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Chapters one and two of a new story by a new contributor. If I have not done
this correctly, please advise.
Dudley
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Jack and Sharon and Friends Chapter 1 (MMF)
Please, if you are underage don't read this, click the "X" in the upper
right hand corner of your screen and scram.
This is my first posting. I have another 6 or 7 stories in various stages of
development, but not ready for prime time. One, my favorite, was eaten by a
virus (may the perpetrator rot in hell). Eighty pages up in cyber smoke.
This story fulfills a fantasy that has been taking shape for some time. A
lot of the sex is from my own experiences and style, so if it's dull, have
pity on the poor women that put up with it. Some of Sharon's attitudes and
sexual responses are from a woman I had a long affair with (do you recognize
yourself Ellen?). Sorry, its long and getting longer as my fertile mind
moves along. I don't believe in wam-bam-thank-you-maam sex. Sex should and
does take time to get the most out of it. It will cover just about every
conceivable and number of "MF" (that's male female, not a disparaging
remark) and some younger mf as well (maybe a lot of Mf, I don't know yet)
even though underage is not part of my own experiences. I guess deep down
I'm a latent dirty old man.
Main Characters:
Jack and Sharon Owens: Our protagonists. Young good looking couple. Fall
into a web of sexual intrigue and deviance as Jack pimps his wife to "get
ahead".
Frank Graham: Out main antagonist, but of course he has help. Frank, the
creator of the web, has hatched a plan to take Sharon away from Jack and
make her his sex toy and that will also financially ruin Jack.
Cindy Graham: Frank's fourteen-year-old vixen daughter, who, Frank hopes,
will be the bait that keeps Jack in the game.
Mark Graham: Frank's sixteen-year-old son, could he be the Sharon's "white
knight", unlikely, but one can never be sure.
The rest of the story is still on the drawing board of my depraved mind, but
with some encouragement, I'll pump it out. Nah, I'm going to write anyway,
the sex in this story even turned me on, but don't let that stop you from
emailing the Ole Dudley guy. By the way, in case you were wondering, Dudley
Dowrite is not my real name, merely my nom de plume.
Jack and Sharon and Friends
By Dudley Dowrite
Dudley_Dowrite@hotmail.com
Chapter 1
"Honey, I knows it's the last minute, but you know how important this job is
to us." Jack's extension of a dinner invitation to a potentially large
account he had been working on was not going over well with his wife,
Sharon. "I suggested a restaurant but when said he was tired of eating in
restaurants and was thinking of just ordering room service, I just sort of
blurted the invitation out without thinking. Besides, you're the best cook
in town. And besides, his plane is 7:30 tomorrow morning, so he won't be
with us late."
Jack had invited Frank Graham, owner a very large manufacturing business
that used electronic components similar to those Jack's company made. If
Jack could win Graham over as a client it, his orders alone could turn
Jack's company around. Needless to say, this could be a very important
evening in the lives of Jack and Sharon Owens.
Jack had been trying to sell this account for a year. He had finally got the
managing partner to come down and look the place over. Jack knew the shop
wouldn't make a very good impression, but if sales picked up, the owner
could upgrade the facility and equipment and bring it up to industry
standards.
It was this need that made Jack extend the invitation without talking to
Sharon about it first.
Jack and Sharon, were both twenty-five and three years out of college. A
year earlier, Jack had talked Sharon into him taking a chancy, but
potentially lucrative, marketing and sales position with an old-line company
that had been losing market share for some time. Jack thought if he could
help turn the company around, it would look great on his resume. Maybe even
get him a partnership in the company.
"All right, but you own me."
"More than I could ever repay." Jack thought how true that was. "I told him
7:30, is that OK?"
"Just barely, but we'll make it happen."
Sharon, on the other hand, had been happy with Jack working for her father,
maybe not making a lot of money, but secure and close to home. She had found
herself being a little lonely since they moved to New City. She hadn't made
many friends, and those people she had met were older than she was. And not
much fun either. Not that she was wild or anything like that, but she wasn't
into hanging around the country club getting blitzed in the afternoon. So
she hung around their house working on getting rid of her tan lines and
practicing her art.
The tan only added to her beauty. It made her shoulder length blond hair was
even more striking. Her 115 pounds spread over her 5' 6" frame, with full,
but not overly large breast and a round, succulent derriere.
Jack and Sharon had met late in their second year in college. He was a
business and engineering major, she a fine arts major. Jack was also well on
his way to acquiring a Masters in Electrical Engineering. They didn't start
dating right away, but as soon as they did, Jack fell in love with Sharon
immediately. Sharon took some time to make up her mind, but when she did,
there was no one else for either of them. They were engaged and moved in
together for their senior year. Marriage came soon after graduation.
Jack and Sharon took up residence in Sharon's hometown to take advantage of
the job offered him by her father. Sharon worked for a local art dealer, and
found she loved the atmosphere and the work. When Jack suggested the
possibility of moving to New City to accept the position he now held, Sharon
balked, but finally gave in, especially when Jack promised her there were a
number of galleries in the city where she could find a position similar to
the one she now held. That turned out to be wishful thinking on Jack's part.
This only added to Sharon's sense of unhappiness. Also, to make matters
worse, Jack spent many hours at his office and almost as many on the road.
Their sex life, although fun and exciting, was curtailed to weekends, if,
that is, Jack was home.
Jack got home a little after 6:30. When he walked into the house he called
for Sharon. When she didn't answer, he went looking for her. He entered the
bedroom and found her luxuriating in the tub. One of the perqs of the new
job was a housing subsidy that helped then buy a wonderful new home. The
house was on two acres with a pool and a cabana. Three large bedrooms above
a large living room, dining room, kitchen and den, with an office that had
been turned into an art studio for Sharon. The master suite was a large
bedroom and large bathroom that was accessed through a dressing room.
Jack stood within the dressing room watching Sharon as she lay in the tub.
The radio was on, playing soft, romantic music. Jack could see Sharon's
hands caressing her breast just below the water. As he watched one hand
stole below the water and made an obvious move toward her pelvis, the
ultimate destination her love.
Jack was torn between wanting to get naked and into the tub with her or
remaining practical and seeing to the preparations for dinner. He decided to
be practical, although his raging hardon was demanding otherwise.
He quietly left the bedroom and returned to the kitchen, where he found a
bottle of chilled wine, opened it, poured to glasses and started back to the
bedroom. Halfway up the stairs he called to Sharon, so as not to startle her
or embarrass her. "I'm in the tub," she called back with a hoarse and
breaking voice. Jack realized she hadn't finished her masturbatory 'handy'
work. Good he thought she'd be even hornier when I get her in bed later.
He walked into the bathroom and handed her the glass of wine. "I'd love to
get in there with you."
"I'd love you to also, but you'd better not, we don't have the time." She
drank some of the wine, handed the glass back to Jack and stood to get out
of the tub.
"Baby, every time I see you I get a hardon, you are so beautiful. I hope
this guy appreciates just how great you are."
"I don't care what he thinks, just so long as he does business with you."
Jack picked up a towel and began to dry Sharon. Standing behind her, he
softly rubbed her neck and then kissed and licked it. Sharon loved him to
pay attention to her neck. He rubbed the towel on her back, knelt and softly
dried her derriere, kissing and licking most of the water from it. Sharon
shivered with passion. Jack continued to dry her legs, and turned her toward
him. He was still on his knees.
As Sharon turned, her pussy was right before Jack's mouth. Dropping the
towel, he wasted not time in getting to the core of his love. He parted her
pussy lips and, as she spread her legs, licked her clitoris. He licked as
she drove her pussy into his face. Suddenly, he stopped.
"Don't stop, Jack, make me cum!"
"Just a taste, I want you so horny tonight you'll rape me when we get to
bed."
She giggled, "You bastard, you get me going and walk away. I should send out
for pizza and show your ass."
Jack picked up the towel and finished drying his lovely bride. When he was
finished, he took her hand and led her to the dressing room. "Can I pick out
your clothing for tonight?"
"Every time I let you do that I end up looking like a tramp. OK, go ahead,
knock yourself out." Jack went to he lingerie drawer and picked out a red
garter belt, came back and put it on her. He went back and retrieved a pair
of nude tinted, seamed stocking. He bent before her and put them on and
fastened them to her garters. Again he went to the drawer and got a pair of
red thong panties that matched her garter belt. Next, he got her red high
heeled pumps and putting them on her feet. He went to the where her dresses
hung and picked out a red dress with a short skirt and spaghetti shoulder
straps, she helped him put it on her.
"You forgot a bra."
"I didn't forget anything you need. With your breast, you don't need a bra.
You look magnificent."
"And you are the biggest pimp I know. Are you up to something?"
"No, God no, I never thought of that!" THAT was a recurring fantasy of
Jack's, sharing Sharon with another man. No, Baby, I told you I was over
that, I promise."
"Hey, take it easy, I was only kidding."
"If that's what you think, change your outfit, I don't want you angry with
me or suspicious."
"I really was only kidding, Now go baste the roast and get me another glass
of wine, while I put my makeup on." She handed him her now empty glass.
Jack got them both a drink and brought it up to her. Sharon was combing out
her hair as Jack handed her the glass. She took a drink and said, "Come her
and give me a wet kiss." Jack bent to her and felt her tongue caress his
lips and them insinuate itself into his mouth. Their tongues danced
together. Finally she pushed him away and said, "You better get out of here,
or your guest will be eating a burned dinner, while I fuck your brains out.
Go make one of your famous salads for me."
As Jack worked on his salad, his fantasy returned, I would love to watch her
fucking someone else, why did I lie? Again, his cock began to stiffen and
press against his pants. Just then, the doorbell rang.
As Jack walked to the door, he realized his cock was still pressing against
his pants. He opened the door, greeted his guest, inviting him inside. "I
hope I'm not interrupting something." Jack noticed he was looking as the
bulge in his pants. Jack's face turned a deep red.
"Oh, ah, no, ah...." Jack stammered. Finally his mouth caught up with him,
"Geez, I'm really embarrassed."
"It's OK, it happens," Frank said with a laugh. Graham was as tall as Jack
and as well built as Jack. He possessed a self-assuredness that came with
success. His graying temples and military style, closely trimmed mustache
added to his good looks, while providing him a certain panache.
Sharon will be down in a minute, why don't we go out to the patio and wait.
Would you like a drink?"
"Sure, what are you having?"
"I just made a pitcher of Tequila Sunrise."
"I'd love one. I usually don't drink Tequila, it makes me erotic, but one
can't hurt." Jack thought This should be fun, these make Sharon horny as a
bunny. "I hope I'm not putting your wife out, but I couldn't do another
restaurant. Besides, I thought this might give us a chance to get better
acquainted. I like your product, but there has to be some improvements made
at your plant if we are to do business. I was thinking...." Graham never
finished to sentence, for as he looked up he saw a vision of beauty that
took the words for his lips. Jack turned to see what had happened and when
he saw the look on Graham's face he was filled with pride.
"Good evening, I'm Sharon," she walked directly toward Graham and extended
her hand. Graham, who was already on his feet, took her hand in his and held
it for longer than was necessary. This, too, was not lost on Jack.
Graham, still holding Sharon's hand, looked at Jack and smiled. He turned
back to Sharon and said, "You are a very pleasant surprise. Jack, you should
have told me your wife was so beautiful." He never took his eyes from
Sharon's. Finally, Sharon could no longer hold his gaze and averted her
eyes, blushing.
Jack moved to Sharon, put his arm around her waist and, holding her close,
said, "I'm glad you like her. She has a way of brightening a room, doesn't
she." Sharon, feeling both of them staring at her, looked down at the floor,
but allowed Frank to continue holding her hand.
Jack let go of Sharon, moved to the bar, poured her a cocktail and brought
it to her. "Here, Honey, I made these just for you." Sharon took it. Her
hand was shaking so much, she had to remove her other hand from Frank's so
she could hold the glass without spilling any. Sharon put the glass to her
lips and drank half of it off in one gulp. What am I so nervous about she
asked herself?
"I have to see about dinner." She turned to leave.
"Here, Honey, take your drink with you, we're way ahead of you. Jack
refilled the glass and handed it to her.
"You know what these things do to me."
"Oh, Babe, don't worry, you're among friends."
Sharon pulled Jack's mouth to hers, kissed him and then whispered in his
ear, "And you are a Snidely Whiplash if I've ever seen one. OK, but if I get
smacked and make an ass of myself, it's your fault." Sharon turned and went
to the kitchen.
"I'm sorry, I took liberties there for a moment, but she is so beautiful I
couldn't help it."
"Don't let it bother you, I'm actually flattered."
"Not jealous?"
"No, I love her and I know she loves me, just because someone pays attention
to her doesn't threaten me."
They talked business for a few minutes, while putting a dent in cocktail
mixer. Jack excused himself for a minute, filled another cocktail glass and
took it to the kitchen. He walked up behind Sharon, put his arm around her
and offered her the fresh drink. As she took it, Jack embraced her and
caressed her breasts. "Oh Baby, your tits feel so good." He took her nipples
in his fingers and squeezed them hard. "Your nipples tell me your aroused."
"It's that damned Tequila."
"Sure it's not Frank?"
"He is good looking and very suave. I've always had a thing for good looking
older men, you know that."
"And he likes you, too."
"Did he tell you?"
"No, I saw it in his eyes, didn't you?"
"I felt like he undressed me with his eyes and knows everything about me. It
feels really scary."
"Scary or exciting?"
"Yeah, that too. Now get out of my kitchen and let me finish."
"Not 'til you finish your drink." Sharon put the glass took her lips and
drank it all. "There, happy? If I don't pass out, I'm libel to rape you
both."
"Promises, promises." Sharon laughed and pushed him out of the kitchen.
Jack returned to the patio and set the table. A few minutes later, Sharon
came out with the salad course. Jack opened wine and poured for them all.
"Jack, you're going to get me loaded, if you keep it up," Sharon said, with
concern in her voice.
"It's a party, besides, it's not like you have to drive home." They got
through dinner without much more to drink. Jack didn't push it. He had
already laced the salad with Thai weed.
After dinner, they were all feeling the very pleasant effects of the Tequila
and Thai. Jack suggested Sharon take Graham into her studio to show him her
paintings while he made coffee and put out the desert. When it was ready, he
laid it out on the coffee table in the den and put some very romantic CDs on
in the stereo. When he finished, he went to the studio and found her
explaining some of the finer points of her art, with Frank's arm around her
waist. Frank had pulled her close to him and Sharon was actually leaning
against him. The scene gave Jack an instant hardon. "Coffee's out." Jack
startled them both back to reality, this time with both Frank and Sharon
turning red from getting caught. Jack acted as if he hadn't seen anything.
"I set everything out in the den.
Frank and Sharon sat across from each other and continued the conversation
they had started in the studio. As she crossed her leg, Sharon's short skirt
rode up, giving Frank a peek at the tops of her stockings and her bare leg.
Jack began to detect Sharon slurring her words a bit, but otherwise she was
holding up well. One of Sharon's favorite songs came on, "Oh, Jack, dance
with me, please?"
"We have a guest, maybe he should have the first dance with you."
"I'd love to, if you don't mind, Jack."
"No, please do." Although Sharon was a little pissed at being passed about
by these guys, her desire to dance overrode her feelings.
Frank went to her. She took his hand and led him to a place where the rug
gave way to the hardwood floor. Sharon bent and pulled the rug back to give
them more room, she also gave Frank a good look at her tits. She stood and
he took her into his arms. She moved close to him. As he held her tight to
him, she pressed her pelvis against his hardening cock.
Jack went around the room turning out all but one of the lamps. That one he
draped with a piece of sheer, black cloth. The effect was totally erotic.
The song ended and they returned to their places. But, Jack noticed Frank
couldn't hide his hardon, nor did he try. He merely smiled at Jack with a
self-assurance that gave Jack a moments pause. I hope I haven't started
something I can't control! But it was probably to late, he also had a hardon
and wanted to push things ahead.
The conversation was returned to Sharon's art. Soon another of Sharon's
favorites was playing. "This time it's my turn," Jack said as he rose,
making no attempt to hide his rigid cock as it used his loose pants well out
in front on him. He could see Frank was well aware of his condition.
He took Sharon's hand and led her to the makeshift dance floor. She moved
against Jack, positioning herself to grasp Jack's hard cock between her
legs. "You two looked great dancing," Jack whispered in her ear. Sharon's
only response was to grind her hips against his cock. "Did Frank have a
hardon?" Although he already knew.
"Yes," she whispered, hoarsely.
"Did he use it on you?" Sharon could only nod.
"Did it feel good?" Sharon nodded her head again and then buried into Jack's
chest. "He hasn't taken his eyes off you since we got up." Again Sharon
didn't answer, but this time Jack felt her quiver a little and press her
pussy hard on his stiff prick. He took a cheek of her ass in each hand and
pulled her tight against her prick, making sure Frank could see his hands
were. They kissed, deeply and passionately, until the song ended, and then
returned to their seats.
"I'm going to get some wine, or would you like something else?" Neither
answered, they were intently looking at each other. Jack left the room and
them to their own devises, wondering how far they'd go with him not there.
Sharon kept looking into Frank's eyes as Jack left the room. She sat with
her heart racing and hands shaking. Why do I feel this way, I'm so hot, she
thought, I wish Jack would send him back to his hotel so we can go to bed.
But, as she looked at Graham, she knew what was going to happen. She sucked
in her breath, stood and went him. With an extended hand, this time she
invited him to the make shift dance floor. Graham rose, took her hand and
followed her. When they reached the wood floor, Sharon turned to him, put
her arms around his neck and moved close to him. She felt his extended cock
push against her leg. She moved so that it fit between her legs, rubbing
against her mons, titillating her pussy. She ground herself against the
staff she so desired.
Graham was beside himself with lust. It took all his effort to keep from
tearing her clothes off and fucking her right there and then. He reached
down to her ass and cupped her cheeks. He simulated a fucking motion,
grinding his cock up and down against her pussy. Graham slid his left hand
along Sharon's side until he reached her breast. He took the breast in his
hand, squeezing and kneading the soft womanliness of her tits. Sharon,
moaning, looked up at him, inviting his kiss.
Graham continued to knead Sharon's love flesh as he bent to kiss her, moved
to her ear, tongued it and whisper, "I want to fuck you more than I've ever
wanted to fuck any other woman." Sharon responded by grinding her pussy even
harder against his turgid, distended cock. He returned to her lips and they
kissed again.
Jack took his time. When he finally returned he saw Sharon and Frank had
made it to the dance area, but they weren't dancing, it was more like a sway
and grind, as their mouths and tongues did the dancing. Sharon had both her
arms around Frank's neck. He, on the other hand, had both of his moving all
over Sharon's body. Jack was so enthralled he almost dropped the wine and
the cooler. His hands were shaking as he placed the refreshments on the
table. Just as he did, the song ended.
The couple didn't notice the music had stopped, or that Jack was approaching
them. When he got to the couple, he tapped Graham on the shoulder and
announced, "It's my turn, I think." Graham looked at Jack, smiled and slowly
moved away from Sharon. He finally left for the couch. Another song started
to play.
Jack looked at Sharon. Her eyes were glazed over with lust. Sharon came to
Jack very sheepishly, "I'm so sorry, Jack, I couldn't help myself. I need it
so bad."
"Need what, Honey?" Jack, knowing what she wanted, encouraged her answer by
lifting her skirt and embracing the bare cheeks of her ass. He ran a finger
down her crack and across the bridge that separated the love holes he knew
so well and insinuated his middle finger into her sopping pussy.
"I need you to fuck me. I'm never been so hot, I want to feel a cock inside
me." Sharon ground her pelvis against Jack's hard cock. They kissed and
their tongues continued the dance as Jack caress her cunt. The music ended
again. And a new one started.
"I'll fix it for you, Baby" Jack took his finger from her pussy, and turned
her toward Frank. "I think it's your turn, Frank," Jack said, as he slid
open the zipper to Sharon's dress. " As Frank approached, Jack slid the
straps from Sharon's shoulders and let the dress fall to her feet. There
stood the prize of his life, the women he loved above all else, dressed only
in her pumps, stockings and garter belt, totally revealed to a man who, a
couple of hours ago, had been a complete stranger to her. Sharon stepped
over the fallen dress and extended her arms to Graham.
Graham took one of Sharon's hands and turned her in a slow pirouette,
admiring the gift Jack had just presented him with. "Jack, you're a lucky
man, she's magnificent. I going to enjoy fucking your wife." Sharon felt
like a real slut, being passed from one man to other, purely for their
sensual enjoyment. Rather than being repulsed, it made her even more
excited. She felt her pussy leaking down her leg.
Frank pulled her to him, their lips met once again. The kiss was totally
wanton. There were no more pretenses. Sharon slipped her hand down to
Frank's engorged cock. She moaned loudly enough for Jack to hear, and leaned
back as if she was going to faint.
Graham moved both hands to her sex, burying one finger in her pussy, the
other in her anal passage. It pushed Sharon over the edge. "Suck my cunt
Frank, lick me, eat me."
Frank lowered her to the floor and buried his face in her cunt.
While the new lovers were in their throes, Jack had stripped off his
clothing. He straddled Sharon's chest, sat on her tits to feed his cock into
her mouth. She looked up at him, smiled and mouthed, You're finally getting
what you've wanted, and allowed him to slip his cock into her willing mouth.
Her tongue swirled around his soft, sensitive cock head brought to the edge
of an orgasm. Jack writhed with pleasure, took her face in her hands and
started to fuck her mouth.
Jack broke away from Sharon's mouth, fearing her would cum too quickly.
"Frank, let's take up to the playroom and fuck her."
Graham didn't need to be asked twice. He jumped to his feet. Jack and Frank
helped her up. They walked to the stairs. "Honey, walk up ahead of us, we
want to get a look at what we're going to fuck." Sharon gave Frank a
flirtatious look, turned and sauntered up the stairs with a provocative
sway. Her stocking and garters highlighted her legs and bottom. The red pump
accentuated her calves and thighs. She was truly a vision of resplendent
beauty. Mid way up the wide staircase, she turned and asked, "Aren't you
boys coming, there's a hot pussy up here in need of some great big, hard
cock?"
Jack and Graham looked at each other, smiled and walked to where Jack's wife
stood, Jack to her right and Frank on her left. Jack moved his hand to her
bottom, only to find Frank had beaten him there. As Jack explored he found
Frank's middle finger buried to the last knuckle in Sharon's ass. She moaned
and turned to Frank to be kissed.
Jack moved his hand to take position at her clitoris, which he massaged with
great love and tenderness. Sharon turned them to him to be kissed. "Oh, God,
you two have made me so fucking hot I can't stand it." Sharon convulsed and
came as they held her up by her ass and her cunt. Over and over she her
orgasm overtook her making her spasm. Finally, Jack picked her up and
carried her to the bedroom. Frank stripped as he followed behind.
"Thank you, Jack, I never thought it could be this good. I hope you're not
mad in the morning. I love you so much," she whispered as she kissed his
face and neck. Jack kissed her as he assured her all would be well, or so he
hoped.
Jack laid her on the bed and removed her shoes. "Are you going to take off
my garter and stockings?"
"No, my love, I want you to look like a slutty whore as we fuck you." Jack
lowered his mouth to her pussy and devoured her, licking and biting. He felt
the bed move, looked up and saw Frank feed his cock into Sharon's mouth. He
slowly pushed until she had it all in her mouth, only removing it a little
as she started to gag.
"Would you like to do the honors and fuck her first," Jack asked his guest?
"You are a great gentleman, I knew we were a lot alike when we met." Frank
took over Jack's position between Sharon's legs. His large hands gripped
Sharon's calves and raised them over her head, doubling her over at the
waist. She reached between them, grasped his prick and guided it to her love
hole.
"Put it in me Frank!" Frank, finding himself within the entrance to paradise
pushed forward hard and took her in one quick, decisive stroke, burying his
prick deep in her sweet cunt. He held his dick hard against the wall of her
cervix. Sharon came again. "OOOHHH Ggooodddd, that's so fucking good. Oh,
Jack, it's so fucking good. Bring your cock here and let me suck you! Come
on lover, put your cock in my mouth or I'll scream so loud the neighbors
will hear me."
Jack moved his dick to Sharon's face and let her guide it into her waiting
mouth. He fucked her in the mouth as Frank began fucking her in the cunt.
Frank's strokes were long, pulling out until only his glans remained in her
pussy, and then pushed his prick deep into her, hard and relentlessly. He
picked up speed until he was pounding into her with all his force. Sharon
screamed around Jack's cock as she came again.
"I'm cumming, Sharon, oh gawd, I'm cumming."
"Don't cum in her cunt yet, let's not make it sloppy to soon. Pull out and
cum in her mouth." Jack extracted himself from Sharon's mouth just as Frank
pulled from her cunt and moved to her face. He pushed his cock in her mouth
and gushed into it, moaning as he humped her mouth. He fell off to the side
as Sharon held his cock in her mouth.
Jack took Graham's place. But he was so overcome with lust, it only took a
few whacks in her cunt before, he too, leapt to her mouth and deposited his
load in her. He rolled off to the other side of Sharon and joined Graham in
caressing their lover.
Sharon lay between them, her pussy dripping her own secretions. Her lovers'
cum dripped from her mouth down her cheeks. Jack saw his and Frank's cum on
her face and licked it off, feeding it into her mouth with his tongue. She
turned to her husband, and smiled at him. "You may be sorry you opened me up
to this, Jack, I loved being fucked by two men," she whispered as she
caressed his cheek. She turned to Frank, rolled onto his stomach and made
her way to his cock. She took his lifeless organ into her mouth, allowing it
to rest in the warmth of her oral cavity. It wasn't long before it came to
life again. With her oral manipulations, she soon had it hard and ready to
fuck her again.
Sharon mounted Frank's hard cock and slowly fucked him. He took her tits in
his large hands and squeeze and kneaded them. Sharon covered his hands with
her, closed her eyes and rode him to another orgasm.
Frank rolled her to the bed, on her stomach. He got behind her, raised her
ass to his cock and reentered her cunt. "Sit up her," he ordered Jack
pointing to the bed in front of Sharon, "put your cock in her mouth. She
really knows how to suck cock, you lucky bastard." Jack did as he was told.
Sharon took his cock in her mouth and let the motion caused by Frank fucking
work Jack's cock.
Frank, nearing another orgasm, started to hump Sharon harder and harder.
Plunging deep into her pussy. She screamed from the pain each time he beat
against her cervix, but Jack's cock muffled them. Frank's fucking became
ferocious, beating into her violently. Sharon found she could give into the
pain and when she did Frank's violence became pleasure filled. She started
to cum. Her body was wracked with convulsions from her orgasm. She came so
hard she began to bite Jack's cock. Finally, Frank came in her, pounding
against her ass and yelling with his orgasm. They both collapsed from
exhaustion.
Sharon snuggled into Frank, threw her leg over his and her arm around his
waist. Frank enveloped her in his arms, and they both fell asleep. Jack
could only lie there and watch, as he stroked his raging hardon.
Jack had finally fallen asleep, fitfully. As he had lay beside his wife and
her new lover, he marveled at the sight of her being fucked by this good
looking, older man. A fulfillment of Sharon's repressed desire for her
father, he thought. He wondered where this would take them. And, would his
wife love him as before. A conundrum that, at that moment, was beyond his
understanding.
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Jack awoke from a puzzling dream, one in which he had been on a small boat,
rocking in heavy waters. As he opened his eyes, the rocking continued. He
turned to see Frank, buried deep in his wife's eager pussy, fucking Sharon
with long slow strokes. They both became aware of Jack's return to
consciousness at the same time. Frank asked him, "Good morning, Jack, sleep
well?" Sharon only looked at him and smiled.
Jack couldn't answer. He had a feeling of lose, lose of his wife to this man
he had brought home for her to fuck. But, seeing his wife being fucked
excited him again. His cock rose to the occasion. Frank, seeing Jack's
hardon, asked him, "You want a piece of this?"
"Yes," was all Jack could say.
"Sharon, mount Jack's cock," She dutifully extricated herself from the love
shaft that she was enjoying so much and moved to straddle Jack. She took his
cock in her hand and slip herself down on his cock. "Have you ever been in
her ass, Jack?"
"No."
"Good. Would you like me to fuck your ass, Sharon."
"Oh, Yes Frank, fuck me in the ass."
"Now, Jack, hold her down as I mount her." Frank got up behind Sharon and
pressed his cock into her anal passage. Sharon, who had never allowed Jack
even this close to fucking her in the ass, began to wriggle away from
Frank's assault. "Dammit, Jack, hold her down," Frank demanded vociferously.
Jack held her tightly to his chest.
"Oh, Jack, it hurts."
"Maybe you shouldn't, Frank, it hurting her."
"Are you a man or a pussy, hold on to her."
"Please, Frank, on my dresser there's a jar of cold cream, please use that.
You're hurting me!"
Frank paid her no attention, but rather pressed the assault. Jack felt
something rubbing against his cock, it felt weird but wonderful. Frank kept
pushing until his pubic hair was tickling Sharon's ass. He held his cock in
her until he felt her begin to relax. As he withdrew his cock, Sharon let
out a sigh of relief, but it was short lived, as Frank pushed his cock back
into her, harder than before.
"There, Sharon, I'm in your virgin ass and you're going to cum for me.
You're going to love getting your ass fucked before I'm finished with it."
Frank began to stroke in and out of Sharon's now defiled ass with long
menacing, strokes. After a few seconds, Jack felt Sharon begin to relax and
breath again. Soon she was moaning with pleasure from the fucking that was
going on in her ass. Jack had only to lie there and allow Frank to pleasure
him, too, through Sharon's thin wall of flesh separating her cunt and
asshole.
Jack was the first to cum. He shot a load of hot cum into Sharon's pussy,
cumming again and again, never with so much force or so much semen and now.
Jack kept cumming, even though he knew there was no more semen left to shot.
Sharon, moaning continuously, also began her cum. She clutched at Jack,
buried her head beside his and moaned in his ear, "fuck me, Frank, fuck my
ass, fuck it, fuck it, Oh Gawd, Frank fuck me, don't stop, don't ever stop."
"You love it, don't you? Jack, you've got some little slut here. I'm going
to show you how to use this slut to make your life better."
As outrageous as it was, Jack felt himself getting hard again and fucking
his beloved with Frank. He thrust his pelvis up into her, as hard as Frank
was fucking her ass. "Squeeze our cocks," Jack demanded of Sharon, "squeeze
them with your cunt."
As Sharon squeezed the two massive rods assaulting her sex cavities, the dam
burst. She came s she had never cum before, shaking, bucking convulsing and
screaming. Her head shook as she wailed Jack's chest with her small,
delicate hands.
Frank, finally began to pump his cum into her ass. He pushed his cock deep
into her and held it there as the force of his cum overtook him. With each
squirt of cum, tried to push deeper and deeper. His shooting into her seemed
to go on for minutes. At last, he pulled his cock from Sharon's ass, giving
her the relief she craved. But she wasn't done.
Jack rolled Sharon onto her back, his cock still buried in her. When she was
on her back, he pulled her legs up to her shoulders, doubling her over at
the waist. When she was in position, Jack pulled his cock from her cunt and
replaced Frank's in her ass. "You liked it, didn't you? You never let me in
here, but now you're going to get my cock in your ass whenever I want it."
Frank stood beside the married couple, smiling. 'That's it, Jack, show her
who the man of the house is. Fuck her hard and you'll tame her. And as our
friendship grows, I'll teach you other things you can do with this slut."
Jack, who earlier had been feeling left out and worried, now felt a sense of
triumph. He had not only entertained an account royally, he was going to
become a friend. Jack picked up the pace and fucked Sharon asshole with
renewed vigor.
Jack heard Frank walk to the bathroom and start the shower. "Did you hear
that, Baby, we won. We got the account."
"I know, and I got fucked."
"And I got you in the ass, thanks to Frank."
Sharon closed her eyes and allowed Jack to continue fucking her in her ass,
even after it became apparent he wasn't going to cum again. When the heard
the door to the bathroom open, the couple disengaged. Jack kissed his bride
and thanked her for a wonderful night. She thanked her husband for opening
up her sexuality and for getting her the best fucking she had ever had.
As Frank made his way back to the den, he retrieved his clothes from
re-dressed right where he found them. By the time he got to the kitchen,
Sharon was moving around making, dressed only in an apron. Frank stole up
behind her, wrapped his arms around her, grasped her nipples between thumb
and forefinger and squeezed. She gave a little yelp, but when he only
squeezed harder, she gave into the pain. She leaned back against him,
grinding her ass into his groin.
"You were something else last night. I don't know if once is going to do it
for me. I may have to get Jack to lend you to me now and again. Would you
like that? Fucking me now and again?"
Sharon turned to face him, raised her mouth in offering to his lips. Frank
accepted the offer and kissed her deeply as his hand stole to her ass and
caressed the once virgin space the had given so much pleasure.
"Yes, I'd like you to fuck me again, but what about Jack?"
"Don't worry about Jack. We'll fuck you together again, like last night and
then I have a plan that will make him want to send you to me." He pushed a
finger into her now open and expanded asshole as he pinched her nipple with
viselike pressure. She winced, but didn't pull away.
Jack, wearing only a pair of boxers, came into the kitchen to find his
client and his wife in their kiss. He made some noise to let them know he
was there, but it made no difference to them. They continued to kiss as
Frank sawed his finger in and out of her ass and pinched her nipple. Finally
they drew apart. But not before Jack had a renewed hardon.
"Oh, Jack, you're here. Let's talk shop for a minute, before that hardon
your sporting gets in the way of a salient discussion." They sat at the
table discussing their business future as Sharon served them breakfast.
After some preliminaries, Frank told Jack, "I don't think I can do business
with your shop as it is." Jack was obviously crestfallen. "Don't look so
shocked, you know they've let the place got to shit. But I have a plan. You
have a business degree, right?"
"Yes." Sharon who was standing behind Frank, looked at Jack questioningly,
Jack shook his head NO almost imperceptibly. Frank went on.
"Here's my thought. Your boss is going to have to sell the plant if he can't
stop the bleeding. And without my orders, he can't do that. I talked to him
about it his predicament yesterday. So, why don't you buy the plant,
reorganize it and upgrade it. If you do that, you'll get all our business
that you have capacity for. Now I know you've had your eyes open for the
past year and we've spoken about the need to reorganize the company. I like
the things you said you'd do. I know you can handle it."
"Sounds great, Frank, there are about 2 million reasons I can't do it, Where
do I get the capital?"
"We'll lend it to you. You can then make your boss a cash offer, that will
lower the purchase price, and we'll also advance you working capital. Of
course, we'd want interest on the loan and price concessions. The price
concession will sell the deal to my partners. I don't need them to make the
deal, but it's always better to have them on board."
"Of course, there is one more thing I'd want on a personal basis."
Jack didn't really have to ask; he had heard him telling Sharon he wanted
her, away from Jack. "What's that, Frank, I hope it's something I can
manage."
"I go on business trips from time to time, I want Sharon to accompany me on
some of those trips. This is, besides the time we spend together here. After
all, if I have a stake in your operation, I'll be spending more time down
here."
Jack looked at Sharon, questioningly. Sharon averted her eyes and looked at
the floor. "Yeah, I think that can be arranged, But, of course, it's really
up to Sharon. What do you say, Honey, would you like to be Frank's whore on
his business trips." They both looked at her for her an answer.
"Yes," it was almost an imperceptible whisper.
"Good," Frank said, almost gleefully, "that's settled."
"There is one other thing."
"What's that?"
"I'm going to call a partner's meeting for next weekend to discus this and
other things, of course. I want Sharon to comes and be the hostess of the
meeting, my wife used to do the honors, but she's no longer on the scene.
We've missed the feminine touch at our weekend retreats.
This time Jack didn't even bother to ask Sharon. "She's yours for the
weekend." Jack looked at Sharon but she couldn't return his gaze, she
blushed and looked at the floor.
"OK, Jack, since you're a good sport about this, some time soon I'll bring
you your own little treat." Jack wondered what that meant. "And now, Jack,
with your permission, I'd love to have Sharon suck my cock before I leave."
Jack walked to Sharon, took her hand and led her to Frank. "Since you want
to be his whore, you may as well get started now. Take his cock out and suck
him off." Sharon immediately dropped to her knees, opened Frank's zipper and
gently took out his semi hard cock. She kissed the tip, licked it like an
Ice cream cone and popped it into her mouth. Frank moaned with renewed lust.
Jack stopped them, saying, "Let's go in the den, She can get up on the couch
to give you head and I can get back in her ass."
"Now you're learning," Frank opined licentiously.
Sharon led them into the den. She unbuckled Frank's pants, let them fall,
and took down his underpants. She pushed him onto the couch, kneeling
between his legs. She lightly raked her nails over the back of his cock,
from his balls to his tip and back again, Graham shivered with pleasure. She
moved her mouth to Frank's cock as it lay against his belly and licked up
and down its underside, sucking in between her lips and licking the artery.
She lifted his cock erect, using only her lips and eventually, after several
failed attempts, sucked it into her mouth. Frank spasmed at the intense
pleasure Sharon's lips and mouth were giving him.
In the meantime, Jack had lost his boxer and positioned Sharon's ass so he
had clear access to it. Before he fucked into her, he lowered his head to
her cunt and kissed it. "I've never loved this cunt more."
As he repositioned himself and started to penetrate Sharon's now ready and
willing ass, Frank asked, "Were you talking about her or her fuck hole?"
They both laughed.
"I meant her fuck hole but I guess she's proving to be a cunt, too." Sharon
turned red with humiliation, but never lost a stroke on Frank's cock, nor a
backward thrust on Jack's. I guess they're right, I am nothing more than a
slutty cunt whore. But, gawd, I love being used.
Frank was the first to cum. It was a weak cum, considering all he had given
her in the past ten hours or so. He extricated himself from beneath Sharon,
pulling up his underwear and pants as he watched the young couple fuck.
"I'll let myself out, you two love birds just go right on fucking. You've
got a real fuck machine here, Jack, any time you need help you know my
number. He shook hands with Jack and walked out of the den. Soon Jack heard
the front door close.
"Let's go up stairs, Baby, I want to finish you in bed. Raise up and lean
back on me, I'll carry you up with my cock in your ass." Obediently she rose
up. Jack lifted her with his arms around her waist. When she was airborne,
he moved his hands under her thighs and carried her in a sitting position
with her back pressed against his chest. Her weigh pushed his hard cock as
far into her ass as it could possibly go.
As they moved to the stairs, Sharon asked, "Are you mad at me. I don't know
what came over me, Jack, I got so hot I couldn't control myself. I really
love you, even though I said I'd go with Frank and be his whore, Jack, I
really do love you, please believe me." Sharon rambled on and on, Jack said
nothing.
"Oh, God, Jack you are mad at me. I won't go with him, I'll always stay with
you, Just don't make me fuck someone else and I'll always be faithful!"
Sharon was so nervous over Jack's reaction that her sphincter muscle
tightened on Jack's cock, filling him with ecstasy. When they got to the
bed, he lay on her belly with two pillows under her hips and wailed into her
ass with renewed force. Sharon couldn't help herself; she became orgasmic
again. Jack pulled out of her ass and came all over her back and hair. He
fell on top of her, exhausted.
"Please, Jack, tell me you still love me."
"More than ever before, my darling, and in the next couple of years we're
going to have more fun and make more money than we ever thought we would.
Frank has his plans, but we have ours as well."
Sharon wasn't sure what our plans were, but she felt secure again in his
love for her. She snuggled into, pulled his arm over her and put his hand on
her breast. She fell asleep in Jack's arms feeling sexually sated and more
in love then ever before. Her only question was with whom?
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Jack and Sharon and Friends MF
Chapter 2
By Dudley Dowrite
WARNING!!!! Under aged? You know you don't belong here, scram.
This is the continuing of saga of Jack and Sharon Owens, their trial and
tribulations with sexual and business and our antagonist, Frank Graham. This
started out as a three or four part story, but my depraved imagination is
running away with me. Plus, I am intrigued with Sharon's metamorphosis and
not sure where it will take me.
If you like the story, please write dudley_dowrite@hotmail.com. All
encouragement is welcome.
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Chapter 2
Jack awoke from a sound sleep. He checked the clock, 2:38PM. Best he could
recall, Frank Graham left some time around 6AM, By the time he had finished
corn holing his wife, Sharon, it was probably 6:30. They had slept 8 hours
already and Sharon gave no signs of waking any time soon. Jack thought, 5
hours of fucking, booze and weed will do that to a person.
Jack rolled away from Sharon as quietly as he could. Got up and dressed for
a run. It would clear his mind and give him time to think.
In the kitchen, he loaded up with water to hydrate his body. Made for the
door and started to stretch and warm up at poolside. As he warmed up, the
hot early June weather got to him. He opted for a swim instead. Jack
stripped and dove into the pool and began doing laps.
As he swam, he thought about what had happened in the past 24 hours. He also
considered what he might have gotten himself and Sharon into.
Frank Graham: was he an account or an investor? Would he come through with
his promises, or did he just want to fuck Sharon?
Sharon: She had taken to Graham last night, actually she had fucked his
brains out. She also seemed to be very subservient to him. Could that be all
good? And how far would she go with him?
What would happen to Sharon and him if he got in too deep with Graham?
Simple questions, trouble was, he couldn't see the answers. One thing he was
sure of; Graham had no idea who he was or what his background was, at least
not yet. Jack would like to keep it that way. Maybe his infatuation with
Sharon could work for them. Oh, shit, now I'm pimping my wife. How long
would she go for that? It didn't matter. He knew what had to be done to turn
the company around. Even more important, he knew how he could profit
handsomely if Graham helped him take over the plant. Jack had designed new
product that could easily be produced in the plant. He had even talked to
end-users and they were anxious to see the product produced. He could make a
business within a business that would help him get out from under Graham and
his partners quicker than they could imagine. Jack would just have to make
sure graham was distracted by his desire to fuck Sharon.
Jack was so intent on his speculation he hadn't notice Sharon had come out
to poolside. He made a racing turn at the deep end and as he approached the
shallow he saw Sharon's legs in the water. She had her pussy the level of
Jack's mouth. He swam to the offer pussy and licked her as he can up for
air. Jack cradled Sharon's hips in his hands, lifted them out of the water
and put his mouth back on the pussy he loved so much.
As he ate her cunt, Jack thought, How can I love her so much and be so
willing to pimp her to Graham? For Jack, this answer was easy. He had a
long-range plan and he and Sharon would come to laugh at about what they
would be doing some day. Besides, the way Sharon took to last night's
threesome made Jack believe she'd love the experience.
Sharon reached for Jack's face and pulled him up to her. She kissed him
lovingly. Its sweetness touched Jack deeply. "Hey, Baby, Why didn't you wake
me? Are you hungry for lunch or would you just like continue eating pussy?
Or, would like a good fucking, sailor?"
"Let's see. How about I eat pussy, then fuck you and then have lunch."
"Couldn't have said it better myself. Take me back to bed and let's be
lovers all weekend. No clothes, not out, just eating and fucking."
Jack got out of the pool, picked her up and carried her to the cabana
instead. He lay her on the couch. Sharon pulled him to her, kissed him and
said, "Let's not just fuck, that was last night. Make love to me, long, slow
love."
Jack positioned himself between her legs and entered her wet pussy. He slid
his dick into his lovely wife, slowly but without stop, until he could go no
further. Jack held himself in her, deep in her sweet, delicious cunt as they
held each other."
"Honey, you were right all along, sex with two men is very exciting, but
making love with you is better than life itself. Move in me, Sweetheart,
fuck me slowly, with long slow strokes."
Jack slid in and out of her, slowly, as she wanted. Sharon came twice. He
lasted this way for as long as his passion would allow. "I can't stand it
any more, I want to cum in you. I want to fuck you, Baby, fuck you fast,
hard and deep."
"Roll over, Lover, let me ride prick." Jack rolled on his back. Sharon
straddled him and mounted his hard cock. She sat on his cock with a hard
thrust toward his pelvis. Sharon slowly rose her hips, sliding his cock
right to the entrance of her love and again sat down hard. Over and over she
fucked him. Jack started to moan and thrust up into her. Finally he pulled
her down on his chest. With his cock pushed deep into her cunt, he came.
They were both exhausted. They lay in each other arms, caressing and kissing
with loving tenderness.
"Sharon, if I had known you'd be so turned on by a threesome, I'd have
insisted before."
"It did turn me on. But, honestly? I think it was because he reminded me of
my father. I told you I used to fantasize about him as a little girl. And
last night, I kept thinking Frank was my dad. Well not all the time. Frank
is a good fuck in his own right."
"Do you really want to fuck him again?"
"Only if it's OK with you."
"How about hosting his partners meeting. You know he'll introduce you as his
new slut, don't you?"
"Yeah, but it's kind of exciting."
"And if he wants to share you with his partners, would you let them gang
bang you?"
"I hadn't thought about that. Maybe it's like the old saying, 'In for a
penny, in for a pound'. Yeah, I'd let them gang bang me. Does that disturb
you? I know this was what you always wanted, me being gang banged."
"But I wanted to be there to watch."
"I know, if you don't want me to, I won't go."
"I'm afraid you have to go now. If you don't he won't do business with the
plant and that would hurt us, you and me. We're in debt pretty good with the
house and all. If the plant goes belly up, and I don't have a deal with
Graham, we could be out on our asses."
"Baby, I'll go, it'll be fun. And while I'm there, I'll make sure Frank is
going to take care of you as well as I'm going to take care of him. You said
you had a plan. Can you tell what it is?"
"Honey, if I tell you and he questions you about what we doing and what my
plans are, any slip you might make could be disastrous for us. I trust you
with my life, but you know how you get on Tequila and I let it out the bag
last night that that was your weakness."
"I understand, but is it legal?"
"Yes, but maybe not ethical. But, shit, it's business and you don't think
his offer to help me buy the business didn't have some cost attached, do
you?"
"No, I guess not, just be careful."
They spent the weekend making love and putting Friday night behind them, for
now anyway.
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Graham sat back in his first class seat thinking over what had happened to
him, too. All his thought came back to Sharon, He had to have her again, and
a lot more agains after that. The partners meeting would be a blast. Jack,
that fool Graham thought, had gone along with his request like an idiot. He
had no idea what Graham had planned for Sharon and yet he made it easier
than Graham thought would be the case. Wait 'til the partners, especially
that animal George got a look at her.
Graham knew he would have to throw Jack a bone some time soon, if he was to
get to keep Sharon for any length of time. When he said a little surprise he
had someone special in mind, Cindy, his fourteen-year-old daughter. Graham
had been trying to think of a way to bang Cindy ever since his wife walked
out on him three years ago. Two weeks ago, he had talked her into swimming
with him naked. He got a couple of feels of her burgeoning tits and slid his
hand along her ass cheeks before his son, Mark, sixteen, came home. Mark was
a little upset, seeing his father swimming naked with his sister, but didn't
say anything. What Graham didn't know was that Mark was jealous, he also had
designs on Cindy. Graham had lain off Cindy since. But now, a new plan
festered in his depraved mind. And Mark, maybe he could get Sharon to fuck
him too. That would give Graham more leeway with Cindy. He thought.
And then there was Jack and the plant he worked at. If he could get Jack to
buy the plant, with his and his partners' help, there would be price
concession that would have to go along with any deal. These would limit
Jack's profitability. After Jack had stretched his cash flow to pay down the
loan to them, Graham could squeeze for more price concessions, eventually
squeezing Jack into bankruptcy. Then, it would be either Graham got Sharon
as his live in whore, or Jack was really up the creek without a paddle. Of
course, after he got Sharon, he would go after Jack relentlessly. This
sounded too good to be true. But first, Graham thought, I have to get that
dolt Owens to buy the plant.
She couldn't get Sharon out of his mind the rest of the trip. By the time
Graham got home, he had a raging hardon again. As he walked up the driveway,
Maria, his housekeeper opened the front door for him. He was glad to see she
was dressed for his return.
Maria was a seventeen-year-old Mexican girl who had been smuggled into the
States about six months before. One of Frank's partners had found her for
him. The partner, George Evans, had found a Mexican girl the year before and
had been very satisfied, both with her and by her. When her friend, Maria,
showed up, George's girl asked if he could find her a job. He immediately
thought of Graham, whose two kids needed someone in the house while Graham
was at work. Graham had lost no time in bedding her. So, it turned out she
provided for his every need, and was cheap.
After Maria settled in, Graham had bought uniforms for her. French maid
uniforms right down to the black seamed stocking and high heels. And she
wore them well. About 5' 2", 100 lbs. at most, but very shapely. Her long
black hair and large dark eyes framed and punctuated a very beautiful Indian
face. Graham especially got a kick out the way Mark followed he around like
a puppy in need of a petting.
"Are the kids home?"
"No, Senor."
"Good, come with me. I have a very special need of you" There was no
question in Maria's mind where he was taking her, nor what he wanted when
they got there.
When they got to Graham bedroom, Maria went to close the door. "Leave it
open." Frank had not only been thinking of Sharon on the way home. He had
fantasized about Cindy as well. He hoped she would come home a see him
fucking Maria, hoping it would make her curious and horny enough for him to
take another shot at her.
Maria had stripped off her uniform dress and panties. "Would like me to keep
my stockings on."
"Yes, and your shoes to. I like it when you look like a whore." Maria was
not offended, Graham took care of her after he fucked her and she needed the
money to send back to her family. She also liked the way Graham fucked her.
Maria came to Graham, fell to her knees and took of his shoes and socks. She
straightened up on while still on her knees and undid his pants and let them
drop. Graham, who had already removed his shirt, stepped out of his pants.
Maria took off his boxers. She took his cock in both her hands and kissed
and licked it. Just then, a door opened and closed down stairs. Someone,
sounding like Cindy, started up the stairs. "Cindy is coming, Senor Graham.
I'll close the door."
"No leave it. Take my cock in your mouth and suck me." Maria looked at him
in a way that told Graham she knew what he was thinking. Without further
hesitation, she took his cock in her mouth and emitted a pleasurable moan,
loud enough to be heard in the hall.
"Senor Graham, you have such a lovely cock, I love to suck you," again loud
enough to be heard out in the hall. Graham heard a floorboard creak outside
the door. It took all his will power not to look. Maria was really working
his cock with her mouth. "Senor Graham, you make me so hot, I wish you to
fuck me, please." Graham decided she was earning bonus money for this.
"Kneel up on the bed, I'll take you from behind." Maria positioned herself
on the bed so that if Cindy were watching she would get a good view of
Maria's pussy and her father's cock fucking it.
"Maria, you're so wet, you really do want a fucking." Graham held her hips,
pushed his cock into her in one long, smooth motion and rode her like a
horse. Maria came immediately.
"Senor, I'm cumming for you. Oh, Senor, I love the way you fuck me."
Graham's fantasies of Sharon had him on the verge of cumming all day; his
need was more than he could handle. "I'm sorry, Maria, I can't hold out any
more, I'm cumming, too."
"Please, sir, pull it out, I want you to cum on my tits, please." Graham
pulled out, Maria turned and sat on the edge of the bed, took Graham's prick
in her mouth and sucked him until he started to cum. She took his cock from
her mouth and jerked his cum on her face and tits. When he was finished, she
put his prick back in her mouth and licked him clean. After she cleaned him,
she made a production of raising her tits to her mouth and licking Graham's
come from them.
"Thank you Maria, you're as good a fuck as I've ever had." Graham took Maria
in his arms and kissed her. She was pleasantly surprised; he had never
kissed her before. She liked it.
Maria picked up her dress and panties and started for the door. As she got
out in the hall she saw Cindy ducking in her room. Maria turned back to
Graham and nodded to him. He understood that to mean Cindy had been watching
them.
Graham put on a pair of shorts and a golf shirt and started for the bar on
the patio. A few minutes later, Cindy came out to the patio. Her face was
flushed and looked as if she had just cum. "Hi, Honey, I didn't know you
were home."
"I noticed."
"What, what did that mean."
"I saw you, you and Maria."
"And?"
"What do you mean 'AND'?"
"Is that all, you just saw us, you have no reaction?"
"Why did you do it?"
"Because I'm a man and she's a beautiful woman. And, since your mother
walked out on us, I've had real needs without anyone to take care for me.
You wouldn't want me to bring women in the house just to sleep with, would
you."
"No, I guess not."
"So who else do I have that I'm close to that I can share my love with?"
"Well...."
"What?"
"Nothing."
Graham knew it best not to talk about it any more, the seed was planted. Now
he wanted to measure how deeply it was planted. "Would you like to go for a
swim?"
"Like last time?"
"What do you mean?"
"You know."
"You mean skinny dip?"
"Yes."
"If you want to, do you?"
"Yes." Graham stood and took off his shirt and shorts, stopping at his
jockeys. Cindy stood and took off her top, short and reached for her
panties. Graham led the way, taking his off, Cindy followed. Frank looked at
her wantonly, "You are so beautiful, Cindy, I wish it was you before."
Graham took her hand and led her across the lawn to the pool. As they
walked, his cock started to become erect again. Cindy tried not to look, but
couldn't help herself, it stuck out so far. Graham noticed her gazing at
him, but said nothing.
He dove in and waited for Cindy. She dove in and came up in front of him.
Graham reached out for her, she swam to him. He took her in is arms and
said, "You know I love you more than anyone else, don't you?"
Cindy put her arms around his neck and held herself close to him, her thigh
touched his cock. She startled, pulled her thigh away. "It's OK, Baby, you
can touch it." She moved her thigh back and rested it against his hardened
cock. Graham moved his cock between her thighs; she closed then on it. He
cupped her derriere with his hand and lowered her until his cock rubbed
against her virginal pussy. She raised her mouth to his and they kissed.
Cindy was awkward at first, but soon started to respond to his tongue.
Graham moved his hand to his cock and pressed it firmly against her pussy
and rocked her back and forth. He came again. Cindy shivered. Graham looked
up and saw Mark watching the through his bedroom window.
"We better stop, Honey, Mark is watching." Cindy reluctantly let him
disengage from her.
The rest of the day and night, Graham and Cindy kept their distance from
each other. Mark walked around the house pouting.
Monday morning he took Cindy to the family doctor, and old friend and fellow
roue. Jack had called him and told him he thought Cindy was about to become
sexually active and thought she should be on the pill. The doctor's response
was, "OK Frank, but I'd like to get some of her after you."
"You son of a bitch," Frank answer, "I ought to break your fucking neck."
"And you would too, if it wasn't the truth." They both laughed.
"OK, you get seconds, but not right away, I want her for a while for
myself."
"You're going to have to give it a month so I can check her reaction to the
pill and to make sure she has a typical menstruation. So, keep it in your
pants, my friend, don't get too carried away."
When he got to the office he faxed a small order to Jack and then called
him. "Jack, did you see the order I faxed over?"
"The secretary just brought in to me, thanks, Sharon and I appreciate it."
"How is Sharon?"
"Better than ever. We had some weekend after you left. My stomach muscles
hurt from so much pelvic action."
"I'd be pissed if I didn't know I was going to get plenty this weekend. It's
still on, isn't it?"
"Yeah, Sharon's looking forward to having you to herself for a couple of
nights. By the way, she's curious to know what you want her to do as a
hostess to your meeting."
"It won't be hard work and we'll gladly pay her for her time and effort. Do
you mind if I call her to make the arrangements, or would you rather I do it
through you?"
"No problem with you calling her. She's out today, but she'll be in this
evening, but if you'd rather I not be there, you can call tomorrow."
"OK, I'll call tomorrow. By the way have you thought about the business we
talked about, buying the company."
" I did, but geez, you'd end up being my only client, isn't that dangerous?"
"If we're using you as a sole supplier, which we'd have to if we're on the
hook for the purchase capital, we're in the tighter situation than you are.
We'd have given up our relations with former suppliers and we'd be at risk
for a couple of million. No, we'd be reliant on each other. And we don't
want to produce those pieces; it's not economic for us here. I think you'll
be very happy with the arrangement as I proposed it."
"OK, let me know what your partners say about it. If they're in agreement,
I'll talk to my boss and see what he has to say."
"Don't wait for my partners, find out. I told you, I have controlling
interest and my partners have to go along with what I want."
"OK, I'll start the ball rolling here, let me know. I tell Sharon to expect
you're call tomorrow." Fortunately, Jack had told Sharon to screen the calls
when she was home today with the answering machine. They had planned on her
not being home tomorrow, either. Jack wanted to see how anxious Graham was
to have Sharon and what he would give up to get her.
The next day, Frank called and left a message, telling Sharon how
disappointed he was that she had not been there for him when he called.
"I'll call tomorrow at 10AM, sharp. Be there!" It was an order that
frightened Sharon in its intensity. She erased the message so Jack wouldn't
hear it and have second thoughts. The demanding way Frank spoke to her
excited her, made her feel like his property, like his sex slave. She knew
deep within her that what she really wanted was to be dominated by a strong
man.
She sat on the edge of her bed waiting for the call, naked. The phone
finally rang. Sharon picked it up with one hand as the other went to her
cunt and caressed it. "There will be plane tickets at the counter for you, a
1PM flight to Capital City. You'll be met at the airport and taken to my
home, where you will spend the night with me. You will wear the same dress
as Friday night, with no bra and no panties. You won't need any other
clothing, it will all be provided for you, just bring makeup and a pair of
black and a pair of white high heeled pumps. Do you understand these
instructions?"
"Yes, Frank." He disconnected the call. Sharon realized two fingers were
buried in her cunt. She put the phone back in its cradle, lay on her bed to
finish what the call had started. But it didn't finish, she kept cumming all
afternoon.
When Jack got home that night Sharon was waiting for him at the door. She
wore a black garter belt, black seamed stocking and black pumps. And nothing
else. She knew that was how Jack loved to see her. She handed him the
cocktail she had prepared for him, took his briefcase, put it down and led
him to the den. Along the way he drained the drink. "Get me another," he
demanded handing her the glass. She went to the kitchen and returned with
another drink, of which Jack drained off half immediately. Sharon put her
favorite romantic music on the stereo and came back to Jack, took him in
hand and led him to the hardwood. She stepped into his arms. They danced.
"He called today," she whispered.
"I can tell, you're hotter than ever." He ran his fingers across her pussy
lips, they were soaked. "Were you like that all day?"
"Yes. He makes me so hot. He makes me feel like an object, his sex toy. It
makes me feel depraved, but so hot Jack." She detailed the call to him and
when she finished, she said, "Jack I want you to fuck me, hard, hurt me,
Baby, I need for my cunt and my ass to be abused. Please, Jack?"
Jack was delighted, his secret desire was to she her humiliated and
subservient. He owed Graham, he reluctantly admitted. He smacked her ass.
Hard! "Ooowww," She squealed, but held him tight. He spanked her again. This
time she meowed her discomfit, but still held on, she didn't pull away.
Jack took her hand and led her to the back of the couch. He pushed her over
the back of the couch, with her ass high in the air. Whack!!! Another ass
burner. Whack, whack, whack!!! Her ass turned red and became hot to the
touch. Jack continued to spank his sexually evolving wife. Gawd, I love
this. I'm as nuts as she is. Jack undid his belt and pants with out losing a
beat, so to speak. His pants dropped to the floor. He unsnapped his boxers,
they fell. Jack positioned himself behind Sharon and pushed his cock
unceremoniously into her hot, sopping cunt. After a few strokes, when he was
lubed enough, he pulled out.
"Oh, gawd, Jack don't be mean, put it back in me."
Jack, instead, lined up on her anal button and pushed hard into her asshole.
Hard, violently.
"Oh, yyyyeeessssss, Jack, fuck my ass. Spank my ass. Make me hurt, give me
real pleasure." Jack slapped her ass with every outstroke and reentered her
ass as far as he could push his prick. "Oh, gawd, Frank, I'm cumming, I'm
there, fuck me Frank, fuck me hard. Cum in me, Frank, cum with me."
Jack heard her call him Frank, but ignored it. He was fucking his beloved
wife the way he always wanted to fuck her. With long hard strokes he fucked
in and out of her asshole. His prick seemed to swell and he shot a load into
Sharon's ass. He came and came, shooting more cum in her. When he finished
he pulled out of her, held her down and continued spanking her, but not as
hard now.
He stopped his insult of her ass and lifted her on to her feet. Sharon
quickly turned to him, threw her arms around him and buried her tongue in
his mouth. "Oh, Jack, I love you so much, I don't know what's happening to
me. I loved your humiliating me and hurting and fucking me and cuming in my
ass. What happening to me, Jack?"
Jack kicked out of his pants and boxers and led her to the front of the
couch where he sat and pulled her down to his lap. "Sharon, Baby, we don't
need Graham, his orders or his money, we can get along with out it. If
you're having an emotional upset about this, we'll call it off."
"Aren't you afraid, are you so sure I'll come back? Are you so sure of me?"
"I always have been and always will be, but you have to decide. If I say
don't go, are you going to wonder what you missed and then get angry with
me? If you don't go because of me, isn't that the same thing? Maybe you have
to go and find out if you can handle it and then we'll do what we have to
do, if you do come back."
"If I don't come back right away, will you take me back later?"
"Yes," he answered, but not too convincingly. "Let's wait until tomorrow
before we decide. You're as high as I've ever seen you. Let's have dinner,
some wine and later do a little weed. We'll go to bed, make love and see how
you feel in the morning."
"That's a plan," Sharon kissed him and got up to go to the kitchen and get
their dinner. As she walked away, Jack saw a string of cum leak from her
delicious ass. That bastard, Graham, if he fucks her up, I'll really fuck
him up. That sounded like bravado, but Jack though he could make it happen,
if he had to do.
What he hadn't told Sharon was that his boss agreed to the buyout in
principal. Things were moving ahead well.
End of Chapter 2
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