All Bases Loaded Ch 2

When you light a match in a tinder dry area, there’s every possibility that you’ll start a wildfire. Well my body was certainly a tinder dry area until that day with my son Robert, and the match we struck that day certainly set a wildfire into motion that was almost impossible to contain!

Perhaps illicit sex has it’s own scent or vibration that wafts out from you and consumes all those around you, at least, that’s the way it seemed to me after that incredible Saturday. Everything changed, all my senses seemed to be heightened, all my horny hormones seemed to come to the surface and pulse like a beacon. When Jeff came home from his baseball game early that evening it was like he immediately sensed something, something that set his pulse racing, and after a swift meal he was all over me like a rash, kissing, touching, stroking, things he hadn’t done in months and months.

And when he finally rushed me into the bedroom he was like the animal of old, the one I’d married all those years ago, almost ripping off my clothes and pouncing on me and ramming his rock hard cock deep into me, and fucking me. Wow, to say I was amazed was an understatement, but I responded, my god I certainly responded! my pussy, still slick from my son’s cum juice, grasped his long shaft and milked it for all it was worth, and it wasn’t long before Jeff was huffing and puffing and shooting his load deep inside my writhing pussy, and I was screaming out my pleasure and calling out for more. But my call went unheeded, unlike Robert, my husband only had the one home run in him that night, so I was left with a half crazy, half satisfied pussy – and maybe that sent out its own peculiar vibration too!

Certainly the next night when Jeff took me out for a meal with a group of friends, I seemed to be unusually popular with the other men present, they seemed to vie for my attention, and when it came to dance time I was overwhelmed with offers. A few of the other wives noticed, and there was a word or two and a few red faces from some of the men, but not all were intimidated, certainly not Michael! he grabbed me for dance after dance, and as each one progressed he seemed to get bolder and bolder, his hands leaving their customary position at the small of my back to roam up and down and around. At first I was a little bit uncomfortable about it, and almost pleaded with Jeff to dance with me, but he was already well into his bottle and feeling nothing – as the old saying goes – so it was back to dancing with Michael again, feeling his hands slowly dropping down to cup and stroke my ass cheeks through the thin satin dress I was wearing. It didn’t take him long to realize that I wasn’t wearing any panties! with that particular dress they stood out too much and spoiled the lines of it, so I always left them off.

I sensed the moment he realized, his hand froze momentarily and there was a slight intake of breath next to my ear. “Damn, but you’re beautiful tonight” he whispered, and his hands began to move again, slower than before, less a caress than a slow feel, confirming that his assessment was correct. I know I should have stopped him right there because I could feel him starting to react, feel the bulge growing and pressing into me, and over his shoulders I could see his wife staring morosely in out direction, I tried to think if he’d danced with her at all tonight and couldn’t recall.

“Stop it Michael” I whispered, “Your wife is watching, why don’t you dance with her?”

He gave a light laugh, and let his hand drift down to the hem of my dress, brushing his finger lightly against the back of my thigh below it, “Well for one thing, she doesn’t like dancing, and for another she has enough difficulty seeing in bright daylight, in this dark, dingy room she can’t see more than a few feet in front of her, so although she may appear to be looking in this direction, she can’t see us at all” he said, and with that he slipped his hand up under my dress hem and cupped it around my naked ass cheeks, pulling me against his massive bulge.

I tried to wriggle free, but that just seemed to make it worse as it caused my pussy to rub over his bulge and his hand to move around on my ass cheeks, “Stop it Michael, this isn’t right, Jeff...” I moaned.

“Jeff is so far out of it I think we’ll have to carry him home don’t you?” he said, “Mmm that would be a good idea, I’ll tell Mary I have to be the good Samaritan and drive Jeff home and she can follow in our car, and when we put Jeff to bed, well ... you and I ...” and he ran his finger lightly down my ass crack and slipped it between my legs. Oh god that was the last thing I wanted, for him to feel how wet I’d become, but he did, straight away, and pulled back and grinned at me, lifting one hand and briefly caressing my breast.

“But Mary?” I murmured, not quite sure why I wasn’t just telling him no, I could manage, I had many times before.

And he smiled a curious smile, “Oh, you’ll see” he said, and took his hand from my ass cheeks and started to lead me back to the table. In a crazy way I felt deprived, resenting the fact that his hand was no longer on my ass cheeks. When we arrived back at the table Michael bent down and whispered something to Mary, and she nodded and smiled and drew his head down to kiss him on the lips. Then Michael was laughing and lifting Jeff out of the chair, saying farewells to everyone else and leading the way out.

It was incredibly quiet on the way home, Jeff had been dumped in the back seat and I was sitting with Michael in the front. At one point when we were stopped at a road junction waiting for some traffic to go by he leaned over and kissed me full on the lips, darting his tongue quickly into my mouth and sliding his hand up my dress to brush over my pussy, and I almost jumped off the seat! “Michael!!” I exclaimed, then glanced around hurriedly, “Mary’s right behind, she’ll see”

He laughed and pulled back, “At least you didn’t say you didn’t want it or like it” he said, and as we pulled away behind the last car in the line of traffic he dropped his right hand and slowly stroked my upper thigh. I groaned, that’s all I seemed capable of doing as my body seemed to flare into life. I even found myself unconsciously shifting slightly to widen my legs and give access to his hand, an access he gleefully accepted and shifted his hand upwards to stroke his fingers over my overheated pussy. Oh god, I closed my eyes and shuddered.

Then the car was stopping and Michael was getting out and opening the back door and helping an almost unconscious Jeff out. I stayed in the front seat a moment, trying to recover my composure, and just as I emerged from the car Mary pulled up behind and got out, shutting off the engine and the lights, and locking the door before moving forward to help Michael with Jeff. I hurried ahead and opened the door and directed them to our bedroom, where they dumped Jeff on the bed and he immediately started snoring. “Shall we help you?” Michael said, gesturing at Jeff.

I threw back my head and laughed a little nervously, “No, I think I’ll just leave him like that for a while, it will serve him right, he wont remember a thing about tonight and when he wakes up still dressed he’ll wonder what the hell happened”

I walked out and Michael and Mary followed me. “Can I at least offer you a drink before you go” I asked, “As a thank you for helping me out?”

Michael smiled at me and at Mary, “Well we were rather hoping you would” He said, and they sat together on the couch. I made a couple of quick drinks and brought them over and gave it to them, noticing that they were whispering together as I approached. I looked around trying to decide which seat to use, but Michael quickly moved aside and patted the couch between them, “Come and sit here with us” he said.

I glanced at Mary. A little surprised, but she just smiled and patted the seat too, so I sat down. Michael raised his glass in a toast, a wide grin on his face, “To two of the most beautiful women I know” he said. I felt myself flush.

Mary grinned and lifted her glass and sipped slightly, then looked at me, “You’re very wise not to wear panties with that dress” she said, “It would ridge like crazy and look awful, but like it is, it’s real sexy”

I almost spilled my drink as I gasped, and Michael reached over and took it from me, placing it on the table alongside him. Meantime, Mary reached over and brushed her hand over my leg, stroking lightly and slowly to my upper thighs and the hem of my dress. I gaped at her, not believing what she was doing, and I believed it even less a moment later when Michael’s hand dropped lightly onto my other leg and began to stroke upwards too. Mary smiled, “Michael tells me you have the most incredibly tight sexy ass, and a very juicy pussy” she said, and I almost fell off the couch with shock.

I heard Michael chuckle, “Well, you can’t believe everything I say, you’ll have to find out for yourself” he said.

“Oh I intend to” she replied with a hot chuckle, and immediately slipped her hand up under the hem of my dress and right onto my pussy. I just about jumped out of my skin! I was in such a state of shock I couldn’t speak! But my body spoke for me ... I felt the heat flooding through me and my pussy get instantly moist. Mary was staring right into my eyes now, a hot look on her face, And I seemed to be drowning in her desire, “Oh yes” she whispered hotly, “Jennifer is hot, wet and extremely horny right now and can’t wait to be fucked, can you Jennifer?”

There was no way I could answer, I was frozen in a timeless zone feeling her fingers slowly and sensuously caressing my pussy, slipping inside and rubbing over my clitoris, and I could feel Michael’s hand on my leg and then on my hip and then cupping and caressing my breasts through my dress, and my nipples exploded into his palms

I started to shake and shudder, my eyes almost spinning in my head, and Mary was watching me closely, smiling. Then she lifted her hand from my pussy and pressed it to my face, letting me drink in the aroma of my own hot sex, “It has to be right Jennifer, you have to say it, you do want us to love you don’t you?, you do want us to take your clothes off and adore your beautiful sexy body? you do want us to satisfy you totally, don’t you?, but you have to say it, Jennifer, you have to say it!” she murmured.

My mind was screaming ‘No, No! this can’t be happening, this mustn’t happen’, but when I opened my mouth to let the scream out, I heard this strange voice saying “Yes, Yes, oh god I want it so much”.

And then Michael was undoing the zip of my dress and my bra straps, and Mary was tugging them down and off, and I was naked, completely, totally naked! and they both looked at me smiling, their eyes roaming all over me, “oh yes” Mary whispered, “So beautiful and sexy and Hot” and her hands came up to stroke my breasts. Then she dipped her head and ran her tongue over them and I almost exploded, God I’d never been touched by another woman before ... And I was loving it!!!

Out of the corner of my half closed eyes I saw Michael stand and begin to remove his clothes, and I groaned as his muscular body came into sight, and then his rock hard, uplifted cock, quite large and fat. He sat beside me and took over licking and kissing my breasts and oh so sensitive nipples as I watched Mary slip from her clothes. She was small of stature and had small breasts, but the most enormous nipples I’d ever seen, and I found myself licking my lips at the thought of sucking on them. And then they were both beside me, stroking, licking, driving my body wild, and I was reaching out and touching them, feeling a woman’s breasts for the first time, slipping my fingers into a woman’s pussy for the first time ... tasting it!! ... oh god we did everything to each other that could be done with fingers, lips and tongues, and I loved every moment of it, got wilder and wilder as every moment passed. I lost count of how many times I came, or heard Mary cum, but then it was time for Michael, time for him to bury his big throbbing cock in somebody’s pussy ...and it was mine!!

Mary took hold of his aching cock and licked it lasciviously for a few moments, then guided it slowly to the entrance of my sopping wet pussy, rubbing it teasingly up and down my pussy lips, grinning over at me, “Want it Jennifer? really, really want it? Want Michael to fuck your hot pussy, Mmm? To shoot his hot cum up inside you, Mmmm? He’s so full of juice , he’s been waiting for you all night, wanting you all night, have you been wanting him too, Jennifer? Have you?” she whispered.

I groaned, lifting off the couch, eagerly straining to impale myself on his hard cock, “Yes, Yes, oh god yes, I want him, I want Michael to fuck me and fill me up and cover me with his cum, and make me cum too, please, please, oh please Michael, FUCK MEEEEE!” I cried.

And as the last wail left my mouth he hammered forward, burying himself ball deep in my steaming pussy, and fucked me like a maniac! He was so on fire there was no holding back, no finesse, it was hard, hard fucking, and I responded eagerly, matching his every downward thrust with an upward thrust of my own, and Mary added to it all by shoving one finger into Michael’s ass and one finger into mine, and finger fucking us both. It wasn’t long before we were both shaking and shuddering through gigantic orgasms, with his cock spewing hot lava into me and me basting his cock like a roast turkey.

Even before he’d finished spurting, he’d pulled out, pulled Mary down on top of me and rammed straight into her! emptying the rest of his cock juice into her writhing pussy as she and I kissed and tongued and fondled each other ... then she was cumming too, howling wildly once again.

We shook and shuddered together for an amazingly long time, but eventually we fell apart, totally spent. I managed to stagger up and make us a cooling, refreshing drink, and that roused them sufficiently to put their clothes on and head for home, promising that we’d definitely have to do this again! I waved them off, then collapsed back onto the couch and fell into a light sleep.

The next morning I made sure I was first up and showered, washing away all traces of the night before, slipping into a pair of thongs and a loose T shirt that just came to the top of my thighs then tidying up the couch and starting breakfast. Robert emerged shortly afterwards in s tight pair of shorts and T shirt, and after a quick look round in the lounge room, came into the kitchen, walked up behind me and slid his hands around to cup my breasts, kissing me on the neck and nuzzling me lightly, “Morning mom, dad not up yet? Have a good night last night?’ He said, then dropped his hands and slipped them under the hem of my T shirt and back up to cup my naked breasts, fondling them and rolling my nipples between his fingers, sending shivers right through my body.

“Mmm, stop that” I tried to whisper, but it came out sounding more like “Oh god yes don’t stop” ... I really would have to do something about connecting my vocal chords to my mind properly, the two definitely weren’t working on the same wave length!

“It’s ok mom, dad’s still fast asleep and still dressed, did he pass out again last night?” He said.

“Mmmm, yes” I whimpered as I writhed back against the massive bulge in his shorts.

“He doesn’t know what he’s missing” he whispered, “You’re such a gorgeous, sexy woman, mom, I can’t wait for Saturday to arrive when he goes to the match, can’t wait to fill you up again, to fuck you again”

I shuddered at his words, feeling the flames licking at my breasts and my pussy all over again. Then we both heard the banging of a door and we knew that Jeff had surface. Robert broke away quickly, grabbed a handful of cookies off the table, yelled a loud goodbye and was gone, all before my T shirt had settled back down over my hips.

When Jeff finally came in I was composed and smiling, pouring out a hot coffee and putting it in front of him. He had the decency to look a little guilty, “Guess I messed up again last night” he murmured, “Had a few too many, how did I get home?”

I explained that Michael and Mary had helped to bring him home and carry him into his room, and had then stayed for a drink. He nodded, then groaned as his hand went to his head and held it, “Damn, I really must stop this, it’s killing me, .. he sighed .. I guess I’ll have to apologize to Michael and Mary and thank them for what they did ... would it be ok if I invited them over for a meal or something to say sorry and thanks?” he asked.

I turned away, trying to keep a straight face as I said I thought we owed them something, and I’d love the opportunity to thank them properly for what they did last night. Mmmmm just the thought of ‘thanking’ them aroused and excited me. It was left that Jeff would ring Michael and make some arrangements for the middle of the following week.

The rest of the week was relatively uneventful, I’d bump into Robert every now and again when he was coming in or going out, and he’d invariably find a way to give me a kiss and a caress, and I made it easier by wearing as little as possible around the house ... a fact that almost brought me undone when the mechanic turned up to fix Robert’s TV, and I had to sit and watch him do it in case he made off with any of Robert’s prize possessions, the only place to sit was the bed, and that caused my short T shirt to ride up and give him a good view of my thong covered pussy. I tried tucking my legs underneath me, but that just seemed to open me up more, and I could see the bulge growing and growing in his trousers as he constantly turned to look at me as he chatted on. Eventually I decided that Robert’s possessions weren’t really that valuable, and hurried from the room to make him a cool drink, which I said would be in the kitchen when he finished. I don’t think a repair job has ever been finished so quick!! but I was a little quicker, and much to his obvious disappointment I’d slipped into a pair of tracksuit bottoms!

It wasn’t as if I minded, actually knowing I was turning him on was a real buzz, and maybe on another occasion I would have ... well...you know ... but all I could focus on was the Saturday ..and Robert again.

And finally Saturday was there!, and once again Robert disappeared from the house very early. The minutes seemed to last for hours and the morning really dragged as I waited for Jeff to pack up his bits and pieces and head off to the game. As soon as he was gone I took a long, slow shower, making sure I was squeaky clean for Robert. I powdered and perfumed with a very exotic – and supposedly erotic – brand of personal scents, slipped into a very short see through night dress, and lay down on the bed to wait. I slipped on some low soothing music and relaxed ... a little too well, because I must have fallen asleep.

At first I thought I was having a highly erotic dream, a dream where hands were all over me stroking and caressing, where soft voices were whispering in my ear, telling me how beautiful and sexy I was, how desirable. I could feel my body responding, lifting onto the hands, then I imagined I was sitting up and my night dress was being lifted over my head, then the hands were there again, stroking my breasts, stroking my pussy ... Then it dawned on me ... it was both at the same time! ... and the voices, were plural voices! For a moment I thought I was back with Michael and Mary, but the voices weren’t the same ... or rather, they WERE the same, they were both male!

My eyes jerked open, and I gasped, there was Robert, kneeling on the bed totally naked, stroking my breasts. He leaned forward and kissed me deeply, thrusting his tongue into my mouth and curling it around mine, and they started to dance together, and I was responding to his touch. Then I felt another tongue, sliding between my other lips, and my whole body jerked. “Robert!, what?” I stammered, lifting my hands to his chest and thrusting him back slightly.