As Jill threw her purse and keys on the table in the entrance hall, she heard the familiar sounds she expected to hear when she came home for lunch. Her husband was in the bedroom, with one of the teenaged neighbor girls---or their mothers---doing what he did best...fucking. From the high pitched squeals she bet that it was one, or possibly even two, of the younger ones. Mike was responsible for arranging his late morning fucks; Jill generally scheduled his afternoon trysts. She contemplated joining them but thought better of it since she had to get back to the office for an appointment soon after lunch. Still, she couldn't resist a quick look.
It wasn't as if Jill didn't enjoy sex with Mike; he was astounding in bed. At thirty-two he was devastatingly handsome with a chiseled muscularity and a cock that seemed always ready for action. That amazing cock! Jill had seen her share of porn movies; Mike's cock would have embarrassed most of the actors—and thrilled the females. Mike's cock was huge; it was just shy of ten inches long and thick...so damned thick! It was also, she had learned early on, always ready for action. Mike was a health nut and a physical fitness freak; his stamina was legendary. The amount of cum he could produce, over and over, gagged all but the most experienced cock suckers. She knew this well; she loved sucking Mike's cock---and had done so a few hours earlier prior to going to work.
She had also sucked her husband off the night before as soon as she had gotten home, then fucked him, the 'regular way' before they went to sleep, then given him her ass a few hours after midnight. That was their routine five days a week; on weekends you could double---or even triple---the schedule.
She and Mike had dated in college and married soon after. They were very much in love and would almost certainly spend the rest of their lives together. They had two beautiful children. They enjoyed each others company over others and were the very best of friends.
They had arrived at this unusual arrangement even before they were married. Jill had never wanted another man and would never cheat on her husband. Certainly she wouldn't go somewhere else for sex...sex with Mike was the most amazing sex she could even imagine. He was a sensitive and caring lover who knew how to push all of her buttons. He could make her cum with his mouth and tongue until she passed out from sheer rapture.
She was the envy of every other young wife in the neighborhood and most of her female friends. Mike was a sweetheart. He was a fantastic father. He was a very successful writer who provided a significantly upscale life style for his family. Jill worked because she wanted to, because she enjoyed it, and she owned the business. It also gave Mike privacy to write. If she had stayed at home his writing would have suffered...they would have simply fucked constantly. No matter how many women Mike fucked, and there had to have been thousands, Jill was his absolute favorite piece of ass. She knew that what was going on in the bedroom was sex and nothing more. She also knew that no one woman could possibly satisfy Mike's sexual requirements. She also understood that if Mike wasn't fucking, he was writing. The better the fucking, the better the writing!
While Jill knew that she was getting all of her holes delightfully serviced each day more often than her friends and neighbors were in a week or even a month, she had long ago realized that she needed help; once she invited a friend from work, a neighborhood wife or a baby sitter to sample Mike's incredible cock, they became addicted. Even her own mother, who had fucked Mike on numerous occasions, was in awe. As were her sisters, cousins, the cosmetic girls down at the mall---Mike had serviced them all.
Jill went into the bedroom to check out the action. It was the tall blond eighteen year old two doors down. Mike had her in his favorite position with her long legs pinned against her tits lying on her back, with her tight little cunt perfectly presented on the special wedge pillow that was intended for just this purpose. She marveled as she watched that incredible cock pistoning into the young woman at blazing speed.
"Hi, Naomi, how are you? Is my husband attending to your every need?" Jill inquired, given the young woman a soft kiss on the lips and a little bit of tongue as she stroked and admired the young woman's fine young tits.
"Oh, yes Mrs. Johnson. I've already cum four times...I'm real close again, oh fuck that cock is so big."
"How's work, hon?" Mike said, turning and smiling as his wife offered him a kiss---a kiss which did not remotely slow his rapid paced reaming of the young school girl.
"Great, dear, I won't be here too long, I've got a meeting right after lunch."
Jill examined the young woman being serviced by her husband. She was very cute and looked so young. On numerous occasions Jill would join her husband in his endeavors, occasionally donning a strap on, sucking a young muff or allowing her own exquisite little cunt to be serviced. Checking her watch she made a decision. She quickly removed her panties, leaving her thigh highs in place. Grabbing the young woman's hand, she placed it on her rapidly moistening slit. Climbing over the girl's head and pulling the hem of her short skirt up, she lowered her juicy little slot over the girl's face. She felt Mike lean forward and insert his long tongue in her ass hole.
"How about a little head Naomi; I'd really like to cum on your face before I go back to work."
"Oh, Mrs. Johnson...I thought you'd never ask!" Naomi replied and proceeded to give Jill's nearly bare little twat an expert oral massage. She was very good, Jill thought. She should be...Jill and Mike had taught her the finer points of muff diving quite awhile back. Jill was very orgasmic. The combination of the hot little tongue on her clit and Mike's long probing one up her shitter had the desired effect; Jill came quickly and removed her body from the middle of the action, albeit regretfully.
"You want some of this load, baby?" Mike asked his loving wife. Knowing how much she enjoyed his cum in her flat little tummy.
"No thanks dear. I don't really have time to change if I get some on my suit. Where do you want it Naomi, in your precious little pussy, your mouth---or your ass?"
"My mouth and my tits! Come on Mr. Johnson give me that big load of sweet cream."
Mike removed his massive organ from the little girl and started to stroke.
"Need a little help there, hon?" Jill asked.
"Always babe, you stroke my cock like no other woman in the world."
It took three long two handed strokes from Jill's experienced hands and Mike shot the first massive string from the bulbous head of his cock. That cock head was huge—easily the size of a billiard ball, Jill thought to herself. Jill stroked eight more times and easily half a cup of white viscous fluid splattered young Naomi from belly to mouth. Unable to resist the enchanting flavor of Mike's special sauce, Jill took his fat cock head in her mouth and removed the last traces. Naomi had gotten more than half of the load right where she wanted it, in her mouth and was now scooping the rest off of her tits and tummy and swallowing it down as if it was her favorite flavor of ice cream. Women could not get enough of Mike's cum; it was a delicacy treasured by all who had sampled it. It tasted almost exactly like sweet cream with a hint of chocolate and Grand Marnier.
Jill noted, as was the norm, that Mikes massive tool was still hard...very hard. She certainly hoped that young Naomi was prepared for the ass fuck that was sure to follow. Normally Mike would need to cum at least four times in succession before his dick would soften, and even then it would still be serviceable.
"Are you staying for the next event, Naomi?" Jill asked.
"No I've got to go to school; we're on afternoon sessions. My mom's coming over in about half and hour. I can't take that monster up my butt---yet. I've been practicing. Mom loves it in her ass---hell she prefers it---and dad won't butt fuck her."
Naomi's mom was a neighbor and good friend of Jill's. She had given birth young and was only thirty-five and had a body every bit as tight and fine as her daughter's. Naomi cleaned up and dressed for school, giving both Mike and Jill a less than platonic kiss as she scampered out the door. Mike and Jill enjoyed a quiet lunch together, talking about their own children, Mike's writing and Jill's morning at work. Theirs was a special marriage.
As Jill kissed her loving husband goodbye at the door, she heard Mandy, Naomi's mom drive into the long driveway.