The Awaening

The Awakening.

Chapter One.

We had been married a couple of years, dated for three before that and were in our early twenties. My husband got a new position, so we had to move to another city. It was a good move for both of us as we both now had good jobs and, after being in our new apartment for close to a year we had made new friends and were enjoying the new life.

Today was a typical Wednesday and as usual we would both be going out with our respective co-workers for drinks after work, he with the guys and me with the girls. It was mid September and still a hot and humid day.

This Wednesday was also my friend's birthday, turning 21, so was a little more special and we would be leaving work an hour or so early to celebrate. Little did my husband, and I know that our lives wouldn't be the same before this day ended.

Lots of fun at the birthday party all feeling slightly the worse for wear after the drinks. I lived close to the bar, so I walked home at about 7.30, turned on the TV and proceeded to get changed out of my office clothes. I unzipped my dress, sat on the bed to remove my pantyhose and stood up to look at myself in the mirror. At 5' 3" tall I liked the way I looked. Long thick, dark hair down to my shoulders, my body was "curvy". I was probably a little overweight for some, but my husband loved it and, more importantly, so did I. My boobs were 36C, a nice waist, great hips and legs, especially my thighs, were built for endurance! I unhooked my bra, lowered the straps and removed it and examined my boobs. At 22 years old, they were just as dense and firm as when they'd started growing ten years earlier with no real need for a bra except to cushion my highly sensitive nipples when they were erect, which was often. I smiled as I squeezed them together, creating the cleavage that had provided a warm home to more than one hard cock!

I guess I fell asleep curled up in the wing chair. In my sleep, I thought I was dreaming of hearing a voice but soon realized I was not dreaming. I opened my eyes and there in front of me was my husband's good friend Jeff who was kneeling in front of the chair, smiling and saying, "wake up sleepyhead". Confused, I gave a little smile, wondering where my husband was and then, to my horror, realized I had not got dressed and was only wearing my panties. I cupped my boobs with my hands and out of the corner of my eye saw my husband across the room.

He had the grin of having a few too many and then Jeff, also grinning, said, "Don't cover them up, I was going to give them a little kiss". I looked at my husband and he said, "Oh, give him a nibble and a jiggle". I couldn't believe what I'd just heard and in a split second I had a whole range of emotions, including anger that my husband would let another guy, no matter how good a friend, suck my boobs! I looked back at my husband and, still smiling, he just shrugged his shoulders and sat down on the sofa, watching.

I took a deep breath and that's when my feelings changed. My husband looked like he was settling in to watch a movie, the only thing missing was the popcorn! I looked at Jeff, moved my hands, exposing my boobs and said, "Go for it". If my husband wanted a show, I was going to give him one.

Jeff leaned forward and placed his lips around my nipples, first right, then left and then he pulled away. I said, "you woke me up for that? I

know

you can do better than that" and I pulled him back to my boobs and held him there. This time, he made a meal of it, sucking, licking and gently biting not only my nipples but all my ample boobs. I was really starting to enjoy this and drew his mouth up to mine and we kissed ferociously. I lifted his tee shirt and removed it, and, at the same time, I uncurled my legs and placed my feet on the floor either side of Jeff's body. My pussy was getting increasingly wet! He now had his hands around my waist and mine were around his neck. I knew that this was an inflection point, knowing the next destination would be my pussy. Either stop it right now or keep going. My body told me to choose the latter....

Another deep breath, I lifted myself up from the cushion and whispered, "Take my panties off". Jeff hesitated at first but when our eyes met and I nodded he slid both his hands down from my waist and under my panties, they were off in no time!

I moved my legs with them resting on both arms of the chair and my hairy bush and pussy wide open. Jeff started on my thighs, working his way up with his hands and his mouth. He sucked on both sides of my pussy, and I was in ecstasy, no going back now. I moved my right leg around his neck and moved my left further up the arm of the chair, I wanted my husband to see everything.

Jeff spread my pussy lips and started on my clit with his firm tongue while fingering my pussy. The juices were now flowing down to my ass, and I felt his other hand fingertips on my butt, using my juices as lube. I felt one finger, then two, enter my ass all the while, I was moving in rhythm with the fingers and squeezing my nipples. My eyes were watering, and I was starting to sweat, my breathe was short. I orgasmed with my back arching and my whole-body shuddering. I cried out involuntarily with no control.

My ears were ringing, and I moved my leg from Jeff's neck. He withdrew his fingers from my pussy and ass and moved back, his face was wet with my pussy juice. I leaned forward and licked my juice from his face, our lips met, and we kissed with our tongues exploring.

As we were kissing, I reached down to his crotch and could feel his hard cock inside his jeans, I wanted his cock now more than ever.

I started to unzip his jeans while he squeezed my boobs. With his jeans lowered, and feeling his cock through his white underwear, the excitement grew, and again, I was aware of my juices flowing from my pussy. I lowered his underwear and out sprang his cock. It was slightly longer than my husband's by about an inch, but it was thicker but not, I thought, too thick for me to get it into my mouth. To my delight, Jeff was also not circumcised, which I preferred. Pulling back a foreskin on a cock reminded me of the excitement I would feel as a little girl when opening a Christmas present with the anticipation of what was to be revealed! We switched positions with Jeff sitting in the chair and me on my knees in front of him, I preferred to go down and not sideways. As we switched, I looked at my husband, he'd not moved from the sofa. I wondered if he would intervene, but it didn't look like he was going to.

I started going down on Jeff, gently pulling back on his foreskin and licking the emerging head. Stroking and twisting slowly at first while sucking on his balls and the sides of his shaft. When his head was fully visible, with my mouth salivating, I lowered my lips over his cock. With every descent over his shaft, I sucked in my cheeks and massaged with my tongue. Each descent was a little more than the last until I felt his cock against my throat. Jeff was moaning so I pulled out and waited a little, I wanted him to cum in my pussy not my mouth right now. His cock had got a little larger and he was now rock hard and glistening from my saliva.

I gave his cock one more good suck and withdrew, stood up, and kissed his mouth. I started to climb on to the chair and Jeff moved more forward. I spread my legs to rest on both arms of the chair and positioned my pussy above his cock with my hands on his shoulders. As I lowered myself, Jeff toyed with my pussy with the head of his cock and then started to enter me. I moved my arms to the chair back and around his neck, wanting him to suck on my boobs while we fucked. My pussy was being stretched as Jeff's cock entered me and I lowered myself fully, savouring the fullness. We started to move against each other, finding our rhythm.

I pivoted my hips and Jeff thrust his cock upwards in unison. He was rubbing his hands all over my perspiring skin, finally settling on the cheeks of my ass, kneading, squeezing, spreading. My boobs were rubbing against the unshaved stubble on his face, providing further stimulation. Our thrusting became more urgent, and I could feel an orgasm coming. Jeff slapped one ass cheek then the other, I cried out and the pain made my pussy muscles contract around his shaft and my pussy exploded. I could feel my juices flowing as every nerve in my shuddering body seemed to be on fire. Jeff's thrusts grew harder and faster and the slaps grew in frequency and force. After each slap he squeezed the cheek to intensify the pain, I started crying and had no control over my body as he was holding my ass in place and just pounding me. His breathing got faster, and he was about to cum. Two more hard slaps and we both exploded, both of our bodies shaking uncontrollably. I felt his hot seed squirt inside me and I lost any control I might have had as my pussy and my bladder let go. He pulled my legs off the chair arms, and I collapsed on top of him. I just laid there, shaking and feeling his cock still inside me, I didn't want it to end. He gently lifted my head from his shoulder, kissed me and said, "Our little secret?" and I nodded "Yes".

I slowly lifted myself off him and, having to move my arms, lowered myself one more time onto his cock and then lifted clear. The chair and Jeff were soaking. I leaned over and gave his cock one last suck and kiss, he smiled.

My husband was standing now. I looked over and said, "ok, show's over, I'm going in the shower."

Alone in the bathroom, I realized what I'd just done. Did I intend to go that far? Initially no but once it started, I couldn't stop, and the act took on a life of its own.

I looked at my wet body. My boobs were red from Jeff's stubble, and it looked like Alice Cooper had done my makeup, my mascara had run down my cheeks! I felt between my legs and some of Jeff's cum had seeped out of my pussy. I used my fingers to scoop it off my thighs, tasted it, and swallowed. The cheeks of my ass were red raw and tender to the touch. I'd never been spanked before but hoped it wouldn't be the last time.

When I came out of the bathroom after the shower, Jeff was gone. My husband was watching TV, had got himself a beer and, ironically, was eating popcorn. I got myself a large Gin & Tonic and sat down. He eventually looked at me and said, "I think you enjoyed that". I said, "Yes, and I think that you did too". We talked for almost an hour and realized that I liked being fucked by other men and he enjoyed watching.

We went to bed, and I took his cock in my mouth. He didn't take long to climax, and I swallowed it all. I just needed to taste cum in my mouth. We fell asleep in each others' arms.

As I drifted off to sleep, I relived the sex I'd had with Jeff and knew I wanted more, with him and other men. I slept well.