Thanks for the comments on my quickies. Here is another one. You will have to keep up. New ones may be new, or they may be another part to another Freaks of Nature. Copyright LATL, 2016.
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Freaks of Nature No. 3
Small Town High Jinx
"When are you going to talk to your wife?"
"I don't think she would be into that."
"Steve, if you don't say something to her, I'm going to."
"Cheryl, my wife has never expressed any interest in a threesome."
"You need to talk to her."
"Do you know something I don't?"
"Steve, I know you know that she is doing the same thing I'm doing right now someplace in town."
I knew Cheryl was right. About the only form of entertainment in this small factory town was getting some on the side. I was sure my wife knew that Cheryl or some other woman was spending time in her bed. Cheryl had been bugging me for several months to ask my wife if she would join her in bed with me. Most of the wives in the area participated in these extracurricular activities, but I had not heard of any being involved in a threesome. The people of our little town were conservative for the most part. We saw all of them in church every Sunday, mostly because we were located in the Bible-Belt of the south.
"I think it is so funny that every Sunday from 2:00 to 5:00, everyone pretends to be visiting a neighbor. They all know what each other is doing and to not come back home until after 5:00," Cheryl told me. "Maybe I will just stay here after 5:00 and see what Debbie says when she comes home."
"I will feel her out."
"I know you would like to watch two women wouldn't you?"
"Of course."
"Steve, there are more than a large handful of ladies around town that go visit each other on Sundays."
"I have heard that. I have always wondered what their husbands were doing?" I said.
"Probably sitting around the house watching porn on the internet and jerking off."
"Cheryl, do you know any of those women?"
"A few."
"Have you been with one or been in a threesome?"
"I haven't been in a threesome yet. I am waiting on you."
"Why don't you ask one of your lady friends to join you here one Sunday?"
"Oh no. If I make this happen for you, it has to be with Debbie," Cheryl told me. "Once that happens, I may bring a friend, but no deal until you get your wife interested. I'm ready again."
Cheryl sat up and straddled my cock. She always liked to do it this way the second time. I looked at her as she grabbed my cock and started it into her pussy. Cheryl was one lady I really liked. Nice and tall with a perfect body, frosted blonde hair, and some nice tits. She was only one of six women that I invited over on Sundays. She was one of the few that could handle my freakishly large 11-inch cock. I had scared off three or four other women, but the good thing was they told their friends. There were a few other women I invited occasionally that couldn't take, but they love to suck it.
"I will have to ask your wife how she ever got this thing in her; she is so short and tiny," Cheryl said.
Cheryl wiggled and worked my cock in and out of her pussy until she had it all inside her. Once she was sitting on me, she worked her hips slowly.
"What time is it?" She asked.
"About 3:30."
"Good. I want to fuck you for about an hour."
I knew Cheryl was serious; after the first fuck, I could manage to let her ride my cock for about that long. It just depended on how vigorous she got. I looked at her while she slowly worked her hips.
"If I talk Debbie into this, will you let me have your ass?" I asked.
"We tried that once, remember?"
"Yes, I do. You almost got all of it inside you."
"I remember, but it started to hurt," Cheryl reminded me.
"You just need practice; my wife can take it."
"You told me that last time. If you can get her to join us, I'll try again."
"Does John fuck you in the ass?" I asked.
"Yes, he does. But he only has about a 7-inch cock. You have about four more inches."
"Who is he fucking this afternoon?"
"I don't know; I don't keep up with it."
"Have you and John ever had a threesome?"
"I'm working on it, but he pretends like he is not having anyone over. He always tells me he just watched football while I was gone."
"Maybe he does."
"Right. Janet has told me about her and him. She wants to have me there for a threesome."
"Janet Parsons?"
"Yes."
"She has never mentioned that to me. I will have to remember that," I said.
"You see her at work most of the time, Steve. Just invite her over again and bring it up. She may invite you to one of her threesomes," Cheryl told me as she wiggled slowly.
The conversation ended, and I watched her work her pussy on my cock for the next 30 minutes.
"Oh, my. I love it that you can just let me fuck your cock like this."
"I just hope you are getting something out of it?"
"I am. Going this slow keeps me right at the point of having an orgasm. I do this when I am using my vibrator, then I will come in a huge orgasm, you know that."
"I just love watching you do this."
I reached up and grabbed each of her tits and squeezed them. She had been at it a while, so I started twisting her nipples.
"You are being mean. Do you want me to finish?"
"Not yet, I just like playing with your nipples."
I pinched and twisted her nipples for a while. It was pushing her buttons because she had sped up.
"I want to watch you," I told her.
"Emmm."
Cheryl worked her hips a little faster as she looked at me. After a minute, she moved her hand to her pussy and began fingering her clit.
"Emmmm...you know this makes me come."
"It also makes you very horny," I told her.
She smiled at me and worked her hips and fingers faster. After a few minutes, she was panting; I knew she would come soon.
"Ohh! Oh, god!"
Faster and faster she went. I knew by the time she came she would be driving her hips onto me. I watched as she threw her head back and moaned.
"Ahhhhhh!! Fuck!!"
Cheryl was going strong now, building to a huge orgasm. She was working my cock inside her hard and fast now. I waited for her to come so I could pump her full of cum.
"Ahh!! Ahh!! Ahh!! Fuck!! I'm coming!!"
Cheryl started struggling to keep everything coordinated. Her fingers were flying over her clit as she moved faster. I shoved my cock up into her hard.
"Ohhh, god!! Yes!!" Cheryl screamed and started coming.
She kept screaming as she jerked and gushed from her pussy.
"Ahhhhhhhh!!"
I shoved up harder and began pumping her pussy full of cum. She kept going, although her pace was faltering.
"Fuck!!"
She came again then slumped down.
"Ohhhhhh..."
I reached up and pulled her down on top of me. Her breasts pressed into my chest as she lay. After several minutes, she lifted her head and kissed me.
"Ohhh...that is always so good," she said.
"Yes, it is. I think you really like fucking me."
"I do."
Cheryl pushed herself up then lifted her pussy off my cock. She laid on the bed then leaned over and sucked my dying cock into her mouth to clean it off. I pulled her long hair out of the way so I could watch. When she finished, she slipped off the bed.
"Damn, you come so much," she said as she looked down and saw cum running down her legs.
I got up, and we walked to the bathroom. She stepped into the shower, and I took the shower head and rinsed the cum off her legs and pussy. When I was finished, she rinsed me off. After drying off, we put our clothes on.
"It's just 4:45, don't leave too early," I said.
"I have to stop at the store."
Cheryl hugged me and kissed me again. We walked to the kitchen so she could go out the back door. I always thought this was sort of dumb because our neighbors would see her car coming and going.
"Next Sunday?" I asked.
"I have another invite. The weekend after that. I hope you feel Debbie out by then."
"I'll see."
Cheryl got in her car and left. I grabbed a beer, then went and made up the bed. After that, I went into the den to turn the TV on and watched the end of the afternoon football game. About 20 minutes later, Debbie came in.
"Who's winning?" She asked.
"Patriots."
I never asked her who she went to visit, and she just usually asks how the game was going. She stood and looked at the TV for a minute. I looked her shapely ass over in her tight blue jeans. We each knew we had been fucking someone else, but in the morning, we would both go to work at the factory like nothing was happening.
"I'll get a beer and join you," she said as she went to the kitchen. A minute later she came in and sat next to me on the sofa.
"Did you have a nice visit?" I asked.
Debbie looked up at me puzzled because I had never asked her this before.
"Yes, I did. What have you been doing?" She asked looking at me.