Chapter 1 – Chapter 1

"Hey stranger!" Kim shouted the moment she came into view. She was waving excitedly as her dog pulled against the leash. I smiled and waved back, my dog similarly pulling me towards them. Once we got close enough the two dogs playfully jumped all over each other, letting out yelps of joy. Kim moved in and gave me a hug; it was tighter and lasted longer than any hugs she'd ever given.

"I missed you," she said, her head resting on my shoulder as her arm gripped me tightly. It had only been two weeks since we last saw one another, but it somehow felt like an eternity.

"I missed you, too," I answered, my arm giving her a squeeze. Our dogs strained against the leashes and pulled us apart.

"How was your vacation?" I asked, my hand running up and down her back.

"Ohhhhh, it was good," she answered unconvincingly. Our dogs were trying to pull us down our normal route, so we started walking. We've had what Kim referred to as a "doggie play date" every day for the past five years. Play date was a bit of a misnomer since it was really just them walking and sniffing while we were walking and talking. With the relative isolation working from home brought with it, I initially just welcomed regular human contact during the day. It quickly became something I looked forward to.

We spent most of the walk catching up on neighborhood gossip and the mundane day-to-day events that fill a day. I didn't have to be a psychiatrist to tell that something was a bit off aout Kim today. She seemed distracted and a little unhappy.

"Hey," I said, gently touching my hand to her elbow. "Is everything ok?" Kim stopped and looked at the ground for a bit before letting out a heavy sigh.

"Can I ask you a silly question?" she asked as she looked up at me.

"Sure, you can ask me anything," I answered, trying my best to sound reassuring.

"Do you…", she paused and let out another sigh, "do you think I'm attractive?" I was definitely not expecting that question and it set my mind racing, wondering what motivated her to ask in the first place. I absolutely found her attractive. I have for years. There was just something about her that drew me to her. Her Peloton obsession gave her nicely toned legs and a firm round ass, which she always showed off in leggings. She had a bit of a tomboy streak to her, with her hair cut short and parted to the side in what a barber would refer to as a regular men's haircut, and her small breasts were usually hidden under a baggy t-shirt. And she had the most kissable face ever. Could it be that my attraction to her was that obvious?

"Yes, I do. You're a beautiful woman," I answered honestly. "Why do you ask?" Here it comes, I thought…she's going to tell me she knows about my feelings towards her. She blushed, her cheeks turning a deep red.

"I mean, do you think I'm sexually attractive," she explained, placing an emphasis on the word "sexually". My heart was racing and my palms started to sweat as I assumed she knew how I felt. The answer, of course, was I absolutely found her sexually attractive. She has starred in my masturbation fantasies since a few months after we first met. They were relatively tame at first, just the two of us having sex, but they eventually morphed into group sex, with her joining my wife and I, me joining her and her husband, all four of us together in a free use, anything goes couple's sex party. My wife Sharon and I were known to swing with the right people, and in my mind, she was definitely one of the right people. And her husband, Robert, was as well. He was a little shorter than Kim and an absolute exercise nut. He had a lean body, and on more than one occasion, I would check out his package whenever he was wearing biking shorts. In my mind, they were both bi and always up for fun.

"Kim, you are an incredibly sexy and very, very desirable woman," I answered, placing my hands on her shoulders. She blushed even harder. She placed her hands on the back of mine and smiled.

"Thank you for saying that…I'm not sure I believe you, but that's very nice of you to say." She lowered her head and stared at her feet.

"Hey," I placed my hand under her chin and gently lifted her gaze up to me. "I am being honest, Kim. You are hot and Robert is a very lucky man. Why are you asking me this?"

"Well… you can't tell Robert I told you this," she started. I assured her he would never know about this discussion. "He and I, well, we haven't, you know…" she looked down between her legs, "in a really, really, REALLY long time. The whole point of this vacation was my way to try to find a spark, you know? And nothing. Absolutely nothing. We still get along great and love each other, but…" We both let out a heaving sigh. I ran my fingertips gently through her hair and leaned in and gave her a gentle kiss on her lips.

"It's not you, Kim. You're beautiful."

Our dogs grew tired of sitting around; they barked and pulled on the leash, absolutely killing the moment. We walked back to her house holding hands.

***

"I can't believe they're having issues," Sharon said as she loaded dishes into the dishwasher. "They always seemed so happy."

"Well, she says they're still in love with each other and enjoy being together, they're just not…intimate," I shrugged, handing her a plate.

"I guess it just goes to show you never really know about people sometimes. I mean, Kim is cute as hell, and Robert is really hot. I'd fuck both their brains out," she admitted.

"Yeah, I would too."

"Okay, I think I need to take Kim out on a girl's night out. Maybe dancing downtown. Get her out and in an environment where she'll feel sexy again. And you," she said as she closed the dishwasher door. "You talk some sense into that boy!"

"I'll try," I shrugged. "Can't make any promises, though.

***

"I got it," I yelled upstairs as I walked to the front door. It was finally Friday night and your planned girl's night out was upon us. Kim was surprisingly amenable to getting out of the house and going downtown with you. We didn't know what, if anything, would come out of it. As I jerked off last night it featured my wife and Kim making out on the dance floor as they groped one another to the howls and cheers of the men there. The two of them then came back to our place, horny and soaking wet, and we fucked until sunrise. The likelihood of that happening was zero, but it still made me shoot a massive, sticky load all over myself.

I opened the door and my heart skipped a beat.

"Hi," Kim said, stepping inside. Her perfume wafted in behind her and it was a refreshingly subtle fragrance, enough to say "I'm sexy," without being overpowering. She had a light color of lip gloss on her lips which glistened in the foyer's lights. She wore a strapless, tight dress, a dress that was so tight that you could tell she wasn't wearing anything under it; it revealed the subtlest hint of cleavage, and her small nipples were on full display. Her calves flexed a little as she balanced on 4" chunky heels. She leaned in and gave me a hug, and I had to arch my hips back so she didn't feel my raging hard on.

"Jesus, Kim, you look absolutely amazing," I whispered. She smiled and blushed.

"Thank you," she smiled, gazing into my eyes.

"About that kiss…"

"It's ok," she interrupted. "I liked it." She looked upstairs past me and saw Sharon coming down the stairs. She leaned in and pressed her lips against my ear. "I liked it a lot." My cock twitched and leaked precum.

"Okay, we will see you later," Sharon said as she opened the door. She looked over her shoulder at me on the way out and mouthed "Talk. To. Robert!!" I stared at Kim's gorgeous ass as Sharon closed the door.

***

I wasn't sure what Sharon thought I could do. I wasn't a marriage counselor, and when we got down to it, I wanted to fuck Kim. We drank beer after beer and talked about football and hockey; I enjoyed his company, but if I was going to find out why Robert wasn't showing Kim the attention she needed, I would need to steer the topic off of local sports teams and towards sex.

"You know, I probably should have warned you," I said, putting my empty beer bottle on the coffee table. "Usually when Sharon goes to this dance club, she gets lucky," I lied. Well, only partially lied. She has brought people home for us to play with, but that hadn't happened in a while.

"You're okay with that?" Robert asked, a look of mild shock on his face.

"Yeah. We have an open relationship."

"Oh." Robert sat quietly for a moment and then took a gulp of beer. "Well, it wouldn't surprise me if Kim found someone, too."

"Really? Are you two having problems?" I asked, trying to sound as surprised as I could. Either I was a really good actor or he was focusing more on his thoughts than anything said.

"Kind of. I still love her. She's my best friend. We just haven't had sex in over two years." He took another gulp of his beer.

"Holy shit!" I thought. "Two years?!"

"Wow, I'm sorry to hear that," I answered honestly.

"It's okay. To be honest, it's not her, really. I'm just not attracted to…" he paused, wondering if he should continue.

"Attracted to…?" I prodded. He looked at me and sighed. The alcohol made him less reserved and more open to sharing.

"…to women in general," he confessed before polishing off his beer. I shifted my weight on the couch as I felt my cock start to grow. I had fantasized about Robert before, blowing more than one load while thinking about him, but never in a million years had I thought he might lean in that direction.

"Really?" I asked, turning more towards him to face him directly. "So a general attraction to men? Or to someone in particular?"

"It started out as a general attraction, yeah. But the past two years, I've been obsessed with someone in particular." My cock was fully erect now; I placed my hands on my lap to try to hide the growing tent pole in my shorts.

"Does he have any idea?" I prodded. He sat silently, wondering how much he should share. We were friends, but this was obviously a more personal conversation than we've ever had. He eventually looked up and we locked eyes.

"I don't know…" he paused. "Do you have any idea?"

I was floored. All the ways I imagined this night, this discussion, would go, I never imagined this.

"Honestly, no," I answered, my voice trailing off as I thought back to see if there were any signals. There were times when we were over their place for dinner and he'd stand behind my chair and massage my shoulders, and I thought I may have felt his package pressing against me, but those seemed innocent at the time. I figured he was just a touchy-feely type and had imagined a hard dick pushing against me.

"Oh god," Robert said, putting his face in his hands. "I've said too much. I hope I didn't make you feel awkward." I slid across the couch, close to him.

"Hey, Robert," I said. He looked up at me, a look of concern on his face. I leaned forward and gently pressed my lips against his, my tongue slipping out and slowly tracing across his lips. I pulled away slightly and we stared at each other and he realized that his confession didn't make me feel awkward; on the contrary, I welcomed it. He placed his hands on either side of my head and leaned in and kissed me passionately. Two years' worth of sexual longing poured out through his lips and tongue as we kissed and embraced, our tongues taking turns exploring the other's mouth.

He slid down the couch cushions and lay flat on the couch with me laying on top of him, our arms wrapped in a strong embrace as we continued to kiss. I could feel his rock hard cock pressing against my thigh and smiled as I kissed him. He was definitely packing.

I lifted myself up slightly so I could slide his shirt up over his head. I tossed it aside and moved back down to his lips, his moans encouraging me, and my tongue, to continue. He started to grind his hips against my thigh, humping me with his big cock. I reached my hand down and grabbed his ass and moved his hips against me, his dick fucking my leg through our shorts. My kisses moved from his lips to his neck, then slowly down to his chest. My tongue traced across his pecs and swirled around his nipples. I clenched my teeth on one and tugged, making him groan in pleasure. I ran my tongue across his pecs and nibbled and tugged on his other nipple.

"Oh fuck," he groaned as he humped against me faster. My tongue glided down his smooth body, across his six-pack abs, until my face was right above his crotch. The bulge in his shorts was positively massive, and I felt like a kid on Christmas morning as I slipped his shorts and boxers off. His cock snapped to attention and was twitching with excitement. I grabbed the base of his shaft with my thumb and forefinger and squeezed as I slid them up to his perfect mushroom head. Precum flowed freely from him and I quickly lapped it all up, savoring its saltiness. I looked up at him as I rubbed his cock head against my lips.

"Do you want me to suck your cock?" I asked playfully as I kissed the head.

"Yes, oh God yes, please suck my cock," he begged. I smiled at him and gave his purple helmet a long kiss.

"Not yet," I teased. I licked up more of his delicious precum before I ran my tongue down the underside of his shaft, my tongue outlining the veins running through it. He spread his legs wide for me, placing one on the back of the couch and the other on the coffee table. I guessed stretching was a part of his exercise regimen! I held his cock against his abdomen as I moved my mouth to his huge, cum-filled balls. I ran my tongue all over his nut sacks, bathing them with my spit.

"Mmmmm…I love that you shave, Robert," I said as I took his balls in my hands and massaged them. "It makes them so fucking suckable!" He let out a loud moan as I took one of his balls in my mouth, sucking on it gently. It fit perfectly in my mouth – filling but leaving enough room for my tongue to add to the pleasure of the sucking. I popped his nut out of my mouth and moved to the other one, slurping and sucking on it like there was no tomorrow. My mouth moved back and forth from one ball to the other, his heavy breathing and louder moaning egging me on. I took his cock by the base and lifted it up, rubbing it across my face, his precum smearing all over my forehead, my cheeks, my lips.

"Mmmmm…such a beautiful fucking cock," I cooed. "I need this thick fucking cock in my mouth right now," I said as my tongue flickered all over the tip.

"Oh god, please, suck my fucking cock!" he groaned. I cupped his balls with my hands and massaged them with my fingers as I ever-so-slowly took his head, then more and more of his shaft, into my mouth. I relaxed my muscles as I felt his head reach the back of my throat, pressing against it until it slid down it. His body started to shake as my mouth reached the base, his whole rod down my throat. I moved my mouth up and down, his dick practically flooding my mouth with a constant flow of precum. His shaking intensified until his body stiffened and his cock throbbed.

"OH FUCK!!!" he yelled out as his balls emptied into my mouth. Pumping almost endlessly, his thick, salty load filled my mouth. I swallowed every delicious mouthful, all that pent-up sexual frustration spurting into my mouth. His cock finally stopped throbbing and started to go soft. I pulled him out of my mouth and used my hand to squeeze out whatever cum was still in his shaft and dutifully licked it up.

"Jesus Christ," he panted. "I've never cum so hard in my life!" I pulled my shirt off and crawled up his body, kissing him, letting him taste his cum on my lips.

"Have you ever sucked a cock before?" I asked, already knowing the answer. He shook his head and I kissed him again.

"Do you want to suck my cock?" I asked, hoping I already knew the answer.

"Yes, I want to suck your cock," he begged. I got up off the couch and slowly pulled my shorts and boxers down, my dick bouncing up and down as it was finally freed from its prison. I knelt beside him on the couch and he turned his head towards my crotch. I grabbed my dick and pointed it towards him.

"Before you start…where do you want me to cum?"

"In my mouth!" he answered enthusiastically and without hesitation. I moved my hand away so he could take my cock in his hands. He grabbed it at the base, half of his fingers on my balls, and pulled me into his mouth. I looked down at him and watched as he worked his very first dick in and out, sucking eagerly.

"Do you like how a cock feels in your mouth Robert?" I asked, my fingers running through his hair. He managed a muffled "mmm-hmmm", not wanting to take his mouth of his prize to even say a single word. For someone who never sucked cock before, he certainly knew what he was doing. He had a gag reflex, but that didn't stop him from trying to shove more and more of me in his mouth. My shaft was slick with his spit as he drooled all over it, and all over the couch, as he worked my cock in and out. His hand moved from my balls and rubbed the skin between my balls and ass, massaging it as his mouth fucked me. I let out a satisfied moan and he moved his hand further back until his finger reached my hole. He pressed against it and wiggled his fingertip in, then out, then in, then out.

"Ohhhhh god Robert, I'm going to cum!" I warned him. He slid his mouth back so his lips were wrapped around the bottom of my head just in time for me to erupt like Mount Vesuvius, blasting a massive amount of jizz in his mouth. He swallowed the best that he could, but a good amount of my semen spilled out and joined the pools of spit on their leather sofa. I slipped out of his mouth and leaned down and kissed him, the taste of my cum fresh on him. I scooped up some of the cum off the sofa cushion and fed it to him. "You like that?" I asked as he sucked my jizz from my fingers. He nodded and I fed him more, scoop after scoop, until he swallowed it all. I kissed him again and looked down his chiseled body and saw that he was hard again.

"Mmmm…ready to go again! I like that. Tell me, Robert, do you have any lube?"

Robert nodded. "Yeah, Kim does for her dildos."

"Bring it down," I said. I sat on the couch and watched his hard cock bounce as he ran upstairs. He was back in a flash and sat next to me, our bodies touching.

"Lay down," I instructed as I removed the cap from the bottle. He laid down dutifully and I started to pour lube all over his cock. I ran my fingers all over his shaft, head, and balls as I continued to pour more lube on him. His cock was slick in my hands as I massaged his manhood. He let out a loud satisfied groan as I fondled his balls. I added more lube, put the bottle on the coffee table, and started to slowly stroke his hard shaft.

"Do you want to fuck my ass?" I asked as I stroked slowly.

"Yes…yes…please…" he groaned, his eyes closed as my hand twisted around his knob. I stood up and straddled his hips, facing him. I reached down and grabbed his cock as I lowered myself, guiding his head to my puckered asshole. I rubbed his lubed helmet against my opening, teasing the both of us. I pushed down further and groaned as his big head spread my hole. I lifted off and lowered myself again, easing his thick rod inside of me.

"Ugghhhhnnn," I groaned as I lowered myself all the way down, his cock filling me. I bit my lower lip as I lifted up and down, my ass tightening on the upstroke and relaxing on the downstroke, pushing him all the way in each time. His cock felt utterly amazing inside of me as it stretched my hole and massaged my prostate. I reached down and started to stroke my cock, my hand slick with the lube I had applied to Robert. He opened his eyes and stared at me as I bounced up and down his dick, my cock pointed at him as I stroked it.

"Fuck yes, faster," he begged. I would have edged him longer, but the feeling of his cock in me was making my head spin and I knew I would cum soon. I quickened my pace, the sound of my ass slapping against his thighs filling the room. My cock was leaking precum all over his abdomen and I felt my orgasm approaching. He bucked his hips against my ass, pounding me harder and harder. He arched his back and froze as he started to cum. The feeling of his hot cum spurting into my ass was all I needed to make my cock throb and spurt jizz all over his chest and six pack abs. I kept riding his dick as it pumped semen into me, the warmth from his load sending shivers of ecstasy through my body. I collapsed on him, exhausted. We kissed each other before I pulled off of him.

"That was amazing," we said in unison. I looked at his body and my cum plastered all over it. I ran my tongue across his sweaty skin, cleaning up my load. I kept the last slurp in my mouth and kissed him, swapping my jizz back and forth before we both gulped down our share. He sat up, took my hand, and led me upstairs where we showered, running our hands all over each other's bodies, kissing and massaging as we washed the sex from us. The touch of our hands lathering the other's skin led to hard ons, which led to hand jobs which led to another round of powerful orgasms. I thought we were going to blow our load all over our wet bodies, but Robert had a kinky suggestion: we shot our jizz into Kim's shampoo bottle.

***

"So was it worth the wait?" I asked playfully. We had retired to the couch post-shower and I was laying back against Robert, his arms wrapped affectionately around me.

"God yes it was," he answered softly, squeezing me tightly. "Earlier, when you said that you and Sharon were open…does that mean she wouldn't mind that we…" he trailed off before finishing. I looked over my shoulder at him and smiled.

"Robert, she wouldn't mind if we fucked every single day."

"Mmmmm," he moaned, kissing the back of my neck. "I would love that." I could feel his cock pressing against the small of my back as he started to grow hard again.

"She also wouldn't mind if I fucked Kim," I continued. My heart started to race as I worried that I may have crossed a line. But I really wanted to try to have sex with Kim if it was ever a possibility, so I figured I might as well bring up the topic while he was still in a bit of a cum stupor.

"Hey man, if she's up for it, go for it. She needs a really good fuck, to be honest." We both chuckled and I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Speak of the devil," I said quickly, sitting up on the couch and sliding away from Robert. Sharon's distinct laugh grew louder as they approached. Robert and I tried to look casual as they stumbled through the front door.

"Ohhhhh, heyyyyy! There's the man of my dreams," Kim slurred loudly as she weaved her way towards the couch. She had clearly been drinking. A lot. Sharon followed behind, extending her hand to make sure Kim didn't stumble over her own feet. Sharon looked over at the coffee table and her eyes opened wide. I glanced over and saw the bottle of Kim's lube was still there. "Oh fuck," I thought as I wondered how we would explain that to kim. I looked back at Sharon who glanced at Robert, then at the bottle, then back at me. I smiled and nodded, our wordless conversation telling her all she needed to know. She smiled and gave me a subtle thumbs up.

"Come here, honey…I've been thinking about you all night," Kim said. She moved to the couch and straddled me, her tight dress sliding up her legs and over her hips, exposing her bare ass. She wrapped her arms around my neck and leaned in and kissed me. Not the gentle kiss I gave her on our walk together, but the kiss of a woman who was denied sex for years. Her tongue frantically explored the inside of my mouth as she moaned loudly. She pulled away and we stared at each other silently for a moment before she gave a smirk.

"He finds me sexy," she told Robert as our eyes were locked. "He finds me fucking sexy." She moved forward and kissed me again, my hands running down her back, slipping her dress down below her small tits as they did, and then cupped her firm ass. I squeezed them gently, kneading them with my fingers as she grinded her crotch against my hard cock. I could practically feel the heat of her pussy radiating through my shorts as she humped me, my dick begging me to pull it out and enter her. I kissed down her neck to her nipples and sucked on them. Her loud moans let me know how sensitive they were, so I kept sucking and nibbling on them as she humped faster.

"I'm going to fuck him," Kim told Robert as she got off the couch and pulled my shorts down. Once freed from the confines of my clothes, my cock sprang to attention. She climbed on top of me, her back to me, and lowered her sloppy wet pussy onto my hard pole. She wasted no time plunging me all the way inside of her, and she let out a loud squeal as I filled her. I stared at her ass as she rode me, her cheeks slamming down onto me as she took every inch hard and deep. Sharon got on all fours and moved her head between my legs. She looked up at Kim.

"Just stay right here," she said, her hands moving Kim's pussy a few inches above my crotch. I took over and started thrusting in and out of Kim as Sharon ran her tongue all over Kim's swollen clit. The sensation of Sharon's gifted tongue flicking her bean while my dick pounded away at her dripping pussy was more than Kim could handle. She quickly announced to the world that she was cumming, and she squirted all over Sharon's face, her body trembling from the power of her orgasm. My cock slipped out of her as she fell back on me, trying to catch her breath.

"Come up and ride my face. I want to taste you," I whispered. She rolled over and knelt above me, her pussy lips and clit swollen and begging for more. She lowered her pussy to my lips and I traced my tongue around her clit, sliding it side to side, plunging it inside of her. She tugged on her nipples as she moved her hips, fucking my mouth. I was about to reach down to jerk my stiff dick when I felt a tongue licking my balls, then my shaft. I grabbed Kim's hips and pulled her down, sliding my tongue deep inside of her as the mouth slowly sucked more and more of my dick inside of it. I could tell from the technique that it was Robert. He grabbed my balls and massaged them as his mouth bobbed up and down on my dick, my cock head slamming against the back of his throat.

"So that's why you didn't want to fuck," Kim panted as she looked over her shoulder at her husband trying to deep throat me. "Well suck his cock, baby. Suck his big fucking beautiful cock," she said over and over again as her hips rocked faster and faster against my mouth. I slid a finger inside of her, then two, then three, as I licked her clit. My fingers found her g-spot and soon after she orgasmed, squirting again, bathing me in her juices. She collapsed on the couch, totally spent, and watched her husband suck my dick. I wanted to shoot another load in his mouth, to have Kim watch him gobble my seed hungrily, but I wanted him to cum, too.

"Come here, Robert."

He pulled my dick out of his mouth, a long strand of spit dangling from his mouth to my head. As he moved up between my legs, I reached down and grabbed his cock. I laid it on top of mine and wrapped my fingers around both of them, the bottoms of our shafts together, his balls resting on mine. I started stroking. Slowly at first, but then faster and faster. Sharon joined Kim on the couch and they rubbed each other's clits as they watched their husbands in a double hand job.

"Let's do it, Robert, let's fucking cum together," I urged, the pace of my hand quickening. Both of our bodies stiffened and we came at the same time, our cock heads pressed together and our jizz mixing, becoming one, as spurted across my chest and stomach. I lay back, my body trembling as Robert slumped onto the couch. Sharon's and Kim's groans followed soon after as they fingered each other to their own orgasms. Kim kissed Sharon before crawling on the floor and laying next to me. She ran her finger across the pool of cum on my stomach and sucked it off her fingers.

"Spend the night with us, lover," she said softly into my ear. I looked over at Sharon who smiled and nodded her approval. Robert, Kim and I held hands and went up to their bedroom…