Chapter 10
Wendy's life had taken on a decidedly sexual flavor. It had all started with Jim, and her fondness for her office partner and sometimes lover hadn't diminished one bit. But as much as she wanted it, they just were not able to work in another of their lunchtime "quickies."
But one evening, just before going home, Wendy found a note on her desk. And a videotape. She picked it up and read it.
"Sarenna and I like this," the note said. "Why don't you and Jim give it a try?"
She looked at the tape and frowned. Confessions of a Young American Housewife. It had a sexy-looking picture on the case.
It was a sexy tape. A lot of nudity and some fucking going on, but nothing as graphic as some of the tapes Jim occasionally rented. The plot was about two couples who were the best of friends-and into swapping. Jim enjoyed it much more than she did. "Let's see it again," he said with a grin while he was rewinding it.
She watched him curiously during the second showing. What fascinated him so? The women were sexy-but not that sexy. Was it the situation...wife-swapping?
Suddenly, she grinned. Oh, God, Jim, she said to herself. What a sneak you are!
"Jim said that his was one of his and Sarenna's favorites," she told Larry as they ended the second showing.
"Sarenna? Have I met her?"
"The Christmas party. You remember the little blonde-"
His eyes widened. "You mean the one who wore that tight top?"
Wendy nodded. "I think maybe they're into this," she said, nodding toward the tape that he was replacing in its box.
"Videos?"
"No, swapping."
She watched his puzzled expression slowly turn into a sly grin. "You really think so?"
She smiled. "Would you like to invite them over Friday night?"
His jaw dropped as he mulled the idea over in his mind.
She laughed and leaned forward to kiss his cheek. "Think about it," she whispered. "I'm going to get ready for bed."
She knew Larry would want to fuck her. He always did after watching an arousing movie. She decided to make the most of it. It would be a chance to repay him for the liberties she had been taking that he knew nothing about.
In the bedroom, she quickly stripped down to the buff. She searched in the back of her closet and found a black lace peignoir than had been a favorite of his during the early part of their marriage. Erotic memories returned as she felt the soft lace slide into place over her bare skin. She slipped her feet into a pair of black pumps, then sat before her dressing table to touch up her make-up-just a hint of rouge to accent her cheeks...a slash of bold, red lipstick to outline her mouth.
He gasped audibly when he came into the room and saw her sexy form silhouetted through the lacy black material by the soft light of the bedside lamp.
"God, honey, the sight of you sure gives me the hots," he said, grinning as he sat on the bed to take off his shoes.
She smiled. "It's that movie."
"Naw, honey, you're sexier than any of those babes in that flick."
She turned on her chair and watched him as he removed his clothes. Although he was not quite as husky as Jim, he had a handsomely masculine body. He turned away from her to take away his shorts and allowed her eyes to scan his smooth, white back. They settled on the deep hollows of his flanks that dimpled his firm ass cheeks.
When he turned, her gaze trailed over a thick matting of hair that was vividly black against his white skin. It grew into a bush around his loosely hanging cock. It wasn't as big as Jim's, but she had never thought it small. The white shaft curved at its root and hung straight downward over a pair of testicles that stretched into a double-lobed hairy sac and lay against his legs, cushioning the head of his cock.
Her skin tingled, and a flush came to her cheeks. Standing naked, he held out his hands to her and she rose and moved into his arms.
His kiss made her legs weak. He clutched her buttocks and she slid a hand between their bodies to take hold of his cock. It was soft and supple, filling as she played it with her fingers until it was strong enough that she could stroke it. Her passion flared as she felt the loose skin slide up and down its stout length. She imagined it spouting white cream, like Jim's had, and splattering her tits and her face.
He grunted and pulled away from her. She continued to hold and stroke his penis as it stretched between them.
"Is this big guy ready to go?" she asked.
Larry shook his head. "Not just yet."
She purred appreciatively. Ordinarily, he was in such a hurry.
"Take the nightie off," he said, reaching for her peignoir.
"Sure, lover," she said agreeably, releasing his cock. She wriggled as she slid out of the flimsy gown and Larry's eyes narrowed as he watched her tits wobble from side to side.
"You're bigger than those fuck film stars," he told her.
She lifted her tits toward him, showing off. "Do you really think so?"
"Yeah. If you went to Hollywood, you probably could get into the films."
She rubbed her thumbs over her nipples to make the spikes hard.
"Wouldn't you mind?"
"How much do you suppose they pay?"
His response shocked her. "You mean you'd let other guys fuck me? For money?"
He eyed her pussy and grinned. "Hey, you can't hardly wear it out."
Anger flashed in her eyes for a second, then faded. She grinned provocatively. "What if they let you fuck some of the girls?"
He thought about that, then nodded. "I suppose that would be fair. You fuck a few; I fuck a few."
"So...you would swap me...like in that movie we just watched."
"Well, not just for anyone-"
"How about a certain cute little blonde who-likes to wear tight tops that show off her nipples?" she teased.
He shook his head in bemusement. "I can't believe it. Why would a guy swap when he has a chick like that to bed?"
"Maybe he-likes big tits," she suggested.
He looked at her tits and shrugged. "Tits ain't everything."
She rubbed her pussy provocatively. "Would you care to elaborate on that?" she asked, lying down on the bed.
"I'm not quite ready yet." Reaching down, he started whipping his dick in his fist.
"Have a snack while you're waiting," she said, raising her knees and opening her legs wide.
"Yeah, why not?"
Larry's hand dropped away from his cock. It was half-hard now, and climbing on its own. Staring at her pussy, he climbed on the bed and immediately shoved his face between her thighs. His lightly whiskered cheeks rubbed against the delicate skin at the tops of her thighs. And then his nose was nuzzling the soft curls at the base of her belly.
Her legs quivered as she felt his warm breath bathe her pussy. The shudders intensified when his tongue probed between her cunt lips. She wondered if it was really her pussy that he was eating, or was he imagining that his tongue was in one of the pussies he had seen in the film. Or maybe even in Sarenna's pussy, Jim's wife.
No matter, the wet tongue fluttering between her hairy lips was sending thrills running through her body. He licked and sucked as her juices started flowing, then he moved his tongue up to lap at her clit. Her teeth chattered, then clenched as he pulled the sensitive nubbin between his lips and started sucking on it. Almost immediately, her body made an involuntary jerk. She let out a cry of excitement as a climax exploded in her frenzied loins.
Recovering, she rolled him onto his back and slid down his body.
"Let me suck your handsome cock, honey," she purred softly while she brought it to ramrod hardness with her hand.
"Yeah, baby," he whispered as he watched her settle into position between his legs.
Wendy saw a crystal drop of sex juice ooze from the slit in the swollen head of his cock. She gripped the massive shaft tightly and slowly lowered her mouth to it. Larry threw back his head in a groan, his eyes squeezing shut, as he felt his cock slide into her mouth.
"Oh, yeah, baby!"
Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked on the sensitive prick tip, and the soft inner walls of her mouth caressed its length. Her head started bobbing up and down.
"Oh, yeah, Wendy! Yeah! Suck my cock! Suck it good."
His groans of pleasure encouraged her, and she slid a hand down to squeeze his balls as his shaft slipped deeper into her mouth. Soon, her nose was wiggling in the matted hairy mesh at its base.
Her nostrils twitched, and a low, appreciative hum rose from deep in her throat.
Larry's balls tightened. "Oh, yes, baby! Yes!"
His hips pushed upward, pumping and grinding into her face. He found her head with his hand and twined his fingers in her hair, holding her head in position for his throat-filling cock thrusts. Each slide of her tight lips along the length of his cock resulted in another grimace of pained ecstasy.
"Oh, God, Wendy! That's good! That's the best yet! Where did you learn that, darling? God! We're going to have to get some more of those damn movies! Oh, shit, here I go-Ahhh-"
A massive load of cum suddenly flooded Wendy's mouth.
She gulped and clutched his hips as they arched up off the bed. The thick fluid swirled into her throat. The taste recalled the excitement of the early days of their marriage. Wendy felt like a young bride again-more, she felt like a young woman whose body was just being awakened to the thrill of sex. Heat flared in her belly, and she tingled all over.
When the gulping was over and she had sucked down every last drop of cum she could milk from his cock, she let his limp prick slip from her mouth and looked across his supine, naked body with a warm smile.
"That was good, honey," she purred. "I've missed that."
Larry stretched his arms out to her and she slid up to cuddle against his body. "So have I, darling. What's happened to us?"
It was an honest question, with so many answers. What was it that made a marriage grow stale? What caused the excitement to fade? Was it when the little mysteries became familiarities? And what could renew the excitement? Could a little taste of something foreign, something exotic, rekindle a dying fire? Perhaps it could, if a spark remained.
He wrapped his arms around her and pressed their lips together. The kiss started sweetly, a token of his gratitude for the pleasure she had given him, but it quickly became frenzied when she sucked hungrily at his mouth.
"Oh, God, honey, oh, God," he groaned, his mouth sliding down her body.
"Yes, yes," she breathed, feeling his lips brush across the top of her breasts. His tongue made the quivering flesh wet, and she gasped when he drew one taut nipple into his mouth.
Larry sucked gently, nursing on her right breast and then her left. Her nipples became sharp spikes, alive with feeling. While his mouth feasted on her tit flesh, his fingers moved into the hairy maw between her legs and toyed with her pussy. She squirmed, trying to pull the probing digits farther into her body.
"Fuck me," she begged, reaching to grasp his re-hardened cock.
Larry angled over her as she guided his shaft to her throbbing split. She held her breath as he lowered his hips to hers. His hardness eased open the portal, then he shoved deep into her in one hard lunge.
"Oh, Larry-Larry, my love! Yes! Fuck me! Yes! Yes!"
She rolled, forming a cradle for him with her hips, and wound her long, shapely legs around his.
Wendy felt the hard head of his cock push through her insides. She was lubricated and slippery, and the friction was slight-just enough to keep the tingles running up and down her spine. The mouth of her cunt was stretched wide each time he pressed fully into her. At the end of each thrust, his hairy groin rubbed against her clit, intensifying the thrill. Cupping her hands gently around his hips, she savored the feel of his flexing muscles while his cock pumped steadily in and out of her. Her tummy muscles began to tighten rhythmically.
"Oh, yes, darling," she moaned. "Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me."
Larry's head was spinning; he was lost in a world of excitement. Her hot, wet cunt gripped his cock like a glove, and the delicate pulsing of her inner muscles around his stretched length sent a chill through him that tightened his balls. He slowed his pumping action to prolong the experience, aware that the slightest change in tempo was liable to set off the chain reaction that would sweep them both into ecstasy.
"Wendy, baby," he groaned huskily, "I love you."
"Oh, yes!" she whimpered. "And I love you, too-more than anybody else!"
His hips then became a blur.
Wendy gulped and held her breath.
His hips rammed into hers and his cock began to make a stiff jerk inside her.
Her cunt convulsed and a wave of ecstasy rocked her body.
He groaned loudly as he flooded her cunt with his cum.
She wailed and arched upward, their bodies jerking together, his cock strokes weakening as the last drops of cream oozed from the tip of his prick inside her.
They clung together in bliss, their bodies slowly collapsing in exhaustion. Lying in each other's arms, they kissed and ran their hands over each other's body. His finger slipped into her cunt and drew out excess cum to spread over her still-throbbing pussy lips.
She was surprised; he didn't usually linger this long. And when she reached down and found that his dick was hardening again, she was even more surprised. Pleasantly surprised.
She felt his slick fingers push further between her legs. One finger touched the puckered bud of her ass-hole.
"Ohhh!"
"I-I'm sorry."
"Oh, no-that's all right." She wiggled backward against the ass-teasing finger, and its tip popped into her rectum.
"Y-you don't mind?"
"Mind?" She chuckled. "Honey, I love it! But I never realized you were interested in my butt."
But it was evident that he was-his finger had begun stroking in and out of her tight ass-hole.
"I...never thought-"
She cut his words short by rolling onto her belly. "Go ahead, honey," she crooned. "Butt-fuck me."
Larry's jaw dropped, and he stared at his wife's ass, which was now raised in the air. With her legs spread, her ass cheeks split far enough for him to see the puckered anal orifice that peeked from between them like a delicate brown blossom.
It looked like it was winking at him.
His dick stiffened. God, that would be tight, he thought, remembering the feel of the tight sphincter clutching his finger.
With that thought spurring him on, Larry wrapped his hand around his drooling cock and shuffled into position behind his wife's butt. He gently pressed the hard head of his cock to her dimpled ass-hole. His prick was well-greased, still dripping with slick juices from their fuck. Holding his breath, he worked the tip into the tight hole. It began to spread, and soon he had an inch of prick wedged into his wife's pretty butt. Her bottom rolled, and another inch disappeared. Then, with a grunt, he shoved his prick fully into her rectum.
She let out a screech, then moaned, "Yes, honey! You're in! Fuck me! Fuck my ass!"
She bent over farther, resting her head on her arm, and he went to work. With each stroke, his cock slid more easily in and out of her ass. Larry showed her no mercy. He gripped her hips as he pushed inward, trying to force his cockhead all the way to her gut. She groaned encouragement, and his butt-pounding became harder and faster.
While his hips smacked against her ass cheeks and his balls swung between her legs to slap her swollen pussylips, she reached up and fluttered her fingers across her clit.
"Oh, baby! You're so tight! Oh, God!" he groaned, watching as the purplish length of his cock slide in and out between the white rounds of her ass.
Wendy thrilled to the feel of the hard shaft pounding in and out of her rectum. Her tummy muscles began to tighten. Her fingers flew faster on her clit and rubbed harder. She wanted desperately to climax along with her husband. "Fuck me, Larry. Fuck me, darling," she moaned softly. "Cum. Cum in your wife's ass."
Suddenly, he let out a growl and slammed his hips against her butt cheeks. The head of his cock began to swell deep in her bowels. Filling with elation, she twisted her ass around him. And then his hot, thick cum was splashing into her.
The heat of Larry's climax triggered her own. Her spirit soaring, Wendy ground her ass around his jerking hips. The muscles of her belly and her cunt clenched, then relaxed, squeezing juices from an imaginary cock.
"Oh, fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" he gasped, squirting sperm with each stroke he made in her ass. "I'm cumming in your butt, honey! I'm fucking your ass!"
Their bodies sank slowly to the bed, his prick still locked in her bottom. When they finally pulled apart, she rolled over and they embraced once again to share the warm pulsing of their bodies that was slow to subside.
She gave him a gentle, tender kiss. "I love you, darling," she whispered.
"And I love you, baby. You're the greatest."