I awoke the following morning feeling exhausted from the wicked sex I had with the ladies, but also horny since the images of what Brenda and I did with Fiona came rushing back.
Fuck, I couldn’t stop thinking about how hard I had made Fiona cum, and that notion caused me to roll onto my side before slithering my hand down toward my sleeping wife's pussy.
Scooting closer to Brenda, I nestled my stiff dick between her legs while I lightly started to tickle her little nub.
''Mmm. Mmm. Ohhh. Oh, Honey. Oh fuck. You're making me horny,'' my wife expressed as she slowly stirred as I toyed with her clit until it became super hard. Then, patiently, I nudged my solid shaft to and fro between her thighs until her legs spread wide, giving me ample room to slide my magic missile home deep inside her already-wet pussy.
It didn’t take long before we were once more fucking ourselves unabated.
"Yes! Oh yes! Oh fffuck, Honey! Keep going! Keep going! OH, OH! OOOH!" my wife screamed as we both came simultaneously to a glorious climax.
My wife cooed behind her panting breath as I eased my spent pecker out from her soaked pussy. ''I... ha, ha, ha. I think you should wake me up more often like."
I chucked as I rolled my sweaty body out of bed. ''I will hold you to that.''
As we both got ready for the day, I pondered just how far things might progress sexually with us now that we’ve taken things down this unorthodox direction. Yes, it was exciting and thrilling to be doing such naughty things with my wife. But I couldn't help but wonder if this would also hurt our relationship in the long run.
Brenda was the love of my life, even though she was okay with me fucking Lisa and Fiona. I surely didn't want to jeopardize losing her in the process of us fucking other people. But at the same time, I wanted to make her happy, and she indeed appeared interested in taking this further.
Honestly, I was a little confused as to whether or not I should let my wife know I was still on the fence about pursuing out-of-marriage sex any further.
It would be two days later before I found out just how far I was willing to take this myself.
Out of the blue, Lisa called me and asked if I was interested in meeting her for lunch. I couldn’t help but wonder where this was coming from, and I thought: Did she talk to Brenda? Or was this her reaching out?
I guessed I wasn’t going to find out unless I accepted her offer, so I agreed and met her at a little restaurant a couple of blocks away from my work.
She was already seated when I got there and was sipping a tall glass of iced tea as I took in her beauty before sitting down across from her.
Lisa had on a little black skirt and a light ruffled white short-sleeved top with three of the top buttons unfastened, revealing her lush globes.
I had to clear my mind quickly since I could already feel my cock stiffening and asked, "So... Any special reason you wanted to meet?"
As Lisa set her glass down, she replied with a bit of smirk, ''Not really. Since I haven’t heard from you or your wife after our little sexcapade, I just figured that I should see if everything was okay between us.''
''Oh... funny, you should mention that,'' I uttered just as the waitress showed up to take our order, stopping me from proceeding with our conversation briefly.
However, after we placed our order, I once again spoke and said how Brenda had brought the subject up and that she was interested in having another sexual swap.
"Oh! Well, I like the sounds of that!" Lisa expressed as she took another sip of her drink.
"Only..." I paused as I looked into Lisa's eyes. "Not with Brian and you."
"Oh..." Lisa disappointedly replied. "Did she say why?"
"I don't think she cared for Brian, honestly."
"So... It's not me she has a distaste for; it's only him you're saying."
"I'm afraid so."
"I see. But I can't blame her. He does tend to become a little bossy and controlling." Lisa sighed. "It's not one of his better qualities."
"Yes, I agree. However, I would have been a little more forgiving if I hadn't heard those comments he made while fucking my wife."
Again Lisa sighed and said, "Well, I guess it would be a moot point now to suggest I could talk to him about his behavior. Now that I know you don't want him fucking Brenda, either."
"Yeah. Sorry. But listen, it sure was an excellent experience for me. I mean, I loved doing that despite what he said."
It looked as if Lisa was mulling something over in her head when I remembered something else and said, "You know, Brenda mentioned something else the other day that left me puzzled."
"And what might that be?" Lisa said.
"Well..." I said as Lisa looked at me intensely. "Brenda felt that you only initiated those sexual advances with her in hopes that it would open her up to the idea of letting you fuck me."
With a big grin, Lisa replied, "She said that, did she? Well, she wasn't wrong about that. In fact, to be frank, I was looking for a way to fuck you for a while now."
Fuck, Brenda was right! I thought as Lisa then leaned over the table and whispered, "I hope that doesn't shock you because, to be honest, after we fucked the next morning again while your wife was sleeping next to us, I was sure that meant that we would keep fucking. Was I wrong?"
Fuck... She had now asked something I wasn't ready to answer. At least not, honestly. I mean, yes, I loved how passionately we fucked, along with how her pussy seemed to engulf my manhood as it jabbed over and over inside of her until we both had a blissful orgasm. But, I do love my wife very much. So was this the line that I shouldn't cross, and answer "Yes," she was wrong? I just didn't know.
Lisa rested back in the booth and said, "I see you're not ready to answer that. I guess I can't blame you. I mean, you are married and love your wife. It's just..."
"Just what?"
"It's just I was hoping I was more than a quick and meaningless fuck to you."
"Hey!" I abruptly shouted. "You are, I mean... I... I don't know what I mean. Fuck, this is hard to explain."
However, before I could say another word, Lisa stood up and said, "Follow me,'' and took my hand.
I wasn't sure at the time what she was doing until we were in front of the ladies' restroom, and I barked, "Lisa! What the hell are you..."
That was all I got out of my mouth before she quickly opened the door and pushed me inside.
Astonished, I hastily looked around, and thankfully, it appeared like we were the only people inside when I again announced, "Lisa!"
Once more, my words were cut short when her lips suddenly crashed into mine while her nimble fingers wormed their way inside my trousers.
Shocked by Lisa's abrupt assault on me, I hastily twisted my hips to keep her fingers from finding my dick. However, it did the opposite and actually helped her hand dig deeper into my pants.
"Lisa! P-p-please." I mumbled between our smashed lips while her hand encompassed my cock before firmly gripping it and vigorously stroking it.
Holly fuck! I couldn't believe this was happening. This was more than just swapping partners like before. This was me cheating on my wife, and then I thought. Why am I not stopping her?
I could feel my dick getting hard as she maneuvered our bodies into a stall while my mind fought over this immoral dilemma.
My eyes widened as I felt my pants falling to the floor and made another attempt to end this adultery act and huffed, "Lisa... We ssshouldn't."
However, it was too late, and my mind sighed. Fuck. When her lips slipped over my stiff member. After that, all I could do was close my eyes as I let my body sinfully succumb to the sexual pleasure she was giving me.
"Oh, God, Lisa! Fuck!" I groaned as she worked her magical mouth over my excited shaft.
Fuck, I knew no good was going to come of this. But as her blowjob intensified, I no longer thought about how wrong this was. But instead was willfully allowing myself to slip down this dark and forbidden path.