Chapter 15
Surprisingly enough, life continued pretty much as usual. Peg did start coming home a bit earlier more often. The only time she mentioned my outside activities with our neighbors was when we were having sex.
My business continued to grow with very little advertising. Word of mouth is a very powerful tool. One happy customer tells a few friends, they tell a few friends and so on. Each and every day was filled with a new and challenging project. I had to hire someone part-time to answer the phone and take care of the books. And I was given the opportunity to use some of my architectural training from college to design some very imagine decks.
I can't remember being so content both with my work and my marriage. Besides that, I had all the pussy I could handle!
As summer dwindled to a close, we decided to have a neighborhood cookout in a little area we called the park. It was really just a small, grassy, undeveloped lot in the middle of the development, with a few picnic tables and some swings. Until recently, the husbands took turns cutting the grass. Since I had more time on my hands than most, I'd been doing it all lately.
Everyone began gathering in mid-afternoon, bringing grills, coolers of cold beer and baskets laden with food. As more and more people arrived, the smell of charcoal filled the air. A dozen different conversations buzzed. Someone turned on a radio. I was friendly to everyone, but mostly I tended steaks and burgers and watched. Seeing the women I'd been fucking with their husbands kind of excited me.
Peg came up behind me, slid her arms around my chest and pressed her cheek against my back. "Does it turn you on?" Peg asked quietly.
"What? Seeing Karen and Toni here with their husbands?" I asked in a hushed voice.
"And Liz and Brenda."
"Yes."
"Where's Polly?" she asked.
"Her husband is out of town. She said she didn't feel right showing up alone," I explained.
"Or maybe she couldn't handle seeing you with your wife," Peg suggested.
I chuckled. "Maybe. What about you? Does it turn you on to know I've been with all these women?"
"You bet," she whispered, gave me a little squeeze and stepped away.
Moments later, I wandered toward the tables where Peg and Toni were talking. The blonde was showing my wife how to stretch her calves and then her hamstrings. With one leg stretched out in front, Toni leaned forward, her pretty ass jutting in the other direction.
"Bend from the hip, not the waist," Toni was saying.
"I see," Peg said.
She had been watching closely, but when she saw me approaching Toni. from behind, she grinned at me. Were her nipples getting hard, or was that just my imagination?
Karen and Brian were sitting together at the end of the next table. She looked incredibly beautiful in a white tank top and white shorts. Brian waved when he saw me and motioned for me to join them. As I moved in that direction, I passed Brenda's husband, Ken.
"Hey, man, congratulations on the new business. I hear it's going great," Ken said, shaking my hand. He had a firm grip and the smile on his face was genuine.
"Thanks," I said with a smile. "Yeah, I've been real lucky."
"No, you do good work," he said, and there was no doubt that he meant what he said. "I've seen the Jacuzzi you put in for Angie and Walter."
I didn't know what to say. "Thanks."
"We've been thinking about adding a deck to our place. Maybe I'll give you a call in the next few weeks."
"Do that. I'll give you a good deal," I told him.
Just then, Brenda called his name and he hurried in her direction.
I caught Brenda's eye and smiled at her. She waved, just a little wiggle of her fingers. Then Liz and Michael strolled up to her and her whole expression changed. Neither of the men seemed to notice, but it was obvious Brenda and Liz had the hots for each other. That's when I began to wonder if maybe they were swapping. The thought intrigued me.
It was almost dark when we began clearing the tables. Couples gathered around a small fire we had built, talking and laughing. The scene was tranquil, heartwarming.
"If you'll help me take this cooler to the house, I'll bring back some marshmallows." It was Toni and the look on her face said much, much more than her words. Marshmallows was the last thing she had on her mind.
I searched the crowd and found Jeff deep in conversation with two or three other guys. Peg was talking to Angie.
"I'd be happy to help," I said as I took the cooler from her.
Toni's house was about two blocks up from the park and neither of us said anything as we walked in that direction. The streetlights came on one by one, illuminating our path. She trotted ahead of me, unlocked the door and led the way inside.
Toni didn't bother to turn on any lights.
I placed the cooler on the floor next to what I imagined was the refrigerator. In the darkness, I could see the shape of a small table. I could hear Toni's breathing and the whisper of clothing being removed.
She caught one of my hands in hers and guided it to her bare breast. Her stiff nipple stabbed my palm. "I'm so hot for you," she whispered. "I can't wait another second."
I pulled her into my arms and we kissed. With my hands, I discovered that she had taken off all of her clothes. I caressed her bare flesh, kneading and massaging, and she moaned into my mouth, wiggling closer.
"My pussy is boiling over," she groaned. "Touch it."
Running my hands up her inner thighs, I eased them apart slightly. I covered her mound with one hand. Her hairs were wet, her lips swollen with excitement. She gasped when I worked a finger up in between and found her erect clit.
"Oh, Lucas," she hissed.
Spreading her legs even further apart and squatting slightly, she tried to capture my elusive finger. I gave her just the tip only briefly. Her oils flowed that much faster, coating it. Then I transferred that wetness back to her clit. Her quick intake of breath, a little gasp of pleasure, reached my ears.
My dick had been growing in length and girth since I heard her taking off her clothes. Just the thought of that nakedly perfect body so close to mine was enough to drive me crazy. Inhaling her woman-scent and hearing her urgent whispers through the darkness only added to the heat of the moment. Now, my cock was throbbing, straining against the front of my slacks.
"Please, we don't have much time," she whispered.
The sound of frustration filled her voice. She held my wrist with both hands and tried to force my fingers inside of her.
"At least make me cum with your fingers."
The thought of her husband being right down the block, maybe even heading in this direction in search of us, excited me. Pre-cum bubbled onto my knob, wetting my shorts. I pushed two fingers deep into her body and listened to her gasp of pleasure.
"Yeah," she groaned, working her hips in a little circle against my hand. "Yeah."
Soon, I was churning her juices to a froth with my fingers. I rammed my tongue into her hot mouth with the same rhythm and she sucked it hard. I rocked her clit with my palm. Our ragged breathing filled the room and mingled with the wet sound of my fingers sliding in and out of her sloppy cunt. Just when I thought she was ready to climax, I licked my way down her chest and captured one sweaty nipple between my lips.
"Oh!" she whimpered.
The tremors began deep inside of her, a quick little flutter at first. And then her climax hit full force. She bucked and gyrated wildly, groaning in release. Her pussy clamped down on my fingers, sucking and squeezing at the same time.
I stayed right with her, but my thoughts raced. I imagined that hot, tight cunt pulsing around my dick. I imagined her legs wrapped around my ass, her body taking everything I gave her and asking for more. To keep from shooting in my pants, I squeezed my cock hard through my pants.
"Make me cum again," she moaned, almost before she recovered from the first one. "Use your tongue. God, I can't get enough of you."
"What if Jeff comes looking for us?" I asked as we sank to the linoleum floor.
"I don't care," she moaned, clinging to me, pulling me down on top of her.
Kneeling between her widespread legs, I ran my hands all over her as I'd done before. Every muscle in her body was taut and firm, yet she still felt as womanly as Polly or Karen. I kissed and licked my way down her sweaty stomach to her dripping-wet pussy. The lips were still swollen, her clit as large as before.
"Maybe Jeff would join in," she said softly.
I swirled my tongue through her hairs, noisily lapping up the clear droplets of juices clinging to them. My eyes had become accustomed to the darkness by this time. I was beginning to see more shapes and shadows, but that was all.
"Would you like that?" I asked. Holding her lips apart with my thumbs, I blew on them.
In response to both my question and my actions, she shuddered and a fresh flood of juices poured out, coating my thumbs.
"Then you'd have two big dicks to enjoy," I suggested.
"And two tongues," she moaned, placing a hand on my head.
With a little chuckle, I curled my tongue into a point and worked it up and down her slit as I'd done a hundred times before. I knew exactly when to touch her clit and how. I knew when she wanted my thick oral muscle in her ass-hole. And I knew when she wanted it in her pussy. She let me know that in no uncertain terms.
I slid my hands up under her ass and literally pulled her onto my outstretched tongue. Then I began working it in and out, bumping her clit with my nose. God, she tasted good! I wanted to dive in head-first and wiggle my ears.
"Oh, God!" she groaned.
Toni tangled her fingers in my hair and humped my face, her grunts of pleasure filling the dark room. I worked a finger into her rectum and wiggled it around in a little circle. Her hips worked even faster, rocking back and forth between my tongue and my finger.
That's when I heard someone at the door.
I lifted my head, listening intently. It took Toni a few seconds longer, but when the doorknob rattled again, she froze. Neither of us moved or even dared to breathe.
There was a click and the door eased open, a dark shape silhouetted for a moment by the streetlights outside. Then the door was closed again and someone stepped into the room.
Both Toni and I remained perfectly still. My heart was pounding so hard, I was sure our visitor could hear it. It was as if talking about Jeff had made him appear. The dark shape, unaccustomed to the total darkness, took a few steps toward us.
"Toni? Lucas?"
The whisper was hoarse and someone was feeling along the wall, looking for a light switch. I couldn't place the voice.
"It's me, Karen."
Toni let out a long breath. I all but fainted with relief.
She flipped the switch and light flooded the kitchen. The three of us stared at each other for a few seconds. And then Karen began to smile.
"You should see yourselves," she said.
Trying to imagine what we must look like, I ran my tongue over my lips, which were covered with Toni's oils. Toni was sprawled out in the middle of her kitchen floor, completely naked, legs spread wide. My face was wet and probably covered with curly blonde hairs.
"I know that two's company.. . " Karen began.
Toni cut her off and for the first time, I realized she was smiling, too. "And three is just plain fun."
Looking down, I saw her lewdly exposed pussy pulse. A flood of juices poured out, sliding down her crack. She humped the air slowly. "I think that means you're welcome to join in," I said, my voice husky.
"Good, because it looks like you need some attention, too," she said, nodding at my bulging crotch.
My erection had returned full force. In fact, I think it was even bigger than before, painfully hard.
"Let's go in the living room," Toni whispered. "We'll be more comfortable there."
The three of us stood up. "And lock the door this time," I suggested.
Karen laughed and led the way into the living room. Once there, she tugged at my zipper, easing it down and then pushing my clothes down out of the way. My dick leaped free, already throbbing. Several droplets of pre-cum decorated my knob.
I sank to the carpeted floor next to the sofa and sighed as she curled her fingers around my prong. Karen pumped me until more pre-cum appeared and then she leaned forward and licked it off, moaning at the taste. I gasped and shivered all over when she raked the tip of her tongue across my nerve bundle.
Before I had much time to think about that, though, she dropped her head lower and bathed my balls in warm spit. Then she sucked on them gently.
"Wait on me," Toni said.
She hurried across the room and positioned herself on the sofa, so that her pussy was right in front of my face. Spreading her legs wide, she placed a hand on my head, guiding my tongue to her gaping hole. Her excitement had returned full force, just as mine had.
Her swollen clit throbbed and the tiny mouth of her cunt twitched in anticipation.
Just as I pushed my tongue inside of her, Karen swallowed more than half of my dick. I moaned, thrilled at the way Toni's pussy sucked on my tongue while Karen began sliding her hot lips up and down my dick. It was just as useless for me to try to control the instinctive upward thrust as it was for Toni to try to sit still.
"Make.. .me.. .cum!" Toni grunted.
Each word was separated by a little shudder of pleasure, a mini-cum. With both hands on my head, she ground her pussy against my mouth. I felt as if I was drowning in her juices. What a way to go!
Karen sucked hard and then swirled her tongue around me lazily. Her long hair brushed my thighs, feeling like silken fingers. Her hands found my balls, kneading them tenderly as if coaxing the cum up into my shaft. It wouldn't take much to accomplish that, not with Toni squirming around on the end of my tongue.
I eased my tongue out of Toni's pussy and rubbed her clit with my fingers. This allowed me to glance down at Karen. She had her eyes closed and her head bobbed steadily, obviously enjoying every minute of this oral episode.
And then Toni was cumming. Grabbing my head with both hands, she forced my tongue into her cunt again. It was already pulsing, fluttering, and her oils poured. To add to her pleasure, I worked a finger into her ass-hole.
Karen knew I was ready to explode. Gushers of pre-cum coated her tongue, one after the other, each one thicker than the one before. She sucked hard, her head bobbed faster.
My control slipped away quickly. I fucked Karen's mouth none too gently. When the first thick stream jetted from the end of my dick, I moaned into Toni's muff. I was vaguely aware of Karen swallowing noisily. She continued to suck me even as my spurting turned into a dribble. And then she settled for milking the last drops onto her tongue with her hand.
Toni had recovered somewhat by this time. She watched Karen closely.
"Ever sucked pussy?" she asked.
Karen licked her lips and looked from me to Toni and back again. "No."
"Well, there's a first time for everything," she replied.
Reluctantly, I left the two women alone and went into the bathroom to wash my face. Surely, Peg was beginning to wonder what had happened to me. And I had a feeling Jeff was going to come looking for his wife soon. He would be happy to find Karen and her together like this.
I stepped out of the back door and started down the street. The small fire was still going in the park, but only a few people stood around it.