A Wanton Woman Page 7

  I quickly came to the precipice. My balls were aching to explode, but my mind wanted to prolong my state of uber-stimulation, so I pulled out of Mai. I lay down on the bed on my back and Mai quickly climbed up between my legs. She knew exactly how to play me. She sucked me slowly and gently, keeping me on the ragged edge.

  Bill apparently decided he didn’t care who won the pussy-eating contest. He pulled Crystal up higher on the bed next to me and climbed on top of her. The way they kissed as he entered her told me that they had become very comfortable with each other.

  Mai stopped sucking me. She held my cock and squeezed rhythmically as we both watched Bill and Crystal.

  Crystal clearly was enjoying herself, but I didn’t get the sense that she had the same genuine, primal response to him that Karen had. Even though she was very young, Crystal had had a lot of experience making men believe what they wanted to believe. She gave every appearance of being multi-orgasmic with Bill, but I couldn’t be sure she wasn’t faking it for him. But, genuine or not, her responses to him were incredibly stimulating to me…and apparently to Mai as well. She seemed mesmerized as she climbed on top of me, never taking her eyes off of them.

  Mai loves to fuck. If she is attracted to a man, she literally will spend hours sucking and fucking him every which way he wants. If he cums in her mouth, she swallows. If he cums in her pussy, she licks him clean. Either way, she slowly sucks him until he is hard again, and then she gives him more.

  But no matter how long a session lasts, and no matter who the man is, Mai will cum only one time, and in one position…cowgirl. When she is ready, she will place her hands on his chest and grind her clit against the base of his cock by moving her hips rapidly back and forth much like a child rides a rocking horse. If he is able to hang on long enough, she will reward him with a sweaty, red-faced, head-shaking, nipple-squeezing, shuddering orgasm that leaves her collapsed on his chest.

  After having been with her for so many years, I had mastered the technique of self-control until Mai was ready to cum, and then we almost always came together. From what I had seen, Bill had mastered the technique as well.

  But tonight, with Crystal riding Bill’s cock right next to me, I was having trouble maintaining control. Fortunately, Mai was so engrossed in watching them, that her movements were languid, almost as if she were absent-mindedly masturbating with my cock while she watched a porn video. So, I was able to hang on, but only by a thread.

  Bill, on the other hand, had already cum once with Karen, so he had less difficulty maintaining his self-control while Crystal rode him with enthusiasm…at least until Mai decided to lend a hand. While keeping herself impaled on my cock, she leaned over and massaged Bill’s balls. With Crystal sliding up and down his shaft, and Mai massaging his balls, Bill erupted inside Crystal. And that had a domino effect on me. I immediately lost it and exploded inside Mai.

  Mai said something to Crystal in Vietnamese, and Crystal eased herself off of Bill’s cock. Mai rolled off of me and began licking and sucking Bill’s cock and balls. Crystal moved over to me and started doing the same.

  Despite the fact that he now had cum twice, Bill’s cock remained rigid. I caught his eye. “Little blue pill?” He winked at me.

  I remained hard as well, and before long, the women were riding us again. Only this time, I had Crystal and Bill had Mai…who hadn’t reached her climax yet.

  As always, Crystal’s pussy felt hotter than normal, and Bill’s semen combined with her own copious juices, left her wonderfully lubricated. She enveloped me with her heat, and my cock throbbed and started clamoring for round two.

  I had seen Mai and Bill fuck plenty of times, and I knew how that scene would play out with Mai’s eventual orgasm, so I tuned them out and focused on Crystal. She pressed those big cotton candy breasts against my chest and eased herself up and down my shaft while we kissed. Her lips were full, and her tongue was sweet.

  After a while, she broke off our kiss and pressed her lips to my ear. Even then, her whisper was barely audible. “Oh, Daddy! I love to make love with you!” And with that, she rode me vigorously for a few seconds and then squeezed me with her thighs and arms as she shuddered through what certainly seemed to be a genuine orgasm. Her next ragged whisper pulled me right over the edge with her. “Oh, Daddy! Give me your babies!” The next few moments were nothing but uncontrolled, mindless passion as my cock throbbed, my balls tightened, and I exploded for the second time.

  Crystal lay panting on top of me, our bodies slick with perspiration. For a while, my whole being was focused on my throbbing cock and aching balls as they continued to pump sporadic spurts into her heat. Eventually, as my passion subsided and my head cleared, I couldn’t help but wonder if she had learned that little trick from Karen.

  * * * *

  My back was killing me. I wanted to roll onto my side to try to ease the ache, but there was no room. A king-size bed is plenty of room for two couples to have sex, but when it comes to sleeping, it gets crowded. I was lying on my back along one edge. Bill was over on the other side. Mai and Crystal were sprawled out between us. All three of them were sound asleep.

  I sat up on the edge of the bed and put my feet on the floor. I bent forward to stretch out my back, but that didn’t help much. I stood and slowly twisted my shoulders from side to side as I sauntered over to the window. From the position of the full moon, I figured it was somewhere around three or four in the morning.

  I wondered what Karen was doing. Was she asleep, all snuggled up to Ted the way she slept with me? I felt that familiar knot in my stomach. It almost took my mind off the ache in my back.

  I glanced down at the pool deck and wondered if the warm water of the spa would ease my backache. I figured it was worth a try. I got a towel from the bathroom and tiptoed down the stairs.

  The early morning air was a bit chilly, so the water in the spa seemed particularly warm. It felt great. I sat down and leaned my head back and watched the clouds drift past the stars. My backache started to dissipate.

  It must have been about ten minutes later when I heard the sliding door open and close behind me. I apparently wasn’t the only one awake in the wee hours. I glanced over my shoulder. Karen was ambling toward me, looking sleepy and disheveled. She was wearing a towel cinched around her breasts. It barely covered her butt, and I got a flash of her pussy with each step. My cock twitched. When she got close, I could see that her inner thighs were glazed with dried semen. My stomach churned…and my cock swelled a bit.

  Karen dropped her towel and eased down into the water next to me. Her thigh and shoulder pressed against mine as she settled into place.

  “Hi Sweetheart,” I said.

  “Hi yourself.”

  “Couldn’t sleep?”

  “I did for a while. But then I woke up. I got up to…you know…touch up my makeup…and saw you down here.”

  I put my arm around her shoulder and hugged her. She leaned against me and we kissed.

  “So…how’d it go with Bill and Ted?”

  “Oh…okay, I guess.”

  “Your enthusiasm knows bounds.”

  “Yeah…well, it started off pretty good. Bill carried me up to the bedroom and we…well, you know how we are when we get together.”

  I nodded as my stomach churned again. “I know.”

  “So we were really…um…going at it, and I guess Ted opened the door a crack and watched us for a while. And I guess he was surprised at how…um…intimate I was with Bill. You know, we were all wrapped around each other, kissing while we…fucked. And I had a huge orgasm almost right away. Well, Ted thought I had just met Bill, of course, so he didn’t expect me to be so…I don’t know…comfortable with him…responsive to him? As soon as he came into the room, I knew something was wrong…like he was jealous or something.”

  “Did he say something?”

  “No, not right away. Not while Bill was there. He just grabbed my hair and forced me to suck his cock while Bill was still…um…in me. And h
e told Bill not to cum inside me. He told him to pull out and shoot on my stomach.”

  “Maybe that’s why Bill seemed a bit disgruntled when he came downstairs.”

  “Yeah, he seemed uncomfortable and had a little trouble…um…finishing. So after he came on me, he excused himself and left.”

  “He must have stayed outside and watched you with Ted for a while. When he came down, he said that Ted was fucking the shit out of you.”

  “Yeah. Ted was really rough with me at first. He called me a slut because I was so ‘hot to fuck a black guy with a big dick.’ I guess what really set him off was when I was cumming and he heard me…um…telling Bill to…you know…fill me with his sperm. Ted was really pissed that I didn’t make Bill wear a condom. He said I should never let other guys fuck me bareback. I should never let other guys cum inside me.”

  “Hmmm…” I looked at her and raised one eyebrow.

  “Oh, I know. But you’re a different story. Besides, you let Ted fuck Mai bareback, so I guess he thinks that makes it fair or something.”

  I understood Ted’s reaction. It cuts deep when you hear your woman ask another man to inseminate her. And yet, ironically, the idea of another man pumping his sperm into her is incredibly stimulating as well.

  “So he was rough with you?”

  “Yeah. He rolled me onto my stomach and jammed his cock up my ass. Said I was a whore and he was going to treat me like one. I wasn’t prepared for that, you know, and it hurt like hell. I started to cry and told him not to be mad at me. After all, it was his idea…

  “I guess that made him think. Pretty soon, he calmed down and apologized. Said he knew I was only doing what he wanted me to do, and he was just jealous that I seemed to enjoy it so much.

  “After that, he was gentler with me, but he was horny as hell. He fucked me every which way for a couple of hours. He came three times! And then he held me while he fell asleep, which he never does. So I guess it sort of turned out okay.”

  “So what do you think is going to happen with Bill now? Think Ted is going to be okay with you seeing him again?”

  “I don’t know. I mean, I know Ted was really turned on by watching me with Bill. It was obvious from the way he fucked me…and how much he came…three times! But he was so jealous of how turned on I was with Bill. And he’s not like you. I mean, you get jealous, but you don’t take it out on me…well, at least not in a bad way.”

  Karen bumped her shoulder against mine and kissed my cheek. “I always feel safe with you.”

  “Safe?”

  “Uh-huh. I always feel like I’m okay with you…you accept me for who I am and you respect the fact that I have my own…um…needs and desires. I’m never worried that you’re gonna disown me or slap me around or call me names just because I do something that makes you jealous. I just always feel safe with you.”

  “Yeah…it’s a two-sided coin. Seems like the more jealous I get, the more turned on I get. So even if you do something that upsets me, I still want you…maybe even more.”

  “Wonder why that is.”

  “I’m not sure I’ll ever really understand why the same things that make me jealous are the very things that turn me on, too. Like when you kiss Bill so fervently. That twists my stomach into a knot. But at the same time, because it’s so passionate and loving, it really turns me on to see it. It hurts because you respond to him, but at the same time, it turns me on to see you respond to him. I mean, it just wouldn’t have the same effect if it was just mechanical…if you just fucked him without genuinely responding to him, I don’t think that would do it for me.”

  I paused and wondered if I should say what I was thinking. I decided just to let it out. “When you let him…no, when you beg him…to cum inside you…well, it just turns me inside out to know that you want another man to inseminate you. It feels like you want his sperm because…well, because you want his baby. And that tortures me. But at the same time, it’s the most intimate and…um…stimulating thing you can do with a man, and watching him pump his sperm into you makes my balls ache.”

  Karen nodded. “Yeah, I get that. It’s kinda the same for me. When you were with Marilyn, I really wanted you to use a condom…because I didn’t want your sperm in another woman. And yet, when I saw you…um…cumming in her, it gave me the most powerful orgasm I ever had.”

  “With a little help from Bill.”

  “Maybe a little…”

  We were silent for a while, just holding hands and looking up at the stars.

  “So what now?” I asked.

  “I don’t know. Seems like this may have been a mistake. I kinda doubt Ted is going to want to see me with Bill anymore. I thought maybe he would get all turned on by it…and, you know…maybe he’d want Bill to be a regular part of our sex life. But the way it turned out, even though it really turned him on, I’m not sure Ted is going to want me to be with Bill again. If anything, I think Ted will want to try something different. In fact, he already mentioned going to that private sex club Crystal told him about.”

  “Wants to see you fucked by some stud you don’t have a personal connection with? Just the sex without the intimacy?”

  Karen shrugged. “Maybe so.”

  My stomach churned as I envisioned Karen on her hands and knees, being taken roughly by one of the “bulls” while others lined up, stroking themselves and waiting their turns. Then my mental image shifted to a cow, tethered to a fence, mooing and unable to get away, while a huge bull mounted her and bred her.

  I was about 80% repulsed by the idea of Karen being used that way. But the other 20%? Maybe there was something compelling about sex reduced to its primal imperative. I thought about how Broud took Ayla in “The Clan of the Cave Bear.” There was nothing loving or even mutual about it. He just raped her whenever he got the urge. As much as the idea sickened me, it also turned me on to fantasize about Karen just being taken at will by men overcome by their instinctive compulsion to breed.

  I took a deep breath. “So what do you think?” I asked. “Think you’ll do it?”

  “Can’t say it appeals to me. But when I think about the things I did while Ted was gone…the bachelor party and Turtle Bay and all that…well, I feel like I owe him something.”

  “He may be your husband, but he doesn’t own you. You don’t owe him anything just because you decided to do something you wanted to do.”

  “Maybe not…but I still feel guilty, you know. So if I do this for him…maybe I’ll feel like we’re even. Who knows? Maybe it will sort of rekindle the fire in our relationship.”

  The idea of stoking the fire in Karen’s relationship with Ted sent a pang of jealousy through me. I had to remind myself that she was his wife, and no matter how many times I claimed that she belonged to me, she really belonged to him.

  “So what do you think?” Karen asked. “Should I go to that place and let strange men fuck me?”

  “I’m about 80% repulsed by the idea.”

  Karen slid her hand up my thigh and found my cock. I was erect. She squeezed me and gave me a couple of slow strokes.

  “And I know what the other 20% thinks,” she said. She turned around and straddled me, face-to-face, and guided me into her lubricious pussy. She wrapped her arms around my neck and pressed her breasts against my chest as she settled against me.

  “And if I decide to do it,” she whispered, nuzzling my ear, “will it be okay with you?”

  “Probably not.” I hugged her and kissed her neck. “But you’ll be okay with me.”

  She found my lips and gave me a deep kiss. Then she whispered in my ear, “It’s all your fault, you know.”

  “I’m sure it is. But just for the record, mind telling me why?”

  “Well, first you lit my fire. Then you let me explore sex with other men without ever condemning me. You made it safe for me, because I knew that you didn’t think less of me for spreading my…um…wings.”

  “Sweetheart, I always want you to be safe, whatever you do. And know that,
no matter what, you’re always safe with me.”

  We kissed and slowly made love in the warmth of the spa. After my bouts with Mai and Crystal, I was so spent that I was sure I couldn’t cum again. But after a while, Karen tensed and trembled and clung to me. Her breath was ragged in my ear, and her cheek was wet against mine.

  “Give it to me,” she whispered. “Cum inside me.” She wrapped her arms tight around my neck and pressed her body against mine. “Please give it to me. Fill me with your sperm. I want your baby…”

  Out of nowhere, my balls tightened and I filled her. I came so hard, my balls actually hurt. Tears welled in my eyes and then spilled down my cheeks as I hugged and kissed her.

  I wanted to take her to bed and hold her for the rest of the night, but I knew she had to get back into bed with Ted. So, I helped her out of the spa and wrapped her towel around her before picking up my own towel. I walked her back into the house and up the stairway. I gave her a last kiss before she padded down the hall to the bedroom. When she closed the bedroom door behind her, a profound emptiness washed over me.

  I ached to be with Karen, but I couldn’t, and I just didn’t feel like getting back into the crowded bed with Bill and Mai and Crystal. I wandered into the living room and lay down on the sofa as the first traces of sunrise started to light the sky.

  * * * *

  The next evening, I was sitting out on the pool deck, sipping some Woodford Reserve. I was watching the sunset and pondering my relationship with Karen. I heard the land line ring. Once again, Mai was in the kitchen, so I let her answer it. This time, her conversation was brief, and a few seconds later she came out and handed me the portable phone.

  “Call for you,” she said. “Ted like talk to you. Dinner ready very soon.” She ambled back into the house.

  “Hey, Ted. What’s up?”

  “Hey. Remember that place Crystal was talking about when we were in the pool?”

  “You mean the sex club?” My stomach tightened. “Yeah, vaguely.”

  “Yeah. Well, I was thinking maybe Karen and I would try to get in there. Crystal said it’s private, but I think maybe she knows how we can get in. So I was wondering if you know how to get ahold of her…see if she can hook us up.”