Where was this headed?

By Story Teller 101.
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My wife Shella and I (Brian) married for three years. We were both 25yo and had a very healthy sex life. Even before we were married, we would make out, so we had learned several tricks to satisfy each other. My wife particularly liked oral sex, both receiving and giving. I would make her beg for me to go down on her. When I say beg, she didn’t really. It was a game we played. “Please lick me, baby,” she would wail. “You know how much I love it. If you do it, I will suck your cock. Make me cum, please.”

I would resist, and she would strip off and then demand I eat her out. The sex afterward was incredible. She started to talk about this woman, Maddie, at work. She was ten years older than us, and she was divorced. Shella seemed friendly, and I heard more about her as the weeks passed. Shella said her husband had beat her and then left her. She told Shella she hadn’t been with a man for more than five years. None of this interested me. But I did listen and pretend. “Oh, that is terrible,” I said.

Shella laughed. “Terrible about her husband hitting her or not having sex for five years?” she said.

I said both. I figured that was the safest answer.

One Friday night Shella and I went out for dinner and drinks. Shella seemed to drink more than usual. We got home, and Shella was cuddling up to me. “Remember I mentioned Maddie,” she said.

“Yes, your friend at work, right?”

“Yes,” said Shella, “Well, she told me she had never had oral sex with a man. I told her you were a fantastic pussy licker. She wants to meet you.”

I had had a drink or three, but I was not so drunk that I didn’t understand what she meant. “Wait,” I said. “You mean you have talked to her about our sex life?”

I was shocked. She smiled. “Yes, honey,” she said, hugging me. “I told her everything. Even how you loved me sucking your cock.”

My mind went into overdrive. Did my darling wife want me to go down on her friend? Was she suggesting some threesome? The danger signals were blaring.

“Listen, honey,” I said. “I don’t want to make out with anyone else but you. You are all I need.” But at the same time, my cock was starting to stiffen. OK, the thought of a threesome, in theory, was stimulating but, in real life, very dangerous.

“I know you love me, darling,” she said, “and I know you don’t want anyone else. I think that it wouldn’t affect us if you, you know, did something for my friend.”

She rushed me into our bedroom, and we fucked like randy rabbits.

*****

The following day, now hungover but sober, I expected her to be all ‘I didn’t mean it. I was joking. It was the alcohol talking.’ Instead, she again mentioned her desire to help her friend experience what she liked so much. I decided to play along. I thought it was some fantasy she had and would soon fade. That crashed when she got home Friday and said we were invited to dinner at Maddie’s house the next night. My fear returned. Was this some test? If I said yes, I would do it. Would Shella start yelling and accuse me of who knows what? I decided to play it cool, not argue. Shella would soon tell me she was joking.

Mid-afternoon Saturday Shella began to get ready. She usually dressed quite conservatively when we went out. She kept her ‘play clothes’ indoors. I had already gotten ready and was sitting in the lounge. She walked into the room, and my jaw dropped. She had on her little black dress. It was strapless and low cut. She wasn’t able to wear a bra with it. It was very short and barely covered her lovely little bum. Her legs looked even longer with a pair of stiletto heels.

“My God,” I said. “You are going out in that?”

She laughed. “Yes, honey. You know you like me in it.”

I had to admit I did but in the confine of our home. Under the dress, she was wearing a thong. I could see her nipples were erect. For my part, despite my concern, my cock was stiffening.

“Do you want to cancel?” I asked. “I have the urge to fuck you right now.”

She laughed. “Later, darling,” she said. “Maddie will be very disappointed if we don’t show up. She is excited to have visitors.”

I shrugged my shoulders. “OK,” I said. “But you are going to get it when we get home.”

At this point, all I knew about Maddie was that she was divorced, 35, and seeming been badly treated by an ex-husband. I didn’t know what she looked like. I imagined her as a sad woman living rather than enjoying life. Quite a contrast to Shella. We got to the address and knocked on the front door. Maddie answered, and I was shocked. I had been so wrong. Standing there was this beautiful woman, slim figure except for her breasts which seemed out of proportion to the rest of her. She wore a short skirt, a see-through blouse, and a half bra, making her breasts look even larger. She wore high heels. Perhaps Shella had told her there was a fetish of mine.

“Hello, please come in,” Maddie said, embracing Shella. “I am so glad to meet you, Brian, finally. I have heard a lot about you.”

We entered the lounge, and three glasses of white wine were already on the coffee table. Shella and I sat on the couch, and Maddie sat in a lounge chair opposite. When she sat down, her shirt, already short, rode up and revealed her upper thighs.

‘Her ex-husband must have been a complete idiot,’ I thought. ‘This woman is a total fox.’

Shella and Maddie chatted away while I sat listening. When were these two going to yell ‘gotcha’ and tell me it had been a joke? Maddie looked over at me and smiled. The sort of smile that causes a stirring in a man’s pants.

“You are very quiet, Brian,” she said. “Shella tells me you are the life of the party. Anything wrong?”

I cleared my throat. “Well, I am not sure,” I said. “Shella has been saying some strange things. I don’t know what it means.”

Maddie looked at Shella. “Did you tell him what I wanted,” she asked.

“Well, not exactly,” Shella said. “I just gave little hints, and I hoped he understood.”

Maddie looked back at me. “Did you understand, Brian?” she asked. “Are you suddenly shy?”

I again cleared my throat. “Well, Shella said you never had; how do I put this? Never had a man give you oral sex.”

“Yes,” said Maddie, “and Shella said you are an expert. She also said she would allow you to be my first.”

“Well, Maddie,” I countered. “I was afraid Shella was trying to test me; if I did it, she would accuse me of being unfaithful.”

Shella chirped, “No, honey. I could say that because I would be right here while you did it. Now don’t be shy. Show Maddie what she has been missing all these years,” and as she spoke, Maddie was taking off her thong.

“Come, Brian,” said Maddie. “Crawl over here and show me what I have been missing. Please, I want it. I have been thinking about this all week.”

I stared at Maddie’s exposed bald mound and decided that Shella was right. She was there egging me on, so she couldn’t complain. I slid off the couch and crawled toward Maddie on my hands and knees. She pulled her skirt up, completely exposing her crotch. I could see her pussy lips were puffed and ready. She spread her legs wider, and I could tell she was already moist. Her pussy had, reportedly, not had a man for years. Now she was ready for my tongue. I flicked her enlarged clit, and she yelped. Oh yes, she was so ready. I went to work. First lapping for pussy, then her clit, repeated over and over. She was moaning louder as I sensed she was about to cum. Then she squealed and shook from head to foot.

“Don’t stop,” she groaned. “I want more. You are right, Shella, darling. This is so very good.”

She came twice more before she told me to stop. I looked around at Shella to see she had removed her panties and was masturbating wildly. I looked up at Maddie; she had unbuttoned her blouse, pulled down her bra, and fondled her breasts. I thought my cock was going to explode. If these two wanted a threesome, I was ready.

I returned to the couch and kissed Shella, still fingering herself. “That was so hot, darling,” she said. “Look at poor Maddie. She is so turned on.”

I looked over, and Maddie had taken off her blouse and bra. “Did you want to make out with her?” I asked, still thinking about a threesome.”

“Not exactly,” Shella said, and I saw Maddie stand up, walk to the double door, and open them.

This huge dog came into the room.

“This is Thumper,” Maddie said. “Isn’t he just lovely?”

I watched, shocked, as the dog pushed his head under Maddie’s shirt. She giggled.

“Oh, sweetheart,” she sighed. “Do you smell my pussy. Well, I have a new one for you tonight.”

I sat stunned as I watched Maddie welcoming the attention of her dog. I found my voice. “Maddie, I thought you said you had never had oral sex.”

She smiled. “I said I have never had a MAN lick me down there, darling. You are 100 times better than Thumper. He never makes me cum.”

I smiled back. “Well, at least I got that right.”

Then I suddenly realized what she had said: ‘I have a new one for you tonight.’

My God, surely not. I looked at Shella, who had slid to the edge of the couch. “Do you want to try, honey,” Maddie and Shella nodded. “Spread your legs and pat your pussy” Maddie said, and when she did, Thumper rushed up to her and pushed his head into Stella’s crutch.

“Oh, wow,” squealed Stella as the dog began to feast on her.

I sat unblinking, watching my wife being orally stimulated by a dog. I could not believe it, but it was happening right before me.

*****

My wife Stella befriends Maddie and divulges our bedroom secrets. Maddie wants a demonstration, but they have a hidden agenda. I think threesome, but Maddie’s dog joins the party.

“Stand up,” said Maddie.

I was so shocked at seeing my wife being licked by Maddie’s dog, Thumper I stood up without thinking. Maddie undid my pants and pulled them down and then my underpants.

“Oh Stella, you didn’t lie,” squealed Maddie as she grabbed hold of my 7” rock-hard cock. “Sit down, darling,” she said.

Again I did as she said. Pulling off her skirt, she climbed on top of me. My cock slid into her already soaked pussy as her breasts wrapped around my face. “

God, it has been so long since I had a man’s cock in my cunt,” she moaned.

She began slowly grinding her hips as she implored me to suck and nibble on her nipples. I was so intent on pleasing this woman I hadn’t noticed anything else. I suddenly heard Stella squeal and looked over to where she was sitting. Now she was down on her hands and knees, and the dog was on top of her. It didn’t take a genius to know what was happening. Thumper by name and Thumper by nature. He was indeed thumping her, and she loved it.

“Oh, darling,” sighed Maddie. “Suck my nipples. Don’t worry about your wife. She loves it.”

Despite my concern, I couldn’t deny that feeling my cock lodged deep in Maddie’s love tunnel and sucking her nipples was heaven. I could hear Stella moaning and babbling incoherently, which added to the moment. I felt my orgasm building, and I groaned. “Are you cumming, darling?” she asked and began to bounce up and down until my cock gushed deep in her pussy. She continued to bounce until my cock went limp.

Climbing off me, I could see Stella still tied to her doggy lover. She was still making low-moaning noises. “Is he cumming?” asked Maddie.

“Hell, yes,” gasped Stella. “So much. I feel so full.”

Maddie chuckled, “Your husband has filled me up as well, honey,” she said. “I guess we both got what we wanted.”

Finally, Thumper withdrew and gave Stella a couple of thank you licks before curling up on the floor.

“Come on, honey,” said Maddie. “We both need a shower.”

I looked at the dog, who was now licking himself. “Feel proud of yourself, do you?” I said, and he just looked at me.

I thought of pulling up my pants but instead took them off as well as my shirt. I wandered in the direction Stella and Maddie had gone. They had come out of the shower. Both naked and giggling.

“Have your shower Brian, while we get dinner ready,” said Maddie.

***

I got out of the shower and decided if they could be naked, so could I. I walked out and found dinner already on the table. Maddie had prepared it ahead of time. We sat down and ate as Stella tried to explain what had happened. I listened silently as she told me Maddie had admitted to sex with her dog. She said she was shocked at first but became interested as they talked over the next couple of weeks. She and Maddie agreed. Stella would loan me to Maddie, and Maddie would let Stella experience pleasure with her dog. I looked at the two naked women sitting at the table with me. How could I deny that I was excited as my cock woke up?

“So, I was just a piece of meat?” I said and laughed.

“A very delicious piece of meat,” said Maddie.

After dinner, Maddie stood up and opened the double doors. “Out, boy,” she said. Thumper came up and aimed for her crotch. “No, darling,” she said. “Not tonight. Out you go,” and he disappeared into the backyard. “Leave the dishes,” Maddie said. “Let’s have some fun. Come to the bedroom.”

Once there, I was told to lie on the bed. Stella quickly mounted my now rigid cock while Maddie straddled my face. While Stella rode me, as she had come many times before, Maddie rode my tongue as I gave her multiple orgasms. Even after Stella had drained my cock Maddie continued until she rolled off me with a moan.

“Fuck Stella,” she sighed. “I am so jealous. You get to enjoy his tongue every day.”

***

Stella and Maddie decided it was late and we should spend the night. The three of us piled into her double bed. All three of us fell asleep quite quickly. It must have been about 9 am Sunday when I woke up to find myself alone. The women had left. I stretched, and the visions of last night began to fill my head. Licking Maddie, having her ride my cock, Stella being fucked by a dog, my God, was so left field. I got out of bed and decided to go and find them. Not having a robe to put on, I went into the bathroom and wrapped a towel around me.

“Damn,” I said, “my cock is erect again.”

I walked out and into the kitchen. Maddie and Stella were naked and making breakfast. They were giggling and touching each other. My cock twitched. Stella turned around “wearing a towel?” she said, and Maddie chuckled. I took the towel off. My cock reared up.

“Oh, that is so much better,” squealed Maddie.

Breakfast devoured. I was wondering what these two had cooked up. I didn’t have to wait long. Excellent hot coffee was taken into the lounge, and I was told to sit and watch. Maddie laid down on her back, and Stella immediately got on all fours and licked her first pussy. I watched in awe as my charming wife made Maddie squeal and moan. Thumper, who had been let inside, saw Stella with her bum in the air. She patted her bum, and Thumper immediately mounted her. Finding his nice warm target, he went to work. Now both women were squealing and moaning. I sat, cock in hand, while I watched the scene unfold. Maddie came with a yelp and slid out, and crawled toward me.

“Don’t waste it, darling,” she said and immediately took my cock into her mouth.

Maddie sucked vigorously on my cock as Thumper tied with Stella and began to fill her up with his doggy juice. She was enjoying it as she continued to moan. I couldn’t delay any longer and warned Maddie I was getting close. She sucked even harder, and I came in a rush. Like a star, she swallowed every drop. Stella separated from Thumper, and Maddie turned her attention to her and licked her clean. The women then headed off together to have a shower and whatever else they did under the water. I looked at Thumper, and I swear I saw him smile. Finally, Stella and Maddie got out of the shower, and I took my turn. By the time I came out, both were dressed. It was time to head home. I dressed. Stella and I both hugged Maddie and headed off. I did not doubt that Thumper would have Maddie the minute we left.

We drove in silence until we got home. Once inside, Stella grabbed my arm and led me into the bedroom. Clothes quickly shed. I gave her a good licking and then a particularly furious fuck. Laying together afterward, Stella explained what she and Maddie had conspired for. She didn’t have to explain as I figured out the whole weekend had been planned. Stella confirmed it.

“So, did you enjoy being fucked by a dog?” I asked.

Stella smiled. “I was worried at first. But, yes, I found it strangely exciting.”

That had been obvious.

“What about making out with Maddie?” I asked.

“Yes, I found that very exciting. “More exciting was how you responded. Letting me explore different things,” said Stella.

I laughed. “Well, I must say that the weekend was interesting and pleasing,” I said.

“Good, darling, because I don’t think it will be the last time.”

And indeed, it wasn’t. This happened two months ago, and now we visit Maddie every weekend. The four of us, Thumper included, have a good old time. I am certainly not complaining.

 

The End.

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