This is a semi-fiction/semi-autobiographical story. Portions of the story are enhanced to build interest and set the scenes for erotic purposes. All characters are adults who are exploring their sexuality. It is a long story written in one file, but divided into parts to meet system story size limits. I posted all parts at the same time. I don't like reading multi-part stories over several months, so set this up so readers can take in the whole story in a short time. I hope you enjoy, learn something, and will leave a useful comment on content and structure.
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We had just finished a nice hot soapy shower together and after toweling each other off headed for the bed. My wife, Ann, of ten years, in her mid thirties, still held her sexy figure despite birthing two kids. She remained as randy as ever. She had always been the main lead in our relationship, gently pushing the envelope of our sexual play, still exploring what turned us both on. I wasn't nearly as eager to get out front in suggesting new adventures while enjoying to the fullest pleasing her desires at every opportunity. Ann was an attractively slim and trim wife and mother who worked at keeping her body in shape. She had short pixie cut auburn hair, radiant grey/green eyes and truly a vixen who with smallish pert breasts and stand out nipples. Having a smooth curved butt that invited keen observations by men when we were out and about town. I loved sucking her nips and making them standout from her body, kissing and nibbling along her lithe neck and collar bone areas. Doing so seemed to generate nearly uncontrollable lust coursing through her body. Rarely did the attention fail to get us naked and going at it with wild abandon.
Even with the delightful Ann available for frequent bedding, I carried a dark secret I was sure Ann would never accept. I am a Bi Sexual. Maybe today I might even be considered 'Pan-sexual' since a teen I've been attracted to and participated in sexual exploits with men, women, and even TGs. While growing up, I was introduced to same sex play first by an older cousin who manipulated me into letting him jack me off which forever hooked me on to sex. Later as I began to enjoy his attentions the experienced went from jerking off to sucking his cock and then coached to being fucked by him. It was when he brought two other friends into the games we played I began to develop the deep feelings of contentment as I was sexually used for their pleasure. I don't think I understood what was happening to me, but I liked it and wanted to be included in the group.
College led to other exploration and I found I liked having sex with girls too, even more so. Then I learned during my tour with Uncle Sam's Army there were many opportunities for straight and gay sex. I tried to get at least one connection for every TDY I was assigned to perform. And the officer's clubs were more than a bar, especially at remote posts. It was a hook-up center for horny Soldiers and dependents. However, on the whole, extra-marital encounters became fewer and further apart as home and career life took hold. My post Army employment did not offer the travel opportunities once enjoyed and owing to growing PC rules, work play was not a good idea. I still cruised the net and connection sites, but logistics often kept follow through frustratingly present. My solace for yearning cock in my body was through a butt plug and other toys I kept hidden away from prying eyes in my garage toolbox.
So there we were lying on our sides in a 69 position on our bed with me lazily tonging Ann's tasty, neatly trimmed pussy feeling her first stirrings of pleasure. This in turn triggered my own body's response with a thickening penis. Her lips were so close to the head of my cock I could feel her hot breath flowing over it as she moaned in building delight. I turned her gently on to her back, straddled over her upper body with my legs and then firmly planted my mouth down on her now very wet cunt. This sent her into a frenzy of orgasm, pushing up against my moving lips and tongue. Ann pulled my cock down to her mouth and began sucking it with every bit of gusto she could muster and let her hands wander to my nipples to play with them as she had discovered when she did that I licked and sucked at her pussy with greater effort.
As she and I worked one another over orally Ann got to the extreme level of ecstasy crying out, "Oh....Oh....god...Uhhhhh...Keep it going.....harder....More...Don't stop. Ohhhhhhh....That's it Stan...there..right there....Oh god.....mmmmm..."
I kept my mouth action going just as she directed, enjoying how she was reacting and being pleasured. She has told me in the past that I was the best cunt licker and nearly always insisted on a significant portion of our love making to involve me sucking and licking her clit and tonguing her tight pussy hole. She kept moaning and thrashing about as wave after wave of orgasm washed across her hot sweaty body, now thrusting her pubic mound hard against my mouth as if fucking me.
"Yes...Yessss....oh god that feels so good....lick me harder...Yes...Yesss you got it ...That's it Sue....Right there...more...Don't stop.... Give me your tongue....deeper....go deeper.... Uhhhhhh ....uggggg...." She writhed beneath me, still mouthing my cock and now using one hand to push my face harder against her cunt.
I continued to please her and slowly back away from the orgasmic high she was on it dawned on me she'd called out to her best friend in the college sorority she'd joined. I'd met Sue several times and found her equally attractive as Ann and sometimes wondered about her choice of sexuality, as she always seemed to be most friendly with Ann in sort of a casual intimate way. I'd just put it off to best girlfriend behavior and when on with life. Now I wondered, did Ann have a few secrets of her own?
As I lay with my face near her wet pussy I felt Ann's hands wander around my own body. She reached down to her pussy and stuck fingers in her pussy and I thought she was going to pleasure herself some more and I would watch her body respond. Instead, as she licked and sucked my cock, which was beginning to feel that familiar tingle of forthcoming release, she massaged my anal hole and slowly inserted a finger in to me. I was so surprised that my dick jerked and suddenly became even harder. She pushed on through my hole and fingered fucked me until my cock throbbed out a spew of creamy cum into her mouth and drooled down the side of her cheek and chin.
"Ohhh Babe ....Yessss....," I moaned. I felt my self push back against her finger as more cum pulsed out of my engorged cock, then I collapsed to her side, both of us laying there panting in the after throes of orgasm.
After a few minutes of quiet savoring of the intense sensations Ann, sat up right, letting her juices drain right out on the bed sheets. She turned slightly around to me, placing a hand on my hip, gently massaging it, then asked, "You like that little trick with the finger, didn't you?"
I put my free hand on hers, answering, "Yes Ann. It was awesome."
"Then I think you'll like my next trick," she hinted. She got up and went to the bathroom.
I called out, "What's that?"
"Oh you'll discover soon enough," she answered then gave a sinister low laugh.
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A few days later, a sunny Saturday morning, after creating a mega brunch for the kids I went back to the bedroom to get my weekend work clothes on when almost out of nowhere Ann appeared, trapping me in the big walk in closet.
"Stan dear," She called in a low conspiratorial voice. She had one hand behind her back and the other with a finger pointed at me waggling the come here motion. "Before you get dressed I have something I want you to wear for the day." She gave me that 'don't give me any nonsense' look so I knew I had to comply or never hear the end of her nagging. "Turn around and bend over," she commanded.
Doing as she required I heard the rustling of paper and then felt a big blob of cool wetness smeared on my anal opening. My cock instantly got ridged like a rock. Looking back I recognized the paper bag my toys had been hidden and saw the butt plug in her hand, headed toward my ass.
Ann began rubbing the leading edge of the plug on my ass crack and hole, "A few weeks ago I was in the garage looking for a hammer to hang up that picture I bought at the art fair. And guess what I found tucked away in your toolbox, " She explained dispassionately. "A brown paper bag filled with interesting shop tools and various lubricants." She pushed the tip of the plug into my hole. I jumped a little, but with her free hand she pulled on my hip to keep me in place.
"Yes. Interesting tools. That is why I tested you yesterday with my finger to see how easy you were with a probing of your ass. Finger slipped right in didn't it? And you told me you liked it, didn't you?" Ann pressed the plug just a bit more into me, then slightly withdrew it and pushed again further.
"Yes." I grunted, starting to feel the stretching of my sphincter muscle with a little burning sensation, but not totally unpleasant even though it had been a while since practice using the plug.
