Kirsty fell asleep quite quickly after their second fuck. She was spent. She found Jake completely different from other men who had fucked her. He was a man with purpose—purpose in giving her pleasure and getting her pregnant. He had pulled a pillow down into the bed. “Lift,” he told her, climbing between her legs. She knew what he wanted as she responded. She had expected him to get straight down to it, but he wanted to taste her. Past lovers had been too eager to get down to fucking, but he was a caring lover. She spent a while screaming for him to fuck her before he repositioned himself between her thighs. He kissed her, allowing her to taste her own juices on his lips, before thrusting his cock inside her. Later she moaned and groaned with him when she felt his seed spurting inside her.

Jake kept his cock inside her for a while, before withdrawing. She knew that he was ensuring that his seed remained inside for as long as possible. Other lovers withdrew quickly, leaving their seed to trickle from her almost immediately. She thanked him as she kissed him.

“No, thank you. It was an honour and a pleasure,” he had told her.

At that moment, her feelings towards him changed. There was no longer any lingering guilt about her husband, Alan, for allowing another man to fuck her. She slid down the bed and took her lips to his limp cock. It didn’t remain that way for long. A spell on top of him, after his full erection appeared, changed to a doggy-style fuck. Jake pulled her hair, slapped her bottom hard, and called her names as he fucked her. Later she closed her eyes as she lay in his arms. A real man had fucked Kirsty. She felt fulfilled!

Jake woke in the early hours. He was horny. Kirsty lay by his side on her back, gently snoring. He lay for a while watching her, as men do when they have new conquest lying next to them in bed. Her breasts were uncovered. He gently caressed them, and her nipples became erect in the process. Pushing down the duvet he uncovered her to her thighs. His fingers traced their way down her body to her tummy, where they stopped for a moment. Sometime in the immediate future, her tummy would swell with child, his child. He felt his erection stirring.

His fingers moved on to her mound, cleanly shaven as instructed. He wondered if she had done it herself or made Alan do it. Jenny often did this with Derek; telling him that Jake had mentioned that she was bristly down there. Sometimes he would be naked from the waist down when he shaved her, and he would have an erection. He knew that Derek was self-conscious about his five inches of manhood, compared to his meaty nine and a half inches.

His fingers moved on to her cunt lips. He had yet to find two the same. All women were different down there. Kirsty was different from her mom, in that her inner labia was hidden by her outer lips. Her clitoris, however, was slightly smaller, less pronounced but equally as sensitive as her mom’s. Jake knew the importance of that most sensitive part of a woman’s body. He always made a point of getting to know the clitty well, and how to treat it.

Kirsty was awoken by his touch. Jake held it gently between thumb and forefinger, looking into her eyes as became aware of her surroundings. “Lie still,” he whispered.

Jenny liked him to masturbate her; treat it like a penis and masturbate it, slowly and gently. She had had many tremendous orgasms from him, and now her daughter was on the receiving end of one. Kirsty ended up gripping the headboard rails behind her as she orgasmed. “Oh fuck, where did you learn that?” she asked him moments later. Jake ignored her as he grabbed a pillow. Kirsty raised her hips before spreading her legs wide as he placed it under her.

They fell asleep afterward and woke just after 9:00 am, where they fucked once again. Kirsty didn’t want to get up, didn’t want to go to work that afternoon, but Jake got her into the shower, and she felt much better afterward.

They had coffee and talked about their next meeting. Jake was unsure. As they made to leave the house, he went to the key holder on the hallway wall to collect his car and house keys. Suddenly, Kirsty reached for a bunch of keys hanging there. “I know these keys,” she told him as she held them up. Jake swallowed.

“These are my old keys for mom and dad’s house,” she said. “I handed them back when I left home. I just have a spare front door key now.”

“They can’t be,” he lied.

Kirsty held out the yellow key tab. “That’s my writing!” she told him referring to the words "K’s Set."

“You’re the guy who was fucking my mom that day I came home from school early, aren’t you?” Kirsty said looking him in the eye.

He responded with a silent nod. Kirsty’s eyes held his gaze. “Derek, your dad is one of those guys who get sexual excitement from their wives sleeping with other men. It probably sounds bizarre to you, but there are husbands like that. Your mum was keen on the idea, but she never did anything about it until you were older. Then she met me at work, and it started from there,” he responded.

He nervously waited for a response. “You have known them a long time, then?”

Jake nodded. “We are good friends. It’s not just about the sex.”

She sighed loudly. “Well, they seem happy enough.”

“They are. In a lot of cases this sort of thing and swinging, adds much-needed excitement to a marriage. In many instances, it brings couples closer together. Husbands, especially, get out of the habit of taking their wives for granted when another man comes on to the scene.”

He sensed a smile. “Well, I guess mom will be enjoying it!”

“Your dad enjoys it too.”

“Does he watch?”

“Very rarely.”

“Well, it’s their lives I suppose,” she said quietly. “It’s just all a bit embarrassing – you sleeping with my mom as well.”

“I don’t think it bothers them. When you and Alan decided to take the route you are on, I was the first person that sprang to mind. They both know me well, and your mum… well… “

Kirsty smiled. “Yes, I suppose she knew I would be treated well!”

Jake reached forward and stroked her hair. “And you are being treated well, aren’t you?”

She laughed as she moved his hand away. “You won’t be discussing what we do with them will you?”

Jake shook his head. “God, no! What we do is private, just at it is with me and your mum.”

She reached over and put the keys back. “I suppose you will have our house keys next to them soon.”

“Of course!”

“You will let us know before you come over won’t you?”

Jake took her hand. “My arrangement with your mum is that I come over whenever I need to. If they are otherwise engaged then the catch will be on, but that is rare.”

“And you expect the same arrangement with me then?”

He kissed her. “I expect to be welcomed with open arms.”

“And if I am in bed with Alan?”

“Well, he gets kicked out to sleep in the spare room. Although, it may be better if he makes his bedroom the spare room for the next while.”

“But if you’re not with me then Alan might want to sleep with me.”

Jake kissed her. “I have been known to slip into bed beside your mum in the early hours.”

Kirsty’s hand dropped down to his groin. “I like the sound of that,” she said softly. “Woken and taken.”

Jake’s hand found its way under her hem and cupped her sex. “Well, your cunt is mine now isn’t it?”

“Fuck, you’re getting me wet all over again.”

He smiled and pulled his hand away. “Let’s get you home.”

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