The Genie Is Out of the Bottle

As I read more submissions, I realize I have been doing it wrong! I had been trying to keep my stories short but in doing so, I have left out a lot of detail. I have found that even the long stories are more interesting when they delve into finer detail, so here goes.

This opus will be sub-titled "The Joe Saga". It is the adventures we had with Joe. It is the development of a relationship that may illuminate more of our lifestyle choices. Then again, maybe not. But at least this will be an erotic tale.

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Joe, and his wife Jean, were friends of ours that lived in our rural community and attended the same church. We had left the city where Bill lived to take a better job and to be closer to Mona's parents. It seemed like we were spending every other weekend traveling two hours so the grandparents could spoil the grandkids. So when the opportunity came along, we took it.

Joe and Jean lived on her parent's land, which was next to the church grounds. In fact, the parsonage was built on land her parents had donated to the church. They were about our age and had two daughters who were a few years younger than our kids. Since there weren't many young couples around, we started spending time doing activities together. Joe and I played softball on the same team and our kids all played ball at the community recreation center.

Jean was an extremely good looking woman. She had a knockout figure and a pretty face. She was the kind of woman that most guys were envious of the fact that Joe got to go to bed with her every night. She knew that guys were admiring her in her tight jeans and tight fitting tops. However, she made it very clear that she was not approachable. She was the original ice queen.

So it was very shocking to the community when Joe moved out. He worked for the State government and got a transfer to the capital while the divorce went through the courts. I stayed in touch with him through email. This was the age of dial-up and CB radios.

About a year later I found out the details behind the breakup. It seems that the ice queen had decided she didn't want any more kids and to prevent that all she would do is let Joe give her oral sex while she jerked him off. She also liked the control this represented. In fact, after the divorce, she took a high school senior as her plaything, since eating her cunt was a slice of heaven to him and a hand job was better than jacking off. Of course when the story got out, her parents were mortified but tried to put the blame on the kid. After all, they were pillars of the community!

Anyway, Joe moved back to the area soon after that. Mona and I continued to be in touch with him and were invited to drop by his place to catch up. I also knew he was new to the neighborhood and since it was an older community of single family homes, his rental apartment was the exception. In fact it had been a mother-in-law apartment attached to the main house. It was a living room, bedroom, galley kitchen and bathroom.

I also knew he had been alone while he was in the capital. So I knew it had been quite a while since he had been with a woman. It was the perfect set-up for me to initiate some fun, since I knew Mona found him attractive and liked him as a person. So on the drive over I mentioned that I thought that she should be "nice" to him since I knew he had been lonely since we had last seen him.

What she didn't know was that I had put my "naughty" photo album in the car. It was a collection of sexy photos of Mona. Most in revealing lingerie, both sheer and barely there. All of them highlighting her gorgeous tits. (Yes, I'm a breast man!)

What I did know was that she was wearing her favorite outfit for fooling around. She said later that she didn't deliberately pick it out with that in mind, but because she knew she looked good in it. It consisted of form fitting jeans. Not so tight that she had to lie down to button them but not at all baggy. The top was a dark green long sleeve thin sweater with a deep v neckline. It wasn't bulky or too tight. It was contoured enough to show the outline of her form. She also was braless. Sort of modest, but hot.

It was well after dark when we got there. We got the quick grand tour and settled in the living room to catch up. Mona sat on the loveseat next to Joe. I had grabbed the only easy chair to insure that arrangement. We covered all the small talk topics and I got the conversation around to the breakup and the story we had heard. It took a little bit to get it out of him, but he confirmed what had gone on. I think he was gauging Mona's reaction as he got more specific with the details. He relaxed when she asked pointed questions about how often she wanted to have her version of sex. If she climaxed before or after she got him off. If she ever gave him oral sex and how he felt about it.

The conversation got very interesting and rather specific about who did what to whom and very detailed when it got around to what she was doing with the neighborhood kid. Apparently he had been asked to come by after school to help with some chores. It didn't take much work to get him into the bedroom and teach him how to eat pussy to her specifications. Mona was very sympathetic to his situation and said as much. We also talked about how she put her considerable assets on display but huffed and puffed when anyone took notice or stared.

He said it was the same way in the bedroom. He very rarely saw her naked, she always had sex with the lights out, and with her gown on, even when he had gotten her pregnant. I could tell Mona was feeling sorry for what he had been through. She was sitting a little closer to him and on several occasions was patting his hand in sympathy.

About this time I excused myself for a minute and retrieved the album. When I came back in, Mona immediately recognized it. I came over to the love seat and told Joe to scoot over, which put him closer to Mona with their legs rubbing against each other since the love seat only had two cushions. I put the book in his lap and told him I wanted him to see what I got to look forward to every night.

He didn't know what to expect so when he opened the cover he was greeted by a very professional portrait of Mona from a studio shoot. He seemed to be a little relieved and started to turn the pages. There were 2 more "Glamour Shots" pages it was when he flipped the next page that he got an eyeful of Mona in some sexy baby dolls. These were homemade pictures.

After he looked at them and took in the details, he looked at Mona to see her reaction. She met his gaze with those brown bedroom eyes, then looked down at the book and lifted the page so he would turn it and look at the next set. Which he did. There were 8 pictures every time he turned the page and each page turn got racier. And every time he would look at her for permission. I was getting that tight feeling in my gut as I started to get turned on by the situation and the sexual tension that was building between them.

Mona was hoping it would lead to something and Joe was just trying to figure it out as it went along. He sure took his time admiring the photos and soaking in the details. And I must admit I had taken some very good pictures. Good lighting, poses and of course a knockout subject.

After they had finished with the album (I could have been anywhere and they wouldn't have noticed). I took it and returned to my chair. They stayed where they were, in close contact. When I asked him what he thought, he said it liked them very much. He was saying this to her as they were looking at each other.

I told him she liked to look good and he agreed that she sure did look good. I told him she also loved a back rub. He looked at me with a puzzled look as I said; "Get up" which they did. I said to Joe, "Hand me that cushion" while I was pointing to the seat cushion. He pulled it off the loveseat and handed it to me. He did the same with the other one when I requested it. His look got more puzzled when I asked if he had any lotion or baby oil. He thought for a second and then said yes. I asked him to go get it and he disappeared toward the bathroom.

By the time he returned I had put the cushions on the floor, and gotten Mona to lay down on them. I had also turned off the lights except for one lamp. I said for him to get started rubbing her back, since I had to go use the bathroom. Which I actually did have to do. Before I left, I pulled her top up to her neck. If he hadn't guessed she had no bra on, he sure knew now. He had a moisturizing lotion to use and my last comment was to "Warm it up first".

She told me later that she knew I meant the lotion, but she almost said, "I'm already warmed up!" I was gone a few minutes and when I returned, her sweater was completely removed and he was massaging her back from her waist to her neck. He was doing a good job and she was enjoying it. She said it was very relaxing.

A couple of minutes later, I had to return to the bathroom. My stomach was not cooperating. When I came back, nothing had changed. I later learned that Joe had starting to feel the sides of her breasts that were accessible because she was lying with her face on her hands. So after a bit she had risen up on her elbows so he could have access to her nipples and whole handfuls of her boobs to rub. They would stop as I returned.

Since I didn't know this at the time, I decided I needed to move things along. Joe was wearing cut-off white denim shorts and a polo shirt. I had jeans and a tee shirt on. Joe had taken his shirt off. I too was getting warm so I followed suit. Joe was on her right side, kneeling at about her waist. I was lying down on her left side with my head about at her waist. He was still rubbing her back with gentle caresses.

I pushed her left hip up enough to reach her jeans button and zipper, which I undid. I knelt up and started to pull her jeans off her butt. She asked "What are you doing?" "Trying to get these out of the way so I can massage your legs." I said. She raised her hips up a little to facilitate the removal, even though she knew that was a lame excuse to get her undressed. Joe was watching as her ass and legs came into view as her pants came off.

She had on a pair of black lace panties that contrasted perfectly with her lightly tanned skin. True to my word, I started to massage her legs. I even got some of the lotion from Joe. By this time Joe was getting bolder. He was fondling her breasts and kissing her neck and shoulders. He let his hand wander from her lower back onto her ass. But he wasn't quite sure what would happen since this was all very new to him. I knew Mona was going to be fucked, either by me or him but preferably both of us.

I knew Mona was getting hotter by the minute. As I stroked her thighs, she parted her legs a little so my fingers could reach her apex. I could feel the heat and slight moistness emanating from her slit. At this point, I slowly started to peel off the last pretention of modesty from her body. Once I had her panties in the pile of discarded clothing, I started to turn her over onto her back.

I watched Joe as she turned over, exposing all her body to his view. She did something that to this day is one of the most erotic moves I have ever seen. As she rolled over towards him, she crossed her arms under her breasts so that instead of spreading out to the sides, they were presented with an invitation in her eyes to kiss and suck them. Which he did immediately.

Let me describe the globes that were presented for Joe's approval. She was a C cup, but not those pointed snow cone type. She had a full sized melon that would pass the pencil test. And yet, even after three kids, they were firm and gravity had not yet made them saggy. Her areolas were a rather light colored dusty pink. They were rather small, about the size of a 50 cent coin with smallish nipples. But when aroused, as she now was, they got as hard and pointed as the end of a stick. Great for licking and sucking, which she loved to have done. They had a direct connection to her pussy. The more they had attention lavished on them, the wetter her slit got.

Speaking of her love canal, I had licked my way up her leg and was now munching on her clit. Then a funny thing happened. Joe was so engrossed in kissing Mona and fondling her boobs that he didn't glance down toward her snatch as his hand moved to seek it out. He was taken aback when he felt the top of my head where he expected to find her cunt.

He was so startled that he sat back against the loveseat, leaving Mona unattended. He later said he thought he was in my way and that I was about to have intercourse with my wife. Instead, I saw what had happened and said "Man, don't you want her; she's so hot and wet and needs to be fucked". He still seemed a little uncertain so Mona reached over and felt the bulge in his shorts and said in a very soft and sultry voice "Please".

That was all the encouragement he needed. He unzipped his shorts and took them off. We both could see the hard-on he had in his briefs. It was straining to get out, which he did a moment later as he crawled back over to where she was laying on the cushions. Mona reached out and gave his cock a squeeze and ran her hand down the shaft to where she could cup his balls for a second. She always liked the feel of a hard prick.

As he knelt between her legs he did something that was unusual to me but which I have used hundreds of times since. He supported his upper torso with his arms and knelt close to the apex of her legs. This forced her legs open even wider that they were already. He then pressed his hips onto her stomach such that his cock was pressing against her belly, with the head just below her navel.

While keeping his dick firmly pressed against her, he started to slide down toward her cunt. She told me she could feel his balls as they slid against her clit and then the base of the shaft. It caused her to spread her legs even wider and to tilt her vagina opening up so she could feel his rod press against her wet labia and force them open. He continued to slowly slide further down as he kept his cock firmly pressed against her.

As her pussy was spread open by the thickness of his shaft, he got to where the swollen head was engulfed by hot wetness. When that happened, he reversed direction and impaled her completely on his manhood, all the way in until his ball sack was pressed against her ass.

She told me it had felt like his dick went on forever as he slid it in. After a few seconds, he pulled almost out and then thrust home again. He kept this up for quite a while and every return thrust would rock her cunt up. He was still not putting all his weight on her chest but was making enough contact that her nipples were being rubbed by his chest at every stroke.

She liked the friction so much that she had cupped her breasts in her hands and was pressing them up against him so she could control the amount of pressure they were getting. Shortly thereafter he straightened his arms out and then reached back and hooked first one leg and then the other and positioned the inside of her knees on the crook of his elbow. In this position, her cunt was tilted almost straight toward the ceiling.

He got up on his knees some more and proceeded to pile drive his swollen cock deep and hard and fast in and out of her love hole. As anyone who has been in the position I was to watch him slide in and out of her slick cunt and watch her swollen labia wrapped around his meat tightly knows how excited you get. If you only dream of this vision, you have no idea how the sights and sounds can turn you on. And the more excited she gets, the more stimulated you get. If this is your fantasy and the reason you are reading the LW section, I hope you get the experience.

She had her arms wrapped around his neck and was engaged in a long deep passionate kiss that did not stop until she had to gasp for air and say "oh God, give it to me, give it to me. God I'm cumming! I want to feel it NOW!" And being the gentleman he was he arched his back and delivered a load of cum into her quivering pussy that he had been saving up a year to deliver. He thrust against her pelvis until she had milked every last drop of spunk from his balls. He then lay on top of her after releasing her legs with his weight on his elbows and kissed her mouth and her neck and her face until his cock shriveled up and popped out. They lay like that a few more minutes, playing kissy face until Joe rose up and climbed off.

Mona looked at me with my stiff cock in my hand and with a sly smile said "Umm looks like you want some too." I replied "That obvious huh?" She said "Well come get it while it's hot!" I slid up alongside her and lifted her right leg over my hip. I put her left leg between mine so we made sort of an X. As I slid my cock into her swollen and gaping pussy I could feel her hot juices mixed with his sticky cum. Joe was getting a good view of my dick working in and out of that warm pink piece of heaven. I didn't last as long as he had, probably because I had been stroking it the whole time he was servicing Mona.

I think Mona was hoping for another round with Joe, but it didn't transpire (this time). After a quick trip to the bathroom Mona was ready to leave, so the babysitter would be home on time. Joe walked her to the car and they kissed and caressed like the lovers they were becoming. It definitely wasn't a wham-bam thank-you-mam outing.

We talked about it on the way home (actually Mona did most of the talking) as she recounted how she felt as the evening progressed. Big Picture - she liked it and liked him and thought he had done a good job of satisfying her. She liked his touch, his kissing and how he used his cock. And guess what, it had the desired effect on me and I jumped her bones as soon as the babysitter was out the door.

There will be one more continuation of the Joe Saga. People wonder why I write my memories down and submit them on this site. Recalling the events and transferring them into the written word makes them more vivid and prevents them from fading. I also hope there are kindred souls who got to live and enjoy a Loving Wife. And that is why you are reading this category. If you are just curious, I hope it illuminates the lifestyle. And I hope you too will have equally wonderful stories to share.