"Sharks?" a short pause then in an aspirated voice said, "Oh yes. I wish they wouldn't try to seduce people at these parties."
"Becky mentioned that almost as we arrived two guys looked like they were sharks and it was feeding time. Evidently, one of them tried something just like he did at the last party. Richard also tried something last time. He was more subtle and kept himself to just words while the other guy was more active."
She nodded understanding what he was implying, she also knew who it was Tom had not mentioned by name, then said, "I better get back to my husband if I see your wife I will talk to her then."
Tom nodded gritting his teeth to keep from crying out as Becky was trying to insert him back into her slit. "Have a good evening, you do throw good parties, this one was very exciting and worth attending, even with some nice surprises."
"Thank you."
She left, and as soon as she heard the door closed, Becky hissed, "Get back in me and fuck me!"
He wanted to wait a few seconds to make sure Shendra didn't come back. After a minute or so, he turned and pushed his shaft into his wife's very wet slit. She sighed in relief. He started thrusting again immediately, and looked down at her butt. He couldn't really see anything in the shadow of the crack of her butt but he knew what was there. He placed a hand on one check then slide that thumb into the crack, finding her anus in a second. He placed the tip of the thumb at that puckered opening for a second to tell her what he was planning, and then he slowly pushed it in. There was no protest so he kept up the pressure until it was past his thumbnail. She still didn't say anything so he took a chance and jammed it in the rest of the way in one quick shove. She let out a muffled scream, but he knew her well enough to know it wasn't from pain. Maybe it was from pain at that, but it had produced ecstasy not hurt.
Good he thought, Maybe after we get home we could do anal sex. They hadn't done that since the last party. They had had plenty of other sex, except for the last eight days. Just ten days ago, she had given him the best blowjob ever. It had been slow; she had done everything he liked, driving him almost crazy. He had returned the favor, by licking and sucking her to a very large climax. He wondered with all the screaming they each done, that the neighbors didn't think they were killing each other. Those thoughts fled as his ecstasy took a jump higher. It wouldn't be that much longer for him and from the muffled groans from his wife, she was getting close too. He wondered for a second how she was muffling her noises. His thrills increased dramatically and he had begun to watch how loud he got. He increased his speed and shoved his shaft in deeper with each thrust. Soon he hoped no one would come in because he couldn't stop now and his wife wouldn't let him even if he could. He increased his in and out motions again. She was pushing backwards against him harder and harder. He could hear he say, "SoooGooodsogoodsooogood." very softly.
He was there, and gritted his teeth from crying out as his sperm started shooting out of his cock. His wife let out a muffled cry-moan and quivered. He shoved it in another six times as he kept shooting his cum into her. She relaxed first, and after two more thrusts he stopped, spent for the moment. He started deflating fast as he took a step backwards, and quickly pulled up his underwear and pants. She straightened and pulled up her tights, and then gave him a quick hug.
"Thank you I needed that. You were great."
"I needed it, both of them, but it was kind of fast to be great."
"That's why it was great, I was so horny, but you will be able to make love to me after we get home."
His eyes widened and he said, "Oh, we will do more?"
"That wasn't enough, it partially satisfied my horniness so now I can wait, but the way I feel, we may not get any sleep tonight. "
"After eight days I feel the same," he said with a smile.
They straightened their clothing and left the room holding hands; they found Shendra in a nearby room, chatting with a couple of other wives. She motioned Becky over. As they had walked in Tom had overheard Shendra wondering where Becky was. Shendra thought she would have seen her walk down the hallway, toward the game room. As they came up to the little group, Tom butted in and said that his wife had come from the other direction after avoiding the wolfs, Shendra nodded in understanding. Since Tom still had to talk to a couple people, he let go of her hand. As he looked around, he saw Johnny and Brittany together. Both glanced their way, with a look of disappointment on their faces. He circulated some more, talking to who he needed to talk to. He finally was able to talk to his boss, less than an hour later; he finished and began to look for his wife. He found her still talking to several of the wives. From what he heard on the way up to her, Shendra had wanted to talk about some program about improving marriages. They left soon after he came up next to his wife. As soon as they drove into the driveway, she was out of the car and running up to the house. He wondered Where she was going to the bathroom maybe? She shouldn't be dripping like she was at the Halloween party.
He finished parking the car in the garage, and headed for the door into the house. Halfway there he had the thought that maybe she was going to be naked when he got up the stairs. With her legs spread, rubbing her clit, or even spreading her slit open as an invitation for him to get naked fast. She had done both before. That thought inspired him to hurry, fumbling with his keys for a second, until he remembered the door was already unlocked. He rushed in, made sure the door was locked, then hurried up the stairs.
He started unbuttoning his shirt on the way up. Once at the top of the stairs he rushed to their bedroom, slipping off the shirt as he hurried through the doorway. Inside he stopped, staring at the angel on the bed. She had stripped off her clothes and hurriedly donned a white negligee. It had fluffy sleeves that now were spread out on either side of her, looking almost like wings. Her shoulders were bare, even with the sleeves and a very low neckline. He could easily see the tops of her breasts; it was one of her sexist outfits. The top ended just above her waist, and she usually wore a matching G-string. The very small patch of material would just barely cover her beautiful slit, and the back part outlined her arousing cheeks. The string down the crack did nothing to hide her wonderful brown puckered opening.
Tonight, she had forgone that for nothing. As his eyes traveled down her body, they froze as he gazed where her legs joined her body. She had her legs spread and her fantastic, beautiful, stimulating love flower was there, open for him to see. He licked his lips as he gazed, enraptured by her beauty and sensuality. No wonder Richard and Johnny were still trying to get into her pants, if they could see her now, they would know how lucky he was, and how unfortunate they were for having to leave with just a quick look and not a touch or taste.
A second later, he realized something else: two somethings that is. One was that she was dripping white, a higher thrill shot through him as he saw it was his sperm oozing out of her. He quickly glanced to one side, at the tights she had thrown on the floor. He could see the crotch, and how wet it was. Obviously, some of his stuff had dripped out, but the crotch must have been like a plug, keeping most of his cum in her.
The second thing he noticed was that her hand was on her clit, lazily running two fingertips around in circles. His breath caught, as he was mesmerized by that sight. She had masturbated for him a few times over the years; it was always a good show, especially when she played with her clit. He had returned the favor twice, each time at her request. The first time, he had asked her to open her legs so he could have a nice sight as he gave her a show. She did, and he climbed onto the bed, and inched his way closer as he jacked off. When he had come, he closed his eyes at first, but forced them open as he watched the last few shots of his ropey white stuff fly out and hit her clit. There had been so much; it started to run down, oozing along her slit's lips. Some had even made its way inside, and he watched it oozed into her. He didn't lose his erection and he attacked her, stabbing his hardness into her. She had gone "
oomph
" in surprise, but then encouraged him with her groans, and demands for him to fuck her hard. He did for a long time; they both ended up having powerful orgasms. Hers was first and his followed a minute later. When his was done, he fell next to her breathing hard, feeling like he had just run a marathon. One with a very satisfactory ending.
Now he thought of doing the same thing, until she did something, she hadn't done before. She reached down into her slit, and brought out a dab of his thick white cream, she proceeded to rub it all over her clit. He licked his lips again, thinking about how she kept surprising him, just like last Halloween and now. After coating her clit with his slimy stuff, she reached and got some more, which she rubbed around her slit's lips.
He stared mesmerized for a few seconds, then he fell onto the bed with his head between her legs. Long hard swipes with his tongue, sweeping up his man juice; he wanted to taste himself on her. He sucked hard, making sure he got every bit that was on her joy button. Then he licked downward and into her slit; there was more just inside, ready to drip out. Somehow, she had been able to gather it together at her opening. Much like someone gathering saliva in one's mouth just before spitting, he imagined.
He felt her move and looked up. She lifted her head to watch him, in amazement.
