Come Home Come Home by armistice Notes: (Re-posted) First fanfiction story. Sincere apologies to the administrators. I am in complete denial of the canon. Lex is an angel. That is all. Music: R.E.M. - "Country Feedback" Summary: This has gone on for far too long... "It's me." These words would have been painful to speak once. "I know." Voice drowsy and indulgent. Clark Kent cradles the battered cell phone to his ear. A peal of thunder roars above him. The rain pelts the city relentlessly. The inhabitants of Metropolis are thinking of record rainfall, but his mind is on the man he has just turned in to the police for beating his son in a drunken rage. He had been flying back from an earthquake in California, super-hearing tuned to the frequency of his adopted city, and he happened to hear the child scream as the father slammed his head against the wall. He had barely been able to control himself. In their trashed living room he had stood over the father, body bloody from his punches as the wife cowered with her arms around the boy in the doorway. He'd felt such guilt that he had not been able to be there sooner, and such anger at the man. His fist had been poised to smash the man's face in. He was conscious that one more punch could have killed the man. His rage shocked him and he'd stumbled backward, shaking. After leaving the police station, he'd gone home... gone to his *apartment* and changed. As he'd stood at the window, his eyes went automatically to the lights in the penthouse. And he'd wondered what he was doing here. So he makes this call. An unnecessary formality now, maybe. But considering their past, he's afraid to take this for granted. He thinks about their dark time; lies, cover-ups and quicksand conversations. Closes his eyes and remembers... Lex and his lawyers were responding to a story in the *Daily Planet* about his involvement in a huge organized crime score. Lois had been proud of it, her only real connection between Lex and the syndicate. It was revealed after publication that Lex was helping the police with their investigation. Lex's lawyers were talking litigation. Clark hadn't meant to speak, hadn't meant to show up in Lex's hotel room but Lex's glare at the press conference had turned him into that 16-year-old boy again, caught in a desperate lie and knowing it. He finds himself bringing up the past while Lex stands there, livid. Then Lex deliberately speaks the words he knows will hurt the most. "We used to be friends. That stopped a long time ago, *Kent*." But Clark hears a tremor in his voice. He *feels* longing communicated in that tremor, and it instigates him. Two steps and Clark is flush against the object of his longing, holding a rigid Lex in his desperate embrace. Tries to articulate his grief and regret by physically closing the distance between them. Lex inhales sharply. Clark cannot let go, knows if he does he'll never get this moment back. Finds the courage somewhere inside to rest his forehead on Lex's shoulder. Awaits a rejection that does not come. Instead, Lex's arms come around him. Their eyes lock as Clark touches his fingertip to the scar marking Lex's lip before replacing it with his mouth. He rubs gently against Lex, who opens his mouth, initiating their first kiss. Lex's tongue traces his lips before it slides into his mouth. With the first stroke of Lex's tongue against his, something *unfolds* in Clark and he breaks the kiss. Presses his face against Lex's neck. Whispers, voice unsteady: "I'm sorry. *God*, Lex. I-" Lex seems startled. "Oh, God. I... I am, too." His breathing is ragged "It's okay. It'll be okay." He cups Clark's face in his hands and presses a fierce kiss to the corner of his mouth. Then Lex is undressing Clark, and pushing against him until he falls back onto the bed. Clark tugs at Lex's clothes and after some fumbling they're both naked and flushed. Lex leans over Clark, kissing him slow and deep, like they're old hands at this. He's worshipped this body with his eyes for so long. Clark longs to explore Lex with a fervor that would put Magellan to shame. Finds a tight constellation of freckles near Lex's nipple and stops, fights his urgency long enough to stroke the spot with his tongue. Lex's hand tightens on his shoulder as he moves down. Takes Lex, first in his hand, then in his mouth. Clark sucks the head of Lex's cock eliciting a hiss from Lex. The sound urges him on, and Clark is just beginning to suck Lex's cock in earnest when Lex cups his cheek. Tugs at Clark gently, then with some force, to maneuver them so that Lex is astride him. Clark is surprised, until he realizes that Lex's thighs are spread. He's above him there, just so... *open*, and Clark feels just so fucking *grateful* that he's allowed this. He presses two saliva-slicked fingers against Lex, ignoring the awkward angle, rubbing his opening before sliding the digits in, widening Lex for his entrance. Lex throws his head back. Pushes down as Clark pushes his length past the tight ring of muscle, and a moan escapes from his contorted lips. Clark does not stop until he is buried, hip-deep in Lex. Accepted within his flesh. Lex arcs forward, a hand on either side of Clark's head, and writhes against him. Clark's hips buck, and a moan is torn from his lips. He thrusts upwards, experimentally at first, then with sure strokes. Lex groans, and Clark is hyper-aware of the fact that Lex is impaled on his cock, riding him as he thrusts. Lex's eyes are shut tight as Clark reaches out to wrap his hand around his cock, pumping Lex as he would himself. They're both moaning now; Clark giving Lex everything he has, Lex grinding against Clark and pumping into his fist. Clark's moans are punctuated by cries of "Lex" and "Oh God" and "Please". He feels the force building inside him, and fights to hold back until he feels Lex stiffen before gasping and spurting over Clark's belly and chest. The orgasm hits them *both* like Lex's car going sixty. When Lex comes he feels Clark erupting inside him, filling him. Lex mouths his name as he shudders, and collapses onto him, liquid. Clark presses his mouth to Lex's, trying to express seven years of concealed desire, of dreaming of the feel of skin and the arc of body, in his kiss. He moans when Lex finally pulls away, only to gather Clark in a possessive embrace. Anchoring him there. He murmurs Clark's name his name against his skin and Clark finds he can laugh. He's been 'Kent' or 'Superman' or just *nothing* for so long... "Hey, Lex?" "Yes?" "Say it again." Lex laughs softly. "*Make me*." "What's going on? Clark?" He smiles. "Say it again." A laugh on the other end, and then: "Come home... *Clark*." 1 7 . 0 9 . 0 4 - 1 9 . 0 9 . 0 4 If you enjoyed this story, please send feedback to armistice Also, why not join Level Three, the Smallville all-fic list? Back Level Three Records Room


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December 31st, 2006 06:26 am (UTC)
To say Addison was surprised would have been the biggest understatement of the century. She was so shocked that she even forgot to close her eyes as Derek's lips pressed against hers, his tongue slipping into her mouth. Addison stood frozed for a moment, staring at him as their lips remained locked before she finally got a hold on what was happening and she began to kiss him back.

This was the exact opposite of what she'd expected from Derek. She had expected that Derek would throw her out, tell her that he never wanted to see her again. None of her previous thoughts had led her to believe that this could happen.

Derek was kissing her, even after everything that she had just told him. He wanted no one to ever kiss her or do anything else to her again. He still wanted her. There was no way to describe the incredible relief the swept over her body. She couldn't be happier in this moment than she was right now. There was more pain to come. She knew that. But right now, for everything that was said and done, this was perfect.

Addison relaxed into his touch and closed her eyes, kissing him back and enjoying the feeling their lips brushing against one another. She brought the hand free from his grasp to the back of his neck and pulled him closer, deepening the kiss. After several moments, she finally pulled back, her lips swollen, and rested her head against his as she tried to catch her breath.

"No one ever will again," she whispered breathily, looking straight into his piercing blue eyes.

If they ever make it out of this, which it looked like they might, Addison would never give herself away again. She knew that she could only love Derek Shepherd, the only man her heart, body, and soul was for. Betraying him had been the most difficult thing to do, the most difficult thing to overcome. He was still willing to try and make this work and that was really all that they needed.
dr_shep on December 31st, 2006 08:05 am (UTC)
Derek enjoyed that he had taken her by surprise. She had allowed his tongue to slip into her mouth unobstructed and not even had sense enough to kiss back for moments. It proved to him that kissing her had been the right thing to do. It was the only way he could communicate what he wanted, and it worked so much better than words.

When she finally did react to the kiss, it was amazing. He wanted it it to be the most memorable kiss of their relationship. This was their reconnection. After this, no one would have claim to Addison. She would be his.

His lips curled into a smile as his eyes met hers when she finally pulled away. Their breaths were mingling in the air, and he couldn't stop his eyes from traveling down to her swollen lips. Being able to make her react like that always made Derek a little bit proud. He brought a hand up and brushed a lock of hair away from her face and tucked it behind her ear.

"No one," He repeated, making sure she understood how much he actually meant it.

Slipping his hands into her hair so he had just a little more control over her, he brushed his lips against hers, "You're mine."
xaddis0nx on December 31st, 2006 08:51 am (UTC)
Addison's eyes teared up again as she saw the affection and love in his eyes. It was sad, but she couldn't remember the last time he'd looked at her like that; not this morning, not when they were eating dinner. She figured it must've been years since he actually saw her that way, since he saw her as the love of his life. Now her Derek was back again and there hadn't been a moment (with maybe the exception of their wedding day) where she'd been happier.

She massaged the back of his neck with her hand as she continued to stare into his eyes, a soft smile slowly growing across her face. "Yours," she said quietly as she leaned in closer and dropped her gaze towards his lips. "Forever."

Their lips met again, softly brushing against one another. Addison kissed him gently but she was a little reluctant. She wasn't sure about going further or how far they could actually go. Their marriage was far from being fixed completely. They'd only made one step, albeit a big step, it was just one. There were many more things they needed to face and she didn't know if they were ready to move onto something more physical.
dr_shep on December 31st, 2006 09:35 am (UTC)
Derek wanted nothing more than to continue kissing her. He wanted his hands to explore her body. He wanted to get lost in her, to make love to her. The last person to touch her like that had been Finn Dandridge (the thought of which made him terribly ill), and he knew that Mark Sloan had more claim lately to Addison's body than even Derek.

He wanted Addison tonight. He wanted to wash away their respective affairs and start new. He wanted her to truly be his, and he wanted to be hers. He wanted to hear Addison call his name as she reached his peak.

He just wanted to be husband and wife again.

But, as their lips met and his tongue dragged along her lower lip, he sensed reluctance from her. He didn't want to feel reluctance on her part. That wasn't the way this was supposed to be.

He pulled away slightly, dropping his hands to her waist and wrapping them around her. Of course he wouldn't force her into anything. He'd never been one to do things like that, but he wanted her. His body ached for her, and he knew that the vision of Mark with Addison would haunt him until he had the chance to make love to her. The prospect terrified him.

"Addie," He said softly, dropping his forehead to hers.
xaddis0nx on December 31st, 2006 10:03 am (UTC)
She let out a sigh as Derek pulled away from the kiss and leaned his forehead against hers. The way his arms wrapped around her ways, the way he called her name, the way he was breathing; it all pointed to the one thing he wanted from her. Being married for that long, Addison knew exactly what Derek was hinting at.

Derek didn't seem to be uncertain of what he wanted in the slightest. Reading him, she knew he really wanted this and she really hadn't expected that he would want it this soon. Everything was taking a turn she never guessed would have happened, not this early. Telling him about the extent of her infidelity, she had imagined, would have been much more difficult to get over, but Derek seemed to be able to forgive her for that, a lot easier than she could forgive herself. All he wanted was to have her for himself.

Complaining about it was the last thing on her mind, but she just wasn't sure. She wanted this, definitely, but was just afraid; afraid of moving too fast, afraid of just messing this up. The last time either of them had sex was not with each other. If they were to make love, they needed to be really ready for this.

Addison could see that Derek was. This was something he wanted and was ready to leap for. He was the love of her life and if he leapt, so would she.

Keeping her eyes fixed on his to make sure he didn't have any second thoughts about this, her hands went to the bottom of his shirt, slowly pulling it up and over his head.
dr_shep on December 31st, 2006 10:19 am (UTC)
Derek raised his hands and allowed her to slip his shirt from over his head. As soon as she had tossed the offending garment aside, he brought his hands to her cheeks and pressed their lips together in a tender kiss. His lips opening hers and his tongue slipping inside just slightly. It wasn't nearly as foreful as his desire.

He could see that she needed proof that this was what he wanted. She seemed so reluctant, and he knew it was because of his pain. In twelve years he had never seen Addison reluctant. He pulled back from the kiss and pressed a series of quick kisses to her lips.

When he pulled away from the kisses, he was breathing heavier and wanted her more than he had in their entire time together (at least more than he had since their honeymoon), but he wouldn't push her. He wouldn't force her.

"I need you to be mine again, Addie," He told her softly, fingering the top button on her blouse but not undoing it, "I need this to be what I'm fighting for."

He brushed his lips across hers and slid them to the spot below her ear, his tongue darting out to touch it softly, knowing it would elicit the reaction he wanted. "You... are my wife."
xaddis0nx on December 31st, 2006 10:43 am (UTC)
As Derek's tongue gently went out to meet the spot below her ear, Addison immediately started breathing heavier and she let out a soft moan, tilting her head slightly and leaning in to get closer to him. Her desire to be with him increased as he continued and she knew that she needed this just as much as he did.

She couldn't remember when they had wanted or needed to be with each other this much. Sure, there were nights when needed to get things out of their system, from a rough day at work to just dealing with life, sex had been a way to relieve them of their frustrations. It was therapeutic. It became something they did just because they were married. It'd been a while since they actually made love to show just how much they loved each other.

This wasn't going to be something they did just for the heck of it. This had no other underlying reason. This was just them getting back to being Addison and Derek again.

"I'm your wife," Addison said softly, a few tears slipping from her eyes as she wrapped and arm around him and kneaded the muscles of his back, "And I am yours."

She pulled him closer and brought her other hand up between their bodies to the top of her blouse, unbuttoning it as her hand made its descent.
dr_shep on December 31st, 2006 10:56 am (UTC)
Derek smiled as he heard Addison make those promises to him. That was what he wanted to hear. He saw the tears drip from her eyes and barely even had to worry if they were tears of joy or sadness. Without asking questions, he brought his lips forward and kissed away the moisture.

He pulled back slightly, his eyes meeting hers. All he saw was love, radiating from her, and he hoped he was conveying the same thing because he loved her. He wanted this more than anything because Derek loved Addison. It was perfect. Mark and Meredith could no longer be factors in their relationship (or at least no longer the elephant in the room that no one mentions) because they would have both moved past it. They would be each other's again.

His hands were still wrapped around her waist and he dropped one to the waistband of her skirt, slipping underneath the fabric slightly and teasing her skin softly with his fingers. He took the other hand and pushed hers aside so he could unbutton her blouse. His lips leaned forward, capturing hers softly.
xaddis0nx on December 31st, 2006 11:37 am (UTC)
Addison moaned softly into his mouth and smiled slightly against his lips. Her body shuddered as she felt his finger tips dip underneath the waistband of her skirt, shivers going up her spine. She followed suit, running her hands down his abdomen, hooking her fingers in the waistband of his pants, moving them along the fabric teasingly.

The moment couldn't be any more perfect. Their love and desire filled the room, resonating from their very beings. With this they were going to start over again. It was a blank slate and belonged to each other and no one else. It didn't matter that she had once been with Mark and it didn't matter that Derek had been with Meredith. What mattered was that they were here now, starting over and fighting to survive.

She removed her fingers from the waistband of his pants once Derek had finished unbuttoning her blouse so she could shrug it off. Reaching behind her with one hand, she unclasped her bra, breaking their kiss and pulling away from him. Addison stood before him, slowly letting the lacy material slide off her arms, revealing herself to Derek little by little. She caught his eyes with her gaze for a moment and she just looked at him, conveying that this, her body, was his and only his.
dr_shep on December 31st, 2006 06:41 pm (UTC)
Derek swallowed heavily as he watched Addison reveal herself to him, an intense look in her eyes. This was amazing. They were connected; they were just Derek and Addison. Right now, nothing else mattered, just their love and desire for each other.

For the first time in months, Derek's mind was solely on Addison. The rest of the world had truly disappeared. There wasn't a Meredith or a Mark. They weren't having any troubles. They were just in love.

He took one step forward, closing the distance between himself and Addison. His hands were extended, and he placed them on her hips pulling her completely against his body. With a small smile, his lips found hers in a kiss, his tonge immediately seeking entrance in her mouth.
xaddis0nx on December 31st, 2006 10:46 pm (UTC)
Her lips parted and allowed his tongue to slip into her mouth. Her arms snaked around him and she let her fingers softly graze the skin at the small of his back. The feeling of her breasts pressed up against his chest sent tingles all over her body, her skin heating up.

Tearing her lips away from his, Addison kissed down his neck, brushing her lips against his throat as she continued her descent. She moved her body down, placing kisses on his chest, his abdomen, and along the waistband of his pants.

Addison wanted this to be absolutely special. Tonight things had to be taken slowly as every move conveyed just how much they cared for one another. She loved Derek and tonight was the night to show him that she really was his forever, that she would never give herself away again.

She kissed her way up again, her hands seeking the drawstrings of his lounge pants to pull them down.
dr_shep on December 31st, 2006 10:54 pm (UTC)
As soon as Addison had made her way back to her full height, he sought her lips again. As his tongue massaged hers, he shifted his hips backward so she could slip his lounge pants down and stepped out of them when they were far enough down his legs.

Derek brought one hand up to her breast, cupping it slightly as he ran his thumb over the nipple. He was intent on exploring her body, every inch. It was time to reclaim what was rightfully his, and this was the only way. One hand still on her breast, the other undid the clasp and zipper on the side of her skirt.

He pulled back slightly, wanting to see her as he did this before finding her earlobe with his teeth, "I love you, Addie."
xaddis0nx on January 1st, 2007 07:40 am (UTC)
Addison let out a moan when Derek's teeth made contact with her earlobe. Her hand went up to run her finger nails down his arm as the other cupped his hardening member, rubbing it slowly through his boxers, happy to get the reaction she wanted.

"I love you, Derek," she said breathily, her voice low and filled with desire. Addison was ready to give him anything, to give up anything to be with him. He was the only one she imagined sharing her future with and she wouldn't want to have it any other way.

Mark could never measure up to Derek and neither could Finn. Derek was the only love of her life and the only she wanted. He was the only one who was supposed to have her and she promised herself that that's what it will be. She would be his forever and always, completely.
dr_shep on January 1st, 2007 08:13 am (UTC)
Derek moaned as Addison's skilled hand made contact with his hardness. He dropped his head to her shoulder momentarily so he could regain his bearings and adjust to the sensation.

He lifted his head and brought his mouth to hers, nipping slightly at her bottom lip. As he continued to tease her lips, Derek took pulled her hand away from his boxers and intwined their fingers. He brought their connected hands to his lips, pulling away from her so he could press a kiss to her knuckle.

This kissing and slow undressing was all good and well. It was his reclaiming of her body, their reconnection. He was ready to take this further, to fully connect with her, and that wasn't going to happen standing in the middle of the trailer.

Their hands still connected, he slowly lead her back to the bed, crawling atop the covers and leaning against the propped pillows waiting for her to join him.
xaddis0nx on January 1st, 2007 08:35 am (UTC)
Looking down at Derek, Addison could see the love and lust in his eyes. They both needed and wanted this so badly. It was time that they become Addison and Derek again, connecting in the way they'd always excelled at in their earlier years of marriage.

Addison let go of his hand and stared at him. There lay Derek, her only love and her past, present, and future. She would never give herself to anyone else again because he was the only one who could have her completely.

Slowly, she hooked her thumbs into the waist band of her panties, pulling them down slowly, revealing herself to him just as she'd done with her bra. After they pooled down to the floor, Addison stepped of them and joined him on the bed.

"I'm yours forever," Addison said softly as she scooted closer to him and brushed her lips against his.
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tagNonConsent/ReluctanceBad Blind Date Ch. 02

Bad Blind Date Ch. 02

After firing three loads in quick succession both into and on Lucia's face, Adam seemed to finally be somewhat satisfied. Absentmindedly, he began to stroke her hair as her head rested in his lap on the driver's side of the car, still parked on the shoulder of the lonely country road. He turned her head towards him, so that her right cheek rested against his sticky and flaccid cock, and her eyes could look up to meet his.

"I have to admit," he said groggily, "for an over-educated bitch, you sure know how to take a good mouth fucking."

Lucia, still somewhat delirious from lack of oxygen - and shocked by Adam's behaviour -was at a complete loss for words. Though an admittedly unabashed lover of cock, Lucia was far more used to being the one in control, be it teasing a cock with her mouth, or riding on it cowgirl style. Though her throat was on fire, her jaw ached, and her lips felt puffy and tender, she was momentarily impressed with herself for her ability to survive the worst of his oral onslaught. Though unused to giving up control of the situation, Lucia admitted to herself that her many hours deepthroating cocks in the past had certainly paid off and kept her from throwing up all over Adam's lap - an act that surely would have only spurred on further abuse.

"And those thick lips of yours," Adam went on in a complimentary tone, "were absolutely made for worshiping cock."

Involuntarily, and without thinking, Lucia pursed her lips in response to the compliment.

"That's it! Kiss it for me you slut. You love my fat cock, so kiss it!" A hard edge returned to Adam's voice as he began to recover from his post-orgasmic bliss. When she paused, looking up at him with big brown eyes rimmed with tears, Adam responded quickly with a light smack to the back of her head with his hand. "Do it slut!"

Lucia complied with his demand, and began to kiss his cock and balls, lightly at first with tiny pecks. Adam's hands returned to stroking her hair as he gave her verbal encouragement to match his now-gentle touch. He ordered her to kiss it more lovingly, and she quickly did as he said, without need to a corporal reminder. Fresh saliva mixed with the drying cum all over his shaft, and Adam began to grow hard again as Lucia lustily made out with his fat member.

"Moan while you kiss me." he ordered.

Lucia did as she was told, and moaned as she forced herself to worship Adam's thick fat cock - once again fully hard - with her mouth. She felt him twitch as her moans vibrated up his length, and soon his groans joined her own, and his hand became more insistent on her head, guiding her up and down the length of his shaft and balls. What started as an act began to take on a life of its own, and Lucia found herself beginning to grow moist despite her confusion and disgust at Adam's behaviour. Her natural instincts as a generous lover began to take over, and her moans became more sincere as her mouth - and pussy - grew wetter. To her dismay, Adam quickly picked up on her shift in perspective, and his response was immediate.

"I knew you were fucking into this, slut. All you uppity bitches secretly just want to be on your knees eating cock." he said with excitement. "Cassy was right, you were totally worth saving up a three-week load for!"

Lucia was frozen in place by his words, unable to comprehend them at first. The idea that Cassandra - Cassy as Adam called her - had arranged for her humiliation sent anger coursing through her veins, and she felt her face grow hot with shame. She was still pondering this reality as Adam opened the door to his car and stepped out before reaching back to grab a handful of her hair once again. Dragging her by her head, he positioned her on all fours, straddling the glove box between the two seats, her head just reaching the edge of the door frame. Pausing only to kick off his pants, Adam plunged his rock-hard manhood back into her mouth once again, and began to face fuck her mercilessly.

This time, Lucia gagged fiercely as he pounded her, and streams of drool quickly snaked and bobbed their way to the pavement at Adam's feet. His cock felt longer, thicker, and harder than ever as he thrust home in what he had now decided was a willing mouth. His enthusiasm was obvious as he encouraged Lucia on, all the while never easing up the vice grip he held on the back of her head.

"Yeah! Fuck yeah! Take that cock you whore! Take every fucking inch you filthy slut!" he yelled into the cool night air. "Fucking gag on my big cock!"

Lucia squealed and tried to feebly slap at Adam's legs, but he seemed to take her motions and muffled screams as signs of encouragement, and sped up his thrusts - his own chest now heaving with exertion. His balls began to slap higher and higher on her chin as they tightened and he approached his fourth orgasm in a row. Lucia, despite her discomfort and anger, was none-the-less somewhat in awe of his virility as he began to pump jet after jet of cum directly down her throat without a word of warning. He gasped for air, and hugged her head tightly to his stomach as he spent himself inside her, staying perfectly still until his orgasm faded.

When he let go, Lucia came up gasping, dizzy and disoriented from lack of air. He gave a sharp tug on her hair, and pulled her forward, causing Lucia to crawl towards him. Grabbing her by the armpits with his strong hands, Adam pulled her from the car bodily, and placed her woozily onto her feet. Lucia shivered as the night air seeped into her sweat and saliva-soaked skin.

"I think its time to unwrap my present." Adam said in a tone that suggested he wasn't open to reasoned debate.

Before Lucia could formulate any attempt at dissuasion, she felt Adam's hands grasp her dress in the front, on either side of her amply-displayed cleavage. She gasped in surprise as she heard a loud rending sound, and felt the flimsy material of her dress part and pull away across first her chest, then stomach, and finally between her legs as Adam ripped her dress off her like a 1980's wrestler. In shock, she tried to cover herself as her dress fell away onto the gravel of the road's shoulder. As she attempted to cover her breasts and pussy, she was intercepted by Adam's hands. Grabbing her wrists, he placed her hands at her sides and held them there while he inspected her up and down.

"Fuck you'll do nicely slut. You're going to make a fantastic plaything for the next few months until I get tired of you."

Lucia's gaze dropped in submission and humiliation with the knowledge that she was, for the time being, powerless to counter his statements. As her gaze drifted down, she found herself staring at his once-again impossibly-hard dick between his legs.

"I fucking like what I see." he said, "And this time I'm going to really make it mine."

Lucia yelped as Adam grabbed her by the hair and pulled her to her knees on the hard pavement in front of him. Grasping her chin in one hand and hair in the other, he tilted her head up so that she was looking into his eyes.

"Suck on my balls, bitch." he commanded.

Lucia had little choice but to comply as he pulled her head in, and buried it into his scrotum. Lucia mouthed his balls, drawing them gently into her mouth one at a time, and licking them all over. Adam, meanwhile, amused himself by slapping the heavy and fat head of his cock against her forehead, alternating between slapping and stroking himself. Amazingly, he was one hundred percent hard yet again, a feat that caused a shiver of arousal to run down Lucia's spine. She moaned softly as she suckled his balls, and Adam responded by rubbing his sticky cock shaft across her forehead, back and forth like a windshield wiper.

"I'm going to fuck your sweet, wet mouth like a pussy." Adam blurted suddenly. "Fuck yes I am you insatiable slut."

Pushing forward with his hips, Adam drove his cock and balls into Lucia's face hard, the pressure knocking her back onto her bare butt on the gritty pavement behind her. She reached back with her hands to catch herself, but quickly found herself being pushed flat on her back on the side of the road, parallel to the traffic lines. Adam straddled her chest, slapping his long dick up and down on her tits and rubbing his head on her nipples while Lucia watched.

"Push your tits together for me slut." Adam ordered. "I want to fuck them."

Lucia reached up one hand on either side of her ample breasts and pressed them together to form a pocket around his throbbing meat. Adam groaned and began to thrust his soaking wet pole in and out in her cleavage, rocking back and forth with gusto. When Lucia put her head back onto the road and closed her eyes in an attempt to hide the naked lust she felt watching his thick member sliding between her breasts, Adam reached down with one hand and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head back up.

"Watch me fuck your tits, whore. I know you love it."

Lucia whimpered as she felt him pulse against her warm skin, a distraction from the discomfort of the small stones digging into her backside. She wondered to herself how many more times he would subject her to his cum before he was finished for the evening, and found herself secretly hoping she would inspire him to a new personal best record. She soon discovered that she need not wait long for his fifth load, as she felt and heard a powerful blast of cum ricochet off of her chin to splatter between her open lips. Three more followed in quick succession, coating her mouth, neck, and chin with his slick fluid. Lucia moaned in unfeigned pleasure as its warmth and salty taste.

"I knew you would turn out to be a cumslut, Lucia." Adam said, rubbing the head of his against her face, smearing the cum on her lips.

Lucia licked it from her lips with relish, now savouring the taste of him. She was never-the-less surprised when she found his still-hard rod pressing between her lips as Adam shifted his weight upwards to mount her head. Without skipping a beat, he began to vigorously thrust himself into her mouth, gagging her with his still-leaking cock. Lucia tried to push him away and catch her breath, but she found her arms pinned to the asphalt by Adam's knees. She gagged and coughed around his shaft as he pumped himself into her throat, careless of her feeble struggling. Lucia felt warm wet saliva begin to run down her neck, and slather her cheeks and chin.

"Oh god you fucking whore. You take my cock so good. I fucking own this mouth." Adam groaned.

Her head pinned between his thighs, and her airway partially blocked with his massive tool, Lucia fought to suppress a feeling of claustrophobic panic despite the cool night air and open sky above her. Her fear was quickly replaced by a new one however, as she became aware of both the sound and flickering headlights of an approaching vehicle. Coming from the direction of her head, Lucia just managed to tilt herself back far enough to look past Adam's parked car and watch the twin beams of light rush towards her. For his part, Adam seemed spurred on by the car's approach, and began to pummel her mouth all the harder.

"I hope this guy likes watching me destroy you face, you slut." Adam said, pushing himself as deep as possible. "Gag on it, whore."

Lucia half-hoped the car would stop and help her from her predicament, but to her disappointment, it drove right on past, slowing only briefly to rubber-neck at their display. Adam waved to them, his smile huge as his other hand pulled Lucia's head up, impaling her on his meat. As the sound of the car receded, it was replaced by the sound of Adam's ragged breathing. Knowing what was next, Lucia braced herself, eyes closed, as Adam let loose a primal and wolf-like howl and shot his load directly down her throat.

Adam left his cock in her mouth for several minutes as he finally grew soft, and Lucia instinctively licked and sucked him clean. When he pulled out, he helped her wordlessly to her feet and ushered her back into the car naked, the torn remains of her dress left on the roadside. Adam seemed to be satiated at last, and in silence, he started to drive her the rest of the way home. As he pulled into her driveway at 2:30am, Adam reached out wordlessly, and pressed his fingers against Lucia's pussy lips. Too tired to stop him, she watched as he hand came away sticky and wet with her juices. She blushed as he sniffed his hand while staring at her.

"I thought so. You loved every second of that didn't you whore." he said. "No. Don't try and deny it. Get your naked ass out of my car."

Head down, Lucia got out, and clad only in her heels, rushed for her front door, hoping her neighbours were fast asleep. She turned as Adam called out to her through his car window.

"Call me when you're ready for more." he said before backing out of her driveway and pulling away.

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Home Theater Glory Hole

PLEASE NOTE: This story contains depictions of sex between males. It is not in the "Gay Male" category because that is not the main theme. But if sex between males bothers you, please do not read this story- you will not like it.

David Campbell was considered a real up and comer in his hometown of Chattanooga, Tennessee. He was a successful attorney, active in a host of civic organizations, always seemed to have a bevy of beautiful women to choose from, a real man about town. He was also an eccentric pervert. He was addicted to cocksucking. He certainly didn't consider himself gay; he liked women, and liked to fuck them. He had no interest in anal sex with a man, and preferred to receive head from a woman than a man. But he loved to stroke a cock to hardness, lick the bulbous head, massage and lick balls, and take the cock into his mouth and suck the juice out of it. He loved the feeling of cum filling his mouth, sliding down his throat, or hitting his face. He couldn't get enough of it.

David tried to be discrete with his lifestyle in Chattanooga. He saved most of his debauchery for out of town trips. Every other weekend or so he would be off to Atlanta, an hour and a half away, or Nashville, about two hours away. There, he was known around the adult bookstores stores, theaters, and clubs as always on the prowl for cock. He knew where every glory hole was in both towns, and could usually be found kneeling at one, taking on all cummers.

He had a small but close-knit circle of friends in Chattanooga that he did party with, several of whom were married. They kept their doings to themselves. Naturally, there were rumors around town about how wild and "kinky" he was, but he was able to keep it in the mode of adding to his reputation and mystique as a hedonistic bachelor rather than a depraved cocksucker.

David had built a home theater in the basement of his large home on Lookout Mountain. He had twenty large swiveling reclining chairs installed in an odd configuration. Sixteen were laid out in four rows of four on the left hand two thirds of the room, and two rows of two on the right side. The four chairs on the right side were separated from the others by a wall, which was only about eight feet in length. When people inquired about the strange arrangement, David told them that there was a ceiling support pole he had enclosed. That was true, as far as the statement went, but the wall beyond the pole was only the width of 5/8" plywood. Into that section of wall, David had cut two keyholes shaped glory holes about 20 inches apart. This allowed two men to stand side by side on the one side and David to either suck a cock while warming up another with his hand, or to have someone join him on the sucking side. The keyhole shape was to allow for the balls to be accessible, or to be thrust through along with the dick to be sucked. David wanted to be able to get to the balls.

David loved the anonymity of sucking through glory holes. He had the room arranged so that he could swing his theater chair around and suck while seated in a comfortable chair (although he did have to move to the front of the chair to reach the hole), and he could watch the big screen unless he had his head right at the gloryhole.

The gloryholes were covered in a manner that they were not obvious when closed, so when David had ordinary movie nights, or dates over, his guests did not know they were there.

David had been dating a woman named Amy for a couple of months, and the sex between them was great. She loved to suck his cock, and was very good at it. David became obsessed with the idea of sharing cocks with Amy at his gloryhole. He actually had one experience with sharing cocks with a woman at a gloryhole in an adult bookstore in Nashville, and he had found it the most exciting thing he had ever done, and he had often fantasized about finding a woman with whom he could do that again. Although he had not shared with Amy any of his secret life, he genuinely thought she could be the one. She was bold, uninhibited, and she sucked his cock with such fervor that he knew she loved to suck.

David set out to plan how he could set up a session where he and Amy could share cocks. He arranged a small party with a few trusted friends. Two were married, and one of the wives knew of her husbands and David's kinky escapades, although she really didn't approve. She had agreed to come to dinner, but didn't want to stay around for the sex. In addition to the two married couples to add an air of legitimacy to the event, there were three single guys who were regulars at David's parties who were to attend also.

The dinner party was a big hit, everyone got along well, and Amy was comfortable with the other couples and not suspicious at all of the extra men. After dinner, the group retired to the theater room to watch movies. David had prepared a special DVD he made of scenes he hoped would lead Amy down the path he wanted her to take.

The wife who was in on the plan had laid the groundwork during dinner, and as David was readying things for viewing the movie, she feigned a major illness. Her husband was sympathetic, but insisted that he needed to stay and talk business with the other men. The other wife was manipulated into being drafted to drive the "ill" wife home, and quickly agreed to do so, as she was already getting bored and didn't like the idea of hanging around for a bunch of guy talk, since Amy had not been particularly friendly to her, giving all her attention to David.

As the two other women left, it didn't really register with Amy that she was now alone with David and five other men. She was fixing drinks for them and laughing and flirting with them as David loaded the DVD player.

"Hey, you all want to watch some porn instead of that lame movie we had talked about?" David called out.

All the guys quickly called out their approval. David looked quizzically at Amy. "Is that alright with you, sweetie?" he asked.

Amy was taken aback. She and David had watched porn together before, and the last time he had eaten her to a thunderous orgasm, and she had sucked him off twice while he watched the movie. She felt uncomfortable, but didn't want to seem a prude. "Sure," she answered, "if that's what you really want to do." She emphasized the word "really," hoping that David would sense her reluctance, and change course.

But David simply exclaimed "Great!," and inserted a DVD into the player.

As the opening credits flashed on the screen, David steered Amy into the side of the room with the four chairs, leaving the five guys on the other side. "Lets go over here where we can have some privacy," he said, putting his arm around Amy.

"I don' know what you want to do, but I don't feel comfortable..." Amy started to protest, but David pressed his lips to hers, stopping her in mid sentence. He kissed her deeply, thrusting his tongue deep into her mouth.

"It'll be fine," he said. "We can just fool around a little over here. They can't see us."

Amy settled into the chair next to David. The film was an erotic scenario of a couple performing oral sex on each other, and as David kissed and caressed her, Amy could feel herself getting wet and aroused. She became lost in heavy petting with David as he lifted her shirt, undid her bra, and began slobbering over her breasts. Eventually, he worked her pants down and slipped a couple of fingers into her wet snatch. Meanwhile, she had unzipped his pants and had his cock out, jacking it up and down.

Amy looked back at the screen for the first time in a while and saw a different scene. There was a different woman, and she was being double penetrated by two men, while trying to suck off two more guys who had their pricks stuck in her face. She watched the movie for several minutes as David continued to finger fuck her pussy.

David began to rub her clit as he moved his fingers in and out of her cunt. He brought her to an orgasm that way, and as she came down from it, he pushed her to the floor in front of his chair.

"I want in your mouth," David panted.

Amy needed no encouragement, and quickly gobbled his cock into her mouth. She worked lovingly on it, licking the head, massaging the balls, going back and forth on the shaft. She was aware of David swiveling the chair around, but she assumed he was positioning himself so she could get at his balls better and be able to take him deeper into her throat.

As Amy continued to minister to David's manhood, she became increasingly aware of commotion around her. She first looked over her shoulder at the screen. She did a double take, as she realized she was looking at a woman licking the balls of connected to a cock being sucked by a man.

The woman sat transfixed. She had never seen the depiction of a homosexual act between men, and she watched in a combination of fascination and repulsion as the man and woman on the screen alternated sucking the cock they were working on.

Amy was literally jerked back to reality by David pulling her toward him. She turned toward him, and was shocked to see him sucking a dick shoved through a hole in the wall.

"Com'on baby, help me suck this dick," David pleaded as he licked the purple head of the protruding male member. "I want you to help me suck the cum out of this dick," David exclaimed.

Amy watched in horror as her date sucked the unknown cock. She was dumbfounded, unable to move for several moments, but finally tore herself away from the scene.

"You filthy pervert!" she screamed as she rose to her feet, trying simultaneously to pull her shirt down and her pants up.

David was horrified as he realized Amy was reacting so negatively. He tried to grab her and shouted out, "no Amy, don't go, let me explain."

But Amy was having none of it, pushing her way past David, and hissing, "you let me go you bastard, or I'll have the cops here so fast, and they'll through your fag ass in jail."

David was stunned by her actions, and was riveted in place. He heard Amy slamming doors as she made her way through the house, and even in the well-insulated basement he heard her car tires squeal as she sped away.

Needless to say, the evening was over, and David's guests quietly slipped away after attempting to console him.

For the next week, David was very depressed. Amy wouldn't answer his calls or respond to his eMailed apologies. He was despondent over having misjudged her, and having rushed his plan into action. He avoided all of his friends, and did nothing but mope around his house.

By the middle of the next week, he was horny as hell, and needed to get some relief. His brother Bob and his wife Trish were coming to visit on the weekend, to attend a wedding Saturday about an hour away. It was an evening wedding, followed by dinner and dancing, so they would not be back until after midnight. David would have the night to himself, so he decided to have a little party to get over his rejection by Amy.

His friend Jack had met three Army guys from Ft. Benning recently in Atlanta, and had been anxious to bring them to Chattanooga. One of his other buddies, Bill, had met a couple guys a bookstore in Chattanooga he wanted them to party with. While David usually avoided local folks he didn't know well, his morass led him to agree. He threw in a couple of the regulars, and had a party planned of 10 guys, about half of whom would be new meat for him.

Bob and Trish arrived Saturday afternoon, and they had time to visit before they had to leave for the wedding. David liked Trish, but considered her a rather nerdy, not particularly sexy woman. She had trouble with contact lens due to dry eyes, so she usually wore frumpy glasses and dressed very conservatively. She looked like a librarian, and in fact was a "media specialist" at a community college. When she was dressed for the wedding, however, David was surprised at how sexy she looked. She wore a sexy cocktail dress, a few inches above the knee, and with narrow spaghetti straps on her shoulders. She had on contacts, and her hair up in a stylish bun. David wondered to himself why he had never taken an interest in her before.

Bob and Trish left about five, and indicated they would probably be back no earlier than midnight, probably more like 1:00 AM. David wished them a good time at their wedding, and set about readying for his party as soon as their car had pulled away. He was starting his party early, and planned to have everybody cleared out by 11 or so.

His guests arrived about 7:00 or so, and David was impressed by the guys his friends had brought. The soldiers from Ft. Benning were all chiseled young men in their early twenties. Two were black; one light skinned, named Chuck, and one very dark, named Jamal. The other guy was Hispanic, named Ramon, and build like a linebacker. David knew just by looking at them they were likely well hung. The new local guys were good looking, too, but David was salivating over the soldiers.

After some drinks and get acquainted small talk, David put in one of his favorite bisexual DVDs, and the group settled in to party. By eight thirty or so, David and Jack were at the two gloryholes, slobbering over the dicks of the black two soldiers. David had Jamal, and wasn't disappointed as he had 9" of thick black cock, and a big pair of balls. He glanced over at his friend and saw that Jack was being treated to Chuck's dick, almost as long but even thicker than Jamal's. He was excited at the thought of getting to that cock before the night was over.

As David sucked Jamal's cock and alternatively licked his nuts, he became aware that the door to the theater room had been open for a time. He stopped what he was doing and looked over to the doorway. There, frozen in the bright light from the hallway were his brother Bob and his sister-in-law Trish.

David stammered out "wha...what are you doing back?"

David could not see Bob's face, but could see Trish's. She was staring transfixed at the sight in the theater room: Jamal's dick was still hard and sticking through the hole in the wall. Jack was stilling jerking off Chuck, and the other six guys were all at least naked from the waist down, sporting hardons, and either jerking themselves or another guy. The big screen showed an orgy of men and women sucking and fucking in various combinations. She was soaking it all in.

He heard Bob's voice from behind Trish. He spoke in a soft, even tone. "The wedding was cancelled. The two families got in a fistfight at the rehearsal dinner last night. They tried to have the wedding anyway, but they had a big argument and called it off."

"My God," David exclaimed. "I'm so sorry and embarrassed that you had to walk in on this. I don't know what else to say."

There was an awkward silence for a few moments. David was horrified at being caught with a dick in his mouth by his prim and proper brother and his straight-laced wife. He looked into Trish's face, expecting to see disgust and loathing, but seeing instead lust and desire. He realized that Trish was walking into the room and toward him.

"Nothing to be embarrassed about," she said in a husky voice. "Please, go right on with your party."

Trish stopped right where David was still sitting beside the gloryhole. Jamal's dick had gone semi-hard, but was still impressive. Trish's eyes were locked on it.

"Please, go back to sucking it," she said softly.

David hesitated for several moments, processing the situation. Meanwhile, Jack had gone back to sucking Chuck's dong.

David hesitatingly reached out his tongue and began licking the Jamal's cockhead. His cock immediately started to spring to life.

As her brother-in-law started to lick and suck the large black dick, Trish squatted down on the floor for a better look. She had to hike up the skirt of her dress as she did, so that it was around her hips. She moved in close to David and the hole, and stared, wide eyed.

"Can I touch it?" she asked in a hushed whisper.

David had his mouth full of cock at that instant, but he mumbled "uh huh" around Jamal, nodded his head as best he could.

His sister-in-law put out her hand and rubbed the cock near the base. She reached around with her other hand and cupped his balls, as David continued to suck the head. Soon, she moved her own head to David's sucking mouth. Her hand eased David off the cock. As he moved off, she kissed David passionately and deeply, forcing her tongue deep into his mouth. She let out a guttural moan as she did.

Trish broke off the kiss and moved her mouth to the throbbing cock. She licked the cockhead, relishing in the pre-cum dripping from the young soldier. She took as much of the dick as she could, happily gagging it down into her throat. She had so much of its length in her mouth that David was left with nothing to lick but the massive balls.

David and Trish worked on the large black cock for several minutes, alternating between sucking it, licking it, licking and sucking the balls, and kissing each other. Their ministrations were driving Jamal crazy, and eventually he began trashing against the wall and letting out a roar that said he was about to cum.

When the first cum squirted from his dick, it was in Trish's mouth. After catching the first two blasts, she pulled it out and pointed it toward David's open, eager mouth. David caught a couple of spurts in or around his mouth before Trish aimed Jamal's still shooting cock back toward her face. Jamal squirted several more strands of cum onto the woman's cheeks and chin.

Trish pulled David's face to her cum slimed face and began licking cum from the corners of his mouth and transferring it into his mouth. David began licking cum from her face, swallowing some, and snowballing the rest into Trish's mouth. They greedily licked each other's faces clean like two kittens until they noticed there was another cock protruding through the gloryhole. They pounced on it and proceed to shower it with licking and sucking.

The second guy didn't last very long, and before long the pair was rewarded with another round of cum to share. This time David took most of the cumshot in his mouth, and then snowballed it back to Trish in a deep kiss. They kept this up for a time, swapping cum back and forth until their salvia had diluted it to an extent they could hardly taste it. About that time, another cock was offered up through the gloryhole, and they went back to their synchronized sucking and licking.

David became aware that Trish's head was banging against the wall in a regular rhythm. He looked back and saw that Bob was furiously fucking his wife from behind. He had not bothered to remove her pantyhose, just tearing a hole in the crotch and pushing her panties to the side. David was in awe of the lurid scene of his brother fucking his wife while she shared sucking a cock with his own brother. He thought for a second that he regretted he had never installed video cameras in the room to record such a hot scene, and vowed to do so before going back to sharing the cock with Trish.

In a few minutes, Bob's pounding of Trish picked up intensity, and she had to back off the cock she and David were working over as she was wracked by a series of extreme orgasms. Bob let out a loud groan as he shot his cum deep into his wife's pussy.

David heard a plop as Bob withdrew from Trish. Trish scrambled around and pushed David to the floor, taking his place sucking the cock through the gloryhole. She maneuvered his face under her crotch, and hissed out "eat me, lick my pussy!" to her brother-in-law.

David didn't need a written invitation as he fervidly raised his head into Trish's gash. He had eaten pussy before, but never freshly fucked pussy. He loved the pungent smell and wetness, and suddenly realized that he could taste his own brother's cum commingled with her juices. That was a major turn on for him, and he increased the pace of his gnawing on her clitoris. He pushed his tongue as far up her fuck hole as he could, using it to scoop out more cum. In minutes, he had brought Trish to another screaming orgasm.

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STRIP Ch. 12

Chapter 12 - The Arrangementwelve of a multi-part Naked In School story. The characters:

Father: Dick Treyshun
Mother: Cassi Fallopia
(Second marriage for each.)
Son (his): Rod Treyshun
Daughter (hers): Penny Fallopia

In Chapter Eleven, Dick runs into Rod's STRIP partner Quinn at the dry cleaners. She complains about Rod leaving her horny, so Dick obliges to provide some satisfaction. They're coitus interrupted by the storeowner. At home, Dick fantasizes about fucking his daughter Penny as he stares at her cheerleader uniform that he's stuffed with socks. She walks in, undresses and shyly maneuvers him into position with the real thing. At the climax of their heated union, Rod and Cassi show up in the doorway. They applaud and then retire to Rod's bedroom to get reacquainted in horizontal position.

Dick and Penny rubbed each other with soapy hands. The feel of his daughter's smooth, firm skin got Dick excited, perhaps too excited. Whether Penny was ready and willing or not, he wanted another go. Penny seemed to be enjoying the foreplay so he went further, slipping his fingertips between her labia, pulling at her inflated nipples, kissing her vibrating lips. Penny reciprocated by stroking Dick's cock, the soap a useful lubricant. He was as hard as he'd ever been.

In the middle of all this, Cassi pulled back the curtain. "Aren't you two done yet? Move it, will ya'?"

Penny froze in mid-fondle. "Okay, just give us a minute."

Dick took Cassi's and Penny's comments as an endorsement for repeat penetration. He guided Penny to face the back wall of the shower and got behind her, guiding his cock where it had just recently been. Her vagina yielded to his stiffness, but not without a comment. "Oooohhh Daddy. I love how you feel."

Dick felt an urgency, and not just from Cassi's impatience. Maybe Cassi would change her mind, or Penny would decide that fucking her father was gross. He needed to take advantage before circumstances or attitudes changed. He picked up the pace, humping Penny against the tile wall, her breasts pressed against his palms. To get a better grip, he rinsed his hands in the spray and held her by the waist.

Her chest pushed forward, unencumbered by her father's grasp. "The tiles are cold against my nipples. God, your cock feels good. Harder, Daddy, fuck me harder!"

Dick obliged, pumping like a steam locomotive. Instead of smoke from its stack, cum sprayed Penny's insides just as she wailed with her own orgasm. The water got cooler as the hot water tank got depleted from their marathon shower. "We could both use a cold shower," said Dick.

Penny giggled.

They pulled back the curtain. Cassi stood there with two oversized bath towels. "I need some time alone with your father. Go dry off and get dressed. And leave your brother alone. He's pretty worn out."

Dick dried himself, trying not to think about how Cassi and Rod had fucked in the other room.

"It's six and I'm hungry." Penny held out her hand. "Money for carry-out?"

"Take it from my purse in the hallway. And no junk food," said Cassi.

Penny bounced from the room, her towel slipping with each movement.

Dick's eyes followed his daughter's expanding nudity. "I hope she puts something on if she has them deliver." Dick did a few final rubs with the towel and put on a bathrobe. Cassi sat at the foot of their king bed in a t-shirt and shorts. "I'm so glad you're home," he said.

"So am I." Cassi kissed him, soft but demanding lips. "I've missed you very much. But I needed to get things straight in my mind."

"And have you?" He held her hand.

"Uh-huh. It took a few days but I'm at peace and everything is clear. Our relationship is very strong. It'll survive whatever we throw at it. But my experiences with Rod proved to me that I need a broader set of sex partners."

Dick was confused and concerned. Had he lost his wife? "Haven't I always been good enough-"

She squeezed his hand. "And you still are, more than good. You're awesome. But haven't you ever thought about other women? Wasn't it exciting to be with Sandy?"

"You know about that?" Who knew to spill the beans except him and-

"Of course. She called me right after. By the way, she thought you were awesome too."

Compared to Arthur, Sandy's husband and sex partner on the 15th and 30th, anyone would be a star. "I have to admit it was exciting, partially because she was different. She was a little unpredictable."

"So you know what I'm talking about. You know, she always has been, even out of bed. Do you want to talk about it, you and Sandy?"

Dick paused. Did he want to share the feelings or details? Could he deliver a play-by-play? Did he even want to? That experience was best left as a pleasant erotic memory, with the details fading with time. "No, I don't think so."

"Evidently you two never had a reprise."

If they had, would Sandy have ratted them out again? "Your psychologist Dr. Fine told her to stop."

"Sounds like the good doctor. So protective yet so conservative."

Dr. Fine hadn't been so conservative with Dick. Stripping down to her undies, pretending to offer herself as a sex partner, and then having him perform a role-play with Lana. Except Lana made it the real thing, pissing the doctor off real good.

Cassi continued, "Well, to be completely honest with you, the way I got my act together while I was away was by having sex with other men."

Dick had previously thought of the possibility, but hearing it was still a shock. "Please, Cassi! I know I did a stupid thing to have you and Rod half dressed when I left the house but-"

"Silly! Not to get back at you. No. To spread my wings."

Sounded more like spreading her legs. Dick had one question. "Why?"

"You and I both are sexual beings. I was before I met you. We seemed a perfect match. Dr. Fine seemed to understand that in our sessions. Her advice was to reduce my need by meditation and self-discipline." She pulled his hand to her chest. "But that didn't work. Why, I even administered sexual comfort to a young man on the train downstate. That's how poor my self control is."

Dick considered pulling his hand from hers. "You did? How come?"

"It was just like with Rod. He was sexually unprepared and I became his teacher. And that's when I realized that I liked having sex with Rod because of how I am. Neither of us can make ourselves less sexually active, but perhaps we can enhance the sexual part of our lives with variety."

"You make it sound like we're going to have one of those '70's open marriages. Can we really pull that off without ruining what we have?"

"If we're honest and remember that it applies to both of us. You'll have to tell me after you've had sex with someone else, and so will I. Promise?"

Strange. Cassi seemed to be excited to hear about Dick's extramarital affairs. "Okay, I'll tell you when they happen. Which won't be very often. I'm planning on making love to you every night, just like always." He relocated his hand to her waist. The night was young, and the thought of sex with his wife was getting him excited.

"You have to tell me, otherwise we're just cheating on each other, and that's not the point."

Dick didn't get the point. Maybe Dr. Fine could figure out the point if she heard Cassi's rationalizations. Would she even agree to see Cassi, after what Dick had done? And would Dr. Fine tell Cassi about his aborted intercourse with Lana? On the other hand, 'open marriage' sounded better than 'cheating' and the word Penny used, 'sampling', was much better than 'philandering'. Maybe Dick could sample some other women and tell Cassi about it. Could he? "Is this a trick? You mean you wouldn't be jealous if I went to bed with some other woman?"

"Not as long as you didn't hide it from me. I know you've had sex with Sandy and Penny. Anyone else while I was away?"

Dick lied. "Nope." He paused to catalog his sexual liaisons. "And I shouldn't be jealous of the guy on the train?"

"No. It was pretty much wham-bam-thank-you-maÕam. There wasn't any emotion in that one."

The words had been too carefully chosen. "So there was one with emotion?"

"Yes, dear. In the spirit of honesty, I need to tell you about that one. In detail. Why don't we lay down?"

Need to tell? Cassi was more than willing to spill the beans. Dick took a horizontal position with Cassi inches away. Her hand was on his stomach. "Okay, I guess I'm ready."

"So it was my first day at my folk's house. They kept asking why I'd come to visit and why I seemed so agitated. I couldn't tell them about seducing Rod all those times or the young man on the train, could I? So I just said we were having some difficulties and left it vague. But Mama seemed to have an instinct. I think she thought you were cheating on me."

"She did?"

"I didn't ask outright, but she kept saying how I could have done better than you and how I married too quickly on the rebound."

"Remind me to forget her birthday this year."

"You did, and she noticed. Anyway, she kept talking about my old boyfriends, and how some of them were still in town. I tried to ignore her, but she was so persistent that it brought up old memories." Cassi slipped her hand inside Dick's robe. His cock had softened the more Cassi talked about extramarital sex.

"So you looked them up? I mean, really."

"No, I didn't." Cassi's face flushed. "Well, not the first one at least."

"How many boyfriends did you have?"

"A few. But let me get back to the story. So one day Mama sent me shopping for groceries at the local market. There really is only one large one in town, Marvell's. I was walking through fruits and vegetables when I saw Marlo. He was my first date in grammar school, when I was twelve I think. We went to a movie and a soda, and afterwards he walked me home. At the door, I figured we'd kiss, like boys and girls did on dates back then. But he stood there, and I didn't want to be too forward, so I just stood there too. And after a few minutes, he just kind of backed up, after telling me how nice a time he had and how we should do it again. He almost fell off the stoop, and waved goodbye."

"So did you? Go out again?"

"No, the kids made fun of our date and harassed us both so bad, we didn't talk for all of eighth grade."

"Hmmm. Doesn't sound like much of a relationship."

"Oh but it was. The unfulfilled romance. The missed kiss. I've thought about it ever since. And at Marvell's, there was Marlo in the fruits and vegetables department, holding two cantaloupe melons at chest height. It looked like he had two big breasts in his hands."

Dick reached out and palmed Cassi's breasts. Her nipples were hard. Either the story or lying there with Dick was making her aroused. "So he likes them big?"

"It was just melons. Anyway, I gathered up my nerve and walked over. He almost had a fit. His eyes bugged out and his mouth flew wide open. 'Cassiopeia' he croaked out my name. I nodded and he was still holding the melons. He saw me looking at them and then he looked at me and then back at the melons and finally figured out how silly he looked, fondling them."

"You didn't say he was fondling them, just holding them up."

"When he saw me, his hands started to caress the fruit, as if he was fondling someone-"

Dick rubbed Cassi's breasts. "You?"

"Maybe. I didn't know for sure. Anyway, we had a good laugh and he invited me to have a cup of coffee and catch up on things. There's one Starbuck's franchise in town, so we went there to talk. And did we talk! He asked about everything I'd done since he moved away for high school."

"So, did you tell him about your first husband, and me, and Penny?"

"Yes, dear, the whole thing. And he told me his story, about his wife who got sick suddenly and died before they could have a family. He was really impressed with Penny - I showed him pictures - and even said nice things about you."

"Me? You showed him picture of me?"

"Yes, and he was happy for me, that I'd found true happiness with the man of my dreams. That meant a lot, because he had to know how much I love you."

"He did?" Why, Dick thought. He scooted closer to his wife, his hands on her ass.

"During coffee, something he said, or I said, it was so poignant that he reached for my hand. Maybe it was about his wife's funeral, I don't really remember. Gentle, just a tender caress. And he told me how he was so sorry that he hadn't kissed me that night on our date. And I said, 'Well, you can make up for it now.' So we leaned across the table and put our lips together." Cassi stopped, her hand still on Dick's cock, now hard. "Should I go on?"

Dick nodded.

"Okay. When we kissed, I felt something electric, like a shock that ran from my lips down into my belly and jolted my vagina. And I got this terrible ache, like my vagina was lonesome, and I knew that if Marlo kept kissing me and holding my hand, the ache would go away. So when he asked if I'd go back to his place, an apartment above the Radio Shack store that he manages, I said yes."

Dick moved closer to Cassi and leaned forward to kiss her.

She turned her face away to break the contact. "Now, see, that's not right. This isn't a contest. I'm not comparing, I'm just telling. Okay?"

Dick nodded. "So you did it? You had sex?"

"Not so fast. You deserve the details. So we waked back to his apartment, more like jogged, and ran up the stairs and as soon as we got inside, we were undressing each other. And before you ask, no, he isn't as big as you. Okay?" She tugged Dick's cock for emphasis. "He hugged and kissed me some more. The tingle continued, now down to my toes. It was like there was some electric current between our bodies."

"Or his floor wasn't grounded." After all, they were above an electronics store.

Cassi slapped Dick's shoulder. "We were really excited. I was leaking and his cock was all lubed up with precum. So he pulled down his Murphy bed from the wall and pulled me on top of him. He let me position his penis at my labia and then he asked me, 'Will this be okay with Dick?' He asked permission, can you believe it?"

"What a gentleman!" Asshole.

"I mean, he could have just stuck it in, but he wanted your blessing."

"You didn't call me, did you? To ask me?"

"Of course not. I said, 'My husband knows I love him. This won't change that.' And with that, he pushed my hips down, slipping his erection inside me with his lips on mine. And I exploded. It was the fastest orgasm I'd ever had, and he hadn't even started fucking me. He took his sweet time getting all the way in; his penetration was almost slow motion. Meanwhile, my pussy was going crazy. It was spasming and clamping down and shooting out juice and he wasn't even sweating. After I don't know how many orgasms, I was pretty well exhausted. So I said, 'How are you doing? Don't you want to, you know, climax or something?' And do you know what he said? 'I was waiting for your permission.' My God. What a gentleman. So I said, 'You have my permission to-' And before I could finish the sentence, he started humping me slow and steady. I was still on top, his hands on my hips. He hefted me up and lowered me down on his cock over and over. I had no energy to resist. Besides, it felt great, so why would I resist?"

"Yeah, why, for goodness sake?"

"It felt like there was a sexual tsunami building up inside me. Minutes passed and he was manipulating me like I was fragile pottery. His hips kept lifting off the bed, the mattress squeaking every time. Finally, after what seemed like hours, he started panting, his tongue hanging out the side of his mouth. He was grunting and groaning and making all kinds of guttural sounds. Then without warning he pulled me flat against him and pushed as far in as he could and trumpeted like an elephant. His ejaculation, it was like a cum bullet inside. It was hot and hard. And that's the way we both fell asleep, his wilting cock inside me."

"Wow! That's some story." Dick's body slumped back, breaking contact. He examined the ceiling for uneven roller marks from the last time he painted.

"What's the matter? Don't be upset. Milo opened the door to my heart but you walked through. We owe him for me being the woman I turned out to be. Was it so bad that I rewarded him for his efforts?"

Dick didn't understand how he owed Milo any thanks. Thanks for not kissing her in grade school, or thanks for fucking her last week? Dick wasn't buying any of it. "If you say so."

"Thanks for listening, honey. And for being such a patient audience." She slipped off her shorts and panties. "We have some reacquainting to do." She lifted a leg over his crotch, giving Dick's dick clear access. And he took advantage. He didn't know if he could generate electrical kisses, but he could do slow and easy, if that would drive his wife into multiple orgasms. He could shoot sperm bullets, couldn't he? Well, maybe not after cuming twice with Penny. Maybe a sperm pop gun. But he'd do his best.

Dick drove to work the next morning, his head swimming about the previous night's events. He'd succumbed to Penny's advances just as Cassi got home, and Cassi didn't mind. In fact, she and Rod picked up where they left off, in bed as lovers. And then after a shower and more sex with his daughter, Cassi shared a story about her and an old boyfriend from grammar school who after decades finally kissed her and a whole lot more. It sounded like there were more stories to come. How many guys did Cassi have sex with while she was gone, anyway? Most surprising was Cassi's suggestion that their marriage was strong enough so that both of them could enjoy occasional extramarital sex with no harm.

Work in Dick's part of the office was at a standstill as everyone buzzed with anticipation. Events in Dick's personal life had distracted him so much, he'd forgotten that the new system based on his unique algorithm was coming online. No one in the office knew that the algorithm's name, MWSDC, stood for Multiple Women Stroking Dick's Cock. Dick joined the throng at the glass wall of the network control center as the Vice President of Operations gave the go-ahead. Everyone held their breath as transaction processing began, with thousands of customer service operators using the new system. The volume of work increased as more customers called in but the response times remained well under expectations.

Dick watched the brass congratulate the consultants who'd managed the project and each other. The grin on Gwen's face was permanent.

In his cubicle, Dick monitored the performance of the database access through an administrative console he'd designed. Everything was humming along perfectly. Folks who'd never said a single word to Dick stopped by and congratulated him on his success. It seemed like everyone except management knew of Dick's contribution. The rank and file spoke openly about the cutover party that evening at a nearby hotel. Managers from both the IT and end user departments plus all of the consultants would attend. Even Dick's boss, who had absolutely no involvement except that he was Dick's boss, was invited. But not Dick.

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