Fetish Friends Ch 04

Chapter 4

It had been three days since Kim had told her best friend about her feelings. She had taken some sick leave to fully rest from the emotional toll it took on her. Her bedroom was a wreck, but Kim had gotten what she needed and now felt she was back to her normal self.

Charles stood by his wife. He had helped her throughout her time off. He wasn't a good cook, but he did know how to order in. Charles did the laundry and cleaned the kitchen in this time of need.

Most importantly over the last few days, Charles was loving and available to his wife who needed him. He bathed her daily and put rose pedals in the water. He opened the curtains for her and gave her flowers. He delivered food to her bedside and purposefully played the role of her butler. Kim did light up with laughter when she heard Charles' British accent. Charles laid out clothes for Kim and brushed her hair. Most importantly, Charles was there with his wife, comforting her.

"Good morning, sunshine!" Charles happily kissed Kim's head as she rolled over. Kim's hair had grown nests and stuck to her forehead.

Kim, well rested, opened her eyes with zest! She stretched. Then yawned. You look like you are feeling better. Charls looked at his energetic wife.

"I am." Kim rolled herself out of bed and walked to the bathroom.

Charles smiled; he was happy Kim was feeling better.

He left the beautiful, oversized room they shared.

Thirty minutes later, Charles had a nice little breakfast prepared for Kim.

She strolled in looking both happy and healthy. Her beautiful, dark hair shined and swung across her body. Her smile was back too.

"Charles the butler has made a fancy breakfast for his madam, I see", Kim joked in a bad snobby, British accent.

Charles laughed, watching her walk toward him.

Kim walked right to her husband and leaned over his seated body. She planted a kiss on him, with just a little tongue. They both broke the kiss with smiling faces. Their teeth even hit together, before they separated.

Kim brushed her hand around Charles' ear. She looked down into his eyes. Kim's amazing smile showcased her true happiness. Charles gazed back into her wonderful eyes and could see her thankfulness and admiration for him.

Kim grabbed a quick bite to eat but needed to get her life back on track. She wasn't the type to be disorganized. "I'm going to go to the gym," she told her husband. "I need a good sweat."

She knew the gym would help her get moving, physically and mentally.

Charles knew it was good, but he was a little disappointed he would not get to spend the morning with her.

Five minutes away, in the busier part of town, Jess and Mark lay soaked in sweat. Their act had finished, but their legs were still tangled, and they held hands.

"We need silk sheets." Mark said to Jess. His head rested on a pillow and his neck turned towards her.

Jess looked Mark in the eye," how many times has that been?"

Mark looked back unknowingly, he barely shrugged. He didn't care.

"At least 15 times for you and 20 times for me!" Jess thought back counting in her head. "Wow! I've never had so much." Her breathing was still a little fast, but it was beginning to normalize.

"Yes, I will pick up silk sheets from now on. We've earned them!" Jess said happily and proud.

Mark reached up to her head and stroked her hair. He smiled at her personal amazement for the previous three days sex.

"I want to ask you how you feel and what you think. And other stuff. But I'm not going to get a better understanding than us touching each other together, am I?"

Mark understood her complex question. How could he answer questions about sexual urges when he can't communicate the feeling itself. How do you have a discussion when you can't explain how or why? There are many feelings at any one instant. Yes! He wanted to tell her more than anything, but he couldn't. He didn't know what to say or where to start. Humans just call it chemistry. But even that word has limits as to how deeply two people understand and can bond.

His strong new urges gave him things to think about. So much so, Mark was becoming a philosopher, ha! He laughed to himself. He was still uncomfortable and tried his best to ignore any thoughts of other men in his head.

"Yeah. It turns me on. Why? I wish I knew. I know I need you. Lately, something changed or just surfaced. Maybe opened up. I don't know. The thought of you with other men really really turns me on." Mark looked away from Jessica.

"Since we've been talking about you and Charles it's been stronger, much much stronger." Mark tried to explain.

"I looked into it a little. Online." Mark swallowed. "Similar to hot wife or cuck kinks. I don't want to be degraded or embarrassed, though. I'm not into that. That would make me feel bad, like less of a man." He thought. "Emasculated. That would emasculate me and take away my confidence. Maybe worse"

Mark was trying his best to have an open and honest conversation. It was taxing on him to find the right way to say how he felt. It helped him to tell Jess as much, as it helped her to hear him.

"That is extremely important information," Jess said. "I never want to do that to you." She moved her hand and placed it on Mark's chest. She needed him to know she cared.

"You have had a stronger need, over the last few days," Mark tried his best to ask Jess the right questions. "Have you thought about Charles? Or something else?" He wasn't sure he was asking the proper way. Then again, is there a proper way for this conversation.

"I've only thought about him a few times. I'm kind of like trying to warm myself up to being with him like that. I don't know." Jess was very uncomfortable, but she was trying her hardest to open up to Mark.

"I like thinking about you watching me with other men." Jess was happy she could formulate this thought into clear and understandable feelings. "That turns me on. And now that I know you like it...I want to do it for you. Like I want you to be happy." Jess turned in the bed a little, moving her legs.

"I want that. I worry this fantasy or need will cost me a lifetime of you." Mark told Jess the hard truth. "We don't know how things will end up, but I will always love you. It's something we have to try."

Mark was ashamed. He had never been so honest with Jess.

Jess hugged him tightly, realizing how vulnerable Mark was at the moment. She loved him so much, but knew he was right. She kissed his cheek lightly and lovingly whispered, "I love you very very much."

The moment had calmed, and peace echoed in their room. Silence was bliss.

"Can we from now on look up porn and kinky stuff together?" Jess broke the stillness.

Mark laughed at the serious and inappropriate question. "Yes. We can watch porn together." Mark answered plainly.

"No, like learn about it. Research." Jess cleared up any confusion. "We can watch porn for fun and to learn about stuff we like. So, we can talk about it more knowledgeably."

Mark looked at the ceiling then back at her. "That is a great idea! Go get your laptop," Mark laughed watching Jess quickly jump from the bed on her way to the computer, excitedly.

Later that night, in a different house. Kim walked out of her very large and organized master bathroom. The build-up of steam from the shower escaped through the doorway as she exited. Her wet hair was wrapped up in a bright yellow towel and she was wearing a short, thin black robe.

Kim had spent some time catching up on her regular maintenance. Her eyebrows were a little red, from where she had plucked any strays, and her mocha legs were smoother than glass. She paused, standing at the doorway to look at her husband, who was reading in their bed.

Kim cleared her throat wanting his attention. Charles looked over not expecting much, however, Kim surprised him. She leaned against the doorway with her arm above her head, and her legs crossed. She allowed her robe to slip open revealing her freshly bathed and moisturized body.

Charles watched on intently completely forgetting what he was doing. He could see his wife was back in the swing of things; organized and prepared.

"You look sexy as hell!" Charles said. He quickly cleared the bed completely of pillows and junk. He patted the spot next to him, signaling to Kim. Then he pulled the covers back so she could jump into bed.

Kim wagged her finger, no! Letting Charles know he would have to wait. Kim uncrossed her legs and showed her smoothly shaven pussy.

"I wanted to give you a treat for loving me so much!" Kim pouted her lips and turned facing the door jamb. She slowly removed her robe dropping it to the floor. Kim's beautiful profile accentuated her perfect butt and breasts.

Charles widened his legs from his sitting position, allowing both a flow of air and a removal of restrictions to his rising penis.

Kim smiled. She knew her husband desired her. His eyes consumed her. She felt his raw energy, as if it grabbed her.

Charles watched her. He saw every move. He was entranced.

Kim pulled the towel out of her hair with a smooth circular rotation of her head and neck. Her wet hair whipped around dripping on the floor. She smiled at her husband half seductively and half lovingly.

Charles' tent was fully pitched. His plaid pajama pants tightly suppressed his manhood. Charles turned to his side, trying to give himself relief, at the same time showing Kim her results.

Kim moved her body. Slowly rolling her hips. Her muscles showed. She rocked side to side, sliding her arms up and down her body, sexually, grabbing her own tits. She pulled herself into the door jamb. She violently thrust her head back and grabbed her own hair, pulling it. It swung left to right shedding water and her head again rotated in a circular motion. Her pelvis rolled up and with a strong quick movement, she pulled herself into it, with a fucking motion. The door trim remained between Kim's legs, and she thrust her privates back and forth against it, cautiously sliding up and down.

Kim looked at her man. Charles had a mixture of shock and ecstasy plastered across his dumb face. She couldn't be happier.

Kim dropped to the floor. Her tits bounced and her body jiggled. Ripples moved through her ass. She winked at her husband.

Charles had never been happier in his life! When had his wife become a stripper? He asked himself. Did she always have these moves? Fuck she is so hot! He couldn't love her any more, his heart would burst!

Charles felt all of those feelings move to his bulging unit. He pulled his pants down and ripped his shirt trying to get out of it so quickly. He needed her. He needed her NOW!

Kim knew her man and had seen his desperation for her. She knew she had teased enough. She ran to the bed.

Charles' tension was unbearable and his need for release was so obvious. His relatively straight, big cock was so swollen. Kim grabbed it. "God!" She exclaimed in shock. Charles was much bigger than she had ever seen him. With one quick grab he felt one inch longer and two inches wider. How was this possible? She asked herself while starting to jerk him. She threw herself into his lips. They kissed in the most intimate ways, as her hand strokes became longer.

Charles pushed his cock into Kim's hand hard. He grabbed her head and pulled her mouth into his. He kissed her as hard as he could. He locked her lips, tasted her spit, and licked her mouth. He wanted more of her. He needed to consume her. He moaned. His breathing became uneasy, fast... way too fast.

He thrusted again and again. Very hard.

His enormous cock throbbed. His dick veins pumped, expanding and constricting noticeably. His head swelled in Kim's hand.

"Wait!" Kim pleaded.

Charles buried his head in Kim's neck and bit her shoulder. His cock unleashed an ungodly load, shooting rope after rope. Moments had passed before Charles' initial seed dropped back down to splatter on Kim's arm and side.

She pressed against him tightly and continued to stroke him with a slower rhythm.

He pulsed still. Cum erupted from his dick-head onto her mostly covered hand.

She leaned up. Charles was still in the moment and had not come down from his orgasm. His legs were still locked in place and his penis was still producing.

"You are still hard! Rock hard!" Kim told Charles. She continued her hand motion and kissed Charles again.

"You came so much!" She said breaking the kiss to exclaim the news.

She threw her leg across his body and thrust her pussy into his side trying to relieve herself. Her pussy was dripping! She soaked Charles' body. Her hand still stroked.

Charles came down from his high and caught his breath. "Get on my cock!" Charles commanded as he grabbed Kim's ass hard.

Kim was ecstatic. She thought his quick performance was going to diminish her pleasure.

Kim shot up, pushing against his chest with both hands. She didn't fuck around. She just fucked.

Kim sat on Charles' cum covered cock, not needing a guide. She slid right onto him. She inhaled deeply and went to work. She braced herself grabbing Charles by his sides, she rolled her pelvis and dropped it down quickly. She fucked! She bounced up and down squishing with each thrust. Her wet privates oozing with every stroke. Her legs flexed their strong muscles, and her hair fought the earth's gravitational pull. Charles looked up at her and watched her huge utters flop around uncontrollably.

Kim grunted. She couldn't control herself. Her urges overtook her consciousness. She needed a release. She needed cock. She was a slave to this amazing feeling of euphoria.

Kim moaned and shook her head. Her hair was sticking to her sweat covered face and she wanted it away. She couldn't fight it. Her energy was reserved for only one thing. Taking Charles' cock as far as she could.

She dropped down and grinded. Her hips moved in all directions, front, back, side to side. She needed it all. She had to have it. This big dick was the only way she could fight the strong tension. He was the only way. She slid up and down faster. Ugly sounds escaped her mouth. She needed it, she deserved it.

Her body flinched and twitched, possessed by passion. Her eyes glued shut. She licked her lips and breathed deeply through her nose. Her thrusting became more violent with each additional stroke. She swung her head erratically in all directions.

"Ughhh!" Kim uttered loudly.

Her fingers grabbed into Charles' stomach uncomfortably, then she clawed his chest. Skin peeled under her fingernails and blood rushed to the open marks.

"Take my seed!" he hissed. Hurt from the scratches Kim had drug across his torso.

Her hips jerked back and forth. The smooth repetition Kim had used earlier was now vulgar and tired. She was just an animal, getting her bone!

Her head shot back, and her knees shook! Her toes curled in the sheets, and she squeezed her legs together. Her eyes opened widely at the ceiling. "God!" She screamed in a deep, demon like voice. Veins in her neck and forehead popped. Her face turned reddish purple. Kim gripped her husband, grabbing whatever she could.

She forced her pelvis down into Charles, as hard as she could. She could not get his big dick in any further.

"Fuck, Fuck!" She said, breathing in through her nose. Her body spasmed. She thrusted down and forward two times, quickly.

"God! God!" Kim said in a scary deep voice, trying to look at her lover. Her erratic movements still plagued her uncontrollable body.

Kim jumped off Charles once again using his chest as a point of balance for her hands. She had not even come down from the elation of her orgasm. She was acting as a rabid dog with a lack of control.

She immediately swallowed Charles' big dick. She was an addict, uncontrollable and erratic. She bobbed up and down like a fiend.

Sucking and sucking. She worshipped his cock.

She slid her hand under her body touching her sloppy pussy.

Charles grabbed her head. He fucked her mouth with two hard thrusts.

"Ahhh!" He filled her mouth. Kim didn't move. Cum dripped out of her mouth and down his cock. Kim gulped and tilted her head to one side trying to stop the cum from leaking away. Charles' hand still pulled her face down onto his cock, controlling his uncontrollable wife.

She licked and cleaned so much cum from Charles. He relaxed, letting her head go and positioning himself more comfortably. She tasted him slowly with her tongue over the next couple of minutes, never stopping her messy fingers from the attack on her clitoris.

She pushed her head down and into Charles' thigh. Kim's messy hair was draped across his entire lower half. He could hear the rapid sloshing from her slit and see the movement from her shoulder. He looked at her perfect ass propped up in the air, just for him.

Kim's mouth breathed against his leg and she moved her face into him alternating from cheek to cheek. She licked his body and moaned with desire. Her butt vibrated from the action underneath, as Kim opened her legs wider.

"Cum for me!" Charles told Kim.

"Fuuucckkkk!" Kim aggressively yelled into Charles' hard thigh muscle. Her ass bobbed up and down a few times and the rhythm of wet sloshing increased for 15 seconds then slowly faded.

Kim's body noticeably relaxed. She laid still for around one minute.

Charles rubbed her head and back. He was glad she was able to give him that experience.

Kim collapsed in sweat, next to Charles.

Charles rolled over next to her and hugged her tightly with one arm, still very exhausted himself. He felt her breathing reduce to a normal rate and felt her move a few of her extremities.

He looked down and gazed over Kim's perfectly naked body. He watched sweat roll down the side of her back and no matter how many times he has seen the curve of her butt, he cannot get enough. His eyes glued to the sight. Maybe his favorite sight in the world. After some time and mental trying, he moved down her silk legs across her muscular hamstrings to her tight calves and focused on her soft feet.

Unknowingly, she fidgeted. Kim swapped one foot over the other. Perfect timing Charles thought as he melted inside.

After he uninterruptedly watched her feet for two minutes he rolled out of bed. Charles made a quick stop to the bathroom to empty his full bladder that was seemingly used as a punching bag by Kim while she was on top of him.

Then he disappeared into the kitchen for a few minutes.

Charles made his way back to the bed. "Move up here! Charles told a fading Kimberly. He grabbed her arm and pulled, trying to motivate her. "Your pillow is up there." Charles tried to convince her. He waited a few seconds and put his hand on her back softly. "Babe, move your ass up to your spot." Charles whispered in his wife's ear firmly.

He gripped her butt tightly. Kim crawled up to her pillow and laid on her designated side of the bed.

Kim's eyes were still sealed shut. "Turn on your side," Charles babied Kim. She reluctantly moved, kicking her legs to help.

"You've been sick, so I brought you some Pedialyte. You need to drink it all." Charles sat a child proof cup next to Kim's face and guided the plastic straw to her mouth. She drank thirstily. "Leave some, I brought you a brownie, too!" Kim's eyes opened and she sat up a little. She turned her head searching for the delicious treat. Charles handed her the double chocolate chip brownie and moved to the end of the bed.

Charles picked up Kim's left foot and massaged it gently, taking his time. He slid his hand under her leg and rubbed her calf muscle. She spread her toes in bliss, from both the chocolate and his pampering.

Kim had finished her brownie five minutes ago and still laid in the same spot completely unmoved as a slave to her husband's relaxing pleasure. She had become much more aware, although her eyes remained closed.