The Middle

This is Part 2 of Story # 44 (Vacation Affair) of my series about my post-marital sexual journey.

If you want any background on me and how I got here, you can read the very first story I published (Babysitter Lauren) or my author's profile. You may also see references to prior stories/people, but for the most part each story stands on its own.

Not everyone likes me or my stories. That's OK. My writing style, and my sexual style, isn't everyone's cup of tea.

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Friday

I woke up naturally about 5:30. It was still dark since it was the fall. I waited til the sun started to come up, stretched really good, then set off on my run. I texted Wendy that I'd be back in about 40 minutes.

I decided to go a bit further and a bit faster on this run. Wendy wanted me sweaty, so I didn't want to disappoint.

When I returned, I tiptoed up the stairs so I could be sure not to wake the girls. I opened the door to my room and there was Wendy, sitting on my bed in a night shirt, waiting patiently. She stood up and we met in the middle of the room. We attacked each other with a vengeance.

She whispered in my ear, "I've been fingering myself thinking about you. I want your sweaty cock and balls in my mouth."

Without a second of hesitation, I pushed her to her knees and dropped my shorts. I had already begun to harden, and she sucked my half hard cock into her mouth. I pulled my shirt off and watched drops of sweat roll down my chest and stomach and right to my crotch. My dick continued to grow in her mouth as she kept sucking it, licking up the sweat that was flowing down from my stomach.

When I was fully hard, I withdrew from her mouth and grabbed my cock, lifting it and presenting my balls to her. She took long, broad licks of my sweaty balls, at least a dozen, then looked up at me.

"God, you smell so masculine and manly. I love the smell of a man who's been working hard. It's so hot. I love your sweaty cock and balls."

I was really sweating now that my exercise had stopped and my body was working hard to cool down. Wendy pulled back from her ball licking to stroke my cock and watch sweat flow down my chest and stomach, and as a drop formed on my ball sack, she leaned forward and took my whole sack into her mouth, no small feat.

Wendy continued to work me for about ten more minutes, as I stood and looked down at her, relishing this thorough oral masterpiece. I could see her working her pussy with one hand while she did her work on me.

"Are you still fingering yourself?" I asked.

She nodded as best she could.

I stopped her after a time and moved to sit on the small wicker chair in the corner of my bedroom near the foot of my bed. She never got off her knees, crawling to follow me to the chair. I sat, and Wendy assumed a position on her knees in front of me, licking up that last remnants of sweat as my body had now cooled down.

I instructed her, "Take your shirt off and sit back on the edge of the bed. I want to watch you masturbate, but don't come till I tell you too. Put two fingers up inside your pussy as far as you can, wiggle them around and then put them in my mouth."

Wendy groaned audibly at this and immediately complied, practically ripping her shirt off. Her nipples were large and hard, and I wanted so badly to bite down on them. In due time, I reminded myself. She leaned back and her wet cunt yawned at me, it was so big and her pussy lips were folded open like a giant flower.

Without hesitation, she jammed her right index and middle fingers into her cunt, her eyes rolling back in her head as she did so. Wendy thrust her fingers in and out about nine or ten times rapidly, then finally left them buried inside her and roughly wiggled them around inside of her.

Now it was me who crawled, dropping to my knees from my chair and crawling the short distance to the edge of the bed where Wendy was sitting with her legs wide open and furiously masturbating. When my face was six inches from the action, she pulled her fingers out and stuck them all the way in my mouth so I could clean her cream from them.

We repeated this several times, and at one point I grabbed her hand to stop her from fingering herself any more, and I asked her, "Are you ready to come?"

"Oh God yes, I need to come so bad!"

I leaned forward and sucked her pussy lips into my mouth and jammed my tongue up inside her, only for a about five seconds, then pulled back. The look on her face was desperate as I held her hands and prevented her from coming.

"Beg me," I said.

"Please stop torturing me, I need to come so bad. Stick your tongue inside me and let me finger my clit til I explode in your mouth, please I need it so bad."

"Why are you so turned on? Did my sweaty cock and balls make you that crazy?"

"Oh God yes! I love being close to a man when he's sweaty and dirty, it makes me crazy. Please let me come, please."

I finally said to her, "Then come, do it, let it go," and I released her hands and stuck my tongue back inside her.

Her fingers flew to her clit and she rubbed it furiously and threw her head back with a groan, her fluids releasing onto my mouth in a steady flow. Wendy grabbed the back of my head and forced my face between her legs until I could barely breath, and it was exhilarating.

As her orgasm subsided, Wendy began to relax, her hands leaving my head and legs slowly coming back to earth. I continued to lightly lick her pussy, being sure to avoid her over stimulated clit. When her breathing was back to normal, I stood up and stood ever her. Her eyes opened slowly and we looked at each other.

She said, "Never, in a million years, could I have imagined something could feel so good and be so exciting. Oh my God that was the most amazing thing."

She looked at my cock which was still ready to burst.

"And now I need to finish you off," she said.

I sat back down in my chair and she resumed her position in front of me, going right back to my balls while she stroked my cock.

I asked her, "Can you deep throat?"

She shook her head "no" in response.

"Would you like to try?"

This time a head nod, her tongue still working my balls.

"I'll guide you. You have to remember, resist the urge to gag and pull back. Once I get into your throat, it will be easy from there. Are you ready?"

Again, a head nod.

"Not good enough. Tell me."

"I'm ready, I'm ready for you to force your big sweaty cock down my throat."

Wendy opened her mouth and sucked my cock back in, and I could immediately feel the head bump against the entrance to her throat.

"Open your throat baby," I instructed, and I could see and feel her trying to do just that.

I pushed forward with my hips as my hand forced her head downward, and the tip of my dick slid past her gag point fairly easily. She offered only a slight cough, then grabbed my ass and pushed me forward, forcing more of my cock down her gullet.

Once buried fully, I pulled back and began a steady thrusting down her throat. I wasn't violent, or I wouldn't even say forceful. I have quite a bit of experience with deep throating women, in all kinds of ways, and there's a time and a place for force and violence. But this was simply a firm, steady throat fucking that we were both enjoying.

I was very wound up from the earlier events of the morning, so it wasn't long til I announced, "I'm gonna come Wendy. Look at me while I come down your throat."

Hey eyes met mine as I gripped the sides of her head and held her steady. My morning loads are always the biggest of the day, so I wondered how she would handle this, it being her first deep throat cum blast. I could see her eyes get wide and feel her throat muscles contracting as she fought through my load blasting down her throat.

I held on til I was done, then pulled my cock out of her throat and her mouth. Wendy sucked in a big gulp of air as I withdrew, and after she took a few breaths, I leaned down to kiss her.

"Thank you," I whispered.

"No, thank YOU," she smiled in response. "Can't wait to see what the rest of the day brings."

It was now about 8:00 am, and the girls had asked us to wake them at nine or so, so they could go to the outlet mall and shop in the morning. I originally planned to go fishing this morning, but with the girls leaving, my plans changed. Wendy and I had coffee on the deck and put breakfast together.

We chatted, and I asked her about the deep throat blowjob.

"I had never even tried it," she said. "I gave my college boyfriend a bunch of blowjobs, but deep throating wasn't even a thing way back then. And with Mike, it never came up. He was happy to let me blow him, although he never reciprocated, but even coming in my mouth was an issue for him. He only did it basically when I insisted, because I love cum in my mouth so much."

"Did you like it?" I asked.

"Oh, for sure. But I'll be honest, when your cum went right down my throat, I felt a little cheated. I like to taste cum and have it in my mouth, so I got gyped out of that."

"So noted," I said, and she laughed.

We woke the girls around nine, and they barely dragged themselves out of bed. But 45 minutes later, they were dressed and fed and ready to roll. They asked if we wanted to go with them, and I think normally Wendy might have. But with me there and our new found relationship, and knowing they'd be gone a good two or three hours, neither of us had any interest.

We slipped them some cash (thanks again Mike) and off they went. Wendy and I looked at each other and simultaneously said, "hot tub?"

Laughing, we grabbed towels and swim suits, and I made us a pitcher of mimosas, and we met at the hot tub in fifteen minutes. We hopped in and just relaxed for a few minutes. Wendy mentioned that it was a little hot for her given the sunburn she had gotten on her back (sorry about that -- not!).

I laid my head back and closed my eyes, and next thing I knew, something hit me in the face. I grabbed whatever it was a held it up -- Wendy's bikini top! I laughed as the bottoms came flying my way too. Mine soon followed.

We lounged in the tub for a few minutes, then Wendy's foot found its way between my legs, her toes rubbing my balls and eventually trapping my shaft between her big and second toes, running them up and down as if jacking me off.

The neighborhood had started to get a little more crowded late Thursday as weekenders came down for a jump on the long holiday weekend, but looking around I didn't see anyone obvious at the moment. We were down by the pool surrounded by a fence, so anyone walking wouldn't see us, but anyone nearby who was out on a deck or looking out a window definitely would.

I decided I didn't care, so I sat on the edge of the hot tub, while Wendy slid down and raised her foot out of the water. She continued to jerk me off with her toes and the soles of her feet.

Much as I love some sexy feet and toes, this wasn't anything that was going to make me cum. Nonetheless it was sexy as hell, and I was enjoying it thoroughly.

After a few minutes I slid back down to my seat in the hot tub and pulled Wendy over to me, sitting her on my lap and straddling me. She didn't wait, impaling herself on my cock immediately. She pushed her tits up into my face and grinded on me furiously. I feasted on her tits, licking and slobbering on them, and finally biting down on one, sending her to an orgasm, which she announced quite loudly.

I looked up to see a neighbor on his deck looking down at us, and he gave me a thumbs up when we locked eyes.

"We have company" I whispered, and she freaked.

"The kids?" she asked in a panic, thinking that I meant they had come back to get something they forgot.

"Oh no, just a neighbor watching."

"That's so hot," Wendy whispered, again showing herself to be a bit of an exhibitionist.

Taking it to the next level, Wendy stood up, then turned around and had me sit on the edge of the hot tub. Now facing the neighbor, she rode my cock in a modified reverse cowgirl-style as I sat on the hot tub ledge. I grabbed her tits from behind as we watched the neighbor watch us.

A minute later, the man's wife (I assumed) joined him on the deck, and together they watched us fuck. The woman soon reached into his shorts and whispered in his ear, and they quickly disappeared into the house.

I pulled Wendy toward me and whispered in her ear, "let's go up to your room. I want to fuck you from behind."

Wendy stood up like a shot, grabbed a towel and hopped out of the hot tub stark naked and ran up the stairs. I was right behind her!

Once in her room, she turned to me, and we kissed passionately for a minute. Then, as I had done the day before. I pulled back from the kiss and looked her in the eyes and asked, "Do you trust me?"

"More than anyone," she answered.

I grabbed her shoulders and spun her around, then pushed her toward the bed.

"Get on your hands and knees, bitch," I ordered.

Wendy looked back over her shoulder at me briefly, questioningly, but complied nonetheless. On her knees by the edge of the bed, I stepped up and rubbed the head of my cock along her slit, then slammed it home.

Grabbing a handful of her wet hair, I yanked her head back, hard, then slapped her ass.

"Fuckin tease," I taunted. "Rubbing my cock with your feet, then fucking me in the hot tub for everyone to see. What kind of exhibitionist slut are you? Is that what you are, a fuckin slut? Tell me!"

I yanked her head back even harder as I rammed by cock into her over and over. It took her a few seconds and another slap on her ass, but Wendy responded with enthusiasm.

"Yes, oh my God I am a slut. I'm such a whore, I love getting fucked, fuck me harder. Please fuck me and don't stop. Pull my hair harder please, spank me. Oh God I'm gonna come, please fuck me and make me come."

Wendy shook the house when she came, and I slowed only long enough to get a foot on the bed and really get some leverage. I wailed on her and felt my balls boiling.

Grabbing her head by the scalp, I yanked her head back again and said, "Grab my balls whore, I'm gonna blast my cum into your slut pussy."

She did, and I did, unleashing another load into her, holding on to her hair until I was spent.

We released our grips on each other, and Wendy spun around to clean off my cock with her mouth. As usual, I was covered in her cream and my residual cum, and she gave me a deep kiss when she was done.

Wanting to return the favor, I flopped onto my back and said, "sit on my face, squeeze the cum out into my mouth, then kiss me again."

Wendy mounted my face and ground herself all over me, suffocating me with her pussy and drowning me with our combined fluids. I was in heaven.

Minutes later she was laying on top of me, kissing me gently as we shared my cum. I don't recall being happier in many years. We ended up falling asleep briefly, waking when Wendy's phone rang, her daughter alerting us that they'd be back in about thirty minutes.

We dressed and they picked us up, and we went into town for a nice lunch.

After lunch the girls all went back to the beach. I stayed back to get some work done, then took cocktails and sandwiches up to the beach in the late afternoon. We stayed on the beach until it was almost dark, with Wendy and I taking a long walk together.

Back at the house we watched some TV, and the girls announced that they were turning in "early", which was about 10:30.

Wendy texted me from across the living room, asking if she could come sleep with me after the girls were asleep. Risky move, but I told her it was fine with me if she was willing to risk it.

Around 1130 Wendy tiptoed into my room and locked the door. She had checked on the kids and they were sound asleep already. Wendy lifted her nightshirt off and climbed into bed with me.

We snuggled for a bit, lightly touching each other, teasing each other with our fingertips. Wendy felt my hard cock through my shorts, pulled them down and climbed on top of me.

For a few minutes she just rubbed her wet pussy up and down on the front of my shaft, each time working herself higher and firmer, the head of my cock threatening to enter of its own volition with each passing stroke. I let her set the pace, as tempted as I was to take charge and slam into her. I could sense her building up to an orgasm through this process.

After a few dozen of these strokes, she began to shake. As she hit her peak, she went all the way to the top, trapped the head of my cock between her meaty pussy lips, and sunk down on it. Wendy sat straight up as I bottomed out, and her head flew back with a silent groan. I squeezed her glorious tits and hard nipples as she fought silently through an orgasm, finally coming down and collapsing back down so we were chest to chest.

I held her like that as her breathing settled, slowly stroking her hair and her back, ultimately moving my hands lower to her ass. I began to massage her ass cheeks, squeezing first one, then the other, and finally getting both hands on her ass to pull her ass cheeks apart.

Wendy had begun to squirm as I did this, and the more I massaged her ass, the more intense the squirming became. She began to grind again, up and down, side to side, and in a circle. She was building up again and I was happy to let this gorgeous and sexy woman have her way with me.

As I sensed her getting close again, my finger found its way to her asshole. This was a subject we had discussed only briefly, and she had shut it down pretty quickly, so I was unsure of how she'd react.

She tensed up slightly, clenching her asscheeks and pausing in our lovemaking.

"Trust me," I whispered, and she immediately relaxed, resuming her grinding and orgasm buildup.

I tickled her rosebud, then inserted just the tip of my finger.

Her reaction was immediate, and she whispered back to me, "oh God, that feels amazing, I'm coming."

Wendy fought through another orgasm, and collapsed her full weight on me again. She was a limp noodle by now.

Her lips next to my ear, she whispered, "Holy shit the things you do to me. I can't believe it."

After she relaxed fully, I rolled her over and assumed the missionary position. She opened her legs wide while I slowly but firmly fucked her. I moved her feet to my chest and tickled her toes a bit, then grabbed the backs of her thighs and leaned my weight forward, my strokes getting a bit faster. From here her ankles found their way to my shoulders, and I folded her back a bit further, increasing my pace slightly again.

Wendy took my face in her hands and said, "Come in me," and a second later I granted her wish, my third load of the long day splashing the walls of her cunt.

I rolled off of her and she snuggled up next to me, and we drifted off to sleep.

Saturday

I woke Saturday morning just slightly confused. I hadn't woken up in the morning next to a woman in a while, but once I gathered my senses and smelled Wendy next to me, it all made sense. Normally I'd get up and stretch and run, but given the circumstances it was nice to just lay quietly next to someone, smell her hair and listen to her breathing, so I laid and enjoyed this for about thirty minutes.

It was still dark, barely 6:00 am, the sunrise still about an hour away this time of year. I quietly got up and used the bathroom, and tiptoed downstairs to check on the girls. This is the first I had looked into their room since we'd been there. Man, what a mess a couple teenage girls can make! But they were still comatose and likely to be so for another few hours.

I slipped back into bed, which caused Wendy to stir a bit. She leaned over and kissed me with a sleepy smile.

"Good morning handsome," she whispered.

"Same to you beautiful," I replied. "How did you sleep?"