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Subject: {ASSM} Better Than Before by juanwildone (mf MF voy)
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This was has a littel bit of voyuerism, a couple of horny
teenagers, and a old married couple that that finds the missing
spark. (mf, MF, voy)
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Better Than Before by juanwildone
Charlie thundered down the stairs and headed straight for the
kitchen.
A chorus of "hi Charlie's'" was quickly acknowledged.
"Anyone seen Mike?"
"No, I haven't seen him. Why don't you join us, c'mon, sit
down."
The 'us' was what Charlie referred to as the coven, a mixture of
female relatives and neighbors that had long hounded Charlie
about her tom-boy ways. Every year during the Superbowl they sat
in here talking while the men, and Charlie, watched the game.
It was Charlie's older sister Jen who discouraged Charlie from
sitting. "I don't think Charlie would want to sit with a bunch of
girls. Besides we were just about to talk about sex and I for
one, wouldn't want the responsibility of scarring Charlie for
life."
Kim, Charlie's sister-in-law, came to Charlie's defense. "Don't
listen to her Charlie. C'mon and sit down. Patty was about to
spill the goods." Kim smirked as she looked toward Charlie's Aunt
Pat.
"I was just about to give my annual state of the marriage report
Charlene (Aunt Pat was one of the few people who refused to call
her Charlie.) Actually, I think you'll find the story
particularly interesting." Aunt Patty was married to Charlie's
mothers' brother, aka Uncle George. Their marriage had been rocky
for years and just a short while back they had seemed to be a
ready to call the lawyers and divorce. However, all evidence now
pointed to a strong marriage and a very affectionate couple.
Charlie pulled a chair around and straddled it leaning over the
back. Jen just shook her head. "Charming as always." Charlie
glared at her.
Donna chuckled, "Doesn't this ever stop? You two really are
amazing."
"Charlene has always been a tomboy.' Patty replied. "But there's
no mistaking that she is filling out into a gorgeous young
woman." Charlie blushed, but the truth was plain for all to see.
Charlie was definitely filling out, the formerly 'skinny tall'
girl was becoming a statuesque beauty.
"Woman! HA! She's never even had a boyfriend. The closest she's
ever gotten to a guy is Mikey. They've been a couple since we
moved in, a couple of idiots. All they ever do is fight, play
sports, argue, play sports, fight, argue, watch sports, fight
argue talk sports."
"Jennifer please, I think we get the picture. Go on Pat."
Pat looked over at Charlie and smiled. "Okay. Well as you all
know last year George and I were about to call it quits. The
marriage wasn't just dead in the water; it was going down for the
third time. We hadn't had sex in quite a while, hell, by then we
were hardly talking to each other. This was over Thanksgiving
weekend and I didn't think we'd make it to Christmas.
"The men folk had settled in to watch some football; most of the
women had gone off to shop except for Charlene and myself. I just
didn't feel like being grilled about George. The men were
watching the game and Charlene and I were keeping them fed. Right
before kick-off, a handsome young man joined us. Charlene seemed
very happy to see him and I was re-introduced to Michael.
"We're watching the game and I notice that Charlene is trying to
talk to Michael about something but he's busy with the game,
pretty much ignoring her. So she gets up to see if anyone wants
refreshments. I noticed that she's standing in such a way that
her butt is sticking right in Michael's face. And I see Michael
looking while trying not to look like he's looking. She gets some
drinks and serves everyone except Michael. Then I noticed that
the top two buttons of her blouse were undone, I couldn't see
anything from my angle, but I'm sure that Michael was getting an
eyeful as she leaned over in front of him."
Charlie looked at her aunt in horror. "Aunt Pat, you shouldn't be
talking about this. I'm not going to sit here and listen to
this." Charlie began to stand up.
"Sit down 'Charlie.' Believe me, we've all been there. We've all
had our turn in the hot seat, this is yours."
"Why me? What did I do?"
"You know exactly what you did," Pat looked her right in the
eyes.
Charlie blushed deeply. "Oh my God. Aunt Pat, please."
" Now, as I was saying..." Aunt Pat stared Charlie down into her
chair.
"Charlie's clearing teasing Michael, then she stops and sits down
to watch the game. She's arranged her blouse so we see nothing
unusual but poor Michael, evidently he's seeing plenty. Then she
goes to get some snacks and brings them out on a tray, I notice
that her skirt seems different. I realize she's rolled it up in
back so that it's at mid thigh when she's standing. When she
bends over to serve the men, well no big deal we can't see
anything. Oh but poor Michael he's seeing plenty. She keeps
positioning herself and bending over in such a way the he must be
just about looking right at her ass."
"Aunt Patty."
"Wow. My sister - the cockteaser." The collective gasps around
the table indicated Jennifer had overstepped the boundary. "Oh,
did I say cockteaser, I meant flirt."
"Shut up Jen," Charlie spat out.
"Girls, stop it both of you!"
"Alright. Charlie is serving George and she's wiggling her butt
right in Michael's face. I mean her butt couldn't have been much
more than a foot away from him. I thought it was quite a show,
but it turns out that the real show hadn't really started yet.
She puts the tray down and sits on the arm of Michael's chair
with her back to the rest of us. They're sitting like that for
awhile, and I'm just about to lose interest when I she Charlie
bolt upright. Now when she sat on the arm of the chair she had
put an arm up behind Michael's head for balance. I turned a
little to see better and realized that her arms were basically
immobilized. I could barely see Michael but I didn't have to
imagine much to know where his hand was."
Kim looked at Charlie. "Charlie, don't tell me you were letting
Michael feel you up while watching football?" The smile on Kim's
face indicated that she though this was damn sexy. "I wish I
could get that kind of action from your brother during a game. I
think I'd have to strip naked, and even then I'm not so sure."
"He wasn't feeling me up. He...he wasn't touching anything."
Pat smiled. "As I was saying...a big play happens and as Michael
leans forward Charlie gets free and runs to the kitchen. Michael
gets up after the replays are finished and says he'll give her a
hand. So he follows her into the kitchen. Couple of minutes later
I hear a 'Michael!' and a couple of seconds later Michael is
bursting through the doors and sitting back down, he seems to be
stuffing something in his pocket. A couple of minutes go by and
Charlie pokes her head out of the kitchen and asks Michael to
come in and help her. He declines and they go back and forth,
neither budging. Finally he says to her come out here for the
next series of downs then he'll go back in and help her out. She
comes out and I notice that the skirt is not rolled up anymore.
Now it's about as low as it can go and when Charlie sits I see
that she has her knees clamped tightly together.
"And I realized that Michael must have removed her panties while
in the kitchen. Then Charlie is practically sitting in Michael's
lap. I can just see that she is slowly squirming her hips around
and seems to be rubbing him. Now it's Michael trying to get her
to stop. I assume her intention is to leave poor Michael caught
between a rock and a hard place. She stands up suddenly, whispers
something in Michael's ear and walks into the kitchen.
"Oh my God. I must be having a nightmare. Patty, Aunt Pat, please
don't." Charlie looked from woman to woman for help none was
offered.
"Michael is quiet for a moment then slowly stands turning away
from everyone. I could see that he was trying to adjust his
trousers. Then he also went into the kitchen. And it was very
quiet in there. I stood up and moved over to the door and slowly
pushed it open.
"Please Aunt Pat please."
"Charlie was right where you're sitting Jen. Only she wasn't
sitting she was kneeling on the bench. Her skirt was flipped up
and Michael was behind her with his shorts around his ankles -
pumping away for all he was worth. One of Charlie's arms was
resting on the tabletop the other one was out of sight. I knew I
should have turned away, but I couldn't. "
Jen's mouth fell open in utter speechlessness.
Pat lifted her gaze and paused for a moment. "You want to know
what's funny. Until that moment I had never seen two people have
sex in real life. Even in college I had heard people having sex
but never seen it. I was transfixed to that spot - I couldn't
move." She looked over at Charlie who looked back at her in
complete and utter shock. Pat took a deep breath and continued.
"I could tell by her movements that Charlie must be getting
close. Then she arched up and shivered violently. Michael was
thrusting into Charlie for all he was worth and started to jerk
his hips. I must say Charlie that boy certainly has a fine ass.
Then he came - I saw his butt clench 4 or 5 times - and he
started to slow his thrusting. He was lightly rubbing Charlie's
hips and thighs then he pulled back. Because I was behind him I
couldn't really see his cock. But I could see Charlie. I know
what a freshly fucked pussy feels like, but seeing one was
incredible. Even from across the kitchen I could see her thighs
glistening with her juices and a slight trickle of semen from
her. She was still stretched open. Michael pulled her upright to
hold her in his arms and kiss her neck it was really very sweet.
He whispered something in her ear, she nodded and they walked out
the back door.
"I walked across the kitchen to where they had been. I could
smell their passion. There were a number of cum splatters on the
floor and cushion I wiped them up. My body was on fire. I was as
horny as I'd ever been. I wanted sex - I needed to be fucked. I
returned to the other room and went right to George and told him
that I needed to see him upstairs in the bedroom right away. He
followed me up. Once inside I closed that door and locked it. I
was shaking.
"George noticed and asked if I was OK or if I was sick. I told
him I was not OK and yes I was sick. I was sick of our situation.
I could tell he was upset. You know what's funny? I can remember
every detail of that moment as if I was watching a video ofit."
Pat began to describe the events as she relieved every moment.
George looked shaken and quite contrite. "Pat. How many times can
I say I'm sorry? I was a fool. It was a terrible mistake. But I
can't go back and change it. I fucked up. What do you want?"
"Sex George. I want sex. I need sex. Now."
"What!? You haven't hardly let me see you naked let alone touch
you and all of a sudden you want me to make love to you? What's
going on, is this some kind of trick?"
"George I don't want to have another argument I just want sex. I
don't want you to make love to me. I want sex. I need sex.
Goddamn it George I want to be fucked." Pat slipped out of her
skirt and began to unbutton her blouse.
"I've never heard you talk like this. This is crazy." George
stared at his now naked wife.
"Damn you George. I am not going to beg you to do this. If you
won't do it - I'll go door to door until I find a man who will."
Pat stood defiantly with her hands on her hips, eyes blazing with
anger and lust.
"Like hell you will." George shed his clothes in seconds. As he
pushed Pat onto the bed, his cock was already hard. Pat looked at
it and reached up wrapping her hand around it, she bit her lower
lip.
"Alright - I'll fuck you?" George pushed his hand between her
thighs and slid a finger into her pussy. A gasp escaped her mouth
and she swallowed. George pulled her knees apart and settled in
between her legs. His cock found her heat and her thrust forward
into her. She was wet and tight. She struggled for a moment and
George pushed deeper bottoming out with a loud grunt. George
pined her arms to the bed and began to pump slowly and deeply.
Pat was surprised by the suddenness of his moving between her
legs. The pressure of his cock at the entrance of her pussy was a
delightful reminder of times past but that feeling was swept away
when he plunged deeply and deliberately into her. A flicker of
pain followed the shock of being forced to accommodate a cock,
which hadn't been there for almost a year. But that discomfort
quickly disappeared and a feeling of tremendously satisfying
fullness replaced it. 'Oh God, this feels so good.'
George was pumping frantically away when Pat felt her orgasm
approaching. She felt George thrusting harder and faster. The
impact of his pubic bone on her pussy was sending shockwaves of
pleasures straight to her clit.
George felt the bucking hips that signaled Pat was getting close.
He was surprised at the quickness with which she was there. God
it felt good to be inside her again. Pat's bucking lost its
rhythm, she was starting to cum. George looked down at her. Her
eyes were clenched shut. "Open your eyes. Look at me. Patricia.
Look at me Patricia."
Pat was so close 'Oh God, oh God.' The image of Charlie and
Michael was replaying in her mind. Someone was calling her name.
Her orgasm arrived with a tremendous spasm shaking her entire
body. Her eyes were now wide open. But she was aware of nothing
but wave after wave of intense pleasure. A molten heat rippled
out from her core. She heard great gasps of air, screaming and
moaning.
George felt Pat begin to spasm in orgasm. He was surprised at the
physical intensity of it. In fact the hard spasm of Pat's cunt
increased the friction of their coupling setting off his orgasm.
He felt his cock throb with each ejaculation. A new series of
spasms was felt and a second orgasm was triggered. . He looked
into her unseeing eyes as waves of passion rocked her. Thoroughly
spent he lowered himself slowly onto her."
Pat opened her eyes gazing at the women seated around thetable.
"We had sex, great sex actually, and then just lay there for
awhile. Then I turned to look at him and I saw tears. I asked him
if he was OK and he shook his head. He just looked at me with
tears streaming down. I knew then that he was truly sorry. And I
began to feel the anger and the hurt of the last year began to
ease. I stroked his cheek and told him that we would get through
this." Pat paused for a moment. "George had been involved with a
woman at his office, a married woman. I found out about it over a
year ago. That's why we were having problems. We just couldn't
talk about it, or wouldn't talk about it. I had cut him off. We
hadn't had sex since I found out. I was so angry that I could
barely stand to be near him."
Pat smiled at Charlie. "Seeing you and Michael together - well it
was very therapeutic I guess. When we were younger George and I
would often teased each other into a near frenzy. Seeing you two
helped me to remember the good parts of our relationship. Anyway
after we had made...hell, after George fucked me we started to
talk. Actually, I asked questions and George answered. I began to
see our marriage more clearly, it wasn't perfect, but it was
actually pretty good."
"Then George asked if there was anything he could do to help me
know how much he loved me. I told him to tell me everything about
the affair - everything. He did. I went down the list of sex acts
asking if they had done this or that. He quietly replied yes or
no to every question. It was all pretty standard stuff except for
one thing. It turns out that the woman he was involved with
really liked anal sex."
"Now I don't know about any of you but I had never done it. Not
once. I asked George if he enjoyed it. He said he did. Then he
said that she told him that she had never done it with her
husband because he thought it was dirty. So for her it was
something special just for her, her affairs were her opportunity
to do things her husband wouldn't. And I had an epiphany of
sorts, I realized how often I told George "No" when we were
together. I had been saying "No" to him a lot, especially in the
bedroom.
So I asked George if he had anal sex before the affair and he
said no. 'But you enjoyed it'. He said 'Yeah, I did."
"We were quiet for a while. Then I got up on all fours with my
ass facing him. 'Is this what you want? Is this what it takes to
get your attention?' I asked and I wiggled my butt. He smiled at
me and said quit fooling around. I told him I wasn't fooling and
asked him again, I asked him if he wanted my virgin ass?"
"Oh my God you didn't!" The expression of Kim's face underscored
her amazement.
"Oh my God I did. I looked at George and said this is a one-time
offer. You may never get another shot at it. C'mon big boy show
me what ya got."
Pat drifted back and forth between her recounting of and her
remembrance of that incredible afternoon.
"You sure about this babe?"
"Yes."
"Okay. On your back woman I've got to get you good and ready
first."
"George went down on me doing big figure eighths from my clit to
my ass, I was getting pretty turned on when he slipped a finger
inside me, got it good and gooey and then pushed it up against my
rectum. In it went and I actually found that it wasn't an
unpleasant experience. A second finger joined with the first. It
took me a couple of minutes to get comfortable with two fingers.
Then there were three. He was rotating them around stretching me
open.
"The he had me hold my knees up and I felt a pressure on my ass.
I felt my ass yield to him. It was starting to hurt and I told
him. He told to breathe deeply and try to push against him like I
was on the toilet. I felt my ass push out and around his cockhead
and pull him in. The feeling of fullness was incredible, very
uncomfortable, but incredible. We stayed that way for a couple of
minutes while he whispered obscene endearments into my ear. I was
"so hot, so sexy, whorish, his slut, his cunt" and as my rectal
muscles relaxed drawing him deeper inside. I was whimpering and
moaning, in absolute pleasure and pain."
As Pat paused to sip her wine she glanced around the table into
glazed eyes. "This next part is going to get very explicit with
regard to fantasies and desires that I know you have all had. So
brace yourselves." Heads nodded and Pat couldn't help but notice
that not one of the women had both hands in plain view. "Now,
where was I? Oh yes, flat on my back with George's cock up my
ass. Had I mentioned that he told me to rub my clit? Well he did
and I was. He kept talking dirty..."
"You want to be fucked in the ass, don't you? [yes] You need to
be fucked in the ass, don't you? [yes] You've needed this for
quite a long time, haven't you? [yes] You're so desparate for
cock right now you'd do anything, wouldn't you? [yes] Yeah, you'd
do whatever you had to for some cock, wouldn't you? [yes]"
"I should add that everytime he was asking a question he was
pulling his cock out of me. Everytime I answered he pushed back
inside me. He started to quicken the pace and it became a joined
chant, "You need cock. [yes] You want cock. [yes]" I could feel
this huge orgasm building inside me. "You need cock. [yes] You
want cock. [yes]" My body started to spasm, I was right on the
edge. He fucked me even faster and I was so close but couldn't
finish, "You need cock. [yes] You want cock.[yes] Cock. Cock.
COCK. [YES] Any cock. Every cock. Friends cocks. Co-workers
cocks. Strange cocks! [YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS] I came so hard that I
passed out."
When I came to, George was holding me. Whispering how much he
loved me, needed me, missed me. I asked him if we could go home
early to spend some private time together. He agreed and so we
packed up and left. And the marriage is good and the sex is
unbelievable - better than before - much better then before."
There was a collective exhalation as chests heaved. None of the
women would ever admit to an orgasm, but there was little doubt
that a couple had been experienced. The air was thick with
arousal. It was quiet for quite a while. Then Jennifer looked
over at her sister.
"Well - well - well. Charlie it seems like you have a story you
need to share. Good thing Mom wasn't here to hear about you and
Michael. She would've had a fit. How long have the two of you
been doing the horizontal hula?"
"You remember when I blew out my knee at the end of basketball
season and had the surgery?"
"That's almost two years ago? Mom must really be slipping. I
can't believe she doesn't know."
Charlie smiled, "She knows. She told me that if I was sure that
Michael was the one, she'd arrange for her and dad to have a
weekend away."
"What?!"
"It's a long story - I doubt that you'd be interested."
"Everything Charlie. We want to hear everything."
"Okay." And as Charlie looked each woman in the eye she felt a
bonding and sisterhood that she had never before experience.
"Well after the surgery I needed a lot of physical therapy if I
wanted to be able to play the next season. Insurance would only
cover so much so I needed someone to work with me on the other
days. Naturally Michael was available, so..."
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