Hot Dates: Becoming a Shared Wife (4 page)

“I guess you should do me now.” Lisa’s smile was devilish. A quick flick of her fingers unclasped her bra and her breasts came tumbling free. I should have said tits, because that’s what they were. Big, beautiful, round tits, the kind every guy drools over and every girl wishes she had. Seeing them there, so close and naked was not the same as seeing them in a bikini top, or even in her bra. I only ever looked at her body in the casual way one woman looks at another, deciding how I measured up in comparison—not in the sexual way I did now. Lisa’s tits were so full and pretty.  For the first time, I could see what attracted guys. I find men hot, and I’ll never be more attracted to a woman than a man, but there is something beautiful in the curves of a woman’s body that the male body lacks. I was fascinated by how different her nipples were than mine. Mine are puffy, and more of a pale pink that darkens when I get excited, but Lisa had wider areolas, and her thick nipples stood out plainly from them like ripe fruit waiting to be plucked. They left no doubt she was as excited as I was.  Staring at Lisa’s tits, I didn’t know where to begin.

“We don’t need to pretend anymore, do we?” she asked, and I mutely shook my head, forcing my focus to her curved red lips and away from her chest. Her tits crushed against mine when she pulled me close, and it felt odd to have those impediments between us.

Lisa’s lips were warm and her tongue tasted like wine. Her cheek was smooth against mine, very different from kissing a man. She was not soft or delicate, the way I thought it might be to kiss a woman. Lisa went after it just as greedily as any man would. Her teeth pulled at my bottom lip before she thrust her tongue in my mouth. The kiss was so powerful, it didn’t leave me any time to think, all I could so was react. And it was the kind of kiss you had to react to. It was so hot that I forgot who I was kissing for a while and just kissed her back. She was playful, and I responded in kind, wrapping my arms around her while our lips and tongues battled.

We moved on from kissing, and I followed her lead. A big, soft area rug covered the floor in front of the fireplace, and Lisa pulled me down onto it. Her hands pushed inside my panties and squeezed my butt, I ran my fingers through her impossibly thick hair. I liked having all that hair to play with while we kissed. Her lips found their way to my neck and I purred when she nibbled on my delicate flesh. When I tightened my fingers in her hair, Lisa moaned—so she liked to have her hair pulled. That was good to know. Our tongues tangled again briefly when she moved to kiss the other side of my neck, and then that sweet warm pleasure flowed through my body once more.

I was so lost in Lisa that I hadn’t given our husbands a thought since we started kissing. I opened my eyes to see Shane staring at us in disbelief. I guess he didn’t think I would go this far. That made two of us. I was more concerned about what my husband might think, but Dave only looked pleased and excited. He looked like a longtime fantasy was coming true. The guys were talking to each other in low voices, so I only found out what they were talking about when Dave told me later.

“Holy shit,” Shane said. “I can’t fucking believe this!”

“It’s hot.” Dave was more interested in watching than talking, he later told me.

“I’ll be honest, Lisa’s kinda into girls, and I’m totally cool with it, as long as I benefit. But I had no idea Dana was into it.”

“Me neither. This is a new one.”

“Do you guys do stuff like this, like, a lot?” Shane asked. Dave said he got the impression that this was not the first time Shane and Lisa opened up their relationship. We would find out later that was true.

“No, never before.” Dave still wasn’t paying much attention to Shane.

“But you’re cool with it?”

 “Oh yeah. Who wouldn’t be?” Dave showed enthusiasm for the first time.

“I don’t know how much longer I can just hang back here and watch. The girls are too hot. What about you?”

“I’m good here for now. I’m enjoying the show.”

“So you don’t mind…”

Dave understood what he was asking. Shane would not be asking if he was okay to play with his own wife, Lisa. No, Shane wanted to play with me, too. And Dave’s answer really should have been my first concrete clue to his secret fantasies.

“Go for it. Have fun, buddy,” Dave said, slapping his friend on the back.

I jumped when Shane joined us. I don’t know how much time passed after Dave gave him the go-ahead, but I know he did not just rush right over. I was on my back on the floor and Lisa was on her side, teasing my nipples with her amazing mouth. She really knew how to drive me crazy—even better than my husband, who was the best I’d ever been with. She would suck and use her tongue until I thought I was going to scream, and then back off, leaving me gasping when I got a handle on my crazy moaning. I knew I was putting on quite a show for the boys.  I was touching Lisa too, kneading her big tits, but I couldn’t focus well enough to return the pleasure she gave me.

Lisa said, “Hey, babe,” and I opened my eyes to see Shane kneeling beside her. His shirt and shorts were gone, and the wide head of his cock poked freely from the fly in his plaid boxers. He stroked his wife’s back and moved her hair aside to kiss her neck. He was close enough to touch me and a shiver ran through my body. Was this going to turn into some kind of orgy? And where was Dave?

Dave still sat on the couch, watching with this really intense look on his face. He did not seem bothered that Shane was getting in on the action. If anything,
he looked even more excited
. Didn’t he want to be in on whatever freaky sex thing was about to happen? It looked like he really just wanted to sit back and watch us. I had a fleeting thought that Dave could hold this against me later if I went through with it, but that worry was easily drowned by all the wine I’d had and the throbbing in my pussy.

Lisa resumed feasting on my breasts and Shane leaned down and kissed me. Not knowing at the time that Dave had given his permission I was pretty shocked and didn’t know how to react at first, but I’ll be honest, I couldn’t resist. I was horny and I wanted all the attention I could get. I always knew I could lose control and get crazy when I was drinking and fooling around—that explained a lot of the things Dave and I got up to—but that night was the first time I realized that in the right situation all of my limits melted away. If Dave was just going to sit there and watch us, I could not worry about how he would react to me kissing his friend. One arm held Lisa’s face to my chest and I wrapped the other around Shane to pull him harder into the kiss.

Shane started touching my breasts as his wife moved further down my body, pulling my last remaining garment down my legs. Just like that I was naked in front of our closest friends, and my husband continued to just sit back and watch it all unfold. Shane wasn’t quite the kisser Lisa was, but I was so hot I couldn’t help enjoying it. And his kissing was the last thing I thought of when he roughly pinched my nipples and gave them a pull. The sharp pain made me gasp, but I liked it—it was the salty to the sweet of Lisa stroking my pussy. I was soaked down there, letting her know just how much I was enjoying her touch. She slipped between my legs, put one of them up over her shoulder while she parted them.

“Oh God!” I cried. It seemed loud enough to blow the windows out of the cabin, and I swear I came the second Lisa’s tongue touched my clit. She was done teasing and licked and sucked on my clit like making me cum was her life’s goal. Two fingers pushed inside me and I could
hear
how drenched I was as they mercilessly fucked me. Shane and Lisa were the perfect tag team, and I don’t know how long they kept me screaming and writhing in that cozy cabin.

Only when the couple allowed me a moment to breathe did I finally remember Dave was there watching us. I was too out of it to think about anything except how amazing it all felt before that. The look on my husband’s face gave me chills, and almost made me climax again. He had never looked at me with that mix of hunger and pure lust before. He looked like he wanted throw me down and ravish me until I begged for mercy—which I never would. Seeing Dave like that made me want to perform for him—to keep everything going—so when Lisa kissed me again I pulled her hair and attacked.

I have tasted myself before, but tasting the sweet tang of my own pussy on Lisa’s lips was a wonderful aphrodisiac. Shane was there, touching us both, and kissing Lisa’s neck. He pulled her lips from mine and they kissed. It was hot knowing he tasted me on her. It quickly turned into a jumble of smoldering kisses—Lisa and I kissing, Shane kissing me and her. I could not believe Dave was just sitting there and watching. Surely he wanted in on the fun!

It was Lisa’s turn to lay back and be ravaged, and Shane and I enjoyed her to the fullest. I had a lot of fun playing with her tits; the rougher I was, the more she seemed to like it. Her pussy was even wetter than mine when I touched it. She was shaved bare back before it was so fashionable, and it was a little strange to feel her smooth mound. My fingers slipped right over her sex as I found her clit. Lisa cried out encouragement, exclaiming, “Fuck, Dana! Do it! Do it!”

Shane’s hand joined mine, and while I rubbed her clit, he fingered her and Lisa climaxed, pounding her fist on the floor as she twisted beneath us. I had a lot of fun playing with Lisa and Shane, though I wished it was my husband there beside me making our friend cum. I snuck glances back at him whenever I could, and he just kept watching with that intense look, while rubbing himself through his shorts. I was waiting to see the stain that would show he’d cum too.

Lisa had her arms around both of us while we sucked on her tits side-by-side, and I felt the slight downward pressure indicating that she wanted our kisses down below. As much fun as I was having, I didn’t know if I was ready for that. Lisa had done it for me, so I felt like I should, but luckily Shane took the decision out of my hands and moved down. Maybe he sensed my hesitancy? Shane started licking her, and Lisa really lost it. I kept playing with Lisa’s tits and kissing her, and together we made her cum again before she pushed us both away, begging for a break.

I was pulled into Shane’s arms while Lisa recovered beside us. Her pussy tasted strong on his mouth and I liked it. Maybe I was ready to go down after all. I was really into kissing Shane, but warning bells went off in my head. Playing with both Shane and Lisa was one thing, but this was really just me and Shane. Dave liked other men drooling over me, but I didn’t think he would be too keen on seeing me with another man, one-on-one. I looked past Shane while we kissed and the surprises just kept coming. Not only did my husband look as into it as ever, but when our eyes met he gave me an encouraging smile. This really was something he wanted. I was so shocked, I almost stopped kissing Shane. Almost. Instead, Shane demanded my full attention by putting my hand on his cock. Where did his boxers go?

My fist tried to close over his shaft, but he was thicker than he had been in my dream. He was rock hard and dripping pre-cum, so I used it to make my hand move more easily. He grunted into our kiss, so I knew he liked what I was doing. Shane went back to kissing my neck, right in that spot that always gets me into so much trouble, and I wondered where this was going. I knew I was not going to fuck Shane. I couldn’t even think of doing that with anyone but my husband. I didn’t even know if I was prepared to go down on him. It wasn’t the same kind of hesitation as with Lisa—I love giving head—I just thought that was too intimate to do with another man. Kissing and touching—foreplay—was fine, but I was not going any further without having a serious talk with Dave. Lisa was on the job, anyway. She leaned over and swallowed Shane’s thick prick like it was nothing. I ran my fingers through her thick hair as she bobbed back and forth on him.

“Oh fuck…oh fuck…that’s it baby..suck it good…” Shane moaned while Lisa pleasured him. I played with his balls, and even flicked my tongue across his nipples. He encouraged me with, “Fuck, Dana, yeah!”

Shane did not last long. How could he with both of us all over him? Lisa pulled him out of her mouth and we both jerked him off until his thick cum spurted all over my belly and onto my breasts. Lisa didn’t even pause before licking her husband’s cum off of my body. That was pretty hot. I watched Dave while she did it and I could see we’d blown his mind. Lisa and I made a show of kissing, so the boys could see me tasting Shane.

“If you guys are done with my wife, I’d like her to myself for a few minutes, please,” Dave said, finally interrupting.

“The boss has spoken,” I said with a laugh.

“How about I take care of you, sweetie?” Lisa cooed, staring pointedly at his crotch.

“Maybe next time,” Dave said.

Dave took my hand and pulled me to my feet. I left my panties and dress there and he drug me to our room naked. He literally threw me onto the bed and was nude in record time. He rammed his steely shaft inside me a second later.

“Guess you liked what you saw,” I panted. I may have cum a couple times already, but I needed Dave to make love to me. I wanted to be enveloped by him.

“It was goddam hot, baby. Jesus, Dana,” he grunted.

“You like watching, do you?”

“Yes…”

“You didn’t mind their hands were all over me?” I teased. He thrust harder. I was onto something.

“Damn it, Dana, you were so fucking hot. It was so dirty.”

“Yeah, you like it when I’m dirty? You like watching me be bad?”

Dave took me faster. Harder. “Yes…”

I got closer to his ear, half-whispered, half-moaned, “You like me being a dirty little whore?”