Slut Wife
2008-01-26

First I am sorry for not finishing the second part of that day sooner (see “the pool guy” under the “slut wife” section) but every time I started to write the sequel I would reread the original story and get so turned on I would slide my hand over my flat, hard tummy, unbutton my jeans and my fingers would find their way under my panties… Thank you to all those who emailed me with your great comments!
Here goes……. .
Sara slipped her hand in mine, but as we started walked to the bedroom, Sara’s boyfriend Paul said “sorry love, but I really have to finish cleaning the other pools” and slipped out of the patio doors.
Sara declared from the bedroom that she really needed a shower, opened my glass shower door and turned on the water. I bounced back across the bedroom, my 36C breasts giggling with each step, and removed my glass dildo from my bedside cabinet. This might be needed I thought.
By the time I got back to the shower Sara was already inside, enjoying the steamy hot water.
“Come on in Bev, wash my back. ”
Needing no further encouragement, I opened the door and stepped in behind Sara. I put down the dildo and picked up a bar of soap and started lathering her back. Her white skin contrasted with my sun tanned hands and I started to rub her firm shoulders, moving in circles, my fingers pressuring that smooth, supple young skin.
Sara’s head tilted back as she enjoyed the flow of water across her face. Her lips parting as I slid my hands under her arms, feeling out those delightfully perky small breasts. Pausing only a moment to apply more soap, I cupped a breast in each hand and slowly circled them, teasing her nipples with the lightest of touches. Her nipples responded to the stimulus and stiffened. I could feel their hardness as they gradually lengthened into hard peaks of womanhood.

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Sara moaned and rested her short, red wet hair against my shoulder. Her smooth skin pushed against my breasts causing my immediate arousal. She started to slide up and down and the effect on me was electrifying. I could feel my pussy getting wetter by the second.
I had never been more turned on, the sexual tension building by the second. I slid my soapy hands downwards, across her tummy, seeking out that beautifully trimmed slash of red hair above her pussy. I decided to repay the teasing and slipped two fingers of each hand past her pubic hair and gently caressed the inner sides of her thighs.
Sara started to breath deeper and tried to lift her thighs to make my fingers seek out her soft inner body.

I resisted the temptation to slide my fingers inside of her and continued the motion but rewarded her efforts by sliding my thumbs down her pussy lips, using my knuckles to stroke her clit.
I felt her hands reach backwards across my hips and her right hand slid across my pronounced pubic mons. She was less subtle and moved her middle finger across my clit, eliciting a gasp from me, and pushed her finger straight into my pussy.
“God you are so wet” she said, pausing only a moment to withdraw before inserting two fingers into my soft flesh.
I had to pause as I felt my vagina starting to contract into an orgasm. I closed my eyes letting myself go.
She turned around and gently nuzzled my neck, running her tongue across my neck up towards my mouth.

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I felt her soft lips brush mine and then she withdrew. I responded by leaning forward, but she lightly kissed me again pulling back until I could stand it no longer. I pushed her against the shower wall and kissed her hard on the mouth, my tongue intertwining with hers.
I could feel something warm and hard move across my clit and then between my pussy lips. I realized she had picked my glass dildo and I attempted to surrender my body, sitting on the tiled shelf in the shower, legs apart. She kissed me again and then murmured “bed honey”.
Sara turned off the water and slipped out of the shower, beckoning me with my dildo towards my bed before lying spread eagled across the sheets.
“Fuck me Beverley; fuck me with your dildo”
I took it from her hand and lifted up one of her feet, teasing the sole with my tongue.
“No Bev, I cannot wait, put it inside of me, put it in hard, I mean hard. I need it - please”
Putting my knees either side of her left leg I bought the dildo against the entrance of her vagina and pushed it in almost roughly. Sara’s back arched as waves of pleasure started rippled through her body. I pushed it in and out, in and out, the knuckle of my thumb slamming against her clit roughly.
“Yes, yes, yes” she cried, “faster, oh my God, oh I am cumming so hard. ” She started screaming bucking against my thrusts. I could feel her leg lifting between my thighs, getting slippery as my juices poured from my pussy.

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I started to also cum hard, her voice driving me closer and closer towards an intense, deep orgasm.

We both peaked at the same time and I slumped over her sweating body, my breath coming in hoarse gasps.
“That was incredible” she said as I tried to control my panting.
I rolled over onto my back; legs pulled up and apart and lay there for five minutes, enjoying that warm post orgasmic feeling, almost slipping into a sleep.
I was aware of a slight stirring in the bed and felt the lightest of touches on my inner thigh.
“Your turn now honey: she murmured.
I kept my eyes closed and concentrated on the advances of her lips gently kissing the inner part of my thighs, one side then the other until she reached the entrance of my womanhood.
Her tongue flicked up one side of my pussy lips and down the other before she took my clit between her lips and started flicking it with tongue. Just when I thought it could get no better, Sara sucked my clit and started softly humming.
A strong orgasm started building deep inside of me. Her right hand slid up my stomach and roughly gasped my tit, pinching my nipple. As she twisted her fingers she put her face over my pussy and started fucking me hard with her mouth.
My orgasm intensified into something I have never felt in my life. Wave after wave shook my body and I began to shout in joy. When the peak hit me I could do nothing but exhale, a slow animal moan escaping my lips.

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Oh it was incredible and I lay there for 18 minutes afterwards, basking in the glow.
Sara finally got off the bed and announced she was going to the kitchen for a bottle of water.
I followed, my legs still shaking. As I entered the kitchen I could see Sara leaning into the refrigerator and with a start noticed my husband Paul had just come home from work.
He stared at Sara as she straightened up, taking in her gorgeous nude body and the flash of red pubic hair.
“Oh” she said, “you must be Peter, pardon my titties!”
Peter looked around and saw me leaning against the doorframe. “Have we had a good afternoon then?” His head tilted on one side.
I knew that look, and I was thinking to myself that my body needed at least 30 minutes to recover after that last sexual bout. I need not have worried. Sara closed the refrigerator door, caught his eye, and walked brazenly over to him. Her fingertips gently slid up his thigh. “Are you very tired from work?” she asked.
Give me some time to write and I will let you know what happened later. I need to take care of something first. It involves unsnapping the top of my jeans; oh I am so glad I am not wearing any panties, oh that feels so good… Write me your comments at clintonbeverly@yahoo.