Hormones Pt 05

Keith and Sarah

Having had lovely sex before getting up on Sunday morning, Sarah's over active libido was having a quiet spell, which gave her time to think and form a bit of a plan.

"Keith darling, I want to talk to you about what happens next, but, would you rather wait until you are feeling a bit horny again?"

"I'm fine to talk now darling, I'm still excited in my head, even though my body is completely satisfied. Are you a bit less horny now?"

"Yes darling, I am, but we both know that I won't stay this way for very long. That's why I thought we should talk now, while I can think straight."

"OK, well, you start." Keith suggested.

"What I need to know first is, now that you are satisfied, do you still like the idea of me having lovers. Please tell me the honest truth." Sarah asked.

"Well, it isn't as strong a fantasy now that I've had two orgasms, however, just talking about it is starting to excite me, so the answer is yes, I still want you to have lovers. For some reason the idea really excites me, which probably makes me some sort of pervert, don't you think?"

"No, I don't think that my love. Kinky, yes, but not a pervert." She answered with a little chuckle.

"Oh, that's alright then." Keith replied, also chuckling.

"The thing is," Sarah started, but hesitated, looking for the right words, "I have no idea how to start."

"Hmmnn, perhaps we should start with Simon. You do fancy him, don't you?" Keith suggested.

"Yes, I do, and I know he fancies me, but won't it be awkward for you, as he's a friend?"

"I don't think so, and it would be a safe way to start. He actually told me that he intends to fuck you, and he asked whether I would try to stop him." Keith confessed.

"Gosh! What did you say?"

"I said no."

"Ok, so, how do we go about it? Will you help?"

"Yes I will, in fact, I have an idea. I heard Kelly saying that she's out all day today, shopping, and there's a rugby match on. I thought I could give Simon a ring and invite him to watch it here, over a few beers. I'm sure he'll try his luck with you again, and this time you can let him succeed. What do you think?"

"It sounds brilliant my love, but won't it be horrible for you, watching him seducing me right in front of you?" Sarah queried, feeling very excited.

"I can't think of anything more exciting than watching you being seduced, but are you ok with me watching?"

"I'm really excited by the idea of you watching as well, especially as it won't feel quite so much of a betrayal. So shall we do it?"

"I'll phone him now. For some reason I'm a bit nervous, but also very excited!" Keith admitted.

"Hi Simon, it's Keith."

"Hi Keith, how the devil are you?"

"I'm great thanks, and you?"

"Fine, what can I do for you?"

"Well, yesterday I heard your lovely wife say she was going out shopping all day, so I was wondering whether you fancy coming round to watch the six nations game. We could have a few beers and shout at the ref."

There was a slight pause as Simon framed his response.

"Yes, that sounds good, and, talking of lovely wives, will yours be home, or is she also out?"

Keith felt his cock twitch as his friend mentioned his wife.

"She'll be here, hopefully serving our beers." Keith added, sweetening the deal.

"That's it, you've convinced me, I'll be there about three. Kick off's at three thirty isn't it?"

"Yup, see you then."

"Wow!" Sarah exclaimed.

"Now you have to work out what to wear," Keith commented, "very sexy is the order of the day."

"I'll start choosing while you go to the supermarket and buy a lot of beer for you guys, and Pinot Grigio for me." Sarah instructed.

After that exciting start, the day seemed to drag by slowly. Sarah had chosen her outfit, and Keith had bought the booze, they ate lunch in almost complete silence, both of them lost in their own thoughts. Eventually the clock reached three, and only two minutes later the doorbell rang.

"You go, I'm too nervous!" Sarah told her husband.

"OK."

Keith walked towards the door with his heart hammering in his chest.

"Simon...come in!" He greeted his friend.

"Keith...long time no see! Ha ha."

Simon gave Keith a really firm handshake, then looked past him at Sarah.

"Wow Sarah, you look ravishing!" He told her, pushing past her husband to get to the object of his lust.

Simon walked over to Sarah, wrapped his arms around her, and kissed her passionately on the lips. Keith just watched as his cock slowly hardened, and his heart continued to pound.

Sarah could feel her arousal growing rapidly, as Simon's hand slid down her back and onto her left bum cheek. He pulled her in tight, and she could feel his cock growing.

"I love her outfit mate, this dress is so thin and short, I can really appreciate her gorgeous arse. Listen, while your wife and I are getting to know each other better, why don't you pour us some beers."

"Oh, ok." Keith answered, a little uncertainly.

"I think you need to let go of me Simon." Sarah asked, although it wasn't what she wanted.

"What if I say no?" He replied.

"Well, there isn't much I can do about it, but, if you can be a little patient, I'm sure you'll get what you want."

"Fair enough." Simon said, releasing Sarah and turning to accept his beer from Keith.

"I'll put the TV on." Keith suggested, still feeling nervous.

"I'll get my own wine shall I?" Sarah asked her husband sarcastically.

"Oh, sorry love, I forgot." He answered.

Simon flopped down into Keith's favourite arm chair, so Keith sat on the sofa, and Sarah perched on the arm of the sofa, as they all watched the talking heads discussing the upcoming game against Italy. Everyone agreed that England should win easily, and that the only interesting item was the final score.

"Hmmnn, this sounds like a boring game, so I think we should make it more interesting. What I suggest is that each time England score a try, Sarah should remove an article of clothing. What do you think Keith, does that sound like fun?"

Before Keith could reply, Sarah butted in.

"But I'm not wearing many clothes!"

"Good!" Simon replied, "once you are completely naked I'll think of some forfeits, eh Keith?"

"Oh, OK, I guess." Keith said, sounding reluctant, but feeling incredibly turned on.

Finally the game started, and early on there was a problem. Italy had found a quirk in the rules and were playing the game in a most unusual way, which completely threw all of England's plans. Italy scored the first try, which left all three rather let down.

"What happens if Italy win?" Sarah asked, worried that their carefully worked out plan would completely fail because of a game of rugby. No one answered.

Finally England scored a try, although Owen Farrell failed to convert it.

Sarah could feel her sex gushing with arousal as she prepared to remove an item of clothing. She removed her right shoe.

"Hey!" Simon protested, "shoes aren't clothing, and anyway, they come as a pair!"

"They are clothing," she replied, "but I'll accept your comment about the pair."

Sarah removed her other shoe.

For about ten minutes, nothing much happened, but then Italy scored another try. Shortly afterwards it was half time at 10:5 to Italy.

They all had more drinks and talked about the game, and the talking heads on the TV discussed the unusual turn of events. Finally half time was over and the players came back onto the pitch. Everyone in the room was nervous.

England immediately burst forward, and started using the unusual technique which Italy had used in the first half, and Italy pretty much fell apart. After five minutes England scored a fantastic try, and Sarah, Simon and Michael screamed with excitement, partly because England were back in the game but, mostly because knew that their game was back on.

"So, what will you remove next?" Simon asked.

Sarah slid her dress up and started to take off the hold-up stocking from her left leg.

"You don't have to remind me, stockings are also a pair." She said to Simon as she removed the other stocking.

She was aware that her panties were getting soaking wet from her arousal, which meant that they would probably have to come off next, to avoid showing an embarrassing wet patch if she kept them on and removed her dress first.

This time England came straight back at Italy, and all the play was down near their try line, with another try seeming inevitable, and after less than a further ten minutes, the try was scored.

Sarah lifted the hem of her dress and slipped her little navy blue thong down her legs and off. Simon held out his hand to her, and she felt powerless to resist his unspoken command. He held them to his nose and inhaled deeply.

"My, you are turned on!" He commented, smiling lasciviously.

Sarah didn't comment, but sat on the arm of the sofa again, next to her quiet husband.

England were clearly on a roll and scored another try very quickly

"I need to pee." Sarah announced and left the room.

The two men drank their beers in silence as the game continued.

Just as Sarah re-entered the lounge, England scored another try.

Sarah did that thing which men struggle to understand. She removed her bra from under her dress, without revealing her breasts. Both Simon and Keith felt frustrated and cheated, but neither said anything. They both knew that when the next try was scored she would be naked, and after that the forfeits would start.

Sarah was getting so incredibly horny that she was on the verge of just jumping on to Simon and dragging his cock out.

Then England scored yet another try.

Sarah went and stood right in front of Simon and slowly removed her dress and threw it to her husband. She stood with her legs slightly apart and her hands behind her back, displaying her full figure, and feeling her arousal juices trickling down the inside of her legs.

"If you don't fuck me soon, I may have to kill you!" She announced to her future lover.

Simon Pulled his trousers part way down, then his underpants, and started stroking his cock, which got hard very quickly.

"Come on then, climb onto this." He ordered.

Sarah didn't need telling twice. His cock was huge, hard, and so very tempting.

She straddled Simon and lowered herself down onto it.

"Oh God! That feels sooo good!" She purred.

Simon grabbed hold of her breasts and started mauling them as Sarah rode up and down on his cock.

"Oh Keith, his cock feels sooo good! This is what I was needing!" Sarah told her husband.

"You belong to me now!" Simon announced, "I can fuck you whenever I want."

"You can fuck me whenever you want, but I don't belong to you, or to anyone else!" Sarah announced just as she felt her orgasm building.

"Fair enough!" Simon replied, as he felt his own orgasm building.

Sarah continued bouncing up and down on Simon's stupendous cock as he gripped her nipples in his rough hands. He squeezed and twisted them as hard as he could, but the pain just drove her orgasm closer, and after another couple of minutes she went over the edge, and, as she did, she felt Simon explode inside her.

"Wow! That was so good!" Sarah announced before kissing Simon passionately.

"Yeah! I agree!" Simon replied.

"Is that it, or will you recover to do me again?" She asked.

"Give me half an hour, and hopefully I can go again." Simon answered.

"Hmmnn, ok, come on husband, I need your tongue while I wait for Simon to recover."

Keith jumped up and dropped to his knees in front of his wife. She opened her legs wide, revealing a red, puffy, open pussy with white semen oozing out.

"Enjoy the taste of my spunk loser!" Simon taunted, but Keith didn't care, his arousal had reached new heights and all he wanted to do at that moment was worship his wife's sloppy, well used pussy.

"Come on, lick all of Simon's come out of me." Sarah ordered.

Keith couldn't have been happier, as his mouth descended towards her gooey sex, his cock was erect and twitching. He stuck his tongue out as far as it would go to meet the white string of semen which was seeping out of her sex, and got his first taste of male ejaculate. It didn't seem as bad as he thought it would be, and so he started licking up and down her slippery slit, parting her lips easily.

"That feels so nice baby, do my clit as well....ooh yes, like that...what a lucky girl I am to have a husband who will clean up my lover's come."

It only took Keith a few minutes to make his wife come, and when she did climax, she ground back and forth across his face until her convulsions subsided.

"Ok Simon, I'm ready for you to do me again." Sarah told her new lover.

"Ha ha...it's only been ten minutes, I need a bit longer than that!" He protested.

Sarah looked directly at her husband. "Strip!"

Keith gave her a puzzled look but obeyed his newly dominant wife.

"So Simon," she began , "please note that my husband's cock is fully hard, and I haven't even touched it. So, either get your big cock hard now or my husband can fuck me and you can lick me out afterwards."

"No way am I licking his spunk out of you!" Simon protested.

"Assuming you can't get hard right now, you have a choice. Either promise to lick me out after Keith has fucked me, or leave now and never fuck me again." Sarah laid done her rules.

"If I do it, can I fuck you regularly in future?"

"No, regularly won't do, I'll want you frequently, so you'd better go online and get some Viagra?"

"OK, I'll do it." Simon conceded.

"Good, now go up to the bathroom, and in the cabinet you'll find some purple pills, hidden in my husband's wash bag. Take two and come back. Hopefully, by the time you've licked me out, you'll be able to get hard again."

Keith just looked at his wife, shocked that she knew about his secret stash of pills.

"You mustn't keep secrets from me, however, I'm going to let you off, because they benefit me as well as you. You must buy a lot more, and take two every evening, so you are always Mister Ever Ready, OK?"

"Yes my love, thank you. And thank you for not humiliating me in front of Simon." Keith added.

"You're welcome. I do still love you darling. Now, get on your knees and get that tiny cock into me."

The happy husband did as he was told, and by the time his wife's lover came back into the lounge he was fucking her with full force.

"Oh there you are Simon. As you can see, my husband is really giving me a fast fucking, but, unfortunately, I can't really feel anything." Sarah told her lover, and then blew a kiss to her husband, "sorry darling, I couldn't resist a little humiliation. Now, why don't you finish, so my lover can demonstrate his clean up skills."

The humiliation sent the cuckold husband over the edge, and he shot all of his ejaculate into his wife's vagina in a few seconds.

"Come on then Simon, on your knees between my legs. I'm afraid that since my husband's cock is so tiny, all his semen will be near my entrance. Please take your time and show me your cunnilingus skills."

Keith smiled at Simon, as he got out of his way, and settled in a chair to watch the action.

Simon got on his knees between Sarah's legs and looked at her red, swollen, glistening pussy, and saw the white goo of her husband's semen starting to ooze out. He had no idea whether he could lick her or not, the very idea was repulsive to him, but, and it was a big but, she was offering him lots and lots of sex! He was a man who had never been satisfied with the meagre allowance of sex which his wife would allow him, and most of his affairs had been both unsatisfactory, and risky. The prospect of almost unlimited sex, with someone who he could trust to keep it a secret was very tempting, but to get it, he had to lick his wimpy friend's come out of her pussy. Oh well, he thought, 'Once more unto the breach', although he had no idea where that quote came from. Keith would know, he thought, with some irony, as he advanced to lick his friend's come out of his lover's pussy.

Sarah smiled to herself as she watched her lover wrestling with the conflict of wanting to set up a regime of frequent sex sessions with her, but having to lick her husband's semen out of her well used pussy for her to agree to it. She looked across to her husband, who was looking very happy at this turn of events, and she blew him another kiss, and mouthed the words, 'I love you' to him. He mouthed back 'Love you too'. She vowed to push Simon to his very limits over the next few weeks, until she got bored with him.

Simon leaned forward, getting his mouth closer and closer to his lover's sloppy sex. He stuck his tongue out and licked, tentatively, up her slit. He recoiled in shock! He thought it tasted disgusting! He steeled himself to try again, and it didn't seem quite as bad, and the third lick was almost pleasant.

"My God, you are a complete amateur at this, aren't you?" Sarah exclaimed, looking meaningfully at her husband, "it's ok, don't answer, you'll get the hang of it with practise, now, concentrate on my clit."

At least Simon knew where to find her clit, so, as his tongue flicked up and down over her hard nub, Sarah started to enjoy herself.

"Now up and down my slit, push your tongue right inside, then back to my clit. Mmmnn, that's better, now keep doing that for a while."

Keith sat next to his wife, and started caressing her breasts.

"That's nice honey." She said to her husband, and kissed him gently on the lips, then whispered in his ear, "are you enjoying this?"

"Yes, thank you my love, it's wonderful!" He answered.

"Right Simon, lick my clit really fast, then lick my bum a little, then back to my clit, that's it, now just my clit, as fast as you can....that's it....I'm going to come! Don't stop!! Aaargh!!!"

"That was a good first attempt, I'll give you lots of practise, now, lets get that cock up for your final ride. Swap and sit on the sofa, I'll give a bit of a blow job." Sarah instructed.

She knelt between Simon's knees, took his floppy cock in her hand and pulled back the foreskin, revealing quite a large cock head, even soft. She started to gently lick it, which caused it to twitch, so she slipped her mouth completely over the head and started licking the sensitive underside. It rapidly started filling and lengthening, getting back to it's impressive 8+ inches.

"There Keith, that's what a cock is supposed to look like, not tiny like yours." Sarah applied some more humiliation to her husband, and then swallowed the head again.

"You know, I think you should learn to do this, so you can get my next lover ready, while I'm being fucked by another. Do you want to try now?" Sarah suggested.

"No, please, I'm not gay!" Keith wailed.

"I know darling, that's what makes it erotic. Ok, not today then, but soon, I insist."

Sarah climbed up to straddle her lover's torso, and slowly lowered herself down onto his thick hard cock.

"Hmmnnn, that feels soooo nice! Just lie there Simon, and I'll do all the work, but warn me when you are about to come. When you've finished, you can slide down, and I'll mount your face to finish off."

"Oh no, not again!" He complained.

"But you need the practise, unless you would rather suck my husband's cock to see if you can get him hard for me again?"

"Oh no! That's worse!"

"So, do as you're told!" Sarah insisted, "Keith, why don't you play with his balls, I'm sure he'll enjoy that."

Keith thought that fondling the guy's balls wasn't too bad a humiliation, so he reached between Simon's legs and took hold of both testicles and started caressing them.

"When he starts to come, give them a firm squeeze and pull down, so he has to slide to the floor, then I'll mount his face, ok?"

Simon found it weird, the way Sarah was deciding his fate without consulting him, and even more weird that he was enjoying the sensation of a man playing with his balls. The combination of that sensation, with the beautiful woman who was bouncing up and down on his cock, meant that he knew he wouldn't last very long.