Britney's Camping Trip

 

 

 

 

 

Britney stepped through the door of the cabin she'd rented with her twin for the weekend, a lovely little wood log structure with a spattering of cross-framed windows hidden deep in the woods. Neither of them were particularly looking forward to being pursued by a cloud of mosquitos, but they both desperately needed the time away from their regular lives. Her twin, Reyna, had managed to bring along a bottle of champagne for the both of them along with a bottle of her favourite rosé wine hidden among the belongings she'd brought.

There were two bedrooms, each with a double bed topped with an old set of blankets that looked as though they were from a grandma's spare room - these little places always seemed to do that. Between the two rooms was a common area and kitchen, but they each had their own en-suite bathroom. They both hurriedly scoured around the cabin, exploring inside empty cabinets and checking in drawers to see if anyone had left anything behind, or find extra pillows and blankets, eventually finding satisfaction in the fact that everything was empty.

Reyna followed Britney into the left hand bedroom and began jumping on the bed, shoes and all. She had leather boots that rode up half way to her shins that were thankfully still pretty clean, tied with criss-crossed laces that were wound into pretty little bows at the front. A baggy pair of petite shorts hung low on her hips and sagged out over her thighs, held in place by a thick tan belt. On her torso she had a boob tube and a vest on top, a dark shade of red to match her twinkling eyes and ruby teardrop necklace.

As she bounced up and down the bed creaked fiercely beneath her, groaning and roaring like an angry opossum. She managed to get a fair bit of air time, but nearly broke the bed in the process. When she was satisfied with the springiness, she bounced up high and landed on her back, spreading her arms and legs out and landing her head on the pillow. As she landed with her full weight, there was a slight crack from the wood beneath the mattress.

"I'm guessing that's your bed now that you've broken it?" Britney bemoaned her twin. She put her hands on her hips and furrowed her brow in frustration.

"No, this one has your name on it!" Reyna laughed. "I'm just... testing it, that's all."

Frustrated, Britney went through the living room to her own room and dropped her bag down on the bed. It was a nice enough room, it was just to sleep in anyway, so it didn't need to be particularly fancy. They'd be spending most of the time covered in mosquito spray wandering around the woods, or swimming, or cycling, exploring the beauty and majesty of the nature around them.

In the surrounding area there were a handful of other cabins inhabited by fellow holidaymakers, but they were too far from each other to be able to hear the other cabins, and a thick band of trees separated the grounds of each one. They didn't have a pool, but there was a little hot tub. Nonetheless, the girls had agreed to go swimming in the lake and had mentioned taking a canoe out at some point. It didn't matter what they did -- they were there to have fun, to relax, and enjoy each other's company while they had the chance.

"It's beautiful here." Reyna mentioned, calling through the open doorway to Britney's bedroom as she flopped down on one of the ancient sofas that had seen better days. She grabbed the remote control from the scratched coffee table and tried to turn on the TV, but the reception was horrible. It hadn't been programmed properly either, having a grand total of four channels. Sports, 24-hour news, a shopping channel, and for some reason a blurry religious broadcasting channel.

Nothing that could hold her interest for long enough. She rolled her head back in frustration, wondering what else she could do in the meantime. Her dome lolled to the side and spied her sister unpacking. They'd only be there for the weekend, so unpacking and putting clothes away seemed a little futile. She wore a blue tunic that was cut into a diagonal to drape over one side of her hips, exposing the other. She wore three-quarter-length khakis and a little pair of cream pumps on her sockless feet, and a faux lily was pinned to the tunic between her ample breasts. She held up another blue top as Reyna stared, folding it up and slipping it carefully into one of the drawers next to the bed.

"You know we're only here for two nights? Tonight and tomorrow, then we're going home Sunday?" She questioned. "We're not moving in here or anything."

Britney turned back to look over her shoulder. "It makes me feel comfortable..." she said, sliding the drawer closed and walking in to join her twin. "You're too homely, just relax, that's why we're here." Reyna responded casually.

"So what's the first thing we do?" Britney asked. Reyna was usually the more outgoing of the two, the bossy one who made all the decisions, so she deferred to her judgement.

"I think..." she muttered, grumbling and groaning as her mind strained trying to figure out what she wanted to do. "I think I want a nap. I've been driving all day, so that's the first thing. Maybe crack open that champagne later and take a dip in the hot tub?"

Britney had already had a nap in the car on the way there, her head pressed against the window and her mouth wide open as she snored serenely, if a little undignified. She knew that her sister loved to sleep and would often get grouchy if she wasn't allowed to get enough rest, so she decided that she'd let her get her nap in.

"I think... I'll go for a swim, in that case." Britney suggested. Reyna stood up and took drawling steps over to her room, pulling off her top in full sight of Britney, sliding down her shorts and jumping back into the bed. Reyna peeked up from the covers and watched as Britney stood. "Wake me up when you get back, then. Take your time."

She went back to her room and rifled through the belongings that she'd brought, but she couldn't find the swimsuit. Checking the bag again she saw that it was empty -- she went back to the drawers... there was nothing there. She started to panic and darted out the front door to check the back of the car to see if it had somehow fallen out, but there was nothing there at all.

Disappointment washed over her. She was so determined to swim, and now she couldn't. She took a spare towel from the back of the car and peered into the distance, gazing at the dappled sunlight sparkling on the surface of the lake nearby. She could sunbathe, maybe have a nap herself, she reasoned.

With that, she made her way across the softly sloping grassy banks down to the water's edge. There was no sand but a beach littered with small pebbles and smooth rocks, eroded over thousands of years. There were a lot of pretty pebbles to be found and Britney eyed their banded colours and speckles, their smooth shapes beautiful shimmering flecks of quartz embedded within as she made her way to a flat spot where she could lay down the towel.

She kicked off her shoes and glanced around as she lay down on the towel. There was nobody else around. Just trees and birds, a squirrel darting up a tree in the distance, and a few insects buzzing about their business. The cheeping and chirping of nature around her seemed so serene, so peaceful, brought into a rhythmic harmony alongside the soft hushing of the water's edge against the rocks and the gasping yawn of the breeze that blustered through the clearing in the trees.

Maybe, she wondered, she could get away with swimming after all. With nobody around, she could go skinny dipping with no problems. Nobody would see, and not even Reyna needed to know. She gave it a few minutes, waiting and watching, listening in case anybody approached. When her confidence had grown to the point she was sure enough that nobody was going to approach, she gave a sly smile and crossed her arms over her front, tugging at the bottom of her shirt and pulling it over her head in one smooth motion. With fiddling fingers, she untied her belt and let her khakis drop to the floor, leaving her in a matching set of lacy blue undergarments.

With a shy blush across her face, she looked around again making absolutely certain nobody was around. Even just in her panties and bra, she would hate for somebody to come along and see her. It wouldn't have been such an issue if she was in an actual swimming costume which showed just as much flesh, but the dissonance was lost on her. With slow, deliberate movements, she inched the panties down her smooth, rounded legs to her feet. She kept her thighs together, hiding herself in case somebody happened upon her like this. Finally, she pulled her hands behind her back and removed the bra as well.

The stones beneath her feet were prodding at her soles and burning her skin from the day's heat but as her toes touched the cool, refreshing water, she breathed a sigh of relief. If was a little too cold to just jump into so with careful tip-toed steps she waded her way in inch by inch.

'This isn't so bad' she thought to herself, swimming a little way out into the lake's crystal clear waters and turning back, surveying the horizon in case anybody came by. It wasn't long until she'd given up checking, safe in the knowledge that nobody was coming by. She began to work her way around the edge of the lake, inspecting the different shores and trees and enjoying her time swimming and paddling along in the waters. It was so refreshing, so liberating to have her open skin against the water. She felt at peace with her body, and at one with nature.

The sun eventually began to slip behind the fluffy canopies of the trees in the distance, painting an orange hue over the horizon. She hadn't noticed but her fingers had grown withered and wrinkled from her extended time in the waters. Perhaps she'd spent long enough in there, she reasoned, so she eyed the shoreline for the place she set off from and made her way back.

As she waded out of the waters, her fears rose as she realised all of her belongings were gone. No towel, no phone, no shoes or panties, no bra nor skirt nor top. Everything had vanished. Her hands started to tremble at the thought of somebody coming by and taking her clothing, perhaps even standing there and watching her swimming around nude. Her face grew flushed with blood as she began to blush, fear overtaking her and flooding her veins with adrenaline. She needed to get back to the cottage now.

Her surroundings had begun to grow dark, but she had a general idea of the direction she was supposed to head in so she set off, huddled over to make herself as small as possible as not to get seen by onlookers. Instinctively, her arms wound around her breasts and a hand covered her groin as she hobbled across the rocks onto the dirty, gritty ground that soon gave way to lush, long grass that tickled her legs as she shuffled past it.

She came upon a lodge with lights on and the sound of merriment and revelry coming from outside, echoing around the trees. Little billows of smoke puffed up from a BBQ and a middle-aged man with a beer in one hand and a spatula in the other was laughing with his friends while flipping burgers.

Britney needed to make her way past. There were some tall bushes that she wouldn't be able to make her way past, thorny and sharp, so she had little other choice but to skip through the grounds of their cottage. Cautiously, slowly, she crept along the lines of the bushes and hedgerows, speeding up as she moved from the cover of one to the next. Abruptly, somebody from their party called out.

"Hey, Eddie! I think I saw something move over there." Came a woman's voice.

She couldn't see their faces, but the way their gloomy outlines moved told her that they were all looking her way. Her heart pounded at fear of getting caught and having to explain the situation while completely nude to a group of strangers. She could feel the immense heat coming from her cheeks as she burned up with a heady mixture of fear and embarrassment.

"No -- no, no no..." she whispered to herself, her eyes darting around for her next move. She kept glancing over to the group, and noticed that one of them was approaching cautiously, their eyes fixed firmly on the location of the quivering bush behind which she crouched.

There wasn't much other choice, she had to make a break for it. She darted off as fast as her bare feet would take her, twigs and rocks biting at her feet as she ran with impunity. Eddie, the man with the beer began to give chase.

"Come back here! I don't bite!" He shouted to her, watching her movements through the bushes rustling.

"What is it?" the lady called again.

"I don't know, but it's big! Could be a deer?" he called back towards the cottage, still giving chase.

When the lights from their windows had sank into darkness behind the trees, Britney held herself up on her knees and caught her breath. Her lung stung from breathing so heavily, and she glanced around as she regained her composure making sure she hadn't been followed.

There was an entirely new problem now, though, as she realised she had no idea where she was. She wandered further into the brush in what she believed to be the general direction of their cottage, soon coming across a dusty dirt road. Two troughs spanned it with a grassy knoll in the middle where tyres had worn down the muddy path over the years. She soon recognised it as the road that they'd taken to get there in the first place. She got her bearings back and began to walk along the road, feeling a little better now that she'd found her way.

Her fears flooded back to her in no time as she suddenly noticed a bright light appear behind her, illuminating the path she was on. Fearful, she turned her body around and saw a big blue truck heading her way, the headlights blinding her. She raised a hand to block the light from her eyes, revealing her breasts to the oncoming driver.

As she realised what she'd done she quickly lowered her arm again and tried to duck into a bush by the side of the road.

The car crunched along the dirt path, slowing bit to a crawl as it passed her quivering body. A man in a baseball cap rolled down the window and peered out, glaring into the bushes to see what had just been crossing the road. She hoped and prayed to herself that they'd just drive on and forget what they'd seen, but she heard the engine stop ticking over and the glow of the headlights dimmed back to darkness.

There was a second of silence, followed by the creaking clunk of the door of the old truck shutting with a slam. Footsteps approached one by one, slowly, creeping towards her location and she saw a beam of light from a flashlight sweep across the bushes nearby, passing over the trees. She could feel a crying squeak burgeoning in her body that she had to hold down and repress -- she couldn't make a noise, otherwise she'd be found.

Holding her breath, she saw a boot come down at the edge of the bush. He was right there. The light continued behind her into the darkness of the trees, sweeping around for what felt like hours. She stayed as still as she could, her eyes stuck to the boot in front of her as she wished for it to move away. At least, the flashlight dimmed and the lights from the truck reappeared as the engine coughed back into life.

When the noise from the tyres had faded into the distance she got herself up to her feet and pressed on, still trembling and red, her feet sore and dirty. She clamped her arm around her breasts again to keep them in place while she jogged on towards her cottage.

She came upon another wood-built cabin with the lights on. A low, skulking shadowy shape lifted itself up and crept towards her from the door of the cabin. The light glancing off its fur showed that it was a yellow-hued creature with two floppy ears and its tail was held out behind it as it stalked her.

"No, leave me alone, please no..." she whispered to herself, creeping away from it but watching over her bare shoulder as it continued to approach.

She picked up her pace and moved faster, but the shadowed creature matched her pace, growing closer and closer. She couldn't take it anymore -- she began to sprint away, btu her speed was no match for it. When it made its way closer, she saw a tail wagging happily away and she was pounced upon by a great big golden retriever, its tongue lapping and lashing away at her face as it jumped up to her.

Ordinarily she'd relish any opportunity to pet a dog, but this was not the time. She knew full well that the owners would come looking in no time at all and tried to plead with the dog, pointing at their cottage and telling it to go home. Its deep brown eyes glistened as it smiled and panted happily, wiggling its rear end as it sided up to her.

With a sigh, she bent down to pet the dog, giving it what it wanted so that she might be allowed to leave. All the while she kept an eye out for the owners. She didn't see anybody, but a panicked voice called out into the darkness.

"Leo! Leo where are you?"

Britney took this opportunity to tell the dog once again to go back, but its tail continued to swing. Its cold nose got a whiff of something and it took rapid huffs along her thighs, pushing its face between her legs and taking big sniffs. She bent herself over and tried to push it away, but it was a big dog who was determined to sniff.

"Leo, come back! Leeeeeeooooooo!"

"Please, go back, go see your parents!" She begged, but it just kept sniffing. She tried to walk away, hoping that she'd pet Leo enough but he barked, revealing her location. She could hear footsteps jogging her way from the direction of the lit windows.

"... Stay!" She pleaded, pressing her hands together before running back off into the darkness.

Leo had no intention of staying; he thought this was a fun game. He chased her through the bushes, sniffing and snuffling at her butt as she ran. Leo's owners were hot on his tail, following the noises of his huffs and barks, calling all the while after him.

Britney felt like crying -- she just wanted to get home and get herself dressed. As she burst out the bushes, she could see her car. A feeling of ecstatic relief flooded her and she gained a second wind, a rush of energy surging through her as she made one last sprint across the road. She checked both ways cautiously before making it across, rushing to the door of their cottage. Leo seemed to want to come inside, and his owners were rapidly closing in on her. She opened the door and swiftly closed it on the barking dog to see her sister's smiling face beaming at her from the sofa.

Her feet were resting up on the coffee table and she'd already poured herself a glass of wine. Next to her, strewn on the back of the sofa, was a blue tunic, a lacy set of blue underwear, and three quarter length khakis. Britney realised what had happened. The relief that she was finally safe from prying eyes and the adrenaline from her adventure moulded into outrage and fury. Her fists clenched as she frowned at Reyna, who lifted her glass to her smiling lips and took a sip.

"What took you so long?" She muttered into the glass, eyeing Britney's naked body in the dim light from above.

Karen Loves Cum

 

 

 

 

 

 

While Karen was home for the Easter weekend I stayed on campus so I could be ready for my finals. Senior year was supposedly the easiest but I wasn't going to take any chances. At night I kept to myself on the Friday and lay in bed thinking of all that had transpired these last few months. I wrestled with my fascination of Karen fucking David and found myself masturbating at the idea of watching her with him.

Saturday night I needed to get out of the house so I made my way to a local brew pub for a pint or two and made my way to the bar as I enjoyed chatting with the bartender when things were slow. As I approached I saw a tall guy with blond hair sitting there and he seemed to look familiar. As I got closer I realized it was a guy I had played some pickup ball with a few times.

I quietly sat there and nursed my beer while watching the Final Four, not overly interested as my team had been knocked out in the round of 32. Lance on the other hand seemed to be watching attentively so I used that as an opportunity to start talking to him. We began with basketball and I found out he had been an accomplished player in high school but decided not to play in college so he could focus on his studies. We got along quite well in fact and had many things in common and we kept talking as the second game got underway. I was getting tired so I made my apologies and said good night. We exchanged numbers with the intention of playing some pickup ball on Sunday afternoon.

Sunday afternoon I headed to the gym and played for about 2 hours, and Lance was there too. As it turned out, we were on the same team most of the time and between us we managed to win almost every game. After the game we hit the showers and given my new found interest in Karen fucking guys with big dicks, I couldn't help but sneak a peak at what Lance was packing, and to say it was impressive is an understatement. Simply put, even totally soft he was the same length as me, and I am a solid 8 inches.

After making love to Karen when she came home from her Easter break, I found myself imagining both Lance and David fucking her, but now I was also vividly imagining her pussy full of their cum as well, and wondering what it would be like to clean her afterwards. I had really been surprised at how much I enjoyed it, and of course I really liked how Karen responded too. The truth is though, as much as I enjoyed the fantasy, the reality was not something I was ready for.

Karen and I both graduated, and she found a job at the hospital affiliated with the university working in the ER. I continued to work at the firm I had worked at on my Summer breaks and was happy enough for now, as I was contemplating getting my MBA but wanted a bit of work experience to give it all more real world context. We were able to stay in the house for the Summer but were going to need someplace once August rolled around so we began looking for a place to share. We found a nice little 2 bedroom in a mid rise building - it was fairly close to the hospital and I could easily bus to my office so its location was ideal.

Karen's hours were all over the place as a rookie nurse's usually are. Often when she came home she was exhausted but being the sexual creature that she is, if I initiated and started with pleasing her, she always responded and would soon be happily bouncing on my cock until I came, then we would sixty nine so we could clean each other afterwards, and this usually led to a round 2. I loved fucking her pussy the second time and between this and the creampies I was eating, my fantasies involving her with other men continued and only grew stronger.

Working in the ER was a dream come true for Karen. She loved the immediacy of it, the adrenaline rush and the intricate teamwork it required. She also loved the place she and Matt had found and was enjoying life outside of university. Matt was being a wonderful housemate and even better lover, always taking care of her. He seemed to have embraced eating her creampies and was incredibly focused on her needs.

The one problem was that David had stayed in town as well and was as relentless as ever about seeing Karen. She made every possible excuse but his being a part of the gangbang and being her favorite partner that night led him to believe that if he kept at her he would wear down her defenses. She could barely admit to herself that she still hoped to one day enjoy his cock again, but she knew that Matt would be furious if she did.

One night after an evening shift in the ER, a bunch of nurses and doctors decided to go out and blow off some steam and catch last call at one of the local pubs. Karen showered and got into her street clothes at the hospital and then met them there about an hour before closing. Someone had decided on tequila shots and when she got to the chair they had saved for her she found 4 shot glasses waiting for her. Her workmates cheered her on as she downed glass after glass and very quickly she felt its effects and began to feel light headed. One of the doctors grabbed her arm and dragged her to the dance floor and they began swaying to the band. The doctor put his arms around her waist as they danced and Karen put her arms above her head, which did a nice job of thrusting her braless breasts out. The band then called last number and switched to a slow one and he pulled her close while her arms went around his neck. He leaned in for a kiss but she moved her head to the side and he smiled and just ground his crotch into her instead. She enjoyed the feel of his cock and teased him by running her hand down the length of it. "Not bad." she thought.

When the song ended they went back to the table and as everyone was gathering their things to go home they did likewise. He offered her a lift but she declined, saying she was quite ok and would take an Uber instead. He said that he would at least see her out and wait with her while the Uber came so she agreed and they left with their arms intertwined around each other's waists. They were standing on the curb waiting when they saw what appeared to be her driver approach. He turned her around and lowered his head and gave her a deep passionate kiss and for some reason Karen didn't deny him this time. They began kissing each other deeply and the Uber driver honked his horn urging Karen to get in the car. She pulled away reluctantly and mumbled an apology before getting into the car and heading home.

Matt found out he had to go to Houston for his first business trip. It was only for 2 days and 1 night so he was able to pack light and avoid having to check any luggage. Karen was working the late shift in the ER so she wasn't too concerned as they barely saw each other when she was on that shift, though she would miss the "welcome home darling" that Matt always gave her when she got back from work.

Tuesday early afternoon Karen was just waking up when her phone buzzed. It was David asking her if she wanted to meet for a coffee. She rolled her eyes to herself but decided to flirt back.

"With cream?"

"As much as you can handle."

"I think I would leave you whimpering and running for the door if I really let loose on you."

"When was the last time you were really and truly fucked, the way that only you and I know you like it?"

"Matt gives me tonnes of orgasms and his cock is plenty big."

"As big as mine? Does he cum as much as me?"

"No one cums as much as you, and I have done extensive research on the subject."

"Well then, let me treat you to a coffee and then we can come back to my place and I will remind you of what you're missing."

Karen felt her body twitch remembering what it felt like when David came in her ass that night. The whole room stopped and stared at how she was stretched out and his cum was pouring out of her, all while she was moaning, almost as if she was still cumming long after he had finished fucking her.

One coffee, that's all it has to be, she thought to herself.

When she saw David at the coffee shop her eyes lit up and she gave him a light hug and kiss on the cheek. He was a genuinely nice guy and was nice enough to look at, though not really her type. He came across somewhat geeky and didn't appear to be particularly athletic, though he was by no means fat - quite the opposite really, he could do with some weight training. The two sat at a table and chatted, though not of anything of substance given they barely knew each other and had very little in common. This was really helping Karen's resolve to be good and she was pleased with herself that she wasn't quite as shallow as she thought. She began to feel safe with David insofar as she felt confident that she wouldn't end up cheating on Matt with him.

After about half an hour of chatting, Karen began to gather her things to head back home. David stood up and offered to walk her back and, seeing no harm in it, she accepted. It was a short walk and when they got there David asked if he could come up and have a look as he was in the market for an apartment and had been admiring this building from the outside and was curious as to what the units were like. Karen was a little wary but decided that there would be no harm so she invited him up.

Karen gave him a quick tour - being a 2 bedroom apartment it didn't take long at all - and David asked a few questions then asked if her could use the washroom before he left. When he came back out Karen couldn't help but notice that his pants had a tent inside them and she tried not to stare. David had stroked himself for a minute while he was in the washroom in an attempt to tease Karen with his sizeable cock and he noticed that it might have worked at least a little bit. Emboldened by her reaction, he came up to her and put his arms around her and tried to give her a passionate kiss. Karen resisted and didn't open her mouth for him, but she felt his cock pressing against her and his hands fondling her ass and it was definitely causing some arousal in her.

Sensing her diminished resistance, David put her hand on the front of his pants and began kissing her neck instead. Karen was getting seriously turned on at this point and began to caress his cock from the outside but then trying to regain her composure she pulled away and shook her head at him. David just smiled and undid his pants and pulled out his cock. Karen looked down at his big cock and lost herself. She took it in her hands and began pumping it, making it fully hard, fully the wonderful cock she remembered from the party, and she added her other hand too, using both of them to stroke him and arouse him. David led Karen to the couch and pushed her so that she was seated in front of him. He took his pants off then knelt and pulled Karen's jeans off. She was still mildly resisting him, keeping her legs together but subtly raising her bum to make it easier for him to slide them off.

David lifted Karen's legs over his shoulders and began to tongue her wetness. If she was feeling resistant her body didn't seem to be saying so as she was absolutely soaking wet. He loved her taste but knew that time was not on his side so he raised himself up and aimed his cock at Karen's pussy and slowly but forcefully pushed himself inside her. Karen was mumbling objections about her being in a relationship and that she wasn't the slut he thought she was. The problem was that the moaning she was doing contradicted her words and David was beginning to fuck her more and more forcefully and her pussy was offering no resistance, in fact she was creaming all over his cock and there was a growing puddle of her juices on the couch.

David had not had sex in ages other than masturbating and was finding it impossible to control his orgasm. He kept pumping away and as he felt the sperm erupt from his cock he let out a moan and just kept pumping harder and harder into Karen until he stopped while fully buried inside her and emptied the last of his load. He held himself still for a minute then slowly withdrew, his cock a slimy creamy mess and Karen's pussy red and swollen and already leaking his cum.

David excused himself and went to the washroom to clean himself up. When he came back to the living room Karen had sat up but had not put her jeans back on and so he walked up to her and bent down to give her a kiss. This time Karen fully responded and her hands immediately went to David's cock and began stroking it again. She broke free of the kiss and began to lick and suck on his soft member, coaxing it to get hard again. She caressed the head with her lips and tongue, she played with his balls, and she stroked his shaft first with one hand then as he responded to her ministrations she used her other hand as well. Two hands pumping his shaft and there was still his immense cock head and at least another inch of his shaft for her to suck on - she adored this cock.

She moved David so he was lying on the couch and she got between his legs and began to really make love to his cock with her mouth, tasting his excitement and any residual juices he hadn't washed off. As her mouth and jaw began to tire she rose up and straddled his waist and placed his cock at the entrance to her asshole. She looked him in the eyes and said "No one fucks my ass like you do David. I want to feel you stretching me like no one else can and I want you to shoot all your cum inside me." She sank down and slowly impaled herself on his cock and he looked on in wonderment, seeing her perfect pussy practically begging for attention while his cock stretched her butthole unimaginably. He began to play with her clit while she rose up and down on his cock and she responded enthusiastically. He inserted 2 fingers into her and tried to stimulate her g spot and she came almost immediately, moaning loudly and swearing up a storm. Soon she was tiring and rolled over, making sure that David stayed inside her, but now he was behind her and he began to play with her breasts, removing her tee shirt and unhooking her bra to give them freedom and he pulled and tweaked her nipples with one hand while continuing to finger and play with her pussy with the other.

"You love your ass being fucked, don't you?"

"Yes, so good, so full. I want to cum again and again."

"Where do you want me to cum? I'm so close, your ass is so fucking tight."

"Cum inside me. Let me feel you explode."

David continued to fuck her and soon he felt the cum surging up again and couldn't hold back. He began filling Karen with his seed as they both moaned in orgasm.

"Matt just doesn't seem interesting in fucking my ass. I love this. I need your cock."

"Any time at all. I would love to fuck you after Matt has had you. Maybe your work shifts can play to our advantage."

"Maybe. I hate cheating and I hate sneaking behind his back. I have to figure this out. Please, I need you to get your things and leave and let me digest all this. Please don't contact me unless I call you first. I am so confused with all this right now. But thank you, I really did enjoy you a lot."

After David left Karen sat on the couch, sore, still tingling from the amazing fucking she just had, but distraught knowing she had betrayed Matt once again. Twice now she had cheated on him, three times if you include making out with the doctor. At least it was all purely physical, she tried to rationalize to herself. She looked at the couch and the stain was going to be hard to clean up. The couch was quite new too, so after washing it and letting it dry for a few hours and seeing it was still stained, she decided the simplest thing to do was the flip the cushions over for now until she could research a more effective way of cleaning them.

Matt got home around 8pm that night and like a newlywed was in a mad rush to drag Karen off to bed. She was happy to have him home and was throwing her clothes off as she followed him. She was ready for more loving even after the fucking David gave her that afternoon and besides, any hesitancy she had would have more than likely raised a red flag in Matt's head. Of course, she planned on sucking his gorgeous cock and swallowing his load as a welcome home present, so that would at least give her pussy a bit of a rest. And Matt continued to avoid fucking her ass, which today would be a good thing as she was definitely a little tender back there, though Matt was smaller than David and it might not be so bad.

I loved it when Karen sucked my cock. I realize she was well practiced before she met me and continued to hone her skills after we started seeing each other. But the woman had talent. And enthusiasm. The only problem was that I only had so much cum and she had come to love cum in her pussy even more than in her mouth and given the limitations that monogamy had placed on her, she wasn't getting a mouthful nearly as often as she used to. Watching her make love to my cock was better than any porn you could ever buy or rent. She worshipped it, sucking it, licking it, rubbing it against her face. She had a beautiful happy smile the entire time she was doing it and when she wasn't staring at my cock she was looking me in the eye, seeking approval and telling me how much she was enjoying this. Her wide mouth and oversized lips would wrap around the head and I could see her tongue simultaneously licking the underside of my shaft while she sucked. Her nostrils flared as she breathed heavily through her nose, her mouth far too full of cock to allow for breathing. When she could taste my building excitement this only spurred her on further and she fervently began to pump my shaft while sucking hard on my cockhead. She would pause from time to time, making a show of licking the huge blob of clear liquid she had extracted from me and licking her lips or spreading it over my cock with her finger before licking it off.

I was ready to cum and Karen seemed quite intent on finishing me in her mouth so I let myself go and could feel the eruption build. I took her head in my hands and held her gently as I began to cum and she began to swallow as fast as she could, milking me for everything I had. Karen tried to swallow it all but some escaped her mouth and dribbled down her chin. When I had finished cumming she licked her chin to catch what she could but some had made its way down too far for her tongue to catch so she used her finger to wipe it off and with a mischievous grin on her face she offered me her finger. I smiled and leaned down and took her finger in my mouth and licked and sucked it clean then kissing her passionately, tasting myself still fresh in her mouth. The kiss lingered for minutes as we reconnected after my trip and the warmth and love was real and intoxicating. Yes we were both highly sexual creatures but we knew that what we had was much more than great sexual chemistry.

We rested for a bit, snuggling closely and just being happy and content, neither of us feeling the need to talk. I loved Karen's smell as much as the rest of her, her perfume usually being nothing more than her natural fragrance and her shower gel. I did mindlessly play with her breasts while lying there, reminding me of an old Steve Martin joke I had heard on Youtube. I loved her puffy nipples and while I am not generally a breast man I thought that hers were about as perfect as a man could ask for.

We decided to go out on a date on Friday. Karen was off for a few days and we wanted to enjoy the rare opportunity to spend a Friday evening together having some fun. We went to the nicest restaurant our newly graduated budgets could afford, skipping starters and only having one glass of wine each rather than splurging on a bottle. After dinner we went to a club we had gone to once or twice before because I knew Karen enjoyed dancing and quietly I had to admit I enjoyed watching her.

We found a hightop and sat for a minute then I went off to get us some beverages. While I was at the bar I looked over at Karen and admired her beauty. She as wearing a simple white blouse and a navy blue skirt, with a matching cardigan to keep her warm in the brisk fall air. It was by no means provocative yet it was classy and sexy and on her it looked fantastic. I knew that she was wearing a very sexy navy blue matching bra and thong underneath and yes the bra was quite visible when she took her cardigan off but for now it remained hidden from leering eyes. Matt loved how Karen's labia framed the thong, and it was translucent as well so if you saw her panties you saw a lot more as well.

I asked Karen to dance and we did our thing for a few songs, she being a much better dancer than me. There was a cute redhead trying to get my attention and three or for guys circling close to Karen, so when I motioned that I was heading back to our table Karen gave me a pout and indicted she was going to stay on the dance floor a bit longer. As I got to the table I saw that the sharks had moved in for the kill.

I had certainly seen Karen dance with other men before, and I admit that it caused conflicting emotions. First and foremost, she was beautiful and watching her move made me fall in lust with her all over again. She did enjoy herself on the dancefloor and it showed, and if you love someone, how can you not enjoy seeing them express themselves and be so happy? Seeing her tease other men caused a knot in my stomach but the rational me saw that she showed no favorites and so my jealousy was kept at bay most of the time.

Tonight she had quickly shed her sweater and her dancing caused enough sweat to make her shirt cling lightly to her body and making her bra quite noticable. It seemed to me, though it may have been my imagination, that you could faintly see her areolae as well, making her truly seem erotic.

Karen returned to our table after a few songs and came up to me and gave me a deep, toe curling kiss that made me the envy of most every man in the place. I pulled her tight and asked her if she wanted to sneak out back for a quick snog and she gave me a wicked smile and nodded her head. We left our drinks and went out back in the alleyway we began making out and I tried unbuttoning her blouse but she tapped my hand away, fell to her knees and fished my cock out and began to suck on me fervently. We were both worried about getting caught and that made it pretty much impossible for me to cum so after five minutes she stood up, straightened herself up while I tried to tuck myself back in, and we went back inside.

Karen's eyes now had a fire in them and she was beyond hungry for cock and cum. After a time a guy came up to her and said hi, introducing himself to me as a doctor she worked with in the ER. He seemed harmless so when he asked her to dance I didn't give it much thought. The two of them moved well together on the floor and Karen seemed to be giving him her full attention. After a song or two the tempo changed as a slow song came on. I stood up expecting Karen to come looking for me but instead I saw her wrap her arms around the doctor and he pulled her close. I stood there contemplating what I should do and decided on doing nothing. They swayed to the music together and I had to admit they looked good together. When the song was over the two of them returned to our table and he invited himself to join us.

His name was James and he and Karen began talking shop, discussing the merits of various doctors, recounting ER horror stories and generally making me feel left out. I saw something in Karen's eyes that told me she was his for the taking. At this point I had a decision to make - do I politely but firmly extract us from the situation or do I become complicit in her seduction? I did still have my fantasies of her with other men and I had to admit that the idea of her sucking this guy off was a bit of a turn on. I was also curious to see what her resistance would be like.

I decided to let fate play its hand. I stood up and said to both of them that I was getting tired and was ready to call it a night. Karen looked at me with a bit of a surprised look on her face and said she thought it was a bit early still. I stretched and said they were more than welcome to come to our place to continue their conversation or I could go home by myself and they could continue to dance a bit here.

"Let me have one more dance with James and then we can go."

"Sure, go have some fun and I will wait here."

I watched the 2 of them go back out onto the dance floor and James seemed very comfortable touching Karen as they danced, and she in turn did nothing to discourage him.

After they danced James asked if we were okay with sharing an Uber home and we agreed. When the driver arrived the two of them got into the back while I sat in the front due to my being so tall. I saw Karen's skirt ride up her legs a bit in the back of the Prius and James's hand rested on her knee as we pulled away. We continued to chat and I suggested again to James that he come back to our place and have a drink before going home. This time he relented and so the 3 of us piled out of the car in from of the apartment building then made our way to our apartment. I put on some relaxing music and poured everyone a drink while Karen and James continued their work chatter.

I really was tired and I found my eyes getting heavy listening to them go on about things I knew nothing about. I guess I nodded off for a bit and when I awoke they were still chatting, but Karen was facing James now and it looked like he might have a bit of a view up her skirt. She had also taken her cardigan off so her lacy blue bra under her blouse was readily apparent.

Once again I nodded off but this time when I awoke James's hand had made its way up Karen's leg and it seemed her legs had parted quite a bit. This all made more sense when I realized that they were making out like 2 teenagers. Her blouse was unbuttoned and her breasts were exposed and they looked like James had already given them a fair bit of attention.

In spite of the sordid scene in front of me, it actually seemed that Karen was resisting him, though obviously enjoying his kisses. I heard him say something about going to the bedroom but she shook her head no and tried to pull away to catch her breath.

"You keep teasing me like crazy - first you make out with me and grope my cock then run away and now tonight you let me suck your tits and play with your pussy but you just keep being a cock tease."

"My boyfriend is right here, what do you expect me to do?"

"Take me to your bedroom and let me fuck your amazing pussy."

"And you don't think he might notice?"

"Then take me somewhere and suck my cock."

At that James unbuckled his pants and pulled his hard cock out for Karen to see for the first time. She instinctively reached out and stroked it for him then leaned down and took him in her mouth, licking it from top to bottom before swallowing it whole. She began to get into it and would stop to lick his balls as well, when James suddenly pushed her back, got between her legs and pushed himself inside her. Before she knew it he was fucking her hard and she was grunting and moaning along with his thrusts, soaking wet from the evening's activities.

I was lying there staying quiet, though why I still do not know. It was incredibly erotic to see, and when James stiffened and exploded inside Karen it took every ounce of self control not to cum along with him. He kissed her passionately and then sucked on her breasts for a moment before rising and going to the bathroom.

Karen just laid there with James' cum inside her. She looked over to me in worry to make sure I hadn't woken, then dipped her finger in her pussy to clean out his cum. When James got back Karen took his softened cock in her mouth and began to suck on him again. He told her he would need awhile to recover so she took his hand and led him to the spare room. I saw his cum start to leak down her thigh as she walked with only her skirt on with her hand leading him by his cock.

I lay there and waited. I could hear them talking but barely so, so I quietly got up and went to the bedroom door to listen. It sounded like they were kissing, and I assume James was touching Karen while they did so.

I wanted to walk in on them, I wanted to beat the shit out of James and I wanted to kick Karen out of the apartment and throw her belongings down the fire escape. But I didn't. I stood there, ear pressed to the door, just like I did with David and listened to another man fuck my girlfriend. I was easily 6 inches taller than him an infinitely in better shape, but it wasn't fear or cowardice that stopped me, it was this deeply rooted reality that I enjoyed it that Karen was fucking other guys. I was about to find out a whole lot more though.