Quietly So They Dont Hear Us

QUIETLY SO THEY DO NOT HEAR

I felt bad. I had fucked my best friend's husband. Actually, he fucked me, but I was a willing participant. I get confused about saying who fucked who. If I say I fucked him, what does it mean? Was I on top; did I initiate it; who was moving their hips more? I don't know. If there is reluctance or something, then it would be clear, but if two people are groping each other and they end up fucking, how do you determine who fucked who. Of course, there's always the option of saying two people fucked each other. That's what we did.

Anyway, my best friend Lynn's husband Jon did me. We had been friends for a few years and had flirted regularly. We'd tease about screwing each other, usually with our spouses hearing. They did some flirting too and I wasn't absolutely certain that Lynn and my husband Archie hadn't 'done it'. They had been together when Jon and I were alone and had fooled around some. They seemed to awfully comfortable around each other.

We were at a party at their house one summer evening. They have a pool, so just about everyone was swimming. They had a rum punch, wine and beer and a few people were smoking funny cigarettes. It was a fun crowd of a dozen or so people.

I was wearing a one-piece swimsuit that showed a lot of cleavage. It was bright yellow; there was no possibility of me getting lost. The top of the suit was scoop-necked and my big boobs were exposed almost to my nipples; and my nipples were proudly poking through the thin material.

I wasn't alone in wearing a risqué suit. A few of the women wore bikinis that showed more than I did. The bottoms of their suits would ride up and their bare buns were on display. There were other nipples on display too. I was displaying half of my ass cheeks after I swam and made sure I pulled the suit down when I got out of the water. I'm sure a few men were watching that.

I was sitting on a chair talking with a few guys and wondered if they could see anything in my crotch. I glanced at myself and saw that a few stray pubic hairs had escaped my suit. It was tight in the crotch and I wondered if they could see the outline of my pussy lips. I moved my legs to hide my treasures, but the possibility of being seen aroused me.

Jon and I exchanged a few taunts. He made a point of leering at my ass and dropped something on a chair to see if I would pick it up. I did, giving him a nice view of my half-covered breasts. I was bad and brushed my hand across the front of his suit and felt the tip of his dick. We'd done things like that before, but I was pretty bold that evening.

Jon and I had kissed and held each other tightly on more than one occasion. Lynn and I would spend some time necking with the other's husband. It never went very far. Jon had his hand in my shirt on my bare tit a few times and I imagine Archie had been similarly, perhaps more successfully, getting some feels of Lynn. She has a nice thin body and her boobs are not as big as mine. Jon was attracted to my beauties and always had a raging hard-on when he was feeling-me-up. I often felt it pressing against my hip or my pelvis.

The party was ending and we were going to be leaving soon. Archie and I usually were the last to leave. We always helped Jon and Lynn clean up.

The swim suit felt clammy on me and it was a cool evening, so I decided to take it off and wear just the summer dress I had worn over it. The only thing under the dress would be me. It always turned Archie on when I went without underwear. The dress was rather short and if I leaned over too far, my ass and pussy would be exposed.

Jon and Lynn's bedroom was off the end of the hall, beside the bathroom and a guest room. I've changed there before. I decided to go up there and remove my wet suit, dry off and put my dress on. Maybe Jon heard me tell Archie where I was going. It was his and Lynn's bedroom, after all, so maybe he was going there anyway. I had presumed they were both was busy with the departing guests.

I did close the door to the bedroom, but that wouldn't dissuade Jon from entering his own room.

Well, as you've probably guessed, he walked in while I was naked. I had removed my suit and had dried with a towel. I was walking out of their bathroom to get my dress when Jon saw me. I was surprised and didn't have anything to cover myself, so I just stood there, stunned. It was very embarrassing to be seen naked by him, but my embarrassment turned to arousal. I had teased him over the years, but he had never seen all of me until now. He was leering at me, obviously entranced by what he saw.

Jon looked at me for a moment, then walked toward me. I stood still as he approached. He put his hands on my shoulders and kissed me, not saying a word. I returned the kiss and suddenly our mouths were open and we were embracing. My arms were around his neck and his arms were around me, pulling me closer. I felt the lump in the front of his pants where his dick was straining for freedom. His hands roamed over my back and caressed my naked butt cheeks.

He was wearing shorts, so when he put his leg between mine, his bare skin was against my thighs. I reached for his prick, squeezing it through his pants. He unzipped and his shorts fell to floor. He was commando, with no underwear. He'd put just his shorts on after removing his swim suit. His bare cock was against my belly. I was excited by being naked with him, but I could hear noises in the hallway where guests were retrieving their coats and using the bathroom. If someone opened the door to the bedroom, we would be found.

I said, "Be quiet so they don't hear us."

Jon took that as the invitation to go all the way. He maneuvered me back and when my knees hit the bed, I fell back onto Lynn and Jon's bed.

Jon moved quickly. My legs were apart and he mounted me easily. His cock slid into my vagina. It was so easy to commit such a significant act. It slid right in. Another man had his penis in me, the first man to have me since I'd met Archie. His cock slid in to full depth and just like that, I had done it. My husband's best friend's cock was in his wife's pussy. He was fucking me, humping his hips, sliding his prick against the walls of my vagina. I squeezed him with my inner muscles. My arms were around him and I returned his kiss, swirling my tongue with his. If anyone had walked into the room, they would've seen us, naked and entwined.

It made sense to complete our activity as quickly as possible, with people in the hallway. But Jon was too horny and wanted to take full advantage of the opportunity. He pulled out and went to his knees, between my legs. He put his fingers and his lips on my pussy, exploring my folds and stimulating my sensitive spots. His tongue flicked over my clit and his fingers slid inside me. It felt wonderful, but we were in a very risky position.

"Get up here and finish what you started. People will hear us."

He smiled as he remounted me, his cock slid into me, filling my eager cunt.

"Is the door locked?" I asked.

He said "No."

Rather that getting up and locking it, he continued to fuck me, oblivious to the possibility of someone opening the door and seeing us.

We were kissing and both of us were approaching orgasms when I heard the door open. Just as quickly, it shut again. Someone had seen us. I was momentarily worried, but the passion of our coupling overcame my concerns. I refocused on the sensation of Jon's cock inside me.

"Come inside me." I invited him.

We were doing it bareback, of course. I wasn't on the pill, Archie and I were using the rhythm method and thinking about getting me pregnant. I wasn't thinking about any of that when I invited Jon to pump his seed into my fertile womb.

He stopped moving his body tensed. His face contorted in ecstasy and I felt his cum shooting into me. He seemed to have a lot, spurt after spurt coated my inner nooks. His dick was touching my cervix, so some of his sperm was swimming into my uterus. I had to bite my hand to keep from screaming as I came too.

Jon quickly stood. He gave me a kiss and thanked me. We both realized that we had to get out of the bedroom before someone else found us.

I put my dress on and straightened my hair a bit. It was wet and had been further tousled on the bed. Jon had his shorts on again.

Jon left first. He looked into the hall and saw it was clear. I waited a few moments, then I went out into the hallway. I saw one of my friends, Kathy, watching. She was sitting in the kitchen with a view of the hall and had obviously seen Jon come out of the bedroom before me. We didn't make eye contact, but then we did, just for an instant. I knew she knew and she knew I knew she knew. I was hoping she would keep it a secret.

Archie and I went home and he was horny. I was able to satisfy him with my mouth. I positioned myself to keep him from putting his fingers in my sloppy cunt. I took a shower and cuddled next to my husband in bed, thinking about what had happened. I wasn't sure if I should tell him. The possibility of being pregnant by another man cascaded through my mind. I had trouble going to sleep.

We were late for church the next morning and it didn't seem to be appropriate to tell my husband that I'd fucked another man on the way to church. I was relieved that the sermon wasn't about that stuff of coveting thy neighbor's wife's ass.

On Monday, Jon texted me, said we needed to talk. Lynn had texted me earlier, saying she had found my swim suit in their bathroom. I texted back saying I'd come get it.

Well, I went to their house after work, expecting Lynn to be there. She wasn't. Jon was working on his computer in the living room.

"We shouldn't have done that." I said.

He said, "I know, but you are so damned irresistible. It wasn't my fault. Seeing you naked just made me lose control."

"So, it's my fault?" I said.

"Damned right. You have those luscious tits and you were teasing me all afternoon. I assumed you wanted me to follow you. I thought you'd just show me your tits, but when you stood there naked, inviting me to screw you, I couldn't resist."

I hadn't remembered things the way that he had.

I said, "I just went in there to change. I had no idea that you were following me and I didn't think I was teasing you, not intentionally anyway."

He said, "Well, I'm sorry."

"Where's Lynn?"

"At her mother's."

"I told her I was coming to get my suit."

"Yeah, she told me to give it to you." He paused, "She used those exact words. She said I should 'give it to her'."

"Does she suspect?"

"I don't know. Your suit was in the bathroom and the bed was damp from where you were laying."

"Oh shit. Is she angry?"

He said, "I don't know."

He was watching me. I could feel his eyes on my ass.

I looked at him.

He said, "We were in a hurry Saturday night. Since we've done it, what would be the harm in doing it again and taking our time."

"Are you serious?"

"Yes. I only had a minute to lick your pussy. I'd like to make you come with my tongue."

"No way." I said.

But when he stood and kissed me, I yielded, letting him continue, thinking only about the kiss. When he pulled my shirt up over my head and undid my bra, I didn't object. He pulled me toward him. He was sitting with me standing between his knees. He put his mouth on my tits, sucking on the nipples he had coveted. I like having my tits sucked, so I rubbed the hair on his hair while he continued.

He led me into their bedroom; yes, the same bedroom. I reclined and he pulled my slacks and panties off. He gazed at my naked body, enjoying what he was seeing. I watched him strip, admiring his naked torso and focusing on his angry dick. I had to taste it. I sat up and took him in my mouth. I licked his shaft, getting it shiny with my saliva. I held his balls in my hand. I put my lips around his prick and bobbed my head, sucking his cock. He was enjoying it, getting close. I wanted him to come in my mouth. He did. The hot semen squirted against my teeth and I swallowed some of it. I kept a wad in my mouth, swirling it around to savor the taste. I was comparing his taste with my husband's cum. I didn't swallow it all. I wanted his semen to remain in my mouth for a while.

Then, it was his turn to go down on me. He'd briefly explored my pussy on Saturday night. Now, he took his time, using his fingers to examine me closely, seeing things that only my husband had seen. His fingers and his tongue worked magic, stimulating me, bringing me closer to an orgasm. He had some wonderful techniques. His tongue flicked across my clit and he put his fingers on my G-spot, then pressed another finger on my clit. I began to come and wasn't quiet about it. I was moaning and shrieking, giving myself to him. I had succumbed to animalistic lust, abandoning my vow of faithfulness and letting this other man enjoy my married cunt. I stroked his hair with my hands, noticing my wedding rings.

When his cock slid into me, I immediately felt another peak in my continuing orgasm. He pumped slowly, enjoying his conquest of me. I realized that I wanted him badly. I had teased Jon for years, not realizing that I wasn't just teasing him, I was teasing myself. Now that he was fucking me, uninhibited passion overwhelmed me. It was glorious, almost like the first times my husband had screwed me; nothing could match that. This was close. Jon smelled good and felt good between my legs. He had done a wonderful job eating me and I enjoyed sucking his cock. There was a thrill in being with another man.

We made love for a while. He pumped away. We kissed, not saying much, just enjoying the carnal pleasure of each other. He put his face in my tits and ran his hands through my hair. I stroked his back and grabbed his ass cheeks as they moved up and down, fucking me. I could sense his approaching orgasm and squeezed his prick with my cunt muscles. When he came inside me, I reached an orgasm too. Only then did I give a passing thought to him coming inside my unprotected womb again. At that moment, I didn't care.

After a few moments to recover, he rolled off me.

We decided that I should leave before his wife got home.

Well, I had a lot to think about. I had to tell my husband; I couldn't bear keeping a secret from him. How would he react? Would it ruin our marriage?

Had I gotten pregnant by Jon? Should I screw Archie to give him the chance to be the one to put a baby in me? If I fucked him a lot, I wouldn't know whose baby it was.

Should I fuck Jon again? It was wrong, but it had been so good. I knew that if I was alone with him again and he came-on to me that I would yield.

What about my best friend Lynn? I had fucked her husband. Did she suspect? How would she react?

What kind of person was I, a slut, an innocent housewife who had been seduced? I couldn't excuse my behavior.

Well, things worked out, amazingly.

I told Archie about my fling a few days later. I was crying and apologizing and he was surprisingly understanding. He loved me and was forgiving. In fact, he made love to me after I had told him that I had screwed his friend. He joked that he wanted to give his sperm 'a shot at knocking-me-up' too. We made love a number of times over the next few weeks.

I didn't get pregnant, not then. I did a few months later and it was Archie's. I had other liaisons with Jon, but he used a condom. It wasn't as good as bareback so when I got pregnant and he could come inside me again, it was more fun.

Yes, I continued to fuck Jon; he fucked me and we fucked each other. Archie was okay with that because he'd had his eye on Lynn and she on him. It seems they had progressed much further than Jon I had before that fateful Saturday night. They hadn't been screwing, but had given each other hand jobs and Lynn had sucked my husband's cock. I pretended to be pissed when hearing that my best friend had sucked my husband's dick.

We swapped spouses the next weekend and have continued to do it on a regular basis. Lynn and I have gotten together too. Her soft, sensitive body is a real treat. I just love to eat her juicy pussy and she does a wonderful job on me.

Our friend Kathy, who had seen Jon and me exiting the bedroom a few moments apart, was nice about it. She 'made me' eat her pussy, sort of as blackmail. I pretended to resist, but she has a luscious little cunt that I thoroughly enjoy and she does a nice job on me. We are thinking about including her and her husband in our swapping. She's going to see if he's interested. I'm sure he'll be interested in fucking me and Lynn; the hard part will be for him to accept his wife getting fucked by Jon and Archie.

I have four people who like to eat my pussy; I'm living a dream.

So, life is good. I'm due in five months. Life will change then, but it will only get better.