A story about my sister Alex and myself. Rob my now boyfriend, likes both my sister Alexandria and me, and when I was away last year he dated Alex a couple of times, although purely platonically. Alex was always quieter than me and never had as many boy friends, so she often came with us to the movies, or out on a picnic, or to parties. Then on New Years eve last year Rob and I decided to hold a party at our house. It was very successful, and a lot of people turned up. Alex met a nice guy and was dancing with him most of the evening, but when it was all over, I found her by herself in the bathroom in floods of tears. They'd had an argument about her going home with him, and he had called her a bitch, and a tease, and it was all pretty unpleasant. Anyway, she cheered up a bit, and Alex helped me tidy up the place, then Rob and I went to bed, and Alex was going to sleep on the couch. But about halfway through the night, Alex came into our bedroom and got into bed next to me, and was still very upset. I cuddled her, and we went to sleep. The next thing I know, Rob was moaning in his sleep. I opened my eyes, and Alex was snuggled up next to him, gently rubbing his cock. I felt shocked at first, but then I thought - well, she's my sister, I know her well enough. So I whispered to her, "Let's wake him up and give him a surprise." So I called in his ear, and he woke up. He looked at me, then he looked at Alex, and he felt a hand on his cock, and didn't know whose it was, and he just said quietly, "Oh boy." The situation turned all three of us on. I started kissing Rob and Alex went down on him and sucked his cock. Then I climbed on top of him, and Alex pushed his cock inside me, and I could feel it all wet with her saliva. I was going up and down on Rob's cock while Alex kissed and fondled his ass and balls, and then we changed places and Alex mounted him, I has holding his balls and could feel them shudder when he came into my sister. Alex came at the same time. Afterwards, Rob and Alex stroked and licked me until I came off as well, and then the three of us just put our arms round each other and went to sleep. In the morning, Alex was gone. I think that was the best way. I don't know how we would have felt that first time in the cold light of dawn. Since then we have had sex with Rob as a threesome, almost every week. Alex just shows up after we are in bed and lets herself in the front door with her key. I think that the relationship has been a great turn on for us all. Kiss Kiss Kathy
It was a boring night so I decided it was time to go for a walk. As strolled through the neighborhood when I suddenly heard a strange sound. It was a girl moaning. I looked in the direction of the house it was coming from but I couldn't see anybody. I decided to investigate and moved closer. As I reached the house the moaning grew more and more intense. Thinking someone was injured I followed the sound to the rear of the house. The sound was coming from inside. I noticed a light on through a small window, which I presumed was the bathroom due to the size and height of the window. There were some bushes bellow it but nothing to stand on. I reached up and grabbed the ledge with my fingertips and pulled myself up. I was in shock! Instead of an injured woman I saw two women in a 69 position. One was ramming a vibrator in and out of the other. I couldn't pull myself away from this sight. As they continued to lap and suck and fuck each other my cock grew bigger and bigger until I felt I would explode and awaken the entire neighborhood. Suddenly the women the two women began to come time and time again. Shit! I screamed as I lost my grip and fell to the ground and into the bushes. I cut in several places from the bushes and I knew they had heard me. I attempted to run but my hard dick, cut arms and twisted ankle made it very difficult to go anywhere. The window flew open and both girls were yelling at me. One noticed the blood on my arm as I again tripped and fell. She told me to stay where I was or she was going to call the cops. I didn't argue. As she approached me I felt like I was about to be shot. She helped me to my feet and into the house. She told me to sit at the kitchen table and not to move. The other girl stood behind me with a baseball bat just waiting for the chance to strike. As the first girl cleaned my wounds and taped my ankle I did my best to explain what had happened. I wasn't sure she believed me but she said she wouldn't call the cops if I repaired the damage I had done. I of course agreed. She said I was to come back that weekend and repair the bushes, fill in holes I had made in the lawn, and I was to do all the yard work around the house. Fine I said hopping that was it. But I was also to clean the carpets where my blood had spilled and all the other carpets and floors. Ok, anything to stay out of jail. But still she wasn't finished with me. Since I had interrupted them at a very inopportune time I would just have to make it up to them. With that she walked into the bathroom and returned with the vibrator. She handed it to me and asked if I knew how to use it. I was just a stuttering fool at that point. She slid off her robe and sat on the table in front of me. She slowly opened her thighs to expose a pussy lightly covered with hair and dripping wet. The turned on the vibrator and instead of inserting it into her wonderful love canal I slid it ever so gently back and forth over her clit. I would allow the very tip of the vibrator to rest on her clit for only a second only to continue the stroking. The other girl had put down the bat and was also naked now and standing next to. She reached up grabbing the first girl's head and brought their lips together. She was slowly stroking the first girl's breast, pulling on her nipples to insure they were as hard as they could be. With one hand I controlled the vibrator and with the other I began to massage the second girls vagina allowing a finger or two to caress her insides. I was now pumping both girls as fast and expertly as I knew how. One with a toy, the other with my toy player. They were moaning so load I thought I knew the neighbors could hear, but at this point who cared. It was hard to keep things going with them both bucking wildly on my hands. Finally after what I would have sworn was an hour they both started to shudder and come at the same instance. The room, my hands and shirt filled with scent and the juices of their lovemaking. After they had put their robes back on, leaving me sitting there with a raging hard on and my mouth wide open, they reminded me to back early Saturday morning to begin my punishment. I was trying to stammer about me and my aching dick but they said this was the first part of my punishment. Saturday would be something I wouldn't want to miss. I set my alarm clock for THREE AM. END
Jeri and I had been married for about ten years, and most of our relationship had been great. We enjoyed most of the same things: music, sports, movies, and sex. We made love often, and it was usually super. Nevertheless, I had always had this nagging feeling that she was not being completely satisfied by our lovemaking. Still, I had to admit that she almost always seemed to reach orgasm, particularly when I took her clit in my lips and licked back and forth across it as fast as my tongue could go. I could see her tummy muscles tighten in spasms as she groaned faster and faster until she cried out and then relaxed, becoming all soft and warm. Her climaxes were similar when I pushed my cock in as far and as fast and as hard as I could, but those orgasms were not as intense (at least I wasn't sure). As a result of this concern, I began to wonder whether I might be falling somewhat "short" in fulfilling her sexual needs. As time passed, I began to develop a fantasy as to how to test my theory that Jeri would be more satisfied by a bigger cock. At first I thought about getting one of those giant dildoes I'd seen in the porno store, but decided that that would have been so obvious as to negate the value of the test results. The only true test would be for Jeri to think that I was fucking her, but with a bigger cock. However, at least so far, there were no hospitals providing dick enlargement operations, so that meant that if I was ever going to find out, I would have to find someone else (with a really big dick) to fuck Jeri while she thought it was me! Where does one begin to recruit someone for this sort of a plan? I couldn't go to a nightclub and "pick up" someone. It had to be someone I could trust, someone safe, and someone "hung". There were plenty of guys at work that would love to get their dick in Jeri, but there's the old saying about "don't shit in you own backyard" that made co-workers out of the question. So what to do? It was about this time that an old friend from my high school days called to say he was back in town and would like to get together and renew our friendship. I didn't put the two situations together at first, but when Mel and I began reminiscing about out days together on the Tennis team, I remembered why I had envied him. As I recalled, Mel's prick was as big soft as mine had been hard, although we never made a direct comparison. I thought that he was very probably (at least physically) what I needed to fulfill my fantasy "test." As Mel and I talked, I learned that he was recently separated from his wife, and that they were going to get a divorce. He stated his displeasure at reentering the dating scene, saying that all the really great women had already found someone and gotten married or were at least living with someone. He also confided that he had once had a desire to pursue Jeri, but that I had "beaten him out". This was almost too unlikely to believe, but what the hell, I decided to give it a try and see how far I could make this go. Could I really let another man fuck my wife? Over the next several weeks, we had Mel over for dinner and we went out to the movies together a few times. Jeri fixed him up with some of her girlfriends from work, but nothing clicked. All the while, I was making casual hints about Jeri and me to Mel, trying to see if he showed any interest, He seemed genuinely concerned about us, and I felt more comfortable all the time about revealing my fantasy to him. One night, after dinner, as we were having a drink, and Jeri was on the phone with a friend, I decided to open the door on my soul a little wider. I asked Mel to confirm that he still found Jeri attractive, which he did. I then began to explain my concerns about our physical relationship. He understood, and joked, "all you pencil-peters have that fear." "Thanks a lot", I answered. "You're a big help." "Well, what the fuck can I do about it?", he asked. "Look Mel, can I tell you something in confidence without fear of your having a bad reaction." I proceeded to carefully outline my fantasy to see if Jeri would have a stronger orgasm if she were making love to me and I had a bigger dick. "So how you gonna do that?" Mel asked. "Well", I said, "You asked what you could do...." Then I went full ahead and detailed what I thought could work to fool Jeri into thinking that she was screwing me when in fact she'd be screwing Mel. Mel was not too eager at first, but after some long-winded rationalizing, I began to turn him toward agreeing to give it a try. I asked him just how big he was, to which he replied "big enough!". Finally I got him to admit to 10 and half inches. "Sure!" I said. "Want proof?" he asked. "I'm from Missouri. Show me!" I got a ruler, he got it hard, I checked, he'd lied... it was actually just over 11 inches. "Whoa", I said. "Ever size, maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all. But I'd committed to this course, and I was determined to get the answer to my question. Obviously, it would be necessary for Mel to be present without Jeri knowing it, so the first order of business was to select a location where I could be fucking Jeri while Mel was close by. We decided on the rec room, because of the storage room nearby where Mel could hide until I got things going. There were these big floor pillows that Jeri and I had fucked on before, so that wouldn't arouse her suspicion. Next, we had to figure out how to get Mel into the storage room without Jeri knowing that he was even in the house. We figured that we cold "sneak" Mel into the house while Jeri was at the store. Then we had to come up with a way for Mel to relieve himself in case he had to take a piss while he waited in the storeroom. An empty coffee can with its plastic lid would work OK. Since there would be no easy way to signal Mel when to come out of the store room, we agreed that he would just have to peek around the doorway to the rec room and use his own best judgment as to when to come in. The lights would have to be off so that Jeri would not be able to see Mel and I trade off. Finally, the big night came, and as Jeri left in her car to go to the store, I called Mel He parked around the corner so that Jeri wouldn't see his car when she returned. "Are you sure about this?" he asked as he came in. "Yes! I've got to find out, or I'll wonder for the rest of my life." "OK," he replied, "as long as you're sure." We checked out the storage room, and the path through the rec room, so that he wouldn't trip on or walk into something as he approached in the dark. Fortunately, there was a moon out that night, which would help light the rec room a little through the skylight. We went over the plan while we waited. I would give Jeri enough to drink to get her a little tipsy and then start making love to her on the pillows. I would get between her legs and caress her thighs and hips with both hands, one on each side. I would continue this caressing as I put my cock into her. At this time Mel should show up and get into position behind me and a little to my left. As I would bring my left hand down her right leg, I would lift it away, and Mel would begin to caress her as I had done. Then I would pull by cock out of Jeri's pussy and run it along her thigh, back and forth, while fondling her clit with my right hand. As I reached as far down her leg as I could, Mel and I would trade places, and he would move his cock down her leg and into her pussy. His hand would take the place of my right hand as we finished the switchover. It sounded like it would work OK. In any case, we would know pretty soon. When Jeri returned, I helped her put away the groceries, and asked her if she'd care for a drink. "Sure," she said, so I fixed her a Gin Tonic, her usual. I fixed a Scotch and water for myself, very mild so I could stay alert and coordinated. We went to the rec room, talked about work and about going on a vacation to Lake Tahoe next summer, and danced to some '50s music on mine weak. Jeri was enjoying the mood, and her body was warmer and her kisses more demanding all the time. After still another drink, we danced to an old Elvis ballad ("Love Me Tender") and she began rubbing the front of my jeans with her hand. I kissed her deeply, and began undoing the buttons of her blouse. "I love you, Jeri," I said as kissed he neck, then her breasts. Her tits were so very firm, and small but not "little", just perfect! Her nipples pointed upward slightly, and were hard and hot as I sucked on them. Gradually we undressed one another and held each other close, kissing. As we sank slowly to the floor, I turned out the last light, and slid one of those big pillows under Jeri. I began caressing her arms, her breasts, her tummy, her thighs, her everything. Jeri was only moderately active, probably from the booze, which was exactly what I'd hoped for. As I kissed my way down the front of her, she moaned softly. As my tongue parted the lips of her pussy, she only moved a little. It was then that I pressed against the insides of her knees until she had spread her legs wide apart. I hoped there would be enough room for the switch from me to Mel. I continued to kiss her pussy and caress her legs until I felt Mel move in behind me. I almost panicked at this point; for fear that Jeri would realize that I was up to something and that she'd get pissed off. But she was still enjoying my attention and didn't sense anything other than my tongue, and my hands. Slowly, I raised my head up from between her thighs and moved myself into position. I gently eased the tip of my dick into her and then pulled back, rubbing the tip around the outside. All the while I was rubbing up and down her right leg with my left hand and fondling her pussy with my right. When Mel put his hand on my left forearm, I almost jumped. I wasn't expecting it, but managed to maintain my concentration. I raised my left hand off of Jeri's leg, and Mel took over the caressing on that side. I pushed my cock back into Jeri, a little further this time. I moved myself as far to the right as I thought I could without arousing suspicion, then pulled out again. As I moved the tip of my dick along Jeri's right thigh, she moaned, "Please put it in again." I raised up as far as I could on my knees, and Mel began to move in front of me. In the dim moonlight, shining through the skylight, I could see his big cock sliding down her thigh. "What the fuck am I doing?" I thought. But before I could think about it I had to move out of the way. That required pressing very tightly against Mel's back. As my dick passed over the crack of his ass, "No, this is not the time for that kind of new experience" I thought. I moved all the way out then, and positioned myself so that I could watch the penetration. Mel was so big! I felt very strange as I watched the tip of his dick enter that beautiful "honey hole" that, up to now, had been my private playground. In it went, past the tip, past the circumcision scar, down, deeper, deeper, all the while Jeri's moans getting louder, deeper, different than I'd ever heard before. "Oh, that's so good!", she said in a low, very soft voice. "Don't ever stop!" Mel picked up the pace, faster and faster, deeper and deeper. Jeri's moans were almost gasps. "Oh, Oh god, Yes, Yes, YES!!" It was finally over. It was then that I heard those words that I'll never, ever, forget. "Oh, Mel, you're such a good lover! You always were the very best!" To make a long story short, Mel and Jeri lived happily ever after, I jack off a lot. END
About 2 months ago I got a message on Instagram from a stranger. I looked her up and found that she was in the same college as me. I accepted the request and replied to her. I asked her if we knew each other and she said no, she was looking to be friends with me.
Her profile was amazing, she had over 2k followers and she’s really hot with an amazing body for a 21-year-old. It was only later that I found out from my friends that she was the bombshell of our college, the girl every guy crushes on and wants to have.
We got to talking and she was really nice. Usually, hot girls are pretty mean. It’s maybe because they think they can get every guy they want or so. No offense to any girls reading the story though. She had a pretty joyful nature and was fun to talk to. We talked about a lot of things, we were having a great time.
One day she asked if we could meet, grab a coffee or something. I agreed and we met at a good café close to her place. She was looking really hot in a black dress, you could clearly see her hot figure through it. When she walked into the café she had heads turned her way and people checking her out.
I was stunned as well. She looked just perfect. Got to tell you she has amazing round tits, by far the most perfect tits I’ve come across. She sat down we started talking and were having a good time. There were moments in between when I was just staring at her beauty and admiring her.
She noticed it and was blushing and asked me to stop. I said she was really pretty and I couldn’t help myself. Then once we were done I asked to drop her home. I dropped her and as I was about to leave she asked me to come up. She had something she needed my help with. I had nothing better to do so I obliged.
We went to her place. It was a really good and well-maintained home. We headed straight to her hall. She asked me to sit down and then went to her room. After 10 minutes she came out wearing a lehenga and blouse. My god, she was looking stunning. She whirled and asked me how did it look.
I just sat there in awe, at a loss of words, I told her she looked really beautiful. She blushed a little and went in changed to a t-shirt and shorts. She came back out and sat beside me. She had to attend a wedding soon so she needed a suggestion as to how would the lehenga look, which she had designed on her own.
We then sat down and we were chilling. We were watching Netflix along with some pasta she made and coke. We were laughing and giggling and suddenly we got pretty close. Our lips were just an inch apart from each other. We could feel each other’s breaths on our faces. We got closer and finally, we kissed.
She was an amazing kisser by the way. We kissed for quite some time and then she broke the kiss. She said, “I don’t know if I wanna do this now. I had a really bad breakup and I don’t know…” I got back I told her it’s okay, it’s my fault I guess and after some time I left.
The situation had gotten pretty awkward. The next few days I felt it was best to keep some distance. She called and texted but I didn’t reply as I didn’t know what to say. A few days later I was sitting at home just playing games and stuff when I heard the bell. I went on to open the door and it was her.
I just realized I haven’t her name yet, it’s Divya. She was standing right in front of me. She hit me in the stomach, pushed me in and got in. After storming to the hall she turned towards me and started yelling. She was upset that I was ignoring her for the last few days.
I explained my situation. She got close to me, held my hand and said, “It wasn’t your fault, I just didn’t know what to do then. But I do know what I want to do now.” She then slowly got on her heels and kissed me on my lips. I was a little confused, but I gave in.
We kissed for a good time, I don’t remember the last time I had such an amazing kiss. She then started lifting my t-shirt, I asked her if it’s really what she wants, she bit her lips and nodded. My dick was already a little hard from the kiss and from the feel of her boobs pressing against my chest.
She took off my t-shirt and unbuttoned her shirt. She was wearing a black sports bra and her boobs were just waiting to pop out. I caressed her boobs a little. Then she quickly got to my shorts and pulled them down along with my underwear. There sprung on her face my hard dick which was almost full length.
She gasped, she had never had a big dick like mine before. She looked at me, smiled and then without wasting any moment directly took my dick in her mouth. Her soft lips against my hard dick were the best feeling. I was just in another world as she was blowing the shit out of my cock.
I did learn a few techniques to stop my cum so I didn’t cum yet and she was very impressed. After an intense blowing session, I got her up, pulled her close to me and started caressing her ass. I spanked her ass and she let out small moans every time I did.
I kissed her neck and then went down slowly to her boobs. Licked then through her bra, fondling them and then I moved down to her navel. She was lying on the couch and I was licking her navel. I had my hand on her pants and I could feel the warmth of her pussy on my hands.
I slowly unbuttoned her jeans, pulled them down and started rubbing her pussy over her panty. She was wet like hell by now and was panting. I pulled down her panty with my mouth and then started licking her pussy. Her excitement was on a different level. Her back was arched.
I could feel the small shivers in her body and the wet juices in her pussy. I then got to my old trick, licking and fingering at the same time. She couldn’t handle it. She got really wet and came in no time. We both lay down on the couch for some time while she was stroking my dick.
She then bent over to her bag, removed a condom and gave it to me. I looked at her, she gave me a kinky smile. This girl had come prepared to get laid! My dick was hard again, I put on the condom and we quickly moved to the room. I got on top of her on the bed and slowly inserted my dick in her pussy.
It was big for her so she asked me to go slow at first. I did as she asked. then I finally could enter with a little ease so I picked up the pace. She had her hands wrapped around my back and her mouth pressed against my shoulder and was moaning loudly as I fucked her hard.
She was shouting, “Yes baby, fuck me hard, give me that big dick, give it to me.” These moans were driving me crazy. I fucked her as I have never done with anyone so far. She then asked to ride my dick, I lay down on the bed and let her do the needful.
When I looked at her it was like she was jumping on my dick and her boobs were just wiggling up and down in slow motion. I grabbed them and pressed them. She had her hands on her head, holding her hair as she rode me like there was no tomorrow.
Then I pulled her towards me. I held her head in my arms and started pounding her pussy. She was on cloud 9 and couldn’t control it and came all over my dick. She then asked me to fuck her ass, she had never tried it and wanted to have my dick in all her holes. I obliged, lubed my dick and slowly started to enter her.
She was screaming. I asked her if I should stop but she was in no mood to stop. I pushed the head of my cock in first and then slowly I tried to go deeper. I couldn’t get my whole dick inside but I was fucking her at a steady pace. Her screams had now turned to pleasure moans and she wanted more.
I gave a big push and my dick was completely inside her ass. She was loving it. I fucked her ass for a long time and then got back to her pussy. We fucked for 2 hours and I made her cum 4 times (something I’m really proud of ). Then I was ready to cum and came all over her tits.
She licked some cum of her tits and then we kissed again before getting into the shower. We cleaned ourselves up, I fucked her in the shower, had a quickie and came in her mouth this time. She drank it with the water. Then we relaxed and chilled at my place for the next few days until her parents came back home.
We had sex almost 20 times in 3 days. It was an amazing experience she then left for her place. We agreed to have sex whenever we want at our place as I live alone currently.
THE ENDING TO PART 1Discovery_1
She slowly moved closer to me and then landed a kiss on my lips. I did not hesitate. I began to kiss her back very slowly. Her lips were so soft. The taste of bubblegum lip gloss in my mouth. We kissed slowly for while, then started to pick up speed. She bit my lip. I let out a small moan. I bit hers back. She grinned and proceeded to slide her tongue in my mouth. We swirled our tongues around each other for a good time before we pulled back and looked at each other.
“Wow..I can’t believe you went along with it.” She said to me.
“Well..It just so happens I was also scared about a time like this.” I replied.
“I always wanted to do something like this..but In my mind, it went more like this.”
With a confused look on her face, I grabbed her hand and put it down to my crotch. I slid her hand in my thong and rested her hand on my now dripping wet pussy.
A look of shock came across her face.
“Katie..” she said shyly.
Without a word, I put my finger over her lips. I wrapped my hand around hers and rubbed my pussy with her fingers. The feeling was nothing I could ever imagine. I have never felt the touch of a women before. Knowing my wetness was all over her hand made me horny in ways I couldn’t explain.
She started to rub faster on her own. I slowly slipped my hand out my panties and took them off. Leaning back, I spread my legs, widening my pussy for her. She ran her finger around my clit in circles very fast.
Moaning, I yelled “Faster! Faster!!”
“Shh! You’ll wake your parents up!”
Knowing she was right, I shut up. Her fingers were amazing. Soft to the touch. She rubbed my clit faster and faster, swirling my juices around it, making it very slippery. After a while, she stopped and started kissing me passionately.
“Katie, I’ve always wanted to do this with you..I just..”
In mid sentence, she started to rub my clit again.
“I just was so scared that something like this would ruin our friendship..” she said quietly.
“I-I..um…-moans- it’s okay now..we’re already -moans-..”
I could barely talk.
Jamie smiled and sat up off and climbed off the bed. She slowly took her shirt off and threw it to the floor. I couldn’t keep my hands off my dripping wet pussy ; I played with myself as she undressed. Her grace and sexiness amazed me. Even her undressing got me hot. She unbuttoned her jeans and slid them to the ground along with her panties. She looked stunning. Her blonde hair gliding over her shoulders, covering one of her breasts slightly. Her tits were that of perfection. Perky and just the right size with the cutest small pink nipples.
“Jamie..wow. You’re beautiful..” I said in envy.
“So are you, sweetheart..” she said, leaning over to my ear.
She began to lift my shirt up slowly, waiting for me to put up my arms. My best friend is undressing me. The thought of that just got me more riled up. She was in for a treat tonight.
She took my bra strap off my shoulder and gently kissed my shoulder all the way down my chest, then up again to my other shoulder. She unhooked my bra and threw it to the floor, leaving me only in my thong. She began kissing my neck while leaning over. I cupped my hands on her breasts and massaged them slowly as she kissed my neck. I felt her nipples get hard in my hand. Rubbing them slowly, she began to let out moans in between her kisses.
She kissed slowly down my chest after finishing my neck. Down my collar bone to my tits. I started to shake a little, knowing what was about to happen. My pussy wetter then ever, I reached down and got my fingers wet, having an idea of what she was going to do. I brought my hands up and rubbed my juices all over my nipples.
A giant smile came across her face. I could see how desperately she wanted to taste me. She started to lick my nipples softly, getting them hard. Faster and faster she went, massaging my other breast with her hand.
“Jamie..oh my god..”
She grinned evilly in a sexy way as she licked my nipples faster, even so much so as to nibble on them a bit. She took both my breasts and shook them in her face.
“You taste amazing, Katie. I WANT MORE!” she exclaimed.
“it’s all yours.” I said, spreading my pussy open for her to see.
Smiling, she kissed down my stomach and situated herself between my legs. She spread them wide as I held open my pussy.
“You’re dripping wet..your fingers and soaked.” she said in a sexy voice.
“All for you and because of you, love.” I said
Without a word, she moved my hands away from my pussy and she herself spread it. Before even licking my clit, she went down to where the dripping was coming from and slurped up my juices. I moaned as loud as I could into the pillow. She kept licking up my juices over and over. My clit was throbbing, needing attention. I ran my hand down to my clit and started rubbing it as she licked me clean.
“No! You just lay back, I’m doing all the work.” she said sternly.
Moaning, I shook my head in agreement. She moved up to my clit and put it in her mouth. She sucked licked it for a good 10 minutes. Swirling her tongue around it, getting me wetter and wetter. I couldn’t take it anymore. I needed to cum.
“Jamie, reach under my pillow and get my vibrator. I want to cum so badly.”
“No, no vibrator. I’m going to make you cum on my own.” she replied.
“But how? It’s hard for me to cum just from getting eaten out.”
With a look of an idea on her face , she got up and sat between my legs. She got into a scissoring position. Smiling, she got closer to me, pushing her pussy close to mine. She was dripping wet along with me. Knowing I got her wet sent shivers down my spine. I never thought I’d be able to do something like that to another woman.
She started to rub her pussy against mine very slowly. I felt her clit rub against mine. I started to moan loudly, not being able to cover up the sheer pleasure I was feeling. I forced myself to stop, though so I wouldn’t wake my parents. As our wet, slick pussy glided back and forth on each other, I couldn’t help but think how much fun I was going to have with her in the future.
“Fuck me, Katie! Fuck me like I know you want to.” She exclaimed.
I did what I was told. I grinding against her pussy with as much force as I could. I was about to cum.
“I-I’m about to cum!! Ohhhhhh!!!”
Without warning, I started to squirt. I was in pure shock because I never was able to squirt before. The squirting went on for a couple seconds, splashing all over our pussies and bodies. I moaned as loud as I could, forgetting it was the middle of the night.
Jamie got up fast as I was squirting. She leaned over and started to drink my cum, rubbing her tongue over my clit back and forth really fast as I gushed all over her mouth.
As she was in the middle of it, my door flew open.
~Thank you for the feedback on part one to my story! To clear up some confusion, my account says male because it belongs to my Fiance’, Ken. He wanted me writing this story on his account. Why? Let’s not go into it, (lol). Part 3 coming if you guys are interested!! Thanks for the read!~~
A story about a young girl who has been wondering about her best friend and how she feels for her..friendship wise and sexually.My name is Katie Wilsnik.
I’m not going to say my life is hard, but it has it’s share of problems. I never really fit in with anyone at school. I was never sure why. I was skinny, but with a little bit of baby fat in my stomach area. I had blonde hair, green eyes and decent sized tits. 36C. I didn’t dress any differently than anyone else. I was very nice, and I used to help people with all their problems. But when It came to my problems, no one seemed to care. So to this day I don’t know what I did wrong to deserve being an outcast.
But there was a girl. My best friend. Jamie. She stuck with me all throughout school ; starting in the 1st grade. We did everything together. Projects, homework, volleyball, everything. She was way prettier than me in my opinion, and I think everyone else in school would agree also. She was 15, 5’6, very skinny and fit, blonde hair and DD tits. She was the image of perfection.
Almost every day after school we would walk home to my house and sit on my steps. We would talk for at least an hour or two, bouncing stupid thoughts off each other. But when it came time for me to go inside, I would ask her if she’d like to come in and hang out more but she always nicely declined, saying she had other things she needed to do at home or her parents would ground her. It was not really a big deal to me, but it always made me wonder. Why would my best friend not want to come in my house? Did she legitimately have to go home all those days over the past couple years? Or was she making an excuses..
What hurt the most is that I had a slight crush on Jamie. I mean, who wouldn’t? I never told her or anyone else about it because I myself did not know what my feelings truly were. Just the sight of her body made me all warm inside. Sometimes making me a bit wet in school when she would wear her short shorts, showing off her beautiful legs and perfectly round ass. Seeing her bend over, looking in her shirt just drove me wild. But I was always confused because I didn’t think I was gay or even bisexual..
My birthday was slowing coming up. I was about to turn 16. My sweet 16. The day every girl looks forward to. I wanted it to be perfect. My parents said they had something planned for me, but naturally they wouldn’t tell me what it was. Was it going to be a car? I couldn’t wrap my head around that idea. But what really was on my mind was if Jamie was going to come over or not. My birthday would not be the same without her.
About a week before my birthday, I wrote out a bunch of invitations that I was going to pass out at school. All the invites were the same, but I put a bow on top of Jamie’s. I walked into school the next day and passed them out to all my close friends (which at the time was only around 3 or 4, including Jamie.) They all seemed excited for it. But when I gave Jamie hers, she looked at it, smiled and put it in her desk and didn’t say a word. I didn’t know what to say. Was she rejecting it? Does she not want to go? I didn’t ask. I walked away looking at the ground. I’m starting to wonder if she is really my best friend or not.
It is now the day before my party and I have heard from all my friends but Jamie. I started to get more and more sad, not knowing what she was thinking.
Birthday comes. Everything is what I imagined. My parent’s would not let me outside, so I was assuming they had gotten me a car. My excitement was out of this world. But deep down, I was unhappy because Jamie didn’t show up. Walking around the house, pacing, thinking if I should call her or not. But I decided against it and just told myself she had better things to do.
My parents called for me and everyone to go to the living room. We all gathered in, sitting in a circle around the table. My cake awaited me, candles already burning. Everyone started to sing happy birthday. I listened, but it seemed like all I could think about was Jamie. “Katie!!” jumped. “Katie, what’s wrong? Blow out your candles!” I looked down to see the candles half-way melted. I closed my eyes and blew them out.
Mom called us all over to the front door.
“Now, Katie, me and your Father did all that we could for you, so I hope you like it! HAPPY BIRTHDAY, BABY!!”
The door opened and my heart sank. Not because of the car, but because of Jamie slowly walking up my lawn. She was wearing a tank top with no bra on with pink pajama type shorts on. She looked gorgeous. I screamed at the top of my lungs and ran up to her and gave her the biggest hug ever. As her chest pressed against mine, my nipples got hard as they rubbed against hers. I looked at her, then looked at the car (which was a hunk of shit, by the way), then looked at her again and smiled. We all walked back into the house.
Night time comes and my friends started calling their parents to see if they were allowed to sleep over my house for the night. All of them said no. Except one.. Jamie. Knowing she was going to be sleeping in my room with me made me feel ways that I never felt before. I felt like I was going through my first crush all over again.
“Alright, Katie. I can stay!!” said Jamie with a smile on her face.
“SWEET!! This is going to be so much fun!!” I replied, almost yelling in excitement.
We walked up to my room as my parents cleaned up the mess everyone left from the party.
“Goodnight, girls! I hope you guys had a fun time. Happy birthday, again!” said my mother.
We walked into my room and it was a mess. I was so embarrassed. She could see it in my face.
“I-I’m sorry for the room..” I said, quietly.
“It’s okay! Mine is 100 times worse!” Jamie laughed.
Smiling, I threw some clothes in the hamper to make my room a little more bearable. In the process of throwing clothes to the side, Jamie picked up one of my pink lace thongs. She started to giggle.
I looked behind me, seeing her with them in her hands. My heart started to race as thoughts started to run through my head.
“Jamie!! What are you doing!?” I yelled in a non-serious way.
“Haha, don’t worry, they are just panties. I really like them! Where did you get them?”
Blushing, “I got them from Wal-mart..” I said, embarrassed.
“Damn! They look good! Mind putting them on for me? I’d like to see them on someone so I can decide if I should get a pair or not.”
My heart was beating out of my chest.
“Oh..Alright, that’s cool. Hold on.”
I grab them from her and start to walk out of my room into the bathroom.
“Where are you going?” said Jamie.
“I was going to go put them on, remember?”
“Why do you have to leave the room? We are both girls. Get back in here, silly.” Jamie said with a smile.
I shyly walked backed in and unbuttoned my jeans and pulled them to the ground along with my panties. I could see a big wet spot on them. I was shocked at how wet I got. Before I put the thong on, I couldn’t help but to nonchalantly run my hand over my pussy to see if I was still wet. My fingers got instantly soaked.
I’m not sure if she noticed, so I just proceeded to put it on.
“Wow! That looks AMAZING on you. Turn around for me?”
Without a word, I turned around showing her my ass.
“Mmm, Katies got a nice booty!!” laughed Jamie as she walked over and smacked my ass.
I let out a loud moan. A moan that I’m sure my parents heard. My face turned red.
“Oh my god..I’m so sorry…” I said, very quietly.
“I-it’s no big deal..I didn’t know that would make you do that.” Jamie said kind of awkwardly.
“It’s fine. You didn’t know..It is just a hotspot of mine.”
“Good to know, haha”. Jamie said after she winked.
I wondered why she winked…was she into me? Did she plan on doing things like that in the future? In the bottom of my heart, I really hoped she did. We proceeded to sit down on my bed, still in my thong. We talked for hours. Put makeup on each other. All the things normal teenage girls would do.
1:34 AM in the morning and we start to get tired.
“Hey, Jamie..I think it’s time we go to bed. I’m really tired.” I said.
“Yeah, I agree. Where am I going to sleep? I have a sleeping bag so just tell me where to put it.”
“Umm..You can sleep in the bed with me if you’d like? It’s a twin sized bed though..So it is probably going to be a tight fit.” I said, kind of shakily.
“Oh that’s cool! I hate the floor anyways.”
We walked over to my bed and both laid down in it. I turned the light off and we got under the covers. I only had one pillow, but it was just big enough for two heads to fit on it. We were looking at each other face to face, nose to nose. She smiled.
“You know, I really had a good time tonight. I don’t know why I never came in the house before. I guess I was just scared.” said Jamie.
“…scared Of what?” I said with a pause.
“Well..You know how what happened earlier with you and the thong..?” she asked.
“Well..I see what you did with your hand. You went to go see if you were wet. And by the looks of your shiny fingers, I’d say you were quite wet.” She explained.
“I..Uh..” I stuttered as I looked down.
“No, no! Don’t be ashamed..I liked it…why I’m saying I was always scared is because I was scared you’d do something like that..Showing you liked me. I was scared my true feelings would come out.”
As my heart raced, almost out of breath, I asked.
“These feelings…” Jamie said as she closed her eyes.
She slowly moved closer to me and then landed a kiss on my lips. I did not hesitate. I began to kiss her back very slowly. Her lips were so soft. The taste of bubblegum lip gloss in my mouth. We kissed slowly for while, then started to pick up speed. She bit my lip. I let out a small moan. I bit hers back. She grinned and proceeded to slide her tongue in my mouth. We swirled our tongues around each other for a good time before we pulled back and looked at each other.
“Wow..I can’t believe you went along with it.” She said to me.
“Well..It just so happens I was also scared about a time like this.” I replied.
“I always wanted to do something like this..But In my mind, it went more like this.”
With a confused look on her face, I grabbed her hand and put it down to my crotch. I slid her hand in my thong and rested her hand on my now dripping wet pussy.
A look of shock came across her face.
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This is the third and final part of my ‘it happened one night’ trilogy. If you have read the first two parts then you will remember the characters and where we left off. There is very little in the way of sex scenes and the ending is not something of a traditional sex story ending, but I hope you will enjoy it for the tale I hoped to tell. Thank you for taking the time to read my story.As in the first two parts of the tale this is a story of pure fiction where any similarities to anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental.
This part of the tale takes place six months after the events of part 2. Celeste had moved in with Daniel and Ashley and their baby boy Nicky, and the four of them had settled into a happy routine of ‘happy families’. Celeste held up her end of the bargain and would babysit Nicky while his parents spent some more quality time together, and Ashley and Daniel welcomed Celeste into their home as she gave up her expensive as hell flat and took up residence with them as her pregnancy began to take hold of her body.
Matt had gone off to war, and Afghanistan would be his home from now until his return in six months time. He had taken the news of Celeste’s pregnancy as a sign that he needed to sort his life out once and for all and had sworn ‘I will not return home until I am the man that my family deserves’, his every spare dollar came flooding back home in the post and his term of service would not end until he was worthy of being called ‘dad’.
The last night that anything had happened was nearly six months ago to this very day, a Friday as it happened and Daniel was none the wiser as to what if anything else could ever happen in his and Ashley’s life as they contemplated what to do this cold and stormy weekend!.
Hi, my name is Daniel, if you didn’t know by now. I would like to tell you this one last tale of a very special time in my life when everything was good and nothing, no nothing it seemed could dampen my sense of happiness and fulfilment.
I still work in the factory that I have worked in for so many years; so many that we cannot quite remember how long it has been, ha. The final two steps on the ladder to becoming the manager have slowly slipped away from me in the last few months since I became the factory manager. The company was bought by a large conglomerate of firms and the managerial structure changed for the worst with it. Don’t get me wrong, I still have a pretty good pay packet and the job is now secured for a long and troubled free future but there is no longer the opportunity to become the actual manager of the whole place. Some big wig chief in DC now gets to decide the person to become manager and he employs his own ‘special people’ to do the top jobs for him. I kept my job role and title while my old boss lost out to some fancy dandy from the big city.
Ashley still works in the pre-school nursery that she has always worked in, the one our son goes to. She had been content to keep doing the exact same thing that she had been doing since she began working there, teaching the next generation of the human race the basic things they need to start their lives. She did this job very well as any parent whose child attended the school could have told you if you would have only have asked them. Then just two months ago and all out of the blue the headmaster had retired, just up and left the school and even the state. With the prospect of Claire Collins running for the vacant job (a dictator of a teacher and friend to few), Ashley felt she had little option but to go to night school, get the degree and challenge for the job herself. Plenty of teachers, parents and members of the school board had very openly given her their backing and pushed at every opportunity for Ashley to take the job, even if she at that moment did not have the relevant qualifications. A temporary headmaster would be placed in charge for at least the next six months while they looked for a permanent replacement.
Celeste gave up her flat and moved in with Ashley, Nicky and myself. We charged her fifty dollars a month, we had said she could stay with us for free as our rent was so low but she would have none of it. She would have paid the full one hundred, but we settled on half each.
Her pregnancy was now six months in and her belly, and breasts had begun to swell to a whopping size, ‘twins’ was the constant answer for the sudden gain in weight and appetite. Her nipples would visibly leak milk as she sat on the sofa talking to Ashley and on many an occasion her nightgowns would stain from breast to crotch as the creamy fluid poured free from its holdings. And yet all this paled into insignificance compared to the hot flushes and sexual frustration she endured as her cravings turned more and more sexually orientated. Many nights as Ashley and I (who still enjoyed the benefits of her husband’s cock during her pregnancy) got into the groove and enjoyed our sexual satisfactions, we heard the sounds of vibrating sex toys. The occasional ‘ohhhhh’ followed by the sudden silence was a dead give away to what Celeste was doing in the other room. The nights when Celeste was of a somewhat more vocal inclination were the nights when Ashley herself would let rip with one big ‘over the top’ orgasm. If I did not know better I could have sworn that the two women were thinking the same thing at the same time, maybe my cock?
For six months Matt had been away in the army. He took the news of Celeste’s pregnancy pretty good and swore that he would do the right thing by her, even if it meant him staying in the army until such a time that he could prove he was a worthy man to their child. He enlisted for at least another five years, not exactly what Celeste or Ashley had hoped for when he said he would prove to them he would be a worthy father and not the easiest news for the girls to take as their pregnancies took hold. Ashley became determined to get the headmaster job and help Celeste raise her child as well as our own, and Celeste was determined to get some kind of sexual encounter, even if she had to wear out forty ‘Rampant Rabbits’ in the process.
With Ashley’s pregnancy driven determination taking hold she applied for and got a place on an evening course to do the headmaster training. Three nights a week and fifteen miles away at the closest campus was the course and there was no talking her out of doing it, not that Celeste and I didn’t try.
One Friday night three weeks into the course Ashley informed me that there was an extra score assignment going to take place that night and on the following day’s morning. Six of the women that were doing the course had booked a hotel suite in the town and had offered her a place to stay with them, not to trouble themselves with travelling back home at eleven in the night after the assignment. Alcohol had been drunk as early as five in the afternoon and seeing as it was an all girl course I was not worried about Ashley’s safety, but I was a little bit pissed as Nicky had been picked up by my mother and Ashley was not there to see him off. We had a big argument about our own commitments, mostly due to the fact she was a little abrupt when she called me at six to inform me she was not coming home that night. The women she was on the course with were all single, all but one at least, and since Ashley had started the course she had gotten a little bit more annoyed with me about something it seemed.
I waved goodbye as my parents drove down the road with Nicky. I asked Celeste if she needed anything down the shop, ‘a well hung man, or any man’ she shouted back. Down to the local store I drove, picked myself up a large bottle of Jack D and prepared myself for a night of lonely drinking on my own. A storm cloud was gathering pace across the sky as I sat back down on my sofa and stuck on some good old classic rock to get my night started, ‘I do love a bit of the Eagles’ I thought to myself as the first of many glasses of Jack D touched my lips.
On a stormy night in…’The middle’
With the lights down low and the low groove of my Eagles playlist playing in the background I was in my element. The first five glasses of Jack D had gone down a treat and the sixth, which was at that moment tasting sweeter and sweeter as ‘Lying eyes’ buzzed out of the speakers on the wall was about to go down just as easy. No TV on tonight, instead the visual effects of the lightning storm that raged above us was the only indication that the day was not yet at an end and the night was as yet still fairly early, some ten o’clock or so.
Celeste had retired to her room after I had started my fourth glass, ‘I have to go now as the sweet smell of Bourbon is fucking with my mind’ she had confessed as she exchanged a look of wanton lust for the drink. Nine months without an alcoholic drink, what a bummer to be a pregnant woman I thought as she fled the room. Her room was at the back of the bungalow and I couldn’t help but notice that she closed the door tight as she went through it. I knew she was a little scared of lightning storms and I knew that she may well be back out to have me comfort her if the storm got really bad.
At about eleven thirty, I think, I was quite drunk at the time I began to hear a familiar thrumming noise coming from Celeste’s bedroom. She was lucky; she was getting some at least, what is a man to do when his wife is away. I thought about releasing myself but then realised I couldn’t be bothered. I finished the half a glass and shakily poured another.
With Daniel sitting there drinking my favourite drink and well on his way to getting plastered I thought it would be best for me to retire to my room. Often of late I have had some really intense urges to stick something deep inside me and as the smell of Jack D wafted in front of me my legs began to go weak. The storm that had begun an hour before had gone to the back of my mind and I felt the urge, nay the need to have something between my thighs.
Ashley had told me that through her pregnancy she had often experienced an intense need to ‘fuck’, and Daniel had been on hand to see to her every need. She had said that he had stretched her pussy to breaking point, her ass the same and yet she had never felt satisfied so much as when they had been drunk on one particular night. The night she told me she could not remember but it was always the one thing that was sure to satisfy her urge if she thought about it while playing with her toys. Her breasts were never able to produce enough milk to fill a thimble’s worth of fluid and that she had said was the reason why she could not get to climax without her special thoughts.
After an hour of strumming my clit to see if I could have a quiet orgasm I was getting frustrated. The toy that I had bought a few weeks before worked almost every time but that would mean a little bit of noise. Ashley and Daniel were always fast asleep when I had used it up to that point but Daniel was still out in the living room, drinking. I waited another twenty minutes to see if he would go to sleep but nope, the music still played on and my frustration grew to tipping point. I slipped out the toy and lined it up, ‘maybe the sound of the storm will muffle the sound’ I thought as the head reached my vagina. Before I could stop myself it was in, each inch feeling better than the last until all its length was up inside me. Balls twirled, a head thrust back and forth and a ripple flowed through my vaginal walls. Yet the climax I sort was holding back for something, something ‘special’.
The words Ashley had spoken to me of her being unable to climax echoed in my mind. The batteries of the toy began to slow yet my orgasm began to bubble under the skin, what was it I was thinking of that was getting me to the point of release. Was it Ashley? No it wasn’t that. Was it Daniel fucking Ashley…oh fuck yeahhhhh.
As the prolonged sound of Celeste’s orgasm echoed out of the back bedroom I couldn’t help but think that she was lucky no great loud bang from the thunder of the lightening storm had interrupted her fun. A lengthened ‘oooohh fucckkkkk’ came to an abrupt end, followed by a sudden silence. My cock twitched in my PJ bottoms as the thought of Celeste’s huge milk filled tits squirting milk all over her nightgown entered my mind, ‘I would like a taste of that sweet white stuff’ I thought to myself as my hand instinctively gave my cock a stroke. The fact that Ashley had never been able to produce milk herself had always been one thing that I had regretted not being able to try, not her fault by any means and I know it frustrated her enormously. The sight of Celeste’s huge milk filled breast’s leaking right in front of us on the sofa had often gotten Ashley and myself caught in some weird staring contest with them, what Ashley was thinking of them I can only guess but it seemed more than just envy, maybe wanting a taste herself maybe? Who knows?
As my hand slowly stretched squeezed and rolled my cock about in my PJ bottoms, and my other hand downed yet another half glass of Jack D, I almost forgot that Celeste was only just in the back bedroom. A fact I quickly remembered as one almighty flash of lightening lit up the sky. The strike must have been very close by as the count of ‘one one thousand’ and so on only got to one, a quick one at that. With a bang of what sounded like an atomic bomb going off above our heads the thunder rolled on, going as far as to rattle the windows.
As quick as the hare that beat’s the hounds on a racetrack Celeste was out of her room and flying, really flying as her feet didn’t seem to touch the floor. For a six months pregnant woman she moved so swiftly and so athletically that the twenty feet of floor and the fact that the lightening strike had taken out the electricity made no difference to where her resting place would be, right into my lap. Her breathing was fast and her heartbeat faster than a mouse’s heartbeat when startled by a cat. The fact that she had just had a massive orgasm and that her nightgown was still half way up her thighs meant nothing to her as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders.
Another bright flash of lightening flashed, filling the room with light. Celeste’s arms tightened around my neck as her body tensed with fright, her breasts or should I say her right breast and nipple came pounding into my face. A sudden ‘boom’ from the clap of thunder, that followed the lightening only served to tighten her grip and the breast, with a very wet feeling nipple, began to force its way between my lips. I knew beforehand that she was super scared of the really big storms but had no idea of just how frightened she could become.
My cock, which I had been playing with just a few seconds before was still not quite rock solid but with the feeling of Celeste’s thigh skin being rammed up against it, it was on the rise. My left hand was trapped behind Celeste’s back and my right was somewhere in limbo between her side and left breast, trying to hold her close and keep her away at the same time.
I felt a sudden release of a sweet tasting fluid into my mouth. Her nipple was oozing milk as her breast pressed so hard against my mouth and the thin nightgown could no longer stop the milk from passing through. Now I really felt conflicted as the milk began to pool in my mouth and my mind told me to swallow.
The sound of the roof falling in was so frightening that I could not think properly. Well the roof didn’t fall in but it sure as hell sounded like it was about to as I clung on to Daniel. I don’t think I had ever been so scared of a lightning storm before in my whole life, the flashes were so bright and the thunder so loud. Daniel was amazing as he held me tight and comforted me. I had just had one of my best orgasms so far in my pregnancy and it was cut so short by the storm, my mind was full of fear and sex at the same time and I could feel my nipples begin to leak milk, right into Daniel’s mouth.
By the time the second flash and bang had happened I was a complete mess, I clung to Daniel with all my might and closed my eyes hoping that the storm would end right there and then, it didn’t, and it kept on flashing and banging for…well it must have been an hour or so before it finally started to die down. By that time something had already started that Daniel or myself had not intended to start, something that we would have to blame on the ‘storm of the century’.
I heard the sounds of the distant thunder in the direction of home as I dropped off to sleep. My hotel room was on the inside of the building and I had no problem sleeping through a storm, in fact I used to love the power that nature would put on show through a storm and would often smile as Celeste would come running to me to comfort her as a storm ragged overhead. ‘I hope Daniel is comforting Celeste as this sounds like a big one’ I thought to myself as the darkness of my room slipped me off into a deep slumber.
As more and more milk filled my mouth I had no choice but to swallow. The sweet tasting fluid tasted almost just as I had expected it to, though it did taste a little richer and felt a little more thicker than the cow’s milk I was accustomed to. With the new sensations filling my mouth and the fact that Celeste shook every time a flash of lightening or boom of thunder came, my cock stood straight and tall. My cock which had worked its way between her thigh and her nightgown was now beginning to deposit a small amount of pre cum onto her skin, and it pulsed with the movement. Another flash of lightening filled the room, this one was brighter than the first and I anticipated the following ‘boom’ of thunder.
With a bang so loud it set off a car alarm somewhere close by me, I hugged Celeste tighter. Her body retched upwards, freeing her nipple from my mouth and bringing the rest of her body to rest on my lap. Luckily, even though my cock was still rock solid and her nightgown was now nowhere near covering her bottom half it managed to slip behind her ass and pussy and it came to rest on the skin of her back. Like that we sat for the next half an hour or so until the storm finally began to move away, though with every flash and bang Celeste would giggle about on my lap, keeping my erection solid throughout. My cock had been slipping and sliding up and down her back and the pre cum had made what must have looked like slug trails along its course, a slug trail that was slowly heading south.
As the storm finally began to subside my sense of rationality came back to me. I was sitting on Daniels lap with my arms wrapped around his neck and my legs crossed over his. I slowly began to realise that my nipples were leaking milk and that my nightgown was wet, with the wetness being pressed down onto Daniels head with the weight of my breasts. I tried to lift them up and as I did I could see the damp patch on the side of Daniels head where the milk had leaked through my nightgown.
“I am so sorry, I didn’t realise they had leaked” I told him. The milk was easily visible in his hair and down the side of his face. And on his lips too.
“Don’t worry. At least one thing came out of it” replied Daniel trying his best not to laugh at me blushing.
“What’s that” I asked as I tried to wipe a little of the spilt milk from his head.
“I have always wondered what it tasted like, and…Now I know” replied Daniel as he wiped his mouth with the sleeve of his Pyjama’s top.
I had known that Ashley did not produce any milk when she had carried and given birth to Nicky, and I had also known that Daniel had secretly wanted to taste it and been disappointed when she could not produce it. Girls talk.
“Not exactly my intentions when I came running out here” I answered back. At that point and for no apparent reason an image of what had gotten me off earlier flashed through my mind. A deep sexual urge came rushing through my vagina and I had to shift my bottom half not for it to show, and that’s when I finally realised where exactly I was sitting, and what I had inadvertently done.
All at once I felt a warm pressing feeling against my back from what felt like some sort of frankfurter shaped object. A wet slimy sensation accompanied it and my vaginal walls shuddered as some of the wet slimy substance reached the crack of my ass cheeks. ‘Oh fuck’ I thought as the realisation of Daniel’s rock hard cock resting on my back and his pre cum dripping down onto my ass, and then my pussy entered my mind. I tried to get up but my mind was beginning to slip from my control as my sexual frustration of not getting laid began to take control.
“I am so sorry…I didn’t mean to get you all aroused…I was so scared…I only wanted to be hugged…if you want me to get you off…I meant if you want me to get off…” I was quickly losing my senses and my mind was getting everything all jumbled up. Had I really just asked Daniel if he wanted me to get him off?
“Don’t blame yourself too much…I was not entirely innocent in its arising either…I just hadn’t anticipated you coming bouncing onto me before I could finish” replied Daniel. I could see by his face he was a little frustrated himself at the interruption to his enjoyment and was going to struggle to get his boner to go down.
I began to get up off of his lap, his erection was standing tall and I could see the pre cum oozing from its tip. My plan was to give him a quick kiss on the cheek, say sorry, and run back to my bedroom and die of embarrassment. Funny how things don’t go as you intended them to when you’re sexual charged brain takes over and the rational mind slips away.
Celeste with all her fear could not have noticed my rock hard cock pressing on her back until the storm finally began to move away, now she did. After wiping some of the milk off of my head her gaze turned to apprehension, she no doubt realised that my cock was standing tall and had been depositing pre cum onto her back. She began to apologise for embarrassing me but her own embarrassment got in the way and she somehow managed to ask me if I wanted her to get me off. A quick flush of red and I think she was ready to go running to her room. She began lifting off of my lap and her eyes became transfixed upon my cock.
I thought that she was about to say goodnight and I raised my head to do the same, instead she moved in closer. Her mouth came towards mine and with my own sexual frustration now urging me on I moved to meet her kiss. Our lips met and from that moment we were just two lust filled creatures about to be released. Our tongues entwined, our hands grasped for the soft fleshy parts of the others and all our thoughts of rational reasoning were left behind. She gripped a hold on my shaft like a javelin thrower about to throw a world record. Her mouth erupted in wanton desire as my left hand gripped one of her breasts and my other hand fumbled over the fabric that covered her womanhood, a thin piece of lace that was soon dripping wet with her juice and stretching all out of shape as I pulled it aside.
Her belly was big but with the position I was sitting in there was no problem as she lowered herself onto my shaft. With at least twenty minutes of pre cum to lube her up there was no resistance at all, in fact she came down so hard and fast I was sure that I would hit the baby(foolishly of course). Once my cock was inside her pussy Celeste took on a new persona. She began to ride my cock faster than Ashley has ever ridden it and with such aggression that I almost felt a little scared at the prospect of her breaking me in two.
“Fuckkkkkk, fuckkkkkkk, fuckkkkkkkkk” she shouted as her pelvic rocking threatened to rip my cock clean off of its base. Her nipple oozed out milk faster than a cow hooked up to a milking machine as my hand squeezed and caressed it. With a twenty or so minute workout of sorts already my cock was about to burst. Her own orgasm had either just come or was very close as she grunted down at me with a demon’s look on her face. Her eyes glazed, her hips gave just a few judders to their rhythm and then she was travelling through the wave of her, and mine own orgasms. Flood after flood of cum shot into her yet she still kept grinding down onto me and for a woman so far along into pregnancy she had quite a strong grip in her vaginal walls.
With the passion of the moment quickly ebbing away as my erection deflated and Celeste’s orgasm and sexual frustration coming to an end there was a moment for reflection. Guilt is one hell of a mother fucker and here were two people who had just built up one hell of a bucket load full in one sitting, and who were still sitting adding to the bucket. Celeste looked into my eyes and I into hers.
“I am so sorry…this was my entire fault. I should never have come out here so late and just jumped into your lap” said Celeste, she began to lift herself off my lap and the mix of pussy juice and cum dribbled out of her and onto my crotch.
“I am so sorry too” I replied as I shifted to the side to let her sit beside me on the sofa. “I should have known better…you have been so sexually frustrated of late and I took advantage of that for my own selfish needs” I added as I tried to tidy myself up. My cock was now completely flaccid and dripping with a mix of juices and cum and my mind was wracked with guilt.
“If anything I took advantage of you for my own sexual needs and I am the one who should feel…wait a minute! What do you mean I have been so sexually frustrated of late…oh shit, you have heard the toy” Celeste seamed to find a sense of ironic humour at the thought of that and she mustered a smile. “I trust that Ashley has heard the toy” she asked. The situation became a little less awkward as she continued to smile at the thought of Ashley and me listening to her with her toy.
“If truth be told it was a kind of turn on for the two of us on more than one occasion” I replied to her. What had happened had happened and there was no getting out of it now, but if there was anything that was going to come out good for me from this ‘mistake’ it was that I could now freely ask Celeste her darkest dirtiest secrets, and especially any that involved me and Ashley.
“You were quite vocal at times…you must have been thinking of something really good, or really dirty” I asked her. I was hoping that she would have a really dirty mind and say something good, I wasn’t disappointed.
After everything that had just gone down I was feeling a little guilty, though in all honesty I felt a little glad it had happened too. The thought of Daniels cock inside me was going to be a sexual itch that would need scratching again very soon and my sex toy was going to need some new batteries. We sat there both feeling guilty for a few minutes until the talk turned to what Daniel and Ashley had heard in the nights, coming from me and my toy.
At first I was about to get up and leave but as I began to move Daniel asked me something very strange, ‘was it something really dirty I was thinking about’. If we were not going to talk about what had just happened and instead we were going to ask our deepest dirtiest fantasies I was going to find out once and for all if Ashley had indeed ever thought of me, as I had often thought of her in a sexual way.
“I have always been a little wild in my sexual adventures but nothing has come close to what I have dreamt of lately” I told him waiting for him to ask for more.
“Well whatever it is it must be something really good…the sound alone can get Ashley close” replied Daniel. I knew he was hinting at something but didn’t want to ask me outright. With a deep breath I answered him.
“It has been the thought of Ashley and you fucking her for a long while now, but just tonight it was you alone” I replied to a look of amazement from Daniel. His jaw nearly hit the floor and I could see his mind trying to process the next question. I didn’t wait for a reply and went straight to the question I wanted to ask.
“Has Ashley ever said to you about me and her…and you of course?”
Daniel was lost for words. I think all of his dreams had just come true at the same time, and my own were getting close too. For all of the years we have known each other I have always had a thing for Ashley, she is beautiful and I at one time thought she had had a thing for me. We can tell each other almost anything but I was always too scared to tell her that I had feelings for her in a sexual way. One time almost six months ago now I had such a vivid dream about fucking her and Daniel that I would have sworn it was real. That was the night that Matt had gotten me pregnant after he had come back from walking out on our party, the night I had gotten so drunk I had sex with Matt on Daniel and Ashley’s sofa.
“If I tell you truthfully I think that Ashley has had a thing for you too for a little while now” said Daniel after a very long pause. His cock, which was now safely tucked away inside his PJ bottoms began to stir again I saw as he tried to hide it. My own urges had also begun to creep back up on me as the thoughts of what we were discussing began to sink in.
“Well, now you know, and now I know and with that I am about to go to my bedroom and think of some more dirty thoughts” I got up off of the sofa. “if ever Ashley is up for doing more than just listening you now know how I feel…only if Ashley is involved can this ever happen again what happened tonight” I left him there sitting on the sofa as I returned to my bedroom. A few minutes later I found some new batteries and before long I was lost in my dirty thoughts of Ashley and all the things we could do.
The next day
As the afternoon of the following day approached Ashley returned home. Daniel came out to the door to meet her; the argument of the previous day was nowhere on his mind as he greeted her with a big kiss and hug. The night away had also given Ashley time to think and she was more than happy to forget about their argument of the day before.
They came into the cottage and were greeted by Celeste in a silk pyjama set standing in the kitchen. She gave Ashley a big hug. Daniel looked on as the two girls hugged and couldn’t help but notice that Celeste smiled at him while her hands played with Ashley’s hair.
“You wouldn’t believe the thunderstorm that we had last night Ashley, it was one of the biggest I have ever seen” said Celeste as the two parted their hug.
“I know…I could hear it where I was and I heard them saying on the radio in the car that it was the biggest storm of the last twenty years to hit the area…there was a telegraph pole knocked down on the way back home” replied Ashley.
“I was so scared” said Celeste
“I hope that Daniel was there for you when you needed him to be…I feel so bad I wasn’t here with you” replied Ashley to Celeste and then turned to Daniel, “well, was you there for her when she needed you” she smiled.
Daniel smiled at Ashley, “of course…you told me to be here for her”, and he quickly glanced over to Celeste who was looking quite happy with the uncomfortable look on his face.
“I hope you cuddled her tight through it all” added Ashley as she turned to go to the bedroom. Daniel followed behind her after giving Celeste a shake of his head. Celeste carried on drinking her drink and gave Daniel a little wink as he turned to enter the bedroom.
Ashley and I said our ‘sorry’ to each other for the previous day’s argument as she changed into a fresh set of clothes. Today was the day that I had to go to the hospital for my appointment with the Specialist and that was another reason why I was so pissed with Ashley the day before. She asked me as she dressed how bad Celeste had been during the thunderstorm and I told her that I tried to do what I could for her, even going as far as to say that she came jumping into my lap at the sound of one almighty thunder clap.
“you were lucky she was not naked at the time…she gets so scared I don’t think she would have known what she was doing until it was too late” laughed Ashley as she slipped her last shoe back on. “Ha” I replied laughing, maybe over selling it a little too much.
“Well, as long as you were there for her” replied Ashley now readying to leave the room, “what were you doing anyway”.
“I was having a quiet drink and listening to my music until the thunderstorm cut out the power” I replied. ‘shit I thought’ Ashley had often caught me masturbating when I had had a few too many drinks and was listening to my music in the living room late at night, before we had Nicky.
If she thought anything amiss she said nothing as we made our way out of the bedroom, down the hall and to the kitchen.
I gave Celeste a list of things to pick up for me if she was going to be going to the shops later that day. She often went for a little walk at some point in the day to ‘stretch her legs’ she would say. Truthfully I think it was to have a quick talk with one or two of the burly men that worked in the hardware store next to the convenience store.
“Yep, no problem, though I don’t know if I will be going down today” replied Celeste. She waved us goodbye and headed back to her room.
Strange I thought she has been favouring going on a Saturday for a while now as she knows Guy Wilkins, the single and most handsome of the hardware store men, often does a little work in the convenience store on a Saturday. We jumped into the car, Daniel and me that is, and were on our way to the hospital. Twenty five minutes later we were parking the car and then heading for the Specialist’s lounge in the new fancy part of the hospital. After the test’s they had done recently we hoped to finally have some answers to the headaches and ill feelings Daniel had begun to feel lately. I told him it was from all the Jack D he had been drinking.
We booked ourselves in at the reception desk and waited to be called. Ashley and I were talking about the clean and tidy appearance the new part of the hospital had compared to the older more ‘well used’ main building of the hospital. This new section housed some fancy new super machine for fighting Cancer and one of the little boys that once attended Ashley’s school had been treated with it, he had been declared free of Cancer just a few weeks later, a miracle of science.
After thirty minutes of waiting the nurse came to call us in to the Specialist, a quick walk down the corridor and into a clean fresh looking room we were led. We were offered a seat by Doctor McNamara after the initial greeting handshake; two other people were with him in the room, a woman and a man.
After a few minutes of introduction to the other two people, a guidance councillor and a Specialist Nurse, Doctor McNamara’s face took a turn for the more serious nature of the results he was about to give me. Ashley upon seeing the seriousness of the Doctor’s face began to cry.
“Daniel… Ashley…I am sorry to have to give you this news so…bluntly, but there is very little time to beat about the bush with what I am about to say” the Doctor began to say before Ashley broke in crying.
“Its Cancer isn’t it?” she blurted out between sobs. The Doctor lowered his eyes and the two people beside him did the same.
“I am so sorry to say…but yes” replied the Doctor.
“Is it a bad one” I asked as I tried to console Ashley. I think she had realised in her head that this could probably be the news because of the part of the hospital we were in, and when the Doctor had said ‘Cancer’ she had instantly thought the worst. I on the other hand had just taken it as this could be one of the times when it is caught late and the process of treatment and recovery would be brutal and arduous.
“I am so sorry to tell you Daniel that this is as bad as it gets” replied the Doctor. Ashley stopped crying and seemed for the first time to not understand the answer.
“Is it curable” I asked.
The Doctor and the two other people in the room seemed to want to comfort me all at the same time as they all moved to my side, “its terminal…and you are already in the later stages” replied the Doctor.
To say it was a shock was an understatement, my mind could not comprehend the words it had just heard and my body began to shake. Now it was Ashley’s turn to comfort me, while she fully wept tears by my side.
“How long” I squeaked out between my own sobs.
“Maybe two weeks, three at the most…we are quite surprised that you have not shown any outward signs of the disease’s progress as of today. It has spread to your brain from your lungs and neck, and just lately it has entered the pancreas” replied the Doctor with as much sympathy in his words as he could give me.
For the next two hours we talked with the Doctor, the Councillor or the Specialist Nurse about what would now have to be done before the inevitable last few days of my life. In the very near future my body would no doubt begin to submit to the Disease and as it did I would need more and more medical care. My family would need to be told and the Nurse offered to come home with us to help explain the process. We said our ‘goodbyes’ and our ‘thanks’ to the Doctor and the Councillor and headed back home.
The drive home was the longest drive of my life. With our lives feeling almost perfect just a few hours ago we now faced the impossibly daunting task of telling our family, starting with Celeste who was sitting in the living room listening to some music when we came into the house.
“Everything go…oh hello” said Celeste as we entered the living room, the Nurse entering a couple of seconds later “everything ok”.
Daniel slumped down onto the sofa, I could see that his thoughts were lost somewhere and he was still trying to process it all. The Nurse sat on the chair opposite me and Celeste.
“We have had some bad news” tears streamed down my face, the kettle began to whistle from the kitchen. “Daniel has got Cancer…” I began to say before Celeste also broke down in tears.
I couldn’t help myself from crying as Ashley told me the news of Daniels Cancer. It was terminal and he only had two to three weeks left to live, how the fuck in such a technologically advanced age can something so deadly and devastating go unnoticed for so long. The nurse explained what would start to happen in the coming days and what the options would be for Daniel.
I walked over to Daniel and gave him a great big hug, though he barely seemed to acknowledge that I did. He sat staring blankly into some sort of abyss while I, Ashley and the Nurse discussed some of the arrangements that would have to be made.
After twenty minutes or so of talking, with the Nurse just suggesting what would be the best course of action concerning Nicky, Daniel spoke up.
As I sat there trying to regain my composure I listened as much as I could to what the girls were talking about. My parents should be the next ones that I should tell, followed by my brother and his wife. That much I agreed with. Ashley’s parents and her brother would be the next most logical people to tell but when they began to talk about telling Nicky I had to speak up.
“I do not want you to tell Nicky, he is only a child and would not know the implications of what is going to happen” the three girls looked my way, “when the Disease starts to show signs I will tell him that I am going to be gone for a while as I am going on a long work trip. I will go to stay at the hospital and that way he will not have to see me get ill. He is too young to see that kind of thing and he will only start to cry if he sees all you girls crying while I lay in the bed” I told them.
“If that is what you want us to do…but what will we tell him when…” asked Ashley trailing her words off as the thoughts of my death broke her voice and her concentration.
“Tell him that I will always be here for him but not actually here as I have to keep working away for a while” I replied. I knew there was a big flaw in my plan as I would never be coming back but that over time Ashley could keep the secret long enough for him to grow, until such a time that he was old enough to know the truth.
In the end…on a cloudy day in the middle
After three weeks of holding back the pain and trying to keep as normal a life as possible the inevitable happened. Daniel checked himself into the hospital; he was given a private room of his own where he could bring his own music player and some alcohol, in small proportions of course. No-one wanted to deny a dying man his last request so the Eagles played out on the music player as Ashley poured him a glass of Jack D.
Ashley and Daniel were alone in the room. Daniels parents and all the other family members had given them a few minutes alone time as they waited for Daniels brother and his wife to arrive. Matt was not so fortunate as he was on tour in some foreign country but he did manage to have a phone call with Daniel the previous day, telling Daniel that he was going to have compassionate leave to end his service early and take care of the girls, and the children.
As I lay there in the bed fighting back wave after wave off pain, the machine that supposedly keeps you comfortable does little to counteract the pain that you feel as your body slowly submits to death, I felt I had to confess to Ashley all that I had done to dishonour her. All the drunken nights I had taken advantage of her and worse of all, all the nights when I knew about her and Matt, her Celeste and myself, and also Celeste and myself.
“Ashley, I have got to tell you something…I hope you can forgive me” I croaked out as another blast of the machine gave me just a little respite from the pain.
“There is nothing you have to ask my forgiveness from” replied Ashley
“There are a few things that have happened over the years that I am not proud of…and I should not have let them happen to someone I love so much” I said as I felt a strange numb sensation start to travel from my big toe.
“Like I said there is nothing that you have to apologise to me about. I love you more than anything and nothing you would have done could ever change that” she replied looking at me with sympathy as I grimaced at the pain now following the numbness up my toe and into the rest of my foot.
Outside the window of the hospital room a burst of light shone down brightly onto the small pond, small but large enough to accommodate a family of ducks and a collection of fish. The life that we all take for granted so much laid in all its simplified glory. The pond of life that was there long before I was even born and that will be there long after I have died.
“A few weeks ago, during the thunder storm I was…” I began to say before Ashley cut me off. She smiled and put her finger over my mouth to quieten me.
“I know. Celeste and I have been talking and I know everything…you comforted her when I was not there to comfort you both” she replied and she smiled again.
“You don’t understand…I had sex with her that night” again she put a finger to my mouth and smiled.
If indeed she did know about that night she was taking the news of it really well. I supposed it was because of my illness but that was not my only crime to admit and I would soon see how she would take that news.
“Can you remember that night almost seven months ago, when Celeste and Matt came over to stay and Matt left at some point through the night”, again Ashley smiled and put her finger to my mouth. Through the blockage of her finger I began to say “we were in bed…”
“We were in bed and Celeste came into the room. We had great sex the three of us…I know everything” added Ashley. She still kept smiling through it all and she leant over and gave me a kiss. “I know everything”.
I knew that Ashley and Celeste were close but I had no idea that they were so close as to tell each other that kind of thing. When did they tell each other? And what else had they spoken about? There was no way that either of them could know the last thing that I was about to confess too, could they?
“I love you so much and the last thing that I want to confess to you…” the same finger came to my mouth again, the same smile flashed across Ashley’s face.
“I know everything…” she smiled as I tried to talk, this time she closed my mouth from speaking. “Didn’t I tell you a long time ago that I would do anything for you” she asked and allowed me to nod a ‘yes’. “well, like I told you I would do anything for you and as it happened I was able to do all the things I know you wanted us to do, in the bedroom”, she looked about the room to make sure all the doors were closed and the windows were shut.
The pain in my foot had now travelled to my legs and was slowly tracking up to my waist. All feelings in my foot were now gone and it felt like they had just been amputated. ‘Take it easy’ was just coming to the end of the track as I grimaced back the pain to hear the last part of what Ashley was saying.
“If you remember back to the night when Matt had come over to have a drink with us you may also remember that that was the day I had sworn to prove my love for you while we were having sex”
“I do remember” I replied as the pain reached my hips.
“I have always known what porn sites you have visited, the kinds that were more taboo than others shall we say” she smiled. ‘She knew all this time’ I thought to myself.
“Sometimes I have secretly looked on them too” my reaction to her words was obviously meant to make me feel happy amidst all the pain. And they were beginning to stir something that had no right to stir.
“do you remember how drunk I was on that night…how I couldn’t properly sing our love making song or how I had been to the toilet on many occasions over those last three hours we were drinking” she smiled a devilish smile as she said the last of the words.
They say a man’s penis will often stand up tall and straight after he dies as the blood pools to our nether regions and the body bloats up. This dying man was very close to dying with the hardest erection he had ever known.
Ashley leant in to what looked like giving me another kiss. Her breath was warm against my face though my hand that her own hand was touching had now also lost all feeling. My cock was just about at full mast.
“I told you, I remember everything. You, me and Celeste and how you fucked us good”, my cock was tall yet still stretching.
“and I remember how the two cocks felt inside me as you and Matt filled my holes…I’m just sad you weren’t there to have me with him the second time”, my cock reached its peak, as hard as any hammer.
The euphoria of what Ashley had just told me had but seconds to last, though those few seconds were some of the best of my life. A sudden pain gripped my chest; a cold chill crept up my spine and disappeared into my skull. I was paralyzed and the kiss that Ashley planted on my lips barely registered to my senses. Spasms erupted as my body fought the oncoming end. Ashley called for the Doctors and some came running in.
Then as quickly as that and as if it had not been there at all the pain left me. Calmness settled in my mind and body and the sounds of my loved ones frantic cries faded to silence above one last sound, my favourite song of all time and quite befitting for the moment, I looked into Ashley’s eyes.
‘I CLOSE MY EYES, ONLY FOR A MOMENT, AND THE MOMENT’S GONE
ALL MY DREAMS PASS BEFORE MY EYES, A CURIOSITY
DUST IN THE WIND
ALL WE ARE IS DUST IN THE WIND…
Ashley, Daniel, Matt and his girlfriend have grown close, very close. Things are about to change though and who knows where they may all end up.Introduction
This is the second part of my ‘it happened one night’ trilogy, as in the first part of this story it is a tale of pure fiction and any similarities to anyone alive or dead is purely coincidental.
After the events of the first story life as it does just plodded along as it always had. Ashley had given birth to a baby boy that they had named Nicky and they had still remained living in their $100 a month rented cottage. Matt still had issues holding a job down but that was nothing new to anyone in the story, Ashley and Daniel as always tried doing their best to comfort him on the days he felt so low after losing yet another job. And yet the one thing that had now seemed to always get him through was the relationship he had with his girlfriend, Celeste. For almost four years they had been an item and for four years the friendship between the group of family and friends had been as close as any ‘bug in a rugs’. All felt that their lives could only get better the longer their lives entwined. And no, nothing else had happened like what had happened on that night so long ago, until now!
Hi, my name is Daniel and I would like to tell you all another tale of another special night, a night that happened almost four years to the day after my first ‘special night’.
I still work in that factory that makes little trinket things that sell for a dollar or two at a local market, but just this year I was promoted to the position of factory manager, a big pay increase and just two steps away from running the whole place. Ashley still works at the pre-school and is continuing to do the thing that she loves the most, teaching the next generation of the human race. The fact that our son, Nicky also attends the school is an added bonus for her as she can spend even more of her time with the ‘greatest thing to ever happen to us’ other person in our life. Nicky is the almost complete embodiment of Ashley, same eyes, same nose and same almost everything as his mother. People have commented that his hair is more of his father’s but that is a tricky one as both I and matt have the same dark hair colour, though I’ll take that one for mine.
My parents are still with us and are quite literally the best we could have ever wished for with respects to Nicky, they dote on him with every dollar they can get away with spending and will drop everything if we happen to ask a favour of them in having him for a night or two. In the last few months that Ashley has allowed Nicky to have the one or two nights away with Granny and Grandpa they have taken him on every weekend trip a little boy could wish to go upon and as it happened they had arranged a special trip away this very weekend.
Our house would be free of children this weekend and as would be the case on any other free weekend without our boy, we had planned a drinking session with our ever present double date duo, Matt and Celeste. Matt had been a little down the last few weeks as he searched for that ever elusive ‘job for life’ that he so longed for, he had tried almost every job imaginable even giving a go at working in my factory for a second time. That had ended the same way as his first attempt when he almost ran from the building screaming that he needed fresh air and space to run. His long term(only long term anything) girlfriend Celeste had stuck by him through thick and thin and had even gotten him in to the one thing that seemed to catch his enthusiasm, hunting and military memorabilia. Celeste herself had become as close a friend to Ashley as I myself and Ashley seemed to be, they talked about everything and at times they would end up falling asleep together on the sofa as they drank bottles of wine and laughed along at some hidden joke between the two of them. This had myself and Matt at a shake of our heads on many an occasion.
This is the story of that weekend in June, out in the Middle when our child was away with his grandparents and a Grumpy looking Matt and a concerned looking Celeste had turned up on our door for; with the amount of booze Matt had brought would be a very drunk weekend. It is told from the point of view of four different people, though Daniel is the main narrator of the story and has the majority to say.
On a dry night in…’The Middle’
It was about 7 o’clock on the Friday, a dry starlit night and the prospect of a fine dry weekend to come. Ashley and I were sitting in front of the television watching a movie on the streaming box, so better than the boring old basic box we used to have and full of every kind of movie you could ever want to watch. After my parents had come to pick up Nicky this morning we had gone straight into the bedroom, closed all the curtains and gotten down and dirty with a sex session we had not had since the last time my parents had taken our boy away. As had always been the case our sex was amazing, Ashley would start by giving me a blowjob or as she called it ‘sucking out the first and the worst so she could take in the second to last’, something to do with lasting longer the second time around, I think, ha. Then I would dive between her legs, tongue tornado-ing her clit until she could take no more, there were times when I thought my tongue would fall off, but hay if it weren’t so good I wouldn’t be so good. During the last few months we have brought the concept of dirty talk into our love making and at the point where we realised we had started doing it we made a vow, its only dirty talk and if there is something that is said that is too wrong to be said the one who does not like the talk will say so. Funnily it seems that over time both our fantasies with the dirty talk have come together, or so much the same that there is only a slight grey line to separate the two most common spoken things. My dirty talk more often than not comprises of myself, while eating out her pussy saying that there could be another girl or someone else doing this while I stick my dick in her mouth. Ashley’s dirty talk tends to start just before her orgasm, it starts with an agreement to mine and then she drives home about how she would love to have my dick in her ass and another in her pussy, yeah I know doesn’t that sound just like what she had in the first story, sometimes I wait and wish to hear her say Matt’s name but she always climax’s first. We were nearing the end of the movie when the phone rang.
“hello, Ashley speaking” I answered the phone, thinking that it was Celeste or Matt calling to say that they were going to be late as they had been the last two times we had planned a weekend together.
“Hi Ashley, its Celeste” her voice seemed a little upset but the last few weeks she had been more upset than usual. A good drinking session and a girl’s talk is what she needed I thought to myself.
“Oh, hi Celeste how are you doing. Are you on your way yet or did you stop off for a little bit somewhere along the way” I jokingly say. I knew that my brother and Celeste had been having a bit of a rough patch lately as he had lost his job again but I thought they would have sorted it out by now.
Speaking a little timidly Celeste replied “I’m so sorry but we won’t be able to make it tonight, something has come up and we will have to come over tomorrow”. Close to tears it seemed Celeste waited for an answer from me as I shook my head over to Daniel to say they would not be coming tonight, he shook his head back.
“That’s ok Celeste. We will see you tomorrow then, phone me if you need to speak when he’s not around” I replied, I could hear Matt in the background and I could tell they had been fighting again.
“Ok, see you tomorrow, sorry” said Celeste as she hung up the phone.
“Was she ok” asked Daniel.
“They have been fighting again. I could hear it in her voice that she had been crying…I don’t know what is the matter with Matt at the moment because he seems to be always making Celeste cry” I replied. I snuggled back in to Daniel as we continued watching the film.
“I’ll try and get it out of him tomorrow” said Daniel as he gave me a kiss on the top of my head.
The Saturday morning came and went with still no show from Celeste and Matt. Ashley had had a text in the morning to say that she and Matt had talked and they had patched things up, a little, and would be heading down to us for about 1 o’clock in the afternoon, after they had stopped to get some booze. Ash and I had spent most of the morning in bed as we knew it could be a long night ahead of us and neither of us stayed awake much past 9 o’clock these days with work and Nicky tiring us out. We wanted to be fresh and alert at 12 midnight and not sleeping by ten.
“I can hear a car coming up the drive” shouted Ashley from the kitchen while I was sat on the toilet. It was nearly three o’clock in the afternoon and we had just begun to think they were going to blow us off again. Their car was a bit worse for wear as it was pushing on twenty years old and there was no doubt as it pulled to a stop outside the front door that it was them.
I could hear the front doorbell ring and a few seconds later I could hear Ashley saying hello to what sounded like first Celeste and then Matt, the second hello sounded strained as if said to someone who was a little angry or grumpy.
“Daniel…Matt and Celeste are hear” shouted Ashley again, just to let me know that Matt was passing the toilet on his way to the garden I think.
I finished on the toilet and headed firstly to the kitchen, Ashley and Celeste were there and they both had a glass of wine in their hands. Celeste’s eyes were slightly red and you could tell that she had cried very recently. Ashley was in the middle of asking her about what was the matter and Celeste broke off talking as she saw me come into the kitchen.
“hi Daniel, sorry for being late, we had to stop at the stores to get some booze and while we were there Matt got a talking to one of the army vets that hang out there”.
“That’s no problem Celeste…I hope everything is alright with you two now” I say as I lean in to give her a hug of reassurance. She rolls her mouth to the side and lightly shakes her head. “Oh, I take it there’s still a little tension between you two…I’ll go and have a talk with him” I say as I give her an apologetic smile. I give Ashley a kiss and head to the garden to find Matt.
I saw Daniel coming out of the conservatory door and I knew that he had been to see Celeste before coming out to me. At least he stopped by the fridge to get us both a beer on the way, and I saw a crate of beer by the kitchen worktops on the way to the garden, I had a feeling we would need it, and the bottle of Jack I brought too.
“Hi Matt, what’s up” asked Daniel as he handed me there bottle of beer, cold and easy to drink being opened already. I downed half a bottle before answering.
“not a lot, especially as I’m back on the unemployed list for the third time this year, or did you mean with me and Celeste as no doubt they have told you” I replied, Celeste and I had just had another argument about it and I was sure she would blurt it straight out to her BFF.
“Ah ok, I can see your a little pissed at something but I only came out to see if you were ok. Celeste and Ashley are in the kitchen talking but I didn’t stop to see what about…don’t worry you’ll get another job if that’s what you are worried about” replied Daniel. I didn’t mean to sound rude to him as he has always been a good friend it was just that I had really expected Celeste to have told Ashley last night.
“Sorry Daniel, I didn’t mean to snap at you it’s just I thought Celeste had already told Ashley and I thought you were coming out to talk me out of it as well” I told him as I tapped his shoulder. He sat down by the side of me and leant in to talk.
“Don’t worry, I can see your a bit stressed…what was it you thought Celeste had told us about” Daniel asked as he took a swig of beer.
“Well…you know that I have been unable to hold a job down for more than a month or two for a long time now”
“Yes, but everyone loses a job or two until they can find something that they can or will do well” replied Daniel.
“yea, but for me it felt like there was never going to be a job that I would ever settle down and stay around to do for more than a few weeks…that was until last week” I told him as I tried to remember how I was going to tell this to him and Ashley, well Ashley really was the only one that I had to get it right with.
“well…what was it that you think you have found that will keep you in a job for life, or for a long while anyway, is it collecting antiques or something like that as I know you have developed a keen interest in the Military memorabilia you have collected” said Daniel.
“it’s something close to that…I’m going to join the army, the infantry division is looking for new recruits and I can still join up for the next two years before I get too old to join with my age” I replied. I didn’t need to say a thing as I could see the look of shock on Daniel’s face. Ashley was no doubt going to take it a lot worse.
“Holy crap Matt, do you know what you are thinking of doing. It’s not like you can just leave when you want or that, it’s the army and in the army you must stay until you have done your service” replied Daniel. I know he had good intensions but I also knew that this was what I wanted to do.
“I leave in two weeks time and I have got at least a six month period until I come back home…do me a favour and try and help me to get Ashley and Celeste to see” I asked him as I downed the rest of my bottle and headed to the crate in the kitchen to get another.
“No fucking way, he wouldn’t be that stupid” I told Celeste after she told me what my stupid brother was thinking of doing. I knew he had done some stupid things over the years but to join the fucking army, no way.
“He has already signed the enrolment forms and he is leaving in two weeks time” added Celeste. She looked like she was going to burst out into tears again and if it wasn’t for the fact that Matt and Daniel came walking through the door, I think I would have too.
I looked over to Daniel, straight past Matt and I knew that he had been told as well. He was shrugging his shoulders. Matt was heading for the crate of beer by the fridge as I cut him off.
“what the hell do you think you are doing…joining the fucking army, people die in there and don’t think for a second that you can just up and leave when you want, you stupid idiot” I told Matt as I pushed his shoulder.
“hi sis…I know people get killed in the army but they do it protecting our country…and I know I can’t just up and leave when I want, that’s why I want to join, it’s what I need to do to get my life in order…discipline and order” replied Matt, he could obviously see the building tears in my eyes. Daniel put his hand on my shoulder and I burst.
“It’s a good career choice for the right people and I think Matt could well find the settlement he wants in there. It’s not forever and he will be home again before we know it” said Daniel trying to calm me, it had the opposite effect.
“What about Celeste, did you even stop to think about what will happen to your relationship while you are gone” I added as I shrugged Daniels hand off of my shoulder. Celeste had stopped crying and now came to my side to calm me too. Matt picked up a beer from the crate then turned to face me again.
“it is the reason that I have taken so long to sign up, but I have to do this for me, Celeste has promised to still keep in contact with me while I am away and when I return home again after my service I will get down on my knees and do the one thing she has told me she has been waiting for, to propose. But I must do this one thing before I can commit to a life I know I haven’t been able to commit to so far” replied Matt. He stepped forward and gave me a big hug. I had no choice but to hug him back and accept that my only brother was about to break not only Celeste’s heart, but mine as well.
After all the crying and hugging, and more crying throughout the afternoon we all decided that Matt had best have one hell of a send off on this his last full weekend at home. Matt himself had already downed a few bottles and was on his merry way, Celeste and Ashley had already finished their first bottle of wine and was well into their second bottle. Myself being the gracious host that I was had cooked the food on the BBQ, cleaned the kitchen of all the mess and had finally set up the nights musical entertainment, a mix of all the best tracks from every party album I owned, six hours at least of the best pop tracks, rock tracks and everything else in between to get this party night going.
At about 8.30pm Matt’s phone rang; he went outside to take the call as the music was at that point a little loud. Celeste’s face turned a little sour looking as matt said ‘hi Malcolm’ to the person on the other end of the phone call.
“Who’s Malcolm” asked Ashley, puzzled as to whom Matt was speaking to.
Celeste shook her head, an angry frown growing across her brow.
“he’s the reason that Matt has got this stupid idea of joining the army into his head…have you seen the old war vet down the convenience store in Picton, the one that dresses all in army gear and smells of liquor” said Celeste.
“The old guy that gets drunk and falls asleep on the park bench, and the bus stop, and basically anywhere he feels” replied Ashley. I had seen the old guy they were talking about, he just seemed lonely to me.
“That’s the one…he started to talk to Matt about his time in the army and convinced him that he should join. He even went with Matt to watch him sign up. For the last two weeks he has even been calling him to give him hints and tips to succeed and rise in the ranks quicker” added Celeste. We all went quiet as Matt came back into the room.
“I’m really sorry guys but I have to leave for an hour or two. One of my friends is moving to Florida and I may not get to see him again” said Matt as he grabbed another three bottles out of the crate.
“If you are going to see Malcolm you are going to be more than an hour or two aren’t you” snapped Celeste. She knew that it would take Matt at least 45 minutes to get to Malcolm’s, let alone the amount of time they spend talking.
“He’s leaving to go and live in Florida and I really have to say goodbye to him. Don’t be all funny with me babe, he’s been really good to me” replied Matt, adding another three bottles to his jacket pockets.
“Yeah and what about how good we have all been to you…” snapped Celeste again. This time she started walking towards the bathroom, leaving myself and Ashley shaking our heads at Matt.
“She’ll be alright” Matt’s words were a little slurred but he obviously wasn’t drunk enough to not realise how angry Celeste was with him. He started to walk to the door.
“And what about me…don’t you care what I think” barked Ashley, her own anger bubbling over, and that fact she was also a little tipsy.
Matt came back over, planted a kiss on Ashley’s cheek and smiled, “I love you sis…I’ll make it up to you when I come back I promise”. He turned and walked out the door without even trying to make up with Celeste.
Ashley looked at me then turned and went to the bathroom, taking the bottle of wine with her. For the next half an hour they stayed in the bathroom, there was shouting and angry words being spoken so I decided to give them some space.
When they finally came out of the bathroom Celeste gave me a hug to say sorry, there was no wine left in their bottle and she seemed quite drunk as she kissed me on the side of the face. She slur idly said that she wished Matt could have been more like me and then latched herself onto Ashley as they both giggled. Down the corridor to the living room they both toddled off arms around each other and happy, it seemed. Ashley gave me a quick look back and blew me a kiss as they crashed down onto the sofa.
Two hours later and three more bottles of wine consumed the two girls were pretty much hammered, Ashley was sitting on the sofa with her legs draped over Celeste and Celeste had her hands wrapped over them. I had a thought in my head that the two of them together sexually would be a sight to see and I must have stared for a little longer than I should have. Celeste gave me a smile just as she loosed her hand to fall into Ashley’s lap.
Nothing else was going to happen as the two girls started to nod off. The way Ashley’s head was twisted meant she would wake up with a really cricked neck in the morning so I decided that I would have to take her to bed. Celeste would be fine on the sofa and I would bring out a spare blanket for her after I had gotten Ashley into bed. I got up and headed for the two.
I placed my hand around Ashley’s shoulders, the other under her legs. As I was trying to get my hands in a comfortable position to be able to lift Ashley my face got pretty close to Celeste’s chest line, her top was quite low and I couldn’t help but look down her top. ‘Wow’ I thought as I noticed that Celeste’s breasts were almost double the size of Ashley’s and with her being nearly ten years younger than us they were still really subtle looking. My cock stirred a little and I had to look away.
With a big heave ho I lifted Ashley, I was quite drunk myself so it was a bit of an effort to get her up and keep a hold of her, her foot caught Celeste on the way and Celeste stirred a little. “Taking Ashley to bed, be back in a bit with blankets” I told her as I headed for the bedroom.
I placed Ashley on our bed, the sheets were warm as the heating was on and I knew she would be warm enough on top of them, actually too warm. I began to take a few of the layers off that she was wearing, her PJ top and bottoms, her silky top that always sticks to her skin like a wet rag when she gets too warm and then I lowered the lighting to nearly off. I started to head for the linen closet to get some blankets for Celeste but on the way I realised I really needed a pee. I had my pee and then a glass of water that I almost dropped, didn’t think I was that drunk but obviously I was, and I had been drinking spirits again so drinking water was maybe not the best idea.
I came out of the bathroom bumping into the wall as I did and completely forgot about the blankets for Celeste. I opened the door to our bedroom, closed it behind me and in the darkness began to undress, dropping the clothes in a pile on the floor. I moved around to my corner of the bed and slumped down into it, my head hit the pillow and I all but went straight to sleep. I heard Ashley give out a sigh to the side of me and turned to give her a kiss.
In the dim light of the dark bedroom I could not see too well but to me it seemed like Ashley had pulled the covers up to her face, though as my eyes adjusted to the dark I could see that wasn’t the case. I was reaching my hand out to feel my wife’s tits when I heard the sound of kissing. Mrs Keetley’s (the old woman who lives opposite us) security light came on suddenly, it’s not very bright and only slightly lights up our room so we have never complained about it, and boy wasn’t I glad I hadn’t. As the view became clearer to me I could see that Ashley was lying on her back, her body still on top of the covers and still semi naked. On top of Ashley, and kissing her mouth passionately was a semi naked Celeste, her hands squeezing Ashley’s breasts as her mouth eagerly tried to smoother Ashley’s.
Daniel had put me to bed, I can remember that much. He had carried me into the bedroom and rested me on my side of the bed before removing my PJ top and bottoms and my Silk blouse that always sticks to me if I leave it on while sleeping. He left to go to the bathroom I think. I was sleeping but I could feel him getting on top of me as he returned, his hands were smoothing my breasts as his mouth found mine, he was really really gentle as he kissed me. I don’t know exactly when I fell off to sleep but I remember feeling completely sexed out.
I pulled my hand back as I watched Celeste and Ashley carrying on their passionate kiss; I didn’t want to do something that was going to put a stopper on this so I kept as quiet as a mouse. Celeste seemed to be taking the lead as she started to lick around Ashley’s mouth, her hand was moving faster as she traced circles around Ashley’s nipples which were now rock hard. I savoured the view of Celeste’s body that was on top of Ashley’s, the curved fine looking ass that had all but the smallest of panties covering them, her legs that were intertwined with Ashley’s that were long and athletic looking. Her top half had a bra as the only bit of fabric covering them; her breasts drooped as the material struggled to contain them and even before I could imagine what they must have looked like underneath she had whipped it off. Her breasts rested on Ashley’s stomach for a second as her hands toyed with undoing Ashley’s bra strap, as quickly as that it was gone, flying to the side. Breast rested on breast as Celeste returned to kissing and licking Ashley’s mouth and face, there was either carnal pleasure or drunken pleasure going on right then but I didn’t care which just as long as it lasted.
Celeste’s right hand began to move down as it left the breast she was caressing, though her mouth continued its task of excavating Ashley’s mouth and never missed a beat. Down over her belly button Celeste’s delicately nimble fingers moved. Her fingers almost walked as they travelled the last few inches to Ashley’s mound, there was no hair as that was always shaved clean and Celeste’s fingers came only to a stop as they came to rest on her clit.
My cock was standing tall and my mind kept telling me to get stuck in there as well, but somehow I managed to resist and keep watching. The problem with most threesomes that happen unexpectedly is that the man cannot hold himself back and dives straight on in there, he’s so excited by the opportunity that he grabs the first pussy he can get his cock into and slams away like he’s going to last all night. Then he blows his wad and feels shitty for not being able to get it straight back up, feels self conscious about not lasting long and slinks out of the scene.
Celeste’s fingers began to draw circles in the sand that was Ashley’s clit, gently and with a precision that only a woman could know. Ashley’s mouth drew in a gush of air as Celeste’s finger circling began to take its desired effect. Celeste’s mouth dropped to Ashley’s neck, there was licking and nibbling and each action seemed to heighten Ashley’s arousal as her hands gripped for Celeste’s hair on her head, pulling her head closer. My cock ached but I still held my patience, ‘wait’.
With each passing second Ashley’s whimpers turned more to moans, her body began to jerk as Celeste’s finger movements upped a gear and her hands flailed wildly through Celeste’s hair as a orgasm no doubt drew near. Celeste had slowly been moving her mouth lower down Ashley’s neck, over her collar bone and was now about to land on her breast. Her lips parted as her mouth took up its position on Ashley’s nipple. Ashley let out another moan, loader and with a more heightened sense of arousal, her right leg began to tremble as Celeste’s finger movements reached a climax.
With an ‘ahhhhh, ohhhhh’ Ashley’s orgasm broke through, her body shook as if a thousand volts of electricity was flowing through it and her breath caught in her throat. Celeste seemed to know what to do next as her finger movements slowed to a steady slow squeeze of Ashley’s clit, more of a grab than a swirl now. Ashley seemed to appreciate the change of pace as she slunk into a calmer breathing rhythm. Celeste’s fingers dropped from Ashley’s clit and began to travel a path to Ashley’s pussy, which was now glistening in the pale lighting of the room. I saw a finger, then two, then three slip inside Ashley’s pussy as easy as putting a dollar bill inside a bank vault. ‘slurp, slurp’ went the sound as Celeste began to finger fuck Ashley’s pussy and ‘slurp, slurp’ came the added sound as her mouth sucked on Ashley’s nipples with a new sense of meaning. My cock was screaming as it oozed pre cum, ‘wait for it’.
After a few more minutes of finger fucking and nipple sucking Celeste’s body began to show signs of gearing up to move, her legs spread out as her knees began to move downwards and her breasts slowly slipped south of Ashley’s. Her fingers still finger fucked Ashley’s pussy as her mouth released its grasp of her nipples, her mouth followed the contours of Ashley’s breast around the curves and down onto her belly. Her knees slunk further down the bed, her left hand prepared to take more of her weight. Her head moved down to Ashley’s belly button, her tongue lapping at the hole and the belly bar she had in, her knees moved further down the bed. My cock ached some more and my hand almost gave in to it’s wanting to take a hold and squeeze, ‘just a little longer’.
Celeste’s left elbow came resting down on the bed, her hand came to rest on Ashley’s left breast and the fingers immediately went to work on Ashley’s left nipple. Her knees came to a stop as her back arched upwards. Her head was now stationary above Ashley’s clit and pussy, as if she were trying to decide which to take in first. Her fingers that were in Ashley’s pussy came slurping out, then came to rest on Ashley’s clit. A second later Celeste’s head lowered and her mouth dug into Ashley’s pussy like a starving wolverine on a carcass, their lips smacked together as juices flowed back and forth. My cock felt as if it would surely burst, ‘now, do it now…ok, now’.
As Celeste munched away on Ashley’s pussy and her hand squeezed and played with her left breast I reached out with my hand and placed it on Ashley’s right breast, it was still wet from Celeste’s saliva. Ashley had already begun to moan again as all the sensations of her pussy being eaten out and her breasts being squeezed began to take effect. My hand seamed to make no difference to the fact that she was being eaten out by a woman, or that was what I thought anyway while I began to play with her breast. She was obviously oblivious to the fact.
As I played with Ashley’s breast I suddenly felt the warmth and pressure of a hand upon my cock. My cock was standing as hard as it had ever stood and the sudden grasp of it made the pre cum ooze out just a little bit faster, a fact the persons hand observed as it rubbed the tip of my cock. I glanced down as I searched for the owner of the hand. ‘Wow’ I thought as that person turned out to be Celeste. Her mouth was still eating out Ashley’s pussy like a pie eating competition winner at the start of a contest and her left hand still ravaged her left breast, but now her right hand had a hold of my cock and it had begun to move up and down my shaft. Ashley’s mouth gulped for air as her second orgasm approached, Celeste’s mouth seamed to quicken the pace, her tongue as fast and as accurate as a viper as it darted in and out of her pussy and lips. She also quickened the pace on my cock. Luckily for me Ashley’s body gave out first and her second orgasm exploded through her, she was looking pretty spent as her breathing slowed to a gentle pant.
Without a single word and without a second to object her head moved from Ashley’s pussy and her mouth came crashing down onto my cock, ‘slurrrrp’. Her left hand still caressed Ashley’s left breast but her whole body now moved to accommodate her new target, my cock. Up, down, up, down her head moved as she took up the call to empty my balls of their little men, but if I let this continue I knew I would blow my load very soon. I pulled myself away. Celeste seemed to take it that I was done and went back to licking Ashley’s pussy again.
I shimmied my body down the bed, so low I was holding one leg off the end of the bed and over the footrest. Celeste’s ass was still up in the air as her body arched to allow her head to rest between Ashley’s thighs, at just the right height for doggy. My head moved around to line up with her ass and I gazed at the slit’s in front of me, ‘so much to do, and so little time’ I thought to myself. The fact that time was quickly passing by had popped into my head and I knew that at some point soon Ashley would fall asleep and my own body would not go for too much longer with tiredness an ever real threat. I moved my head forward; my mouth was still undecided as to its target. Celeste was licking Ashley with slow smooth strokes that had a soothing effect as Ashley’s breathing slowed to a point of almost being a sleeping persons breathing.
My tongue left a snail trail of saliva on Celeste’s ass cheek as it headed for its goal, my tongue would lick this place till it gleamed before I planted my cock in the other. My hands gripped her thighs as I removed the ability to escape, even though her body screamed ‘take me’. Her both hands caressed Ashley’s breasts as her tongue continued its slower assault on her pussy.
My nose rested on her skin, soft and scented like chocolate (that’s what I told myself anyway). My tongue took up position then darted out of my mouth. The hole was tight yet loose, as would be expected of an anal entrance. My tongue forced its way in, lubricating the walls of her ass as the muscle’s relaxed. My lips clamped over her hole as my tongue set to work opening her up, I have only a smallish tongue but I was so locked on I could feel her fleshy innards, ‘please let me last a little longer than usual’ I prayed as my cock pulsed with the excitement. For five or ten minutes, who knows I wasn’t counting I licked that ass, it was cleaner than a surgical room and I was living the dream. I had a quick lick of her soaking wet pussy just before I pulled my head away from her ass, like strawberries and cream (that’s what my mind told me anyway) it tasted, ‘I got to go know before I shoot my load all over her back’ I thought to myself as my cock flexed up and down uncontrollably.
I took up position behind her, her legs parted further to allow me to enter deeper. My left hand gripped her waist as my right hand searched for her big juicy tits. The tip of my cock reached her pussy entrance, soaking wet and eagerly anticipating my arrival. I pushed through, an inch, then two, then three she growled in delight, ‘put it all in…’ Before she could finish I slammed on home, my balls crashed against her skin as I tried to push my cock out through her throat, my ass muscles clenched as I dragged my body back. Without a seconds delay I slammed back into her, balls slapping on her skin again as I tried in vain to push on through her body and out her throat. Again out then in, out then in my rhythm slowly building to a race. Celeste lifted her head slightly as my rhythm began to settle in, ‘ohhh fuckkkk yeahh’ she whispered as her ass began to grind back against my thrusts. I glanced at Ashley’s face as I slammed back and forth into Celeste’s pussy, ‘she looks almost asleep’ I thought to myself, and indeed she was almost asleep at that moment. My quickening pace had my cock screaming more and with all the built up pressure my ejaculation was close at hand, ‘shit…should I pull out before I shoot my load or should I leave it in and fill her up’ I thought as the rhythmic thrusts came to a peak.
“Oh shit, I’m about to cum” I said as the pressure holding my ejaculation got too close to stop.
“Leave it in me” replied Celeste as she slammed back into my thrust, forcing me to stop.
It was too late now to pull out anyway, my cock had began to empty its load and with Celeste pushing back hard against me my cum began to shoot out in full force. Wave after wave of my seed flooded her insides, my hand gripped hold of her tit with such a force I was sure I would leave a mark, and still my cum came flooding out.
With my flaccid cock beginning to slip out of Celeste’s pussy and the tiredness of the busy day quickly catching up with me, I lowered myself down to the side of the two girls. Ashley had her eyes closed and was very rapidly slipping off into a deep sleep. Celeste had her ass still held up in the air and seemed to be getting the last few sips of Ashley’s pussy juices as she slurped and swallowed. The security light of Mrs Keetleys still lit up the room as my eyes began to close, though I tried to imprint as much of I could of the image that was still in front of me. Ashley’s breathing had slowed so much that her breasts only ever so slightly heaved up and down with each breath, her legs remained wide open as Celeste’s head rested between them and Celeste herself was still hunched up below her licking away.
After what must have been only twenty minutes or so, It could have been longer but not much longer I felt the bed move as someone got out and I could hear the door being awkwardly opened a second or two later. I outstretched my arm to grasp for Ashley’s breast. I felt skin, soft and warm and right by my side. As my hand traced the curves of her skin I realised that they were sleeping on their front, and that it was Celeste and not Ashley that was sleeping to my side. She was fast asleep and did not react to my stroking of her skin and for a few minutes I let myself feel her softness, caressing her ass cheeks and exploring every inch of her body I could get a hold of, and that’s when I began to realise that we could not wake up with the three of us sharing a bed and naked together. I had to come up with a plan and it had to be soon as I heard the sound of Ashley returning.
I manoeuvred myself to the middle of the bed and rolled Celeste to the side where I had just been, if Ashley came back to bed and found me near to her side of the bed she would assume that I had moved to her side and she would cuddle back up until turning over. Once she had fallen back to sleep I was going to carry Celeste into the spare bedroom and place her in the spare bed, hopefully she would just assume that her and Matt had had sex at some point in the night and that was why she was naked in the bed. It was a fool proof plan I thought and all I had to do was wait until Ashley came back to bed and fall asleep, I had heard her coming back to the bedroom and all I had to do was stay awake myself. I waited for her to enter the room, she didn’t. I heard movement in the living room, ‘she is doing something like hunting for pain killers’ I thought to myself not realising that she was still going to be quite drunk with the amount of alcohol she had consumed. I waited some more.
After what seemed like an hour, though it could have only been ten minutes or so I had the uneasy feeling that she was falling asleep in the living room, ‘that’ll make it bit more awkward, especially if she has not fallen to sleep and is sitting wondering what has happened’ I began to panic that this was not going to end as well as it had the first time. I carefully got out of bed so as not to wake Celeste, if Ashley had gone to sleep in the spare bedroom herself then moving Celeste now would be a mistake, I had to find out what she was doing first.
I opened the door and walked out into the corridor, the light of TV flashed as I peered into the room. The sight in front of me shocked the hell out of me for a second until I could regain my composure. Our sofa runs along the length of one wall, a large corner suite and then halfway down another its fabric taut and its frame crisp as would be expected from a sofa that was only half a year old. The TV had obviously been put on and left on by someone and it was from the changing light that I got my view. There was someone sitting on the sofa, a man, and on top of him and very excitedly bouncing up and down was Ashley, she was still completely naked and most probably drunk. She was riding him like a dog that drags its ass across the floor trying to scratch an itch it can’t scratch; she was grinding her body like she was trying to break off his cock. And by the look of it she loved it.
I stood there for ten minutes or so watching her ride him, my cock stirring as I recalled the last time I saw Ashley riding Matt’s cock. I was wondering how this scenario had come to be when I spied an empty bottle of Jack D on the sofa, close to where Matt was sitting, ‘that explains why he is not jumping up and freaking out at the thought of fucking his sister’ I thought to myself, ‘but why is Ashley in here in the first place fucking him’. Those thoughts faded to the back of my mind as I witnessed the approaching orgasm of Ashley, her back arched as she erupted into it. Matt too must have been ejaculating as I saw his body flinch and straighten; his hand half heartedly reached for Ashley’s tits then slumped back down onto the sofa. Ashley moved her body off of Matt’s and slumped down onto the sofa beside him, her body was full of sweat and his cock glistened in the switching light of the TV. I let them settle before I put my new plan into motion.
I moved to the sofa, careful to stay as quiet as I could as this was going to be a delicate operation to sort out what could end up being one big mess. Ashley did not move as I placed my hands around her back and as quick and as quiet as I could I lifted her up. Matt still sat there sleeping and I was glad to see that with my new plan I would not have to clean him up this time as I had had to do before. I pushed the door to the bedroom with my shoulder and into the bedroom I carried Ashley, Celeste was still sleeping soundly and she did not move as I laid Ashley down on the bed. I covered Ashley over with the Duvet on her side of the bed and moved around the bed to get to Celeste. ‘Quiet and gentle as a mouse’ I was thinking to myself as I cupped my hands around Celeste’s back, her arm moved and caught around my neck as I began to lift, ‘shit if she wakes now all hell is going to break loose’ I thought as her body moved to far up my chest and her nipple came to rest on my lips. The temptation to bite down on her nipple was strong but I resisted. She did not stir again as I headed to the living room, pushing the door once again with my shoulder and only just missing Celeste’s head in the process. ‘Quiet and gentle as a mouse’ I kept telling myself as I placed Celeste down on the sofa next to Matt, he remained still throughout the process and seemed to be fast asleep. Dirty as my thoughts are I could not just walk out of the room while Celeste sat there with her legs wide open and just as I was about to leave I looked down at her pussy, there was a very little tuft of well trimmed hair and it felt as if it called to me for one last taste. I couldn’t stick my cock in her as that would surely waken her, or Matt. I could try licking her pussy but that would most probably have the same effect. So as I stood over her I came up with only one solution, I would stick my fingers into her pussy and lick them after they were good and wet, then If there was still no movement I would masturbate and shoot my load into her mouth, I stuck my fingers into her pussy as I took up position in front of her.
As I knelt in front of Celeste with my fingers getting deeper into her pussy my own erection began to build again, so chuffed was I that my plan had gone so good I began to think that maybe I could have a quick lick of her pussy. I slowly began to move forward and that’s when all my carefulness up to this point almost came undone, as Celeste moved her leg and trapped my fingers inside her pussy, nearly knocking me out in the process. Her hand reached to the side and found Matt’s chest, ‘shit if he wakes up now with my hand in Celeste’s pussy it’ll be worse than catching me Ashley and Celeste in bed together’ I thought as I tried to free my hand. I pulled her leg back; she gave out a moan of annoyance and quickly moved her leg back. Not as quick as I managed to get my hand out of her pussy though and with the freedom of my hand I began to slink away from the sofa. Celeste’s hand reached further over and came to rest on Matt’s cock; Matt in turn began to stir. As quiet as a mouse and just as quick I scrambled from the living room and into the bathroom, catching the door and making a loud bang at the same time.
With the quick sense to turn the bathroom light on I saved the situation. I could hear the muffled sounds of Matt and Celeste as they snuggled up to each other and giggled about what they were dressed like and where they were. I stayed in the bathroom for a couple of minutes longer than I needed until I turned the light off and headed back to my bedroom, glancing ever so slightly at Matt and Celeste snuggling in the living room as I passed. Ashley was fast asleep as I got back into bed and I did nothing that would have woken her up. Quiet as a mouse I laid there in bed until sleep finally found me.
The next day and beyond!
I woke up with the worst hangover I have ever experienced, my head was pounding and my body felt as if I had gone ten rounds with Mike Tyson, even between my legs ached like hell. Daniel was still fast asleep when I got up to go and find some painkillers. I went straight to the kitchen and as I passed the living room I noticed that Celeste and Matt were snuggling together on the sofa, ‘I’m glad he came back and they made up’ I thought as I rummaged through the draws for the painkillers. I can remember feeling really achy down below and just presumed the Daniel had had a good night again while I was stone cold drunk. I got back to the bedroom and woke Daniel to tell him that I had seen Matt and Celeste snuggling in the living room, he snorted ‘yea great’ and continued to sleep.
I saw Ashley going to the kitchen, Matt and I were snuggling on the sofa at the time and I gave him a nudge to wake up. He must have had a bad hangover as he growled at me to let him sleep just a little longer, I too had a bit of a hangover but I wasn’t so grumpy this morning, I actually felt really satisfied, and looking at what I had on clothes wise I could tell why.
I got up from the sofa a little while later and headed to the kitchen to make myself a cup of tea; the kettle was empty so I run the tap to fill it up. Damn I forgot how noisy the bloody thing was and I knew that the sound would wake somebody up. I put the teabag, milk and sugar into the cup and waited for the kettle to boil. I could hear Ashley and Daniels bedroom door open.
While I was laying there in bed I heard the unmistakable sound of the kitchen tap being turned on, someone was making a cup of tea. I got out of bed and headed for the kitchen.
When I got to the kitchen Celeste was standing by the counter waiting for the kettle to boil, “you want a cup” she asked, I nodded my head ‘yes please’ and plonked myself down on a chair. My head was still pounding from the alcohol and the painkillers were only just starting to get to work.
“I saw that Matt came back last night and you two made up” I asked Celeste as she started to fill the cups with water.
“Yes, even though I can’t remember him coming back in…And I definitely can’t remember the night of sex we had” replied Celeste smiling a satisfied smile, and a cheeky nod ‘you know what I mean’.
“I know exactly what you mean…Daniel likes to have his way when I get really drunk and I think he had a good time last night”, I shifted my ass on the chair seat, “though I didn’t mind as I feel quite satisfied myself”. We giggled to each other in acknowledgement as Celeste placed the cup of tea in front of me. We talked about things while the guys slept in, the talk inevitably turning back to what would happen now that Matt was going off to war.
“I know he said that he would send as much of his pay back to me while he is away as he can, but as it stands now we are struggling to pay the rent and within the next three weeks I will have to find somewhere else to live” said Celeste as she drank her second cup of tea of the morning. He eyes were full of worry and the tears were only just being held back.
“If you want I will talk with Daniel and I will ask him if you can come and live with us for a while until you can save up enough money to find a place cheaper and closer to us” I told her as she fought to keep back the tears.
“I couldn’t possibly impose on you two like that” replied Celeste, tears welling in her eyes.
“Don’t be daft, we have plenty of space and you are welcome to stay anytime you want…and we could do with a live in babysitter too” I jokingly replied. A smile crept across Celeste’s face but the tears began to flow too.
“Thank you so much Ashley…you’re like the sister I never had” replied Celeste as she broke out into a flood of tears.
I knew that the whole thing with their rent was bad, and the fact that Matt was going to be leaving her for at least the next six months, that was going to push her close to the edge, “I just wish Matt would have done what he should have done a long time ago and bloody well proposed to you…maybe then he would finally get around to putting a baby in you”. I gripped hold of her hand and gave her a reassuring smile that one day soon he would get around to it, even though it wouldn’t be for at least the next six to nine months unless something miraculous happened.
I got out of bed; put on my PJ’s and headed to the kitchen where I could hear Ashley and Celeste talking. I could see Matt getting his things together as I passed the living room; he looked a little worse for wear. As I entered the kitchen I was greeted with a big ‘morning’ from Celeste and a loving smile from Ashley. I waved my hand ‘hi’ to Celeste and headed over and gave Ashley a kiss on the cheek, “morning love”. Ashley smiled back and opened her mouth to say something.
“morning my love…Celeste and I have been talking this morning about what will happen once Matt goes off to war” said Ashley looking over to Celeste then back to me.
“Nothing new there then, you’re always talking away” I replied smiling.
“yes I know” smiled Ashley back, “anyway, we have been talking and Celeste is really worried about being able to pay her rent when Matt leaves…I told her that you wouldn’t mind if she came to stay with us for a while…that ok with you” asked Ashley. Celeste’s eyes were looking at me and I could feel that fear in them if I had said no.
“If we got the room…and a live in babysitter would be handy” I replied. Ashley and Celeste exchanged a glance at each other and began to laugh, ‘a private joke’ I thought. Celeste came over and gave me a big hug and said ‘thank you’.
Matt came into the kitchen about ten minutes later, Celeste told him of the offer that Ashley and myself had proposed and he too gave us both about a dozen ‘thank you’s’. We talked for a little while out in the kitchen about how we would have to sort out moving their things before Matt left and the girls made their plans for the new living arrangements. Less than an hour later Matt seemed to be itching to get somewhere and the two of them gave their second lot of ‘thank you’s’ and left. Ashley and I spent the rest of that day planning on how Celeste would integrate into our lives, we began to move some of Nicks toys into our room and some of the other junk we had up into attic space.
Ashley took my hand at one point and said, “I take it you had a good time last night” she had a sly look in her eyes and she began to lift her top.
My cock began to stir as her hand traced a line down my side towards my cock, I in return began to pull at her bottoms, trying to get them down in one go. Her words began to repeat over in my head, ‘I take it you had a good time last night’. ‘Could it be that she remembered some of what happened last night?’ No, if she had she would have been really pissed once they had left. My cock was already out and her clothes were now in a bundle on the floor.
“I take it you enjoyed” I said as I took her nipple into my mouth.
“Oh yea…I want to do it again but this time I want to be sober when we do it” she replied. Her hand was grasping at my cock to enter her and just as I lined myself up with her pussy I could almost swear that she was talking about what happened with Celeste. We had sex a lot that day and through each session she kept saying strange things like, ‘I would do anything for you…anything’ and ‘do you want it’. I dared not mention what went down the night before but boy, didn’t I think about it as we fucked.
Matt went off to war, Celeste and Ashley cried as if he was never coming back and I had to pick up the pieces after they spent the next three days drunk and crying. Eventually two weeks later we moved Celeste and her belongings into our home and life began to settle into a routine of happy co-existence. Nick loved the thought of his ‘aunty Celeste’ living with us and the help with babysitting meant that Ashley and I could have a little bit more alone time, even my parents seemed to approve of our live in babysitter and often took her along on their trips.
Four months into our living arrangements Ashley cornered me one day; she was happy and wanted to give me some kind of news.
“Have you noticed in the last few days that Celeste has been off her food” she told me as she directed me into the bedroom.
“Just thought she had a bug” I replied
“Well it’s not quite a bug” she smiled, “it’s a bun…a bun in the oven”.
“oh good for her…wow wait a minute Matt has been gone for the last four months, surely she would have found out before now” I asked, a little sceptical that she may have had sex with another man while Matt was away.
“That’s the crazy thing. The doctor told her that she has had bleeding in between and that it just happens sometimes when she explained that she had not had sex since the night they stayed at ours” said Ashley, “I told her that I went nearly three months when I carried Nicky and did not have a clue at the time”.
“Has she told Matt yet” I asked
“Not yet, but she said she was going to wait until I got my result back today” she answered. Her head dropped down as she anticipated my next question.
With a knot in my throat I asked her, “What results…don’t tell me you are pregnant too”.
She lifted her head and smiled, “maybe”.
They say you should ‘count your blessings in life’, they say it when you are at your lowest point and they say it when you are at your highest, and from where you stand it can make a world of difference to how you reply. I personally count my blessings everyday and Daniel here was counting his, there was a chance that the baby Celeste was carrying would be his and when Ashley finally got her results back she was two months pregnant. This time he knew that the baby she carried was 100% his and apart from a slip up mistake no-one would ever know what went down on those two crazy nights…in the middle.
The following story is of pure fiction. Any similarity to persons alive or dead is purely coincidental and unintentional. If easily offended stop reading now, if on the other hand you are open minded and have ever had some really dirty thoughts, please read on.Hi, my name is Daniel. I would like to tell you a story from one night not so long ago, a night in June lets say. I live out in the Middle and I am a 36 year old supervisor at a local factory, making all sorts of rubbish little trinket things. I have a wife Ashley who is 34 years old and works in a local pre school nursery teaching simple things to the next generation of the human race, our future they say! We’re both fairly fit and active and try to eat all the good healthy ‘home grown’ food that is good for our body and minds and all the blah blah blah. Anyway, we have been together for some 15 years now and we feel really happy together in our simple little lives just like any other ‘normal’ couple. My Nan passed away about ten years ago and left her house to my parents, them being her only children. My parents needed someone to rent the house and seeing as my older brother had long since moved away to another state with his wife and kids they had asked my wife and I if we would want to rent it. ‘most definitely’ I had replied, you won’t find a three bedroom cottage to rent for $100 a month anywhere else in the world I would imagine, so yeah we jumped at the chance. That was ten years ago now and we have no plans on ever moving out, even if we did eventually have kids of our own.
I like I said have got one brother whom I see maybe once or twice in a year. Fine by me as he became a right ass after university and even his wife is a bit of a bitch, and don’t get me started on their spoilt ignorant as hell kids. My wife has got a single brother and unlike my own brother we get on really well, as close as my own brother used to be. He is only 26 years old, always between jobs and until recently, women. He has managed to hold down a small flat closer to town than myself and my wife but of late he has had a bit of a slump with women. Not that he would have much difficulty pulling a woman at a local bar as he is a good looking sucker and could smile his way into fort Knox. It’s just that lately he’s been getting a bit down with himself at not being able to hold down a relationship like the one his sister and I have, instead ending up with some drunken abusive nut job. He has come to stay with us quite a few times lately and I know my wife enjoys the fact that Matt ( his name by the way) and us share a common interest in just about most things and I have made her brother aware that he is welcome anytime at our house. It was on one of these nights that my story takes place and in the tale I will give my account of what happened intertwined with what my wife in her own words remembers. Here we go.
On a rainy night in…’The Middle’
It was about 6 o’clock on a Saturday, and the heavens had opened. Rain lashed at the windows and my wife and I had already decided to have an alcohol fuelled night of lovemaking. There was sod all on the TV again and we had put on one of our favourite playlists from the CD system, it starts with a few hours of upbeat tunes and slowly gears down to a concoction of the best of Marvin Gaye love songs and any of the slow ‘get your thing on’ love songs we own. Our bedroom was on the opposite side of the hallway to the living room and more often than not we would come straight in from work and chuck on a pair of Pyjama’s to relax into. Being a Saturday and with the prospect of going out a no go, we donned our PJ’s and readied ourselves for a good session. We had just opened a bottle of beer when the phone rang.
“Hello, Ashley speaking” I said as I answered the phone. Hoping it wasn’t my mother saying they were going to call today.
“Hi sis, it’s Matt”
“Oh, hi Matt… What’s up bro” I ask. Daniel is looking at me as I shrug my shoulders to say that I don’t know what he wants.
“I heard you were having a party and you don’t mind if I come, but you couldn’t get hold of me”
“Well were not having a party but you can come and have a drink with us if you want” I reply. I look over to Daniel to see if it is ok and he nods his head ok.
“I don’t want to intrude…I’ll give it a miss if you are not having a party as I will have to pay full price for a cab home if there’s no-one else to bum a lift home with…I’ll just stay at home instead”
“Don’t be stupid. We don’t mind you coming over and staying the night…just bring some drink with you” I reply, again looking to Daniel for approval. He nods a ‘yes ok’. I know he was hoping to get in a session tonight on me, “maybe a quickie before he comes” I mouth over which gets a smile of approval.
“Are you sure” asks Matt
“Of course…see you in a bit and don’t forget to bring some booze” I say as I hang up the phone. “Now what did I just promise”. Daniel is unbuttoning his fly as I return the phone to its holder and he pulls out his semi flaccid cock.
My cock was just about ready to explode into her pussy, her juices oozing as she anticipated my ejaculation. With her blowjob just twenty minutes ago emptying me for my first ejaculation I really had to up the speed to get my cock ready to explode again and here it came. Her lovely tight ass slammed into my upper thighs as I dug deep into her, my hand gripped her one tit forcefully as I unloaded my second load deep inside her pussy. She groaned a loving groan and smiled back at me with satisfaction. We had always had a great sex life and would always try to get in at least three sessions a week, even more if we had a holiday week. We were no square couple either. We once did it in a restaurant that had only one toilet, you should have seen the face of the woman that had been waiting for the toilet as we came out, ha. Another time we did anal in the toilets of the local swimming pool and I just casually jumped into the pool after with my wife in hand without so much as cleaning ourselves off, she did have to get straight back out though as she struggled to hold my cum inside, ‘you squirt so much’ she had said. All that and yet we had never been blessed with kids of our own. ‘we’re too dirty’ she had said a few times when my cum had filled her ass such much it leaked for two days later, ‘or not dirty enough’ I had replied with a dirty smile. I do have a filthy mind, though they do say it’s not the mouth it comes out of but the mind it goes into. The door knocks.
I had barely enough time to clean myself up before Daniel had opened the door to let my brother in. His cum was still gurgling around in my ass and would be for another hour or so after.
“Hi my baby bro” I say as I lean in and give him a great big hug and peck on the cheek.
“Hi sis…I hope you both don’t mind me staying”
“Don’t be daft…your welcome to stay anytime” I reply. Daniel has already told him this and gone to get him a beer. “Anytime” he adds from the kitchen. “How are you…working tomorrow” I ask. No chance, mom had already told me that he had lost his job again and had said that he was feeling sorry for himself.
“No work…just want to get plastered with my fav sis and her man” he replies, there’s a look of loneliness on his face that is a bit more obvious than normal.
“If you want to talk, Daniel is always here for you” I say as I give him another hug.
“Yea he’s a good guy…but for now I just want to get good and hammered”
“Well let’s see if we can sort you out with that” says Daniel as he comes into the room carrying a can of beer for him.
“Thanks Dan, I’ll have this one but after that I’m going on the Vodka” replies Matt. ‘he really is feeling down’ I think to myself as he only goes all out on the vodka if he is wanting to get completely wasted and not remember a thing, I know those days from a long time ago, before I met Daniel.
Ashley had been in the bath for a long while, so long that I had already had four beers and was now drinking my fifth. She had taken her bottle of wine in with her but she would normally only drink about half a glass if that while she laid there. Matt and I had been talking and I had just about got the gist of what was wrong with him. He had not had a girlfriend or one night stand for nearly six months now and was feeling a little down, thinking he would be alone for the rest of his life, or until he finally went out and got another woman just like the ones he had always picked up before. But he had also said that he was tired of being bounced from one dull woman to another, he wanted to find a girl to settle down with and have a relationship like myself and his sister had. ‘That can take a bit of time’ I had told him. He rolled his eyes as if saying ‘duh, I know’.
The bedroom door opened as Ashley came stumbling out carrying an almost empty bottle of wine. She had put her PJ’s back on, but had decided that she did not need her bra. I could just about see her nips through the t-shirt she wore and I knew she was still a little horny from our quick session earlier.
“You didn’t want to put a bra on did you…I don’t think your brother wants to see a woman’s nips on display” I said as she walked through the hall light.
“He doesn’t look at me like that stupid…and he knows what I will be doing after…it’s been nearly a week that I’ve gone without” replies Ashley smirking. The bottle flailing in her hand as she came towards me.
“This poor man has gone without for a hell of a lot longer” I say as she slumps down onto my lap. The bottle of wine still has a little in the bottom and the sudden drop of her body makes it swish towards the top.
“I’m ok, it’s your house” replies Matt as he shrugs his head in amusement.
Ashley leans over me and taps her brother on the shoulder, “never mind bro you’ll get some when you want to…every woman I know tells me you’re a handsome bugger and they wouldn’t mind a bit of you”. She smiles and begins to steady herself to get back up.
As she’s getting to her feet she slips on the rug, sending the bottle of wine out of her hand. It lands in her brother’s lap and the wine that is left in the bottle quickly empties into his crotch area, soaking his jeans and pants. She’s not drunk but I can see that she is very merry, she says her ‘sorry’ to her brother whom himself just sits there. He too is on his merry way I think to myself.
I can’t believe what a clutz I was. The bottle had seemed almost empty as I walked to the living room with it, and I had only had two, maybe three glasses, big glasses.
“I’m so sorry Matt. I slipped on the bloody rug”. His jeans are soaked through but he didn’t seem to notice at first. He’s getting very tipsy I think.
“I’ll go get him a pair of PJ’s and Boxers. I’ve got a spare pair that he can borrow” says Daniel as he goes to the bedroom to get some clothes for Matt. He didn’t bring any spare as he didn’t expect anyone to throw a bottle of wine over him that night.
“Only the PJ’s, and only the bottoms…it’s like a furnace in here and I don’t want to wear another man’s boxers, thanks” says Matt as he lifts the bottle and places it on the sideboard, knocking it into a vase.
“So sorry” I say again trying not to laugh. Matt looks at me and chuckles while shaking his head.
“You sure you don’t want a pair of boxers” asks Daniel as he re-enters the room with the pair of PJ bottoms.
“No, you’re ok” replies Matt as he takes the pair of bottoms from Daniel and stumbles off to the bathroom to change. Luckily he was a bit tipsy by now or he would have noticed that they were his best jeans.
“You’d better get another drink” says Daniel looking at the empty bottle of wine. He pours himself a Jack Daniels from the decanter and shakes his head laughing at what I had just done.
“It was an accident” I say as I head to the kitchen. Once there I see that there are no more bottles of wine in the fridge and look for something else to drink. ‘I ain’t drinking Jack, it’s too dire in the morning. I ain’t drinking tequila, it puts me to sleep quicker than the Opera. Oooh, Bacardi, that’s a little winner for Daniel’ I think to myself. Daniel knows that if I drink Bacardi I become his sex slave, I can’t get enough of his throbbing dick in me. Matt will be out soon and then I’ll make my move, Daniel will see it coming though.
As Ashley comes back into the living room I can see that she has made herself a Bacardi and Coke, the love drink. She goes wild every time she drinks it and she doesn’t even remember my name on the odd occasion when she gets so drunk and she doesn’t pass out. ‘Like a nympho’ I have told her.
“What’s that your drinking there then little lady” I ask as she strolls back into the living room and sits on the sofa, her eyes slyly grinning.
“Later” she replies in a sultry voice that beckons my cock to stir.
A couple of seconds later Matt walks back into the room, holding a bottle of vodka in his one hand and a glass of vodka and coke in the other. The PJ bottoms that I had lent him were quite thick but even though you could still see that his dick was dangling free in them as he slumped back on the sofa by my side. Shit I forgot the hole in the front is loose on those ones I think to myself as he sits back down and begins to drink some more. The buttons had been loosened by Ashley one night when she had pulled my cock out a bit roughly and started to rub it; my dick had never fallen out but had been seen by my wife on several occasions, leading to a fuck fest.
“How you doing Matt, I see your on the strong stuff now just like your sister” I say as I see him down half a glass in one go.
“Neaarrllly tthheerreee” he says as he tries to fill another glass, hands wobbling a bit as his eyes struggle to see.
“Yay, me-too” says Ashley as she brings up the bottle of Bacardi from the side of the sofa and fills up her drink, less coke, more Bacardi. She starts to drink and smiles at me, noticing that she was going to pay for it in the morning with a look of ‘ok’. I continue to drink my Jack Daniels and listen to my wife attempting to hum to the music.
After about another hour the ‘party’ had begun to change. My wife was still just about able to hold her head up with the odd lapse of her neck muscle dropping it forward. Matt on the other hand was completely wasted, he still sat by the side of me on the sofa but his eyes were shut and his hand had all but lost grip on his glass. He sat so still that I tried to open his eye just to see if he could react, his eye was rolled back in his head and he was gone so far away he would not be back until the morning. Ashley got up and said something about needing to go to the ‘toil a wet, bees back soooons’, she wobbled off and I could hear her scrabbling for the light switch.
I downed what was left of my Jack and filled another ready. ‘damn, I can’t even get drunk off the Jack tonight I think to myself as I fill a stronger portion of Jack to Coke, nearly neat. I was very tipsy no doubt but I couldn’t get as drunk as my wife or her brother by my side.
“Wheerrre is the toil a wet paperssss” I can remember thinking as I got to my feet, or sort of to my feet. “Ahhh fucckk itttt”. I didn’t wipe as there was no paper, or none that I could remember seeing.
I walked (stumbled) back into the living room. ‘Let’s get it onnnnn’ is playing on the music player and I get my feet in a tussle and stumble towards the bookshelf on Daniels left side. ‘Ohhh yeaahhh’ I start to say as I turn, a little too fast towards where Daniel is sitting. My vision is doubled as I do my sexy dance over to him on the sofa.
“I wannav fuck youv…somethinggs” I say as I lean in for a kiss.
As Ashley walks back into the room I can see that she is totally drunk, yet she is still standing and attempting to tell me something. She almost falls head first into the bookshelf, and then starts to look around the room for me. She smiles a drunken smile and begins to do a sexy, completely weird dance my way.
I catch her trying to say something like ‘I wanna fuck your brains out’ but it’s not what she actually mumbles. Her hand comes out to steady herself and her face comes to rest just inches from my own. She looks at me like she does every time she drinks too much Bacardi and her mouth moves closer in to kiss my lips. Our lips meet and I feel her lust as she forces a tongue into my mouth, Bacardi fills my mouth as the Jack gives way to its aroma.
As her legs meet with the edge of the sofa her other hand rests onto my chest. Her hand begins to caress my chest hair and her tongue still tries to find the back of my mouth. My own tongue now also starts to probe into her mouth as my lustful interest is peeked. My hand instinctively reaches up and rests onto her breast, its softness and shape is lovely as always.
At this point I thought that we would be getting up and heading to the bedroom to finish off what was starting as her brother, even though completely wasted was sitting by my side. Her breath gave a gasp of pleasure as my hand gripped her breast and its weight moved and jiggled with my squeezing. Her hand that was caressing my chest moved down my stomach and headed towards my abdomen, not stopping until it landed on my stirring cock. “Mmmmm” she let out as she gave it a squeeze, its size growing. The room was quite hot but nowhere near as hot as my wife’s body now felt. My other hand gripped her waist as I intensified my exploring of her mouth, her body lurched closer to me and she pushed a pressure down onto my cock as she tried to steady herself.
‘does she not realise that her brother is sitting right next to us or does she not care’ I think to myself as she starts to pull her hand slowly up and down on my now fully erect cock through my Pyjama bottoms. ‘Fuck it’ I think to myself as my squeezing of her breast gets her breathing going a little quicker. I move my hand down her top and bring it back up onto her naked flesh, settling my hand fully on her breast and returning to squeeze and rub. The top rises and I can see most of her breast underneath, she doesn’t stop me at all. In fact she almost loses her breath for a moment. If her brother had opened his eyes at that very moment he would have got a good little view of her tits, well underboob at least.
This went on for a few minutes more before she finally took her hand away from my cock, her mouth still ravaged mine and her tongue was like an eel trying to slip through a hose pipe twenty millimetres too small. Her hand rested on my abdomen and I could feel her palm reach for the helm of my bottoms. Quick as a flash my cock was out, standing tall and free. ‘shit’ I thought as I glanced to her brother by my side, he was dead to the world I realised and checked back to what my wife’s hand was now doing. She was pulling my cock up and down with an eagerness, she didn’t want to leave it go and she didn’t want to take this anywhere else it seemed.
I had already shot my load twice that day and I knew there was no chance she was going to make me cum again by just giving me a hand job. ‘if she’s a willing then so am I’ I think to myself as my other hand that was on her waist now reaches up and begins to pull her top over her head, it’s easy as the top is pretty lose fitting. If she had not had so much to drink I think she would have run out of the room as the top fell to her wrists, exposing her breasts. But to my shock she just lifted up her one hand and then the other and flung the top to the floor. Her right breast bobbed up and down until it settled and her left breast came to a halt as soon as I returned my hand to it. She was now naked on her top half with her brother sitting just inches away. My free hand moved down her abdomen and I reached under for her pussy. Her breath gave off another lurch as my hand made contact with her lips. ‘Wow, she’s already wet’ I think as my hand feels the wetness through her PJ bottoms and I drive my fingers through her groove.
All of a sudden she backs off away from my mouth and stands, giddy but as upright as she was going to get. Her hands reach for my PJ bottoms and with a lustful rage she rips them and my boxers down, even as far as to pull them off of my feet. ‘Holy shit she’s gone cock wild’ I think to myself as she kneels down in front of me, between my legs that she has just parted. Her head lowers as she lines up with my cock. Her mouth opens and I feel the air pass through her lips as she readies to take me in, ‘guuuuggg’. Her head is up and down, up and down the rhythm slow fast and erratic all in one and my cock groans ‘yea’. In between the rhythmic up and downs I lower my hands down her back, passing her PJ bottom’s helm and settling on her ass cheeks, taking a good grip. While she sucks my cock I can feel her body begin to move, ‘she’s getting up’ I think. Only a little it seemed as she brought her both hands to her waist. Her bottoms are going down and she ain’t even stopping to suck my cock in the process. Quick as a flash again and she is now completely naked. And still sucking my cock as if there’ll be no tomorrow.
This is where it gets interesting, or for me it did anyway. She was clearly very drunk as she was kneeling completely naked with her brother sitting inches away from us and she had no problem with it, in fact most of what was going down was from her doing. She had also caught my dick with her teeth a few times as she bobbed, but hey I wasn’t complaining, in fact I was just about to see where this would be going next.
My left hand slid down her stomach again and headed straight for her pussy, passing through the little hair she kept and passing over her swollen clit. Two fingers slid into her as easy as a knife into butter and she let out a whimper of joy. My fingers burrowed in and out, each time finding another corner of her pussy that was not so wet with juice and each time bringing just a little back with them. She was primed for an orgasm but she did not have the right stimulus from my fingers in her pussy. That soon changed as I removed my fingers and laid them dripping onto her clit. Her breath caught again as she realised where my fingers had just landed and her legs parted way. A little tap, a little left, a little right. Find that sweet spot I could almost hear her call out as my fingers danced across her clit, her mouth slowed as I found a little sensitive spot. ‘Mmmmmmmmm’ she groaned as my finger rode her clit like a gentle warrior trying to ravage her with a feather sword. ‘Hmmmmm’ her mouth almost came to a stop, and I could feel the twitch in her clit as it tried to flee my wrath. Her body jerked as the feeling grew inside her, she could not escape now what was coming her way and she let herself go, jerking, jerking and then ‘ohhhmmmmmm’. The orgasm erupted inside her flushing her through, a wave after wave of moans left her mouth as she shuddered in my hand. Wetness came gushing forth from her lips and was soaking my fingers.
And then she returned to my dick, the orgasm was over for now and she was trying to get me to climax. Her head started to list to one side as she struggled to keep herself going. ‘She’s feeling the effects of the drink’ I think to myself as she slows her pace and raises her right hand to steady herself. Her left hand comes to rest between me and her brother and her finger nail digs into my flesh. Her head movement slows to a crawl as she battles to keep going; she is still licking it with her tongue and still seems to want to finish me off with an ejaculation. Her left hand digs in a little deeper to my leg and I feel a bit of discomfort, ‘I’ll have to move her hand over or I’ll lose my erection’ I think as I begin to lift her hand, there is no resistance and I drop her hand further over.
That’s when it happened, when the darker side of me came to say hello. The time when all of your inhabitations finally leave you and carnal pleasure takes over. Her hand had come to rest on her brother’s leg, just above the knee. My moving of her hand had stoked her into quickening her pace and she again picked up a little rhythm up and down. My hand rested just under her arm as I reached for her breast once more but I also happened to knock her arm forward slightly in the process. Her hand moved up to her brother’s upper thigh, she didn’t move it back. I dug my fingers back into her pussy with my one hand and I ‘accidently’ caught her arm again with my other, sending her hand fully up into her brother’s crotch. She still didn’t move it back as she happily gulped on my cock. Her juices began to mount back up and I could feel her body readying for another orgasm. Her body tensed, her right hand gripped the sofa, and her left hand gripped her brother’s cock.
Ok, now I was getting really turned on by what was happening and I knew my climax would be coming soon if I didn’t think of something different. I looked to the side and could see that she still had a hold of her brothers flaccid, or was it, cock. I nudged her arm again forward and she still held on to his cock. I nudged again, this time she moved another one more time after I had stopped. Her brother’s cock began to spring into life, and still she kept a hold of it. I dug my fingers in deeper to her pussy and she let out a moan. My hand massaged her breast and I nudged her arm again. ‘holy shit’ my mind was in wow, not only was she still holding her brothers cock in her hand but she had now started to slowly pull it up and down, the PJ bottoms went tight with its shape. ‘this is crazy’ I thought to myself as I watched her head bob up and down on my cock and her hand go up and down on her brothers cock through the Pyjamas. I gripped her wrist and pulled it up to her brother’s stomach. I was sure I sensed a bit of disappointment as I did so but she had obviously no idea of what I was about to do. I moved her wrist back down to her brother’s abdomen and forced it down under his PJ bottoms. Her hand kept going until it latched back on to his cock, spilling it out from under the cloth as the bottoms fell down past his balls.
‘fuck me’ I thought as I watched my wife’s head bobbing up and down on my cock and her hand going up and down on her brothers. His balls gave out a shudder as his cock stretched out as far as it could go and for a few minutes we were all getting some. My wife’s mouth began to slow on my cock and her hand began to slow on her brothers. She got up and looked at me, not for an instant noticing her brothers erect cock in her hand and then she moved forward, spreading her legs and lining up her pussy to impale herself on my cock. Down she came in one movement as my cock rushed to fill her hole, there was so much lubrication now that it felt as if my cock had been shoved into a bucket of water. ‘Hmmmmmm’ she cried out as she lifted then sat back down onto my cock. Her hand was still holding her brothers cock and as I felt another rush of climax spread through her insides she quickened her pace of pulling her brothers cock, up down, up down, almost leaving it go on more than one occasion. Then she came to another stop.
“Let me fuck your ass” I say as I rim the edges of her back doors, plopping one then two fingers in easily. She didn’t seem to get what I was saying until I began to shift her weight to the side, her brother’s side. Her hand left his cock as she steadied herself and came to rest on his chest, along with her face. My cock slips out of her pussy as I slide to her side. Her face is rising up towards her brothers as I take up position behind her; my cock homing in on that lovely place I like to visit whenever I can. I feel the tip enter, there’s no resistance. I slip in further. Her hand rests back down on her brother’s cock and takes a grip. In I slide further, it was as easy as if she had lubed it up prior, and at close to half way in I came to rest. Then I pull back and I can feel her anticipation at my impending return. Back I come, half way into her and she cries out with pleasure. Again out then in. And again, her hand gripping her brother’s cock firmly but not moving up and down anymore. I try and give her a nudge to start it moving again but it holds still. ‘Ok’ I think ‘let’s try and see if she will drop her mouth down onto it’ and I begin to nudge her body down and to the left. That’s when the final mind blowing thing happened, she did not drop her head down as I had intended for her to do but instead she jolted her body to the left, her left leg gave way and I found myself having to hold us both up until she finally landed her leg back on the sofa, on the other side of her brothers right leg. She jostled to keep herself upright as I too moved my leg to the right side of her brothers. We were now directly in front of him, my cock half way inside her ass and her breasts and more so her nipple resting on her brothers lips. Her pussy stood a mere two inches above his erect cock and she moaned as his lips touched her nipples, they parted slightly and the nipple entered his mouth. My cock was slowly moving in and out of her ass, just enough to make her want it more and she moved slightly back to try and catch it faster. My hand reached around to her clit as I tried to get her to another climax. I could feel her brothers cock brush past the back of my hand, and then again. Her orgasm was nearly there so she stood stout against my thrusts but my fingers found that sweet spot again and I could feel her body tense as she tried to stop her orgasm from coming through. She slipped a little and she lowered an inch or so, her brother’s cock was now firmly pressing on the back of my hand and her breathing was almost at that point of blowing. I moved my hand from her clit and let her brothers cock land at the opening to her pussy. She was trying to resist but her orgasm was all but on her. My legs steadied and I drove my cock fully home into her ass, balls deep. We were locked, her orgasm had already started and there was nothing she could do as I pulled both our weights downward. I felt the pressure through her walls as her brother’s cock thrust into her pussy, there was nowhere left for it to go but deep into her belly. Her body was all a jumble of movement as her orgasm ripped through her, the fact that she now had two cocks buried deep inside her filled her to a point where she cared little to nothing about how it was happening and she groaned loud and unrestrained. She lifted herself up, and then slumped back down, then again, up and down. She did this for the next few minutes as her orgasm kept coming, up and down, up and down and each time she groaned with total delight.
Then the inevitable began to happen, it started with a twitch, then another. Her brothers cock was about to explode and she must have felt it too as she began to rise a little higher, nearly off of him. ‘not when it is so close’ I think to myself as I drive us both back down hard, balls deep into her goes her brothers cock again. She tries to lift clear again, her brothers cock is twitching madly inside her through the wall and I can feel the building of yet another orgasm in my wife’s insides. Up she tries to get again, this time there seems a little bit more of urgency to her to get off his cock, but it’s no use as I bring us back down and this time I hold her down, balls deep on her brother’s cock. I can feel it all as her brothers cock unloads wave after wave of cum into her pussy, its length pulsing as it stretches for her deepest innards. She lets go and her orgasm consumes her, she’s almost fitting from the pleasure as she hunches herself inwards, her brothers cock still unloading its payload as she moans with each blast of cum.
Not to be left out I begin to thrust back into her ass, still holding her body downward onto her brother’s cock. There’s that build up of pressure that everyman knows, that point at which you have no control of what happens next and your basic instinct takes over. My balls began emptying all that remained of the cum that was left inside me, shooting with an added power that pushed my cum deeper than I think it had ever gone before.
There we sat for what seemed like an age. My cock in her ass and her brothers inside her pussy, there was no space left inside her and our combined cum loads had begun to ooze from her lips and ass. Ashley slumped forward onto her brother and began to breathe a little slower, she was spent and now she was going to go to sleep.
“Ashley…Ashley, it’s time for bed” I say as I pull my flaccid cock from her ass, cum dripped out and onto her brothers balls.
“bedded” she echoed as her brothers cock slipped from her pussy.
I managed to lift her up and I carried her to the bedroom, her pussy and ass glistened as I laid her down on the bed and a trail of cum spotted the floor behind us. I placed the quilt cover over her and returned to the living room. Her brother still sat in the exact same place and still looked dead to the world. And I also noticed that the Pyjama bottoms had not returned to covering his flaccid cock, the cock that was glistening just as much as my wife’s ass and pussy. ‘Shit that can’t stay like that’ I thought to myself as I contemplated what I could do about it. My wife’s Pyjama top was still lying on the floor with her bottoms and panties, they were dirty now and she would have to wash them. Without thinking too much about it I picked up the top and put it over Matt’s cock, rubbing as much of the juices and cum off of it as quickly as I could. I’ve never felt another man’s cock in my life, and after having to clean my brother in laws cock I think we are all a little too homophobic as men, or heterosexual men I should say. I’ll never suck one and I wouldn’t be touching it if I didn’t have to but at the end of the day it’s the exact same as when I touch my own. It’s soft and lifeless when flaccid and obviously filled with the same blood as my own when erect.
I left him sitting there after I had cleaned him up, maybe it was just my sordid imagination or not but I was sure he had a satisfied expression on his face. I did however also leave a half empty glass of vodka in his hand, just to remind him of how drunk he was when he woke up. I returned to the bedroom and closed the door. My wife was fast asleep and snoring quietly, as she often does when we have a drinking session. I got into bed, forgetting until I did that I was completely naked myself. I snuggled up to my wife and before I could count to ten sheep I was fast asleep myself.
The next morning
Good morning my love” I say as I open my eyes and feel my wife’s breast upon my chest. She had snuggled up to me in the night.
“Ohhh, good morning” she says with a little squint of her eyes. She had a hangover.
“Did you have a good night last night” I ask as I try to gage how much she remembers. She scrambles around under the covers.
“I see that you had a good time…I will get you back tonight” she says as she rests her hand on my chest. She smiles and gives a great big yawn.
“So you can’t remember anything can you” I ask. If she did I don’t think she was going to tell me just then.
“Marvin Gaye was singing and then I kissed you…and then I woke up to you saying ‘good morning’…a good night” she replies as she looks to the bedroom door. “Did Matt stay after, I can’t remember seeing him after my bath, or was it before Marvin Gaye…I can’t remember”
“You little piss head” I say as I slap her ass. She groans and tries to kick me out of bed.
“I’m getting up” I say as I drop out of the bed and land on my feet. “I’d better go check on Matt” I say as I put on some fresh Pyjamas and head to the door.
Matt is still in the same position I left him in the night before as I enter the living room, “you awake there Matt” I ask as I give him a shake. The glass falls out of his hand and he springs to life.
“Holey shit…I was fucking wacked last night” he says as he tries to stop the glass from emptying its contents onto the sofa. I get to it first.
“Crap…what’s the time” he asks.
“About nine thirty and it’s a Sunday” I reply wondering why he is looking so anxious. ‘Maybe he remembers something’ I think to myself and start to panic a little.
“I have to see a man about a job” he replies as he jumps to his feet. My face says ‘yea ok’ as I doubt his words.
“No I’m being serious…I have to see a man about a job in town in thirty minutes he says as he looks for his dirty clothes.
“You can’t wear them there sodden through with wine” I say as I go to the bedroom for some of my own clothes. My wife has gone back to sleep and doesn’t notice me going through my clothes.
I return with a nice shirt and some clean trousers for him. Minus any boxers. A pair of smart shoes and he looks half decent again.
“I’m so sorry to run out on you both like this but I have to get this job” he says as he races for the door.
“Do you want me to order a cab” I ask
“No need I can drive now” he says as he heads out the door. Before I could argue the fact that he was most probably well over the limit still he was gone. Jumping into his car and was off flying down the street. We found out later that he was telling the truth and he did actually get the job.
My wife got up a little later and was taking a shower as I prepared breakfast. I entered and found her washing all the dirtiness of the night before from her body, her ass glistened under the flow of water and I found myself entering the shower with her.
“didn’t you get enough last night” she asked as I slid my fully erect cock between her legs, her pussy was still ready and waiting for more and my cock was all too eager to get another go. We fucked a few more times that day and did it in every room, and every style.
A little while later
“I hope she’s in a better mood today” I think to myself as my car rolls into the drive. It had been almost three months since that awesome night but for the last few weeks she’s been up and down with her emotions like a fucking yo yo. First she wants to fuck my brains out and then as quick as a flash she hates my guts. What the hell did I do I often think these days as I park the car on the drive. I see the curtains move.
‘I can’t believe it’ I keep thinking to myself. I know I have been a bit of a bitch to him at times lately but now I know why. Her he comes, try not to get too excited as to ruin the surprise.
I open the front door and she is waiting in the hall for me. ‘Is this a good day or a bad day’ I think to myself as she stares at me entering the house.
“Hi, my love. Love of my life” she says. Obviously she is happy today; thank fuck, but what has gotten her so happy?
“Everything ok” I ask
“Everything is perfect” she replies as she bounds down the hall and plants a big kiss on my lips. I smile
“What’s got you so happy…have we won the lottery” I ask as I draw a blank as to what has gotten her so happy.
“Nope” her eagerness to tell me is making her bubble with delight, “something better”.
“Ok” I reply wondering what kind of pills she’s on.
“I went to the doctors today…and guess what he said” she says giggling.
“You got some pills” I reply. I wanted to say you needed them but I wasn’t quite at that stupid a stage yet.
“Nope…I’m pregnant” she blurted out and came rushing in to hug me again. I was so happy and excited too at the announcement I will agree.
“That couldn’t have been long… I thought you had a period last month. It’s only a month or two then, we have to plan” I reply as I begin thinking of the changes we would have to make before a baby could come here to live.
“Nope…three months the doctor says. I told him about the night we got hammered and the amount of sex we had the next day. ‘That could do it’ he said” her voice filled with excitement.
“Oh great” I reply as I think of the sex we had that day. “Oh shit’ my mind adds as I remember what went down the night before.
Only I myself remember what went down that night. Matt has finally gotten himself a steady girlfriend who gets on great with Ashley. He still has that job that he got that day after. So I say ‘Who am I to kill the dreams of my wife and destroy what good can come of the present lives we have built’.
We all have skeletons in our closets and we all do some fucked up things in our lives. It is not for us to be judged by the laws of man as we take our final breaths of life on this earth and I hope that with all the good we do from now, until the end of our days, that that great pendulum in the sky will rock an ever so gentle tilt in the favour of LOVE, in all its ways!