The Terraces Ch 03

A few nights later, while Rachel and I were just finishing the washing up, I summoned up my courage and cleared my throat. "So, I have another confession to make," I said as I put the last plate in the cupboard. "I, um, jerked off with Maria the other day."

Rachel's eyes widened and she raised an eyebrow. As the water drained from the sink, she wiped her hands on a tea towel. "Okaaaaaay," she said, slowly. "Tell me more..."

"She invited me over for a cup of tea and told me that Neil has pretty much stopped having sex with her. Apparently, she spotted me masturbating with Claire the other night and got so excited by the sight of my cock that she brought herself off a couple of times. She told me how beautiful my penis was and asked if she could see it again and, well..." I smiled a little nervously. "Heh, my cock seems to be having that effect on women lately."

"Well, it's my cock, too," Rachel said, "so bring it over here."

My wonderful sex-crazed wife turned her back to me while simultaneously lifting up her skirt and pulling down her knickers. Leaning forward, she put one hand on the kitchen counter and spread her feet apart a little, then arched her back, jutting her ass and pussy towards me. Her other hand reached around and she started to run her fingers up and down her slit, parting her outer lips and probing her vagina.

Unsurprisingly, my cock was instantly hard and I slowly stepped out of my shorts and boxers, all the while watching Rachel's fingers as they explored her moistening pussy. Prick in hand, I stepped forward and pushed her fingers out of the way with it, before rubbing my cockhead up and down her slit a few times and then slowly inserting it into her cunt.

"Mmmmmmm, yeah, that's nice," Rachel said when I was all the way in. And yes, it certainly was. I paused to savour the feeling of her hot pussy enveloping my cock and then slowly inched back out again.

Rachel gripped the counter as I started to get a rhythm going, thrusting my cock into her cunt and then sliding it almost all the way out again. "Oh yeah, fuck I love that beautiful cock of yours. Fuck my little pussy with it," she said.

Looking down, I saw her puckered asshole staring back at me. I couldn't resist. After moistening my thumb with some saliva, I began to rub it around her asshole and then slowly slipped it in.

"Ooh, naughty boy," Rachel said, twisting around to look at me, a big smile on her face. I kept pushing and soon my whole thumb had disappeared into her ass. I could feel my cock moving in and out beneath.

We were both panting now. "So, did you see her tits?" Rachel asked.

"Yeah, they were big, a bit saggy, great big nipples," I replied, keeping a steady rhythm going, my rigid cock, sliding smoothly in and out of Rachel's tight cunt.

"And what about her pussy?"

"Yeah, I had a great view of her rubbing herself. It was pretty fucking sexy."

"Did she come?"

"Twice."

"Uhh, I think I'm going to come. Fuck me harder, fuck me faster, fuck me with that big fucking cock. Uhh, your thumb feels so good in my ass. I want to feel you come in my cunt. Fuck me."

With my right thumb inserted in Rachel's ass and my fingers splayed out over her ass cheek, and my other hand holding her hip, I steadied myself and started to speed up my thrusting, ramming my cock in and out of her pussy. The rhythmic sound of slapping flesh melded with our rasping breaths, groans and moans.

"Oh fuck, here it comes," Rachel said before letting out a long, drawn-out groan.

"Oh babe, your cunt feels so fucking good," I said as I felt my own orgasm rise up in my crotch and cum started to spurt out into Rachel.

When I was thoroughly spent, I removed my thumb from her ass and bent over so my body was resting on her back. "Whoa, that was fucking awesome," I said, still panting slightly, and Rachel grunted in agreement, her body rising and falling slightly beneath me in time with her own pants.

I stood up straight and slowly eased my softening cock out of Rachel's velvet tunnel as she reached down, cupping her hand under her pussy to catch my load as it dripped out of her, before turning and giving me a big kiss on the lips and then heading for the bathroom to clean herself up. "Thanks babe, that really hit the spot," she called out.

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The next day, we bumped into Claire in the street and invited her over to our place for dinner, an invitation she accepted with a wry grin.

Later, Rachel and I lay in bed, naked, talking.

"So, the other night at Claire's..." I said. "Um, the kissing and stuff. I didn't really see that coming."

"Yeah, no, me neither," Rachel said, quietly. "I guess I just got caught up in the moment. It was nice though. I might even consider doing it again. I like Claire. She's really sweet and thoughtful, but she's also just so ridiculously sexy. I mean, those boobs."

I nodded enthusiastically. "I know!"

"Okay, calm down tiger."

"Yours are amazing, too," I said, reaching out with my left hand and gently stoking her right boob.

"Thanks, but I'm well aware that I'm not in her league."

"Babe, you're in a league of your own," I said, shuffling down in the bed so that my lips were opposite her nipple. Tilting forward slightly, I gently sucked her whole areola in my mouth. I felt her nipple harden and stopped sucking, so that her nipple was just gently resting between my lips. I slowly brought my tongue up and very lightly licked the hard little nub, then pulled back and put my head back on my pillow.

"Okay, so, ground rules this time?" I said.

"No rules - other than the obvious ones around consent, but then I get the feeling that Claire would let you, or me for that matter, know if we were crossing, or even approaching, a red line - assuming she has any. Actually, hold on, one rule - no kissing." Rachel paused. "Oh, and another - no falling in love with her."

I reached out and pulled Rachel into my arms. "Don't be silly - you are and always will be the only woman I love."

Of course, the truth was, I was falling a little bit in love with Claire. It was all still very much in crush territory, but how could I not have feelings for her? She was nice looking, had an amazing body and was incredibly sexual - but she was also easy to talk to, kind, thoughtful and just great fun to be around.

But I wasn't lying when I said that Rachel would always be the only woman I loved - truly loved. I still think she's the most beautiful woman I've ever met. She, too, has an amazing body and she, too, is incredibly sexual, as you've probably noticed by now. But perhaps most importantly, she has something Claire will never have - a long, shared history with me.

You see, even though Rachel and I have been married for almost ten years, we've known each other since childhood. We grew up in the same neighbourhood, went to school together and were each other's first girl-/boyfriend - high school sweethearts. And yes, we lost our virginity together.

However, when we finished high school, Rachel left to go to university in Adelaide - and broke up with me. She said she didn't want to just be with the same person her whole life - she wanted to have a bit more of a look around, see other people, fuck other people.

As I said, Rachel is highly sexed and almost totally uninhibited. Sex for her is a joyful, playful, fun pastime in which she's happy to indulge at the drop of a hat. Consequently, she had a couple of boyfriends at uni, nothing too serious, and quite a few one-night stands.

After she got her degree, she moved back to Sydney and we went out to dinner together. It was instantly clear that the spark was still there and we skipped dessert so we could get back to my place and fuck each other's brains out.

But then she was offered a great job in Hong Kong and I couldn't really go with her - my career was just taking off and there didn't appear to be any good opportunities for me in Hong Kong. So, we did the long-distance thing for a few years. Rachel wasn't keen on being celibate for so long and I think we both knew that we would stray if we tried to "stay true to each other", so we opened up our relationship - we were still technically together, but were free to fuck whomever we wanted. We just weren't allowed to get too attached.

When Rachel finally moved back to Sydney, we went back to monogamy, but we both had a few more stories to tell - stories we would sometimes tell each other as a sort of aural foreplay. I won't lie - I did feel a twinge of jealousy when I heard her talking about fucking other guys - but I also got a lot more than just a twinge in my crotch and the after-story sex was always really intense.

We both love to travel and after a few years of living together we decided to move to the UK - we both already had dual citizenship through our parents. We loved it so much that we settled here. In the UK, non-married couples are discriminated against in a number of ways - both financially and legally - so we eventually decided it was time to get married.

So, yes, I was crushing pretty hard on Claire, but I really didn't see her as any sort of threat to my marriage.

"And hey, after what happened last time, I should probably set a similar rule for you," I said. "You're not allowed to fall in love with Claire either."

Rachel got a dreamy look in her eye. "She is lovely, isn't she?" she said, then turned to me, laughed and gave me a big kiss on the lips before rolling back onto her pillow.

"I'm really sorry, you know, for doing that stuff with Claire - masturbating at the window with her," I said. "I did feel guilty, but I remember thinking at the time, 'What? I'm going to pass up an opportunity like this? Yeah, right.'"

"I know," Rachel replied. "But don't worry. Like I said ­- I probably would have done the same. If a hot guy pulled his cock out and started jerking off in front of me, I reckon I would probably have my hands in my knickers like a shot."

She stopped talking for a moment and then smiled wickedly. "Oh my god. Now that I think about it, something like that did actually happen to me. So, here's a story I don't think I've ever told you before. You remember I told you I lived with that English girl, Lisa, for a while when I was in Hong Kong?"

I nodded. "Well, she had this boyfriend, an Australian guy called Todd. He was kinda ugly and a bit of an asshole. So one day, I asked Lisa what she saw in him. She blushed and said that he had this really big, really beautiful cock and she was more than slightly in love with the cock, even while she was slightly repulsed by Todd.

"Anyway, Todd worked nights in a bar and Lisa and I worked during the day. He came over late one night after work and stayed the night, and he was still there when Lisa and I went off to work. There was a total IT meltdown in my office that day, so my boss just told us all to have the afternoon off. I went back to the apartment and let myself in. I walked through the kitchen and was just about to step into the living room when I saw Todd, completely naked, sitting on the couch watching porn on his laptop. Oh my god, Lisa was right. His cock really was big - must have been close to ten inches - and it really was beautiful.

"He had headphones on, so he couldn't hear me and he was turned slightly away from me and engrossed in his porn so he didn't see me either. I hadn't had sex for a while, so I was pretty horny. I just stood there, mesmerised by his hand slowly sliding up and down that big, beautiful monster of a cock. I started to squeeze my nipples through my shirt and hiked my skirt up so I could rub my pussy through my knickers. I really didn't want to fuck him - he was just such a prick and to be honest, the size of his cock scared me a little - but I couldn't tear my eyes off it. God, I was practically drooling.

"By the time he finally noticed I was there, I had my shirt unbuttoned, my tits out of my bra, my skirt up around my waist and my hand in my knickers. At first, he freaked out. It was hilarious - he slammed the laptop shut and tried to hide his enormous hard-on." She giggled. "Like that was ever going to happen. He looked so ridiculous. But then he saw the state of me and he smirked. OMG, I just wanted to smack that smug, ugly fucking face. He started to get up but I held my hand up to say stop. So he sat back down, spread his legs, put some saliva in his palm and started to pump his cock again.

"I really went to work on my clit and I could feel myself getting close to coming. I think I might have even said that I was going to come. Anyway, he was obviously getting close himself - he was jerking his cock pretty quickly and I could see his scrotum tightening - and then it happened. Cum just erupted from his dick and sprayed out over his chest. Jeez, I couldn't believe how much there was and how far it flew. One spurt made it all the way up to his face and a bit obviously got into his eye because he cried out in pain and started to rub it.

"I wanted to laugh but I was mostly just moaning and groaning as my own orgasm hit. Once it had finished, I just pulled my hand out of my knickers, turned around and went to my room. Lisa dumped him not long after - she found out that he'd been fucking a couple of the girls he worked with in the bar."

"I can't believe you never told me that story - it's both super funny and super hot," I said when Rachel had finished.

"I know, right? My pussy's so wet. Come here and give me

your

big, beautiful cock."

She threw the covers off and stripped off her pyjama top, releasing her gorgeous boobs, then pushed her pyjama pants down. One hand went straight to her pussy and the other went straight to my rock-hard cock, which she gave a long lick and then slowly engulfed with her mouth. We both moaned as her head began to bob up and down, her hand vigorously rubbing her clit.

After a couple of minutes of mind-blowing cock-sucking, Rachel raised herself up and straddled my head, her knees on either side of my pillow. She moaned as I started lapping away at her wet pussy and she began to grind her crotch against my tongue. Not long after, she shuddered and groaned as she came.

"Mmmm, that was nice," she said as she slid down until her hips were over mine. She bent down and kissed me hard on the mouth. I reached down and slathered some saliva on the head of my cock, rubbed it up and down her slit a few times and then eased it into her cunt. Rachel let out a sigh. "Oh, and that's nice, too."

As she started to raise and lower herself on my cock, I grabbed her tits and began to suck her nipples, drawing them into my mouth one at a time and pushing them against my palate with my tongue. Rachel was getting a nice rhythm going, sliding her pussy up and down the length of my cock. I released her tits and just lay there, motionless, drinking in the sight of my beautiful, sexy wife getting herself off on my cock. Her eyes were closed and she was properly panting now, her next orgasm inching ever closer.

She leaned forward so her weight was resting on her arms, shifting the angle at which my cock entered her pussy. Her breath started to catch in her throat as she panted, her little moans got a bit deeper and louder, her tits began to sway faster as she thrust herself back and forth on my cock.

"Uh, uh, uh," she grunted in time with her movements. And then she got there. "Oh, ffffffffuuuuuucccckkkk." Her eyes tight shut, she let out a long groan.

When her breathing slowed, I grabbed hold of her ass cheeks and adjusted my position slightly so that I could fuck her properly. Starting slowly, I slid my cock all the way in and out of her pussy, from tip to base and back again. She was crazy wet and there was almost no friction between the skin on my shaft and the velvety walls of Rachel's cunt.

Rachel bent down and kissed me on the mouth again, her deep breaths whistling through her nostrils. I began to speed up and she broke the kiss, bringing her head up and back so it was almost perpendicular to her body. Her eyes were closed, her mouth slightly open, her breasts swayed back and forth. "Oh yeah, that feels amazing."

As I began to properly piston into her, her breathing became increasingly ragged. "Yeah, that's it, just like that. Fuck me. Come on, fuck me harder."

We were both grunting like animals, our breathing rapid and noisy. I grabbed Rachel's tits again and started to suck her nipples some more, sending her over the edge. As her pussy contracted around my cock, it set me off as well and I spurted jet after jet of cum into her warm, wet cunt.

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I spent a large part of the day of the dinner party prepping the food and wine. I'm an unapologetic foodie and more than a little OCD, and I wanted everything to be perfect.

At 7pm on the dot, our stupidly loud doorbell suddenly rang, causing both Rachel and me to jump as we so often do. I had just added fresh garlic to some vigorously frying shallots for my sauce and didn't want it to burn - in which case I would have to start all over again - so Rachel went to answer the door. I heard her greet Claire and then the two of them came into the kitchen.

"Smells amazing," Claire said as Rachel handed her a glass of Champagne. "There's definitely something sexy about a man who know his way around the kitchen." Claire came over and put her hands on my shoulders and planted a kiss on my cheek as I stirred quickly then poured a glug of Madeira into the saucepan.

"Yeah, I'm rather spoilt," Rachel said. "It's so nice coming home from a stressful day at work and being served a restaurant-quality meal for dinner, complete with some very good wine. And then, if I'm lucky, I get to fuck the chef!"

Potential cooking crisis averted, I turned from the stove to get a proper look at Claire. She was looking as sexy as ever, dressed in a short, tight red skirt and a black blouse, unbuttoned to display a goodly amount of cleavage. No surprise, she obviously wasn't wearing any underwear.

And again, no surprise, over dinner, talk turned to fucking. "Where's the weirdest place you guys have had sex?" Claire asked at one point.

Rachel and I looked at each other. "Hmm, there was that time we did it behind a waterfall in Belize," Rachel said.

"And in a compartment on the train to Prague," I said.

"Yeah, and that graveyard in London. Ha, remember when we did it in the river in that national park in Queensland? It started pouring with rain just as you stuck your cock in me and we'd only half finished putting the tent up. We hadn't put the fly on and by the time you'd shot your load, all of our bedding was soaking wet."

"Okay, I think I've got it. Remember the canoe in Canada?"

Rachel grinned. "Heh, yeah, I reckon that could be it."

Claire looked at us expectantly.

"So, a while back, we spent a few weeks in Canada, up in the Rockies," I said. "Camping, hiking, just exploring, really. One day we drove out to this lake. It was pretty remote, but there was a guy there who rented canoes. So we hired one and set off - I think we were probably the only people on the lake that day.

"We paddled around for quite a while, several hours, exploring these little inlets and stuff. It was quite a warm day and Rachel stripped down to just a bikini. I was sitting at the back of the canoe and she was up the front. At one point, I leaned forward and quickly untied the bikini top, so it just fell off. Rachel turned around so she was facing me and used her paddle to splash me. I didn't care, because it was warm and I now had a great view of her naked tits."

Rachel then took up the story. "So I knelt down in the canoe, grabbed Pete's boardshorts and pulled them down to his ankles. He didn't have anything on underneath, so now his cock was as naked as my tits. He was already semi-hard and I just grabbed hold and started sucking him off, kneeling down in the canoe. He was fondling my tits and I was getting pretty horny, rubbing my pussy through my bikini bottoms. Pretty soon I was ready for a good fucking. I shuffled around so I was facing the front of the canoe again and pulled down the bikini bottoms."