We See Sex

*Chapter 4 - Endings and Beginnings*

Manny closed the door of his house behind him, and casually strolled across the front yard to the neighbouring house, a plastic shopping bag tucked under his arm. He rang the doorbell.

“Well, hello there Manny.” Marie, Cath”s mother, answered the door. It had taken a little while for her to get to the door. Marie looked a little out of breath and there was a red flush on her face.

“Sorry,” she said, “I had the vacuum going and at first I thought I was just imagining the doorbell.” Her long dark hair was casually pinned up behind her head. She wore an old faded T-shirt, ripped in a few places and even thinner where it stretched to contain her large breasts, clearly bra-less. She was barefoot, and old, tight jogging pants covered her legs, forming a camel-toe at her crotch.

Manny looked on, waiting for her to say something, but she just looked at him, drinking him in, almost looking through him. Finally he spoke up.

“Um, is Cath in?” he said.

“No, sorry Manny. She”s out. I”m home alone all day.” She emphasized the last sentence, unasked for information.

“Um, I wanted to just give these books back…” he held up the bag.

“Why don”t you bring them inside? My hands are actually a bit dirty, so I can”t take them now.” Marie turned around and walked back into the house, not waiting for a cue from Manny. “I”ll wash up and then get you something to eat. C”mon into the kitchen…”

Manny stood outside the open door for a moment. He looked at Marie walk off, and saw her reach back to her waistband and pull up on the worn cotton, stretching it over the globes of her ass and pulling it up into her crack. He stepped in and closed the door.

It was an overcast day outside so the kitchen, with its dark wood and single window over the sink, was especially dark and cast in shadow. Manny put the bag of books on the small table, and Marie asked him to sit down, which he did. Quietly, he looked at Marie busy herself.

“Would you like some cookies, Manny?”

“Not really…” he muttered, but Marie reached for the bag of cookies. She planted her feet widely and then bent over, trying to keep her knees as straight as possible, her flexing ass aimed right at Manny. She stayed in that pose for a long time before finally drawing up. After she put the cookies in a plate she walked over to Manny with a big grin, her shirt now pulled up so that her middle-aged midriff and belly button were exposed.

“Bon appetit!” she said, and then as soon as she turned away, she gave a little hoot, and bent over to pick up a piece of litter on the floor - but Manny”s eye had darted there, and he knew the floor was spotless. Now Marie”s ass bounced in front of his face as she pretended to pick up some crumbs off the floor. The cotton stretched over her butt, and Manny began to breathe a little harder as he appreciated Marie”s ass - large and weighty, but still muscled and not flabby but fit.

Playing at this a considerable time, Marie gave a last little swing of her ass to Manny”s face, but he pulled away. She muttered, stood up, and walked off.

Manny slowly put a cookie to his mouth, happy to be able to do anything in this odd situation. He watched Marie open the fridge and grab a carton of milk. Turning to him and putting the glass right between her breasts she began to pour.

Missing the target, instead the milk ran over her neck and chest, wetting her breasts so that they showed through the thin material, and dripping down onto the floor in a steady stream. Marie seemed caught up in the feeling, her neck craned upwards and her eyelids fluttered.

“What the FUCK are you doing!?!” Manny shouted, and then leapt over to Marie. He grabbed the carton with one hand and the glass with the other, banging them down on the counter-top. His body pressed Marie”s against the counter, and one of his hands grabbed her throat. “I said, what the FUCK do you think you”re doing?!!”

She drew her large eyes up to him for a moment, and then turned them downward and bit her lip. A faint murmur came from her: “I”m….I”m sorry sir.”

Manny wasn”t pressing down on her throat hard, but it was in inescapable grip. Along with his body pressing against hers, she was at his mercy. Instinctively her hands went behind her back and entwined. Manny saw this and brought his hand back behind her, trapping her two feminine hands in his one large male hand.

“What did you call me?” he asked.

“Sir. I…”

“What the fuck did you think you were trying to do?”

“I…I thought you might liked to be served. And…and serviced, Manny. Sir!”

“And where did you get that idea?”

“Um…” her eyes darted around. Manny noticed her breasts, her nipples sticking out through the material as the milk-sodden material cooled in the air. He bent down and sucked on a nipple, sucking out drops of milk. “Oooooh.” He sucked her other nipple. “Mmmm…Uuuuungh.”

He brought his lips back beside her ear. “That was nice,” he said forcefully. “You”re very nice. But where did you get this idea? Waving your ass around in front of my face?”

She didn”t answer, so he pulled away suddenly, and twisted her around. She bent over the counter, hands on the edge.

“Bad bitch,” he said, and slapped her ass. “Bad, bad, teasing bitch,” he watched her ass jiggle from the open-palmed spanking.

He walked back to his chair at the kitchen table. “Beer me,” he said.

“Um…it”s 10 AM…”

His eyes were burning now, fired up by the hardness in his pants, and as he fixed her with his gaze she got the message.

He took a healthy gulp of beer. “Take your top off.”

Marie peeled off her t-shirt, and was left standing there with her pendulous breasts swinging.

“Gimmie a smoke,” Manny said.

“I…I quit,” she stammered.

“When?”

“Six months ago…”

“So gimmie one. Don”t pretend you don”t still have a pack stashed somewhere.”

“We…we don”t smoke inside the house.”

“Take your pants off.” She did so, and stood there naked.

“Now get me a cigarette like I fuckin” told you.”

Returning from another room, she brought Manny a pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Marie stood still beside him, hands positioned to discreetly try to hide some of her nakedness. He lit his cigarette and blew a big puff of smoke into the clean air. There was a radio on the table which he turned on, and found it tuned to public talk radio. He explored the dial until he heard a station playing a phat beat, with the usual rhyming about bitches and whores and tits and ass.

He gestured to the table, “Get up and dance.”

Marie squinted up her face for a moment, but didn”t dispute his command, and climbed onto the table, pushing a few small items that littered it onto the edge. She began an idle swaying and twisting; nothing intense but with a definite seductive rhythm.

“Run your hands up and down yourself, yeah,” he instructed her. “Over your tits. And play with your pussy a bit, yeah.”

Warming up, she got into the spirit, showing herself off to Manny - sometimes swinging her breasts in his direction, sometimes squatting down and shoving her ass in his face, using her fingers to spread her ass or pussy, letting him see her up close.

Having finished the smoke, he turned the music off. “Alright, get down,” he said, and gave her a hand to help. Climbing down, she lay her hands on his body, trying to take off his clothes.

“No!” He batted her arms away. “Get down on the ground. On your back.” She sat her naked ass down on the vinyl flooring and spread out.

Manny kneeled down beside her. “Play with yourself, Marie.”

She began so slowly, running a hand down to her pussy and keeping it there, rubbing around the outside. Her other hand went to her mouth to collect some wetness, which she then spread over her nipple, teasing its hardness.

“Is your pussy hungry?” he asked

“Mmmm,” she purred.

“Why, Marie? What the fuck got into your head?”

“I…I heard you…in your room.”

“What happened?” He knelt closer to her, looking into her eyes and whispering in her ear.

“I was…ungh…I came over one day, I was talking to your Mom…Mmmm…Uh, and she said I should see something…oooo….And she led me up the stairs. And there were sounds coming from your room.” Both hands were on her pussy now, one on the outside, keeping her lips open, and the other plunging its fingers deep.

“Yeah?”

“Yeah…And so she brought me up to the top of the stairs…ungh…And I heard fucking, tons and tons of fucking. You”re a dirty fucker.”

Manny brought his head beside hers, though he was facing the other way, and whispered into her ear while his cheek pressed against hers. “Really? And what did you do?”

“Ungh! Your mom and me…we both…we put our hands down our pants…frigged ourselves silly listening to you fuck…fucking animals….”

“Did you touch each other?”

“No…but…but I wanted to…I wish I would”ve touched your mother…ungh…Your mom”s a hot piece of ass…ungh…ungh…ungh….”

“That”s it, cum for me, cum…” Manny whispered to her, feeling her breath quicken and her face heat up.

“UUUUUuuuuuungh!” Marie grunted and screamed, and pressed both her hands into her pussy and kept them there with clenched thighs.

As she came down, Manny drew away. “Don”t you fuckin” open your eyes until I”m gone. I”ll leave a little present for you.”

Marie followed his command, and heard him putter around for a few moments, and then walk away. The front door closed. Her head clearing, with a few stars in front of her eyes she stood up. The room was a mess, milk on the floor and smoke in the air and the smell of sex somewhere underneath it all.

She noticed something else. One of the dog dishes had been placed on the table. Inside was a white goo.

She pressed a finger in. Manny”s semen was still warm. She brought her head down to the bowl and slurped up every drop.

-

“Manny? The principal will see you now. She said walk right in. You know where Mrs. Cole”s office is?”

“Yeah,” Manny said. He”d been waiting in the general reception area for the school offices, and the secretary had just gotten off the phone.

Manny walked down the hallway, turned the knob on Mrs. Cole”s office, and stepped in.

“Hello, Manny. Lock the door please,” Mrs. Cole said. The blinds in the windows to the hallway were already drawn.

“Have a seat, Manny baby,” she said. “You look well. All that pussy”s been good to you.” She gave a devilish grin.

Manny sat in one of the plush chairs and looked at her. She sat behind her desk, her curly black hair came down in tangles. As always, she wore lipstick and eyeliner that gave her a hard-edged look, and dangly gold jewellery hung off her ears and around her neck. She wore a simple white silk blouse, unbuttoned to show the plunge of her cleavage, and a little pinkish flush was on the skin of her face and upper chest.

“Hmmm….I”ve been considering your proposal….hmmm…what you”re wishing for…hmmm” she hummed mysteriously at either ends of her words.

“What I want,” Manny corrected her. “Along with Dorothy, possession of Betty and Cath. And my continued income. And the records to show that we”ve gotten all the credits and graduated, even though we”re not going to stick around for the end of the school year. Graduated with honours.”

“Mmmm….And what”chya gonna do with yourself then…Mmmm,” Mrs. Cole said.

“Gotta figure some things out, do some travel,” Manny said, a serious look passing across his face.

Mrs. Cole gave a wicked grin and beckoned him over with a finger. Manny stood up and walked around her desk and stood beside her.

Her skirt was bunched up around her waist and Manny”s sister Betty was there crouched under the desk, in school uniform, face buried in Mrs. Cole”s pussy.

“You want me to give up a slut like her?” Mrs. Cole said, and brought a hand up to rub Manny”s crotch, where his cock pulsed and grew under her touch. “Do you like how I”ve let my pussy hair grow? It”s a fuckin” jungle now. But your sister loves it. Don”t you, Betty? You love my skanky-smelling puss!”

Betty looked up, wide eyes fixing Mrs. Cole and then Manny, but then focused back on munching pussy.

Mrs. Cole quickly undid Manny”s pants and pulled his cock out, pushing it into her mouth.

“Aw shit!” Manny growled. “Fuck, you”re my first, and still the best cocksucker I”ve known.”

Mrs. Cole smiled in approval and drew her mouth off his cock. She spit on it. “And you”ve got a lovely cock. I”ll be sad to see it go.” She plunged her mouth down again, making gagging noises as she pushed it to the back of her mouth, pressing the cockhead against the opening to her throat.

The office was quiet except for groaning and sucking. On the floor, Betty ate Mrs. Cole”s pussy feverishly, and Mrs. Cole worked on Manny”s cock with her mouth and hands.

Mrs. Cole began to moan harder and harder around Manny”s cock. “Unnngh…Mmmm…Mmmm…MMMMMMM!!!” She came over Betty”s face, and the feel of Mrs. Cole”s mouth on Manny”s cock as she groaned in ecstasy made him give in and cum as well. A few drips of white cum forced themselves out from between Mrs. Cole”s lips.

Mrs. Cole pulled Betty up by the hair, and threw her face-down on the desk. She pulled up Betty”s school kilt and revealed her naked ass. Mrs. Cole spit the gooey contents of her mouth over Betty”s ass, and then worked the sticky cum around with her fingers, pushing into Betty”s ass and quickly banging three fingers deeper and deeper into her asshole. Betty whimpered obediently.

“You want me to give up an ass like this?” Mrs. Cole asked Manny. “Your sister”s got a fine slut ass. But maybe…maybe we can work something out…We”re testing this new drug…”

-

It was an old and run-down part of the city, where at least half the shop fronts were vacant. They”d parked the car on a side street, and Manny led Marie past vagrants and idle drifters to large solid black doors under a blank marquee. He wore a dark suit and an open-collar shirt, while Marie was dressed casually in jeans and a jacket over a sweater.

“Looks like an old theatre,” she said, as Manny fished around in his pockets.

“It was a nightclub…at least it was before they closed it down.” He got the key out of his pocket and unlocked the door, ushering Marie inside into darkness before closing and locking the heavy doors again. It was pitch black until he brought out a small flashlight from another pocket. “But it got closed down because of violence and drugs and gangs and stuff. Belongs to a different gang now, you could say.”

He swept the flashlight around, and Marie noticed the peeling paint on the walls and litter like crumpled paper and crushed beer cans strewn on the floor. The flashlight roamed further and shone a slim beam on the mysteries of a bar, a cavernous room at the end of a hallway, and a stage with mysterious shapes draped in drop-cloths.

“Here”s where we want to go,” Manny said, shining the light on a staircase leading upward. He walked up and Marie followed.

At the top of the staircase was a small dark hallway, where Manny led Marie, hand-in-hand. They passed a number of doors, until Manny pushed one back and strode into a sparse change room. He lit a few candles on the counter by a large mirror.

“There”s a bag on the chair with what I want you to change into,” he said. “I need to make sure everything”s ready. I”ll be right back.”

“What…” she began to ask, but he had already disappeared into the dark.

When Manny came back, he looked at Marie putting on the last touches of makeup - she was totally transformed.

Red high-heels contained her feet, her legs encased in fine red stockings held up by a lacy garter. Over this Marie wore lacy red panties. The only item of clothing she wore on her top was a see-through negligee vest, lined with red fur, which flowed around her naked breasts. A strand of hair fell over an eye, giving her a sultry look as she peeked out form beneath.

Manny”s body reacted immediately to the sexy sight and he unzipped his pants and pulled out his hard cock, stroking it as he walked up to Marie. Without preliminaries, he pushed her back up against a wall and reached down to pull her panties aside.

“Ooooh…” she gasped as he fingered her completely shaven pussy. After a few short probes with his fingers, Manny pushed his cock in.

“Mmmm, yeah, fuck!” He groaned as they executed a graceless quick fuck against a wall. Manny lifted up one of Marie”s legs at the knee and held it up against his waist, giving him better access to bang her against the wall.

Manny grunted as he came in Marie. Finishing his orgasm, he withdrew and crouched down.

“OooooMmmm…” Marie sighed as Manny ate her cum-filled pussy, sucking out the mixed hot juices. He wiped his mouth and pulled her panties back over her pussy.

“Here,” he said, handing her a lantern. “Turn left and head down the hallway to the end.”

“But-”

“No questions. Please.” He kissed her cheek, and gave her a push on the butt.

Marie walked down the dark hallway, lantern in hand, cool air playing over her bare skin. Things appeared to move in the dark corners, and obscene graffiti was scrawled on the walls.

She came to several semi-transparent curtains hanging in her path. Pushing these aside and forging on, she found herself in a room, and as one everyone turned in her direction.

It was a dark room, with candles and lanterns along the edges providing the only light. The red unblinking lights of cameras lurked in dark corners. In the centre of the room three couches were arranged in a U-shape, with several old mattresses covering the floor in the middle.

On the couches sat men: naked, stroking their cocks, and looking at Marie.

She put down the lantern and walked toward them. She saw they were all impressively built; weightlifters or some other kind of athletes. All in their mid-twenties as well. And their dilated eyes gave off a greenish glow.

She stood in the middle and faced one couch, running her hands over her breasts and stomach. Three men sat here: a blonde with short hair, a brown-skinned man with stubble, and a man with dirty-blonde hair down to his shoulders.

“Boys, boys, boys…” she whispered. “You like this? You like me?” They didn”t say anything, but increased the rhythm of their cock-stroking.

She turned to face another group. Here there was a black man with a shaved head, a brown-haired man, and another black man with an afro. After giving them a little tease of her body, Marie leaned over and took their free hands and put them on the chests of others, encouraging them to play with each other”s nipples. She giggled.

The last couch had two white guys with dark hair, and a brown-skinned man whose head was shaved.

“Play with each other”s cocks,” Marie told them, and then urged them on by placing their hands on their neighbour”s cocks. They seemed a bit uncomfortable, but stroked each other”s cocks as they watched Marie stand in front of them, doing a little sway to the music in her head.

“Oooh!” Marie was surprised when one of the men came up behind her, and began to kiss her neck. She turned and gave him a full-mouthed kiss. Soon all the men were off the couches, and surrounded her.

She exchanged kisses with one after the other, and sometimes the tongues of two men would battle in her mouth at the same time. Slowly sinking down, she kissed mouths, then necks, then chests, until she was on her knees, surrounded by a forest of hard cock.

As she began taking the men into her mouth, she felt someone slip under her, rip away her panties, and begin eating her pussy. But at the moment she concentrated on cock; sucking one, while having another in each hand, and jumping as the guys that weren”t being served at the moment would rub their cocks over her face or breasts.

Pushed onto her side, two tongues now played in and around her pussy, while another lapped at her ass. Cocks came at her face, sometimes the twitching, engorged cockheads forced themselves into her mouth two at a time.

All that didn’t make Andrea feel too much better, but she was glad that Maria had given her the little pep talk. She grabbed up the drinks they’d made and went back to the living room.

“I believe it was Maria’s turn to ask next.”

“Yes it was, so Seth honey, which will it be?” Maria asked Seth.

Seth eyed up Maria’s naked body. He didn”t know why she didn’t bother to put clothes back on, but he wasn’t complaining. She was a fun girl and he hoped her inventive mind would come up with something good.

“I don’t think I should be the only here with a licked pussy. I want you to get down and lick Andi, but you can’t make her cum. If you do, you have to spend the rest of the game naked.”

This was something Seth knew he could definitely do, although he knew that in her sexed-up state it was going to be hard to keep his wife from cumming. He pushed off the couch and practically tackled Andrea to the floor. Seth kissed his wife and he could taste Maria”s pussy on her breath. It tasted good and Seth hoped he”d be getting a first hand taste before the night was over. While he kissed Andrea, Seth pinched her pale nipples through the halter until she was moaning into his mouth. Seth knew her nipples were oh-so-sensitive to the right kind of touch and he used that to his advantage before he even got down to her cunt. When Seth slid down Andrea”s body he pulled her harem pants and panties with him and there was Andrea”s clean-shaven pussy staring back at him. The sight of his wife”s shaved pussy always made Seth instantly hard and if Jared and Maria weren”t there he would have pulled down his own pants and thrust right into her. But they weren”t alone and Seth had a mission so he spread Andrea”s cunt open until her red, engorged clit stood straight up, presenting the perfect target. He worked Andrea”s clit with the flat of his tongue and she gave a satisfied moan. He kept at her clit and massaged her pussylips with the thumbs that spread them open. “God, honey, don”t stop, please don”t stop,” Andrea whimpered to her husband. She was working her hips at Seth”s lashing tongue and she painfully dug her nails into his scalp. Seth could feel his wife rapidly building to an orgasm. To try and stave off her orgasm, Seth switched from licking Andrea”s clit to stabbing his tongue inside her, fucking her with it. Andrea”s breaths became more ragged and she worked her cunt at her husband more forcefully.

Andrea had heard the instructions, but after being rubbed and fingered and teased all night there was no way she was going to let Seth get away before she came. He”d always been good at sensing her oncoming orgasm, but she couldn”t let him leave her hanging. He returned his tongue to her clit, this time drawing tight little circles over it with the tip and Andrea felt herself rapidly building again. The way she was feeling it wasn”t going to take much to get her to cum. “Oooooooohhhhh honey,” she cried. Andrea felt her husband trying to pull his mouth away, but she kept her hold on his head and did not let go. She was getting so close. “Ssssssetthhhhh!” Andrea”s eyes had been squeezed closed before but now she opened them and saw Maria sitting just a couple feet away, staring at her and her husband. And there was Jared sitting on the couch, so obviously enjoying the show. She was sure he liked the fact that she kept her pussy shaved. Andrea dug her nails into Seth”s scalp harder and locked her eyes onto Jared”s. She could see how badly he wanted her, how he lusted for her and that was about all Andrea needed to go over the edge. She was angry at herself for it, but she wanted Jared to want her, to want to fuck her as badly as she wanted him. “GODDDDDD!!!!!” Andrea cried shrilly as she came for the second time that night, gushing into her husband”s mouth. Seth kept slurping at her cunt, knowing it was too late to get away. She thought he might be punishing her because even after her orgasm subsided Seth kept licking her pussy, building her up again, making her cunt grasp for his tongue. Andrea was so filled with desire that her limbs trembled and she cried out Seth”s name once again, but this time he pulled away, leaving her quivering on the floor with her harem pants around one ankle.

Andrea rubbed her eyes and sighed in frustration as she tried to calm down. She knew she wouldn”t have to wait too long. She knew she”d be cumming again tonight. As she pulled her harem pants back on, she wasn”t going to sit there naked like Maria, she heard Maria saying, “Well, Sethy-poo, I think you”re wife came, and pretty hard, so that costume is coming off. Come on, big boy, let”s see it all!” Andrea added, “Oh, yes I definitely came!” She saw Seth sneer at her, but could tell he wasn”t really angry.

Seth did a repeat of his earlier performance, prancing about the room, bumping and grinding. He danced over to Maria and gyrated his crotch at her. She took the hint and unsnapped his pants for him and pulled down his zipper. He pushed them down off his hips and stepped out of them, then swung them and flung them at his wife. Andrea clutched them to herself and squealed like an excited schoolgirl. Seth stayed right in front of Maria, thrusting his pelvis at her still and it was glaringly obvious that he was hard as a rock. Maria traced the outline of his cock through his underwear before tugging them down. When Seth’s cock sprang free it almost whacked Maria in the face and she laughed before sling-shoting his underwear at Jared. Jared swatted the disgarded jockeys away murmuring, “Yuck!”

Seth was now totally naked except for his eye patch, which he defiantly left on and did a bow to the women’s applause before he took his seat. His cock stood up straight in his lap and sitting on the couch with Jared he had to resist the urge to cover it.

Seth asked Jared what was next and Jared predictably chose a “treat.” The asking was just a formality now. Seth said, “Since I’m naked and Maria is naked, I think everyone should be. So I want you and Andrea to undress each other, but both blindfolded.” Andrea shot her husband a look. What was he trying to do to her? She did not want to think about Jared”s cock anymore, let alone have to touch it. She did not want the temptation. Although Jared had turned her on she was still apprehensive about being that close. She didn’t want to totally give away how she was feeling. This was going to be a battle of wills.

Maria got the blindfolds and she and Seth wrapped their respective spouses. They guided Jared and Andrea until they were standing about a foot apart, facing each other and told them to go.

Andrea groped out in the darkness and her hands came into contact with Jared”s bare chest. She rubbed her hands up and down it and raked her fingernails at his nipples. She heard him take a breath, but he did not moan. Andrea was determined that he would moan before she would. Jared”s hands found her waist and then moved up her stomach, his calloused fingers feeling rough on her smooth skin, and he pushed her halter-top up, his hands poised on her breasts. His rough thumbs strummed her long nipples and Andrea bit back a moan. God, it felt so good, but she told herself she couldn”t give in. Instead she made like she was grasping for the folds of his kilt, but instead slipped her hand inside it and grasped his cock. Jared was hard and throbbing and somehow that didn”t help. Just like before when she had her hand wrapped around his shaft Andrea could feel the tingle between her legs that told her she wanted that cock, even if she weren”t thrilled about its owner. Her nails tickled Jared”s balls and he gave a start, but Andrea still didn”t hear anything from him. She did hear Maria urging them on, though. “Come on guys, we wanna see some skin!”

Jared worked Andrea”s nipples until they literally ached with desire and then pushed the halter up off of her. Before Andrea could grab his cock again, Jared ran his hands down her breasts, over her stomach and hooked his thumbs in the waistband of her harem pants. Andrea really did not like this part. No matter what the situation she knew she would not feel comfortable just sitting there naked. But she didn”t have much time to think about it. Jared sank to his knees and after he had her pants off he hooked a finger in the crotch of her panties. She could feel his knuckle rubbing her dripping pussy as he crooked his finger to get a good grip on her panties. Next, Jared got her panties in his teeth, which allowed him to grind his chin right into her clit. That was too much for Andrea and a low, throaty moan escaped from her lips. She swayed and held onto Jared to keep herself on her feet. Andrea couldn”t help it, she wanted that bastard so badly. As he dragged her panties down he teased Andrea”s clit with the tip of his nose and then she felt his stubble on her inner thighs as her panties came completely down.

Somehow, being blindfolded made being naked in front of everyone easier, like that old childish theory that if I can”t see you, you can”t see me. Andrea groped in the blackness for a few seconds before she found Jared again. She went to her knees this time and jerked his kilt right down. It was pinned tightly to keep it on and he let out an, “Ouch” as she yanked it down. Had she been able to see, Andrea would have known how close she was, but since she couldn”t when she pulled the kilt down Jared”s cock popped her in the face and then laid warmly against her cheek. Andrea stayed close, rubbing her cheek against his shaft while she got him to step out of the kilt. She nuzzled him more firmly and resisted the urge to kiss his prick, but she was reward with a moan from Jared and she even felt a sticky droplet smear across her cheek.

Now everyone was nude and at least for the guys there was no hiding how turned on they were by the whole thing. Andrea noticed that now that the men were naked they sat even farther apart on the couch. Just like her husband, it took a lot of willpower for Andrea to keep from covering herself while she sat on the floor.

Jared quizzed Maria and told her, “Since we”re playing high school games, I want you and Seth to play seven minutes in heaven. You two go into the coat closet over there and have fun. Your time starts when the door closes.” Maria smiled and took Seth”s hand and led him over to the closet. Andrea saw inside and could see that the closet was pretty big. There was ample room when Maria pushed the coats to one side. Maria fell back into the closet and pulled Seth after her, and then he reached back and pulled the door closed.

Andrea was very surprised Jared sent his wife into the closet with her husband. All of them playing around in the same room was one thing, but sending two people off to fool around was completely different and it made Andrea nervous. Nervous to be left alone, naked with Jared and nervous about what her husband might be doing in that closet. Would he really fuck Maria? So far, all Andrea could hear was shuffling and something bumping into the door. Jared moved down off the couch and sat uncomfortably close to Andrea. “I bet you”re wondering what they”re doing in there, aren”t you?” He said.

“Of course I”m curious,” Andrea answered.

“Jealous?”

“No,” she answered quickly, then added, “maybe a little. Aren”t you?”

Jared smiled. “I”m okay with it. We”re all adults and I trust my wife. Even if Seth makes her cum like a maniac I know she”s not going to leave me. This is all just about fooling around tonight. Don”t worry, Andi.” Jared draped an arm over her shoulder and moved even closer.

“I”m not worried. I trust Seth completely.” Andrea answered a bit defensively. Jared was way too close now. With his arm over her shoulder, his hand hung right in front of her breast and Andrea could feel Jared touching her tingling skin. “Hey, I don”t think that”s part of the game,” she told Jared.

“Do you mind?” He asked.

In truth, she didn”t. His touch was very exciting. She was enjoying having a different man, even if it was this one, touching her after being with the same lover for so many years. Maria cried out loudly from the closet and it distracted Andrea. Jared took the opening and closed his hand around her breast, catching her nipple between his thumb and forefinger. Jared gave it a little twist and Andrea moaned, “Please don”t,” be it was clear she didn”t mean it. Andrea”s heart was pumping in her chest and she wanted Jared to take her right there on the floor, no matter what she told him. Jared kept at her breast and Andrea leaned into him. Jared turned her head and kissed her full on the mouth, a kiss Andrea hungrily returned. She reached into Jared”s lap and grasped his cock. Jared tilted her back and sucked on Andrea”s nipples while she slowly jerked his shaft. “God yessss,” she moaned was his tongue stabbed at her nipples. She was so worked up she was about ready to let Jared do anything he wanted to her. He may have been a bastard, but he seemed to know just what she wanted. Andrea heard Maria cry out from the closet again and pushed a finger into Andrea”s cunt at the same time. Her wetness sucked his finger right in.

From the closet, Andrea heard thumping and Maria”s strangled moans. The wild woman must have been having trouble keeping quiet.

Jared pulled Andrea into his lap and rubbed the head of his cock against her pussy. She was so wet he could easily have slipped right in. Andrea felt the pressure and moaned, No, don”t…you can”t…”

“You”re telling me you don”t want it, Andi? Is that what you”re telling me?” Jared hissed into her ear. He easily suspended her above his cock with one arm.

“No…yes…god, I don”t know…”

“You know I”ve always wanted to fuck you, Andi. As long as I”ve known you. And you know tonight I”m going to. When I saw you in that outfit I wanted to rip it off you you were so damned sexy and now that I see all your naked flesh I want to fuck you so much more. You”re so fucking sexy, Andi. You can”t tell me you don”t want it too.”

His words inflamed Andrea. They made her feel so hot. She couldn”t deny she wanted Jared just as much as he wanted her. She”d never thought about it until tonight, but as soon as she touched his cock she knew she wanted him. “Do it, do it now,” she urged. “Put it in me. Do it!”

But Jared just lifted her away. “They”re about out of time in there,” Jared told Andrea. “Better let them know.” He smiled at her, then shouted, “Hey you two, come out of there!”

“Bastard,” Andrea cursed him, covering herself.

“Don”t worry, Andi, I am sure your time will come.” Jared grinned.

As soon as they”d gotten into the closet Seth was all over Maria. It was pitch black so everything was by feel, but neither of them minded that. Oddly, Seth did feel like he was back in junior high, groping Jenny Titleman and trying to get under her sweater. Back then just to feel a bare nipple would have been something, but now Seth had much more than that on his mind. Maria”s hands enveloped his cock and her lips found his. “Mmm, you”re so strong and hard. Is that for me?” Maria asked. “Yes,” Seth whispered, his mouth seeking out her breasts. Seth found his mark and slurped at her big breasts, almost becoming lost between them when she shifted. They were on something soft in the bottom of the closet, like rolled-up sleeping bags or something. “You know, I see you looking at me sometimes, catch you out of the corner of my eye. But don”t worry, I never say anything to Jared. I think it”s sexy. And now you have your chance, baby, so do what you want, make me cum, OHHHH that”s just what I mean…” Seth”s fingers had found her sex and she”d practically pulled two of them right into her damp depths. He fingered her harder and Maria bit into his shoulder to keep from crying out. Maria kept jerking his cock and Seth knew that if she didn”t stop in a minute he was in danger of spilling his load.

“God I want you, Maria,” Seth breathed to her. He so wanted to replace his fingers with his cock. That little dark Italian girl he”d been lusting for was finally his. Maybe Seth should have wondered what was going on outside the closet, but honestly his wife was the last thing on Seth”s mind at the moment.

“Then do it. Do it, Seth. Put your cock in me. I want it so bad,” Maria moaned.

“Are you sure?” He asked. Maria answered by pulling his cock forward so the head slipped between her lips. She accidentally kicked the door as she wrapped her legs around him. “Do it,” she said, spurring him with her ankles. His cock speared her to the depths. Seth noted that Maria didn”t feel quite as tight as his wife, but she felt wonderful just the same. It flashed through his mind that he was fucking someone other than his wife for the first time in God knew how long, but he would not let that thought linger. After all the sexual tension for the last couple hours he could not help himself. It was awkward in their position, but Seth found a way and he hammered his cock down into Maria. She was squealing with delight and he was trying as hard as he could to keep quiet. He knew he didn”t have a lot of time, maybe another five minutes, but he knew he couldn”t hold out this first time anyway. Maria bit into his shoulder again, painfully this time and her cunt squeezed him. “God Seth, do it, do it to me, I”m going to cum baby!” He knew she was cumming and the pressure of her cunt made him cum just seconds behind her. Seth was barely done draining his cock into her when he heard Jared telling them their time was up.

When Seth and Maria emerged from the closet flushed and out of breath everyone kind of assumed what happened but no one said anything. Seth wondered why Jared was on the floor now. He saw Andrea regard the bite mark on his shoulder with a raised eyebrow. She looked a little steamed, though he couldn”t tell if it had anything to do with him.

“Well, that was fun. I think I miss being a kid!” Maria announced, flopping onto the couch. “My turn. Andi, whacha want?” It was a treat, of course. “Okay then, I want you to do exactly as I say.” She turned to her husband. “Jar, I want you to lay on your back on the floor. Good, just like that.” Jared was stretched out on the floor with his hands behind his head. “Now Andrea I want you to squat over Jared. He”s going to hold his cock up and I want you to tease yourself with it for three minutes. But if you pull off or go down on it you”re going to have to go down on it and blow him until he comes.” Andrea didn”t move, instead she looked over at her husband. Maria said, “Everyone okay with this?”

“Uh, sure,” Seth said.

“Okay, then,” Andrea said and moved over to Jared, who sat grinning. “Hope you”ve got some control Andi, because I really need to cum right now and I”d like nothing more than for you to make me.” Andrea just ignored him. She squatted above him and kept her balance with a hand on his chest. Jared held his cock pointing straight up, aimed right for Andrea”s pussy. When she first touched herself to him she jerked away, like she”d been shocked. Actually, it was a shock of pleasure. Her cunt was aching so much to be filled. This was probably about the hardest thing Maria could have asked her to do. Andrea eased down again and caught the head of Jared”s cock between her lips. Andrea threw her head back, swinging her ponytail and moaned softly. It felt so good and Andrea knew immediately that she was in trouble. Keeping her hands on Jared”s chest she thrust her ass into the air and dragged her pussylips across the head of Jared”s cock. She got some satisfaction from seeing the look on his face, which told her he was feeling just as teased as she was. But all he had to do was lay there and take it. Andrea had to tease herself and stay up. She caught the tip of his cock on her clit and worked it in little circles, driving herself crazy. Andrea was so wet her juices ran down her thighs. She hung her head forward, her ponytail spilling to the side, and closed her eyes as she worked her clit on his cockhead. But it was all just too much. She knew she was slipping. The head of Jared”s cock had pushed farther inside her and she could feel her cunt trying to draw it deeper and her thighs hurt from trying to stay up and so with a defeated groan Andrea settled down, taking Jared”s shaft all the way into her cunt. “OH GOD!” Andrea exclaimed, then thought, Sorry Seth. God, Jared”s cock was just what the doctor ordered. Andrea felt so wonderfully filled. The extra size he had over her husband stretched the walls of Andrea”s pussy and gave her tingling in places that hadn”t been touched in so long. Andrea moaned loudly again as she felt pulses of pleasure shoot through her.

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