AUTHOR = Switch Blayde
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While lying on top of the bedspread covering the queen-size bed, David Boston watched Doreen unpack. His eyes left his wife of 10 years to scan the room. David frowned wishing he could have given her a more luxurious hotel room on their vacation. He had heard so many fantastic stories about the lavishness of Las Vegas, but all he could afford was a hotel off "The Strip". The hotel staff were courteous and friendly, and the room was clean, but it was far from the extravagant hotels Las Vegas was famous for.
"Move your butt."
David's attention returned to his wife when she playfully slapped his shoeless foot. He returned her smile and knew if he didn't help she really wouldn't mind, but he loved his wife and theirs was a sharing relationship -- they were partners for life. David grumbled pretending to be annoyed as he got off the bed, but his slight giggle gave him away.
"Are you tired?" David asked after the empty suitcases were stacked in the corner.
"Famished."
"You should have eaten something on the plane."
"Airplane food? Yuck!"
Both burst into a hearty laugh. They were best friends as well as husband and wife. David took his wife's hand and they merrily went down the elevator to the hotel restaurant. David was thrilled to see the prices were reasonable. He had heard the expenses in Las Vegas were low -- not counting the gambling losses -- and was pleased to find it so.
David watched his wife eat. He chuckled to himself as she picked at her salad. Although Doreen said she was famished, she never ate excessively. In fact, she didn't do anything excessively! She didn't eat much, she had a glass of wine maybe 5 times a year, she didn't smoke, and even before they were married she didn't party. David was shocked when she cried out and bled the first time he penetrated her on their wedding night. He had married a true virgin, and loved her even more for never having shared her body with another man. It's not that David had been a party man either, but he did have sex with a couple of girls in college before meeting Doreen.
As David gobbled down his huge hamburger and fries, he continued to watch his wife eat daintily. She always complained that he could eat anything and not gain weight. And she was right. He was 36 years old and still had a flat stomach. Doreen kept telling him that if she ate the way he did she'd be as big as a house. But at 33, Doreen still had her perfect figure. Her breasts weren't large, but they were so firm that she didn't require a bra. But no matter how many times David told her to go braless, his shy wife would giggle nervously and always wear one. David knew that Las Vegas was famous for long-legged busty women, but he preferred his petite wife. At 5'4" and slim figure with small breasts, and her natural blonde hair pulled off her flawless face in a ponytail, she could pass for a high school girl.
After finishing their dinner, the Bostons went back to their room to freshen up. They had tickets for an early show in one of the big hotels on The Strip and were excited as children on Christmas Day. Armed with city maps, the two navigated their rental car through unfamiliar streets but knew they had arrived when they saw the abundance of neon lights. It took them a while to locate a parking place, but soon they were walking hand-in-hand like new lovers.
A gust of wind caught them by surprise and Doreen's hand immediately stopped her skirt from rising higher. She nervously looked around to see if anyone had seen her legs, but everyone seemed to be busy doing their own thing. But just to be sure, the shy woman gripped the side of her skirt and held it down.
David smiled at his wife. He had seen the reaction to her skirt flying up her bare legs. He didn't think it was high enough for anyone to see her panties, but he knew his wife. She had fretted over not wearing pantyhose while getting dressed, and decided not to simply because it was too hot. But he had seen the anxiety on her face as she debated between comfort and modesty. David had also looked around when the wind toyed with her skirt, but in his case it was out of pride. He knew his wife was drop-dead gorgeous and wanted every other man to envy him.
When David and Doreen were seated, a cocktail waitress immediately came to their table. They told the scantily dressed buxom waitress they were fine, but she informed them that there was a two drink minimum. Doreen ordered a wine and David a Daniels and Coke. They drank slowly, but they were so early that their glasses were empty before the show even began. The waitress was instantly back when she saw that and they ordered a second round of the same.
"Wow, I don't think I ever had two drinks in a row," Doreen said sipping on her second glass of wine.
"We're on vacation. Let's enjoy ourselves."
Doreen grabbed her husband's forearm and squeezed it lovingly. She also giggled, already feeling the effects of the alcohol. But her attention was drawn to the stage when the comedian appeared. Both Doreen and David were laughing harder than they had ever laughed before at the jokes, even though many embarrassed Doreen because of their raunchiness.
The two were so caught up in the jokes that they gulped down their drinks. When the waitress noticed, she quickly returned. Distracted by the show, David ordered another round even though they had reached their minimum. Absentmindedly, the two finished those drinks as well. By the time the show ended, David was feeling no pain and Doreen had a hard time walking on her modest 3 inch high heels.
They walked around the huge hotel, fascinated by the furnishings. After spending time in the shops, admiring the merchandise but realizing it was too expensive, they wandered into the casino. The bustle, noise, and lights intrigued them so they walked around.
Doreen tried a few slot machines with no success, but watching the pictures roll by and then stop caused her to giggle. David noticed the roulette table and pulled Doreen to it. She almost fell several times which brought more giggling.
David watched the ball bouncing within the spinning wheel and wasn't sure how to play. He finally understood the black and red bets so he told Doreen to stay put while he bought chips. When he returned, Doreen was talking to another couple.
"Hi, you must be David," the man said boisterously with his hand extended. When David gave him a blank stare, the man said, "I'm Jack. Jill and I..."
Doreen began giggling her drunken laugh when she saw her husband's face. "Yeah, I had the same reaction. They're Jack and Jill. Can you believe it?"
The other couple politely chuckled, used to that reaction. Then the man said, "Yep, we're Jack and Jill Johnston. We've just been talking to your lovely wife. And you're David... right?"
David shook the man's hand and said, "I'm David Boston and this is my wife Doreen."
"Um, we've already met Doreen," Jill said, holding out her hand.
David shook the other woman's hand and felt it grip his tightly. Her smile was warm and he enjoyed the contact.
"How's that nersh... nersha... you know, the rhyme go?" Doreen asked drunkenly, finally giving up on the word nursery.
"Well, we have our own version," Jill said. "Jack and Jill went up a hill... each had a quarter. Jill came down with fifty cents... are you sure they went up for water?"
Fred burst into a hearty laugh, but the naïve Doreen simply stared drunkenly at Jill.
"I was just going to play this game," David said.
"Roulette?" Jack said.
"Um, yeah. This game."
"Go for it, man."
David placed a chip on " black" and waited. When the ball landed on 8-black, both David and Doreen squealed like schoolchildren. The others around them who had placed much more complex bets looked on in disdain at their outburst. After all, that only paid 2:1. But David eagerly pulled his chips off the table.
"Try red now," Doreen said excitedly, now caught up in the moment.
David took only one of his chips and placed it on the felt. When the steel ball settled on 35-red, it once again resulted in Doreen screaming.
"Do red again," she said loudly, partly from her excitement but also from the alcohol that was in her system.
They won again, and then switched back to black. Jack and Jill were both slapping David on the back, congratulating him. When they asked the Bostons what they wanted to drink, David and Doreen automatically gave their usual answer. By the time the drinks arrived, David had won several more times. He took the offered drink from Jack and took a big swig. Doreen accepted the wine from Jill and also took a rather large drink -- she was very excited and thirsty.
Jack didn't win every round, but he won more than he lost. He got bored betting black/red so he studied the board and noticed the even/odd bet. He selected odd and jumped with joy when it landed on 3-red. Doreen didn't understand the new bet but got equally excited when Jill leaned over and explained it to her.
"I'm betting your birthday," David said excitedly.
"What do you mean?" Doreen asked.
"I'm going for number 11. Your birthday is August 11th so I'm betting number 11."
"Whoa, slugger," Jack said in his boisterous voice. "Those odds are a lot higher."
But David ignored Jack's warning and placed a chip on number 11. He held his breath the entire time the wheel spun, and when it landed on 11-red he let out a thunderous scream. When Doreen saw the 35 chips added to his bet she screeched as well. David grabbed his winnings and the two hugged. When they broke apart, they automatically accepted the drinks Jack and Jill were offering.
By now both David and Doreen were feeling no pain. In fact, Doreen had a difficult time standing so it only seemed natural for Jack to hold her steady. He held her around the waist. Doreen was too drunk to notice when his hand slid down and rested on the top of her buttocks as she drunkenly leaned into his body.
David bet his birthday next and lost, then lost again betting their anniversary. He went back to black/red, but lost three in a row. David gathered up his winnings and told the others he was through. Jack and Jill led him and Doreen to the cashier where he cashed in. The Bostons couldn't believe it. David had bought $20 worth of chips and now had a whopping $540.
"Hon, I'm... hiccup... sleepy," Doreen said after they calmed down.
"Yeah, me too. We better go."
"Can you make it to your room?" Jack asked.
"We aren't... hiccup... staying here," Doreen said.
"You aren't going to drive, are you?" Jill asked concerned.
"Yeah, we aren't on the strip," David said.
"Look, it's too dangerous," Jill said. Then after pausing in deep thought she added, "Look, we are at this hotel and have a huge room with two kings. Why don't you crash in our room until you can drive?"
"I don't know," Doreen said slowly. "We... hiccup... don't want to bother you."
"No bother at all. C'mon, let's go."
David and Doreen weren't thinking clearly but knew they couldn't drive. It never even dawned on them to call a taxi since in their small hometown everyone drove. Jack supported David and Jill helped Doreen as they walked drunkenly through the casino to the elevator.
"I get it!" Doreen suddenly shouted and then giggled while waiting for the elevator. "Jill gave Jack her quarter."
"Well, actually, Jack gave Jill his money," Jill corrected her.
"But why?" Doreen asked confused. With all the liquor in her she wasn't thinking clearly.
"I guess he liked her," Jill said and winked at her husband.
In the elevator, Doreen watched the numbers flash by as they were whisked to the 15th floor. As each floor number appeared, she'd slur a joke about betting that number on roulette. It was monotonous to hear, but both Doreen and David laughed as if it was the best joke in the world... every time!
When they entered Room 1503, David was taken by its immense size. "This is what a Las Vegas room should look like," he said as Jack lowered him onto the bed.
Doreen didn't say anything as Jill placed her on the bed and lifted her legs up. Doreen simply turned onto her side and fell asleep. Jack and Jill looked at the sleeping couple and smiled. Doreen's skirt had ridden several inches above her knee and Jack grabbed the hem and dragged it up higher. Jill slapped his arm and called him "naughty" then began undressing. When the Johnston's were naked, they got into bed even though they weren't tired.
David groggily opened his eyes to a dark room. He was disoriented and then remembered where he was. He heard moaning and realized it was what had awakened him. David was still woozy and wanted to go back to sleep, but the noises got louder. He tried to see into the other bed, but was only able to make out shadows. And then he heard louder moans and he knew they came from a woman being sexually stimulated.
David's cock began to stiffen when he realized Jack and Jill Johnston were having sex in the same room. He opened his pants and pushed them to mid-thigh, grabbing his cock. While listening to the other couple, David slowly stroked his hard cock. He was a little startled when his hand was covered by Doreen's, but willingly relinquished control of his dick. He felt the soft fingers wrap around his shaft and begin pumping.
David wondered why his modest wife was turned on by the sounds of sex. He would have expected her to pull him from the bed and run out of the room, or at least bury herself under the covers. But David wasn't complaining; her hand felt great on his cock.
David saw movement in the other bed and then heard a gasp, followed by grunts and the sounds of a squeaking bed. They were fucking, less than 20 feet away! David felt the hand tighten around his cock and heard a sigh. He couldn't see much in the darkness so he thought it didn't matter if he faced the other bed or not -- as long as he could still hear -- so he slowly rolled over. When his hand landed on a naked breast he wondered why Doreen was undressed and not him. Then he realized his hand didn't completely cover her tit like it usually did. David jerked his hand back as if he had touched a hot coal.
"Shhh," Jill whispered and then stuck her tongue into his mouth, all the while fisting his hard cock.
David pulled his head back and Jill covered his open mouth with her hand.
"Don't you want to fuck me?" Jill whispered, squeezing his cock for emphasis. "I know you'll like it."
Jill felt David's mouth moving so she relaxed her hand. David whispered, "But my wife?"
"It sounds like she's already being fucked."
"But that can't be. She's my wife. She wouldn't cheat on me."
"Hmmm, sounds like she is. Why do you have to say she's cheating? We're all adults. I don't think Jack is cheating on me. He's just having fun."
"But..."
"No buts. You can't undo what's happening in the other bed. So why not have some fun yourself. I don't know about you, but hearing them fucking has turned me on." Jill squeezed David's hard cock. "And it has you too. You were jerking off when I took over."
"But I thought it was you and Jack."
"So, what's the difference? It's exciting to listen to two people fuck."
"The difference is that one is my wife."
"And one is my husband. Just relax and enjoy."
Jill shifted on the bed and wrapped her lips around David's cock. He was more confused than he had ever been. His wife was fucking a stranger in the other bed. The man's wife was sucking his cock... and doing it very well. She was much more experienced than Doreen, and David couldn't help but moan.
Once again Jill moved. Her mouth remained locked on David's dick, but her body swung around. Before he knew it, David had a pussy brushing against his nose and lips... and it was smooth as a billiard ball. He listened to the bed squeaking next to his and heard the grunts and moans, then he felt something tighten around the end of his cock. Only when he felt Jill's lips slide up his cock, and then all the way down again, did he realize it was her throat gripping his cock.
David grabbed Jill's ass and pulled her down onto his open mouth, slipping his tongue inside her slit. He was rewarded by her sucking his cock more feverishly, causing his tongue to become more active. He licked her pussy viciously and then pushed his tongue inside her hole, savoring the taste of a new pussy.
It was too much for David so he tried to squirm out from under Jill, but she held him tight. He knew Jill would be furious with him, but he couldn't hold back any longer. Soon his sperm was gushing into Jill's mouth. He expected her to go ballistic, but to his astonishment she just sucked his cock harder. David blasted spurt after spurt of his hot, gooey semen into Jill's mouth.
When David stopped cumming, Jill continued to titillate his cock. Her lips would bury in his pubic hairs and then she'd slowly slide her lips up his length, only to reverse directions and bury his cock into her throat. David lost none of his hardness.
Jill finally released David's cock, but was soon straddling his body. David looked up into the darkness and saw the shadows of the woman's face. He was still staring at her when he felt his cock grabbed and angled downward, then David felt the warmth of Jill's cunt swallow his cock. She sat down on him with her buttocks on his thighs. When Jill leaned forward for a kiss, David quickly moved his head to the side. Jill chuckled at his aversion for kissing a woman after cumming in her mouth, but didn't hold it against him.
David heard the sounds of the squeaking bed next to him pick up, as well as the much louder moans and grunts. But his mind was brought back to his own bed when Jill began sliding up and down his pole. Soon his bed added to the squeaks in the room.
Doreen was close to climaxing when she heard the other squeaks. Her head turned to the side and she saw the shadowy figures on the bed -- the one on top was bouncing up and down. Doreen could make out the long hair and knew it must be Jill on top.
In her drunken state, as well as her aroused one, Doreen tried to understand what was happening. She and David were in the other couple's hotel room where she had fallen asleep. She remembered awakening when she felt her panties being pulled down. It had been like a dream, but when her legs were pushed apart and she felt a tongue lapping her pussy, Doreen had known it was real. She had thought it was her husband and was about to admonish him for doing it with the other couple sleeping in the next bed, but it felt so good that she put it off for the moment.
Doreen had spread her legs further apart only to be impeded by her skirt. She remembered tugging at it, lifting her butt in the process, until the skirt was bunched around her waist. Now that she had the freedom, Doreen's legs spread wide apart. She remembered being rewarded by a more active tongue and had to hold her hand over her mouth to keep the others from hearing her moans. She had thought it was her husband licking her, more energetically than he ever had before, and Doreen ground her pussy into his face. As her arousal grew, Doreen had stopped worrying about the other couple and moaned her approval. And when the tongue flicked her clit, Doreen's body tensed and she closed her eyes as her orgasm swept through her.
Consumed by her powerful orgasm, Doreen was only slightly aware of the movement on top of her. She remembered feeling the hard cock enter her and, thinking it was David, provided him more room by spreading her legs. When Doreen had felt the long slow strokes, she moaned and opened her eyes. She remembered peering into the darkness at the face hovering over hers and her mouth and eyes opening wide. It was all coming back to her.
"Shh, they'll hear," Jack had whispered to the astonished woman.
Doreen hadn't known what to do. She was still affected by the alcohol and it muddled her brain. She had let a man other than her husband eat her out and she climaxed. And then the man began fucking her with her husband nearby. If she had screamed David would have known what was happening. She hadn't understood any of it and was utterly confused. And, to make matters worse, Jack had increased his tempo, fucking her harder.
Doreen's body had reacted and she uncontrollably humped up to meet each of Jack's thrusts. A stranger's cock was inside her, fucking her, and she was fucking it back. Her alcohol induced mind didn't know what to do, but her body did. She had moaned as she fucked the stranger back, and he began grunting as he rammed his cock into her even harder. It had worried Doreen that her bed was squeaking, but then she heard squeaks coming from the other part of the room. She had turned to the other bed and saw the figures of the others fucking, with Jill on top. It was while she was staring into the darkness at the other couple that her body once again exploded. Doreen wrapped her legs around Jack's body and shuddered. Her climax caused her pussy to clench which brought Jack off and he shot his sperm into her.
Now that Jack had stopped fucking her, the only sounds in the room came from the other bed. Doreen lay on her back with a sweaty man on top of her breathing hard. Her head was turned to the side and she watched the other woman fucking her husband. The squeaks got louder as Jill moved more urgently, and then Doreen heard the familiar grunt her husband made when he climaxed. It was followed by a high-pitched squeal as Jill also climaxed.
Doreen and David both had a panting stranger lying on them while they stared into the darkness at each other. They couldn't see much detail, but knew the other was looking at them and knew that they knew what they had done. Doreen began to weep.
"Don't cry," Jack said in a normal voice. In the darkness it sounded louder than it was. "It's all right. Nothing to cry about." Then he turned to the other bed. "David, tell Doreen everything is okay."
David didn't know what to say. He lay under a strange woman with his cock still inside her pussy. As Jill shifted his now soft dick slipped out causing Jill to moan. But David remained silent, as confused as his wife.
"Doreen, sweetie, it's okay," Jill called out from the other bed. "No harm done. I enjoyed it and I think David did too. I hope you and Jack did as well."
"B-But, we're married!" Doreen exclaimed.
"So are we, sweetie. We only do this with other married couples."
"You've done this before?"
"Many times. We love sex and variety. Jack and I love each other, but sometimes it's fun to have sex with someone else."
"It's cheating!"
"No, sweetie, it's swinging. It would be cheating if we went around our spouse's back. This is in the open so it's not cheating."
Suddenly, the enormity of the situation hit home and Doreen pushed on Jack's chest. "Get off me! For god's sake, get off!"
Jack obliged and got off the bed. He walked to the door and turned on the light. Doreen saw for the first time that Jack and Jill were stark naked. Jill was straddling David whose pants were pushed down to his knees. And her own body was naked from the waist down. In a panic, Doreen tugged her skirt down until it covered her pussy and quickly sat up. The dizziness caused her to lie back down again and rest until her head cleared, and then she sat up very slowly.
When Doreen looked across the room, Jill was sitting at the foot of the other bed and David was pulling his pants up. Jill wasn't even trying to hide her nudity and Doreen noticed David's sperm leaking from her pussy between her spread legs.
"David, I don't know what to say," Doreen cried out, ready to sob again.
"I know, honey. I... I thought it was you."
"I know. I thought it was you too. We have to go. I... I don't know... we just have to go."
Doreen stood up and David took her lead; they met in the middle of the room. Hand in hand, the two walked to the door in silence and left. When they were outside the hotel room, Doreen burst into tears and David wrapped his arms around her, hugging her sobbing face to his chest.
Doreen and David were disoriented when they left the hotel, but managed to locate their car after walking several blocks in different directions. They didn't speak, other than to suggest which way to go. Both were confused and consumed by guilt, and it didn't help that Doreen was walking with no panties on and a stranger's sperm leaking from her pussy.
When they got back to their own hotel, Doreen rushed into the bathroom and tore her clothes off. She got into the shower and scrubbed her body, especially her violated pussy. David waited impatiently for his turn, switching on the TV to the sports channel. When Doreen came out, her hair wrapped in a towel and wearing a robe, David took his shower.
When David reentered the bedroom, he found Doreen sitting on the bed staring at the TV, but he knew she wasn't watching it. He sat down next to her and held her tight. She began sobbing again.
"I'm sorry," Doreen said, "I thought it was you."
"I know... me too."
"And when I realized it wasn't you I didn't know what to do."
"What!? When did you know?" David asked surprised.
Doreen couldn't look at her husband so she kept her face buried in his chest. His body heat and the dampness from his recent shower felt comforting.
"When I opened my eyes and he was on top of me."
"On top of you?"
"You know, doing it."
"Why didn't you stop him?"
"I... I don't know," Doreen said so softly that David could hardly hear. "By that time..."
"You let him!?"
"It's not like that. I thought it was you."
"But you said you saw his face and knew it wasn't."
"But by then he was, you know, doing it."
"Fucking you?"
"David, please don't use that language."
"But that's what he was doing, wasn't he?"
"Yes."
"And you were doing it back."
"Yes. I was drunk and I had just cum."
"What do you mean you came?"
"Oh David, I thought you knew. He was licking me. I thought it was you and was going to tell you to stop with the others there, but it felt good so I let you, um, him, do it. And then I came."
"He brought you off with his mouth?"
"Yes. I'm so sorry, but I thought it was you."
"But not when he got on top of you. You saw his face then and knew it wasn't me."
"But he was already inside me. He told me to be quiet or you'd hear. I didn't want you to see me doing it with someone else. I didn't know what to do."
"So you fucked him!"
"Well, you fucked her too! I saw you to doing it."
"Jill pointed out that you were doing it with her husband. I was confused. And then it just happened. I guess I thought if you could do it so could I."
"Oh, David, I'm so sorry. Can you ever forgive me?"
"Honey, there's nothing to forgive. Like Jack said, no harm done."
"But I had sex with another man."
"And I had sex with another woman. We're still married and still love each other. And you sounded like you enjoyed it."
"David, how can you say something like that?"
"Doreen, we've always been honest with each other, correct?"
"Of course."
"Then tell me the truth. Did you enjoy it?"
Doreen stared into her husband's eyes and then lowered hers, softly saying, "Yes, that's why I feel so guilty."
"Honey, I enjoyed it too." Doreen's eyes shot up. "I'm sorry, but she did things. She deep-throated me and..."
"She had your penis in her mouth?" Doreen said surprised.
"Yes, and I came in her mouth."
"Yuck!"
"She didn't seem to mind. I think she liked it."
"I didn't see that. I only saw you two doing it with her on top. When did she do the other thing?"
"While you and Jack were fu... doing it. Then she climbed on top of me and we did it too."
"So you were watching me and Jack doing it while she sucked you off? David, be honest. Did it excite you to know I was doing it? I mean, getting fucked by another man?"
"Well, at first I got excited when I thought it was the Johnstons. Then when I discovered it was Jill in bed with me and it was you in the other bed, I got pissed. But once Jill started to have sex with me... well, yeah, I guess it excited me to see and hear you doing it."
"Oh, all right. I guess there was no harm done after all."
The two went to sleep and when they awoke the next morning they didn't mention any more about the night before. David and Doreen had a brunch and went for a swim. Then they did some shopping. It wasn't until sitting down to dinner that Doreen brought it up again.
"David?"
"Yeah?"
"I have a confession," Doreen said.
"Don't tell me you didn't need those three pairs of shoes?"
Doreen joined her husband in a joyful laugh and then said, "No, silly, a girl always needs more shoes. It's something else."
By the seriousness in the way Doreen said that, David was concerned. "What then?"
"You know... last night..." David remained silent during the long pause. "It excited me too."
"What did?"
"You know, seeing you and Jill doing it. I'm so ashamed, but I think it made my orgasm bigger."
"You came while watching us?"
"Yeah, and it was a big one."
"Maybe Jack is just better than me," David said dejectedly.
"No, don't think that. It wasn't that. You are better than him. It's just that seeing and hearing you doing it, it... well, it excited me."
"Was that all?"
"No. When I realized it wasn't you inside me..." Doreen lowered her eyes. "I think that excited me too."
Doreen couldn't stand the silence and looked up. David was smiling at her and she blushed.
"Well, since we're confessing... I liked having sex with Jill too."
"Honey, let's go to the room. I want to make love," Doreen said.
As soon as the door closed, Doreen was ripping off her clothes. David followed her lead and was stepping out of his underwear when Doreen lunged at him. They crashed to the floor with Doreen's tongue pushing into his mouth. They kissed passionately on the floor and then David broke free.
"Let's get into bed," David said.
Doreen giggled and started to get up. She saw David's underwear still around one ankle so she pulled it off and swung it over her head like a lasso as she ran to the bed. She put the undergarment on her head like a hat and laughed. David jumped onto the bed and made a grab for his underwear. Doreen simply ducked and David went sprawling on his face. Doreen kept giggling like a schoolgirl.
Doreen leaned forward and David ripped his underwear off her head. But Doreen was no longer trying to avoid him. She had something else in mind. While David was shouting triumphantly, Doreen stuffed his cock into her mouth. It didn't take long for David's dick to stiffen.
David tossed the undergarment aside and stared as his wife's head bobbing up and down frantically on his cock. Her lovemaking had always been gentle, but what she was doing was not lovemaking. She looked like a porn star as she worked her mouth on his cock. Doreen was so aggressive that she kept gagging, but that didn't deter her. To David it looked like she was trying to swallow his entire cock, and that was Doreen's goal. She felt that if Jill could do it, so could she -- but she couldn't. She kept gagging.
"I'm sorry, I tried," Doreen said looking up at David, ready to burst into tears.
"It's all right."
"But she was able to do it."
"But I'm not in love with her. I love you and I much prefer your mouth than hers."
David was telling a little white lie. He did love his wife. He did prefer to have sex with her than anyone else. But he did enjoy Jill's deep-throat blowjob. Doreen smiled at him, still twisting her fist around his saliva-coated cock. Then she went down on him again, now only occasionally gagging as she was determined to take as much of her husband's cock into her mouth as she could.
"Honey, it's time," David cried out. When Doreen kept sucking, David yelled, "Doreen, I can't hold it. I'm going to cum!"
If anything, Doreen increased her sucking and even used her hand to pump David's dick. Every muscle in David's face and neck became taut and he clenched his fists as he tried to keep from climaxing, but he couldn't stop it. He felt the familiar sensation is his groin and then the ecstatic relief as his sperm fired into his wife's mouth. At that point he forgot about pulling out and enjoyed the sensation of climaxing while a tongue and lips massaged his spurting cock.
When David came down from his euphoric high, he slowly opened his eyes. Doreen was staring at him, holding his cock and squeezing it periodically to force more sperm to bubble at the tip. She'd then run her palm over it and drag it over his cock, only to give it another squeeze and repeat the process. David knew his wife wasn't aware of it, but some of his sperm was in the corner of her mouth where it seeped out. But he knew she had swallowed the rest.
"Honey, that was the best ever," David said. Doreen beamed like a child would after being complemented about a great report card. "But you didn't have to let me cum in..."
"Hush, I wanted you to," Doreen interrupted. "It's not bad, you know. It kind of surprised me at first... you know. I didn't expect it to come out so strong, but then it was kind of funny feeling it." Doreen hesitated and then said, "David, will you do me now?"
Doreen was full of surprises. David had gone down on her many times, but she always was timid about it. No matter how many times David told her otherwise, Doreen believed he was doing it only because he had to, not because he liked it. And now she was asking him to eat her.
David didn't even bother answering what he considered a rhetorical question. He helped Doreen move to the center of the bed and crawled between her legs. The old Doreen was still present as she kept her legs as close together as she could with David between them. He was going to have none of that and grabbed her under the knees and pushed her legs up and back so that her knees were close to her chest. In this position, Doreen's pussy was obscenely spread, but she didn't try to stop him.
David's mouth dropped to her pussy and began licking through the slit. The moans that came from above attested to Doreen's enjoyment. David made his tongue taut and shoved it into Doreen's gaping hole. He used his head like a pile driver, fucking her with his tongue. David continued for a while, but wanted to use his hands so he draped Doreen's legs over his shoulders. He used his thumbs to pull her labia apart, exposing the moist, pink inner flesh. He licked it with the broad part of his tongue and sometimes shoved his tongue into her. Doreen grabbed her own legs and pulled them back, opening herself more. David used the afforded freedom to lick more fervently. Doreen was moaning and letting out little squeaking sounds while her fingers turned white as she held onto her legs. But when David attacked her clit, Doreen's arms dropped to her sides and her legs fell onto David's back. Her hips jerked as he continued to lick her clit until she let out a high pitched shrill as she climaxed.
When Doreen opened her eyes she looked at David still between her legs and said, "Please fuck me."
David was surprised again by Doreen's language, but he didn't hesitate. He climbed up her body and inserted his still hard cock into her wet pussy. He was going to enter her slowly, but Doreen locked her legs around his body and pulled him to her, sinking his cock all the way into her in one movement. Before David was even ready, Doreen began pushing up at him, trying to fuck his cock. It didn't take David long to respond, and soon they were fucking harder than they had ever before, with their bodies slapping against each other every time they came together. And speaking of "coming together," that's what they did for the first time in their lives. They had simultaneous orgasms.
David rolled off Doreen and the two sweating, panting bodies lay side by side. When they caught their breaths, both turned onto their sides facing each other and held each other tight. Before too long, husband and wife were sound asleep in each other's arms.
THE END (not yet) go to Part 2
