Let the Healing Begin

I grew up in a small southern town in the late 60's graduating from high school in 1972. I am now 70 years old. When I was in the 10th grade a new kid moved to town and I was asked by the principal to take him around and show him the school, his homeroom, etc. Turns out he was an amazing athlete and quickly became the star of the football and baseball teams. For whatever reason, even with me being the music geek, we became best friends.

Within months he was dating the head cheerleader and banging her brains out in her downstairs family room. Almost no one I knew was even getting past making out and copping a quick feel. To say I was jealous was a major understatement but it did not interfere with our friendship.

As the star athlete he became very arrogant at times and really put people off but he was the sports star, student council president, etc. You get the picture. He could get away with almost anything.

After graduation, we went our separate ways except for occasionally getting together during the holidays when we returned to our hometown and families.

Over the years, Jim, as I'll call him, went through many women. Even when he was in a solid relationship and claimed to love the girl, he would always be fucking someone on the side. I am sure his girlfriends and later, wives, knew about his side pieces. He was now wealthy and his current wife, Tonya, stayed with him.

In 2016, after visiting other friends in Florida and drove up to South Georgia where he was living with Tonya. Their kids were already out of the house. I hadn't seen Jim in almost ten years and after only a short time with he and Tonya, his cruel way of treating her brought back all those memories of his arrogant behavior with the other women in his life. I could tell Tonya was very hurt and embarrassed at his callous treatment. He was in charge and what he said went. That was the general feeling I got when I was around them.

Jim was president of his company and had to continue his work during my visit. On the third day of my visit he had to fly to Atlanta for a meeting and would return that same evening. After he headed for the airport, Tonya and I sat around drinking coffee and reliving old times. It became clear that she was sick of his treatment of her but the money kept her there. When I probed her more, she told me about his various relationships over the years and one in particular that seemed really enrage her. Jim had been carrying on a long-tern relationship with a beautiful, much younger co-worker, also an executive with his firm.

Tonya is now in her late 50's and still attractive. She began telling me about how hot Jim was for her when they first started dating and how she's now lucky if they have sex once every 6 months. She said, "That's not enough for me and when he fucks me I can tell he's just not into it. It's like he's doing me a favor. I'm thinking of fucking someone else just to teach him a lesson."

She got up from the couch and said, "I'm going to get a shower. Make yourself at home." As I sat there drinking my coffee, I couldn't help think how shabbily Jim had treated most of his women over the years and how Tonya deserved better. I sat there for a few more minutes and Tonya cracked her bedroom door and asked me to come to her. I walked down the hall and when I reached her bedroom door, I lightly knocked. She didn't answer but I could hear her shower running. I went to her bathroom door and knocked and she said "Come in."

I pushed open the bathroom door and Tonya was standing under the shower, her amazing naked 50 year old body lathered up. Tonya looked at me and said "Get in here with me." I was so torn. I had never been seriously hot for Tonya but standing there soaped up and curling her finger at me, my weakness for pussy overcame any second thoughts about fucking my friend's wife and I stripped down. I have to admit, I felt he deserved it.

Before I could get my pants off I was hard. I threw my clothes in to a pile and got under the water with her. We immediately embraced in a deep soul kiss, our slick, soapy bodies just melded together. I washed her from head to feet, paying particular attention to her tits, ass, and pussy. She was wild for sexual attention.

She said, "I've never cheated on him but I need you to fuck me." Jim had confided (or bragged) to me over the years how Tonya liked it in the ass and had even asked him to piss on her at times. That particular kink has never made any sense to me but I sure had all those stories conjured in my mind as she knelt on the floor of the large shower and gave me world class blow job. I came in her mouth in no time and she swallowed every drop. Tonya stood and kissed me and I got a slight salty taste from what I assumed was the last of my sperm.

As we kissed and groped each other she soon brought me back to full staff. She turned around with her ass facing my hard prick and with the hot water cascading down her back, grabbed around the shower nozzle and raised up on her tip-toes clearly indicating I was to deep-fuck her while standing there. I wasted no time and squatted behind her. I wanted to taste her first. She leaned as far forward as she could, pushing her gash towards my face. I spread her ass and licked her, barely touching her swollen clit with the tip of my tongue, slowly licking her as she flowered open. She gave me a guttural moan and said, "Please fuck me!"

I eased up to a standing position, slapped up on her pussy with my cock a few times, bent my knees and eased my cock into her in one slow go. She actually sobbed at my cock touching her cervix. I grabbed her by her black hair and forced my cock at deep as it could go. She cried, "Oh, Yeah! Hold it there!"

After a few moments buried in her creamy, warm glove of a pussy, I began slowly and deeply fucking her. She turned off the water and braced herself, ready to be "properly" fucked. Soon we were fucking like two crazed people, grunting and moaning, relishing this unexpected tryst. I pummeled her for a good 10-15 minutes before unloading my second major load of the day. As we calmed, she stood up straight and turned the water back on washing away the evidence of our secret. After she was through, I got under the water and did the same.

When I came out of the bathroom, Tonya was lying back on her bed with a smile on her face.

"That was just what the doctor ordered. I hope you're ok with this. I know you and Jim have been friends forever and I don' t want this to fuck that up but I need this." I finished drying, dropped the towel on a chair, and went to her on the bed.

"It won't if we don't tell him but it does feel kind of shitty. I know he has treated you like shit for years. It's just the way he is made. He's always been like that with women. I will say though, that was the hottest sex I've had in a long time and I've had some pretty steamy encounters over the years. I don't know if you remember or not, one time, when you and Jim were visiting us back in the 80's in Chattanooga and everyone was doing coke and Qualuudes, Jim and I were in the back cutting out some lines, and talked about the fact that my then girlfriend and I were into playing with other couples and select single men. I was hoping Jim would approach you and maybe the three of us might get together. Jim thought that was hot but didn't know how you would react to it. I then asked her if Jim had told her about he and I discussing, in a somewhat serious but light manner, about trying to get you to fuck us both. She said, "No, he didn't. But that was then and this is now. Things are different for Jim and I. He and I need to reconnect or it's over. I can't go on like this." I reached for her and kissed her lightly on her lips. I told her I would leave it up to her whether to tell Jim. My remaining days were spent with them both and nothing else happened between her and I.

After about a month Jim called. We exchanged the usual pleasantries and got on fine. He then got to the real point of his call.

"Tonya and I have been having some very illuminating conversations about your last visit." I said to myself, "Oh shit. Here it comes." Jim said, "Needless to say I was taken aback that you both would do that but the longer Tonya and I talked the more I think you may have done us a favor. The more she talked about your little fuck session, the hornier I got for her. We have been going at it like rabbits and as pissed as I was, I want to thank you. I also want to ask you to do us a favor. Tonya asked me to ask you to come back and stay for a few days. She wants to take us up on your suggestion of a threesome."

After making sure Jim knew what he was asking for, I said ok and scheduled a flight in about 6 weeks.

I flew into Jacksonville and was met at the airport by Jim. Tonya was not with him. After negotiating the baggage claim area and traffic, we headed for their home, about an hour and a half away. Jim and I talked about what Tonya and I did and how it had re-ignited their sexual relationship. He said she was ready for some serious bedroom fun.

Tonya greeted me with a light kiss and a hug, grinning from ear-to-ear and flush with embarrassment. When she hugged me, she whispered in my ear, "Hope you're ready for naughty, hot week." I smiled at her and Jim and said, "Well, shit. Let's get this party started!"

Tonya hugged Jim and grabbed him by his pant-covered cock and said, "Can't wait but let's have a few drinks and relax into the evening..."

We each had several strong cocktails each, Tonya with the Cosmo, me with vodka rocks and Jim with a scotch neat. As we settled in to their plush living room furniture, Tonya and Jim sat on a loveseat facing me on the sofa. After several minutes of small talk, Jim began touching Tonya's tits over her blouse. She gave a sighing "Mmmmmm..." and kissed him. I got up from the sofa and went and knelt between her legs, rubbing her from her feet to her hips, pushing her silky skirt up to her waist. I pulled her by her legs to the edge of the loveseat and kissed the wet spot on her panty-covered pussy as Jim removed her blouse. Soon, Tonya was down to her just panties and bra and breathing excitedly. I could tell she was primed for this.

She stood and led us to the master bedroom, giggling and cooing. As soon as we reached the bed she sat on the edge and curled her finger at us both. Jim and I approached his horny wife and let her fondled our aching cocks through our pants.

"This is gonna be fun..." she said, loosening my belt and pushing down my pants and underwear in one stroke. I was so hard my cock sprang up in her face. She looked over at Jim, smiled and kissed the pre-cum off of the end of my cock. She looked at Jim as she hefted and stroked my cock to its full length. With her eyes on her husband, she engulfed my first 4-5 inches. My eyes rolled back into my head for a second then I looked at Jim. There was a mixture of lust and concern on his face, like he wanted what was happening to continue but with a bit of trepidation. I don't think he felt nearly as secure watching his wife suck another man's cock as he did fucking other men's wives but his lust overcame his fear and he began removing his clothes as well. By this time I had taken off my shirt. Tonya gave us both a good going over with her mouth but soon lay back on the bed. Jim and I were on her in seconds, kissing, caressing and feeling her all over. No sooner did we have her completely naked, that Jim fed her his cock and I got between her legs to eat that tasty pussy of hers. She was in heaven as were we. Tonya really took to the idea of two men and gave as well as she got.

Jim was holding Tonya by the back of her head force-feeding her his cock. I was fingering her, pushing up on the roof of her vagina to try and hit her g-spot. When I did, she went off, humping my hand and my face as I buried my face again in her cunt. Jim, unable to control himself, roared and filled her mouth with an amazing load. As he began filling her mouth, she made a mewling sound of both surprise and lust. She did her best but the amount was overwhelming her and she choked and spit a huge rush of white froth all over her husband's cock and balls. She gamely swallowed all she could while milking his shaft for every drop. Jim leaned down a kissed Tonya despite having just filled her mouth with his cum.

We lay back recovering for a few minutes, laughing about the explosive orgasm Jim just had but I could tell that Tonya really liked it. She soon began playing with Jim again and cleaned his cock, bringing him full hard again. She rolled him on his back and mounted him. I sat and watched for a few minutes, really enjoying watching them fuck. Tonya was grinding herself onto her husband's pole and getting closer by the second. With her eyes closed enjoying the feeling, I stood on the bed and reached behind her head and laid my cock on her lips. She looked up at me through lidded eyes and took my cock into her mouth.

Jim reached over to the nightstand, opened the top drawer and pulled out some Anal-ease and a large vibrator that had little raised bumps all over the shaft. He handed them to me and Tonya, upon seeing what I had in my hand, erupted into another clinching, spasming orgasm just at the thought of what we had in mind for her.

Tonya was grinding and almost seizing as I got back behind her and began lubricating her fresh asshole with the lube. I put it on my right thumb and began slowly rubbing the lube deeper and deeper into her until my thumb was full buried in her. She was cumming non-stop, saying only, "Yes, yes, yes." I soon took the large gel vibrator, covered it in lube and slowly worked it fully into her back passage. She shook and squirmed on Jim's cock and the large dildo, fucking herself.

After only several minutes, I eased the gel cock from her ass and moved up behind her, pulling Jim's legs together so I could get up close to her ass. Jim pulled her gently down onto his chest as she whimpered. "Oh, my God. Oh, My God!"

He pulled her ass cheeks apart and I presented my large cock-head to her back entrance. As I began pushing she was breathing hard, trying to relax. As Jim rubbed her shoulders and back, coaching her to "Let him in..." she sighed and her pucker dilated immediately. I had experienced anal sex with several girlfriends and one in particular really enjoyed it and could take my full eight inches with only the juice from her pussy and my spit. I knew that Tonya, being experienced at anal sex, would be ok with it and as I increased my pressure, she just opened up as I slid 3-4 inches into her. She said, "Oh, oh!" and I held where I was. There was only a slight sound from Tonya and it sounded like a soft sob. With that. she further relaxed and I slid home.

We held there for a second or two and I then pulled back a little and pushed back in fully. Tonya said, "God, I'm so full..." We settled in a little, letting the three of us get positioned just right and began a slow and deep double penetration of Tonya. There is nothing like seeing a woman so in the sexual moment that she is yours. We gradually got a rhythm and at times we were both shoving ourselves into both her holes at the same time and sometime he would hold her still and just let me fuck her. Several minutes and buckets of sweat later, he and I both came to roaring orgasms that sent Tonya into sexual heaven. As we all calmed down, still fully engaged, Tonya said she had never had sex as satisfying as what just happened. Jim and I concurred and told her she was amazing. We uncoupled and fell asleep.

I left town several days and numerous sexual escapades later, returned to my home. We repeatedly got together over the next several years when I could get to their town and had many enjoyable times in bed. Tonya later privately communicated that she and Jim were close again and that he had ended the relationship with his employee but confessed she did not fully trust his commitment to her but their sex life had never been better.

I visited them several years later and we ended up in bed one last time. Two weeks after my visit, Jim had a massive heart attack and died in the middle of the night. He had retired just 5 months earlier. Tonya sold their home and with Jim's millions, she left that small Georgia town and bought her a home on the coast. She and I have not gotten together again but I always think of her and, who knows, I might just call her up and plan a trip to the coast.