May December

May December part 4

Segment 1:

Since this is my tale, I shall call each division a segment. I call them segments instead of chapters. Perhaps, just to be different. Maybe it is just that the next part of the story is mine to tell. My soon-to-be husband, at the time, was and is the best lover I have ever had. But we both enjoy variety.

In the following weeks most of our little group became busy. I was disappointed. I also understood that people have their own lives. But, as luck would have it, on a the following Saturday I ran into Lois and invited her home. It was on a weekend and my lover, David, was running late from work. Lois is always willing to have some fun. I said to my friend. "I have an idea, Lois. I mean, if you are game."

"If it involves your boyfriend. Then you know I am game."

"It will be just this one time. Or, maybe another time or two in the future. I do not want David getting addicted to your pussy."

"Marsha, you are full of shit. I have seen the way he looks at you. The way..., the way he is around you. I could never steal your man."

"That's Good I am glad you know that. Now, when I say play, I have something particular in mind. It might be a bit rough. Well..., what I want you to do is be tied to my bed, awaiting my David when he comes home. It will be a surprise for him."

"Tied to the bed does not sound so bad."

"Well, it is more than that. I am going to tie you in a very uncomfortable and slave-like position. I will have your arms spread to either side of the bed. Your lower body will be rolled back, feet above your head. I will tie your legs with short pieces of rope and tie them to the headboard. Your body will be bent in half with your ass in the air. I am going to lube your ass and then sit on the side of the bed. I will wait for David to come up here and abuse that ass. What do you say?"

"I will try anything once. You have all these straps and stuff?"

I replied, "I sure do. So, you are ready to do this?"

There was an apprehensive look on her face as she replied, "As long as I am not in that position too long, waiting for David to come home."

So, I texted him. I asked him to let me know when he was heading home as it generally takes him about twenty minutes to arrive at the house from his job. "On my way in just a minute, love."

"See you soon, baby. I have a surprise for you today. I hope you are not too tired to take advantage of the surprise." Since the first time David and Lois had first had sex, she had let her hair grow. Her hair was now almost shoulder-length. She had also cut her hair so it was even on both sides. She no longer had the black tips on one side. Lois still has a small nose ring in her left nostril and a diamond stud in her left eyebrow. As David mentioned, Lois has pretty eyes. Her orbs are deep blue. Lois has a narrow and pretty face with a nose a bit on the slight side. Not unattractive by any means. Lois has thin lips and a cleft chin, which David had told me made her look pretty. Lois has large D-cup breasts that accent her narrow waist, and she also has a flat stomach. She has long and sexy legs, and she is tall, perhaps five feet ten or eleven inches. David loves her sexy and ample ass.

"Quick, he is on his way home. We have to get you into position. First, get undressed." Lois complied as I thought to myself that I should keep her around, keep her as a friend for her kinkiness. She was very compliant as I tied her hands and her wrists to the upper corners of the bed. I then had her roll her legs back. With hospital restraints I had acquired, I strapped them to the headboard through decorative holes on the headboard. I used short pieces of rope. I tied them to the hospital restraints at such an angle that her legs could not fall to either side. I was lubing her ass for easy entry when I heard the front door open.

I quickly ran to the bedroom door and called, "David, wait there. I will be right down." I quickly ran down the stairs. My David was sitting on the couch and had just turned on the TV. "God, you are as sexy as ever, my love."

"I bet you say that to all the studs."

"I do, but you are my special stud. Now, come on. Let's go upstairs so I can give you your surprise."

He gave me one of his looks. That quizzical look that I so enjoy. I took his hand and led him up the stairs and into the master bedroom. "Oh, my God. What is this, Marsha?" As he said this, David walked to the side of the bed. "Oh, hi Lois."

She quickly answered back, "Hello, David."

I then said, "Shit, I forgot to gag her."

I quickly pulled the ball gag from a drawer in my dresser where I had it. I leaned in, and Lois said, "Hey, you never said anything about a gag."

"Well, you can just wiggle your fingers if it becomes too much." She did not fight me as I placed the gag in her mouth and strapped it around her head, buckling it with velcro in the back. While this was happening, my more and more wild David was undressing. "So, baby, her ass is all yours."

I watched Lois's eyes bulge. Perhaps it was a little bit of fear. David climbed onto the bed with his cock in hand. "I guess you can not answer, but I hope you are ready because I am going to fuck your ass now."

I went and sat on the small couch as he pushed his cock into her ass. He had his hands on the back of her thighs. He pushed his cock into her. I could not help myself, "Fuck her hard, David. Use her ass. Make her another butt slut. Fuck her good, baby."

David looked at me and puckered his lips, giving me the kissing motion. Meanwhile, Lois was groaning a bit, with David's cock sinking deeper and deeper into her backside. "God, your ass is so tight. B-but...," he asked me. "Why trussed up like this?"

That is when I went to the drawer where I had retrieved the ball gag. I grabbed a riding crop from the door I had also purchased. "Well, my love, Lois has been a bad girl. I think she needs to be punished," I said. I then leaned over to look at her face. I watched as her eyes went wide. Handing the crop to David, I continued, "Whip that ass, baby. Lois needs a good lesson learned."

"Shit, uh, Marsha," Mind you, he was still fucking her ass, "I don't think I can do that."

He had the crop in his right hand. "Whip her. Or, I will. I think we both know who will whip her harder."

So, finally, David began to spank her ass with the crop. Looking at Lois, I could see it stung just a little, but he was not swinging at her ass that hard. "Left cheek five times..., right cheek five times. Okay?" He did as I asked. As I expected, he barely whipped the thing on her bottom. But it was enough to turn me on, and I believe it turned David on.

I thought

,

at least a little bit

. I then went to the couch and pulled up my skirt. I took off my underwear. There was a dildo handy that I had sat on a small lamp table next to the couch. Watching and I began to fuck myself earnestly.

David dropped the crop and went back to fucking Lois, this time a bit more urgently. He slid his hands further up her legs and began to pound her. "Fuck, fuck, fuck. I..., I am so sorry, Lois. Fuck, I am going to cum in your beautiful bottom. Oh, Jesus, your ass is so tight." I watched in awe, my orgasm building from the toy in my pussy. In awe because he managed to bury his entire cock in her ass, over and over. "Fuck, I am c-cumming Lois. F-fuck..., fuck, fuck, FUCK, I AM CUMMING. CUMMING SO HARD IN YOUR ASS!" His words sent me over, and I had a climax as he pushed his cock, burying it deep into her body. His body pressed against her ass he unloaded his cum in her bowels.

Segment 2:

As they finished, I went to the bathroom to clean up. When I came out after just a few minutes, I found Lois laying her head on David's chest. Lois then sat up. She was looking at me when she said, "David, let's go take a shower. I want some good old regular sex."

David looked at me, and I then replied, "Sounds good, you two have fun. I am going out, baby. Have fun, don't wait up. I am not sure how late I will be."

David said, "Anywhere or anything I should be concerned about? What I mean is, what is the big secret?"

I was dressing in a short green dress, as I said, "Let's talk in the hallway for a minute." I was looking at Lois when I said, "Go start the shower. David will be in there in a few." I stepped out into the hallway, and David followed me. "Remember we said we need to recruit more guys to our, well, our sex group, I guess we call it?"

"Yes. So what did you have in mind?"

"Are you going to be jealous," I responded with a big grin.

"That would be kind of dumb as I am about to go into the shower and fuck your friend."

"Okay, let's just say I have a guy in mind. He is an older gentleman. You know I like them older. If things go well, then I might be up late. Or even all night. Okay?"

He leaned over and pulled me to him, his hardening cock against my waist. "Just be careful, baby."

"I will. Don't worry."

My plan was simple. It was still early as I headed out to the shop. The shop that David worked at. The place closed at six every evening. David had mentioned, though, that Monty, the owner of the place, often worked late. Monty is older than David by a few years. He is the owner and manager of the shop that my beau worked at. I had met him a few times. Because of that, I was certain that he would remember me.

David had worked very early and arrived home at half past five that evening. It was just after seven when I arrived at the shop. I looked through the glass at the front of the store. The desk for the shop is around the corner and to the left. The area in front of the desk is a shop with electrical supplies that he sells, along with running a repair shop. I knocked on the glass, but no one answered immediately. After I knocked on the glass a second time, the indoor lights in the front area came on. A few seconds later, Monty came around the corner.

Now Monty is one of those grizzled-looking guys. He is unshaven much of the time. He probably had a week's growth of hair on his face. Monty is a big guy, perhaps six feet four or five inches tall. Mr. Dawson, Monte, is built like a tank. He has muscular arms and a muscular chest. That chest was barely able to accommodate the shirt he was wearing. Monte has a flat stomach, long muscular legs, and a trim waist.

Two years previous, his wife had died after a long battle with breast cancer. David told me that Monte rarely went out after the death of his wife. I knocked on the window of the shop. He smiled at me as he came to the door. I knew then that he recognized me. He quickly unlocked the door and waved me in, "Come, come. I am surprised to see you here so late. It's Marsha, right?"

I smiled at him and replied, "Yes, Marsha." I had stepped inside, "Can we talk?" I nodded my head towards his office space around the corner. I noticed that he checked me out in my sexy outfit. That was encouraging.

He lead me to his desk, a very comfortable couch to one side, a chair opposite his big desk. He motioned for me to sit in the chair across from his desk. Then he began to speak, "Well, little lady, what's on your mind?"

I hesitated, unsure of how to begin. The first thing I did was to remove my coat. I threw it across the back of the couch. I was wearing a green, low-cut dress. The dress went halfway up my thighs. I leaned forward to make sure that Monty had a good look at my cleavage. A good look at my tits. The dress has plenty of cleavages, which David loves. As previously mentioned, I am five feet six inches tall. I have long dark brown hair and brown eyes. I have a narrow nose, but the cheeks of my face are a bit too round for my taste. Just a bit of baby fat is what David likes to say. I have been told that my round chin is attractive. I know that I have full and sexy lips. I am also very proud of my body. I have C-cup firm breasts and a slim and fit body. Many men have stared at me since I was about fifteen. I have nice legs that end in a perfectly round ass. For this encounter, I had put on two-inch heels, which more than accented my legs.

I stood up and let my dress ride up my legs on purpose. I was still thinking about the words I might say to Monty. I decided to sit on his desk across from him. I crossed my legs so he could see my sexy legs and finally settled on some words. "Well..., Monty. I have heard you have been without female companionship for a long while. Would you like to change that this evening?"

He stared at me for a moment but finally spoke. "Uhm, Marsha? I thought that you were engaged to David. I mean, he is one of my closest buddies, and he works for me."

"I assure you, Monty, that David would not mind. That David is aware of me seducing someone. Well, he is aware of me trying to seduce someone. He might not know it is you in particular, but I do not think he would mind."

"You are certain of this. That David would not be upset that it is me?"

"Why, Monty. Or should I call you Mr. Dawson? Are you tempted?"

He leaned his head on his hand and gave me a thoughtful look. I was sure, for a moment, that his moral compass would get the better of him. Finally, he lifted his head from his hands and said, "God..., yes, I am tempted. But, young lady, I feel like I would be disrespecting you. Moreover, I would be disrespecting David, who works for me. And David is my friend."

"Let me ask you this. If David said it is okay for you to, well, fuck me. Would you fuck me if David told you it was alright?"

"What do you mean?" I held up my cell phone and looked at him. "I mean, if I gave him a call, or you could call him and ask?"

"Okay, but why? I am not sure I get it."

"If you call David, ask him."

"Okay, one second. Let me call David. I am curious about what the fuck is going on."

He took my phone from my hand and quickly pushed the one button, assuming David would be my number one auto-dial. He was correct. David told me later, that he was in the middle of fucking Lois doggy style when the phone rang. He thought of not answering it, but something told him to look and see who might be calling. As soon as my name popped up, David decided to answer it. After he said hello, Monty began his conversation, "Hey, David, your..., well honey, is here. She has, how shall we say this, she has propositioned me. I want to see if. Well, actually, what the fuck is going on, David?"

David said he then reclined on the bed beside Lois and told her he would be ready in a few minutes to continue. "Well, boss, I hope you don't think less of me. We..., well, we have sort of a sex group. But we need more guys. She did not tell me she was going to see you in particular. But I am not averse to it. I mean, if it is okay with you."

"Well, let me put it this way. If your fiancee is home late, or not until morning, then I guess you can figure out what my decision was. At least as far as, well, having sex with Marsha. More than that...? You will have to speak to her tomorrow."

Monty then hung up the phone. He looked at me for half a minute and said, "This side of my desk, girl. Come here." I climbed down from my perch on his desk and walked around to his side of that desk. "Did you mean this?" I smiled at him, and he continued, "Let me tell you one thing, it has been a long while since I..., since I have had sex. I might last five minutes at best."

I stood in front of him, a smile on my face. "Well, you said it yourself. We have all night. May I make a suggestion?"

"Mr. Dawson. Call me Mr. Dawson. I have thought about it. I have decided I want you to call me Mr. Dawson. Anyway, what Might that suggestion be?"

"Sit down, how about if I suck your cock? I happen to be getting pretty good at blow jobs. So, sit down and let me show you a good time." Without hesitation, he sat in his chair. It rolled a bit, so he reached down and locked the wheels. I then went to my knees and began to unbuckle his pants. I smiled at him, "How about if we take these pants off."

He kicked his shoes off. "I can not believe I am going to do this. I mean, young lady, you are beautiful. Why..., why are you so willing to give up your... I don't know, I am going to sound old-fashioned. Your virtue."

I was pulling down his pants at this point, and I almost laughed. "That truly is old-fashioned, Monty, I mean Mr. Dawson. I happen to like sex." As I finished with his pants and removed them from around his ankles, I began to stroke his cock. I might add a rather fat cock, perhaps seven or so inches, but very fat. "How does that feel, Monty? Do you like me stroking your cock?"

"Yes, it feels good." Looking into his eyes, I brought my mouth to his cock. I lowered my mouth down onto his manhood. Slowly I sucked up and down, enjoying the taste, the feel of his cock in my mouth. Since my first time sucking a cock, David's cock, I enjoy sucking a dick. "God..., yes. Yes, it feels good, Marsha." I began to suck up and down on his cock more urgently, one hand wrapped around his cock, though my fingers could not surround it. The other hand, my left hand cupped his balls, holding them gently. "Fuck..., Jesus, where did you learn to do this."

I did not respond but simply grasped the shaft of his cock, and pushed it against his body. I then took his left ball into my mouth and gently touched it with my tongue. I released it and then began to suck his other ball, this time a bit more roughly. I did not suck it hard enough to cause him pain. Just enough for pleasure. Still stroking his cock, I looked up at him after having released his nut from my mouth. "Do you want to cum in my mouth, Monty?"

"Yes, Marsha," as he answered, I brought my mouth to the shaft of his cock and began to suck it in earnest. It was a bit difficult, but I managed to get half of his massively fat member into my mouth. I rubbed more than twirled my tongue over the sensitive spot on the underside of his cock at the tip. Mostly because his cock was so thick. "Fuck, yes, like that, Marsha. S-suck my cock. God, yes. I..., I am going to cum soon." I then moved faster up and down, expecting at any moment a blast of his cum. I grasped the base of his cock with one hand while I sucked on his cock with true abandon, moving faster than I ever had before on a cock.

"I..., I am about to cum. Yes, God, yes. F-fuck yes. I, here goes. Oh God, I am about to cum, cum very hard. Oh God, fuck, here..., here goes. Shit. Yeeeeees." He began to squirt, to shoot his cum into my mouth. It was a massive amount; Monty told me on the drive to his house that he had not had a release since his wife died. His cum poured down my chin and onto my dress. I tried to swallow most of it, but there was too much. "God, young lady, that was amazing. Fuck, so amazing."

After I finished, Monty kept apologizing for making a mess on my dress. I went to the bathroom and used paper towels to clean the dress. Once exiting the bathroom, I went to him. He had a hangdog look, and I had to suppress a smile. "Are you alright, Mr. Dawson?"

"I guess I am a bit embarrassed. I mean..., I got a bit carried away."

"Carried away? It was my idea, Mr. Dawson. I like..., well, servicing men. I enjoyed sucking your cock. How about we go to your house and spend some time together? I want to convince you to join our group."

"I am not going to say it is not tempting. But I still feel a bit weird about it. I mean, you

are

David's bride-to-be."

"Monty, David is at our house right now, fucking a friend of mine, Lois. David and I have decided that though we love each other, we like, we enjoy having sex with other people. You should not feel any guilt about this. What if we get in your car and drive to your house? I can pick up my car tomorrow. So, what about it?"

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