Adam's Journey

I held out my right hand, in which I was holding the two bottles of wine by their necks, and Rick took them, one in each hand, and turned to take them to the kitchen.

Sue came over and gave me a hug, and a quick kiss, about which she seemed to be a little hesitant and self conscious. As she started to pull away I took her face in my hands and kissed her properly, long and deep, our lips crushed together and tongues tangling. I think when we broke from that we were both ready to get started, then and there, and we found that Rick had stopped and was watching us intently.

Sue breathed "Ohhh, wow! Uhh, come on in Adam, have a seat. Can Rick get you something to drink? We have about anything, or Rick can mix up something if you like, or we just opened a bottle of Chardonnay. Or he could open one of those if you prefer."

"Let's keep it simple and make it a little of that Chardonnay Rick, that sounds good. We'll save those bottles for later unless one of you wants some now."

Rick looked at the bottles as his wife leaned against my side, putting her arm around my waist. I put my arm over her shoulder, letting my hand fall where my fingertips were just brushing the upper mound of her right breast. I felt softness and warmth, and knew that if I slid my fingers down just a little, just under the edge of her thin sweater, I would find her nipple hard and begging to be sucked.

She, in turn, reached across with her right hand and began to run her fingers over the bulge in the front of my jeans. This did two things. It of course felt great and started my physical reaction, but it also caused her breast to push up even further out of her top because of the pressure of her arm across under it.

Rick, reading the bottle, said "2005 Pinot Noir California. I'm not real familiar with Pinot Noirs. Russian River, where's tha..." His voice faltered as he glanced up and saw us, his eyes going from my hand to hers, watching our fingers play over each other's bodies. As he stared I let my fingers continue down and find her nipple, pushing her sweater below it so that I could have better access. And, of course, so that he could see me gently pinch and tug on her enormous aroused tip, rubbery and firm in my fingers. She has great nipples.

I played it cool, willing my voice not to shake. "It's in Northern California, north of Santa Rosa. If you ever go there stay in Healdsburg, they have this great classic old hotel, small but really nicely remodeled. Very romantic."

As though I wasn't fondling his wife and she wasn't touching my cock as I suggested a romantic place for him to take her. It didn't matter, he wasn't hearing a word I said. The only two senses he had time for were sight, as he watched us play with each other, and the feeling of his cock hardening in his pants.

Sue broke his trance, fingers still exploring me as she said "Ricky, you're being rude standing there and staring. Go put those up and get Adam a glass of wine. We'll be in the living room." He reluctantly turned away, continuing to the kitchen as Sue led me into their living room. It was a beautiful room, warm and inviting, with the kind of big, overstuffed comfortable furniture that I prefer myself. We sat on a tan leather loveseat, Sue huddling tight against my side.

I let my legs fall apart, and she cupped her hand betwen them, pressing against my balls, then letting her fingers walk down the thick bulge trapped against my right thigh. I was hard and getting harder, and the downward-pointing position of my cock was almost uncomfortable. The thin denim left almost nothing to the imagination, and she traced the ridge of my cockhead with her fingertip.

"Did you take the pill I gave you?"

"Yeah, I sure did."

"Is it working?"

"Can't you tell?"

She laughed "Well, you never know, you seem to get hard pretty easy anyhow."

"Sue, before I came over here, just thinking about you, I got so hard I thought it might shatter."

She laughed again, obviously pleased with the thought that I was so turned on thinking about her. "Well, you poor baby, I'm sure we can do something to remedy that situation. We sure don't want that beautiful cock to shatter."

Rick walked back in carrying my glass of wine as she said this, and he almost stumbled as he saw us still touching each other. Sue didn't stop fondling my hard cock, and let him watch as her fingers ran across and around the outline of my cock against the fabric. His hand shook visibly as he handed me my wine, and he almost sloshed it on us.

Sue admonished him "Careful Ricky, if you spill wine in Adam's lap I will make you lick it off."

I shuddered a little inwardly at that thought, although I was near that level of arousal that you reach where almost anything goes. If Sue kept touching me this way I'd probably shove my cock in Rick's mouth myself, just to get the relief.

I unbuttoned Sue's sweater two more buttons, which pretty much had her big breasts spilling out. I pushed her sweater down and lifted her breasts up, freeing them so that they now were fully exposed, the sweater still buttoned and bunched below and pushing them up and together.

Sue's large nipples were puckered and erect, dark and inviting. I lowered my head and took one of her glorious nipples in my mouth, sucking hard and insistently at it while my tongue flicked across the tip. I heard her and Rick both moan at the same time, and I couldn't help it, I stopped sucking and laughed out loud as I glanced at him!

"Dude! What are you moaning about, I'm not sucking your tit!" Sue also laughed, while Rick blushed bright red.

"Adam, I think my little cuckold husband is having sympathy arousal - you know, like the sympathy pains a husband gets when his wife is in labor? Ricky, when Adam makes me cum, are you going to cum too?"

Rick, still blushing, said "I don't know. Maybe. You two just look so hot together. Suzy, baby, you look so beautiful tonight." She smiled at him, and a look passed between them, a look of love, but something more too.

I'm not sure I would describe Sue as beautiful; certainly not in the sleek and sensuous way that Kristi is, who is to me a perfect whole which, even when broken down feature by feature, is difficult to find fault with. Also not in the way that Kori is, with her quick laugh and soft and gentle nature, but incredibly female figure and almost shockingly overt sexuality; nor Rain, with her petite, fine-boned elegance, small, perfect curves, and flashing blue eyes below her delicately arched eyebrows and dark, shining hair.

I thought of Sue more as pretty, or maybe cute is a better word, at least in her normal mode. Tonight I think perhaps hot, or maybe sexy or exciting would be a more appropriate description than beautiful, but I realized that what Rick said came from his heart, and that he absolutely meant every word. I realized that Sue is to Rick what Kristi was to me, plus the mother of his children, and now I really felt guilty for being there.

Or at least I did until Sue said "Why thanks honey, but you tramped me up this way to make me look more fuckable to Adam, not so I'd look pretty to you, right?" And Rick agreed!

"Isn't she gorgeous Adam? I'm so lucky to have such a hot, sexy wife, I hope you like her."

I was thinking 'Yeah, you're so lucky your wife is about to get laid by some other guy. That's just damn lucky all right', but what I said was "Your Suzy is one hot babe Rick, she's definitely working for me. Thanks, by the way, in case I forget to say it later."

He smiled, and kind of muttered "Your welcome", but his eyes were on his wife's hand, in my lap and stroking my cock and balls through my pants. I glanced down and saw the flash of the diamonds on her wedding ring as she fondled me, which I thought was a particularly nice touch.

Sue saw where he was looking and said "Ricky, don't you wish you looked this good in a pair of tight pants? But the ladies would probably just laugh at your tiny little bumps, if they noticed them at all. I bet nobody laughs at your package, do they Adam?"

I cringed a little for him, and felt myself blush, but could see he was loving the verbal abuse and decided to pile on, just a little. "Well, I used to be the butt of a lot of jokes about it in high school (which was true, by the way), but I figured out pretty fast it always came from the guys with the tiny little dicks. They were just jealous."

Rick looked up at me. "Really?"

"Yeah, but if they teased me too much I just fucked their girlfriends. The girls never laughed at me after that, but they did at their boyfriends' little bitty penises from that point on. You know how that goes after the woman has tried a really big cock, right?"

That part was not true, but I could see Rick turning it over in his head, so it had worked as planned. He mulled it for a few seconds, then said "Wow, that must have been fun!"

Sue laughed. "For who, dear?"

He smiled. "Well, I think for everyone involved."

I had to laugh at his honest answer. "Nah, it usually pissed the guys off pretty bad, but at least their ladies got to try a big cock on for size, and that's always a good thing, right Sue?"

She agreed, as I marveled inwardly at my own chutzpah. The truth was that other than Izzy I had been almost painfully shy around girls in high school, beginning to cope better only in my senior year. There had been the few bold and slutty girls that had hit on me, or just pretended to befriend me before asking to see my cock after they got wind of my unusual size through the grapevine - or had maybe figured out why some of the guys called me mule - but those encounters had been rare and usually ended embarrassingly quickly as I came in their hand or on their boobs with very little effort on their part. Still, it seemed they told their friends about the experience, and their curiosity led to more. I did somewhat better later, and in college.

I was absent-mindedly stroking and pinching Sue's nipples as we talked, and they were staying hard and huge. I let my fingers just bump across them, tweaking her nubs, and she shrugged her shoulders and shook her tits a little, making a soft "Ohhhh!" sound.

"God that feels good Adam, you're driving me crazy! Ricky, are we ready to eat, or are me and Adam just gonna fuck, because one or the other better happen really soon!"

Rick jumped up. "Oh! Yeah, I forgot all about it! Everything should be done, you two go ahead to the table and I'll get dinner brought out."

Out of habit, I asked "Anything I can do to help you with that?"

Sue quickly jumped me "No Adam, that's his job, just come sit with me while he does his work."

We walked into their dining room, Sue with her big breasts still exposed and me trying not to limp with my almost painfully hard cock trapped in the wrong position, while Rick headed to the kitchen. He had the table set with one setting on each side and one at the head of the table, and Sue quickly said "Here Adam, help me change this."

She moved the place setting from the head of the table so that two were on one side facing the other, and I brought the chair around from the end, realizing her plan. We sat down side by side, very close together, and continued to play. I bent forward and suckled her nipples while her hand busied itself in my lap, and I heard rather than saw Rick walk into the room and stop dead.

I heard him whisper "Oh, man!", and raised my head to look at him. He was holding the bottle of Pinot Noir I'd brought, now opened, along with three wine glasses, and staring at us. Or rather at his wife's saliva slickened nipples.

"Your wife has the most incredible nipples Rick, so big and hard. I bet if I look up the word 'suckable' in the dictionary there's a picture of Sue's tits."

They both laughed at that old corny line; apparently it was new to them - or maybe they were just being polite.

Sue said "You're just spoiled Adam, you date all those hardbodied young beauties so you're not used to working class boobs. My nippys took a pretty good beating nursing those two girls, they've never been the same since."

It didn't seem like the time to tell them all about Izzy, and the fact that I'd sucked the nipples that had nursed her three boys. Which, being boys, I assumed they had gone after the tit even more enthusiastically than her girls had. Why, I had even nursed at Izzy's breast myself a couple times when we had gotten together while she was still in nursing/lactating mode; one more experience she had shared with me, and one I remembered with great fondness.

But now was not the time, with Sue unzipping my pants and sliding her hand inside as I moved my hand up her thigh to touch her moist panties, and Rick continuing to put the food and drink on the table. I poured wine into each of our glasses as Rick finished bringing in the meal he had prepared, enjoying the deep burgundy color of the Pinot Noir as it climbed the glass. I swirled and savored the bouquet, and took a small sip to be sure the bottle was good. It was, as expected, excellent.

Rick had gone all out, preparing a nice salad and some sort of garlic and cheese flavored potatoes, steamed vegetables, flaky dinner rolls, and the delicious looking salmon fillets. He had lightly seared the salmon, then baked it with herbs and spices. I could smell a little onion, and a touch of rosemary and something I couldn't identify, but it looked and smelled spectacular and I told him so.

"Rick, I'm really impressed. You really did all this yourself?"

Sue assured me that he had, shrugging her breasts back into her sweater as she prepared to eat dinner. "Rick is a great cook Adam, but I still do most of the routine, everyday cooking. He can't do anything but a huge masterpiece, so it would be too much of a production for him to do this all the time. He puts me to shame on the gourmet end of things though."

I was a little disappointed that she had covered herself, but I could see why she would. Still, with her top unbuttoned as it was, and her nipples pushing against the soft knit, it left little to the imagination. I noticed she had made no effort to re-zip me, and I left it alone.

Smiling at Rick, I laid it on a little. "It's a good thing I didn't know I had a gourmet cook across the street, I'd have been over here a couple times a week for dinner. Kristi is a decent cook, and I can grill about anything, but this goes way beyond our abilities. Thanks Rick, this looks great."

He smiled, obviously enjoying the praise. "No problem Adam. You should come and bring Kristi sometime, I'd be happy to whip up something. I love cooking, but Suzy's right, it is a big mess when I get in the kitchen."

"Thanks Rick, that's really nice of you, but..."

Sue cut me off. "Honey, Adam and Kristi have split up. I meant to tell you."

He looked at me, chagrined. "Oh. Sorry. Jeez Adam, why? She's such a pretty girl, and she always seemed so sweet."

"It's a long story Rick, and I'd rather not put a damper on the evening. We're still talking to each other. Sort of."

We were eating as we talked, and the food was every bit as fabulous as it had looked. The Pinot turned out to be an excellent compliment to the meal Rick had prepared, and they each commented on it. I made a mental note to do the generous thing and pass a bottle of my remaining stock on to them. Trading a couple bottles of wine for this meal and the coming encounter with his wife seemed a pretty good bargain for me.

I was ravenously hungry, a phenomenon I've noticed whenever I either am aroused and looking forward to an evening of hot sex, or when coming off a comparable evening. For me it seems one appetite triggers the other, and the heightened senses and awareness make everything look, smell, taste and feel better. Weird, I know, but true.

During the meal Sue continued to have wandering hands, her left periodically reaching under the table and touching me, either stealing inside my pants to feel as much of me as she could access, or tracing my sex on the outside of my pants. She kept me very aroused through the meal, the Cialis undoubtedly contributing to my rock hard state.

To let no good deed go unpunished, I did the same to her, touching her aroused pussy through her silky panties and slipping a finger under the elastic and into her slick heat to touch her hard clit. She was very engorged, and extremely wet.

We continued to carry on a conversation as we did this, but I noticed that Rick's eyes always followed our movements. He knew that his wife was touching me as we ate the meal he had prepared, and he probably knew very well the aroused condition of his wife's body, and that I was exploring and exploiting it.

We had finished the wine, and were finishing up the meal, when I noticed that Sue had stopped eating and was just sitting, holding her fork, and breathing heavily. I was slowly stroking her slick, swollen clit at the time, and I increased the pressure and speed of my fingers slightly. Within a matter of seconds she moaned, then put her head back and closed her eyes.

Suddenly her hips bucked involuntarily as she thrust against my hand, and she groaned "Ohhh god, oh my god!", shuddering as an orgasm rocked her body.

Rick was sitting speechless, mouth slightly open and eyes wide and staring as he watched his wife climax. When Sue caught her breath and recovered slightly she said "Whew! That was nice, a great meal, some wine, and a wonderful orgasm for dessert. I'd like another helping of that dessert please!"

Rick finally found his voice, stammering slightly as he began to speak. "I - I did fix something for dessert, it's got cherries and chocolate, plus whipped cream..." His voice trailed off as he looked at us, realizing that we were no longer thinking of food.

I winked at him. "Maybe later Rick. I've got something else in mind that I'd like for dessert right now, and I bet it's tastier than anything you could fix."

I stood and held out my hand to Sue. I saw Rick look at my pants, unzipped and bulging, and I noticed I had about a half-dollar sized wet spot well down my thigh where I had been leaking pre-cum. I didn't care.

Sue took my hand and I pulled her to her feet. She kissed me, long and deep, then turned to Rick. "We'll be in the living room honey. Why don't you clear the table and get all this cleaned up and put away, and clean up the kitchen, and then come join us. Don't take too long, you don't want to miss too much!"

We both laughed at the look on his face. She put her arm around me and gripped my ass as we walked away, and I did the same, sliding my hand under her short skirt to cup her soft, warm bottom.

I'm sure Rick enjoyed that view as we rounded the corner into the living room and out of his sight.

Sue led me to the same soft leather loveseat we had occupied earlier and we sat down, her hands going immediately to my belt buckle. I stopped her, grabbing her hands in one of mine, and used the other to tilt her face up to kiss her. As we broke, I said "Uh-uh, nope. You've been driving me crazy all evening with all your touching, it's my turn now."

I pushed her back onto the cool leather and leaned over her, pushing my tongue into her mouth as I unbuttoned a couple more buttons on her red sweater. I kissed my way down her neck and roughly freed her left breast, taking her hard nipple into my mouth and giving it a good, hard sucking. I then grasped her nipple between my front teeth, none too gently, and tugged, slowly stretching it out.

As I did this I was gently working my left hand up between her thighs, gradually getting closer and closer to the promised land as I tickled her sensitive flesh. Sue gasped and moaned, then wiggled as she let out a small cry.

I paused, releasing her nipple, and looked at her. "Did I hurt you?"

"No. Well, yes, maybe just a little. Now stop talking and hurt me some more!"