Our sexual triangle remained largely at a status quo for the next week or so. My wife Kelly and I were fucking every night, something that had never happened with us even when we were dating. Not only was the quantity exceptional, but the quality was also as good as any man could ask for. Kelly was wearing sexy lingerie frequently. In fact, hardly a day went by when she wasn't wearing something that set my loins to twitching. Similarly, her makeup, hair, and perfume were amazing at all times. She was also quite consciously driving me wild by smoking sexily around me whenever possible.
Her appearance was fabulous, and her attitude and approach toward sex had also gotten very exiting. She was constantly trying to find new ways to arouse me more, not that I needed any additional assistance there. She was sucking or touching my cock far more regularly than in the past, where a short blowjob followed by sex was typical. Normally fairly vocal during sex, her naughty fantasizing had taken a big jump, and now she often talked about me fucking Melissa or eating her cream-filled pussy, or teasing my desire to do her with another man by talking about sucking a hard cock while I fucked her.
And then there was Melissa. In some ways, she was very different than Kelly. Long blonde hair as opposed to Kelly's shoulder length brunette tresses. Smaller breasts. A tendency towards glossy pink lips and blue eye shadows where Kelly liked darker browns and reds. Pierced nipples and clitoral hood.
But in other ways, they were so much alike. They both loved to tease in sexual ways, without being slutty. They both smoked sexily. And I was fucking both of them in my marriage bed.
It wasn't cheating, of course. Kelly had firmly pushed us together, and in fact only twice had I slept with Melissa that Kelly wasn't present. She had made it very clear that she didn't want to be there the first time, but wanted to hear all of the details. The second had happened a few days ago when Kelly got stuck working late, as had happened a few times recently. But we had also fucked twice with Kelly there, either watching or participating. Plus, I had gotten to watch Kelly's first bisexual encounter with her sexy friend not long ago!
So all in all, the past several weeks had been very good to me, especially the most recent ones. However, even with all of the excitement I had experienced thus far, I was truly just at the beginning of my discoveries, I began to realize.
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It was Saturday afternoon. The work week had been very stressful in that mixed good and bad way: good because our client roster was expanding rapidly and we were preparing for software installations as fast as we could manage them; bad because we simply couldn't train people quickly enough to take the pressure off of the existing staff. Hence my need for some relaxation, with my feet up on the coffee table and a beer in my hand. I looked to my right where Kelly lay on the couch reading a home decorating magazine. She was intensely sexy even when she wasn't doing anything special, I thought - although she knew me well enough to easily pass on the subtle cues that would get me excited, without making it seem obvious.
Now, for example, she had simply clipped her shower-damp hair up in a twist behind her head, letting it fall as it may across her neck. She was braless under an oversized long sleeve T-shirt that was thin enough to reveal the dark circles of her areolas and the raised bumps of her nipples. Other that that she wore only a pair of pink cotton panties that I was able to see whenever the hem of her shirt rode up her thigh. In other words, she was dressed for comfort, but in a way that sent a gentle pulse of blood through my cock every time I look at her.
She saw my glance and smiled at me, blowing me a kiss. Then, as if entirely by coincidence, she reached for the pack of cigarettes on the coffee table and lit one. Without so much as another glance in my direction, she proceeded to smoke the entire cigarette while casually reading. Of course it kept me completely aroused and sneaking looks at her.
The whole afternoon was pretty much like that. She never really did bother to get dressed, and I found it especially exciting once when I glanced at her cotton-clad pussy and noticed that the fabric was moist with her juices. Apparently her teasing games had some effect on her as well, I noted. She passed me on the way to the bathroom, pausing long enough to give me a short tongue-kiss with her smoke flavored mouth on her way. On a whim, I followed a moment later and spied on her through a crack in the door.
She quickly pulled down her panties and sat down on the toilet. Though I couldn't see it, I heard the splashing of water as she peed, and then she wiped herself a couple of times with tissue. But as I had hoped and suspected, I saw her fingers flash over her clit several times and heard her soft moan and knew that she had simply touched herself enough to raise her own passion higher. I quickly scooted back to the living room as she flushed the toilet.
Early that evening, Melissa came out of her bedroom from a power nap, prepared for a date. She was dressed to kill. I felt my cock stir for the hundredth time that day when I saw her - hair curled up in a sexy-cute flip, glistening lips and shadowed eyes, tight black pants and a pink top that accentuated her 34B breasts. She paused long enough to light a cigarette and then strode into the living room accompanied by the clicking of her four-inch wedge heels on the hardwood floors.
"Well, what do you think?" she inquired of me, hands on hips and exhaling a stream of smoke towards the ceiling.
"I think you look good enough to eat," I told her lustily. Kelly smiled when she heard this.
"You're so sweet," Melissa cooed at me. She put a hand behind my neck and leaned down to kiss me wetly. "Let's hope my date thinks so."
"Is this the same guy as last week?" asked Kelly.
"Yeah, the same one," Melissa confirmed. "But I'm seeing a different guy tomorrow night, and then this other one I just met on Wednesday."
I playfully swatted her ass. "You little minx! You're not screwing around, are you?"
"Only with you," she laughed. Then the sound of a horn from the parking lot out front announced the arrival of her date. "Gotta go," she said. She leaned in for one more kiss from me, slipping her tongue between my lips briefly, then moving over to Kelly and doing the same to her. Then she was gone, the door clicking shut behind her.
Suddenly Kelly was in front of me, sliding down to straddle my leg and pin my cock between her thighs. "I want to fuck you," she told me firmly, "right now."
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Minutes later we were in the bedroom kissing passionately. Kelly's hands were all over my back and neck, pulling my mouth into hers while our tongues dueled aggressively. I could taste her sweet saliva and my nose was starting to pick up the tangy scent of her pussy, as it grew wetter by the second.
"Oh, I'm so hot right now," she moaned into my ear as I ran my tongue down her neck. I reached up and squeezed her left breast with my hand, rolling her nipple between my thumb and fingers through the thin shirt she wore. She gasped as I pinched it gently.
"Still thinking about getting it pierced?" I pinched more firmly and pulled a bit.
She nodded, eyes crunched up in a mixture of pleasure and agony as I twisted her hard nub. I then slid down and bit at it through the cloth, raking it with my teeth to her aroused moans. Satisfied that she was enjoying it, I repeated the treatment on her other nipple then lifted her shirt. Both nipples were glowing red and rock hard from my attention.
I was about to slide down and eat her but she stopped me. "Lay down. I want to suck you."
I didn't need to be told twice. I slid off my jeans and boxers and fell flat on the center of the bed. Kelly took off her shirt and panties in front of me and stood naked, showing off her closely trimmed cunt and sexy tits. She opened a bedside drawer and pulled out a thick dildo, dropping it pointedly on the bed next to me. Then she climbed onto me in a 69-like position, kneeling so that her pussy was several inches over my face and taking my cock in her hands.
She bent forward until her breasts brushed my thighs, hanging straight out from her chest. She stroked my cock for several seconds until it was as hard as it could get, looking me right in the eye over her shoulder the whole time. Then she dipped her head down and closed her lips around the head of my cock. My view was limited by the position, so I could only imagine her crimson lips surrounding me as I felt the warm saliva coating my shaft in time with her bobbing.
I laid my head back and enjoyed the pleasurable sensations she was giving me. Kelly has a talented mouth, and when she's in the mood to show off, she can really do wonders. Tonight she really seemed to want my cock in her mouth and was doing her best to deep throat it, breathing warmly towards my balls as she pumped the base of my dick with her hand.
Suddenly I noticed her hips wiggling suggestively above me and she paused in her sucking. "Well?" she said expectantly. I realized shortly that she wanted the dildo and grabbed for it. Reaching up with the other hand, I parted her nether lips and was thrilled to see a thick, sticky string of clear pussy juice stretched between them. I put the head of the two-inch thick dildo to the entrance of her cunt and twisted it in her wetness until it was lubricated. Then I pushed it slowly up her snatch while she resumed her sucking.
If I'd thought she was giving me great head before, it was that much better once I penetrated her with the toy. "Oh God yes," she moaned around my dick, "it's so big. It's like a guy with a big dick is fucking me while I suck you."
My cock twitched in her mouth as she said that and I moaned reflexively.
"You liked that, didn't you," Kelly teased me, running her tongue across my cockhead. "Are you imagining that? Me being fucked while I suck you?"
I nodded silently, working the latex cock in her.
