"Jason ... there's something I have to tell you," Kristen said, continuing to stroke his cock as she rolled over to face him. She kissed his lips gently and caressed his hair with her free hand.
Jason moaned slightly at the touch of her hand.
"What is it, Babe?" he asked only half paying attention.
"Something happened this weekend, and I'm not sure how to tell you about it."
The tone in her voice caught Jason's attention, and he struggled to focus on what she was saying, and not on the delightful way her fingers were dragging across his balls. She cupped them in her hand, enjoying their weight. She tugged gently on them.
"I'm ... umm ... listening," he said, drifting back into pleasureland.
"OK, but you have to let me tell the whole story before you interrupt, and I just want to stress right up front that I love you more than anything else in the world."
That got Jason's attention, and his cock deflated slightly despite her attention.
"What's going on, Honey?"
Kristen began telling how she had awoken the night before last in an excited state and had hoped to have a mutual masturbation session with him via video chat.
"Damn, I wish I'd been online!" he responded.
Kristen playfully shoved him.
"Me, too! But in your absence, I decided to read a story and get myself off all by my lonesome," she said, referring to the erotic literature on Literotica.com.
"Damn, this story is getting better and better, you naughty girl!" Jason said.
"You have no idea!" Kristen replied.
"Anyway, right after I finished my little self-exploration, I received a video chat invitation. I thought it was you, but it turned out to be Rachel."
"How is Rachel? We need to get together with her and Mark," Jason said. Rachel was Kristen's best friend. They had met when Rachel was a personal fitness trainer back when Kristen was dramatically overweight, a fact belied by the lean, hard body she now sported.
"Would you let me tell this story?" Kristen asked, noticing that Jason's big dick was back at full strength.
"Rachel had just finished a steamy date with Mark, and she told me all the juicy details — how he had brought her to orgasm in the restaurant; how she had then teased him while they ate; and how Mark had taken her hard from behind as soon as they walked into the door."
"Damn," Jason said. "I would have loved to have seen that," picturing Rachel bracing herself against the wall while Mark rammed his cock into her, slapping her ass with his groin.
"What did you think about her telling you all that?"
"Well ... ," Kristen stammered. "It really turned me on."
"I can imagine," Jason said, more than a little turned on himself.
"No, I mean it really turned me on ... as in, I started touching myself while she was telling the story."
"Well, that's no so bad," Jason said.
"Wait, there's more. I didn't just casually touch myself. I really got into it. So into it, in fact, that I came while Rachel was telling me the story."
"You what!" Jason exclaimed. "I thought you said it was a video chat."
"It was," Kristen replied sheepishly.
"You masturbated during a video chat with Rachel?" he asked incredulously. "Did she know what you were doing?
"Ummm, it was a little hard for her not to."
"Holy shit!" Jason said. "That is totally fucking hot. I can't believe you did that. What did she say?"
"It was hot, but I was mortified by what I had done. I was so embarrassed, but Rachel was totally cool. She said she knew what I was doing and that it excited her a lot."
"I knew I liked that girl," Jason said wolfishly. His cock was starting to leak pre-cum as he imagined his wife masturbating herself while her best friend talked about getting fucked royally by her boyfriend. "Damn!" He wished he had been there to see that little exchange.
Jason's cock was about to exploded, and he rolled Kristen onto her stomach and sat astride her legs, his hard cock resting on the crack of her ass.
"What happened next?" he asked, as he leaned down, pulling the cheeks of her tight ass apart and allowing a string of spittle to drip into that dark crevice. Kristen felt the warm spit trickle down her crack, and Jason spread it around with his cock, getting her all nice and slippery back there.
He slid his cock up and down her crack, rubbing it across her asshole. Kristen wasn't into anal sex, but she liked the feel of his hard cock rubbing her tender orifice. She knew that Jason really wanted to take her "that way," but she was afraid of the pain. Their past efforts at butt-fucking had been rather clumsy and less than satisfying.
Kristen moaned into the pillow as he pushed the head of his cock lower to her cunt and slid the head up and down her slit to lubricate it even more before slipping it into her wet hole.
Jason reveled in the feel of the warm cocoon enveloping his turgid member. He loved fucking her this way. She had a beautiful ass, and while most men probably wouldn't classify a woman's back as sexy, Jason loved the way Kristen's well-toned muscles rippled as she grasped the sheets in reaction to his rutting.
"I ... haven't ... even ... gotten ... to ... the ... best ... part," she managed to get out between hard thrusts.
"You're kidding!" Jason said. How could the story get that much better? But, he slowed his thrusting, moving in and out with deep practiced strokes and allowed Kristen to continue.
"Rachel invited me over to dinner. We chatted for a while, but neither of us brought up what had happened during the video chat. As we sat down to eat, though, something came over me, and I had to tell her how I felt."
Jason paused his gentle thrusts, his cock buried deep inside his wife, realizing that she was approaching the real point of the story.
"What do you mean, 'How you felt'?" he asked.
"Jason, you know how we've talked about bringing another woman into our sex life? I've thought about that a lot lately, and I realized that the idea excited me. Not only that, I realized that if I was going to be intimate with a woman, then that woman would be Rachel. Not only do I think she's totally hot, but I love her too."
A light was starting to go on in Jason's head.
"I told Rachel how I was attracted to her. That I had wondered what it would be like to be with a woman -- to be with her. I couldn't believe I said it, but I did. When that realization hit me, I was totally embarrassed and tried to get out of there, but Rachel stopped me. She took me in her arms and held me as I cried, kissing my hair and the tears streaming down my face."
Jason was breathing harder now. He knew where this was going.
"What happened next? he whispered, feeling like his cock might explode without him even moving.
"We kissed."
"And ..."
"We kissed some more."
"And ..."
"The next thing I know, she was kissing my neck and her hand was cupping my breast. Her leg was between mine, rubbing against me and driving me wild. She told me she wanted to make love to me."
"Did she?"
"Please don't be mad at me, Baby. It just felt so good, and I wanted it so bad!"
Jason couldn't stand it any more. The vision in his mind's eye of Rachel ravishing his beautiful wife was too incredible. His cock started spewing inside her, and he slammed it in a few times as he convulsed on her back.
"Ugghhhhh! O my God," he panted, each hard thrust spaced just a little further apart as his orgasm subsided. He collapsed on her back, panting hard. She felt the shudders pass through him as he gasped for breath, and she let him come down from the high before she spoke again.
"Does that mean you aren't mad at me? she asked tentatively.