too much, and as Jenn continued to cum harder I began to lose control, and decided not to hold back.
Matt must have felt the same, I could feel his cock work up some furious strokes as he gave a yell and started shuddering, emptying his balls deep into my wife as her tits were mashed up against his face. This seemed to set her off again, and she began the familiar moans and shrieks that signaled an ascent to another orgasm. I knew what I was doing now, and worked with the feedback, ensuring that we’d cum together, powered by my dick in her ass.
I came hard and deep, going crazy with the shakes and fucking, determined to own Jenn’s ass, despite all the competition, all the other cocks in however many days and nights, all the other men she’d loved or fucked.
I came long and deep and kept pumping, no way my dick was getting soft in Jenn’s tight ass, which still gripped me as I moved back and forth, jizz starting to leak out and mix with the mess Matt had made of her c*nt.
The room was full of breathing and sighs, and as we all steadied ourselves and calmed down Amy, the only one who hadn’t cum yet moved around to look at Jenn’s face.
“Don’t waste it,” she said, using her fingers to scoop up LP’s jizz and feed it to Jenn. Later, when I pulled out and Jenn was left sitting on Matt’s softening cock, Amy went down on her knees and lapped up the cum that was leaking from my wife’s c*nt and ass.
Soon after, when Matt, LP, Jenn and me were ready to go again, Amy got all the cock she wanted. What we did with Jenn was fun and all, and meant a lot – she was my wife, after all – but what all four of us did to Amy later, with the toys and restraints, still amazes me, even after all this, but that’s a story for another day.
 
EPILOGUE

That night, holding each other in bed, we talked about the future. I asked Jenn what she wanted.
“What can I say? Young guys turn me on, they like me, and you don’t seem to mind. Seems a waste to let it go, and don’t you want to fuck other women?”
And that’s how our new lives began in Newton.

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Read the start of Matt’s story, below, and find the full text on Amazon.

 
HOW I BECAME A MANwh*r* – PROLOGUE

ONE
A lot of this I’m going to be vague or lie about, but the basic thing is all true.
When I was still a kid my mom died, and when I was in high school my dad, in most respects a monumental fuck-up, married this 25-year old, a woman called Jenny. He was already over 50, and she was gone less than two years later, but in that time she’d made quite an impression.
Two things I can tell you about Jenny might explain this, beyond that she was hot as fuck – long legs, slim figure, great smile and wardrobe like a hooker: the time I found her porn, and the time I caught her screwing the pool guy.

TWO
Now I was into my stepmom, but I was a regular high school kid and had other interests, so when she and dad went away for a long weekend I made the most of it by getting some weed and settling in for many hours of porn and jerking off.
I knew where my dad kept his stash, and had watched those movies until I knew each scene inside out, but that weekend I found a new, plain white plastic case hidden behind stacks of old bills in the filing cabinet. I knew this was going to be good, because inside, along with a burned DVD with a J inside a heart scrawled on it, was a set of Polaroids, all of Jenny naked.
I put the disk into the machine and lit a bowl.
Now I’m not going to recount every scene, but suffice to say they showed Jenny getting dicked every which way, by a whole bunch of guys and a few girls. There was Jenny in what looked like a hotel room with an Asian girl about the same age, twenty-something, tits high. They both looked great, kind of nervous sitting side by side on the edge of the bed. Then a woman’s voice off camera told them to start and they turned to face each other, kissed a little, then pulled back and laughed.
“Take your clothes off,” the woman said, “let’s make some money.”
Jenny started undressing.
“No, do it to each other.”
They undressed each other quickly, and underneath there was standard fetish lingerie that looked good, fishnets and lace.
They started kissing. Slowly at first, then pulled back to take a look at each other, then back in again, then faster, hands moving with more purpose, until they ended up with Jenny on her back and the Asian girl working her way down her body, until she paused at her sn*tch and began working it over with her fingers and tongue. There was Jenny looking at the camera, pushing her hair into a pile up on her head and touching her breasts, putting on a show.
Another scene was a gangbang. It was shot in the same room, just Jenny and more guys than I could count, a parade of ordinary men and some ringers – good bodies, big cocks – taking their turns with my stepmom.
The last scene was a blow job to the cameraman, and she teased his balls until he drained them all over her face.

THREE
By the time I went to college they had divorced and Jenny had left town, but she was the kind of woman I wanted, and I went through a whole lot of girls who had that look in some way or another, and that’s what I found I was into. Any woman who looked good in her late 20s, 30s had that appeal, someone who was confident, who could teach me things, but who was also excited to find themselves in bed with a young guy like me. I got off on their gratitude, to be honest, and it gave me a great sense of freedom and irresponsibility.
But the videos weren’t the only thing.

FOUR
A few months later dad had to go away on business, and we were left alone for two weeks. I was walking around on cloud 9 or egg shells, and most of the time just thinking about my stepmom and those videos, about how much she seemed to like sucking cock and how much I wanted mine sucked.
Those two weeks were the first time we got high together, when I caught her smoking a joint and she gave me a hit, taught me about blowbacks and we touched tongues.
I was 18 then, and getting ready for college, and they were only a few months away from divorce, not that I knew it at the time. But I knew something was up when she went out one evening and came back with a guy, not much older than me, who cleaned the neighbor’s pool. I’d seen him down by the beach – he liked to surf, too, and now he was in my parent’s bedroom with his cock in my stepmom.

FIVE
She thought I was staying overnight with a friend, but they had to cancel and I came home to an empty house, went upstairs, got high, and fell asleep. Sometime later I woke up and heard her and this guy in the next room, talking loud and drunk.
I was curious, so I sat next to the wall, lit a bowl, and began listening.
There was some chit-chat, a whole lot of kissing sounds and moans, and I could hear them snorting something, talking nonsense, then back to kissing again, and then Jenny asked if she could suck the guy’s cock.
I kept my ear to the wall as she was blowing the guy, and after a few minutes she asked him to fuck her, and she was really vocal as he did, getting off on cheating, telling him to “bust her married butt” and so on. I wanted to go in and confront her with my own dick and see if she’d keep quiet and suck it.
She came and he came and then they talked some more, snorted, smoked, drank and started fucking again. This went one for a good hour or two, the screams interrupted by showers and bong hits like New Year, all the while me sitting close to the wall in my room, smoking weed, cock in hand, jerking off into a towel.
The had sex again in the morning, and I just waited it out until it sounded like they were eating breakfast, then went downstairs to see the look on her face.
“Hey,” she said, all casual, and probably still high on weed, dick and whatever she’d been snorting. “When did you get back?”
“This morning, real early. I went to bed. Just got up.”
“Great. This is Mike, my cousin. Had to crash here last night. Our moms are real close.”
I bet they were.

SIX
We hadn’t seen each other in about eight years, not since she left town, but we had the Internet, so she knew something about me, and I knew something about her. She’d remarried, a guy called Steve who looked age appropriate and clean, an obvious improvement on my old man.
I was in grad school, which is a fancy way of saying I was mostly broke, but I had a scholarship and made some money tutoring, and when I wasn’t doing that or studying I was usually at the beach. It was a nice life, and I had some women I was seeing, and sometimes the moms of the kids I was teaching came onto me, and I let them blow me or I fucked them.
I kept following Jenny online, checking out the albums for beach vacations, pool parties, Halloweens and that kind of thing. Bottom line – my stepmom was still hot, and maybe hotter than ever. She was only in her mid to late 30s, and I was 26 – no reason we couldn’t have met at a party or bar, no reason why we couldn’t fuck, except for her husband, of course, but then I knew she wasn’t big on monogamy.
We kind of stayed in touch, like-ing things and birthday greetings, then a few months ago she posted that was moving back to Newton, hoped to see old friends and so on. I sent a message saying that’s where I live, and she seemed surprised. She told me she had moved on with her life, that she was with a guy who didn’t know much about her first marriage, and she wanted to keep it that way. She’d love to meet me, but I couldn’t expect to be part of her life. She said she hoped I understood, and not to take it personally.
There was silence for a few days and then I got a friend request from Amy, this Latin-looking woman who liked showing off her tits in photographs, and when I accepted she wrote back said that she knew my stepmom, and that Jenny wanted her to check me out first, lay some ground rules before getting back in touch, make sure we kept things legit.
Of course, I ended up fucking them both. Why else would I be telling this story?

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