Archive-name: 3plus/newly-10.txt
Archive-author: WC - 12/92
Archive-title: Newlywed Fun -10


                    Chapter Ten

     Janet awoke wrapped in Mark's arms.  She nestled against
him, feeling safe and secure.  She thought back to the night
before, and what they had done together, first with Sherry, then
with Bob and Laura joining in as well.  The five of them had
fucked in just about every position imaginable, with the women
sharing the men and each other unselfishly.  Sometime around four
in the morning, the five of them had staggered out of the bedroom
to find the rest of their guests gone.  She and Mark had made
their way home and collapsed in bed, falling instantly asleep. 
     She got up slowly, not wanting to wake him, and went to the
bathroom and climbed into the shower.  Under the stinging spray
of hot water she began to wake up.  As she ran her hands over her
full, luscious figure, she knew she had a lot to be thankful for. 
She had a beautiful, sensual body that loved sex, she was
healthy, and most importantly, she had a wonderful husband who
loved her.  He wasn't rich, but he made a good living for them,
was a hard worker, and an excellent lover. 
     Vowing to make sure she never did anything which would incur
his anger or distrust of her again, she got out of the shower and
quickly dried herself off, slipped on the comfortable terry robe
hanging on the back of the door, then tiptoed through the bedroom
and down the stairs to the kitchen.  She began to hum softly to
herself as she fixed breakfast for the two of them. 
     Once breakfast was ready, she carefully set everything on a
large serving caddy and carried it upstairs.  As she entered the
bedroom, Mark was just rolling over.  He opened his eyes and
looked at her. 
     "Good morning," she said cheerfully as she placed the tray
on the bed between them.  She sat with legs crossed under her on
her side of the bed. 
     "Good morning, yourself," he replied with a smile.  "What's
this?"  
     "I thought it would be nice to have breakfast in bed.  It's
been a while since we did that." 
     "That's very sweet of you," he told her, leaning over to
kiss her. 
     "Can't make a habit out of it though," she said.  "Otherwise
you'll start expecting breakfast in bed every weekend.  Don't
want to spoil you." 
     "Yeah, right," he replied, and took a bite of buttered
toast.  He chewed it for a moment before speaking again.  "Can I
ask you something?"
     "Of course." 
     "How... well, how did this thing all start?  With Bob and
Laura." 
     "You really want to know?" she asked. 
     "Yes.  And I promise not to get mad.  After what happened
last night, I don't think I have any right to be mad at you." 
     "Well, okay," she said. 
     As they ate she told him about her introduction to lesbian
love with Laura, of how the blonde neighbor had, more or less,
seduced her, and of her willing and eager acceptance.  While she
spoke she could see his cock hardening beneath the sheet and
smiled to herself. 
     She went on to tell him about how Bob had gotten her down in
the basement and had her suck his cock for the first time.  A
slight trace of pain flashed through his eyes, but it quickly
passed.  She even told him about the 15-year-old brother of Carol
Spellman and how she had seduced him and took his virginity. 
     "By the way, how was his sister?" she asked with a grin. 
     "Well, she's got a mouth like a vacuum cleaner, but very
little technique.  And as for fucking, she's more into acrobatics
than pleasure." 
     "I hear her husband is hung like a mule and is one of the
best cunt lickers around." 
     Mark smiled slyly at her.  "You sound like you might be
interested in finding out for yourself." 
     "I might," she told him, arching her eyebrows before
breaking into a grin. 
     "Well, I'll tell you what," Mark said as he picked up the
now empty tray set and set it on the floor beside the bed. 
"Today is Saturday, and no one has to get up early tomorrow, so
why don't we invite them over for the evening?" 
     "Sure, just as soon as I get down with you," she told him. 
     They spent the next hour engaging in lovemaking, and even
though they each only had one orgasm apiece, it was completely
satisfying to them both.  Afterwards, they took a shower together
and got dressed.  For the rest of the morning, she worked inside
the house while Mark worked outside, cutting grass and setting up
stones for a new flower garden. 
     Around noon she fixed a light lunch, which they ate out on
the back porch, enjoying the peace and solitude of being
together.  They were just finishing up when Laura came over to
join them. 
     "I see the love birds have patched things up," she said with
a smile.  "Good.  Now Bob and I are going up to the lake for the
rest of the day, and I thought I'd pop over to see if the two of
you wanted to come with us." 
     Janet looked at Mark, but he shook his head.  "Not this
time," she told Laura, "but thanks for asking.  We've made some
plans of our own for this evening." 
     "Maybe next weekend," Laura said as she stood up.  She gave
a kiss to each of them and left. 
     "You sure you don't want to go?" Janet asked Mark when Laura
was out of sight. 
     "I'm sure.  It sounds nice, but I don't think I'm really up
to that with them tonight." 
     "What you really mean," she said with a grin, "is that you
want to see me take a twelve-inch cock." 
     "Partially," he replied.  "But there is another reason as
well." 
     "What?"  
     "I happen to know that Carol had to leave this morning for a
trip out of town, leaving her husband alone." 
     "Oh, I see," Janet said, the picture becoming clear to her
now.  "So, since she is going to be out of town, you thought we
could invite Sherry instead, right?" 
     "Any objections?" 
     "Just one," she told him, smiling brightly.  "And that is
that you don't get too attached to that red-haired pussy of
hers." 
     "Not a chance.  I'll admit that she is incredibly tight, and
I can actually feel my cock touching bottom in her cunt, but
she's only a slight diversion, and could never be a replacement
for you."
     "You know, Mark," she said thoughtfully, "I don't have any
objections to us having different partners from time to time, but
we have to be open and honest about it.  I thought I had lost you
yesterday when you found out about me and Bob and Roland, and I
don't ever want that to happen again.  I love you, only you, and
I could very easily live my life without ever having another man
touch me." 
     "I know, honey," he replied softly, reaching for her hand. 
"I feel the same way, and anytime you want to quit, just say so. 
I may enjoy the tightness of Sherry, or the difference of her to
you, but she's not you, and you are the woman I love.  No one
will ever take your place in our bed, or in my heart." 
     "Want me to make the calls?" she asked.  "You call Sherry,
I'll call Chuck," 
     "Is that his name?  I never knew what it was," she replied
with a giggle as the two of them headed into the house. 
     She looked up Sherry's number in the neighborhood directory
and heard her sultry voice answer the telephone after the first
ring.  "Sherry?  It's Janet.  Listen, how would you like to come
over this evening for supper?" 
     "Sure, Janet, what time?" 
     "Say about six-thirty." 
     "Will anyone else be there?" 
     "Mark and myself, you, and Chuck Spellman.  Carol is out of
town, so Mark and I thought we would invite him.  Is that okay
with you?" 
     "Sure.  I'll look forward to it.  See you then," she said,
the excitement clear in her voice. 
     "Your turn," Janet said, and handed the phone to Mark. 
     He dialled Chuck's number, but had to wait for a few rings
before he finally answered.  "Chuck, this is Mark.  Listen, Janet
and I thought you might like to come over for supper tonight
since Carol is out of town.  No sense in you sitting there alone. 
And we've also invited Sherry, so it won't be like you'll be the
odd man out.  How about six-thirty?  Fine, see you then." 
     He hung up and turned to Janet and kissed her lightly.  "All
set," he told her as his hands dropped down to cup the full, firm
globes of her ass. 
     "Good.  Now I have to go to the store and get something for
us to eat tonight.  I was supposed to go shopping today anyway. 
Anything you need before I go?" 
     "How about a blow-job?" he asked with a grin. 
     "I'd never get to the store in time if I did that," she said
as she headed for the door. 
     As she walked around the grocery store, going down her list
and picking the items off the shelves, she realized that she was
still horny, even after this morning's fuck.  She knew that not
only would she get fucked by Chuck and Mark that night, but that
she was going to get alone with Sherry no matter what it took. 
     She was standing in the produce section, absently fingering
a large cucumber, when she became aware of someone standing
beside her.  She turned her head and saw a tall, well built young
man standing next to her.  He wore a green apron over his jeans
and white shirt. 
     "Are you alright, lady?" he asked, a look of concern on his
face. 
     "What?  Oh, sure.  I was just thinking about something," she
told him, feeling herself blush under the direct gaze of the
handsome young man. 
     "I just wondered.  You were standing there with a dazed look
on your face playing with that cucumber and I thought something
might be wrong. 
     She looked at him more closely, seeing the look of lust in
his eyes. 
     "How old are you?" she asked softly, stepping slightly
closer to him, allowing her tits to lightly touch his chest.
     "Seventeen," he replied boldly. 
     "Tell me, do you have any fresher produce in the back?" she
asked, her meaning clear. 
     "Oh, yes, we do.  It may not be as big as that cucumber
you're holding, but I can guarantee that it's firmer and will
suit your purposes perfectly." 
     "Really?  Then why don't you show me?" 
     "Gladly," he replied, taking her arm and pushing her cart
towards the double swinging doors at the back of the store.  He
guided her cart through them, pushed it to one side, then, still
holding her arm, guided her to a secluded office in the very
back.  Once inside, he shut and locked the door, quickly stripped
off his apron and unfastened his belt and pants. 
     "Very nice," she whispered as she reached out to grasp his
cock.  It was nearly as big as Mark's, and that pleased her. 
     "Now, let's see those melons you're hiding beneath your
blouse," he said, quickly unbuttoning her blouse to reveal her
tits.  He gently squeezed them, making her moan deep in her
throat.  He bent his head to suck one of her hard nipples into
his mouth, flicking his tongue over it making her cunt begin to
dampen as her hand worked up and down his cock. 
     He reached down and grabbed the hem of her short skirt,
pulled it up around her waist, then tore her panties off of her
and tossed them to one side.  He grabbed the cheeks of her ass
and picked her up, setting her on the edge of the desk, which
positioned her cunt perfectly for entry.  With his lips locked
around one nipple, he lifted her legs, allowing her to wrap them
around his waist before driving his cock in her in one swift
thrust. 
     Janet arched her back, leaning back on her arms as the
muscular young man began to fuck her relentlessly, his mouth
going from one tit to another.  She felt a quick climax rush
through her, but knew it was only the beginning.  It passed and
another began to build within her.  
     As she reached her second orgasm, gritting her teeth to keep
from crying out and letting anyone hear, she felt him pull his
cock out of her.  She wondered what he was doing, as she knew he
hadn't gotten his rocks off yet, but she didn't have to wonder
for long.  He pulled her from the desk, turned her around and
bent her over.  He spread her legs wide and then drove his cock
as far into her pulsing cunt as he could.  The edge of the desk
bit uncomfortably into her hips, but the feel of his cock
slamming in and out of her cunt made her soon forget it. 
     His hands came around to fondle her tits, rolling and
squeezing the nipples and making her whimper in delight and
passion.  She felt another climax rip the length of her body, and
as soon as it passed, he again pulled his cock out of her pussy. 
But this time, instead of putting her in another position, he
merely raised his cock, placed it against the tiny opening of her
ass and shoved. 
     He drove his cock into her ass in one long powerful plunge,
and she had to bite her hand to keep from screaming.  Over and
over his cock rammed into her ass as his fingers continued to
maul her tits and nipples. 
     She was building towards a monster climax.  She could feel
her cunt pulsing as his cock slamming hard into her ass.  She was
almost there, when she noticed he was driving his cock into her
at an even faster pace.  One hand left her tits and worked its
way down her body. 
     At that point everything seemed to happen at once.  His dick
drove into her, his groin mashed the globes of her ass, the head
of his cock expanded inside her rear.  His fingers found her clit
and pinched hard and Janet's climax exploded, starting in her
cunt and radiating outward from there. 
     The room seemed to spin as she felt her cunt juice flood out
and down her legs while his hot cum flooded her ass in what
seemed like a never ending torrent.  She ground her ass back
against him, trying to take more of his cock as the orgasm washed
over her from her cunt to all points of her body. 
     At last she felt him relax, felt his cock start to deflate
in her back passageway, and he gradually pulled it out, leaving
her laying across the desk, unable to move.  Seconds later she
felt something brush her legs and work its way up to her ass. 
She realized he was using a soft cloth to help clean her off,
which was very considerate of him. 
     She finally stood up and turned around on legs that were
still a little shaky. 
     Janet smiled at the produce-boy, "I take it I'm not your
first customer in the back room."
     "Not by a long shot, ma'am.  You're younger than most, but
you probably wouldn't believe the number of horny housewives that
come in (and CUM in) this store.  I know I didn't believe it when
I started working here."
     "You know," she said with a grin, "I don't believe we even
know each other's names." 
     "Tom," he said as he cleaned himself off and refastened his
jeans.  "And you?" 
     "Janet.  Tell me, Tom, do you like older women?" 
     "Hell, yes!  Most girls my own age don't know shit about
sex.  I know that what we just did here doesn't really show it,
but I can be a very considerate, patient lover with the right
woman.  Unfortunately, most of the girls I know love it when I
take the time to bring them off, but don't really know how to go
about doing the same thing for me." 
     "Do you like redheads?" she asked, an idea forming in her
mind. 
     "Well, I've heard they are hot in bed, but I've never dated
one before.  Why?" 
     "I happen to know a redhead who is looking for a good man to
take care of her." 
     "What's she like?" he asked, interest showing in his face. 
     "Five-foot-tall, ninety-five to a hundred pounds, with a
beautiful figure and a face to match.  She has the greenest eyes
you've ever seen, and her hair is a beautiful rusty red, both on
her head and on her pussy.  She just got divorced, is well off
financially, and could use the services of a caring, considerate
lover.  Her husband was, until last night, the only man she had
ever been to bed with, and she is open to being taught new things
and would be very grateful to the right young man.  I think the
two of you might get along just fine." 
     "How old is she?"  
     "About twenty-two or three, but can look much younger if she
wants.  She really is beautiful." 
     "Well, why don't you give me her name and phone number and
I'll give her a call." 
     "No, I've got a better idea.  You give me your name and
number, and I'll talk to her about it.  She's coming over tonight
for supper and I'll see what she has to say.  I'll also give you
a good recommendation," she added with a grin, reaching down to
pat his crotch. 
     "I'll be waiting for that call," he told her as he opened
the door for her and then led her out of the back room to the
store.
     Janet hurried through her shopping, humming softly to
herself.  She knew that what she was doing had a two-fold
purpose.  She had seen the way Sherry had been attracted to Mark,
and while she didn't mind the two of them fucking, she had a
feeling it wouldn't take much for the woman to become attached to
Mark, causing problems for all of them.  If she could hook her up
with Tom, she could divert her attentions from Mark. 
     She drove quickly home, only to find Mark sitting in the
kitchen drinking a cold beer, his feet propped up on the table. 
He jumped up to help her with the bags, but she could tell there
was something wrong. 
     "What's the matter?" 
     "Chuck called back just after you left.  It seems that there
has been some trouble, an accident or something, and one of the
plants he manages is in a mess.  He had to leave right away and
doesn't know when he'll be back." 
     He looked at her, and she could tell by the expression on
his face that he couldn't understand the smile on hers.  
     "No problem!" she told him. 
     "Woman, I know that look," he said, coming up behind her and
slipping his arms around her waist.  "What do you have in that
dirty, devious little mind of yours?" 
     "Well, while I was at the store I met a very charming, very
good-looking young man who works in the produce section.  He's
seventeen, and he likes older women.  I told him about Sherry,
and he sounded very, very interested.  I got his name and number,
so we can call him and invite him instead.  In fact, he's
probably still at the store." 
     "I see," Mark replied, reaching up to cup her tits.  "And
just how well did you get to know this young man?" 
     "Very!" she replied, grinding her ass back against his
rapidly hardening cock. 
     "Wanton little slut," he said playfully and kissed the back
of her neck. 
     "Uh-huh, and you love it," she replied, reaching behind her
to gently squeeze his cock.  "But for now, we have to get this
stuff put away before it spoils, and then I have to start
supper." 
     "What about this guy?  You gonna call him?" 
     She disengaged herself from his arms and got out the phone
directory and looked up the number of the grocery store.  When
she found it, she called and asked for Tom, and then had to wait
for a few minutes before he came to the phone. 
     "Tom?  Janet.  Listen, there has been a slight change in
plans.  How would you like to come to dinner at my house
tonight?" 
     "Just the two of us?" he asked. 
     "No.  My husband and Sherry.  It will give the two of you a
chance to get to know one another.  You never know what might
happen." 
     "Sure.  What time?" 
     "Is six-thirty okay?"  
     "Well, I get off at six, so I'll have to rush.  Give me your
address." 
     She gave him the address and told him not to worry about it
if he were a little late and then hung up.  She turned around to
find that Mark had put away the food and was now sitting down at
the table, his pants down around his ankles, his cock jutting
straight up, and a grin spreading across his face. 
     "This is one popsicle that doesn't go in the freezer," he
told her, motioning her towards him with a crooked finger. 
     She grinned and walked towards him and unbuttoned her blouse
as she knelt in front of him so that he could play with her tits
while she sucked his cock.  She gently pushed his cock up against
his stomach, bending her head and sticking out her tongue to lick
his hairy nuts.  She gently sucked one of the hard testicles into
her mouth and rolled it around for a while before releasing it to
do the same thing to the other one. 
     She then licked her way up the length of his cock, hearing
the little gasps of pleasure she was bringing from him by her
slow teasing actions.  As she reached the end of his cock, she
licked around the little hole in the tip before letting her lips
slide down in an ever widening circle to finally suck his cock
completely.  
     His hands came down to gently massage her tits.  She raised
up higher on her knees, bending her head and neck as she slowly
lowered her mouth to his cock.  And then she began to suck for
all she was worth, wanting to bring him off quickly.  Not so much
for his sake, but for her own.  She wanted to taste his cum,
wanted to feel it as it shot out of his cock to coat her mouth,
throat and teeth. 
     Her head bobbed up and down faster and faster, the friction
building between her lips and the shaft of his cock.  She used
one hand to cup and roll his nuts, urging him to cum as he began
to squeeze her tits a little harder. 
     "Oh, baby, yes," Mark hissed as the head of his cock slid
down her throat.  "No one can suck a cock like you can!" 
     His words of praise filled her with pride and she redoubled
her efforts, almost crying as she tried to coax the cum from his
nuts.  She squeezed them a little harder and then felt them start
to draw up. 
     His hips began to jerk upwards slightly as she fucked his
cock into her mouth.  His hands grabbed the long strands of her
hair to hold her head in place.  With a groan she pulled her head
down as he rammed his cock as deeply into her throat as he could. 
    She felt the head expand and then his cum shot out like a
geyser.  The first two spurts flew down her throat, but before
the third one could, she pulled her head back, trapping his cock
between her lips.  She caught the rest of his cum in her mouth,
sighing to herself as she drained him.

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