Lost Cree Wives' Club

Prologue:

The following is obviously a continuation of the Lost Creek Wives' Club (LCWC) series, which as always, I recommend reading the prior chapter first as an introduction. And as I mentioned before, this is my first fictional erotic story. Everyone depicted in it is purely fictitious, as well as the story line. All except for yours truly, which I took the liberty to use myself in an imaginary role as the lead character based on my own experiences and fantasies. And it's a long story with multiple parts in varying lengths, so please bear with it.

As always, comments are welcome as long as they are constructive. Thank you.

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The second I saw John's car on the security monitor..."Holy shit Maureen! Your husband just pulled in the driveway."

Thankfully it snapped her out of her post orgasmic stupor and miraculously she reacted calmly..."You need to head downstairs to the kitchen Lacey, and when John asks where I am, tell him I had to use the bathroom, and the one upstairs. He'll assume I wanted more privacy because I usually do when I have to do a number two and won't come looking for me. Then keep him occupied with your charming personality until I clean the mess I made on the floor and get my act together."

I didn't bother responding before racing downstairs with the laptop in-hand and was moving so fast I slid across the kitchen floor like Tom Cruise in Risky Business since I only had socks on. Soon as I reached the breakfast bar, I sat down and booted up a solitaire game and was nonchalantly playing it as John entered the kitchen through the door that leads into the garage.

Soon as he saw me..."What a nice surprise Lacey. And how are you?"

"I'm doing fine John, and it's nice to see you too."

"Where's Maureen?"

"She had to go to the bathroom and decided to use the one upstairs."

John gave me a knowing look..."That means she might be a while." After which he placed his briefcase on the table, and he got a beer from the refrigerator.

"So how's my good friend Jim? Been a while since we've all been together, or I've seen either of you."

"Busy with work as usual. You?"

"Same here, as it's our busiest time of year. And before I forget, you look lovely as ever." Which brought to mind what Maureen told me recently about John being infatuated with me. Then he came over to give me a warm hug and kiss. Not that he never has before.

"Thank you John, and you look like you've been taking good care of yourself too."

John's the same age as Jim, and like Jim, looks younger for his age. About six feet tall, slim, and dark brown hair with a little gray mixed in around the ears and sideburns. Always clean shaven, which is nice since he has a cute dimpled chin. A handsome man with a charismatic personality, and is always the perfect gentleman. Not forgetting he treats Maureen like a queen. Under different circumstances, we could easily be an "item" together. And I give Maureen a lot of credit for snagging him. Although he did damn well too.

"Can I get you a beer, or a glass of wine Lacey?"

"I'm fine John. Soon as Maureen finishes in the bathroom I plan on heading home."

Just then, Maureen made an appearance and thankfully didn't look like someone who just had an orgasm by still being flush in the face, neck and upper chest. Of which it dissipates in the reverse order, and sometimes takes a while before it does.

After she gave John a big hug and kiss..."I hope you two were good while I was taking care of business?"

John responded first..."Very much so, but it wasn't easy being alone with Lacey."

"He's lying Maureen. His arms and hands were all over me like an octopus. Not that I minded."

She laughed..."If I didn't know you better, I might believe you."

"A girl can always dream Maureen. Now I have to head home to get ready so Jim and I can go out to dinner since it's Friday. It's the only day I don't have to slave over a hot stove."

"It's only because you're such a damn good cook, and enjoy it so much. Otherwise Jim would gladly take you out to dinner every night of the week. There isn't anything he wouldn't do for you."

"You're right as usual Maureen, but pretend you didn't hear that John."

After putting my sneakers on, which I removed earlier and left under the kitchen table, I grabbed my laptop and gave John a quick kiss before Maureen escorted me to the front door.

Once there, and while talking softly so John couldn't hear me..."That was close. We obviously need to be more careful in the future."

"I know, but I couldn't help myself with the hot video you were kind enough to share. I loved seeing Jim stroking his long cock, and him shooting his load on you. Not forgetting how you cummed when he did. You're quite the squirter. But I feel bad we didn't have time so I could reciprocate by sharing some photos of John and me."

"No need to fret, I'll be sure you do the first chance we get."

"By the way, what are you and Jim doing this weekend?"

"Nothing special, why?"

"Why don't you spend tomorrow with us to enjoy the pool since the forecast is for it to be a hot one. And something to eat from the grill, so don't plan on making dinner."

"I'd love to, and most likely we will, but I need to check with Jim first. I'll text you later." Then after making sure the coast was clear, we kissed very lovingly before I headed home.

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While enjoying a scrumptious plate of baked stuffed shells with ricotta cheese and the most delicious meatballs this side of the Atlantic at our favorite Italian restaurant, Jim inquired how my hormones were treating me.

"Pretty good, except for an occasional 'urge', which I've been able to take care of myself."

"That's good to hear, and have you given any more thought to what we talked about last week."

"Yes I have, but it doesn't relieve you from having to accommodate me when we get home."

"Don't tell me it's going to be another weekend like the last one?"

"It depends."

Not having enough time to masturbate when I returned home after watching Maureen pleasure herself meant I was still horny as hell and planned on a lot more than sucking his cock like last Friday night.

"Speaking of the weekend, Maureen asked if we'd like to spend tomorrow with her and John to enjoy their pool since it's supposed to be a hot day."

"Might be a good idea since it is. Plus I can't think of the last time we spent the day with them."

"It's only been a month or so, and coincidently I saw John briefly this afternoon when visiting with Maureen, and he asked about you."

"How's he doing?"

"Fine, except like you, busy at work."

"I really like him and Maureen. They're fine people so it'll be nice to spend the day with them."

"I'll let Maureen know so she can plan accordingly. And so you'll know, you're not fooling me, it's Maureen you want to see...and in a bathing suit again. And hopefully in a bikini like last time when you couldn't take your eyes off her. I thought I was going to have to tape your eyelids shut so they wouldn't pop out of their sockets."

"Very funny Lacey, but you have to admit, she's very eye-catching in a bikini as big busted as she is, not forgetting her fine ass the way it was so nicely displayed. I'd give my left testicle to see her entirely naked just once. Hopefully she didn't notice how I was looking at her."

"I'm sure she did, but I doubt she minded. Otherwise she wouldn't have worn such a skimpy bikini as I'm sure she knows how it affects you. And in case you don't know it, she's quite smitten with you."

"Why do you say that?"

"Because of something she shared with me recently, which I'm not going to do with you. It'll only make your head swell."

"Thanks alot."

"You're welcome. Speaking of your infatuation with Maureen, have you ever fantasized I was her when we have sex?"

He didn't answer right away, but took a few seconds before he did..."I'd be lying if I said I haven't. Why do you ask?"

"Just curious, and thank you for being honest. And I don't blame you as attractive and nicely built as she is. Plus the fact we've talked more than about our mutual fantasy of having sex with her and John. Not that we ever will." While I didn't say anything, I've been having a strange feeling lately we actually would. Not sure why, other than it being just wishful thinking, hence the reason I didn't mention it.

"Probably not, but I can always dream. What about you, have you ever fantasized about John?"

"Like you, I'd be lying if I said I haven't. Now let's skip dessert and head home so I can get some hormone therapy."

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After we arrived home, it wasn't fifteen minutes again before I was on my knees with Jim's cock in my mouth. Only this time I didn't intend for him to ejaculate in it like last Friday, but to save it for one of my other two holes. My intent was to simply get it rip roaring hard by sucking and licking only his big cockhead as you would a Tootsie Pop. And I made sure to pay particular attention to the frenulum at the base of the head with my tongue.

Soon as his cock was hard, and even throbbing slightly..."Since I'm the one in desperate need of an orgasm, there's nothing I'd like more than for you to do me in the ass tonight."

"You know me Lacey, your desire is my command and there isn't a hole of yours I don't enjoy." Which is true. But if I was going to put them in order as to what gets used the most, number one would be my mouth. Mostly because of convenience. Followed by my asshole, which would get used as much if it was just as convenient, and then my cunt.

We quickly got on the bed with me on my knees and leaning down with my shoulders and head on a pillow and Jim behind me. And as we always do, we made sure both of us could view ourselves in the large wall mirror about ten feet from the foot of the bed.

Once we did, Jim spread my bum cheeks and went straight for my asshole with his mouth and tongue. Something he knows I love and kissed it repeatedly as well as the surrounding area before his kissing turned into licking all up and down my anal valley and over and around my anus with broad stiff tongue strokes. Eventually the licking progressed to French kissing my tight little orifice with deep insertions of his long tongue. The sandpapery texture from the taste buds felt heavenly as he inserted it over and over in my asshole, and also served the dual purpose of lubricating it with saliva and priming it for bigger things.

After about ten minutes, and Jim felt I was ready for his cock, I felt it pressing against my now more relaxed anal sphincter. As fat as Jim's dick is, his cockhead is even bigger. A good quarter inch larger in diameter around the corona so when it first enters my backdoor it always takes my breath away. But in spite of some initial discomfort, I simply love how it feels when his big cockhead first stretches and then enters my anal orifice. Jim knowingly is very patient until it pops in, after which he always pauses until I'm comfortable with it in my anal canal.

Once I was..."You're good to go Jim, and nice and easy please." Not that I needed to tell him as he always is at first.

Slowly he inserted his long cock with a smooth incremental in and out motion. As he did, every nerve ending in my anus tingled as it inched its way in, along with the pudendal nerve sending pleasant sensations straight to my clit. Once it was fully embedded, he paused again to allow me to adjust myself accordingly. Whenever he first fully inserts his cock, I often find it necessary to reposition myself somewhat because of how long it is. Otherwise it might be uncomfortable as deep as it penetrates my ass.

"God Jim, as heavenly as it always feels, it feels extra good tonight. Now fuck me until I cum." As hot as I was to be ass-fucked, any size cock would have felt good. Cock size isn't a paramount issue when it comes enjoying anal intercourse as much as it can be with vaginal.

He did, and very methodically with nice long strokes, and a perfect rhythm. His rhythm was so smooth it was as though he was using a metronome to time his humping motion. And Jim's cock is so long, it feels more like twelve inches versus eight between when it's fully inserted and withdrawn all except for the cockhead. It felt simply awesome sliding in and out my asshole, and I let him do all the work at first so I could enjoy it to the fullest.

Gradually his humping motion increased in speed and as it did, my hand found its way to my clit and I immediately began swirling two fingers over it. After another five minutes, his humping motion became quicker and more forceful. A sure sign he was close to cumming. I was just as close and was humping him back as my fingers took on a new sense of urgency stimulating my clit. Between the two of us, we both started to get very vocal with loud grunts like wounded animals as we continued to hump and bang against each other.

Jim's grip on my hips suddenly tightened before he said..."I hope you're ready to cum Lacey, as I'm about to any second now."

"You're good to go Jim, and I hope it's a big load." When it comes to him ejaculating, I enjoy it more in my ass than my other two holes because of how hot it feels shooting into it. Not sure why, except your rectum and bowels have to be more sensitive to heat. When he does, it feels like hot whipped cream being injected into it and can cause some very intense anal orgasms.

Wasn't long after I told him he was good to go when his grip tightened even more followed by a deep groan as he shoved his cock deep in my ass as he could. Soon as it was, I felt it pulsate as the first cum stream shot into it followed in quick succession by four more from his now throbbing cock. All of which felt heavenly shooting deep into my bowels and immediately triggered my own orgasm. And having the need to orgasm for as long as I did, I squirted, along with some pretty noisy cunt farts. Of which squirting is rare for me from anal intercourse, and unfortunately messy as most of my vaginal fluid ends up on the bed.

As my orgasm slowly subsided, Jim withdrew his now shrinking dick and as soon as it plopped out my asshole..."God Lacey, I'm always impressed by the huge anal gape you get. It's so inviting and makes me wish my cock would stay hard so I could fuck it again."

"I wish you could too as I could use another good ass-fucking and orgasm."

Suddenly I came up with a silly brainstorm..."Do me a favor Jim, get my iPhone on the nightstand and take a photo of my anal gape."

He did, but surprisingly didn't ask what for. Unfortunately by the time he took the photo my gape had all but closed, but when he withdrew his cock some of his semen followed it out and a big long glob extended from my anal opening down onto the perineum. It made for a pretty erotic photo of an asshole that just got fucked, along with some of the cumload deposited in it.

After I relieved myself on the toilet of the rest of Jim's cumload, we cleaned ourselves before changing the sheets. Soon as we finished, and while still naked, I got comfortable on the bed on my stomach to text Maureen. While I was, Jim decided to make us a cappuccino.

As soon as I texted Maureen to let her know we were good for tomorrow she texted me right back wondering why it took so long to hear from me.

I texted back I got involved with something that couldn't wait. When she texted me asking what was so important, I sent her the photo of my asshole, which I thought would give her a good laugh after she swooned over the photo I showed her earlier in the day of Jim's cock in my ass.

I was expecting her to text me back immediately, but she didn't. Not even an 'Oh my God Lacey!' Nothing. After five minutes I texted her again asking if she was still there, and she finally answered...'I'm still here, but you're going to hate me when you find out what happened.'

I couldn't imagine what possibly could have, so I texted her asking her to elaborate.

'You're going to double hate me when I tell you.'

'No I'm not, now tell me.'

There was another long pause before she texted me back...'John saw the photo of your asshole.'

Oh fuck, was all I could think. I was so flustered my fingers wouldn't function properly, so I decided to call her.

Her phone must have rang a dozen times before she answered...."What took you so long to answer?"

"Since I knew it was you, and why you're calling, I wanted to talk in private so I came down to the kitchen before I answered."

"Please explain how John got to see the photo."

"We were both sitting up in bed watching TV when you first texted me and he was kind of looking over my shoulder watching me. I didn't think anything of it until the photo appeared. I froze for a second before I turned the phone away, but unfortunately it was too late as he already got an eye-full."

"Did he know it was me you were texting." Even though I already knew the answer, I was hoping and praying she'd say no.

"Of course he did. And you wouldn't believe the smile that broke out on his face."

"Damn it! Here I was hoping to have a little fun with you after Jim and I just finished having anal intercourse and John ends up seeing the photo. I can't imagine what he thinks of me."

"If it's any consolation...I doubt he thinks badly of you."

"How do you know?"

"Like I said, when he first saw it he broke out in a big smile before asking if it was your asshole?"

"And?"

"Unless you have an identical twin with an asshole as pretty as yours, I couldn't imagine who else's it could possibly be so I said it must be."

"Then what?"

"He broke out in an even bigger smile before asking if he could have another look."

"And?"

"I tried to stiff arm him, but he wasn't about to let me and insisted since he already saw it to let him have a better look. I couldn't argue with his logic so I let him see it again. Damn near drooled over it when he did. Even the sheet covering us started to rise between his legs. I never saw someone get aroused so fast from looking at a photo."

"I can't tell you how embarrassed I am Maureen. What a dumb ass thing to do, and I'll never be able to face him again. All he'll see when I do is my asshole. What an awful predicament to be in...and with my dear friend's husband."

"I can well imagine you're embarrassed Lacey, but it was partially my fault so you can blame me. But like I said before, he doesn't think badly of you. I'm sure quite the opposite. If anything, he's probably even more infatuated with you now. It was a very titillating photo and I wouldn't be surprised if he's upstairs beating his meat after seeing your pretty rosebud with cum oozing out of it."

"Did he say anything other than asking if it was me?"

"He didn't have to, but he did say something about how lucky Jim was."

"Very funny Maureen. Besides, you've got an asshole just as pretty and you two fuck anally quite often too."

"Maybe so, but as the old saying goes...the grass is always greener. Or in this case...the ass is always greener."

"You seem to be taking this awful lightly. I'm mortified...and you think it's funny."

"In all seriousness, I'd be just as distraught, but there's nothing we can do about it at this point. And you don't need to worry about John viewing you any differently."

"That's easy for you to say, Jim didn't see a photo of your asshole. Not that he wouldn't like to. Now what are we going to do about tomorrow? How am I going to face him?"

"I can well imagine you'll be a bit uncomfortable, but you're eventually going to have to face each other so the sooner you get it behind you, the better. No pun intended. Otherwise the longer you wait, the harder it'll be, and there's no way you can go without ever seeing John again."