Ch. I: Not So Average
Lynn Benton had always considered himself an average guy, living a normal life. Right after he graduated from high school he moved into town from the family farm and went to work for the local factory. Now, after all of those years as a blue collar worker, at the age of 45, he was next in line for the low-level white collar job that was opening up at the beginning of the year. Not bad for a man with no college education. Between work, taking care of his family, and helping his mom on the farm since his dad died, Lynn's life had settled into a comfortable routine.
Lynn had married his high school sweet heart, Louise, shortly after she finished school. They had two children. Mark was 20 now and attended State College. Ann had just turned 18 and was a senior in the local high school. Soon he and Louise would be living in the empty nest. Lynn was looking forward to it. At age 43, Louise was still as sexy and as hot as ever. Before the kids were born they had a couple of wild, sex-filled years. After the kids came along they had to tone it down some and had mostly confined their love-making to the bedroom. But lately, as the kids spent less and less time at home, Louise was letting Lynn know the old fire still burned bright. They had begun to make love in the kitchen, the living room, even out in the back yard. Soon Ann would be off to college and they would have the whole house to themselves again. Lynn could hardly wait.
One of the fun things that had developed in their marriage was their impromptu lovemaking in the middle of the night. It had begun when the kids were little. Because they could not be as free as they had been, one or the other of them would get so horny they would wake up in the middle of the night. They would begin to caress and play with the other one who was still sleeping until they would wake up horny as hell. The sex that followed was wild and great.
That's how it began last night. But there was one big difference, a difference that would convince Lynn he was no longer an average guy leading a normal life.
Sometime during the night Lynn began to wake up with hot, tingling sensations in his groin. He became aware that his cock was hard and someone was sucking on it. As he opened his sleep-filled eyes, he found himself looking up at Louise's pussy as she straddled his head. After 23 years of marriage, he would know that shaved, bald pussy anywhere. He raised his head and began to lick and suck her labia. They were already hot and wet. Louise must really be horny tonight, he thought.
Louise moaned as he tongued her twat. "It's about time you woke up," she said, lifting her mouth from his crotch. She pushed her pussy down onto his mouth. As he stuck his tongue in her, licking her clit, she lowered her head and began to suck his cock again. Or so he thought. Maybe if he had been more awake. Or if he had been less intent on sucking her delicious cunt. Maybe he would have sensed that her technique was a little different. It was similar. But looking back on it there were some differences, a little hesitation or clumsiness.
He began to groan as he came closer and closer to the point of no return. Suddenly Louise raised up so she was sitting up straight on his face, driving her pussy even harder against his mouth. It was then that he felt the bed shift and he realized they were not alone. Someone straddled his hips and began to run a very wet pussy up and down his cock.
"What the hell?" he said in a muffled voice because of his wife's twat. He tried to push her aside to see what was going on. But she just pushed down harder. "It's OK, honey," she said. "Relax and enjoy it."
Lynn's mind was spinning. There was another woman in bed with them. Where had she come from? Who was she? How had she gotten there without his knowing? Evidently Louise had set the whole thing up. He had never suspected this of her. But if she was OK with it, who was he to complain.
About this time the mystery woman reached down, took a hold of his cock and set it at the entrance to her cunt. As she sat down, impaling herself on him, she groaned. So did Lynn. This was the tightest, hottest pussy he had ever had the pleasure of entering. It fit him like a tight glove.
