Wednesday morning came, and I wasn't sure at all what to expect. Would there be someone waiting for me at Mom and Dad's house, when I went to walk Buddy and water the plants? Did I even want someone waiting for me? Or was I done with the whole incestuous adulterous affair scenario? The sex was so incredibly erotic and satisfying... yet I was really struggling to reconcile that with myself. After much internal debate, I put on a short skirt and thong, just in case, but there was nobody waiting for me when I got there, and nobody showed up when I was doing the chores. Even Melissa had to leave as soon as I got home. Part of me was happy that my body wasn't in demand, but I had to be honest with myself and realize that another part of me was disappointed that nothing erotic had happened. It made me realize just how far I had come in such a short time – from being a wife dedicated only to my husband, to falling into a series of torrid affairs with both of my brothers, my sister-in-law, and my child's babysitter. That thought itself was both saddening and highly erotic.
At 3 pm the phone rang, and it was Denise. She said that she had been planning on meeting up with me earlier, but hadn't been able to get away and thus wasn't able to spend some time with me. She asked if she and Jeff could come over that evening. I wasn't sure what to say, and asked who would be looking after their kids, if they came over. She told me that Doug had volunteered to watch them so that both she and Jeff could come over. I finally agreed to them coming over after 8pm, so that I would have Brayden asleep for the night and would be done talking to Greg on the phone.
As it turned out, they showed up right at 8pm, and Greg hadn't called yet. They could tell I was a little tense and had brought over a couple bottles of wine to help me relax and unwind. We talked about my situation, and they fully understood that when Greg got home on Friday that I would be unable to continue my sexual relationship with them, as well as with Doug. I just had to draw the line, if only for my own mental health.
Once we had talked about that, the air seemed to clear (and the wine was having its effect), and I became much more amenable to being intimate with them. Denise and I began to kiss on the couch, while Jeff looked on in envy. Amidst our passionate kissing we managed to strip each other down to bare skin and were getting each other extremely aroused by stroking each others clits as we kissed non-stop. Jeff was also naked and was slowly stroking his cock as he sat across from us, eagerly watching the show.
The phone rang, and I reached over and picked up it up off the side table. It was Greg, and he wanted to once again tell me about his late nights with Stacy finishing up their project. Even as I sat their naked on the couch next to Denise, holding the phone with my fingers that were slick with the wetness of her pussy, I couldn't help but jealously imagine what their late night project had been. As I talked to Greg, I watched Jeff move over and begin eating Denise out. I made the quiet sign to both of them as I listened to Greg go on and on. Jeff stopped eating Denise and began to slowly fuck her, right there on the couch next to me. It was hard to focus on my conversation with Greg, and Jeff could tell I was struggling. Instead of helping me out and stopping, though, he pulled out of Denise, stood in front of me with a big grin on his face, and indicated to me to suck his cock. I gave him an incredulous look and shook my head to say no, but he leaned forward and thrust his cock into my face. I couldn't resist and moved the mouthpiece of the phone away, opening my mouth to take his cock in.
It was coated with Denise's thick wetness and it tasted wonderful. I didn't want to admit just how erotic it was to be sucking him while listening to Greg. And to make things worse, Denise got between my legs and began to eat me, even as I sucked Jeff. I tried to stop it, but soon enough an overpowering wave of pleasure surged through me, and I groaned out loudly. Greg asked if I was ok, and I leaned forward, taking Jeff's cock out of my mouth and closing my legs to Denise so that I could talk. I thought fast and told him I had stubbed my toe on the couch.
He continued on and began talking about how excited he was to see us when he got back on Friday afternoon. Denise had gotten back up on the couch next to me, on her hands and knees, and Jeff began slowly pumping her from behind. He pulled out of her and scooted over to me, trying to get between my legs. I tried to resist him, but he was too persistent. He grabbed my hips, pulled me up to the edge of the couch, and soon had his cock poised at my pussy lips, ready to slide in. I shook my head, but he pushed in anyway. Somehow I managed to control myself, and didn't cry out as he split me in two, but my breathing was somewhat ragged and once again Greg asked if I was ok. Desperately trying to keep my voice calm as Jeff slowly fucked me, I told Greg I was fine. We talked for a few more minutes, and then ended the phone conversation. I couldn't help but feel like a complete whore as I told Greg I loved and missed him, even as Jeff's cock slid in and out of me.
I hung up the phone and laid my head back on the couch. I said, "You are so bad, Jeff. I can't believe I just talked with my husband while getting fucked."
"Come on... it's kind of kinky, isn't it?"
"I guess so, but..."
Denise interjected and said, "Why don't we go back to the bedroom? I've only got about another thirty minutes before I need to get home, so Doug can get back to his place."
Jeff pulled out of me, and we walked back to the master bedroom and closed the door. Jeff got on the bed, and had me sit on his face while Denise rode his cock. We kissed as we both rode Jeff, and I couldn't help but steal glances in the mirrors on the closet doors, watching both my body and Denise's body as we received pleasure from Jeff. It was highly intoxicating and helped to push away the last pangs of guilt over my phone conversation with Greg, particularly as I watched Denise arch back and have a long, drawn-out orgasm while riding Jeff. She slid off of him after it was over, and I got off of Jeff's face and rode him for a few more minutes, before we changed positions.
Jeff had us lay down on our backs on the bed next to each other, so that we could continue to kiss while he fucked us both. He alternated between the two of us, and it must have been highly kinky for him because soon he was coming deep inside Denise. At this point I was highly aroused and found myself very disappointed that he hadn't come in me. I eagerly got between her legs and began to lap up the huge globs of come that steadily flowed out of her pussy after Jeff pulled out. Although he was spent, he got behind me and began eating me out. The sensation of sucking his come out of Denise, combined with the pleasure his tongue was giving my clit, was enough to make my head swim and soon my body was writhing as my orgasm washed over me.
Denise got up to get dressed and head back home, while Jeff came up and laid next to me, kissing me deeply and slowly. Denise came back into the bedroom fully clothed and watched Jeff and I kiss for a few minutes, before coming over to give us each of us a long, passionate kiss of her own. With a mischievous smile, she said, "You two have fun... I'm going home to fuck Doug... see you tomorrow morning!"
We kissed for a few more minutes, and then Jeff asked what I wanted to do. I told him I wanted to have a bath and some wine, and so he went to go get a bottle of white wine while I got the bath ready. I put in some lavender bath salts and got the water very hot, and sank down in. Jeff came back with the wine and glasses, and got in. He leaned back and I got between his legs, laying my back up against his chest, letting the hot water embrace us. We sat in silence for a while, drinking our wine, relishing the soak in the hot water. Jeff's free hand was slowly caressing my body, and it was having a wonderful affect on me. It was also affecting him, because I felt his cock begin to slowly grow as it pressed into my back.
After a long while, the water began to cool off and it was time to pull the plug. We finished up our wine as the water drained, and then I reached forward and picked up the bottle of olive oil that I used to moisturize my skin with from time to time. It had been floating in the hot water with us and the oil was still very hot. I began to spread it on my arms and chest. I handed it back to him, and he began to rub it into my back and shoulders and neck. It felt wonderful and got me thoroughly aroused. He told me he needed to get my ass and legs next, and had me get up on my knees. I did, and felt him slowly spread the oil over my ass cheeks and thighs. He leaned forward and spread the oil on the front of my thighs, and then on my inner thighs. I let out a gasp as his oil-covered hands made contact with my clit, and he quickly realized how wet I was.
In the process of putting oil on me, he had also spread oil all over his chest, legs, and fully erect cock. He leaned back and pulled me on top of him. I laid my back onto his chest and positioned my hips above his cock, spreading my legs so that his legs were between me. After a little bit more repositioning, his cock was once again sinking into my pussy, and the wine, hot bath, and hot oil combined to make for extremely erotic sex. I slowly rode his cock for what seemed like hours. His hands continued to massage the oil into my chest as he played non-stop with my nipples. It was too much and I began to have a very powerful orgasm, softly crying out over and over again as he filled me with his cock.
He let me rest a few minutes, but then began to pump me slowly again. After another minute or so, he whispered in my ear that it was time he was inside my ass again. I wasn't sure at first but he slowly convinced me until I was nodding my head in agreement. He pulled his massively hard cock out of my pussy and we repositioned so that his cock was pushing up against my asshole. He took a palm full of oil and spread it around my ass, and then pushed into me.
I gasped and moaned as I slid down onto his shaft. It wasn't painful but it was somewhat uncomfortable, and took a while to get used to. After some more oil and some adjustment time, I began to ride his cock as I had before, only this time with it filling my ass instead of my pussy. Once again his hands were playing with my breasts and nipples, and I felt another orgasm, more powerful than the last one, begin to wrack my body with waves of pleasure. I didn't hold back and cried out loudly as I reached climax, and was surprised to feel a powerful gush of juices out of my pussy as he fucked my ass hard and deep. He felt it too, and lost control as his orgasm hit, his breathing ragged as he moaned over and over again, his cock pumping his huge load of come deep inside my ass.
