Wednesday and Beyond
I woke up the morning after my exhausting night with Sarah and Maggie and was amazed to find I wasn't hard. Sarah had already woken and was dressing for work. For a few minutes, I wondered if I would suddenly revert to a dud now that the pills were out of my system. That fear abated when Sarah walked into the room in the midst of dressing. The site of a pair of black pants clinging to her curves and a black shirt distended by her ample bust got me hard again. I felt good -- better than before the pills -- but I didn't feel like I was about to explode. She came over to kiss me goodbye and rubbed my hard cock through the sheets.
"Hold that thought until tonight," she said.
I showered, dressed and went into work, wondering what was going to happen with Jessica. She was wearing a conservative dress that day and smiled quickly at me when I walked in. About lunch time she came into my office.
"Tom, can we have a minute?"
"Sure."
She closed the door behind her. "Listen, about Monday night." She paused and then grinned. "It was great. I needed that sooo bad. But it can't happen again. I like you a lot as a friend but I just can't have an ongoing affair. My life is complicated enough."
I came around the desk, put my arms around her, gave her a little kiss. The press of her big tits into my chest got my cock growing but I ignored it.
"You don't know how relieved I am to hear that."
"Really?"
"Yes. Don't get me wrong. You were incredible the other night. And if I thought I could do it, I'd want to repeat that scene every night."
She hugged me back. "So would I."
"But like you said, it would just make our lives too complicated."
We kissed and I let her out of my office with just a little playful tap on her round ass. She grinned and stuck her tongue out at me.
I returned home that evening to find Sarah waiting in bed for me, eager to make sure she was pregnant -- and make sure as many times as we needed to. Perhaps it was the traces of the pills left in my system, but I managed to get it up three times -- each time ending with a massive blast of cum into her climaxing cunt.
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Two weeks passed quietly. I saw Maggie each weekend when she came in to clean our house. We talked a little bit and stole a few quick kisses. A few times, when Sarah wasn't looking, she would turn to me with a little smile, pull her pants down and her shirt up just enough for me to see her pretty panties and flat belly. But nothing else happened, despite the palpable sexual tension between us. Without the pills coursing through my system, I was able to see some sense and make sure we were rarely alone. But I did find myself so aroused by Maggie that, after she left, I would attack Sarah like an animal.
Jessica and I settled back into our routine of harmless flirting. It was like that wild night hadn't happened. Well, almost. She seemed to go out of her way to give me little peeks down her shirt.
A the end of the third week, Sarah greeted me at the door with a shower of kisses. She had missed her period and the pregnancy test was positive. We celebrated that night with a mind-bending fuck on the floor of the living room. After we had finished and lay there in the afterglow, she asked:
"Are you still taking those pills?"
"No. I stopped the day you got back from Dallas. I was going out of my mind."
She reached down and squeezed my soft dick. "You sure? The last few weeks have been great."
Despite the absence of the pills, they HAD been great. Sarah and I had fucked every other night. Each time, I got rock hard and came abundantly.
"I'm certain."
"I wonder," she said. "Rachel said those pills cleared up channels of sexual energy. Maybe they've been opened for good."
"I certainly hope so. I couldn't go back to before. I felt like such a failure."
"You were still pretty good. But I can't lie. You've been an absolute stud since those pills."
We lay there for a while. Finally, she said.
"Could you take one tonight, though?"
"What?"
"Well, like I said, you've been a stud. But the day I got back, you were an animal. I know you can't do that all the time -- you have to work. But could you take one tonight -- just for me? It won't be long everything changes. And I'd like you to spend at least one night fucking my brains out before that happens."
I quickly agreed and took one of remaining pills before we went to bed. I went to sleep wondering if I'd wake up in that state of frenzy again -- somewhat afraid of it but somewhat thrilled too.
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It was like deja vu when I woke early that Friday morning to find my cock hard, full and throbbing. I looked over at the sleeping form of my wife, admiring the sloping curve of her hips under the thin sheets. I wanted to wait until she woke up but I was gripped by an urgency I'd hadn't felt since I stopped taking the pills. It was as though my cock knew it was only going to have a single day of doing whatever it wanted and was determined to get the most out of it.
I reached around my wife's sleeping form and closed my hand over her heavy right breast. I kneaded it gently, rolling the nipple between my fingers. She breathed deeply and rolled toward me. I crawled down the bed to her feet and began kissing her legs, moving up to her thighs and big hips, closing in on her panties -- already moist with excitement. She moaned and parted her legs, like she was having a sex dream.
I trailed my kisses up until I made contact with her cunt. I pulled the panties aside and licked the full lips, pushed my tongue into her wet vagina, nuzzled her clit with my nose. She began to respond in her half-sleep, moaning and moving her legs apart. Finally, she raised herself up, looking down at me with bleary eyes.
"Do you want me to go on?" I asked, placing soft kisses on her lips.
She nodded and laid back. I continued to eat her out. Her moans began to get louder and more frequent. After just a few minutes, she had a long slow orgasm, her pussy milking my fingers with slow wet contractions. When she finished, she sat up, now wide awake, and looked me in the eye. She pulled the nightie off, exposing her delectable body.
"I need you," she said. "I need that big penis inside me."
I had planned to take it slow but my cock was dying to get inside her. I crawled up her body, spending a time kissing and nuzzling her big breasts, sucking on her tender nipples. Finally, I got on top and slid smoothly into her wet cunt. She gasped as her lips parted, then raised her legs up and moaned as I slid all nine inches into her. She wrapped her legs around my back and dug a heel into my butt, spurring me on like a horse. I started stroking into her slowly.
"No, not like that. Fuck me. Hard. Fast."
I put her legs over my shoulders and began to plunge deep into her. It was a perfect angle, letting my cock touch her clit on the downstrokes and letting me penetrate all the way into her until I bumped her cervix.
"Yes, just like that!"
I wasn't going to last long. My gorged cock was quickly filling with a big load. I began fucking her more and more frantically. She squeezed me hard as she came again. Her orgasms set me loose and I pounded her like an engine, exploring every little square millimeter of her cunt.
After nearly ten minutes of superhuman restraint, I finally came, gushing ten thick ropes of cum into her. I thrust frantically as it surged out, setting off her third orgasm. This time she cried out with pleasure. Cum leaked out of the snug connection, rolling down her ass and onto the sheets.
We lay there for a few minutes before she spoke.
"Oh yes," she said. "That's one hell of a wakeup call."
"I could probably get it up again soon," I said.
She smiled and kissed me. "We have to work. Save it for tonight."
"I don't know that I'll be able to hold out that long. You don't know what this is like. The minute I'm exposed to anything sexual, I have to cum."
"You're an accountant. There's nothing remotely arousing about numbers."
"You'd be surprised."
She considered. "If you have to relieve yourself, feel free. But save something for tonight. I have big plans for that big thing."
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Deja vu all over again. I came into work to find that Jessica had decided to wear a sundress that day. She looked amazing. The thin yellow fabric did little to conceal her succulent figure. I could easily see her lacy panties and bra through it. They looked suspiciously like the pair she'd worn the night of our encounter. It was cut low in front. I was hard as a brick by the time I'd crossed the waiting room.
By lunchtime, I was going crazy from the pressure in my pants. I decided to go to the bathroom and relive the pressure so I could at least try to concentrate on work. Going there necessitated walking past Jessica again. She stopped me to ask a question. While talking, she leaned over to get me to read something. Once again, I got that amazing view down her dress. The dress clung tightly to her tits but I could still see her bra peeking out. It *was* the same one she'd worn the night we'd fucked. Her tits looked they were going to burst it apart. I noticed her gaze drift down to my bulging pants and she blushed a little. Finally, I managed to get free and into the bathroom.
I checked that the bathroom was clear, got into a stall and released my aching cock. I didn't want to waste time but started stroking it right away. I was on my knees, aiming it at the toilet. After a minute, I heard the door open. I quickly hopped on the commode, pretending I was using it and waited. I heard someone walk toward the stalls, hesitate, then walk back to the door. I heard a click and then the footsteps approached again, stopping right in front of my stall. I looked down and was surprised to see a woman's feet in high heels.
