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Subject: {ASSM} RP: Discovering Kelly in Bed Chapt. 2 (fict, MF couple, wife cheat, creampie, smoking) (new last chap coming!)
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the author.  Names have been changed to protect the parties involved.
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This story depicts unsafe behaviors and is only a fantasy.  Don't do
things you'll regret.

This is chapter 2 of a story.  The first part was posted in May 2002
on a.s.s.m., but if you missed it, or to see my other work, go to
www.asstr-mirror.org/files/Authors/Biff_Jones/www.

Comments?  Email shapeshifter37@hotmail.com!
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   Discovering Kelly in Bed Chapt. 2 (fict, MF couple, wife cheat,
creampie, smoking)

   My true stories are based in reality and on real experiences.  My
fantasy stories are either entirely fictional, or are inspired by real
events but largely invented.  However, I will always strive to tell my
fiction just as realistically is possible.  If you're looking for ten
guys on one woman, 16" cocks, or other unlikely tales, you're not
going to want to keep reading...

   Let me start by describing my wife, Kelly.  At 5'8", she has a very
attractive build with great 36C breasts and curves in all of the right
places.  Her figure is very womanly and attractive, and although she
won't be modeling on a runway anytime soon, she looks great in sexy
attire.  She has medium length dark hair, sometimes tinted auburn or
red, and very sexy, full lips.  I'm not going to say she's a Penthouse
Pet, but Kelly is a very good-looking woman and gets compliments from
all my friends.

    A few weeks ago, Kelly stunned me by cheating on me in our own
bed.  Well, I say cheating but in fact she set it up so that I would
arrive shortly after her lover departed, with his come still leaking
from her used pussy.  It was an incredibly slutty thing to do and
actually quite unlike her, but she had apparently discovered my
passion for reading and writing hot stories about group sex and
creampies.  Connecting that to what I have always told her was my
"ultimate fantasy" - doing her with another guy - she decided to take
matters into her own hands.

   After her affair, things were actually pretty normal between us.
Cleverly, Kelly had turned her experience into a hot seduction and
made sure that I had a very good time fucking her sloppy seconds to
keep things on a positive note.  We have had sex many times since then
and neither one of us has brought up the affair since it happened.

   Of course, that was until one afternoon I got a telephone call at
work.  It was Kelly.  I could hear the distinct sound of her smoking a
cigarette on the other end of the phone and my dick stiffened
slightly.  Kelly is well aware of my smoking fetish and especially
since her affair she has made sure to smoke much more frequently -
daily in fact - in order to keep me in a high state of aroused
tension.

   "Hi honey," she whispered into the phone.  I could hear that her
breath was a little short.

   "Hey sweetie, what's going on?" I replied.

   "I'm horny," she said in a soft, throaty voice.  "I'm laying here
in bed, fucking myself with a dildo right now."

   I gulped.  The image was very sexy, my gorgeous wife lying on her
back with her legs spread, thrusting a 2" thick dildo into her
dripping snatch.  "Wow...I wish I was home right now."  Her next words
left me paralyzed with tense excitement though.

   "I do too.  But maybe I'll just call my lover again to come fuck
me.  Bye..."

   The dial tone was loud in my ear as she disconnected.

   The next several hours were difficult for me.  I couldn't focus on
anything but the image of my wife being fucked in our bed by another
man.  Was she just teasing me?  Or would she really do it?  Hell, she
had done it once so there was no reason to think she wouldn't!  The
clock dragged by and yet I had work to do and couldn't break away
early.  Finally, I finished up and headed for home.

   Like the first time, when I arrived I could immediately smell the
scent of her cigarette when I opened the door.  Now it was less
uncommon though, so that alone revealed little.  I didn't know whether
I hoped to find her used and naked in our bed, or up and about and not
freshly fucked by some other guy.  Ultimately, as I entered the living
room, Kelly zoomed right up to me and gave me a smoky french kiss.
She was fully dressed in a T-shirt and skirt and certainly had none of
the freshly fucked look from the week before.  She acted as if nothing
was out of the ordinary, but there was an amused gleam in her eyes
that continued all evening. 

   I didn't want to bring up the subject, so at first I tried some
subtle investigation.  I checked the hamper for come soaked panties,
but she had just done the laundry.  Similarly, the bed sheets were
clean and gave no evidence.  I even tried a few times unsuccessfully
to cop a feel of her crotch under her skirt, but she knew what I was
trying to do and avoided my touch to frustrate me.  Finally, after
dinner, I was forced to ask.
 
   "Well, did you?"

   She took a minute to light a cigarette and slowly exhaled in my
direction, smiling slightly.  "No.  But I thought about it.  You never
know what might happen next time though."

   I was both relieved and let down.  What a complex mix of emotions!
Here I was, half wishing my wife had fucked another man this afternoon
while I worked.  It had started out just as a desire to have a
threesome, but Kelly had burned such an erotic impression into my
brain that I didn't know what I wanted now.

   She stood in front of me an unzipped my pants.  Fishing my cock out
of the zipper, she lifted her skirt and slid right down on top of me,
as I realized she was pantiless.  Her pussy was hot and slick with her
wetness and felt extremely tight, so I believed her story.  She kissed
me hungrily with her smoky mouth, and began whispering in my ear about
what might have happened if she had called her lover to come fill her
up with his thick cock.  How I would have come home to find her
leaking his semen once again.  The intense image stirred my groin and
I felt my load gushing out suddenly to fill her.  My orgasm lasted
several seconds and Kelly continued thrusting herself onto me until
she generated her own shriek-inducing climax.

   Kelly quietly climbed off of me and went into the bedroom.  I heard
a drawer open and close, and a few minutes later she returned in
comfortable clothes.  We relaxed on the couch and spent the remainder
of the evening watching television.

		****************

   The next day passed much less eventfully, and although I knew Kelly
was at home again, she didn't call me with any unusual sexual energy
or passion.  However, she was in the shower when I got home.  I didn't
call out to her because I didn't want to startle her when she wasn't
expecting me, so I went into the bedroom to change clothes.  Then I
noticed something sticking out from under a corner of the bed that
hadn't been there when I left.  I pulled it out and recognized it as a
lacy black pair of panties.  They were very fragrant and I could smell
that they had been worn even as I picked them up.  Then I noticed that
they were somewhat stuck together, and as I looked more closely, I
realized that the crotch was coated in dried come.

   I hadn't even noticed the shower turn off, but I suddenly became
aware of a presence in the doorway.  I turned and saw Kelly toweling
her naked body in front of me.  She saw the panties in my hand and
silently crossed the room.  Placing her hand over mine, she squeezed
it into a fist so that the come-crusted panties were clenched tightly
in my fingers.  Then she dropped to her knees before me and quietly
started sucking my cock, stroking it with her right hand and sucking
on the head with her lips.  In between strokes, she teased me.
 
   "You know what's in those panties, don't you?"  She licked my
balls.  "Think about how it got there."  A suck deep into her throat.
"Think about me getting fucked today and letting the come ooze out
into my panties."  More licking and sucking.  "Let me taste your come
while you imagine me fucking another man in our bed."  And I did.  I
erupted in her mouth with a powerful force, spurting several jets in a
row.  Kelly carefully had sealed her lips around my head at my first
orgasmic twitch and let my entire load fill her mouth.  She swallowed,
licking her lips until they were slick and wet, then kissing me on the
mouth.  

   She sat down on the bed next to me and lit a cigarette from the
bedside table.  Taking the panties from my hand she said, "Do you
believe I fucked him?"

   I figured she must have and told her so; how else did she explain
the crusted panties and being in the shower in the afternoon?

   Running a nail over the lace, she flaked off a bit of dried semen
and showed it to me.  "It's yours," she explained.  "I wore these all
day yesterday and put them back in the drawer.  After we fucked last
night, I wiped my cunt with them and hid them under the bed to set you
up with today.  As for the shower, well, I know when you get home and
I had to give you time to find them and get some ideas..."  She took a
drag and exhaled, leaning in towards me.  "I'm going to fuck your mind
at least as much as your body, so enjoy it," she breathed before
kissing me deeply.

		**************

   The remainder of the week was more or less back to normal.  I
worked, I came home, Kelly and I conversed, relaxed, screwed, and went
to bed.  In fact, except for the extra sex and the increased smoking,
it could have been perfectly normal.  Saturday afternoon, Kelly told
me she wanted to go dancing.  We would meet up with her friend Anna
from work at a Euro-style club/vodka bar downtown.

   The club was just getting pumping by the time we got there shortly
after 11:00.  A moderate wait in line and $15 apiece in cover later,
we were inside.  The club was decorated with plush red velvet and
leather, and was dimly lit.  European house and dance music was
pumping from the dance floor in the next room, but Kelly noticed her
friend sitting at a small curved booth near the bar. 

   We walked over and Kelly introduced me to Anna.  Tall and busty,
Anna had classic Latin good looks.  Her hair was shoulder-blade length
and very dark, with a natural wave.  She wore a skintight black dress
that stretched around her figure and ended at mid-thigh.  She had a
pair of high heels on as well, and her makeup was very sexy with
mascara on her eyelashes and deep mahogany opaque lipstick.  I decided
that at least on the basis of looks, my wife had good taste in
friends.  Actually Kelly was looking excellent herself in a tight DNKY
"little boys tee" and a dark jean skirt, with a high-heeled pair of
red leather boots that stopped a couple of inches below her knees.

   We made small talk for a while, and I went to the bar for a round
of Grey Goose martinis.  One led to two, and then a third, and pretty
soon we were all pretty relaxed.  Eventually Kelly announced that she
wanted to dance.  At the point, having drunk faster than the ladies, I
felt a little too lightheaded to join her, so she decided to hit the
floor alone.  Once we were alone, Anna looked at me a bit quizzically.

   "You two have an interesting relationship," she said.  She took a
cigarette out of her purse and I lit it for her as she continued.
"You don't mind that she's fucking another guy?"

   I just about sprayed my drink onto the table like in the movies at
that one.  "What?  I don't know what you're talking about!" I
exclaimed.

   Anna smiled broadly and took a drag from her cigarette.  "That's
bullshit," she stated bluntly.  "Kelly had a conversation with me a
couple of weeks ago about threesomes."  My head started spinning as I
realized Anna wasn't off her rocker.  It didn't help that she was
leaning forward now so that I could see a great deal of her cleavage
inside of her dress.  "I thought she meant with me, and maybe at some
point we'll try that out, but then she said she needed to find another
guy.  I had a friend of mine call her."

   It was pointless to deny it, since Anna was clearly the friend
Kelly had described last week.  And I was mesmerized by her grace and
sexy body, hoping that in fact a threesome with her eventually would
come about as she hinted.  So I decided to be honest.  "OK, she did
fuck him once, last week.  But it was only one time."

   Anna smiled at me again.  She leaned farther in and put her lips to
my ear.  "Don't be so sure..."  I felt her tongue linger in my ear
ever so slightly and then depart.  No matter how I tried to convince
her after that, she refused to say another word about it.  Eventually,
she led me out to the dance floor.  We located Kelly and grouped up
with her, making a small ring and bumping and grinding against one
another.  I tried to forget what Anna had said but it stayed with me.
Had Kelly been fucking this guy without telling me?

   We danced for a couple more hours until the club closed up, and
then hailed a taxi for the ride home.  Kelly was pretty tired, and
more than a little drunk by this point, and she was resting her head
against my shoulder after we sat down in the cab.  The driver had the
radio up fairly loud, so I decided to take advantage of the
pseudo-privacy and try to get some information while Kelly was
impressionable to be honest.

   "Kelly, Anna said something to me tonight that I want to ask you
about."

   She looked up at me.  "Did she say I've been fucking that guy?"

   I nodded.  "And you want to know if it's true?"

   I nodded again.  She smiled a little crookedly.  "Didn't I tell you
I was going to mess with you?"

   I grinned suddenly, figuring Kelly had put Anna up to it as another
mindfuck to mess with me.  Kelly waited until she saw that, and then
quietly said, "Once."

   I was confused, and she could tell, so she clarified.  "I fucked
him one more time since that first one, a couple of days ago.  He came
over and I was horny.  One thing led to another and we screwed on the
couch.  It was in the morning when you were at class, so I couldn't
wait around in bed all day for you to find me."

   "But you didn't tell me," I protested.  Kelly looked at me
strangely.  "And I probably won't tell you every time I fuck another
guy, either.  So enjoy it when you get to come home and find me
smoking in bed, with my cunt dripping for you to lick."

   "But," she continued, unzipping my pants and discreetly slipping
her hand inside to stroke my strangely hard cock, "I want to be fair
too.  So I'm going to have Anna over to fuck you next weekend, and
maybe occasionally after that.  But first, we're going to fulfill your
ultimate fantasy.  Tomorrow I'm inviting Brad over and I'm going to
have you both fuck me silly..."
 
  To be continued in Chapter 3...

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I am not a professional writer.  If you enjoyed this fantasy story,
let me know and I'll post some more.  Please keep the encouragement
coming.  I am now writing both real experiences (labeled "true") and
fantasies/fiction  (labeled "fiction") - check the header to know what
is what.  If you're following the "series", let me know what you think
and want to hear! 

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