Si Cabin Seduction

Chapter 2: Next Day

In the previous story, Suzanne and Kate flirt with one another's husbands at a ski cabin. Sexy massages lead to passionate sex with the other's husband. But the morning after they need to deal with the feelings they aroused...

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Kate knew as soon as she woke up that Tim was upset. He was standing at the bedroom window, staring out, his body rigid and tense.

"Tim... are you alright?"

"Do you think I'm alright?" he lashed out at her. "Should I be alright after watching you sucking on Mark's fucking cock?"

"Oh god Tim I'm sorry. It wasn't supposed to happen like that. Suzanne and I were just going to tease with you guys, but we all had so much to drink, it just got out of control."

"Yeah, you were out of control alright. How many times did Mark fuck you last night?"

"Dammit Tim, I'm really sorry, and I'd do anything to undo last night. But don't put this all on me. I saw your head between Suzanne's legs, and nobody was forcing you. You just need to calm down before either of us says something we really regret."

"Fine. Right now I just need to get away from you. I'm going skiing." He snarled, pulling on his clothes and storming out.

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Suzanne woke slowly, gradually becoming aware that Mark was watching her.

"Good morning," he said softly, then leaned down to kiss her.

"Mmmmm... you're in a good mood. Guess I should let you fulfill your fantasies more often."

"I noticed you were doing some fulfilling of your own!" he laughed.

"So... we're OK about last night?"

"I am if you are," he replied. "I just hope Tim and Kate are OK. They've always seemed pretty reserved about sex. Frankly I can't believe how wild Kate was."

"Me neither. We talked about teasing you guys, and I hoped it might go a little farther, but I figured she'd be the one to put on the brakes before things got too intense."

"Well, guess she had a lot of pent up desire!" Mark grinned as he rose from the bed and looked out the window. "Wow, the weather's pretty gray out there. Not sure I'm up for skiing."

"Well... want to go shopping? There are some great little boutiques in town!"

"Not my idea of a great day!" Mark replied. "Why don't you go ahead? I think I may go back to sleep for a while."

"Maybe Kate will go with me, and we can talk about last night. I want to be sure she's OK."

"Nah... I heard their car leave before you woke up. Guess they decided to ski by themselves today."

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Kate's anger died quickly after Tim left. She was hurt by his words, but more than anything, guilty for what she had done. She hoped he would forgive her, and that she hadn't done irreparable harm to their marriage. She lay on the bed for a long time, crying quietly.

When she finally got up and looked out the window, she saw that both cars were gone. Mark and Suzanne must have gone skiing, she thought to herself.

She decided she needed to do something to calm down. She went to the downstairs bathroom, which had a big tub, and filled it with bubble bath. Soon she was soaking in the hot water, tears still running down her face as she thought about Tim. After a while she began to relax. Her thoughts drifted to last night, and how she had felt with Mark's strong arms around her. She recalled feel of his body against hers, under her, on top of her. Lost in her thoughts, she hardly noticed that she was caressing her breasts, her nipples growing stiff as she teased them with her soapy, slippery fingers.

Her memories of last night were hazy, dimmed by the wine she had consumed, but she could still almost feel Mark's enormous cock filling her, his big body moving against hers. Her hands moved down her body, sliding over her soapy skin. She began to touch herself, rubbing slowly as she thought of Mark. She was surprised at how aroused she was, thinking about Mark. Her fingers slid between her swollen lips, and she moved them quickly in and out of her pussy. She began to rub her clit, fantasizing about Mark's cock, almost feeling it thrusting into her.

She came with a sudden rush, her body suddenly convulsing as her orgasm hit her. She was surprised at the strength of her orgasm, and suddenly felt guilty for fantasizing about Mark. Maybe Tim was right... maybe what happened last night was all her fault.

She quickly stood up and pulled the plug from the tub, using the showerhead to rinse the soap from her body. She toweled off quickly and pulled on her robe, confused and upset.

The house was a little chilly, so she put some fresh logs in the woodstove and stoked it until the room began to warm. She made herself a cup of tea, and sat on the couch. She thought about Tim again, and was overcome by a deep sadness. She set down the teacup, still steaming, and sat on the couch crying softly.

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Mark was surprised to hear the shower running... he thought everyone had left. Pulling on his robe, he walked down the stairs. Kate was sitting on the couch, her back to the stairway, and he could tell she was crying.

She didn't hear him as he walked up behind her and rested his hands on her shoulders. She jumped as he touched her, but calmed as he began rubbing her shoulders. "Shhh..." he said. "It's OK... it's OK... just relax"

He massaged her neck and shoulders, his strong hands slowly relieving her tension. After a while, she stopped crying, and looked up at him.

"Thank you." She said. "I didn't think anyone else was here... I feel really embarrassed"

Wordlessly, he walked into the kitchen and poured himself a cup of tea, then sat on the couch next to her.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about. I take it you're upset about last night?"

"Yeah... well, upset about Tim. She's really shook up. I think I really hurt him, and I never meant to. Mark, I don't want to lose Tim!"

Mark set down his cup and put his arm around her. She found herself leaning into him and sniffling. She was afraid any minute she'd start crying again.

"You're not going to lose Tim," Mark reassured her. "You guys are perfect together... anybody can tell that. And anyway, he'd be an idiot to let go of a sexy woman like you."

"I've never felt sexy. People always say I'm cute... but my tits are to small, and I've got freckles everywhere. Suzanne's the sexy one! God I wish I looked like her."

"Hey, everybody is different. But you are just as sexy as Suzanne! I shouldn't say this, but I've wanted to fuck you since the day we met. And last night was incredible!"

"Yes... it was." Kate's heart was suddenly racing as she thought about last night. She felt Marks body against her, felt his arm around her. She felt a familiar tingling between her legs. "God Mark I never experience anything like last night. I knew I shouldn't do those things, but when I saw your body, and touched you - "

She never finished her sentence. She felt Mark's lips on hers, felt her mouth opening to welcome his probing tongue. He pulled her close as they kissed.

His hand slipped between them, slipped inside her robe and cupped her breast. She felt her nipple stiffening against his palm as he squeezed her. She felt her robe sliding off her shoulders as Mark kissed her neck, then her breasts, and then took her nipple between his lips and sucked her.

Her hands seemed to move by themselves, pulling open Mark's robe and releasing his cock. She gasped at the size of it, hardly believing that last night it had been inside her. She wrapped her hand around his shaft, unable to close her fingers around it. She stroked him slowly, feeling hi cock throbbing, growing harder and harder, while Mark greedily sucked and bit her nipples.

She felt his fingers opening her, spreading her wetness. She gasped as he slid a finger inside her. His hands were so big, she thought... his finger was almost like a cock in her. He moved his finger in and out of her. She couldn't believe how wet she was, and how good he felt. He added a second finger, opening her wider, twisting his hand as he slid his fingers in and out of her sopping pussy. His hand was pressed against her clit, rubbing her as his fingers filled her. She moaned and raised her hips, welcoming his fingers.

Pre-cum was leaking from the tip of Mark's cock. Kate spread the slick fluid over his bulging cock-head, then down his shaft. She wrapped both her hand around his shaft and stroked him, as his fingers slid in and out of her.

"Mark, "she gasped, "Mark I'm going to cum!"

He thrust his fingers deep into her and held them there as her pussy clenched around them, her body shaking with her orgasm. Her juices flooded over his hand as he withdrew his fingers.

He put his hands on her hips and lifted her effortlessly. She straddled him, putting her arms around his neck. She felt the head of his cock against the swollen lips of her pussy. She spread her legs wide and rocked her hips as Mark lowered her, using her entire body to guide his cock into her. She felt her lips stretch around his knob, feeling the plum-sized cock head pop into her. She moaned again as she felt his cock filling her, felt her lips stretching to accommodate his thick shaft.

She couldn't believe how effortlessly Mark held her, his big hands raising and lowering her, moving her up and down, each time further down onto his shaft. She gasped and groaned as he stretched and filled her, not believing she could take all of him into her.

And them, finally, she was resting on his lap, his cock buried completely inside her. He wrapped his arms around her and pulled her tight, her small tits pressed against his chest, and kissed her deeply.

Then once again his hands were on her hips, lifting her, moving her. She used her legs to help him as he moved her up and down, each thrust filling her. Faster and faster they moved, grunting and moaning, fucking one another. She slid her hand between them, pressing her clit, as he thrust into her again and again.

She was bouncing furiously up and down, her pert tits bouncing, her nipples grazing his chest. And somehow it felt like Mark was driving deeper with each thrust, impaling her on his cock... and then she was cumming again, a long, continuous orgasm wracking her body as Mark continued to fuck her.

He drove her down onto his cock one final time, raising his hips at the same time, and let out a groan as he began to cum. She felt his cock jerking inside her, shooting jet after jet of hot cum into her tortured pussy. He held her there, kissing her, as their orgasms slowly subsided.

Mark let her body settle against him, limp. She found herself crying, her tears running down his chest. He was holding her tenderly, comforting her again. She felt his closeness and his strength, and let herself give in to her emotions.

After a while, her tears subsided. She looked up at Mark and he kissed her lightly. Their eyes met, and some kind of understanding passed between them.

They both jumped as they heard the sound of a car pulling to a stop in the driveway.