Sharing My Love

"Oh God yes, that's good. Are you watching Bobby? Are you? Oh yes, Charlie, faster, faster I'm almost there. Oh God yes, yes. I'm cummmmmiiinnnggg. Oh yes, yes. Bobby did you see that. What a wonderful orgasm. Are you watching and pulling your cock? Oh, oh another, I can't stand it. Oh another yes, yes. Oh God Charlie, cum for me. Fill my pussy with your cum. Bobby watch his cum leak out of me while he fucks me. Please Charlie, cum with me. I am there again. Do it Charlie, yes, yes. Ohhhhohhohhh. That was great, "I screamed.

"You really get turned on by playing that you are fucking someone else, don't you Janice?" Bobby uttered.

"In an out very gently for me, Bobby. I think I feel a little one on its way. Yes, it does turn me on. It feels so naughty. Oh, yes Bobby that's good. I love you so much," I said.

Bobby rolled off of me, and we held each other as tightly as we could. We were so much in love and our sex life was really enhanced by playing games. He had asked me several times if I would like to do it for real, but I have always been afraid that things would turn sour afterward. I know thinking about my fucking someone else really made him hot, but reality might be painful rather than exciting.

We had been married for six years. I was still under thirty and didn't have kids yet, so I believed that I was still attractive to men. I am about five foot four inches tall and I weigh about 105. I am really slight, and I have very small breasts, but I make up for that with seductiveness. I flirt all of the time, and that really turns Bobby on.

"I want you to do this for real, Janice," Bobby said. "I know that you would enjoy it."

"Bobby, I just don't know if I could make love to another man while you were watching, and I fear how you would feel after I was done. Maybe you would be hot for me, but maybe you would think I was dirty. Besides I really don't know if I could cum with you watching."

"Let's do it first without me watching," Bobby replied. "You can go out on a date and tell me about it after you get home. I would love for you to tell me about it while making passionate love!"

"OK lover boy, do you have someone in mind?" Janice asked.

"As a matter of fact I do," he answered without hesitation.

"Who?" I asked.

"Zack Rogers, our CEO is coming to town for the first time tomorrow, and I would like to fix him up with a really good piece of ass. He is distinguished looking, and he is not fat," Bobby answered.

"I thought you used call girls for that," I said.

"We usually do, but this is special," he stated.

"Special hell, you want to whore me out," I exclaimed. I rolled over and refused to answer his pleadings: first for his cause and then for my forgiveness for this indiscretion. I was staring at the clock while seething with anger, but I must admit that the thought of another man tickled my imagination. I let him quiet down some, and then rolled over to face him.

In an indignant voice I blurted," Ok, I will fuck his brains out, and I'll love it, Bobby. If there are consequences you will have to bare them. Call me at work tomorrow and tell me where to meet him and how to recognize him. Now say no more, I don't want to talk about it." I kissed him and rolled over to sleep.

"Please honey," Bobby started.

"Believe me Bobby," I said, "Everything will be all right. I am not angry anymore because it might just be fun. If I have dinner with him, and I don't like him do I have to fuck him anyway?

"Of course not." Bobby replied.

"OK then, I will go and have a wonderful time," I said. " Good night." I was actually getting to like the idea. I was so excited that I started rubbing my slit.

***

Our morning started normally. "Bobby, I want to take a change of clothes to work with me. Would you ask Zack if I could just come to his hotel room and take a shower there before we go out?" I asked.

"You want to shower in his hotel room before you even meet him," Bobby replied.

"I just want to shower. What difference does it make anyway? I am to be his for the taking am I not," I said.

"Ok," Bobby said as he left the house.

I had a little time so I poured another cup of coffee, and I sat on the porch to think things over. I thought about the strange circumstances and the excitement I felt. This was going to be some day.

I went to the bedroom to get ready for work. When I got in the shower I thought that maybe I should do it up right. I showered, shaved my legs, underarms, and finally my pussy. I had never shaved my pubic area before, but when I was done it really felt good. Now I was really excited and moisture started to form on my pussy lips. I gave my clit a flick with my finger as I got out of the shower.

I threw a short black dress, a small black bag, and a pair of fuck me heals into a suitcase. I reached into the drawer and got out some really sheer panties, but I changed my mind and threw them back into the drawer. I thought for a minute, and then I and then threw in an extra set of clothes for work tomorrow. Maybe this would be a great date, and I wanted to be prepared for anything.

***

After work I went to Zack's hotel and approached room 3235 as per Bobby's instructions. I knocked and a very handsome gentleman answered.

"You must be Janice," he said. "My you are beautiful, more so than I ever expected.

I blushed a little and said," I am glad to meet you Zack. May I come in to shower and change?"

I was admitted and found him not only to be good looking but kind and considerate too. "I'll give you some privacy, Janice," Zack said. "I will meet you in the bar when you are finished."

I showered and changed. It felt so good when I got to wash my newly shaved pussy. I rubbed for a minute, but I quickly realized that I had to save it for the evening. I was so horny and soooo sensitive. He wasn't going to have any trouble getting into my panties if I had been wearing any.

After dressing I proceeded to the bar, and there I found Zack sitting at a corner table waiting for me patiently. He offered me a drink, and we sat quietly talking for about an hour. I was really warming up to him. He made no effort to hit on me, and he even told me that if I didn't want to go through with this it would be all right. I told him that I liked him more by the minute, and that I was very happy right now. Occasionally I would lean a bit so he could get a good look at my small tits through my open neckline. His look of approval made me feel good inside.

"A friend of mine recommended a little bistro named Sam and Harvey's," he said. He said that it was a quiet little place with excellent seafood. Would you like to go there?"

"I have never been there, but it sounds good to me," I replied. "Going to a strange place will only heighten the adventure for me."

"I don't have a rental car. Would you like to take a cab or drive your car?" he asked.

"My car will be fine if you will drive," I replied. He smiled and we left the bar, hand in hand like a couple of kids.

We talked as we drove and found that we really had a lot in common. I was really enjoying myself. When we got to the restaurant we were ushered to a booth in the darkest corner. Rather than sitting across from me, he slid in beside me to be close. We ordered and ate. We talked and laughed. Both of us were having a lot of fun. Eventually he reached his arm around my shoulder and finding no resistance he kissed me lightly. I pulled him close and pushed my tongue into his mouth. He responded in kind, and we both understood that we would enjoy each other's bodies that night.

"Would you like to dancing for a while?" he asked. "There is a little club in my hotel that looks rather nice."

"Sounds great to me," I answered. While we drove back to the hotel I wanted to put my hands all over him, but I didn't want to seem too aggressive. He wanted to go slowly, so I let him establish the pace.

***

We had drinks and started to dance. That was when he committed to the first move. He pulled me close as we swayed to the slow music. He let his hands slide down to my ass and cupped my cheeks firmly. I pushed against him and felt his hard cock pushing against my stomach. I felt so good; so safe and warm in his arms. When we got back to our table the held me close and ran his hand under my dress. A smile came across his face as his fingers reached my bald uncovered cunt. I spread my legs a little bit to give him access and he began to trace my slit with his finger. I was really getting wet, and he knew it. Easily he pushed a finger into me. He found my sweet spot and messaged it softly, and then he moved to my clit. I started to moan.

"You are going to make me cum right here," I said.

"Please do," he replied.

I nuzzled my face into his chest as he messaged my pussy to the point of dripping. Suddenly a volcano erupted in my cunt sending spasms to my toes and head. I went limp.

"Are you going to come to my room with me?" he asked.

I squeezed his cock though his pants and smiled. "If we don't get going we won't be able to make it to your room," I answered.

In the elevator he pushed me against the wall urgently. He put his hand under my dress again, but this time I unzipped his pants and freed his raging cock. It was really very long and thick with large ridges that were formed by big veins. It was the biggest dick that I had ever seen, and I couldn't wait to get it into my body. We kissed deeply as we melted into each other's being. He didn't put his cock back in as we raced to his room. Inside there was an open bottle of champagne on ice waiting when we entered. He poured, and we sat on his couch petting some more while we consumed our drinks.

I had had all that I could take. I bent at the waist and consumed his generous cock into my mouth. God, it tasted as good as it looked. I tried to be patient and lick slowly, but my lust was betraying me. I slipped to my knees between his legs and took off his pants shorts and shoes without releasing his member from my mouth. I kissed and sucked his balls gently. I had to have his cum. I covered his love stick with my mouth and pumped him furiously with my hand. I could feel him expand, my hand could felt his balls contract. He tried to pull out to cum, but I held on tight until he moaned and started shooting jet after jet of his thick, gooey, white cum into my mouth. There was so much that I couldn't swallow it all, and it spilled onto my dress.

"You are so good, soooo hot," he said. "That was the best I've ever had."

He reached under my arms and raised me to my feet. He licked my sticky lips and drove his tongue into my cum coated mouth. . He dropped to his knees and kissed my pussy. He arose again, unzipped my dress, and he allowed it to fall to the floor. He lifted me and carried me to the bed tenderly.

"Do you want to leave your stockings and heals on?" he asked.

"If you want me to be your whore leave them on, but if you want me to be your lover tonight take them off," I answered. He gently removed both, and I smiled contentedly. He held me closely, kissing my eyes and neck. He slid down and kissed my nipples and began to nurse. His hand slid to my sloppy wet cunt, and his fingers started to trace the outline of my slit. He started to finger fuck me with one finger, then two. I opened my thighs as wide as I could to invite him to do more. He kissed me down my body taking time to lick my navel. Then he began a full assault to my pussy with his mouth and tongue. "Please fuck me," I begged, but he kept on with his tongue. "I want you in me, God you are driving me crazy," I cried.

"Get on your knees so you can straddle my face," he said. "I want your juice to flow into my mouth. I want to drink your love." I did as he asked and pushed my smooth juicy pussy into his face. I rocked back and forth relishing the wonderful sensations coursing through my body.

He tongue fucked me and licked my clit until I was out of my mind. "Oh God, ooowwwww ,oh yes, yes that feels sooooo good," I screamed. I was almost smothering him as I came. The tremors grew within me, and the explosions rocked my soul. I relinquished my being to his love. As I cooled down he started to move away. "No please, there are more. Please don't stop yet," I begged. He continued to bring me two more orgasms before I slumped and collapsed on the bed.

I kissed him over and over again while savoring the taste of my pussy in his mouth. It was so erotic. He was so good. I wanted more. "Please, enter me now," I asked. Do it slowly so we can last for a long time. He honored my request without comment, and we fucked for what seemed a long time. I exploded several more times, and then I asked him to cum inside me as I sobbed with joy.

"I want to feel your sperm in me, Zack," I said, " Please cum in me, please."

" I want to cum in you, sweetheart," he replied. I could feel his love tool expand even more. He drove deeply into my tunnel, pressing his pubic hair against my bare skin. He exploded releasing shot after shot of his warm soothing juice in me. I came again, writhing and bucking my hips. I was screaming in his ear, and was clutching his cock with my vaginal muscles as hard as I could. I knew that he was sensitive after cumming, but I couldn't control myself. I kept humping until the last wave of pleasure passed, and I had no more strength.

"You are something else," he exclaimed as he wrapped his arms around me. It felt so warm and comfortable, that I could have stayed like that forever. "Would you please stay the night?" he asked.

"I will have to call Bobby," I answered. I started playing with his cock as a plan formed in my head.

"As soon as you can get hard again I will call," I answered. "I would love to spend the night with you, Zack. You are a great lover."

"Why do you want me hard to call your husband?" he asked.

"I want to play head games with him," I replied. His cock was growing already. The prospect must have appealed to him because he was fully hard in a few minutes.

He pulled the phone to the bed. "Let me get on top and put your cock into me. I will call like this because I want my mood to be right. Remember, this is for fun."

I dialed the phone. Since it didn't even finish the first ring I assumed that he must have been almost sitting on it. " Hello," he said.

"Hi Hun, it's me," I replied.

"Janice, when are you coming home?" he asked.

"Bobby, I am having a wonderful time. I am so glad you set this up. Zack is so nice, and he has such a biiiiig cock," I replied.

"I am glad you are having a good time, but when are you coming home?" he asked again.

"Bobby," I said. Zack interrupted by touching my clit. "Oh, Zack, stop it I am trying to talk." Zack didn't stop but only made it feel better. "Oh, that feels soooo good. I am sitting on Zack with his cock in me. I am fucking him right now. God that feels good."

"Janice, when are you coming home?" he asked insistently.

"Bobby, Zack has asked me to spend the night. I am having such a good time. You don't mind do you Bobby?" I asked.

"I guess not," he answered in a resigned tone.

" Thank you Bobby. Oh Zack stop for a minute so I can talk. God that feels good." I said. "I will go straight to work from here I said so don't wait for me in the morning. You did a good job of picking my date. Maybe you can do it again sometime."

"Maybe," Bobby said sadly. "Have a good time, sweetheart."

"Laid it on kind of thick didn't you," Zack said.

"I am glad things worked out the way they did, but I would rather pick my own dates," I replied.

We stayed like that for a while talking and laughing together. Occasionally I would lean over and kiss him, or I would squeeze his cock with my cunt muscles. Cum had run out of me all over his balls, and I reached behind me, and rubbed them covering my hand with our cum. I offered the hand for Zack to lick, and I licked too. It was so erotic.

His hips started undulating under me, so I knew that he wanted more. I leaned over to kiss him, and he started twisting my nipples. I started rocking, but the urgency of the moment required more. In seconds I was raising and lowering my body giving him full strokes inside me. I could feel the tension mount in my pussy as another orgasm drew near. I began to fuck him recklessly, and in seconds the thunder rolled in my head and the lightning flashed in my eyes. The first wave was smaller then those that to come, but another and another followed each with increasing intensity. I was pounding him and screaming wildly. I had lost control again as the pleasure wracked my entire body.

I was unaware of Zack's impending orgasm until he started to scream with me. "Oh ya baby," he gasped. I felt him tighten so I clamped his cock in my sex muscles, and milked him as hard as I could. At the same time I exploded again. I shook and shivered as tears ran down my face. It was so good that I didn't think that I could stand anymore.

As our passion subsided I leaned over and held him close "You are the best," he said. "I could stay like this and fuck you for the rest of my life. If you were mine I would keep you so busy with me that you would have no time for anyone else."

"You are great too, Zack," I said. "Hold me tight." We lay together and muttered complements to each other while we kissed. We pressed our bodies against each other as if we would never see each other again. I knew that I still loved Bobby, but I would come to cherish these moments.

Passion was again building in my soul. I moved my mouth to his tool and started licking the area clean of our cum. In minutes he was hard again. He rolled me over and raised my ass off the bed. In an instant he was driving his piston in and out of me.

"God, I love doggy," I wimpered as I groaned with joy. He reached around and started rubbing my clit, and in an instant he sent me into orbit again. I don't know if it was one long orgasm or a lot of them, but I thought that the orgasm would never end. It was ecstasy. I was smashing my ass against his pelvis savagely. Since he had come so much already he pumped me for a long, long time, and I thought I was going to die from the magnificent rumblings in me. Finally he groaned, and I felt his warm seed spurting into me, and we collapsed again. My pussy was so open and sloppy. I was so content.

Both of were exhausted, and we fell asleep in each other's arms. I felt as if Zack's spirit had been burned into my existence, and I hoped that the reverse was also true. I still loved Bobby with all of my heart, but I had a special thing for Zack too. In the beginning I was afraid that an affair would break up our marriage, but now I knew I could handle the feelings that I had for both men. I knew that I could never be satisfied with a monogamous relationship again, and I hoped that Bobby could accept this as part of our lives

***

I awakened in the morning before the wake up call. I wanted Zack so much that my pussy started to moisten again. I rolled him onto his back and started to suck his dick.

"Wow," he exclaimed, "what a way to wake up."

"I want you Zack, please," I said.

Without a word he pushed me onto my back and moved between my legs. His motion was so smooth and gentle. He slid into me and slowly began the trek to ecstasy. This wasn't a fuck, it was lovemaking. He held me and kissed me so softly that it melted me. His motion made me feel wanted and loved. Gently we entered a new consciousness, enjoying each other's emotion. Our orgasms came at the same time, and we reveled in our mutual enjoyment.

After a cool down period I got out of bed, and I went to shower and dress. When I finished he came to me and hugged me as though he never wanted to part. "You were wonderful, sweetheart," he said. "Can you come back tonight. I could stay in town another night if you would."

I started to cry. "Oh Zack, I really couldn't hurt Bobby anymore than I did last night. I will never forgive myself for that," I said. "I still really love him and I don't want to end our marriage. Do you understand?