Chapter 2
"Lucas, I'm home."
At the sound of Peg's voice, I put down the book I'd been reading on my lap, hoping to hide my erection as long as possible. "I'm in the bedroom."
She came into the room, bent over and kissed my forehead. "How are you feeling?"
"Good," I answered. Her perfume teased my nose and I caught a glimpse of cleavage. "How was your day?"
"Crazy as always," she said with a little smile. Kicking off her shoes, she removed her jacket and started unbuttoning her blouse. "I'll get dinner ready as soon as I change."
"Peg," I began, trying to keep my voice calm, "Remember how you used to strip for me?"
She froze. "Yes."
"Do it now."
"My, my, you must be feeling better," she said as she moved toward the foot of the bed. Her green eyes were twinkling and she swayed back and forth slightly while toying with that same button.
In response, I pushed the book off of my lap. My cock throbbed against the front of my shorts, the knob peeping up out of the waistband.
"Ummmm," she said with a wink, and licked her lips hungrily.
At long last, Peg continued unbuttoning her blouse. She held it closed until the last minute and then pulled it open. I caught only a glimpse of the full, lacy cups of her bra before she turned her back to me. Looking over her shoulder, she gave me that same, teasing wink.
I took a deep breath, gave my cock a promising squeeze and settled back to watch the show.
Peg removed her blouse completely and turned to face me again with both hands over her breasts. Reaching behind, she unbuttoned her skirt and let it slide slowly down her hips. The thin bra she wore only enhanced her big nipples. Her slip followed, landing in a silken puddle around her ankles.
I watched every smooth, graceful movement as she peeled her pantyhose down her long legs. She placed one foot on the edge of the bed and peeled the sheer fabric off of her dainty feet and ankles. That left her wearing only her skimpy panties and matching bra.
"Do you want to see more?" she asked, slipping both hands between her slender thighs.
"Of course," I croaked. "I want to see it all, baby."
My wife chuckled softly, but I knew she was as turned on I was. She turned her back to me again, wiggling her panty-covered ass in my direction as she unhooked her bra. I watched her work the straps off her shoulders and then toss the garment aside, knowing that when she turned around again, her luscious breasts would be bared to my gaze.
Then, suddenly, I realized I could see her reflection in the mirror over the dresser. She knew it, too, and pulled at her nipples playfully to make them even stiffer than they already were. Moaning, softly, she ran her hands down her hips, over her ass, and then back up her inner thighs. She squeezed her mound hard.
"Show me that pretty pussy," I said, trying not to sound too urgent. At the same time, I pulled my shorts down to my knees, freeing my aching cock. The tip was already wet with excitement.
Peg smiled into the mirror, hooked her thumb in the sides of her panties and pulled them slowly downward. The first thing I saw was her naked ass, milky white and perfectly shaped. Then my gaze strayed to the mirror again, where her triangle of dark curls was clearly visible.
"You like looking at my pussy, don't you?" she said, still looking in the mirror.
"You've got the prettiest one in town," I told her.
She bent forward slightly and parted her legs, giving me a only a teasing glimpse of pink lips surrounded by dark hair. Then she squeezed her ass again, pulling the cheeks wide, exposing herself to me lewdly. I had a startling flashback to when I had fantasized about seeing Toni like that. In the mirror, her breasts swung back and forth slowly. My dick began to throb.
I waited until my wife dipped a finger into her pussy and pulled it out. It was wet and I caught a whiff of her musky scent.
"Show me your clit," I whispered hoarsely.
Peg stood up straight, squatted slightly. Using her fingers, she parted her furry patch. In the mirror, I could see her erect clit and the glistening pink inner lips of her cunt. Watching herself in the mirror, she licked the finger that had been inside of her moments before and used that to rub her clit gently.
She gasped.
I moaned softly.
"Sometimes, I like to watch myself cum," she whispered, fondling her breast with one hand.
Surprise kept me from saying a word. I had no idea that Peg masturbated and I certainly never dreamed that she watched herself.
My wife rubbed her clit a few moments longer and then slid the finger deep into her pussy.
It was a thrill watching her in the mirror. Her eyes glazed over with lust. She ran the tip of her tongue over her lips seductively. To my surprise, she moved even closer to the mirror and kissed her reflection.
"But right now, I really need your tongue," she said, as if coming to a sudden decision.
Abruptly, she pulled the finger from her cunt and turned around. It was all I could do to keep my hands off of myself as she stepped up on the bed and walked toward me. When she was standing over my chest, she squatted slowly, spreading her thighs outward. Now, I was staring right into the wet mouth of her cunt. It was pulsing slowly and her clit had begun to throb.
"I know you want to taste it," she purred in a husky, throaty voice.
In answer, I slid my hands over her ass and pulled her toward my mouth. Clear juices clung to the hairs surrounding her honey hole. I inhaled deeply, wanting to savor every aspect of her sex.
"I can feel your hot breath," she whispered, shuddering slightly.
I teased her for another few moments, running my nose through her bush. And then I stuck out my tongue and wiggled the tip against her clit.
"Don't tease me, Lucas," she gasped, and shuddered again. "I need to feel your tongue."
Parting her slippery wet lips with both hands, I pressed the tip of my tongue against her liquid center. The tiny hole pulsed and a fresh flood of those familiar sweet/tangy juices poured into my mouth. She tasted wonderful as always and I pushed my tongue deeper, eager for more.
"Oh, Lucas," she whimpered. "Oh, God, that feels so good." Her hips began to rock rhythmically. "Don't stop."
By this time, I was flicking my tongue in and out, thrusting it deep and then working the end back up over her clit. I had no intention of stopping.
And then suddenly, to my surprise, Toni flitted through my thoughts. In my mind's eye, I could see our beautiful blonde neighbor smiling down at me as she squatted over my face, offering herself to me freely. Her hairs would be a damp, tangled mess, her clit huge, her lips swollen and wet. I imagined how she would taste and my dick jerked.
"Cumming!"
It was Peg's guttural sound of release, but it was Toni squirming around on the end of my tongue like a fish on a hook. I drove my tongue as deep into her steamy slot as I could and rubbed her clit furiously. At the same time, I worked a finger into her hot ass-hole. I knew that would heighten my wife's pleasure, prolong her orgasm. Her pussy continued to pulse and flutter around my tongue.
At last, she lifted herself off of my face and collapsed on the bed beside me. Thoughts of Toni disappeared as I watched Peg's sweaty breasts rise and fall with her ragged breathing. Giving both of us a little time to calm down, I fondled her fleshy globes. She began kissing me, moaning at the taste of herself on my lips, and her legs parted readily for my exploring fingers.
"You must be feeling better," she whispered.
Wrapping her warm hands around my prong, she stroked it slowly.
"And just as soon as I'm inside of that sweet pussy of yours, I'm going to feel much better," I told my wife.
She laughed softly and kissed me again. "Anyway you want it, big boy."
"I want it any way I can get it," I told her.
Peg was already crawling on top of me again. This time, she held my cock steady by the base and squatted over my lower body. Her wet pussy hovered just over the end of my dick. A thin stream of her oils drooled out of her splayed cunt, dripping down onto me. I could feel the heat of her body before she even touched me. Both of us gasped when the head was tucked neatly inside.
"You always feel so good inside of me," she moaned.
Instead of answering, I thrust upward gently, urging her to take me deeper. Peg slid an inch or so lower and stroked my cockhead with her talented inner muscles. That only made me want more. I humped upward again.
She groaned as she continued to slide downward, not stopping until I was buried to the hilt.
I lost all touch with reality for a few moments as my cock was sheathed in hot, wet pulsing velvet. When I forced myself back to earth, my wife had leaned forward and was kissing me tenderly. Her tongue darted into my mouth and I sucked it briefly. Then I gave her mine and groaned because her pussy was squeezing my dick at the same time.
We came up for air and Peg dangled her nipples in front of my face, offering me first one and then the other. I licked the tiny buds until they gleamed wetly. And all the while, my hands were moving, kneading the firm muscles of her ass and thighs.
At last, she began moving. Lifting herself off of me, she teased both of us for a few seconds and then sank down onto me again.
"God, Lucas, your dick is so big!" she gasped.
Again, my thoughts strayed. I closed my eyes. Now Liz was riding me up and down, up and down, her body moving faster by the minute. Her tiny breasts did not bounce or jiggle and her long legs were squeezing my hips forcefully.
Little grunts of pleasure filled the room, but it was Liz's snug pussy that squeezed me tighter and tighter. She was so hot inside, I felt like my dick was going to melt. Her juices boiled out, sliding down my cock and balls. And then I began having an imaginary conversation in my head.
"And you thought another pussy was the only way you could cheat," I said as I began bucking upward to meet her strokes.
"Not even the dildo can make me feel like this," she whimpered.
"Don't kid me," I told her. "You want that dildo up your ass-hole at the same time."
"God, yes, Lucas. I want it! I need it!"
At first, I thought that was Liz answering me in my daydream, but it was Peg. It wasn't Liz's pussy that had begun to pulse either; it was my wife's.
"Fuck me, baby," she howled as she rode me faster and faster.
I grabbed her ass with both hands and pulled her down against me. At the same time, I thrust upward, feeling that familiar tug behind my balls. If I didn't stop soon, I was going to lose what little control I had.
"Lucas," Peg hissed. The moment her climax hit, she slammed her body against mine.
It was too late to stop. With a growl, I exploded deep inside of her, spraying her pussy with the entire contents of my balls. That sent her to an even higher level of excitement. She began moving up and down again, milking me with her pussy.
When our eyes met again, she was drenched in sweat and gasping for breath. I was still hard!
"I hope you can stand a little more of this," I told her, thrusting upward gently.
Peg was obviously pleasantly surprised. She slipped off of me and sat there for a moment, gazing at my sex-slick cock jutting proudly toward the ceiling. The knob was a bright red and I felt as if I hadn't climaxed in hours instead of moments. When she stroked it with her fingers, it began to throb. And when she began licking me, I could do nothing but lie there and groan.
Closing my eyes, I imagined Toni licking Liz's juices off of my prick. Liz was tonguing my balls.. The two women would kiss deeply and then turn their attention to me again, one swallowing my cock, the other my balls.
"Can you get on top?" Peg asked.
The sound of her voice jerked me back to reality. I opened my eyes to see her nodding toward my cast.
"I think so," I said.
She lay down on her back and reached for me. The movement wasn't as smooth as usual, but I managed to get between her wide-spread legs. I could see my cum oozing from her hole and sliding down her crack. With both hands, she guided me to her pussy. As soon as her scalding oils coated my knob, I grunted and buried myself ball-deep with one thrust.
Despite the fact that her cunt was overflowing with my load, she still felt tight. Knowing how much she loved to feel my chest hairs against her nipples, I lowered some of my weight onto her. We kissed, too, long and deep, while Peg wrapped her legs around me.
I imagined myself like this with Toni, knowing that our vivid contrast in coloring would look erotic. I pictured my black pubic hairs entwined with her blonde ones and my cock stretching her pink lips wide.
Warm hands slid down my sweaty back to my ass, urging me to start moving.
"Lucas." Hot breath hissed past my ear.
And a pussy, familiar and yet somehow strange, sucked on my dick. Without even realizing it, I was fucking her, slamming into her hard enough to make both of us grunt.
I kept my eyes closed, fighting for control. But I let the fantasy of Toni play itself out in my head. As if from a distance, I heard her voice calling my name over and over. The young woman beneath me clung to me with strong arms and legs, meeting me stroke for stroke. She took everything I had and begged for more. Her pussy was growing tight again, her movements becoming erratic. My balls slapped against her upturned ass wetly.
"I'm cumming!" she howled, bucking wildly beneath me. "Jesus, Lucas, I'm cumming again."
For a few moments, I could not distinguish between reality and fantasy. Was it Toni or Peg shouting out her pleasure? The only thing I was certain of at that moment was that my balls felt as if they were going to burst any second.
Finally, I opened my eyes and gazed down into my wife's pretty face. At this moment, it was contorted in ecstasy, waves of pleasure shaking her to her roots. This took me back into the real world and my orgasm eased off. While waiting for her to catch her breath, I licked the tender skin between her breasts. She tasted salty.
"You're still hard," she gasped, squeezing my erection with her strong pussy. I nodded.
"Got any ideas where you'd like this fucker next?" I asked. Suddenly, I felt as if I could last for hours.
"Just keep it right where it is," she whispered.
Pulling my face to hers, she kissed me. While our tongues battled furiously, I began fucking her again. This time, I was fucking Liz in my thoughts. I imagined her strong body bucking against mine, her pussy literally drawing the cum from my balls, up my shaft to the tip.
"Cum with me," she would breathe. "Cum with me."
And suddenly, the orgasm that I thought was hours away was right upon me. I grunted, fucking her even harder and faster than before. My balls moved into firing position. Hot spunk threatened to erupt any moment.
"Give me your cum, Lucas," Liz would coax. "Fill me up with your hot cum."
In the next heartbeat, I was pouring my load into her, unable to move or breathe or even think straight until it was all over.
After what seemed an eternity, I collapsed and reality flooded back. It was Peg's familiar warm hand stroking my shoulder, her pussy releasing me slowly, reluctantly, as I began to shrink. Yet, I could not help thinking about Liz and Toni and wondering why, suddenly, I was so attracted to these other women. Never before had I fantasized about another woman when I was with my wife. Then again, never before had I considered cheating.
"How do you know?" she asked, running her fingers over the tip of my shriveled prick.
"How do I know what?"
"That I have the prettiest pussy in town. Have you seen others?" Now she was running her nose through the hairs on my chest.
I was too surprised to answer for a few minutes. Even though I had never actually, physically cheated on my wife, it had been on my mind a great deal. "What if I have seen others?"
She shrugged. "I hadn't thought about it, but you have been alone at home with lots of different women lately. Their husbands have been at work. I've been at work. It's the perfect opportunity." Her tongue dipped into my navel, making me shiver.
"Baby," I began as I touched the top of her head, "I can guarantee you that the only pussy I've seen is yours."
What I could not guarantee her, though, was that it wasn't going to change. I had the feeling that I wasn't the only one in this neighborhood who got horny during the day. To keep her from asking more questions, I urged her to lick her way down to my crotch.
Peg couldn't ask questions with her mouth full.