My Horny Housewife Harem
Part 4 of 16
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Carlos was a shy, fearful virgin when he enrolled in college. Then he met an older woman who made him a man. She also gave him some good advice: instead of looking for romance with clueless girls his age, seek out married women in sexless marriages. His horny housewife harem taught him the ways of erotic love.
All 16 chapters of this tale have been written and will be posted just as quickly as the good folks at Literotica can review them. Here in Part 4, Carlos meets a woman who needs to learn some manners. He's just the man to teach her.
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As I reflect on the years when I grew from a boy into a man, I remember a day when I got some great news. The university posted grades for the semester, and I discovered that I got an A in every class. I'd expected good grades, but I hadn't known my scores would be perfect. It made me feel great to get such clear proof that college was going well for me.
There was a reason. As I think about the issues that convinced me to seek therapy, I remember the time I got such good grades.
For the first time in years, I was free of doubts! I was happy! My mood had improved so much that I loved everything about my life!
I looked forward to my classes. I had more than enough energy to keep up with my work. I always finished my assignments on time. Between my financial aid and what I earned working in the library, I had more than enough money to stay in school.
Other students were struggling. They spent too much time on social media, playing video games, and getting drunk in the evenings. Although I had plenty of fun, it was the kind of fun that didn't conflict with my studies.
But I knew the main reason why I felt so good. I was getting lots of hot sex from two sexy women. Between Lucy and Maria, I went to bed with one of them almost every afternoon. They'd come over to my apartment, spend an hour or two in bed, and then rush away so they'd be home when their kids got back from school. This left me sexually satisfied and energized to handle classwork.
My life was incomparably better than when I was a victim of bullying in high school. Other students noticed I was doing so well. I started getting invited to social events, and coeds who used to shun me were suddenly paying attention. Since I had sex with Lucy and Maria during weekday afternoons, I was free to go on dates during the evenings and weekends. I went out a couple of times with a girl named Taylor, and after our third date, she spent the night at my apartment.
Life was good.
"There's a change in you. I can see it," Maria said after we had sex one afternoon. I continued to confide in her, and she believed she knew why things were going so well for me.
"Everybody can see that you look relaxed. Confident." she said. "All that time in the gym has made you a strong, handsome young man. You look confident. Women love confident men. There's nothing more attractive than confidence. I predict that lots of girls will want to spend time with you."
"That's good to hear, but you're all I need," I said.
"Don't forget Lucy. And Taylor," Maria said.
"Taylor may have been a one-time thing," I said. "I have no idea if we'll go out again."
"I guarantee she'll want to have more sex with you," Maria said. "You're probably the best lover she's ever had. You're probably the most confident, manliest guy she's dated. I'll bet she can't wait to ride your cock again."
"I guess we'll see," I said.
I was feeling good on the day that Maria called me into her office and gave me a surprise. "Carlos, I'd like you to meet someone," she said. "This is Stephanie. She's a friend of mine."
"I'm pleased to meet you, Stephanie," I said.
"Maria tells me good things about you, Carlos," Stephanie said.
I couldn't avoid wondering exactly what "good things" Maria told her friend. Was it possible she'd told Stephanie we were having sex? Maria was very anxious to keep that information from her husband; she'd made me promise to keep our affair secret.
Stephanie was very cute. She didn't have Maria's beauty or Lucy's buff physique, but she had a nice face and body. Her best feature was probably her shapely legs, which looked fantastic in the short skirt she wore.
We chatted for a few minutes. Stephanie asked about my classes, and Maria said that she and Stephanie sometimes played tennis on the weekends. They finally excused themselves to go to lunch, leaving me in charge of the library's reference desk. It was a quiet afternoon, so there weren't many students asking questions. I spent most of my time writing an essay for a history class.
"What did you think of Stephanie?" Maria said when she returned after lunch.
"She's nice," I said. "She's cute."
"Is she cute enough to fuck?" Maria said.
I hadn't expected a question like that. "Uh . . . sure. I guess. Why do you ask?" I said.
"Because she'd like to fuck you - if you're interested," Maria said.
"Maria, did you tell her about us? I thought you wanted to keep that secret," I said.
"I felt sorry for her, Carlos. She's getting desperate," Maria said. She explained that Stephanie had a problem that was just like Maria's. They'd both gotten married right after college, and their husbands were duds in the bedroom.
"For years, I've been listening to Stephanie complain that she's dying of sexual frustration," Maria said. "She's had a few affairs, but they never seem to work out."
"What's the problem?" I asked.
"Stephanie has hooked up with married guys our age. That's a lot more complicated," Maria said. "The guys have to sneak around so their wives don't catch them. They're busy with demanding jobs and taking care of kids. Plus, they feel guilty. It kills the mood.
"What Stephanie needs is a guy like you. When I told her that I was having an affair with a college student, she demanded that I introduce her to you. Carlos, she liked what she saw! She instructed me to tell you that she'd love a chance to get a sample of the cock I raved about."
This was moving too fast for me. "Maria, I've got my hands full already. I don't want to do anything that interferes with the time we spend together," I said.
"That's a very sweet thing to say, but it's total bullshit," Maria said. "Carlos, you need to remember that I've spent a lot of time riding that cock of yours. You could easily handle more women. It's wonderful being with a man who gets hard as much as you. There's plenty to go around."
Just to make sure I got her point, Maria ran her hand over the front of my pants. "You're getting hard just talking about this!" she said. "Let's go back to my office. I think this would be a good time for a nice quicky."
It took some discussion and negotiations, but Maria arranged for Stephanie to stop by my apartment the next morning after she dropped her kids off at school. Things went great. Maria had taught me that women like confident men who take what they want, so I took Stephanie in my arms and gave her a deep, passionate kiss.
She began to moan as I ran my hands up and down her body, and I had her naked less than five minutes after she knocked on my door. I don't remember how many times she climaxed that first morning, but she had a big smile on her face by the time she left. We arranged for her to visit again in two days.
That afternoon Maria looked excited when I arrived at the library.
"I got a call from Stephanie!" Maria said. "You gave her exactly what she needed!"
"She told you about it?" I asked.
"You're damn right she did! She told me that you fucked her better than she's been fucked in years. She was particularly glad that you ate her pussy. It's been a long time since a man went down on her."
"I'm glad she liked it," I said.
"What's not to like? Men who eat pussy are the best kind," Maria said.
We talked some more, and I realized how much I enjoyed being able to discuss intimate topics with Maria. She seemed to genuinely care about me. I'd never had such an honest relationship with a woman. I finally asked her a question I'd been thinking about for a while.
"Why are you being so helpful to me, Maria?" I asked. "You've been wonderful, but I'm not sure why."
"It's because I care about you, Carlos," she said. "It's impossible to have sex with someone and not start having feelings for them. I don't want you to make the mistake I made. I don't want you to get married right after college. You'll be a lot happier if you take a few years to grow up a little, and use that time to be with lots of different women.
"To be honest, I get a little jealous when I think about you having sex with Lucy, or Stephanie, or that Taylor girl. But it makes me feel good to know that by the time you graduate, you'll have gotten so much good sex you won't feel the need to immediately find a wife.
"How many college students get as much pussy as you, Carlos? I'll bet there aren't many. You've got me, Lucy, and Stephanie. That's a harem! And I'll bet Taylor decides she wants you to fuck her on a regular basis.
"Let me warn you about Taylor. Young women like her tend to believe a lot of romantic bullshit about sex. She might decide she wants a monogamous relationship with you. Give her all the sex she wants. Fuck her so much she walks with a limp. Teach her what good sex is all about. But don't promise to be monogamous. When she asks, be prepared to say you won't do it. Tell her you think you're both too young to lock yourselves into exclusive relationships. If you're honest, she'll be fine with it."
