True Friendship Pt 2
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Sorry for the screw up, but part 3 was saved as part 4 and pt 4 ended up being deleted, so I am trying to rewrite again, as I had stated the facts the first time, having tried to be as concise as possible. I know I rushed the last one to get it out and I apologize for all those errors.
Going on the assumption that you have read the previous 3 parts of this story, you would be up-to-speed on why I am fucking my husband’s long time friend, Reef, and do so with hubby’s permission, and no, I do not cuck my husband.
To move this along, the whole premise of this arrangement we have struck, was that both Reef and I would get the sexual pleasure of hardcore sex as if newly married, and explore sex together, but without the issues of love. I loved my husband Bryce, but his E.D. keeps me from getting a hard dick entering me during our romantic times of lovemaking, which especially after a couple of raging orgasms the feel of a full cock inside of me makes me cum over and over. Reef very much loves his wife, but her being paralysed since giving birth to the twins almost 19 years before has made it difficult for him to stay faithful, but he had. His saying was; “If he could find the right person, she would have to understand, ‘It’s about having sex, not being in love!’
I had never had sex with a man that I didn’t love until now. Now, I love having sex with this man, but I don’t love him. There are times when it becomes very intimate and the cuddling and caressing becomes intense. It will be an area we will have to be vigilant about not allowing to get out of hand.
I have been to Reef’s house on the two following Fridays since my first sleep over. The first of these nights I got there earlier in the evening. There seemed to be certain times when we first got together that there was a feeling of awkwardness we had to work through. We both know why I was there and what was expected, but it just didn’t feel right to walk in the door, go upstairs, get naked and fuck. There had to be more. And we had to try to find that niche that does not bring us on a path of love. We want it to be lust.
I cum like a banshee when Reef fucks me and he holds it together for a while, but when he cums the first time, each time, it is explosive and I really don’t know any other way to explain it. I would describe it as painful except it feels so damn good and he makes me cum even harder when I feel his intense volatile ejaculations inside me.
On that night, after two of these massive orgasms, Reef admitted that he was done and apologized.
I told him not to worry and that I enjoyed myself and would definitely come there to get this again. I joked and referred to this night as an evening of a long quickie.
The following Friday was more like what I was expecting. The Reef, the guy I had been both taken tenderly in the bed and ravaged by on the kitchen table was back in form. He came three times before we fell asleep in bed and I was awakened being screwed by him for his fourth orgasm.
That following morning we woke up together and had an intimate time of sex that was all that my tired and sore pussy could handle. When Reef came to get me this time, it as if he knew I needed the tenderness. Rather than plow his cock into me like he often did when he came. He lay on top of me, pushing his dick into me and holding it there, pressing the lower thick part of his meaty cock against my clit, and that worked great.
Afterward, I got up and got dressed, having smartened up and began to bring an overnight bag, with essentials, like change of clothes, make up etc.
I wanted Bryce to love me still and I didn’t want to present myself to him when he came to get me, like the well worn whore, which I was feeling like.
Don’t get me wrong. The sex was amazing, but I was still not used to the idea of fucking someone because I was horny. That was something always reserved for the one I love, my husbands, the first one that went gay and Bryce the current husband who unfortunately can’t keep a hard on long enough to penetrate my pussy.
After getting home, I asked Bryce why I was struggling with this. He suggested that maybe Reef and I were being like a married couple and even though the sex is wild, it runs the same course and may feel predictable.
I wasn’t sure where Bryce was going with this when he asked me if I wanted to go over to Reef’s more often. I was floored by the possibly of him allowing me to go get laid more than one night a week. Before I could answer though, it seemed that Bryce did a 180 and asked if once a week was too much, too often?
I didn’t have answer to those questions as I had not thought about having more sex with Reef than we have now and once a week seemed right, at the moment.
Bryce once more answered his own question, “You guys need to make it less predictable. Now, I know you are very uncertain about what you are willing to experiment and try and you often will say no. When I persist and we then do the very thing you have objected to, and then you end up admitting that you enjoyed yourself, a lot. Maybe you need to loosen up and change up your act and allow Reef to explore sex with you? Let him be different and give him permission to try stuff?”
I listened intently and thought, ‘Fuck, why not?’ I commented out loud, “What can I do to make changes that won’t be too weird?”
Bryce told me that I needed to arrive at Reef’s dressed for sex, the moment we connect. He showed me a picture of an outfit in an ad, that he seen and wanted me to get. He said that I should wear it to Reef’s, under my rain slicker overcoat. It was a satin red baby doll outfit. The top was a vest that tied across the bust and the pantys were crotch-less red satin. The model in the ad was wearing red fingerless gloves with big bows tied on them.
No suspense here. Bryce bought it and I wore it over to my husband’s friend’s house so he would get more excited and experiment with me in our sexual escapades. That was the intention and it worked exactly as expected.
I couldn’t get the ties on the gloves and the bows just didn’t look right. I opted to keep the gloves off until I took the coat off. Then I could slip the gloves on and a quick wrap of the satin ties to keep it together, at least until we get started.
To say that Reef was extra horny that night would be an understatement. Usually, as stated earlier, once I first get there, and even though I am wearing sexy clothes and sexy lingerie underneath, there is a process of getting through the awkward stage. Then there is the “admire me in clothes” time and then the “Caryl strips” down to the sexy lingerie stage and then the removal of any clothing I am wearing that might hinder us from having hot and heavy sex.
The standard practice of nylons and heels being the only clothing to be left on and everything else had to go, seemed to work, but tonight I was breaking out.
I no sooner got the gloves on my hands and had no time to wrap the ties around my wrist. Reef put his arms around me and picked me up holding me by my ass, he carried me across to the kitchen table and sat me on it.
“So, sex is on the table again tonight?” I realized that after saying that, it may have come across as though I was complaining about doing it on the table, again.
“You like being a little kinky don’t you?” Reef queried.
I wasn’t sure how to answer, but he dd say something like that before. I wasn’t sure if I was kinky. I knew that what we were doing felt great, there were many new things I have experienced here with him, but kinky was not something I had mentally addressed before.
Kissing me with full force, Reef’s tongue drove deep into my mouth. He pushed me back onto the table and held me down with one hand while roughly fondling my breasts with his other hand. His passion tonight was ignited and this man was on fire. This was different. Reef was taking me, with force and I loved it.
“Close our eyes”, he ordered.
I did but my eyes would flicker open a little when I would hear something I wasn’t sure of. Besides, I figured this was like role play and we were just joking. I wasn’t taking it serious until he barked at me.
“Keep them closed, or I will have to blindfold you!”
Here was what Bryce was talking about, letting go.
“Maybe you should blindfold me, I’m having trouble being obedient,” I teased him.
In a matter of moments Reef was tying some soft material cloth around my head, covering my eyes.
“Now, put your hands up over your head.”
I did as he instructed. He lifted my hands and placed them where he wanted them. The he told me not to move my arms. I did my best to stay still and after a few more moments I could feel Reef crawling up on top of me. He pushed the teddy apart and began pawing at my boobs, occasionally grabbing one in a tight grip.
That was when I found out what the straps on the gloves were for. Reef had tied my hand to the table legs, just slack enough that I didn’t feel what he was doing.
I was burning with lust and wanted him now, but a rush of anxiety came over me as I realized I couldn’t move my arms or see. Even though my legs were not tied, I couldn’t get off the table, either.
The moment that I tried and failed to use my hands, Reef got off me and left the room for a moment and when he returned, his face went between my legs and began to voraciously tongue my pussy.
He did something I was not expecting and never even had considered doing. He took what I later found out to be, a flimsy egg flipper and slapped my exposed pussy. I felt the sting on the outer lips, but the rising burn of an exposed and spanked clit, made me scream out, “Oh god, yes!” I had shocked myself that I wanted the pain of having my pussy slapped again. Within a few moments I was begging for Reef to hit my cunt again and to do it harder. I was writhing in painful lust and wanted more.
When the slaps were almost unbearable Reef stopped and put his lips to y pussy and tenderly licked me, gradually increasing his tempo and cadence. Soon he was feverishly lapping at my open wet vagina. I was squirming around enjoying being eaten so mercilessly. There were times Reef had bit down on my clit that I screamed pain, but his immediate attention to calming that reaction through tender licking, suckling and kissing it and the surrounding pubic mound, combined in a collective sensation that sent shivers coursing through my body that I had never experienced before this.
This began a whole different way to orgasm, but definitely had the big “O” spasms and tremors. It was as though sailing on this wave of pleasure I wanted more of. And that was when Reef suddenly got up and left the room again.
This time he was gone for much longer. I can’t say for sure, because I had nothing to relate time to. The old saying that the silence was deafening seemed very appropriate. I was expecting him to return any moment, but the moments dragged on.
I was very much aware of two things, which were struggling for my top and immediate attention. First was that I wanted sex with Reef in a strong tangible way. My pussy was giving off mini orgasms as my body was anticipating more sex, and I really didn’t care in any way what kind of sex Reef and I had, whether oral, anal, vaginal and any combination he chose. I just really wanted him to choose something and do it!
Instead I heard the stillness of the old farm house, creaking and groaning, but nothing else. That brought about the other concern that my brain was trying to work out. I was absolutely helpless. Maybe if I was 15 to 20 years younger I might be able to do some gymnast move and flip myself around to get at the ties to the gloves. But I really couldn’t do it that age either, so I was resigning myself to be helpless and totally under Reef dominance.
As the time Reef was out of the room seemed to go on longer, I was imagining more time having been spent in this helpless situation and how helpless I really was. Another thought was what if something happened to Reef and he can’t get up or is u*********s. I would be stuck here, in this slutty baby doll set tied to a man’s kitchen table, where he eats his Frosted Flakes and fucks his sex girlfriend.
This is the time that panic loves to raise its head and whispering shit in your ear. But the thought that my husband is coming to get me, at a time that was prearranged before anyone else should be there, that was good. In some cases the husband finding his darling prudish wife tied up and blindfolded may cause some stressful times if they are not deeply honest with each other. That was one area that Bryce and I worked tirelessly to keep ourselves on the plus side. We talked.....and walked. But I learned and grew and I thank him for all....and I mean all he helped me to experience and encounter in this trip through the world of sex.
Suddenly a noise over by the door, I think. Then I hear something to my left. And it moves past my head to my right. Then I feel something being pressed against my cheek. It’s warm, and wet and slippery. Reef was rubbing his cock over my face, the more I moved to try to catch his cock in my mouth the more he moved away. If I did get it or came close to catching it, he would let me suck on it for a moment. Each time he put his dick in my mouth, he teased and rubbed my pussy and clit. I later realized that I was being taught to receive the reward, sucking his dick, also was connected my sucking his cock with the pleasures I received having my pussy felt up. But suddenly he was gone again and I am listening for any sounds that might help me to relate to, to when I might be able to hear him going, to hear him determine when he is returning to the kitchen.
I don’t know how many times we went through these two scenarios, always ending just when I am cringing at the dire desire to have sex, NOW, but Reef has just let the kitchen again.
I was a fucking basket case. Hornier now and in need of some cock to get me over that hump and into the rolling land of repeated orgasms, which I was blessed with having, once things got going. I was not used to this on and off again teasing and stopping, which I was enjoying, and yet at the same time, not even knowing if this guy is something I would or should be leery of as a rougher player is surfacing in Reef. The unknown can be so erotic, too.
I really hadn’t taken into account how Reef was dealing with this on and off again sex play. Even though the ball was technically still in his court, I think there was a constant fear that if he really overstepped his bounds I would kill him several ways.
When reef returned each time, he tried to sneak up on me and then make noise once near me. Once startled he would plunge his fingers in my pussy and savagely see-saw this fingers back and forth across my clit and deep into my wet and waiting pussy. If not that, Reef had slapped my tits or given my nipple a sharp bite.
But this time, as the sound continued to come toward me I felt what I thought was his hand touch my cheek. His body was near my head to my right. I figured he wanted some head and I was quite happy to be able to do this for him if it would get him to get me over this first hurdle.
I did eventually get fed Reef hard cock and when I began sucking on it he started to finger fuck me again. He would bring me to the edge to the precipice, but instead of carrying on through and allowing those contraction of cum overtake my body, he stopped fingering me and took his cock from my mouth and replaced it with his fingers that were just in my vagina. This was the first time I had ever tasted cunt juice, and as you know it was far from the last time too.
Okay, i thought and I sucked his fingers as if I expected cum to shoot out the tips. I licked them clean and then asked for more.
Reef had played his rough side to this end and he couldn’t control his desires to fuck me. In one motion I felt him mount the table and me, sliding his leg over top of my body and ended up face to face with me, with him mostly between my legs and he was getting ready to fuck missionary style. I would have said that until I met Reef I would have called it Caryl style, because it was all I had known.
Reef was in fine form tonight though. He managed to stave off his blasting my inner pussy with his orgasmic explosion, for a long time, allowing me to experience several smaller lead up orgasms. When Reef was ready to cum there was no mistaking it. His breathing got loud and labored. He started to make noises with each thrust sounding like a weight lifter in the gym with a steady cadence of grunts. The grunts got louder and the sound of his flesh slapping my flesh joined the rhythm of the grunts and thrusts. As Reef pounded on me with so much force he was knocking the air out of my lunges and I began exhaling large breaths all in tempo and until Reef pulled back and held his dick barely inside me there for just a moment.
I know that it was only a moment but that moment had legs and just kept on going. I felt like I had all the time I needed to prepare for the onslaught of cum that was poised to be forced up inside me that would blast my insides with powerful jets of Reef’s pent up cum.
I was not disappointed as with each thrust Reef pushed his penis as far as it would reach, just as another hot load of cum was jettisoned into me, and like before with each load of hot cum I received, my vagina contracted on Reef cock sucking and back-sucking the jizz from his balls.
I yelled and or cried as I came so powerfully myself. The only way to describe the sensations of this magnitude would be to say that it felt like someone had used my vagina as a twist tie. I was knotted and convulsed. I believe I even bitch-slapped Reef in the should and arm a few times as we convulsed together.
When Reef dismounted from me, he immediately untied my arms and I felt relief that this role play game was finally over, for now and Reef was being the nice guy that I have only known him to be before, not this rough sex dominant guy. There was a definite place in our future sexcapades for rough sex dom. guy, but not immediately.
As we sat and had a drink and joint, Reef admitted that he thought he may have gone too far. I said that he was taking me places I had never been before, but we did it right, I thought, but then I was a complete newbie. I admitted that before Reef I had never had sex on a table, let alone all the bondage, slapping, rough play and sex.
“Well, sometime I want to tie you up again, though,” Reef commented.
“Oh, you sound like you have a plan,” I asked?
“Sort of,” he said, “I still want to do, what I wanted to do to you earlier tonight, while you were still tied to the table. Maybe I’ll tell you about it later?”, and he dropped it there.
I was still having the occasional aftershock contraction that would send a shiver up my spine. We were both pretty relaxed together considering everything, like who we were before we met and the things we have done since we met. That was a stretch.
Reef went out to check the a****ls, and have a smoke. After the execution of his sexual prowess this evening, the man deserved at least that much.
I realized after a few minutes that I could feel wetness running down the insides of both my thighs and it was now dripping onto the backs of my calves. I got up to get some paper towels and took my glass to the sink. There was still a couple of mouthfuls left, so I picked up a bread stick to have with it.
I heard the side door open and then close, but nothing happened. Usually when Reef goes out the back door, and he comes in the same way he went out.
I stood motionless holding my wine glass in one hand and the bread stick in the other. I even stopped chewing because the crunching was loud. Still I heard nothing.
A movement out of the corner of my eye and I swung to my left and found myself standing about a dozen feet from a guy around my age, longish hair, slim, not attractive but not ugly either. His appearance improved greatly when he closed his mouth and stopped wide-eyed staring.
Then the big picture: I was in a man’s house and didn’t know his friends and had no authority to do anything, and here I was wearing this red satin baby doll top that had swung open when I turned and the side was held out of place by the nipple that was being fully exposed. The other side just hung loosely open and showed much of my other breast. My bottoms have had to things, crotch-less matching red satin panty and a whitish pearlescent creamy substance coating the insides of both legs and a new dollop of spunk was instantly appearing when any slid away.
“Hi, I’m Larry, a very good friend of Reef’s. It was my birthday party tonight and on the way home I saw Reef’s lights on and wanted to stop to ask Reef why he didn’t show up. Having seen you here, I know exactly why he didn’t come to my party. Hell, if I had someone like you at my place, I would have missed my own party,” this unexpected new person stated.
Wow, what an introduction. This was weird, very weird, but I liked the guy, sort of. At least I wasn’t freaked out by him, and he sure enjoyed me being there, in the situation I found myself in.
“Hey Larry. I guess you met Caryl?” Turning to me, “Caryl, this is my old buddy Larry.”
Looking back to Larry, “Look man, about your party, I ah,”
“Forget it”, Larry said, “I already told Caryl that if I had someone like her at my place I’d ditch my own party to stay home with her, too.”
In what seemed like a matter of moments Reef had explained the situation between him and I and I heard the words, ‘sex, not love’ and ‘once a week’. I thought, well pretty much summed it up.
This explanation along with the fact that I was still wearing the crotch-less pantys which had cum leaking all over them and down my legs and the matching red satin baby-dolls that with great effort I could manage to keep both nipples covered, barely.
t his buddy and shake his head, like you lucky S.O.B. Larry’s gaze then went to me, down my body over to the table, around to me and back to the table.
It didn’t take a university degree to know that 1. Reef and I had just, I mean just had sex, and 2. I was on the table when it happened to further that I then realized that when I threw the gloves off, they had landed at the head of the table with the straps having fallen over the end. Yes, they looked like they were still tied to the table.
The proverbial elephant in the room was the huge bulge in the front of Larry’s jeans. Larry was mega-horny and I was the obvious cure for horny.
Larry made a motion to Reef that I didn’t quite catch. Reef’s response was raised eyebrows and a shrug. Larry formed the words, “What do you think? Should I?”
I felt like I was not in the conversation and I wanted to be on the inside.
“I’m not sure what you guys are discussing, but my gut feeling is that all three of us are now horny and are wondering if a threesome would be possible” My eyes shifted from Reef to Larry. They both had an obvious hard on, and my frankness seemed to startle them. I picked up on the fact that as I said this they both nodded in agreement.
I continued on, “So, in my opinion a threesome is not only possible, but very, very likely now too.” I saw them look back at each other, and I said to Reef that is, if you don’t mind sharing me. Maybe I can be your birthday present to Larry?”
Reef never had a chance to answer before I asked Larry, “What would you like from me for your birthday present?”
The words had no sooner cleared my lips than I heard Larry say, “Blowjob. I want a blowjob for my birthday.”
I looked to Reef who nodded his agreement and my smile to Larry was enough encouragement for him to start to undo his pants.
I knelt before him and took his pants down allowing a nice long but thin penis to pop out of the top of his jockeys. I then pulled his underwear down and as he stepped out of them, I grabbed his dick and started to stroke him until he stopped moving around and I could get his cock in my mouth.
Here was another man who had gone a long time without a female companion to offload his seed into, therefore Larry climaxed within a few minutes. Larry blamed it on the way I was fondling his nuts that did it. As he was recuperating, Reef asked me to fondle his bag while sucking his cock.
Reef was nowhere near ready to shoot his load when Larry was hard again. I watched Larry stroking his cock. I was mesmerized watching him jerking off. I asked Reef to get on his back on the table, so I could climb up on him and while riding him and I could give Larry another birthday blowjob. I actually liked the taste of Larry’s cum and would take a mouthful from him without much coaxing.
Everyone shifted around quickly and soon I was riding Reef and sucking Larry’s long thin cock. Larry’s hard cock was the first one I ever swallowed all the way down my throat, and I could tell that he was enjoying me too.
Reef calls out, “hang on!” as he begins to raise his hips up to ram his fat hard cock up my pussy and as soon as he gets a rhythm he starts that jackhammer action that bangs my pussy so beautifully hard.
Reef was going at it and I knew from previous night that even though Reef is going right to town, he still is not ready to shoot. Larry had backed off to allow Reef his space to fuck my brains out, but then I felt my ass cheeks being spread. A moment later, Larry had finger in my ass. I was all set to bitch and complain, but I realized I liked that feeling.
Well saying I liked that feeling was a huge understatement compared to how much I enjoyed Larry shoving that long thin cock up my ass, while Reef was still ramming me with his penis like a piston repeatedly buried into my cunt from underneath me. Larry was very slow and decisive in his anal entry. Larry’s rhythm was to stick his cock into me in long hard shoves and then holding his dick in me for a moment or two.
They carried on this way until Larry started oowwwing and aahhhing and soon he emptied a second load into me, this time in my ass.
All the while, Reef was still going at my pussy. The sweat is beading up and rolling off his face but he is determined to share another load of his spunk with me and soon enough it happens.
The three of us slept in Reef’s bed and even though Reef wasn’t up for any more sex, Larry deposited a third, from behind me, albeit much smaller load, in my pussy as I cuddled into Reef.
The next morning as we all tried for another one, which Larry and I managed a new day’s orgasm, Reef seemed anxious and seemed distant as the two men put cocks and fingers in me anywhere they thought I might receive pleasure.
Afterwards I was still laying in the bed and I heard Reef telling Larry, as Larry about to leave, “So now you know Fridays are off limits and please don’t you be showing up like a lost horny little dog, late Friday nights, because you know Caryl is here and you might get laid.” I never heard a response and Reef never mentioned it.
I had plenty of time to get dressed and ready for Bryce to pick me up. Reef seemed like he wanted to say something but my husband’s car pulled up. I leaned over to give Reef a good-bye kiss and received a quick peck.
So that was where that adventure ends, but there is one other story that falls into place here. Let’s say Part 5, if you’d like?
Going on the assumption that you have read the previous 3 parts of this story, you would be up-to-speed on why I am fucking my husband’s long time friend, Reef, and do so with hubby’s permission, and no, I do not cuck my husband.
To move this along, the whole premise of this arrangement we have struck, was that both Reef and I would get the sexual pleasure of hardcore sex as if newly married, and explore sex together, but without the issues of love. I loved my husband Bryce, but his E.D. keeps me from getting a hard dick entering me during our romantic times of lovemaking, which especially after a couple of raging orgasms the feel of a full cock inside of me makes me cum over and over. Reef very much loves his wife, but her being paralysed since giving birth to the twins almost 19 years before has made it difficult for him to stay faithful, but he had. His saying was; “If he could find the right person, she would have to understand, ‘It’s about having sex, not being in love!’
I had never had sex with a man that I didn’t love until now. Now, I love having sex with this man, but I don’t love him. There are times when it becomes very intimate and the cuddling and caressing becomes intense. It will be an area we will have to be vigilant about not allowing to get out of hand.
I have been to Reef’s house on the two following Fridays since my first sleep over. The first of these nights I got there earlier in the evening. There seemed to be certain times when we first got together that there was a feeling of awkwardness we had to work through. We both know why I was there and what was expected, but it just didn’t feel right to walk in the door, go upstairs, get naked and fuck. There had to be more. And we had to try to find that niche that does not bring us on a path of love. We want it to be lust.
I cum like a banshee when Reef fucks me and he holds it together for a while, but when he cums the first time, each time, it is explosive and I really don’t know any other way to explain it. I would describe it as painful except it feels so damn good and he makes me cum even harder when I feel his intense volatile ejaculations inside me.
On that night, after two of these massive orgasms, Reef admitted that he was done and apologized.
I told him not to worry and that I enjoyed myself and would definitely come there to get this again. I joked and referred to this night as an evening of a long quickie.
The following Friday was more like what I was expecting. The Reef, the guy I had been both taken tenderly in the bed and ravaged by on the kitchen table was back in form. He came three times before we fell asleep in bed and I was awakened being screwed by him for his fourth orgasm.
That following morning we woke up together and had an intimate time of sex that was all that my tired and sore pussy could handle. When Reef came to get me this time, it as if he knew I needed the tenderness. Rather than plow his cock into me like he often did when he came. He lay on top of me, pushing his dick into me and holding it there, pressing the lower thick part of his meaty cock against my clit, and that worked great.
Afterward, I got up and got dressed, having smartened up and began to bring an overnight bag, with essentials, like change of clothes, make up etc.
I wanted Bryce to love me still and I didn’t want to present myself to him when he came to get me, like the well worn whore, which I was feeling like.
Don’t get me wrong. The sex was amazing, but I was still not used to the idea of fucking someone because I was horny. That was something always reserved for the one I love, my husbands, the first one that went gay and Bryce the current husband who unfortunately can’t keep a hard on long enough to penetrate my pussy.
After getting home, I asked Bryce why I was struggling with this. He suggested that maybe Reef and I were being like a married couple and even though the sex is wild, it runs the same course and may feel predictable.
I wasn’t sure where Bryce was going with this when he asked me if I wanted to go over to Reef’s more often. I was floored by the possibly of him allowing me to go get laid more than one night a week. Before I could answer though, it seemed that Bryce did a 180 and asked if once a week was too much, too often?
I didn’t have answer to those questions as I had not thought about having more sex with Reef than we have now and once a week seemed right, at the moment.
Bryce once more answered his own question, “You guys need to make it less predictable. Now, I know you are very uncertain about what you are willing to experiment and try and you often will say no. When I persist and we then do the very thing you have objected to, and then you end up admitting that you enjoyed yourself, a lot. Maybe you need to loosen up and change up your act and allow Reef to explore sex with you? Let him be different and give him permission to try stuff?”
I listened intently and thought, ‘Fuck, why not?’ I commented out loud, “What can I do to make changes that won’t be too weird?”
Bryce told me that I needed to arrive at Reef’s dressed for sex, the moment we connect. He showed me a picture of an outfit in an ad, that he seen and wanted me to get. He said that I should wear it to Reef’s, under my rain slicker overcoat. It was a satin red baby doll outfit. The top was a vest that tied across the bust and the pantys were crotch-less red satin. The model in the ad was wearing red fingerless gloves with big bows tied on them.
No suspense here. Bryce bought it and I wore it over to my husband’s friend’s house so he would get more excited and experiment with me in our sexual escapades. That was the intention and it worked exactly as expected.
I couldn’t get the ties on the gloves and the bows just didn’t look right. I opted to keep the gloves off until I took the coat off. Then I could slip the gloves on and a quick wrap of the satin ties to keep it together, at least until we get started.
To say that Reef was extra horny that night would be an understatement. Usually, as stated earlier, once I first get there, and even though I am wearing sexy clothes and sexy lingerie underneath, there is a process of getting through the awkward stage. Then there is the “admire me in clothes” time and then the “Caryl strips” down to the sexy lingerie stage and then the removal of any clothing I am wearing that might hinder us from having hot and heavy sex.
The standard practice of nylons and heels being the only clothing to be left on and everything else had to go, seemed to work, but tonight I was breaking out.
I no sooner got the gloves on my hands and had no time to wrap the ties around my wrist. Reef put his arms around me and picked me up holding me by my ass, he carried me across to the kitchen table and sat me on it.
“So, sex is on the table again tonight?” I realized that after saying that, it may have come across as though I was complaining about doing it on the table, again.
“You like being a little kinky don’t you?” Reef queried.
I wasn’t sure how to answer, but he dd say something like that before. I wasn’t sure if I was kinky. I knew that what we were doing felt great, there were many new things I have experienced here with him, but kinky was not something I had mentally addressed before.
Kissing me with full force, Reef’s tongue drove deep into my mouth. He pushed me back onto the table and held me down with one hand while roughly fondling my breasts with his other hand. His passion tonight was ignited and this man was on fire. This was different. Reef was taking me, with force and I loved it.
“Close our eyes”, he ordered.
I did but my eyes would flicker open a little when I would hear something I wasn’t sure of. Besides, I figured this was like role play and we were just joking. I wasn’t taking it serious until he barked at me.
“Keep them closed, or I will have to blindfold you!”
Here was what Bryce was talking about, letting go.
“Maybe you should blindfold me, I’m having trouble being obedient,” I teased him.
In a matter of moments Reef was tying some soft material cloth around my head, covering my eyes.
“Now, put your hands up over your head.”
I did as he instructed. He lifted my hands and placed them where he wanted them. The he told me not to move my arms. I did my best to stay still and after a few more moments I could feel Reef crawling up on top of me. He pushed the teddy apart and began pawing at my boobs, occasionally grabbing one in a tight grip.
That was when I found out what the straps on the gloves were for. Reef had tied my hand to the table legs, just slack enough that I didn’t feel what he was doing.
I was burning with lust and wanted him now, but a rush of anxiety came over me as I realized I couldn’t move my arms or see. Even though my legs were not tied, I couldn’t get off the table, either.
The moment that I tried and failed to use my hands, Reef got off me and left the room for a moment and when he returned, his face went between my legs and began to voraciously tongue my pussy.
He did something I was not expecting and never even had considered doing. He took what I later found out to be, a flimsy egg flipper and slapped my exposed pussy. I felt the sting on the outer lips, but the rising burn of an exposed and spanked clit, made me scream out, “Oh god, yes!” I had shocked myself that I wanted the pain of having my pussy slapped again. Within a few moments I was begging for Reef to hit my cunt again and to do it harder. I was writhing in painful lust and wanted more.
When the slaps were almost unbearable Reef stopped and put his lips to y pussy and tenderly licked me, gradually increasing his tempo and cadence. Soon he was feverishly lapping at my open wet vagina. I was squirming around enjoying being eaten so mercilessly. There were times Reef had bit down on my clit that I screamed pain, but his immediate attention to calming that reaction through tender licking, suckling and kissing it and the surrounding pubic mound, combined in a collective sensation that sent shivers coursing through my body that I had never experienced before this.
This began a whole different way to orgasm, but definitely had the big “O” spasms and tremors. It was as though sailing on this wave of pleasure I wanted more of. And that was when Reef suddenly got up and left the room again.
This time he was gone for much longer. I can’t say for sure, because I had nothing to relate time to. The old saying that the silence was deafening seemed very appropriate. I was expecting him to return any moment, but the moments dragged on.
I was very much aware of two things, which were struggling for my top and immediate attention. First was that I wanted sex with Reef in a strong tangible way. My pussy was giving off mini orgasms as my body was anticipating more sex, and I really didn’t care in any way what kind of sex Reef and I had, whether oral, anal, vaginal and any combination he chose. I just really wanted him to choose something and do it!
Instead I heard the stillness of the old farm house, creaking and groaning, but nothing else. That brought about the other concern that my brain was trying to work out. I was absolutely helpless. Maybe if I was 15 to 20 years younger I might be able to do some gymnast move and flip myself around to get at the ties to the gloves. But I really couldn’t do it that age either, so I was resigning myself to be helpless and totally under Reef dominance.
As the time Reef was out of the room seemed to go on longer, I was imagining more time having been spent in this helpless situation and how helpless I really was. Another thought was what if something happened to Reef and he can’t get up or is u*********s. I would be stuck here, in this slutty baby doll set tied to a man’s kitchen table, where he eats his Frosted Flakes and fucks his sex girlfriend.
This is the time that panic loves to raise its head and whispering shit in your ear. But the thought that my husband is coming to get me, at a time that was prearranged before anyone else should be there, that was good. In some cases the husband finding his darling prudish wife tied up and blindfolded may cause some stressful times if they are not deeply honest with each other. That was one area that Bryce and I worked tirelessly to keep ourselves on the plus side. We talked.....and walked. But I learned and grew and I thank him for all....and I mean all he helped me to experience and encounter in this trip through the world of sex.
Suddenly a noise over by the door, I think. Then I hear something to my left. And it moves past my head to my right. Then I feel something being pressed against my cheek. It’s warm, and wet and slippery. Reef was rubbing his cock over my face, the more I moved to try to catch his cock in my mouth the more he moved away. If I did get it or came close to catching it, he would let me suck on it for a moment. Each time he put his dick in my mouth, he teased and rubbed my pussy and clit. I later realized that I was being taught to receive the reward, sucking his dick, also was connected my sucking his cock with the pleasures I received having my pussy felt up. But suddenly he was gone again and I am listening for any sounds that might help me to relate to, to when I might be able to hear him going, to hear him determine when he is returning to the kitchen.
I don’t know how many times we went through these two scenarios, always ending just when I am cringing at the dire desire to have sex, NOW, but Reef has just let the kitchen again.
I was a fucking basket case. Hornier now and in need of some cock to get me over that hump and into the rolling land of repeated orgasms, which I was blessed with having, once things got going. I was not used to this on and off again teasing and stopping, which I was enjoying, and yet at the same time, not even knowing if this guy is something I would or should be leery of as a rougher player is surfacing in Reef. The unknown can be so erotic, too.
I really hadn’t taken into account how Reef was dealing with this on and off again sex play. Even though the ball was technically still in his court, I think there was a constant fear that if he really overstepped his bounds I would kill him several ways.
When reef returned each time, he tried to sneak up on me and then make noise once near me. Once startled he would plunge his fingers in my pussy and savagely see-saw this fingers back and forth across my clit and deep into my wet and waiting pussy. If not that, Reef had slapped my tits or given my nipple a sharp bite.
But this time, as the sound continued to come toward me I felt what I thought was his hand touch my cheek. His body was near my head to my right. I figured he wanted some head and I was quite happy to be able to do this for him if it would get him to get me over this first hurdle.
I did eventually get fed Reef hard cock and when I began sucking on it he started to finger fuck me again. He would bring me to the edge to the precipice, but instead of carrying on through and allowing those contraction of cum overtake my body, he stopped fingering me and took his cock from my mouth and replaced it with his fingers that were just in my vagina. This was the first time I had ever tasted cunt juice, and as you know it was far from the last time too.
Okay, i thought and I sucked his fingers as if I expected cum to shoot out the tips. I licked them clean and then asked for more.
Reef had played his rough side to this end and he couldn’t control his desires to fuck me. In one motion I felt him mount the table and me, sliding his leg over top of my body and ended up face to face with me, with him mostly between my legs and he was getting ready to fuck missionary style. I would have said that until I met Reef I would have called it Caryl style, because it was all I had known.
Reef was in fine form tonight though. He managed to stave off his blasting my inner pussy with his orgasmic explosion, for a long time, allowing me to experience several smaller lead up orgasms. When Reef was ready to cum there was no mistaking it. His breathing got loud and labored. He started to make noises with each thrust sounding like a weight lifter in the gym with a steady cadence of grunts. The grunts got louder and the sound of his flesh slapping my flesh joined the rhythm of the grunts and thrusts. As Reef pounded on me with so much force he was knocking the air out of my lunges and I began exhaling large breaths all in tempo and until Reef pulled back and held his dick barely inside me there for just a moment.
I know that it was only a moment but that moment had legs and just kept on going. I felt like I had all the time I needed to prepare for the onslaught of cum that was poised to be forced up inside me that would blast my insides with powerful jets of Reef’s pent up cum.
I was not disappointed as with each thrust Reef pushed his penis as far as it would reach, just as another hot load of cum was jettisoned into me, and like before with each load of hot cum I received, my vagina contracted on Reef cock sucking and back-sucking the jizz from his balls.
I yelled and or cried as I came so powerfully myself. The only way to describe the sensations of this magnitude would be to say that it felt like someone had used my vagina as a twist tie. I was knotted and convulsed. I believe I even bitch-slapped Reef in the should and arm a few times as we convulsed together.
When Reef dismounted from me, he immediately untied my arms and I felt relief that this role play game was finally over, for now and Reef was being the nice guy that I have only known him to be before, not this rough sex dominant guy. There was a definite place in our future sexcapades for rough sex dom. guy, but not immediately.
As we sat and had a drink and joint, Reef admitted that he thought he may have gone too far. I said that he was taking me places I had never been before, but we did it right, I thought, but then I was a complete newbie. I admitted that before Reef I had never had sex on a table, let alone all the bondage, slapping, rough play and sex.
“Well, sometime I want to tie you up again, though,” Reef commented.
“Oh, you sound like you have a plan,” I asked?
“Sort of,” he said, “I still want to do, what I wanted to do to you earlier tonight, while you were still tied to the table. Maybe I’ll tell you about it later?”, and he dropped it there.
I was still having the occasional aftershock contraction that would send a shiver up my spine. We were both pretty relaxed together considering everything, like who we were before we met and the things we have done since we met. That was a stretch.
Reef went out to check the a****ls, and have a smoke. After the execution of his sexual prowess this evening, the man deserved at least that much.
I realized after a few minutes that I could feel wetness running down the insides of both my thighs and it was now dripping onto the backs of my calves. I got up to get some paper towels and took my glass to the sink. There was still a couple of mouthfuls left, so I picked up a bread stick to have with it.
I heard the side door open and then close, but nothing happened. Usually when Reef goes out the back door, and he comes in the same way he went out.
I stood motionless holding my wine glass in one hand and the bread stick in the other. I even stopped chewing because the crunching was loud. Still I heard nothing.
A movement out of the corner of my eye and I swung to my left and found myself standing about a dozen feet from a guy around my age, longish hair, slim, not attractive but not ugly either. His appearance improved greatly when he closed his mouth and stopped wide-eyed staring.
Then the big picture: I was in a man’s house and didn’t know his friends and had no authority to do anything, and here I was wearing this red satin baby doll top that had swung open when I turned and the side was held out of place by the nipple that was being fully exposed. The other side just hung loosely open and showed much of my other breast. My bottoms have had to things, crotch-less matching red satin panty and a whitish pearlescent creamy substance coating the insides of both legs and a new dollop of spunk was instantly appearing when any slid away.
“Hi, I’m Larry, a very good friend of Reef’s. It was my birthday party tonight and on the way home I saw Reef’s lights on and wanted to stop to ask Reef why he didn’t show up. Having seen you here, I know exactly why he didn’t come to my party. Hell, if I had someone like you at my place, I would have missed my own party,” this unexpected new person stated.
Wow, what an introduction. This was weird, very weird, but I liked the guy, sort of. At least I wasn’t freaked out by him, and he sure enjoyed me being there, in the situation I found myself in.
“Hey Larry. I guess you met Caryl?” Turning to me, “Caryl, this is my old buddy Larry.”
Looking back to Larry, “Look man, about your party, I ah,”
“Forget it”, Larry said, “I already told Caryl that if I had someone like her at my place I’d ditch my own party to stay home with her, too.”
In what seemed like a matter of moments Reef had explained the situation between him and I and I heard the words, ‘sex, not love’ and ‘once a week’. I thought, well pretty much summed it up.
This explanation along with the fact that I was still wearing the crotch-less pantys which had cum leaking all over them and down my legs and the matching red satin baby-dolls that with great effort I could manage to keep both nipples covered, barely.
t his buddy and shake his head, like you lucky S.O.B. Larry’s gaze then went to me, down my body over to the table, around to me and back to the table.
It didn’t take a university degree to know that 1. Reef and I had just, I mean just had sex, and 2. I was on the table when it happened to further that I then realized that when I threw the gloves off, they had landed at the head of the table with the straps having fallen over the end. Yes, they looked like they were still tied to the table.
The proverbial elephant in the room was the huge bulge in the front of Larry’s jeans. Larry was mega-horny and I was the obvious cure for horny.
Larry made a motion to Reef that I didn’t quite catch. Reef’s response was raised eyebrows and a shrug. Larry formed the words, “What do you think? Should I?”
I felt like I was not in the conversation and I wanted to be on the inside.
“I’m not sure what you guys are discussing, but my gut feeling is that all three of us are now horny and are wondering if a threesome would be possible” My eyes shifted from Reef to Larry. They both had an obvious hard on, and my frankness seemed to startle them. I picked up on the fact that as I said this they both nodded in agreement.
I continued on, “So, in my opinion a threesome is not only possible, but very, very likely now too.” I saw them look back at each other, and I said to Reef that is, if you don’t mind sharing me. Maybe I can be your birthday present to Larry?”
Reef never had a chance to answer before I asked Larry, “What would you like from me for your birthday present?”
The words had no sooner cleared my lips than I heard Larry say, “Blowjob. I want a blowjob for my birthday.”
I looked to Reef who nodded his agreement and my smile to Larry was enough encouragement for him to start to undo his pants.
I knelt before him and took his pants down allowing a nice long but thin penis to pop out of the top of his jockeys. I then pulled his underwear down and as he stepped out of them, I grabbed his dick and started to stroke him until he stopped moving around and I could get his cock in my mouth.
Here was another man who had gone a long time without a female companion to offload his seed into, therefore Larry climaxed within a few minutes. Larry blamed it on the way I was fondling his nuts that did it. As he was recuperating, Reef asked me to fondle his bag while sucking his cock.
Reef was nowhere near ready to shoot his load when Larry was hard again. I watched Larry stroking his cock. I was mesmerized watching him jerking off. I asked Reef to get on his back on the table, so I could climb up on him and while riding him and I could give Larry another birthday blowjob. I actually liked the taste of Larry’s cum and would take a mouthful from him without much coaxing.
Everyone shifted around quickly and soon I was riding Reef and sucking Larry’s long thin cock. Larry’s hard cock was the first one I ever swallowed all the way down my throat, and I could tell that he was enjoying me too.
Reef calls out, “hang on!” as he begins to raise his hips up to ram his fat hard cock up my pussy and as soon as he gets a rhythm he starts that jackhammer action that bangs my pussy so beautifully hard.
Reef was going at it and I knew from previous night that even though Reef is going right to town, he still is not ready to shoot. Larry had backed off to allow Reef his space to fuck my brains out, but then I felt my ass cheeks being spread. A moment later, Larry had finger in my ass. I was all set to bitch and complain, but I realized I liked that feeling.
Well saying I liked that feeling was a huge understatement compared to how much I enjoyed Larry shoving that long thin cock up my ass, while Reef was still ramming me with his penis like a piston repeatedly buried into my cunt from underneath me. Larry was very slow and decisive in his anal entry. Larry’s rhythm was to stick his cock into me in long hard shoves and then holding his dick in me for a moment or two.
They carried on this way until Larry started oowwwing and aahhhing and soon he emptied a second load into me, this time in my ass.
All the while, Reef was still going at my pussy. The sweat is beading up and rolling off his face but he is determined to share another load of his spunk with me and soon enough it happens.
The three of us slept in Reef’s bed and even though Reef wasn’t up for any more sex, Larry deposited a third, from behind me, albeit much smaller load, in my pussy as I cuddled into Reef.
The next morning as we all tried for another one, which Larry and I managed a new day’s orgasm, Reef seemed anxious and seemed distant as the two men put cocks and fingers in me anywhere they thought I might receive pleasure.
Afterwards I was still laying in the bed and I heard Reef telling Larry, as Larry about to leave, “So now you know Fridays are off limits and please don’t you be showing up like a lost horny little dog, late Friday nights, because you know Caryl is here and you might get laid.” I never heard a response and Reef never mentioned it.
I had plenty of time to get dressed and ready for Bryce to pick me up. Reef seemed like he wanted to say something but my husband’s car pulled up. I leaned over to give Reef a good-bye kiss and received a quick peck.
So that was where that adventure ends, but there is one other story that falls into place here. Let’s say Part 5, if you’d like?
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