CHAPTER 14: FINALLY, LOVE
Mae and I eventually found our own place. And though I would continue to visit Bobbie--her big pale tits and domineering ways had a hold on me--the focus of my sexual longing became for the first time, strangely enough, my wife.
Our new apartment seemed to give Mae some new physical freedom. It was not unusual for her to roam around completely nude doing house chores or even just sitting and reading. The sight of her compact, five-foot-two frame never failed to get my dick hard. Upon reflection, I realized we had never lived alone, the two of us. There had been roommates in college and at our old apartment where Melissa and I had done it in the closet. And, of course, at her mother’s house, well, there had been her mother. So we had never occupied a space, just the two of us. Until that winter of 1980.
I realized too that I had never really analyzed Mae’s body. Sure, I knew she was cute and attractive but her sexual non-entity some how prevented my exploration as I had with so many others. Now, in her freedom, I watched and learned and was quite thrilled to find that she was really a slightly shorter version of Bea. The same breasts and hips that would grow with children into a body that already delighted me--her mother’s.
Mae also welcomed my advances regularly for the first time in our marriage. Routinely, when I found her naked, I would strip out of my own clothes and show her my rapidly growing cock. She would smile demurely, delighted with the effect her body had on me and gently take me in her mouth.
Those were times, when I would look down at her as she sucked me off and see her eyes looking back up as she sucked my hairy balls and fisted my big dick, so big in her small hand and I felt a sweet love for her that I had felt for no other. Not even her sweet mother who I had thought was my greatest passion. I would explode in her mouth and she would eat all she could but couldn’t resist pointing my still coming dick at her pretty little tits and smearing the last drops on her nipples, my cock would not soften but stay hard and she would turn around to accept me from behind, which ultimately became one of her favorite positions. I would place my dick at the entrance to my wife’s cunt and slide my hardness into her, then draw her up and kiss her neck and fondle her tits from behind her as she rose on and off me, bringing herself to orgasm and shuddering. For she could find her G-spot in this position and came readily.
One time doing just this, my dick came to its release point again and as I started to pull out, I said, “Coming, babe. Got to come.”
Only she ground her self down on my prick and said, “It’s okay, Danny. I started on the pill last month. We’re safe.”
She reached back and held my head to her shoulder as I came in her sweet pussy. Came strong jets that shot deep in her cunt. Mae brought home Alex Comfort’s Joy of Sex one day and things really began to heat up. Although I was familiar with most of the positions and ideas from experience, Mae marveled at the book. Soon we were experimenting in ways I never thought could be possible with my wife. The idea of creating and acting out a fantasy interseted her greatly.
“Do you know what Melissa told me once?”
My ears perked up at that one. Mel could have told here a lot of things.
“No, what?” I said cautiously.
Mae took a deep breath, her small breasts heaved and fell. “Remember our first apartment back at school?”
I nodded.
“Well, she told me that she fucked someone in the closet of our bedroom.”
Bitch.
“No way,” I said. “When?”
“During your graduation party.”
Double bitch.
Carefully, I said, “Who?”
“She would never tell me. It must have been that guy she was dating then. What was his name? John.”
Whew. “Yeah, I think so.”
Mae touched my hardening cock. Thoughts of Melissa always affected me.
“She said he had the biggest dick she’d ever seen.”
John? Or me?
“What else did she tell you?”
“She said she was only going to give him head, but she got so turned on that she had him lift her up and they did it standing while she held on to the door jamb.” Mae was stroking me as I remembered Melissa’s little fat body.
“That must have been hard. She was pretty hefty,” I said.
Mae licked the head of my cock. “Want to try it?”
“What?”
“Screw in the closet? Standing up?”
“Sounds like fun.”
“We could make it a real fantasy, like in the book. You could pretend I’m Melissa and I could pretend you were John. No, I couldn’t do that. He wasn’t attractive. But you could call me Melissa and I could pretend to be bad like her.”
Holy shit!
“Are you sure?”
“Yes. Do you find her attractive?”
“Mel? She’s okay.”
“She told me you kissed her once. When you were mad at me.”
Triple bitch.
“Oh, that was nothing.”
“She said it was a really good kiss. And you touched her breasts.”
“Mae, it was a joke. I just wanted to get her hot and bothered and leave.”
“It’s okay, Danny. I’m not mad. Not anymore.”
She stroked my hard prick.
“Did you like touching her tits? They’re a lot bigger than mine.”
“It was okay.”
“Then pretend I’m her. Live out the fantasy of fucking her with me.”
I couldn’t tell her that that fantasy had been pretty well lived out. Besides the idea turned me on.
“Go in the closet and wait for me,” I said.
Mae giggled and, after licking my dick again, got off the bed and went onto our large bedroom closet. She closed the door behind her.
I waited for a moment then went to the door and knocked softly.
“Mel,” I whispered.
“Come in.” I heard Mae say.
I opened the door and slipped in, closing it behind me. It was dark but I felt Mae’s small tits against my belly. Her hands rubbed my chest.
Mae said, “Ohh, Danny, I’ve wanted you for so long.”
I played along. “Me too, Melissa.”
She got hold of my dick. “It’s so big. May I suck it? I bet Mae won’t do that for you. I could do it real well. Right to the back of my throat.”
Shit! Mae did a damn good impersonation of Melissa. Her voice even sounded like the fat girl’s.
