"No way! Oh my god!"
Nancy's hands covered her mouth, her eyes had widened to twice their normal size. After another wine and small fits of the giggles, she wanted to hear more. I had just relayed to her the start of a story about my last sexual tryst with multiple men. First, a quick background on my neighbor Nancy. She is 28 years old, an easy five foot nine inches, beautiful long black hair, and a stunning figure. Both of our husbands are in the Navy at separate Commands, the difference is Nancy's James is a Chaplain. James has been on deployment for the past three months and after more than a couple of wines our conversation had turned to sex, or a better description, her lack of. Although extremely naïve, it was obvious that Nancy was more than curious about my revelations, asking again what it was like to have participated in what she described as an "orgy". She had already told me that her entire sexual history included her high school boyfriend (that came all over her leg) and her husband. Straight sex maybe once a week was their main course with nothing more than intercourse. I truly believe she had never orgasmed from sex. After she had told me about this is when I had boldly decided to let her in on my escapades. Blushing a crimson red, she pleaded for me to start from the beginning.
"After my husband left on his last deployment" I began, "a friend of his came by the house and asked if I could use some company and a cold beer"
"He came by with Tracy gone?" Nancy asked. She seemed genuinely shocked and caused me to laugh. I then told her after a beer or many he called two of his friends and we made an afternoon out of it.
"You fucked three guys at one time!" Her use of the word fuck shocked me! I laughed and told her it originally wasn't in the plans, that it just seemed to happen. We drank more wine and I filled her head with vivid images of that afternoon and evenings events. I described to her in great detail my orgasms, their orgasms and the highlight of it all, Ron. I took my time in telling Nancy about Mr. Ron.
"In my forty years of life, I've never had a cock like Ron's", I told her. Her face was flushed, her breath was ragged as I detailed my escapades to her.
"He is extremely passionate, a kind and thoughtful lover that ensures your pleasure", I told her. "His cock is at least eight inches and the thickest I've ever seen. The head is fat and the slit at least an inch long, constantly leaking precum."
She was fascinated to say the least. I took pleasure in tormenting her this way, I knew it was wicked, knowing she had never been so thoroughly satisfied. I swear she was on the verge of cumming without touching herself.
"Oh my god, that is so bad, so naughty," she breathed. "I could never ever do such a thing to James" she assured me.
I laughed as I told her, "not for James, you need to take care of yourself". The wine had loosened my tongue and seemingly her inhibitions.
"Fuck, I'm soaking wet just recalling this to you Nancy" I tested. Her lips escaped a muffled moan, her legs involuntarily moving back and forth on her stool. After a few more questions, I told her I had to get home and left her mind sated. I had two things to take care of, one my aching pussy and two, a phone call. I came three times that evening, the last orgasm was to the make believe sound and sites of Nancy's pussy and her orgasm as I brought her off with my mouth.
I didn't see or hear from her for a week. I was beginning to think that she had donned a habit and joined the sisterhood to rid her mind of the sinful thoughts I had planted. I called her the following Saturday and asked if she would help me with a difficult recipe. When I met her at the door she blushed again, "come on in girl", I coaxed, "let me get you a wine to ease your nerves."
She was quite until the third drink and finally started opening up. She was just too cute as she asked if I had seen Ron again. "I wish", I replied, "but Steve is on his way over now". Her look was priceless.
