Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: From: Mad Dog Literata Subject: STORY: Consenting Adults, Part 3/3 I went back to the foyer, near the restroom entrance, and waited for James. As I finished my cigarette, I saw him come up. "Just follow me," I told him as we left the club. "I live about twelve miles north of here." James nodded. He had a hungry look in his eyes. The drive home was maddeningly long; I ached to be in James's arms again. Finally, I reached my street; I pulled onto it and noticed that Daniel had arrived already and had parked about three houses down. James followed behind me as I pulled into my driveway. He reached me as I unlocked the door. "Have a seat," I called over my shoulder as we came in. "I'll make us a drink. What would you like?" "Scotch," James said. "Anything." I was dying with anticipation as I mixed our drinks. Well, I thought to myself, this is really it; you're going through with it. I brought the drinks out, handed the scotch and soda to James, sat down and crossed my legs. "Do you do this very often?" James asked. I opened my cigarette case and took out a cigarette. "Do what very often?" I asked innocently. He lit my cigarette and sipped his drink. "Invite strangers over to your home." I took a long drag on my cigarette, looking into his eyes. "Often enough," I said. He put his hand on my thigh. It felt very warm. I took another drag and expelled a blue cloud of smoke toward the ceiling. I put my cigarette down. "Kiss me," I said, and James leaned over on top of me. I opened my lips into a wide O and our mouths met. I was hungry for him, and him for me; our tongues met and probed the other person's like sweet serpents. His right hand slid beneath my dress, found my warm, pulsing clit. I moaned at his touch, slid down and pulled him over me. God, I was hot! After torturing ourselves like that for what seemed like an eternity, I pushed James off of me and sat up. Picking up my cigarette, I took a drag on it, then stood and crushed it out in the ashtray. "Come here," I said, smiling. James rose and took me in his arms; I could feel his throbbing cock straining against my pelvis. I undid his tie and threw it on a chair, then began to unbutton his shirt. "You're a hot little bitch in heat, aren't you?" James said, smiling. I pulled his shirt off and laid it over the chair back. "Shh," I said, "do you want to talk, or fuck?" James's cock fought even harder against me. He kicked his shoes and socks off, and I knelt down to remove his pants and underwear. When I saw his cock, I gasped with pleasure: It was thick, veined and meaty. "Suck it," James ordered, and I did: My lips encircled it and, grabbing his ass, pulled him deep into my mouth. James groaned when he felt the head of his cock hit the back of my throat. "Goddamn, that feels good," he muttered. He buried his hands in my hair and moved my head rhythmically back and forth. As he fucked my mouth, I sucked his cock and teased it with my tongue while thinking, God, Daniel, I hope you're enjoying this as much as I am. "I want to fuck you, Elizabeth," James said. "Oh, God, I want to fucking pound you!" I gave his cock one last tease, then pulled him out from between my lips and stood up. Our eyes locked together as I undid my dress and let it fall to the floor. James watched me as I went behind the sofa and leaned over it. "Ball me," I said. James came up behind me and cupped my breasts. "Ohh, fuck," he moaned as he slid into me. By this time, I was so moist that rivulets of juice were sliding down my thighs, and when his luscious cock slid past my vaginal lips and his hands grabbed my hair and pulled my head up, I began to come. I must have pealed with delight; James ground his cock deep into me and pinned me over the sofa. His balls slapped against me, and I moaned again. "Fuck me, James," I repeated gutturally, almost senselessly, "fuck me!" I began to grunt louder, and he cupped his hand over my mouth. My muffled cries got louder as he impaled me with that huge cock of his. They weren't forced cries, either, although I knew Daniel would be getting off on them. I held off on my peak as long as I could, but between being held immobile, and feeling James's slick cock pounding into me - and knowing that Daniel was watching the entire scene - I couldn't hold onto it any longer. My back arched, and a massive, profound orgasm wracked my body. At the precise moment of its pinnacle, James spread my ass and buried himself in me. I almost blacked out, it was that good. The delicious shuddering subsided; a light, warm cream dripped down the back of my thighs, and I fell over onto the sofa. I looked up at James and smiled. "God, that was incredible!" I whispered. James's cock glistened in the shadows, still hard and throbbing. I looked down at it and purred, "Come over here." I turned over onto my back; James came from around behind the sofa and positioned himself near my head. I leaned backwards and took his cock into my mouth. It had a sweet taste to it; I sucked and savored it as it filled my mouth. James made a low groan as he slid in past my lips; I put my hand on his ass and pulled him even deeper into me, and that drove him wild. His tempo increased; he put his hand on my breast and squeezed my nipple. "That's it," he said. "Suck it, bitch." I sucked him hard, my tongue playing with the head of his prick. I wished he would talk even dirtier to me - I knew that that would really drive Daniel wild, hearing his wife being called names. James's orgasm came suddenly. He made one last, loud groan, pulled out of my mouth, and sprayed come over my face and chest. His cock was still hard when I leaned up and took it into my mouth one last time, licking his semen off and enjoying the final throes of his orgasm. * * * I woke up slowly; Daniel was on top of me, making slow, languorous love to me. I looked up at him and smiled. "Hi," I said. "What happened?" Daniel thrust into me, making me shudder. "You fell asleep. James left a few hours ago." He lifted my legs up and pushed deep inside me. "How was it?" "Unbelievable," I said. "How was it for you?" "It was," Daniel said, "more incredible than I'd dreamed it would be." I put my hands on his ass and pulled him deeper. "When do we get to do it again?" -- Story Submission: Newsgroup FAQ: Archive site: (Not pretty yet)