Here is my next story. It`s quite slow at the start, but then it gets going enough to maybe keep you interested. The group stuff comes in part 2 but I have still placed this in Group Sex so please forgive me. It`s quite long, but hopefully keep you amused. As always any resemblance to persons living or dead are purely accidental. All the characters are made up from my own warped imagination. The story belongs to me, so please do not use it without my permission. As always the tale contains descriptions of many kinds of sexual activity, so if you are under 18, or those kind of things offend you, please move on. Thank you so much for your comments on the last piece. Good and bad, so feel free to do so again. As always this story is set in a utopian World where STD's and unwanted pregnancies do not exist.
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Part 1 (The fish is hooked)
Dan opened his eyes. A noise downstairs had woken him. He had been so deep asleep it had taken him a few moments to register the 02:40 in red numerals on the alarm clock next to his bed. A bed that was empty apart from his own naked body. This wasn`t that unusual as his wife of the last five years was a confirmed night owl. Lynn actually worked three nights a week managing a dance club in the town.
Dan was dog tired. He had worked a fourteen hour day in the Estate Agents he co-ran with his best friend of many years Ian. The hours had been worth it though as he had closed a major deal that evening on a 500,000 pound property on the edge of town that would see at least twenty thousand hit their bank account in the next few weeks.
He glanced over his shoulder and saw the pale light through the open bedroom door emanating from the lounge downstairs. He felt his penis stiffen. This was not one of Lynn`s work nights and she had been out "fishing" when he had returned home. Her note on the kitchen table had been brief.
"Hi Darling. Shepherd's Pie in the Microwave. Gone fishing. Found the perfect spot & potential whopper. Cross your fingers. Love you L xxxx."
Dan had already masturbated immediately after reading that, but hearing his wife shuffling around in the lounge had him hard again in seconds as he anticipated what, or rather who, she may have caught. It had been nearly six months since her last successful fishing trip, and he knew that if she had been lucky again this evening hopefully he would have her luscious lips wrapped around his now very hard dick very shortly.
A brief stop to pee preceded him tip toeing down the stairs stroking his six inches of steel hard flesh. His excitement grew as he saw Lynn sitting at the computer desk in the corner. The light from the screen was the only illumination in the room. He held his breath as he saw that the expensive camera next to her was attached to their laptop.
Lynn was a beautiful woman. Long dark hair the colour of squid ink fell just past her shoulders. Shoulders that he could see were now bare. Her bum was also bare. A perfect peach shape as she squatted on the tiny, padded stool in front of the desk. In fact his wife was totally naked as she sat totally engrossed by whatever she was viewing on the screen. At 28 she looked fantastic. Tall for a woman at five feet eleven. An hour glass figure. Long athletic legs that walked or ran at least ten miles nearly every day come rain or shine. Her dark brown eyes were like bottomless pools that had hypnotised him from the moment he had first stared into them. Her breasts fitted perfectly into his large hands, and although he couldn`t see them he knew those tiny brown nipples at the tip would be rock hard. Her eyes were glued to the screen and she hadn´t even registered him coming down the stairs.
Dan took a moment to stare at the women he loved with all his heart. It was only then that he saw the muscles twitching in her upper right arm, and he heard the almost impeceptible throaty sighs she was making. Lynn was masturbating. Her fingers slowly teasing that tight little pussy below her perfectly waxed mound. Dan couldn`t take it anymore, walking purposely across the beige lounge carpet and coming to a stop beside her. His hand grazed her shoulder causing her to squeal in surprise. She was grinning as she stared up into his glacier blue eyes. "A successful night Darling?" he asked as his hand slid from her shoulder to cup one unfettered breast, feeling the hard nub at its apex hard against his palm.
Lynn let out a low moan as he squeezed tenderly, "Oh yes Darling. This one took a while, but eventually I caught her. I have no doubt this will be the tastiest fish yet."
Reluctantly Dan allowed his eyes to move from his wife`s upturned face. Her eyes were closed as she relished his hand gently massaging her breast while his thumb strummed her rock hard nipple. Dan blinked against the bright light of the lap-top screen. He smiled as he watched a blonde woman very obviously trying to deep throat a medium sized dick that was attached to a young man who looked barely twenty. The woman was very, very pretty. Maybe early thirties. Her short skirt hitched up around her waist as her hand moved between her thighs while she blew the young guy. The action was taking place in a graveyard of all places, but luckily they were doing the deed close to a streetlight, so the detail of the video was quite good. As she stood up and moved to bend over one of the stone tombs the camera caught her face so perfectly you could have used the still as a passport photo.
The young lad now shuffled behind her. The jeans around his ankles restricting his movement somewhat. There was some fumbling before he apparently gained entry and began slamming into her from behind at a rate of knotts. Dan flinched when he felt Lynn`s hand encircle his cock. He had been watching intently and wasn`t expecting that tiny, cold hand, but it soon warmed up as she ran her palm along the underside of his erection while he watched the man on screen shudder violently as he came. Blondie was obviously hot as hell as she spun round, fell to her knees and sucked every last drop of remaining seed from his shrivelling dick. The screen went black just as Dan felt his wife`s hot breath on his painfully engorged glans. He closed his eyes and let his wife perform the most wonderful blow job that inevitably led to him emptying his balls into her demanding mouth in just over a minute.
"Take me to bed and I will tell you all about her," Lynn purred and almost dragged him up the stairs with one hand still holding his saliva slimy cock.
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Hardly surprisingly Dan was ready for round two by the time he had spent twenty minutes buried between Lynn`s thighs. The smell of her arousal thick in his nostrils as his fingers, then tongue, pushed between swollen wet lips. Lynn came loudly as he licked and fingered her before she rode him like a demented jockey until they came together another time, their juices and sweat staining the fresh bed linen of their marital bed as their yells of extasy filled the bedroom.
Even as he came Dan hoped Mrs. Minelli next door had taken enough of her sleeping drops to be fast asleep. The woman still looked good at nearly 60. Her salacious grin on those lipstick plastered lips the following morning after he and Lynn had shared a particularly boisterous sex session always hinted of jealousy mixed with just a tinge of longing.
Lynn lay cradled in the crook of his arm, her black hair tickling the hairs of his chest as her fingers drew tiny circles on his flat tummy. Dan was vainly proud of his figure. He didn`t smoke. Used the gym at least three days a week. Still played local football every Sunday. At thirty three he was still a good specimen of manhood. His blue eyes and six foot, muscled frame made him a bit of a looker in not only his opinion. This was not only vanity. Dan wished he had a pound for every woman that had hit on him as he showed them around potential properties. Sometimes even with their husbands looking around in other parts of the house. One woman in her late forties, still quite fit though, had grabbed his hand and shoved it between her legs where she was definitely not wearing panties of any kind. Her husband meanwhile was ten yards away in the garden calling out inane things like, "We will have to redo the patio sweetheart!" as Sweetheart was trying to force Dan`s fingers into her wet twat.
