Authors Note: Thanks to ChiefHal for his proofreading assistance.
The Saturday afternoon traffic wasn't all that bad, but it still took almost half an hour before we finally made it home. It was funny. There were lots of times in the past years that I'd fantasized about my wife sitting in the passenger seat naked, teasing me as we drove down the road. Now, here I was, with Liang completely nude, her feet on the dashboard, doing just that. She had her knees spread so that her pussy was completely exposed, not just to me, but also to anyone driving next to us, which seemed to make her even more turned on. At one stop light, there was a truck driver sitting next to us where he could easily look down into her seat and see everything. As we sat, waiting for the light, she pushed the fingers that had been gently teasing her lips, deep into herself. She plunged them in and out frantically, her other hand pulling her nipples, until she suddenly spasmed and sprayed a huge squirt of her juices all over the passenger side dashboard. Again, I'd fantasized about my wife doing something like that to tease me, but here I was, with another woman, doing exactly that.
"That better." She whispered, as she went back to gently stroking herself, both her pussy and her nipples. I wasn't at all sure what to think, the incident both turning me on like crazy, and made me feel very self-conscious and even somewhat protective of her, maybe even a little bit embarrassed. I had plenty of time to see her toying with herself as we drove. We finally arrived home and she climbed out wearing nothing but the new pair of sandals that I bought her for the camping trip. She seemed completely at ease, no that isn't right, she seemed to be completely enjoying being completely nude, even though she was in full view of a number of people in the neighborhood, outside in their yards. I actually felt embarrassed, and I didn't know why. I helped unload her packages from the car and then led her into the house and away from prying eyes.
I gave her a tour of the house, showing her each room, and the back yard, before we ended up in the master bedroom. "Now we have sex?" She asked, as she turned to me and started to undress me. "I am very turned on. You turned on much too?"
"I am." I agreed, as I let her undo my shorts. It didn't take her long before she had me naked and we were laying on the bed, embracing, with her laying mostly on top of me. We kissed for a long time, soft, delicate, kisses. Nothing rushed, nothing forceful, just soft and gentle. I had to admit, it had been a very long time since my wife and I had kissed this way, and I couldn't seem to stop myself from thinking about her, even while Liang was kissing me and playing with my dick.
"What is it wrong?" She asked softly.
"Why do you think something's wrong?"
She shook her head and squeezed my semi-hard dick. "You not getting hard. Maybe you thinking too much, about other wife?"
"Maybe," I whispered, knowing that it was more accurate than I wanted to admit. This was the first time I'd been in bed with another woman, since Amanda and I were married. It was the first time I'd EVER been in this bed with another woman. I suddenly wondered if she was off having sex with her new husband, if he was giving her everything she wanted. I wasn't sure I was ready for any of this. As much as Amanda and I weren't getting along, having her gone, was...well...difficult.
"Come," Liang said, pulling me not only from my thoughts of my wife, but out of the bed. She grabbed the blanket off the bed and one of my pillows. "This one yours?" I nodded and she smiled back. Holding the arm load of bedding, she pulled me through the house to the patio door. She opened it, pulled me out and across the patio to the picnic table. She let go of my hand, and then folding the blanket, made a pad to lay on the top of the table. She set my pillow on one end of the six-foot-long table, and then held her hand out to me again. "You climb on and lay down. Let Liang make you feel good again."
"Out here?"
"You not like it out here? You tell Aunt that wife never want to do sex outside. Maybe it you, not like to do sex outside?"
"Just not used to doing things where the neighbors can see," I answered, still hesitating to climb onto the table.
"They see, they see. You nothing be ashamed of. You have good time with wife. They not understand that, well, that their problem."
I chuckled at her broken English, but she made a good point. I climbed onto the table and lay down. She climbed on with me, laying on top of me like a blanket, and lowered her face to mine. We didn't have to talk to know what each other wanted. Her kisses, soft and caring, were telling me exactly what she wanted me to know. That she was more than a quick fuck in a store. She was a woman, and she wanted to be treated as if she were my wife. She wanted me to make love to her, not just have sex. Her kisses had the effect she intended, and I could soon feel my hardon trapped between us.
She lifted herself to her hands and knees and smiled down at me. "Do you like oral sex?"
I took that to mean do I like to have oral sex, which I do. I also like giving it. "I do," I whispered back. She quickly climbed off the table and then back on, turning herself around so her face was over my crotch and her knees were splayed on either side of my head. Her pussy was completely hairless, with creamy outer lips framing a small amount of protruding inner labia. I was still looking at her sexy pussy when she closed her hot mouth around my now hard cock. "Ohhhhh yeah," I groaned. I looked up at her pussy and reached my hands to coax her down lower. I gently kissed her soft pussy lips as she slowly, very, very slowly, slid her mouth and one hand up and down my shaft. I'd often imagined myself doing this to Amanda, though every attempt had met with refusal. Here I was, doing it with a totally different woman.
I teased my tongue between her lips, drawing a moan of appreciation from her. Her pussy was wet and sweet tasting, telegraphing her level of desire was already elevated. The only woman I'd ever licked was my wife, making me wonder if my experience with her would hold for Liang. I pressed the tip of my tongue between her lips and slid down to her clit, flicking it gently. She moaned again, coaxing me to do more. We stayed there, locked one to the other for at least ten minutes or more before she abruptly pulled her mouth off of my dick.
She turned herself around, and then settled herself back on her hands and knees over me. "Now we make love?" She whispered questioningly. When I didn't answer, she reached between her legs, found my hardon and rubbed my saliva coated head between her wet lips. She closed her eyes and pushed her hips down slowly, forcing my engorged head into her, taking her time to enjoy the feeling, unlike when we had sex in the parking garage. She eased herself down, her eyes open again, looking down at me. I reached for her breasts and cupped each one, letting my thumbs stroke side to side across her nipples, my thumbs bending them to and fro as I did.
She began to lift and lower her hips, driving her wet pussy onto my shaft over and over again. Her tight tunnel caressed my shaft and head in all the right ways, pushing me slowly toward another orgasm. I teased her nipples and watched her face as she watched mine, sliding herself down my shaft over and over. I could see her lip's part, almost begging me to kiss her. I shifted my hands from her breasts, around to her back, and pulled her down until her breasts were pressed to my chest and her lips to mine. We kissed softly as she worked her hips to slide herself on and off my shaft several inches. I lay there, kissing her, feeling her hot wet pussy on my shaft, my mind telling me that I could get used to this very easily.
We breathed the same air as we kissed, sucking each other's tongues and lips in a way that I wasn't used to. She was much more of a sucker than Amanda had ever been, and I found it extremely stimulating, almost too stimulating.
"If you don't hurry, you're not going to get done before I can't stop myself." I whispered, as we broke the kiss for a moment.
"I not worried about mine. I trying make you come."
"You don't want to come?"
"I know you need this more than me. You enjoy, and after, I know you make me enjoy too." She whispered. "This making love. Me make you feel good first, and then if I do good, you make me feel good."
I shook my head. It took a moment for me to push her up off me as she resisted, but eventually she gave in and let me from under her. I laid her down where I had been and then lay on top of her. I pushed my slick cock back into her and started to stroke long slow strokes, making sure my shaft ground against her clit with each stroke. "No. This is making love. Making sure we both come, together. We share it."
"That not what I learned." She whispered, as she arched her back to push her pussy up to me. "But I like what you do very much."
I grinned to myself and pushed in and out a little quicker, watching her body, her nipples rock hard, her areola puckering and swelling as her desire built. In and out I thrust, driving fully into her, but holding myself back until she too was ready to come. Her heels lifted from the table and hooked onto my butt, allowing her to lift herself toward me with each thrust. We moved that way, in time with each other, her moans growing louder, as we worked each other closer and closer to climax.
"Oh damn. I'm going to come." I groaned loudly, as the urgency to release started to overtake me. I knew I was only a few moments from unloading again, an unprecedented fourth time today. I wanted to feel her come with me. I wanted to see her climax when I did. She opened her mouth and gasped as her legs started to tremble. She seemed unable to pull herself up as her shudders increased. I thrust harder, driving myself into her with abandon as she pulled her heels from my ass and spread her legs wide for me. I drove in over and over, feeling her climax squeeze around me and push me over the edge.
I shoved hard into her as my body spasmed, my cum surging into her, forcefully. "FUCK YES!" she screamed, as my pumping cock pushed her climax even higher. I felt her juices gushing from her around me, squeezing out around my dick as I continued to stroke myself into her, trying to push her climax even higher. Each stroke slapped us together wetly, as her squirting fluids sprayed on my body and dripped back down to hers. "OH FUCK! I COME FOR YOU!" She screamed into the afternoon air.
I smiled to myself as my body faltered in its strokes, twitching and jerking, as I pumped my cum deep into her. Exhausted, I lay on top of her, panting, our chests both heaving, as we struggled for breath following our mutual climaxes. "I think I wish we do this all the time. I never have husband to make me come like that. My husband, never make me come at all."
"Well, if we're together, you will. I enjoy seeing and feeling you coming with me." I said softly. "But I need to get up. This is kinda hard on my arms."
"You not need to hold yourself up. You lay on me fine," she said, pulling me down on top of her, until my chest smashed her tits. She leaned her head up and kissed me softly, her arms around my back, to hold me down to her. I could feel myself start to harden again, as she sucked my lips and tongue, her fingers teasing down my back, and butt.
"Well! I should have known. Wife's away so you play with some little slut anywhere you want?" I heard my neighbor Martha snap at me, from only a few feet away.
I looked up at her and couldn't help but be angry. I pushed up off Liang and climbed off of her, my partly hard dick pulling from her pussy. "What the fuck!?" I snapped at her. "I'm not cheating and you damn well know it!" I climbed from the table, without thinking about how much I wasn't wearing, her eyes looking down at my partly hard dick, our combined cum dripping from it, as I stepped over toward where she was standing just off our patio.
"The hell you aren't! You're the reason she's divorcing you, and you know it."
"Why is woman upset with me?" Liang asked, as she stepped behind me, one hand gripping my arm, her soft tits pressing to my back as she leaned into me for protection.
"Martha is my wife's friend and she seems to think that the divorce is all my fault. Somehow, I didn't bend enough."
"But you not cheating. This legal wife trade. You try new wife and she try new husband. Why she angry with me?"
"Because she thinks this is all stupid and that if I'd have just become what my wife wanted, we wouldn't be getting divorced. Problem is, she only listens to one side of things, my wife's. If she heard the other side, she might realize that I still care about my wife, but she's made it impossible for me to live with her."
"Well, maybe if you put some damn clothes on..."
I looked at her. "So, I'm naked. Who the hell cares? It's my back yard, right? Seems to me you're just looking to make trouble. Liang is off limits. You make one more smart-ass remark about her and you'll pay for it.
"What? You don't think she's a slut, having the two of you fucking in the back yard?"
"That's it." I said, I took half a dozen steps to the back of the house and picked up a five-gallon bucket of rain water that we collect to water the plants. She saw me picking it up and turned to dart back to her own yard. She made one mistake. She stopped just on the other side of the properly line and turned to say something else. Her words never got out of her mouth as the five gallons hit her full on in the chest and face. She stood there, wiping water from her face, her white shirt soaking in the water and becoming translucent.
"YOU! YOU!!!! HOW COULD YOU?" She shouted at me.
