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- Beach House
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Click hereIt had been a long week and though I was a bit tired when Karen and I had headed off to bed I still hoped to get a little lovin' in.
Karen had showered first and I was coming out of the bathroom when I heard her cell phone ring. I could tell by the ring tone it was her best friend Sara. I lay down beside Karen and started to run my fingers over naked body trying to make the point I had first dibs on her time.
I had overheard these conversations before and knew they could go on a long time.
"Do you have time to talk," Sara ask, I don't want to interrupt anything but I was just wondering if you ..."
"I always have time for you," Karen responded. "I'm just here in bed and lover boy is acting a little frisky but he can wait, anticipation makes it all the better doesn't it?"
I don't know if all girlfriends are so open but Karen and Sara are. Sara worked as a family councilor specializing in sexual education, so I suppose that was the reason she had such ease discussing these matters.
I was soon dozing and somewhere between "I can hear you talking but I don't know what you're saying," and sleep, I thought Karen began talking to me. "That was Sara. She has a plan that will help each of us with our marriages and I told her I'd talk to you about it."
Just like Karen, I thought, always concerned about relationships. "And how do you propose to help our marriage," I said, or at least that's what I would have said if I were awake?
"Sara and Tim have invited us to join them for a weekend mini vacation," Karen informed me.
Tim was Sara's husband, 35 years old; he stood at 6'4" and was a big strong fellow but gentle as a lamb. I always enjoyed hanging out with him.
"Well, if that's all it takes to help our marriages -- sure I'm game. Where are we going," I queried.
"They rented a house at the beach" Karen responded.
"Nice, we'll do some skim-boarding, check out some hot babes on the beach, sounds like fun, fun, fun," I teased Karen.
"Ok, I'll tell Sara we'll do it but there is one more thing I should tell you ...
I couldn't believe what I was hearing -- am I dreaming or what? "Are you saying you and I are to the poster children of good sex?
Karen continued, "Sara has it all scripted out. She'll tell us what she wants."
I stood gazing out at the ocean watching the waves flow in and out. I heard voices and turned to see other folks taking seats on the large U shaped couch that circled the room, each in a white bathrobe.
I began to feel uneasy and was looking to escape when Tim grabbed my shoulder as a way of welcoming me. He showed me to the place of honor near the bed which occupied the middle of the room.
"Have you ever been part of an intervention?" Tim asked. When I shook my head no he smiled and continued, "It is often is imitating but in the end you'll be glad you went through it."
Presently Karen came in with Sara and sat beside me as Sara welcomed everyone.
What came next was all a blur.
She was naked beneath the robe "Hey! Nice tits!"
Pointed nipples, her breasts rising and falling with each breath
My hands moved over her breasts
My hands molded her breasts and she moaned loudly as I caressed the long, hard nipples
Gasped again as I felt my erection slid into her warm tunnel
Squishy sound of my cock sliding in and out of her pussy
Impaling her wet pussy on my tool
Thrusting my cock up into her quivering body
My meat penetrated her lovely
I pounded her sweet pussy
Thrust my entire length into her
Thick streams of hot semen spewing from the end of my throbbing member
Her body began to shudder and tremble
Grimacing as she twisted and writhed under me
"Carl, Carl, wake-up," I could hear Karen voice but I felt disorientated and confused.
"Are we at the beach house," I queried, "are Sara and Tim still here?
"Beach house," Karen laughed, "What beach house, we're at home.
"Oh, I thought I heard you talking about a beach house with Sara last night," I confessed.
"You don't hear well when you're asleep. We talked about using the color peach in her kitchen -- peach, not beach.
"Let's get going or we'll be late again."
- COMMENTS
Anonymousover 14 years agoWe have a man who is totally in love with his wife and at first refused to consider her cuckolding him with another man to being a willing swinging wife swapping partner. Mentally this is a jump that would have caused me to consider divorcing my wife. For the wife so willingly to buy into the other woman's argument so her husband could taste anothers flesh with ruining her marriage is a quantum leap. Having been in the swinging lifestyle for years the outcome of this activity is a very difficult divorce on the part of both couples. The husband was talked into this action by his wife who was manipulated by the other woman. To put it bluntly the total blame for anything is the wifes'. Much to immature handling of the situation.
Anonymousover 14 years agoGood first try. The transition into the dream was a bit vague but I did catch it. Your wives are very giving but that's what a man wants, at least in a dream.
I note in your dream scenes the language is graphic but in your final "real sex scene" it is quite vague. So true isn't it.
The more you write the better you'll get.
Keep writing.
Anonymousover 14 years agoI gave you a 50 because it was just too clinical; however, by the time Angie and Tom had become totallyu exhausted and rested I would have been ready to leave.
Why, you wrote in the beginning the wives discussing their husbands size, you wrote his reluctance to go along with the beach weekend, he has doubts and really doesn't seem to be a guy who thinks about other woman. He loves Angie, allows her to talk him into it, I think probably not too enthusiastically, sharing his wife is not one of his fantasies and with a guy hung twice his size, not too sure.
As much as he loves her, watching the whole coupling from start to finish, I think he should get up, apologize and leave. I don't think he would be screaming mad, more in disbelief, some shock, doubts to his manhood and realizes deep inside that now that his Angie has had this euphoric love making (and a huge dick) that she is going to need and/or want it again, more than once. He realizes that he can never again be all and everything to his Angie but knows she is a clever manipulator and he doe not want to ever see this or hear about it, again. He has to go his own way, he is monogamous and knows he will only grow to hate and despise her. Right now, he is hurt, disappointed and with some reluctance will arrange to separate and divorce her while he still feels some love and respect for her. He doesn't know what the two girls would get to next, but knowing them, there would be more experiments. He has to leave!
NakedinNCover 14 years agoThe context and proposition of this story are a little strange.
The sex is described a bit to clinically, but with a little imagination it becomes palatable.
