Chapter 12
Maggie left for home tired, but happy. Very happy. She had never cum as much as she did with her mother and Celeste.
She took a late afternoon flight home so David wouldn't have to go back to the office after he picked her up at the airport. She craved his cock. Fucking women was fun, and she would do it again as often as she could, but nothing compared to David's nice big cock boring into her and reaming her pussy.
She had started opening up her life, exploring the full extent of her sexuality, learning to be insatiable, before she left for her visit. Her mother and Celeste helped her open the door a little wider. She would open it still wider in the next few days. Then her mother and Celeste would visit, and she would open the door all the way.
Now, all I have to do is let David know I like pussy. Wonder how he will react. Will he freak out, call me perverted, and tell me he can't live with a bisexual woman? Then again, maybe not. He showed an unmistakable spark of interest when I asked if he ever thought about having two women in bed with him at the same time. I think he wants to have me and another woman at the same time.
The only problem is, we didn't talk about it, so I don't know if he would want us to make it. Would it turn him off to see me with my head between another woman's legs, eating her pussy? Mother said some men got turned on watching women get it on with each other. Most men, in fact, if they're honest enough to admit it. I think David is one of those men. The only way to find out was to try it and see.
God, I hope I'm not wrong! I can't imagine life without him.
So, assuming he wants a threesome with another woman, who shall I invite? Have to be sure he-likes her. I want it to be a surprise, so I can't ask him. I know he-likes Sheila. I wasn't too sure until she jacked him off. He really went for that. I could tell he wanted to fuck her. She also-likes pussy, so she's the most-likely one. I could ask Karen, but I don't know if she's bi. I'm sure he's already fucked her anyway, and I want him to have someone new.
I also want him to fuck me in the ass. Mother and Celeste take it up the ass regularly and like the variety. Celeste wanted to fuck me up the ass with her strap-on dildo. She seemed so disappointed when I told her no, but I'm saving that honor for my husband. David has a whole bunch of surprises in store for him. If only he-likes them as well as I hope, we're going to have loads of fun in the future.
David was waiting for her when she entered the terminal. She ran to him and threw herself into his arms.
"Welcome home, darling." He gave her a big kiss, oblivious to the crowd. "I missed you."
His public demonstration surprised her. He had never been so openly loving. "I missed you, too, darling," she said. "I'm famished!"
He gave her a funny look. What did food have to do with missing each other? "Didn't you eat on the plane?"
"It's only a one hour flight, darling. But I'm hungry for your nice big cock, not food," she said with a great big grin.
David heard a chuckle behind him. He looked over his shoulder, directly into the eyes of an elegantly dressed, attractive woman. Obviously, she heard Maggie's salacious comment. She smiled and winked. He shrugged and turned back to his mischievous wife.
"Damn, you really have broken out of your shell, haven't you? Well, you can't have it here."
The woman walked by and said quietly, "Sounds like you're in for a busy night. Better stop on the way home and get a dozen raw oysters."
Maggie giggled. "Did I say something wrong, darling? I was just being honest."
"Let's get your bag and get out of here."
"Yeah, this place is too crowded for me to take your lovely cock out and kiss it hello," deliberately being ornery, making no effort to keep her voice down.
"Damn, you're really feeling your oats, aren't you? What if someone else hears you carrying on that way?"
Maggie snorted. "Polite people don't eavesdrop on private conversations."
When they reached the baggage claim area, the woman who had overheard Maggie was already there. She gave Maggie a wink and said, "Go for it, girl! I hope he gives you all you can handle."
Maggie grinned. "Oh, he always does," she quipped.
David claimed Maggie's bag and hustled her out of the terminal before she started a riot. In the car, he hugged her and gave her another kiss.
"I really missed you, baby."
She ran her hand over the front of his pants. "Yeah, feels like you did. Didn't you take my advice and give it some exercise? If you did, it sure didn't hurt my welcome home."
His guilty look confirmed that he had given his cock some exercise. Well, that was all right. She had given her pussy some exercise, too. Even though it was with other women.
David pulled out of the parking space and drove toward the exit. She continued to rub his cock through his pants, making it thicken and stiffen. A sudden desire to touch his bare prick, she tugged his zipper down and stuck her hand in his pants.
"You're going to get us in trouble," he warned. "That woman in the booth is going to see what you're doing."
"So what?" She dug his cock out into the open and began to stroke it lovingly. "You don't really mind if another woman sees your gorgeous cock, do you? You let Sheila jack you off."
"You set me up," he muttered.
"And you loved it. You squirted so hard, I thought your cum was going to hit the ceiling."
"You're impossible."
"Not if you keep me well fucked," she quipped. "Keep me happy, and I'll give you anything you want."
David stopped at the booth and handed over the parking ticket and the money.
The woman looked at his cock and said, "Wow! Aren't you lucky?" She didn't specify who she meant.
Maggie couldn't help herself. She leaned over and planted a wet smooch on the head of his cock.
"And I have to work late tonight," the woman complained as she handed David his change.
David pulled into the street and said, "You imp, you're trying to get us arrested."
"I'm just playing with your cock, darling," she said innocently.
"You know what I'm talking about, you witch! You sure have changed. It takes some getting used to."
"Well, we'll never see those people again, darling. Even if we did, both of those women might like to join us for a little fun. Wouldn't you like that?"
Her voice had a hint of levity. He wished he knew women better so he could tell if she was kidding. He decided the safest course was not to reply. His silence didn't get him off the hook, however.
"Sooner or later, darling, we are going to talk more about that question and you have to give me a definite answer. For the time being, however, tilt the steering wheel out of the way."
"What are you up to now?" He tilted the wheel and watched her out of the corner of his eye.
She leaned over and rubbed the tip of his cock over her lips. She stroked his thickening shaft. . .moaned softly as his prick grew. . .curled her tongue around the head and let her desire take hold of her mind.
She kissed his prick gently, lovingly, then more compulsively. Holding a real live, pulsating prick felt so damn good! Her excited kisses trailed along the side of his prick as it continued to stiffen. He moaned and tightened his grip on the steering wheel.
She tongued the head of his cock lavishly, then let it slide between her lips. The slick, taut feel of the big knob against the soft inner flesh of her mouth made her moan louder. Her tongue washed his cockhead avidly as she cherished the sensation of again having a mouthful of cock meat.
She lowered her head slowly and felt the steering wheel graze her ear. The big cock cylinder stuffing her mouth quivered with increased vigor as she abruptly consumed it with one lunge. The tip of his cock hit the back of her throat. She swallowed, relaxed her throat, steadily opened her esophagus and took the whole length into her mouth. Her nose rested in his cock hair when she stopped swallowing.
David recalled the way Karen swallowed his whole cock and wondered how many men knew two women who could deep-throat them. It felt as if his wife wanted to devour him, one piece at a time, starting with his cock. Her mouth felt like pure bliss and he found it difficult to concentrate on his driving. He slowed and drove carefully.
Maggie began to pump her mouth up and down his shaft more fervently. Each time she reached the top of her stroke, her tongue swiped across the head of his cock. Again, he remembered the way Karen sucked his cock. Their style was so similar, he wondered if they went to the same school. Maggie gurgled happily as her head bounced up and down and she rapidly sucked him into a frenzy.
David experienced a wild, strange feeling. Strapped in behind the steering wheel and forced to pay attention to his driving, he could only hold on and ride out the storm in his loins. Maggie continually made a noise that sounded like a soft mantra. The sound tickled along her tongue and around the prick, urging him to cum, to fill her mouth. He saw no reason to resist.
He didn't know how he kept control of the car as his lower body humped up and down, driving his cock into his wife's face. He groaned loudly and released his hot sperm into her busy mouth. She gurgled and gulped and swallowed the sticky fluid as if sucking his essence from the very bottom of his core.
"Ooohhh, God!" he moaned. His whole body shook as his lovely wife gently sucked the last drop of cum from his deflating dong. "My God, woman, you almost wrecked us."
"No, I merely sucked you off, darling," she said sweetly. "You're driving the car."
"Aaahhh, that was good, baby. You were hungry."
"I still am. That was just a little appetizer. I want more, a lot more, when we get home."
"Aren't you lucky. I cancelled a meeting I had scheduled for late today so I could stay home with you. Did you enjoy your visit? How is Abigail?"
A great piece of ass! Wild enough to melt your shorts, darling. "Fine. She and Celeste are living together now."
"Well, they'll be good company for each other. Did they show you around? Did you see any interesting sights?"
How about my mother's hairy pussy and Celeste's nude pussy up close? I thought they were very interesting. "A few. Summer in the flatlands is so hot, we didn't get out much during the day." We sure got off at night, though!
"Do anything unusual?"
"Oh, I don't know. What can three women do that's unusual?" How about sucking pussy and fucking my mother and Celeste with a strap-on dildo? Or comparing clits and rubbing pussies and finger-fucking each other? Or mashing our tits together, squirming together in a pile of naked female flesh? Or sitting in a circle on the living room floor and jacking off for each other? Would you call any of that unusual, I wonder? If you had seen us wearing a big strap-on dildo, I think you would have thought that unusual. Do you have any idea how great I look with a cock, darling?
"Well, I can think of several things, but not when a woman visits her mother and aunt."
Oh, darling, if you only knew!
David pulled into their driveway. Maggie went in the house ahead of him and waited until he set her bag down. She snuggled into his arms and gave him a wet smooch, happy to feel his hard body against hers again.
"I love you, darling," she whispered. "It's good to be home again."
She turned away and walked into the living room. He followed her, turned her around and started unbuttoning her dress. She backed away from him and shook her head.
"Undress and sit down."
He cocked one eyebrow in question as he began to undress. "What gives?"
She unbuttoned her dress the rest of the way and shrugged it off her shoulders. "Did you take Karen to dinner?"
"No." He finished undressing, sat on the couch and watched her. "I asked her to dinner, but she offered to cook."
"A woman who knows what she wants and goes for it. What did she cook?"
"Stuffed chicken breast, wild rice pilaf and fresh asparagus with hollandaise sauce."
"Light, but nourishing. Did you take wine and flowers?"
"Wine. No flowers."
"Oh, darling, when a woman you want to fuck invites you for dinner, the least you can do is take flowers. I'll call the florist tomorrow and have them send her a dozen roses. Is she a good piece of ass?"
He shook his head, unable to understand her line of questioning, afraid she had some ulterior purpose in mind. "Come here," he said, patting the couch.
"No," she said firmly. "Answer me. I want to know if Karen is a good piece of ass."
"Maggie, darling, this isn't going to get us anywhere." He got up and reached for her, aching to get between her lovely thighs. "I want you."
"Sit down," she snapped. "I want an answer. Did you fuck her?"