Stress Relief

[fnchristie81]

Christie's pointed remark to Matt had the desired effect. Not that she minded the slower, more sensual, more relaxed pace. It was more that she'd been on her back for long enough that it was beginning to become uncomfortable. His movements in her anus though, were far from it; she was enjoying that far more than she'd ever thought possible.

When he'd finally finished and pulled out of her, she did feel a coolness far deeper into herself than she ever felt, even though it was likely just a couple of inches. Matt of course, studied the area and made her self conscious as always, but soon enough went and cleaned up. On his return, he brought her some wipes to clean up as well. She used them as he collapsed next to her, and as she snuggled into him he quickly fell asleep.

Christie waited until he was sleeping soundly, then slipped out from the bed. She did feel awkward walking afterwards, almost as if he were still lodged in her, but remembered feeling the same way the first few times she'd had vaginal intercourse. It wasn't uncomfortable, just different.

Still wide awake, she decided to do a little personal shopping to surprise Matt. She moved to the living room couch and covered herself with a throw blanket while browsing, and could feel herself blushing as she viewed some of the adult toy websites. Sure, she'd purchased from some of them before, but she realized that this time there was a chance that whatever she bought might be put to use for the viewing of others, not just she and Matt.

Having bought a few things, she still wasn't sleepy but was still aroused, and so decided to check out some of the things they'd done that day. Never before really being one for porn, she ended up being more attracted to adult story sites. Apparently, Matt was far from alone in his desires to "show her off" and allow her to experiment with others. Most of the stories she read seemed to involve embarrassing and humiliating the male partner, which she could never do. Others were more in keeping with her nature and Matt's seeming mindset, where they were both equals and just content to allow each other to "play" with others.

Those stories in particular, were arousing to her. She ended up teasing her erogenous zones while reading. Eventually she switched to finding a few videos dealing with the topics of "sharing" and "swapping", and rubbed and fingered herself through a couple of small orgasms before finally feeling sleepy and slipping back to bed. Before she fell asleep, she wondered what Matt might have in mind for her the next day while she was still.off from work.

 

[susurrus]

Even though I wanted to stay awake until Christie got up to clean up more, I found myself awoken when she slipped back into bed, not remembering her leaving. Oh well. A glance to the clock told me it was pretty late. It made me wonder just how long she'd been up, and what she'd done in that time. Maybe I'd ask in the morning.

Next thing I knew, sunlight was streaming through the bedroom window. Christie still was asleep. Propping myself up on an elbow, I just laid there and watched my wife sleep, going through the events of the day before, amazed at all the things we'd managed to pack into only a few hours, and loving Christie all the more for going along with it.

Carefully pulling the sheet covering her curves, I revealed my wife's incredible body inch by delectable inch, trying like hell not to wake her. Christie's nipples were already hard. I wondered what she was dreaming about, to be that aroused. Leaning in, still trying not to wake her, I took the nearest nipple between my lips and sucked, flicking my tongue over the tip. If I could have, I'd have attempted to lick her pussy, just like she'd done with my cock the previous morning. Unfortunately, the position of her legs made that impossible. There was enough room to get a finger to her clit, so I licked one and gently began to caress her there as I suckled her luscious breast...

 

[fnchristie81]

Christie slept well, up until she began having an erotic dream. She found herself sitting astride a faceless man, nude. She had no idea why she was naked, no idea why she couldn't tell who the man was except for believing it wasn't Matt, and no idea why she was allowing her nipple and clit to be touched. All she knew was she was enjoying, and wanting more. She began to grind her pelvis against the protruding finger, increasing the pressure against her pleasure nub and willing it to slip inside her.

Slowly, she began to awaken and realized that it was, in fact, her husband teasing her. She opened her legs wider, inviting him to explore her more and deeper. One hand cupped the back of his head, pulling him more firmly to her breast.

"Mmmmm...someone woke up excited for what he wants to do to his wife today," she murmured to him.

 

[susurrus]

Christie began writhing and pushing her hips into my hand, even though I was pretty sure she hadn't woken up yet. The first indication I got that she was awake was when I felt her hand pulling my face tighter against her breast.

"Somebody woke up knowing what he wanted to do this morning," she purred sleepily.

Lifting my face just enough to speak, I replied, "This is how you woke me yesterday. I'm just returning the favor. If you'd like, I would love to replace my finger with my tongue."

 

[fnchristie81]

"This is how you woke me yesterday. I'm just returning the favor. If you'd like, I would love to replace my finger with my tongue."

Christie's response was to roll to her back and splay her legs wide in invitation. Maybe it was the eroticism they'd been engaged in lately, but this was far more welcome than some of the other times Matt had awoken her for "personal time".

As Matt began to work his way to her center, she admitted to him, "I was naughty last night." She waited a few moments before relating that she'd done some "toy shopping" without going into specifics, wanting to surprise her husband with her purchases. For some reason though, she couldn't bring herself to tell him about the erotica or porn she'd browsed.

 

[susurrus]

Christie said nothing at my comment, but she did smile and turn over, spreading her legs and presenting herself for the offer I'd made. Well, of course, I wasted no time and climbed into place, drinking in the sight of her gorgeous pussy. All I could think was: 'What a view, first thing in the morning.'

I was positioned and began to lean in toward her luscious cunt when she told me, "I was naughty last night."

A more suspicious man would work up all sorts of horrific scenarios involving adulterous affairs, but first off, I couldn't imagine Christie making such leaps, especially given she'd only had extramarital sex for the first time just that afternoon. Her reaction at the very end of that encounter told me she wasn't sneaking out of the house. Yrah, yeah, I know: lots of "buts," but I could go round and round for days and write millions of words about "what ifs" and "maybes." Suffice it to say that I trusted Christie and her admission piqued my interest.

As I looked up her body - her pussy and pubic mound in my immediate foreground, she confessed she'd done some shopping last night while I slept. While I was definitely interested to know what she'd bought, she didn't elaborate, just that she'd purchased "toys." I ached to know what was on its way, but reasoned she wanted it to be a surprise, so I didn't ask. The anticipation was going to drive me nuts, but I'd find out in a day or two. I'd have to wait till then.

"I can hardly wait," I admitted honestly and with more than a little enthusiasm. My presence between Christie's legs had her in anticipation as well, because I detected the intoxicating aroma I always associated with being in the position I was in at that moment. The odor was like a magnet and I wasted no more time thinking about Christie's online antics and instead dove headlong into my wife's waiting, glistening pussy...

 

[fnchristie81]

Matt sounded excited about Christie's binge shopping, and his pause to gaze up her body at her face put her in a teasing mood. She was already ready to be taken, although who doesn't like to orgasm from oral sex? Plus she was learning that erotic talk was stimulating for both, with the advantage in this situation being that Matt wouldn't orgasm while she was still building.

"Are you picturing that pussy being licked by someone else, darling?" she asked him teasingly. The slang term struck differently, having both been raised to use proper terminology as well as trained to do so. "Getting it all wet and ready to be fucked? Maybe by you, maybe by someone else? Do you think they'll like playing with your pussy, looking at it and getting to use it like only you have since we've been married?"

 

[susurrus]

I was finding that mindset - accompanied by a healthy dose of hormones - made a big difference regarding the kinds of things I'd find arousing. An inner debate had raged when I thought about the idea of another guy with Christie, but right at that particular moment, I felt no hesitation, no dread. Granted, there wasn't another guy standing there waiting for his turn with her, so at the moment, it was just fantasy and play. It did make me wonder if Christie liked the idea of another man and her, since she brought it up, or if it was just part of the fun.

Regardless, right at that moment, I found the whole scenario she was spinning arousing as hell. The fact she wasn't using clinical terms was hot, too, because she tended to lean toward those as a force of habit.

And I loved the phrase: "your pussy."

My cock was stiff as a board against the bed. It protested that my tongue got to be in its hole, but the denial would just make the moment it did finally get in any of Christie's fabulous openings - as of last night that number increased by one - it would simply be that much more delicious.

Anyhow, to let Christie know I loved hearing the way her mind was working, I moaned loudly and just attacked her beautiful, fragrant, tasty cunt with even greater enthusiasm...

 

[fnchristie81]

Although Matt's moan didn't really tell Christie anything, he seemed to be attacking her nether region with an increased intensity that she interpreted as at least interested. She decided to up the ante.

"Is that your plan for the 'activities'? Slut your wife up and have her allow any roaming hands that might develop?" A week ago, even a hint of such a thing would have enraged her. Now though, even though the thought filled her with trepidation it was still tantalizing. One hand crept to her breast, the other tangled through Matt's hair.

 

[susurrus]

Christie seemed to be trying to feel me out for my intentions with all this, the way she was talking. At least, that was how my mind was interpreting things. It also made me wonder if she was trying to put thoughts in my head. Did I want other guys feeling up my wife? Maybe I did, but only on my terms, with me present. I still had a hellish possessive streak. I wanted nothing to happen to Christie that I didn't know about. Until recently, I hadn't thought I was a control freak. Now, I was finding out otherwise. The biggest part of it, I figured, was that no matter what happened, I wanted Christie to be safe. Of course, I wanted to be on hand at the boutique not necessarily because I didn't trust their employees to keep my Christie ("my pussy...") safe, but because the voyeur in me didn't want to miss seeing her in the outfits she would be required to model.... and I wanted to be there to make sure she was safe. The deal in the lobby the previous afternoon had pushed the envelope, but a lot of that had been due to the random factor of the asshole kid.

Regardless of my opinion on any of what Christie was saying, her pussy told me everything I needed to know. She was soaking, and while my ego wanted to take all the credit, I knew it was, at least in part, due to the fantasy she was constructing in her mind. She just happened to be fantasizing out loud.

And even though I wasn't 100 percent sure of my own feeings on everything she was spinning, my cock and libido were eating it up. I was damn horny, and while I was pretty sure Christie wouldn't protest if I climbed on and shoved in, it'd been a while since I'd gotten her off with my mouth, and intended to give her at least one orgasm that way, even if she was trying to drown me, with all the fluid she was leaking down here...

 

[fnchristie81]

Christie knew Matt's anticipation was growing, but unlike after her previous comments he didn't ramp up his oral ministrations after the most recent tale weaving. She decided to take a different tack.

"Or are your plans to have me find out who might be willing to do more with us? That seemed to work with Meghan; having me go out nearly naked and ask for my panties back in front of everyone. It was a turn on for me, too. I'd have almost been willing for you to take me as soon as we had just a little more privacy." Which was mostly true. She was definitely dripping most of the time Matt had had her out in the lobby, although she was blocking out the rudeness of the young man by the door. Had she thought of that part, it still would have filled her with a mix of equal parts excitement and dread.

 

[susurrus]

Christie was loving posing scenarios for me. I was surprised she had enough breath to speak. Oh, what she was saying was having the desired effect - I had no doubt there was going to be a slimy wet spot where my cock laid against the bed, but while I wanted to play the "what if" game with her, what I really wanted to hear out of my wife's mouth were shrieks of orgasmic ecstasy.

As a reminder, I carefully moved my mouth so Christie's clit was between my teeth and gently brought them together...

 

[fnchristie81]

At her comment of being used for sexual bait, Matt bit down pleasurable on her clit. Christie felt the almost electrical shock run through her body and she gave a convulsion of pleasure. Her hand pulled hard on his hair, the other squeezing the breast it had been teasing. That might be something along what Matt was looking to do.

"Ooooohhh...," she cooed at him. "I think you like that idea. Have me find out who the potential players are so we can bring them in and share them? I promise I won't overreact again with another woman. I'll even sit in the corner or leave you alone with her. Or get you ready for each other. Or clean both of you up from each other. Would you like that? Having your wife set you up with some new pussy, take this other woman, then be able to go directly from her to your own wife's pussy?

"Maybe it's a couple, and you get to have the other woman go down on you while your wife gets taken, and you get to reclaim me after. Would that be a turn on for you baby?" The idea of Matt watching while she was being taken was thrilling. Of putting on a show for him. Her hands tugged insistently at their respective handfuls, her orgasm nearly peaking.

 

[susurrus]

My god, the scenarios Christie was comine up with... I knew there was going to be a wet spot directly under me after all this. The more she imagined the different scenes, the more I wanted to play them out. From the sound of things, she liked the idea of being the center of attention, and I was becoming less worried about seeing her with another man. Once it happened, that might be a little different, but she'd already seen me fuck another woman. Putting on a show for our respective spouses could be fun. Watching Christie eat my creampie out of another woman sounded hot as fuck.

While I ate her and even though the monologue, I could tell she was getting hotter and hotter, her orgasm spinning her toward a riotous peak. My mind was turning with scenarios, too, but until she came, I wasn't going to stop to pose any of mine.

Christie's pussy was literally flowing with juice now. I was having a hard time keeping up, but it was a chore I delightedly kept to.

Then, I decided to back off just enough to pose: "How about me getting another guy ready for you? How would that strike you?"

I then dove right back in to my wife's pussy, hoping that idea might ramp up her arousal another notch or two. I really wanted Christie to cum, and cum hard. I've always fantasized about Christie squirting while I ate her, but so far, as far as I was aware, she hadn't squirted in her life.

 

[fnchristie81]

"Oh god..." Christie imagined Matt on his knees in front of another guy, bobbing his head to get the guy hard while Christie waited to receive the other guy. It was a very erotic thought, and her hips twitched in anticipation of Matt guiding the guy into her.

"You don't mind the idea of going down on another guy, getting him nice and hard for your wife's pussy, maybe guiding him into me? Watching him fuck your wife?" Christie held Matt's head in place, grinding herself against his face. Her other hand was insistently pulling at her nipple and she felt the orgasm well up from inside her unfilled pussy.

 

[susurrus]

Well, now. That notion certainly got Christie's attention. Apparently, she REALLY liked the idea of me experimenting with the bisexual bit. Truth be told, the fact it turned her on so much made it something I was certainly going to try if the opportunity arose. I'd only have to do it once if it didn't work for me, but for her, I'd certainly at least give it a shot.

I'd have made a few more suggestions to ramp her up some more, but it was all I could do to breathe as it was. Christie's grip on my head told me she wanted to make sure I stayed where I was, but breathing was becoming trickier, what with the gush of fluid that accompanied what I'd said.

The conversation this morning was going to be interesting...

But first, this pussy in my face needed to cum...

 

[fnchristie81]

Matt didn't seem to be showing any new vigor in going after her, but he wasn't exactly letting up either. Of course, that probably had something to do with her holding his mouth against her. She imagined herself being undressed by Matt for her faceless lover, of being slowly exposed to his desirous gaze. Of Matt laying her on the bed, then going over to the other man before removing the man's pants and underwear, then taking his erection in his mouth to get him wet in preparation of guiding him into her waiting pussy. She imagined Matt guiding him in, feeling herself being impaled while still feeling Matt's hand against her.

The vivid scene in her mind pushed her over the edge, and her body trembled then thrashed about on the bed as she came.

 

[susurrus]

Fortunately, I'd gotten Christie off this way enough times, I kind of sensed she was going over the edge into the orgasm I'd been looking for since I got my face between her legs. One of the cues was, as wet as she was, and as wet as she'd gotten over and over again, suddenly, it was double. I grabbed a deep inhale of air just as she mashed my face into the wettest her pussy had ever been, to the best of my recollection. The sounds and movements were arousing as hell, even if I was holding my breath. I couldn't be 100 percent sure what had tumbled her over the edge, but I suspected I'd added a new dimension to all those fantasies flooding through her mind. I'd only been getting the ones she'd managed to slow down enough to put into words. Chances were good my wife had been fucked over and over again in her mind, and not only by me. Hell, I'd put even money on the possibility I wasn't the guy in any of these fantasies.

And no, she didn't squirt - well at least what I imagined that was from the videos I'd watched off and on over the years - but what she lacked in force, she made up for in volume. I wasn't going to be the only one leaving a wet spot this morning.

After a little bit, my body needed oxygen. I started making noises, trying to get Christie's attention. I mean, what a way to go, but... what a way to go. Her mind was on the pleasure coursing through her, and she desperately held me in place to get as much as she could...

 

[fnchristie81]

As Christie began to come to her senses again, she became aware of Matt making muffled noises. Moments later she realized that she was still holding him captive between her tight-squeezed thighs and abruptly released him, mumbling her apologies before dragging him up her to devour his mouth. As strong as her orgasm had just been, she still needed penetrated and fumbled between their bodies to get her husband lined up.

 

[susurrus]

Luckily, Christie realized my predicament before I passed out. Instead of just letting go, though, she practically dragged me up her body. Once our faces were in proximity, she wasted no time pressing her lips to mine, not hesitating in the least regarding the slick, wet mess my face was in. In fact, it seemed like she wanted to taste herself. I didn't give a damn. Whatever she wanted, I wanted to give her. I don't think I'd have hesitated if her face was covered in jizz, or the tongue that eagerly probed mine was covered in it. This whole thing this morning had me horny as fuck, too, and I found myself willing to do a lot of things I hadn't thought about before, if this woman wanted me to. This thing had started as a me in charge thing. Or at least that was the intent, but I think it was developing into a "if the other wants it, I want to give it to them" kind of deal. My only criteria was, I wanted us both present when anything happened.

I didn't protest when Christie madly groped between us and guided my hard, pre-cum slick cock against the cunt I'd just practically died for. I mean: why the fuck would I not want to fuck the hottest woman I knew?

There was no resistance to my penetration. No surprise there, eh? I was in to the hilt in a single fluid movement. Instantly, I felt my balls covered in juices, and I pumped like a teenager in heat.

I was horny enough, even with as loose and slick as Christie was, I was shooting a load of my own inside her within a couple minutes.

Collapsing on top of her, I panted a minute or so, then raised up so she didn't suffocate, too.

With a crooked, evil grin, I said, "Morning, sunshine. A big part of me really wants to get my face between your legs again."

 

[fnchristie81]

This was no love-making Matt was doing to her, this was Matt using her body to satisfy his own needs. And while there had definitely been times in the past where she had hated it, this time it was exactly what she needed. Although she  did wonder what it may have tasted like if he were kissing her with someone else's ejaculate on his face-whether male or female, she didn't care. She just wanted to experience it.

Then, too soon-and yet, not soon enough-she could tell that he was loosing his load inside her. She raised her hips up to receive it, then cradled his head as he collapsed exhausted on top of her. Both were panting at their exertions, and she enjoyed the pressure of Matt's body pressing her into the mattress. Then he partially raosed himself off her.

"Morning, sunshine. A big part of me really wants to get my face between your legs again."

Laughing shakily, she replied, "well then, help yourself!" She found Matt's sudden interest in going down on her after filling her up more of a turn on than cleaning him up, but certainly wouldn't deny him. Again, the unbidden thought of sucking him after he'd been in another woman leaped to her mind.

 

[susurrus]

I couldn't believe I'd made the offer, but it was out there, now. The thought seemed to turn Christie on, and that made me drop any doubts that threatened to pop up.

With a breathless smile, I moved back down my wife's body and buried my face back into her pussy. The proof I'd just cum inside her was leaking out with her juices. Instead of weirding me out, the only thing I could imagine was sampling what we tasted like mixed together like that.

With no more hesitation, I lapped up a big glob of milky-clear leakage from Christie's pussy...

 

[fnchristie81]

Even though he'd already done so before, Christie was still surprised when Matt positioned his face between her legs. Unbidden came the fantasy of having just been taken, the man rolling off her and cuddling naked against her own nude form, and Matt diving down to lick her. She couldn't help but vocally continue the fantasy that Matt had inspired.

"Mmmmmmm...are you cleaning up your own mess, or somebody else's, my love?" she cooed at him.

 

[susurrus]

Christie loved this turn of our fantasizing. Her excitement spurred my own. Still, I'd never done what I was doing right at the moment, so I stopped what I was doing to bring her a mouthful of our combined sexual fluids.

Pressing my lips on hers, I opened my mouth and pushed the load onto my wife's tongue.

"At this point, baby, it doesn't matter," I admitted. "My cum, someone else's, I love what we're doing right now. The combination of both of us tastes better than I expected. Makes me wish I'd have done it sooner.

"Why, would you rather I was eating another guy's cum out of your pussy? There's no wrong answer."

 

[fnchristie81]

Matt surprised her by kissing her after going down on her, pushing their combined fluids into her mouth. Knowing what he'd like, she swallowed them down before holding his face still and slurping more from it.

"Why, would you rather I was eating another guy's cum out of your pussy? There's no wrong answer."

Christie honestly wasn't sure. The fantasy was hot, but she wasn't sure if she could go through with it at all. Still, she didn't want to kill the mood.

"I'm not sure," she said. "It's exciting to think about, but I don't know." Pushing him lightly off her, she rolled atop him before sliding down his body. Grasping his penis in her hand, she ran her tongue around the head before grinning at him mischievously. "I guess that we'll have to find out first if you can handle another guy getting this particular view of your wife." She sucked about half of him in. "I  do know though, that I wouldn't mind cleaning another woman off from you..." she said as seductively as she could before taking more of him in.

After a few minutes of fellatio, she pulled off again. "I don't know about going all the way with another guy, but I'll try going down on one," she offered.