This is a prequel to "Didn't See That Coming." It's got the best score of the stories I've submitted so far, and it was written to imply a very interesting back story, so let's start to explore the story a bit, shall we? And this takes place in a fantasy world, so everyone involved is tested and clean; all those issues are addressed.
"Baby, that was fantastic. You are amazing."
"So are you. Mmm, yes, I love it when you rub my back Sarah."
"Anything for my man."
"I hope you mean that, because another five or ten minutes and I'll be ready to go again!"
"Really? Fuck, you're insatiable! You're going to wear me out!"
"Heh heh heh you gonna call in fucked tomorrow?"
"I used up those hours last week stud!"
"I love it when you call me stud. Roll over."
Sarah rolled onto her stomach, and I got behind her, running my hands up and down her back, putting the weight of my torso into each stroke. She was loving it. It also put my dick near her ass. After a few minutes my prediction came true, and I was sporting another boner. It brushed against every time my hands reached her shoulder blades.
"You need it again, don't you?"
I lowered myself on top of her, kissing her neck as my knob reached for her pussy. "Oooh, yes. You are irresistible."
"And you're insatiable" Sarah said. But she arched her hips and I slid right in, her still drenched body accepting my shaft with ease. Once again, we were joined. I lay lightly on top of her, supporting myself with my elbows as our hips moved instinctively, driven by our need. Well, mostly my need, and by our love.
"Mmm, you're going to wear me out but dam does that feel good" she said from underneath me.
"There's nothing like being inside the woman I love."
"Use me then. Take me. I will never deny you" she said with a big squeeze of her kegels. Then she spread her legs wider, given me even deeper access. I started to pump harder, and she gabbed the sheets and held on.
I was getting close when I pulled out, flipped her over, and dove face first into her pussy. Sarah grabbed my head and screamed. The change, the new sensation gave her a loud orgasm. She was still cumming when I lifted one of her legs and reentered her in a scissoring position. That deepened her orgasm, which helped me reach mine. I thrusted as deeply as I could, clinging to her raised let like a mast in an ocean storm. I reveled in the sensation of my cum rushing out of me and into Sarah, where it belonged.
After the storm had truly ebbed we unclasped and got ready for bed. I moved in behind her to spoon her.
"Don't get any ideas! That was twice and I've got to rest! But thank you stud." She wiggled in tightly against me.
The next day Sarah had lunch with her friend Carol.
"You okay? You can't sit still."
Sarah blushed. "I'm a bit sore. Ben was an animal last night. Again. I swear, I can't keep up with him!"
Carol rolled her eyes. "Oh, you poor thing. Let me get my tissues, your husband adores you and can't keep his hands off you. My soul weeps for you."
"Shut up, a girl's gotta get some rest every now and then! I almost fell asleep at my desk a few days ago!"
"Need a pinch hitter? Catcher, actually, since Ben would be doing the pitching. Whatever, you know what I mean."
Sarah cocked her head and looked at her friend. "What?"
"Nothing, just joking around, trying to comfort my poor, poor, dear friend" Carol said with a grin.
That afternoon, Carol's remark kept popping back into Sarah's head. It struck her as curious, maybe even titillating. But not awful. Not at all.
That night we made dinner together, then Sarah got ready for bed while I cleaned up the kitchen. She was getting into bed when I walked into the room. I had dropped my clothes just outside the door, and Sarah's eyes widened when she saw me walk in with a semi leading the way in front of me.
"Oh fuck baby, I love you but does that mean --"
"Absolutely. Come here gorgeous!"
"Ben, I am wiped out! I'm used up! You need to give me a break!"
"Sweetheart, yesterday you said 'I'll never deny you.' Right?"
"Yes, I did my love, but can we... get creative? I'm sooo tired."
"Sure baby."
Once we were both in bed, Sarah stroked me to full erection, then whispered in my ear about how she needed my cum all over her breasts.
"I need to watch you mark them, I need to rub it into me and soak my tits in your cum. Do it for me baby" she purred.
It's not nearly the same, but I could tell she needed a break so I went with it. When I got close I mounted her chest. She wrapped her luscious tits around me and I ended up painting her chin and mouth instead of her breasts. Sarah was a sport and didn't complain. Seeing her smile up at me afterwards was kind of beautiful, really.
"You didn't sleep too well last night, did you Ben? You tossed and turned a bit."
"Well, I had some sexy dreams, maybe that had something to do with it. Sorry."
"No problem baby, just observing, not complaining."
As Sarah drove to work Carol's remark occurred to her again. She thought about what Carol had said, and about how Ben hadn't slept as well last night as the night before. An idea was starting to form.
Midmorning she said she was going out for some fresh air. She dialed Carol's number.
"Hey Sarah, how's it going?"
"Great thanks, how about you?"
"I could use a massage and some pounding, but not bad" Carol laughed.
"Do you remember what you said yesterday? About a pinch hitter?"
"Ooh, someone's feeling naughty!"
"Oh, shut up. But don't, because tell me, how serious were you?"
"I dunno, why?"
"I just can't keep up with him! I need a break, and I know he needs more! What can I do?"
"Didn't I already tell you?"
"Seriously? I mean, do you know anyone who's done that?"
Carol paused. Just before Susan was about to ask "Are you still there?" she said "Yes. I'm not completely at liberty to discuss it, but let's just say there are wives who will do a lot to provide for their husbands."
"Woah. How does that work out, long term?"
"Sheesh, what am I, the encyclopedia of fucking? 73% of the time it works out great, 12% is a total disaster, and the 12th percentage the data isn't complete yet."
"That doesn't add up to 100%."
"Are. You. Serious. Wait, you're really thinking about this, aren't you?"
"I'm telling you, I need a break and I don't want to just say 'deal with it, we'll fuck when I'm good and ready.' He treats me better than that. It's so inconsiderate."
Once again, Carol fell silent for a few seconds. "Listen, I'm going to be completely up front with you, because you're one of my closest friends. Ben is hot. 'Beefcake' starts with Ben" she said in a sing-song voice. I miiiight be prejudiced about this whole idea, you know?"
"Have you -- do you have a crush on my husband?"
"Call it whatever you want, Ben is one sexy guy."
Susan realized that not only did this news fail to upset her, it actually made her panties moisten. Quite a bit.
"I've gotta run. Lunch again tomorrow?"
"Sounds great!"
I was home before Sarah that night. I hardly gave her a chance to put down her purse before I was kissing her, rubbing her, and undressing her. She laughed, and quickly got into it.
"What's with you?"
"I didn't get to have you yesterday, I'm going nuts!"
"Oh baby -- oooh! - oh, you are too much ooh --"
I could tell she was ready, so I spun her around, bent her over the island, and ran my knob up and down between her lips. I massaged her shoulders as I teased, but not for long. She pushed back at just the right moment, and I was entering her. We both moaned at the sensation.
It's fascinating when you think about it. Two people, one act, one union. But the sensations, the experiences are so different. I feel the throb, the pressure, the swelling and then the slick, tight envelopment. The need to thrust, to grind, to get as deep as possible. She feels -- and obviously I'm guessing here, based on what she's told me and what I've read -- the heat, the slick wetness, the desire to be filled and stretched. She feels the invasion, feels herself molding around the man who can't think of anything but what he's doing to her, she feels the pulse and rhythm and tipping over into her shuddering, spasming, body-consuming climax before feeling me grow even harder. And then she feels the gift surging into her, making her even wetter as I give her the ultimate tribute, deep inside her body. Wow, is it hard to find words that do this justice. Maybe if we practice a lot more the best words will come to me. My Susan sure did. Well, we did, together.
Having taken the edge off of my need, we settled in, made dinner together, and watched a movie. Susan loves LA Story. I'll admit, it's not just funny, it's kind of sweet. When it was over, we got ready for bed and crawled in naked, like always. I love that about her. I also love the taste of her. She lay on her side, with one leg bent up, and that's all the access I needed. I crawled straight under the covers and dove in.
"Woooaaahh what are you doing!?"
"mmmph"
"Oh, ohaaaayyyyyy ahhh-"
I was kind of surprised how fast she came on my tongue. A bit flattered too! Nice to know I still had it. I moved into place and I was halfway into her pussy when she winced a bit.
"Ow, baby, I'm a bit tender from earlier. Can we just go to sleep?"
"Oh, sure, you got to clamp your knees again" I kidded her.
"How about a blow job then? Can you feed me, stud?"
"Oh yes I fucking well can!"
We rolled around and I ended up on my back, with my legs spread enough for Sarah to rest comfortably between then. She smiled up at me and wrapped her lips around the tip of my erection. Even if she's in a hurry her blowjobs are not to be missed.
The suction was intense. I got even bigger and harder as she drew me deeper and deeper into her mouth. She kept her eyes locked on mine as she began bobbing her head, swirling her tongue at the top of every stroke and going deeper at the bottom. Soon I was down her throat. She kept going, her determination rising. I had some extra stamina because of the earlier orgasm. I could see how badly she wanted her mouthful.
"Come on, feed me baby!"
