KEEP SUPPORTING THE BOOK GUYS... I REALLY APPRECIATE.. Duncan had been taking a swig of beer when he'd heard what his wife said. He sprayed a fine mist all over the stove, causing her to erupt into giggles. He turned then, wide-eyed."She was what?""She was giving Bob Deekins a blowjob. Then he bent her over the desk and was going to town on her.""Oh my God, babe, what did you do?" he asked.She shrugged. "I met her out at her car and she proceeded to explain. Apparently we don't know our friends as well as we think we do."He was stunned. He didn't think Marie would do that to Ed. "Oh my God, poor Ed. He's going to be crushed."Kelly shook her head. "I doubt that. Apparently it's a thing they have arranged. She called it an open marriage."He'd heard of the concept before, but had never known anyone that actually practiced it. "I've heard of that, but I've never known anyone like that.""Well now you do," Kelly said, helping him set the table.Duncan was just as shocked as Kelly h
"Nn-nn," she murmured, her lips still wrapped around him. Her hand was pumping up and down on him as she slurped at the tip of his cock, her tongue wrapping around the tip. She pumped fast and faster until he began to feel his orgasm overpower his will to resist and he moaned loudly and hurriedly tapped her on the shoulder. She took his cock out of her mouth and wrapped both hands around it, jerking swiftly on his slobber-covered member. A rope of cum shot out and landed on his stomach, followed by another and then another. She smiled up at him and finally released him."Good morning," she said, sliding up beside him and nuzzling close. He chuckled and squeezed her, but felt sleep quickly approaching."Sleep," she commanded, sliding out as she sensed him starting to drift away.The next thing he knew, it was around lunch and she was gently nudging him to wake up."Wake up, sleepyhead. They'll be here soon, silly."He groggily lifted his head up and smiled at her.She kissed him and he
I let him watch a little more without actually encouraging him, but you know that I know. Almost like you're showing off your possessions.""I don't own you," he said.She nodded. "Sexually, I'm yours," she replied, echoing Marie's earlier statement.Duncan looked down as he felt her fidget with his pants. His fully erect cock sprung out then and she leaned down to kiss the tip. "I see someone likes that idea," she said, her hands wrapping around it."What else did she say?"Kelly smiled as she brought him into her mouth.*****She knew he'd been turned on by the stuff they'd heard their friends talk about. She brought him into her mouth and then back out again as she gently pumped his cock. Feeling him so hard in her mouth, she decided she had to have him inside her, and quickly stood and stripped off her panties from underneath her dress. She slid down his thick cock slowly, her mouth agape as he gently penetrated her."Fuck," she muttered softly."What did she say?" he prodded agai
She looked up at him without taking her lips off."Please stop sucking my dick," he said with a grin.She rolled her eyes and brought him back in, closing her lips over him and sucking gently but forcefully. He moaned and pulled a hair from her eyes, causing her to glance up at him and eliciting another moan.Pulling him out of her mouth with a soft pop, she looked up at him. "Do you like when I suck your... cock," she whispered.He groaned then and nodded, and she lowered her face back to his crotch with a smile. She began to jerk the bottom length with one hand while she had her mouth over the tip, sucking gently.He moaned and tapped her on the shoulder and she popped him out of her mouth just in time to catch a warm splash of semen across her face. She jerked him then, faster, and tried to aim him back at his stomach.A few seconds later, he glanced down at her and she started giggling. "I'm so sorry baby," he said, shuffling out from under her to head to the bathroom. He sighed a
Duncan yawned as he eased his way out of bed. He smiled as he stared down at his wife's sleeping form. She was snoring quietly but her nude body was so alluring beneath the thin sheet that she'd pulled over herself, he found it sweet and endearing. He loved the way the sheet conformed to her body. Her hair was lying in a mess around her head, but he adored the way it made her look. One of her breasts was uncovered, the other hiding seductively beneath the sheet. Reaching down, he gently slid the sheet slowly off.He felt himself getting aroused as he watched her sleeping, admiring the gentle rise and fall of her breasts, her skin pale in the dim light of the room. The cool air began to raise little goosebumps on her skin, and he saw her nipples harden more than they normally were. Her breasts weren't huge, but they were quite large for her size. They were topped by the cutest little pink nipples which were pierced by two nipple rings. She shifted and rolled onto her side, so he pulled
Later that afternoon, she awoke to her husband staring at her. She smiled and pulled his face to hers to kiss him."Sleep well?" he asked her, returning her kiss and gently pulling her closer. She whimpered in happiness, enjoying the feeling of his larger body against her smaller form. It felt safe, she decided.Finally pulling away, she nodded and yawned in response."I don't think we've had this much sex since we were newlyweds," he whispered.She smiled again."That's what I was thinking about while you were napping." He began to run his hand through her soft red hair. "Talking about sex with Marie and Ed that's doing this to us, isn't it?"She shrugged and turned over in bed. "Probably.""Well, I've been thinking," he said, drawing her face up to his. "I think I might like it if you wore skimpy clothes and showed off your sexy figure.""I don't know; you know how shy I am."He nodded. "It's something we could work up to. I doubt we'll ever be at Ed and Marie's level of experimenti
Mark came by his office right before lunch, briefly flirting with Kara before poking his head in."Hey, man. Lunch on me today."Duncan nodded and began to save what he was working on. Stepping out of his office, he stopped at Kara's desk for a second."I've got a huge favor to ask you," he said.She smiled sweetly as she glanced up at him.Five minutes later, he met Mark down at his truck."I'll drive," Mark said."Cool," Duncan said, and hopped in the passenger seat. Mark pulled out of the parking garage and headed over to a new restaurant."You're gonna love this place," he said.Duncan raised an eyebrow. "Great," he said, unconvincingly."So how's the wife?"Duncan couldn't help but grin when he suddenly thought of Kelly. It wasn't an uncommon reaction for him when someone asked about her. Mark glanced over and saw him grinning like an idiot and shook his head."So I guess you had a good weekend. Did you get some?" he asked as he glanced over. Duncan couldn't help but smile wider.
Come on man, you know you're like a brother to me. I'd never spill the beans to anyone else," Mark said.Sighing, he took another bite and then cleared his throat. "No, it's not normal. I mean, yes, it kind of is, but it was more so than..." He sighed. "We were both really turned on by something and it just kind of spurred us into a weekend long sex session. I mean, it wasn't literally all weekend, but we made love at least 5 times, I think.""How many times do you normally do it."Duncan shrugged. "Once a day, usually."Mark shook his head. "That just makes me hate you more," he said."Why's that?" he asked."You've got the perfect wife. She's funny, short, sexy, she apparently loves to have sex, red-headed..."Duncan nodded. "Yeah, that's her.""Goddammit you are a lucky man."Duncan smiled, "Yeah, I know.""So how is she?""Dude!" Duncan said loudly. "I'm not telling you how my wife is in bed."Mark sighed and shook his head. "Well, Becky brought her little sister over the other da
The seizures are growing more frequent and getting worse. I have headaches and I'm so tired all time. All I want to do is sleep. My short-term memory doesn't work so well nowadays so I had to go back and watch what I had recorded."So, I wanted you and I didn't want to hurt you, but I did hurt you. That day in the coffee shop you were incredibly brave in trying to tell me how you felt. In my panic I lashed out and I'm afraid I may have permanently damaged our relationship. The next several weeks were especially bad for seizures and tremors. I ignored your calls and texts because I couldn't think coherently and I didn't want you to see me like that."When I felt better I went to the computing center, saw the pain etched on your face and I knew I had finally succeeded in driving you away. I couldn't let you go, though, and I had to have you one last time. Maybe a more accurate way to say it would be 'one first time.' Despite all my blunt talk about sex I was no more experienced than you
That was the question I was dreading most. I didn't want to lie to Nico but I didn't want to tell the truth, either. At least, not the whole truth. "It went pretty well. She seemed happy when I left." Nico nodded thoughtfully. Finally I asked, "Do you want to hear about it?"She shook her head. "No, I don't think so." She frowned at the floor. "You really want to quit?""This whole thing has grown out of control. I can't do it anymore. It's not what I want."Nico nodded but didn't argue with me like I had expected. "I guess that's that." She grew quiet, as if having an internal debate, before she asked, "How long is your break?""At least another ten minutes. Why?""I was thinking we could have one last time together before the school year ended. What do you say?"I thought of Kelly and my immediate thought was, no. But then I realized that for the first time Nico was asking me, not telling me, and I glimpsed a hint of pleading in her eyes so I relented. "Okay. What do you want to do?
Nico punished me by not returning my calls and texts for almost a week. When she did finally contact me she made no mention of what I had said. Instead, she had set me up with another client for the following Saturday. Nico also told me she wouldn't be there as she had to go home for the weekend. I took it to mean she was still mad. The lead weight in my stomach grew heavier and sank lower. I wasn't interested in seeing a client but I really didn't have a choice. Nico expected me to go and, of course, I always did what she said.Promptly at nine, I put my game face on and knocked on the door of an off-campus apartment on the south side of town. The client, Kelly, had wavy, shoulder-length strawberry-blond hair, a round face, and large blue eyes. Grey sweatpants and a hooded sweatshirt masked the shape of her body. All I knew was that she was only a few inches shorter than me. Kelly smiled nervously, biting her lower lip, as she invited me in. I kicked off my shoes and followed her dow
We had a few more clients in January and February and by early March we were averaging almost one a week. Each girl was different and each girl was special in their own way. My favorites were the introverts like Sara who couldn't speak in an audible voice or look me in the eye but once we were alone transformed into a feral ball of lust. These encounters were exciting, unpredictable, terrifying, and draining. Their energy and enthusiasm was always matched and sometimes exceeded by Nico, as if she was somehow competing against them.Only once did I back out and that was because the girl was falling down drunk when we showed up at her place. Three days later we met again and everything worked out great. By late March I had been with more girls than any guy I knew. Nico's plan was working just like she planned: The girls were happy, I was meeting new people, and Nico and I both enjoyed what we had termed 'the debriefing.' The only problem was that although I enjoyed being with these girl
Sometime later I dreamed Nico was straddling me, facing away. She was rubbing the tip of my cock slowly back and forth along her slit until it slid slowly inside. Her hips moved slowly up and down, soft grunts punctuating every downward stroke. In my dream I was immobile, unable to use my hands to clutch at her flesh. I'm not sure if I wanted to stop her in order to protect her or to help her body move against mine. Nico leaned forward and raised her hips until just the tip of my cock remained inside her. Her body bounced lightly in short strokes, her cunt gripping the ridge of my head. Wave after wave of pleasure flooded my body.I awoke to find my tongue buried in her cunt and my cock buried in her mouth. Her body shuddered above me, driving her sex hard against my mouth. I came long and hard, my fingers digging into her buttocks. Moments later she came, my seed spilling from her mouth as she cried out, pooling on my stomach. Her body slipped off mine and we slept again.In the grey
Her hips ground against me in short, sharp, rapid thrusts, the intense friction building to a breaking point. My body trembled and tensed and I grunted with every thrust. Sudden warmth flooded my crotch as I came. Nico drove on, trying in vain to reach orgasm but eventually slowing to a stop as I softened under her.She stood up and fingered the wet spot on her jeans, satisfied. "I'm going back to my room to masturbate. Maybe this time I'll get my whole fist in. I'll see you Saturday night." Before I could say goodnight she was gone. I spent the next hour touching things on my desk to ensure Nico's safety.By the weekend I was a nervous wreck and could hardly keep any food down. The anxiety of meeting someone new and the pressure I felt to perform were wreaking havoc on my body. On Saturday evening Nico found me curled up on my bed. She stroked my head and slowly coaxed me first to a sitting, then to a standing position until she had me walking out the door. We held hands all the way
One Saturday night I was working a shift at the central campus computing lab. A handful of students were well spread out in the lab, making for a rather dull night. That's the way I liked it as I could get my homework done and get paid for it. My coworker and I sat in the Pit, an ironic name for the raised circular workspace overlooking the lab. The Pit was also a convenient barrier between me and the students. Nico walked up and leaned over the counter at me. "How late you working tonight?" she asked in a hushed tone. The purple streak in her hair was now bright green. I wondered briefly if her pubic hair matched."Until 2AM. Sorry."She frowned and looked around the mostly empty lab before asking, "How many of them do you think are watching porn right now and mentally frigging themselves?" I shot a look at my coworker but he had headphones on and was engrossed in a movie. I moved away from him and Nico followed along the outer perimeter. "There aren't that many people here but I bet
Nico, you have to get back before curfew," I said softly. She mumbled an acknowledgement and pulled me into bed, her buttocks pressing up against my growing erection. We lay there for several minutes, me lightly stroking her hair. At last she rose from the bed and dressed.She looked me steadily in the eye. "I can't have a boyfriend.""I know," I said. "Come on, I'll walk you back to your dorm."This time, I remembered to get her phone number.The next evening we were sitting in a booth at a busy coffee shop. Alternative music played overhead as students studied and writers pretended to write the great American novel on their laptops. I'm not the type to go out in public but Nico had succeeded in dragging me out of my room. I surreptitiously tapped the handle of my mug the correct number of times before I drank. Nico took a sip of her coffee and carefully set it down."How come you don't have a girlfriend?"The question caught me off guard. I thought for a minute then shrugged. It cou
When I came to my senses Nico had me by my hair and was twisting my head painfully to the side. Tremors rolled through her body and she looked down at me triumphantly. Her face was flush and sweat beaded on her forehead. With a crooked smile she pushed me away playfully in an odd display of affection. I wiped my face with my shirt and realized my erection was back.Nico looked at the clock and bolted from the bed. "Shit! My curfew is in ten minutes!"I couldn't believe my ears. "You live in Mother Mary?" I teased. She shot me a dangerous look as she smoothed down her skirt. To make up for the slight I offered to walk her back.We hustled across campus to Mary Hall, the lone all-women dorm on campus. Also known as Mother Mary, the Nunnery, or, more crudely, the Virgin Vault, it was the only dorm that had a curfew. A favorite of over-protective parents to guard their daughters against all the evils of college life, it was also the only dorm with a waiting list. We got to the front doors