Darlene Ch. 03

Darlene didn't tell me about this one. Actually, she didn't tell me about any of her "dates" with Kyle since he got out of his cast. I was pretty sure she was taking advantage of his big dick, but if she didn't want to tell me about it, that was her call. I think having him on the side made her that much hotter with me, and that was plenty hot - as hot as I could handle. If there was something left over for Kyle, good for her. Kyle is 20 years younger than her, and he worships her body. He keeps her young and fit and happy. I did miss those tales of her "missions of mercy" when Kyle was locked up in his cast, but she was about to make it up to me.

I was scrolling through some of my favorite MILF sites when I came upon her picture, in fact a whole series of her naked on a large flat rock, 23 photos that went from clothed to naked to spread, her pussy lips tantalizingly red and moist. The background showed a meadow next to a lake that looked familiar, but I didn't spend much time on that. Here she was with a full nude photo spread on a fairly popular MILF site that she never told me about. Needless to say, it made me so hard and hot it was torture waiting for her to get home from work. When she did, we fucked our brains out for about two hours. I think she was pleased with my sudden enthusiasm but might have wondered where it came from. I didn't tell her I'd seen her on the Internet, or that I was pretty sure Kyle was her photographer.

She doesn't work on Mondays, so I took the day off, too, and didn't tell her. I drove off to work at the usual time, but I just went around the block and settled down to watch. It wasn't long before she came out and got in her car. I had to be careful following her, staying well back. I didn't want her to know I was spying on her, even though that's exactly what I was doing.

As I expected, she drove straight to Kyle's place and went inside. I parked down the block and waited again. It wasn't long before she and Kyle came out and got into his car. Kyle put a duffel bag in the back seat, then drove out to the same reservoir I'd seen in her photo, with me tailing along at a safe distance.

They parked in a gravel lot that was empty at that time of day. I would have been obvious in that lot, so I had to park down the road at a little turnout and walk back. I did, then carefully followed them, keeping out of sight behind some low bushes as they walked to a secluded spot half a mile from the parking lot. The brush was good cover. I got within about 50 feet and the morning was so still, I could hear them as Kyle unpacked the duffel bag and Darlene spread the blanket to set up for a shoot.

"You ready?" he asked.

Darlene grinned. "Anytime you say."

"Then let's go."

Darlene was wearing her denim short shorts and a white sleeveless blouse. She stood before him, mugging and posing playfully. Kyle had set up a tripod, but he was moving around with his camera and seemed to be snapping off pictures every few seconds as she pulled the zipper on her shorts and slid them down her legs. He had her pause and turn a little before she unbuttoned her blouse and threw it aside. She posed for a few minutes in her bra and panties as Kyle's camera continued to click. She was so hot. This was going to be an amazing spread for the MILF site.

"Okay," he said, when he had enough shots. "Let's get down to it."

Darlene was surprisingly bold. She slid her panties off first, and Kyle got a couple dozen shots of her standing there with her naked pussy prominently displayed. Then he had her kneel on the blanket and show some more. She took off her bra and was completely nude when she lay down and began to writhe around, opening her legs in invitation as she smiled and posed for the camera. In 15 minutes, Kyle must have had more than 100 shots, maybe 200. I was so turned on, I thought I might explode. I was aching to go through Kyle's photos and pick out my wife's next internet spread.

They took a break for Kyle to adjust something on his camera. Darlene lay there naked, her fingers drifting softly over her tits. When he had the camera ready, he began circling her, snapping test shots from different angles. When he stopped, he smirked and said, "Okay. Fun time."

Darlene seemed to know exactly what he meant and slowly ran her hands over her beautiful breasts and down her flat middle to the pubic patch she had recently trimmed to a neat little patch just above her clit. When she opened her legs, I could see her gleaming pussy lips. They looked hungry, she looked hungry, and my erection was trying to poke right through my pants. Her fingers played over her clit and dipped into her love hole while Kyle snapped it up with his camera. She pumped in and out for a while and, when she was worked up to fever pitch, she pulled out and strummed her clit madly. Her eyes were closed, her head tipped back, mouth open in an expression of ecstasy. Kyle caught every bit of her orgasm, which seemed to last for minutes, not seconds. When she finally subsided, he got some shots of her lying there in the afterglow.

Kyle put a small video camera on the tripod, pointed it at the blanket and took off his clothes. I can't say it surprised me, but it did make up my mind about what to do. He lay down next to my sweet, naked wife and started playing with her big bouncy tits. It got her so hot she was soon breathing hard and pushing his head down to suck on them. He was happy to oblige, sucking each in turn until the nipple stood up, tall and firm. Darlene arched her back to thrust them at him, but he quickly moved down to her inflamed pussy, licking and sucking on her clit, drawing her gasps and groans. It was time.

They were so into it they didn't see me walk out from the bushes until I was standing almost next to the blanket, just a few feet from where they were going at it like horny teenagers. Then Darlene noticed me there, already filming with the video camera I had taken off the tripod. At first, she looked surprised, but then she smiled. Kyle's face was buried so deep in her pussy, he didn't even look up when I moved in for a closeup. He didn't see me until he pulled his face out from between Darlene's thighs to get into position to stick his dick where his tongue had been.

"Hey," he said loudly, scowling. "What the...?"

"Don't worry," Darlene said, grabbing his dick and guiding him in. "It's just my husband. He's cool. Besides," she managed to gasp around Kyle's first thrusts, "he can take a much better video than that camera just sitting in one place."

I don't know if it was her words or her pussy that convinced him, but Kyle got just as lost inside Darlene's soft, slick vagina as his tongue had been flicking over her clit. They both seemed to forget about me, fucking almost non-stop while Darlene had 5 orgasms and Kyle had two. I appreciated that he pulled out at the last second and came all over her tummy. And I got all the best views of my wife getting seriously banged by a young stud in his prime. This was going to be a MILF masterpiece.

When they lay back side-by-side to rest, Kyle looked up at me and grinned. "Don't stop now, man. Should be plenty of battery left. It's always good to have some footage where we're not going at it."

"No problem. I'm still getting great shots."

I was, too. Apparently, Kyle hadn't pulled out quite quickly enough. Cum was oozing out of Darlene's pussy, and she casually wiped it up with her fingers. Then she sucked her fingers clean, making a funny face like it was so delicious. Kyle saw her little pantomime and offered his sticky dick for cleaning. Darlene carefully licked his balls and shaft until she got every drop of cum. Only then did she take the head in her mouth and start sucking and bobbing her head on it. Amazingly, Kyle still had something left. They fucked again, this time a long slow one, a nice contrast to their first frantic action. Darlene's orgasm was gentler this time, and Kyle had one too, though he didn't pull out, just let his dick soften in her until it slid out on its own. When they rested, I saw a thoughtful expression on Kyle's face.

He was looking up at me. "Hey man, why don't you take a turn? After all, she is your wife."

I frowned a question. "You mean and have you film it?"

Darlene lay on her back, naked to the sky, with Kyle's come dripping out of her. She raised her head and gave me a wicked grin. "Yeah," she said. "Why not?"

I had to think about it, but not for long. "Okay," I said, handing the camera to Kyle. "Why not."

Kyle got right up and started filming me as I took off my clothes. I was a bit embarrassed. This would be my first appearance on the internet, and my body was a little unimpressive after a young, muscular stud with his long, thick penis. I've got the start of a paunch and an altogether average dick. Worst of all, my hair is getting a little thin on top. But I was burning with desire for my hot, wanton wife. I untied and pulled off my shoes and socks, piled my khaki's, dress shirt and tie on top and tore off my boxers.

When I knelt between Darlene's legs and looked down at her naked body, she smiled. "Come on, big boy. Let's show 'em how it's done."

I lay on top and kissed her deeply while we rolled around on the blanket. Then, she was on top, stuffing a nipple into my mouth, which knew exactly what to do with it. I worked both tits till they were at peak arousal, then rolled her onto her back and moved down to her love box. Kyle's come was crusted on her tummy and around her pussy. When I licked her clit, I could taste it, a sweet, salty tang. By this time, Darlene was groaning and arching her back, urging me in. I was ready, my trusty little pistol was hot and it slipped all the way in with my first thrust.

One of the things that made me suspect she'd been seeing Kyle was when I noticed how her vagina was so much wider and deeper than it had been. But this time, so soon after Kyle's cannon had just stretched it, I felt like I'd wandered into a huge cavern. Darlene fixed that almost instantly. She clamped down for all she was worth and worked my little meat like it was a three pound tenderloin. I was so turned on, I couldn't last. A minute or so of Darlene's sweet pumping sent me right over the edge and I added my load to her juicy box. I fell beside her, gasping.

My eyes were closed, but I heard Kyle chuckle. "Nice job, buddy. Maybe this time you can last a little longer."

I squinted up at him. "Wait'll you're my age, then see how much you're good for."

"Maybe so, but I bet you got another in you," he said, trying to be encouraging.

"Oh, no. I'm done. I don't want to embarrass myself on camera."

"Well, we'll see. Darlene, why don't you clean him off. That worked on me."

"Sure, Baby." Darlene slid down and started licking my dick.

I didn't like her calling him "Baby." It seemed a little too intimate, but I guess fucking is pretty intimate, too. Anyway, I soon forgot about it under the influence of my wife's talented tongue. It turned out Kyle was right. I did have another round in me, and I lasted quite a bit longer this time. Considering that it would probably be on the internet in the next day or two, I wanted to put on a good show, and that second round gave me the chance.

This time, when I fell off Darlene, I felt like my body had turned to jelly. I just lay there for a few minutes hoping to recover enough to walk back to my car. As I was struggling to my feet, I heard a ding from Kyle's camera.

"Whoops," he said, "that's it. No more battery."

"Oh, well," Darlene shrugged as she was getting into her shorts, "we got plenty. How many spreads you think this'll make, Kyle? We've got plenty of video to split into two, and I think we've got enough photos to do the same."

"Maybe." Kyle was starting to pack up his cameras and tripod. "We'll see when we edit them. This could be pretty good, Babe, but we've got to see what we've got, first."

There was that "Babe" again. Darlene was hardly a baby. She had a kid who was just a couple years younger than Kyle. But my little burst of jealousy was lost in my greater need to be in on the editing.

"You going to put them on the same site?" I asked.

"Oh, yeah," Darlene said eagerly. "We got so much good feedback on the last one, I think we've got an audience waiting. This'll blow their minds."

I couldn't disagree with that. It had blown mine.

We talked about what to do as we walked back to the parking lot together. Darlene wanted to go back to our place to do the editing. Kyle's camera could hook into our computer, which was already set up to show pictures and videos on our big-screen TV. She said she'd better go with him to show him the way. Something about the way it came up made me think it wasn't Kyle's first time at our place. Oh well, I thought, it probably won't be the last time, either.

I drove back home, with a feeling in my gut that was partly jealousy and partly sexual excitement. I couldn't help but wonder what they were talking about during that 20-minute drive. Probably how to deal with me, now that I was part of the threesome. They were probably just as unclear about it as I was. That uncertainty just added to the knot of nerves in my stomach as I looked for a parking spot.

I walked back to our building just as they pulled up. A parking spot had opened up right in front of our building, and I stood on the sidewalk as they got out. Darlene had a smile for me, but it looked a little strained.

Even though it was just a little past noon, I made some drinks for us while Kyle hooked up his camera and downloaded the photos and videos of our morning frolic. When I brought the drinks into the living room, Kyle was working with the laptop, and Darlene was stripping out of her clothes, swaying to some tune she hummed.

"Come on, boys," she grinned. "We've got to be in the mood if we're going to do this right."

Kyle looked up. "Be with you in a minute."

I put the tray of drinks on the coffee table and obediently began to take off my clothes. Darlene and I were sitting on the couch naked when Kyle brought the laptop over and ran a cord from it to the TV. For a dumb mechanic, he was pretty good with electronics. It would have taken me an hour of trial and error to get that all working, and he did it in just a few minutes. When it was all set up, he quickly took off his clothes and sat with us, Darlene in the middle. He clicked on the first picture - Darlene in her shorts and blouse making a face at the camera.

"Now, here's what I think we should do," Kyle said. "We'll take a look at each picture, and the one's we like I'll save in a separate folder. There's a shitload of pictures, so we won't have time to study them. This is just the first cut, so we just have to make quick judgements and move on. Okay? What do we do with this one - in or out?"

"In," I said immediately.

"Yeah, I guess," Darlene said, not so sure.

Kyle went on to the next one, and pretty soon we were into a rhythm. By the time Darlene had her clothes off in the photos, we were putting about one out of every three or four into the other folder. I think we were all getting kind of steamed up, too; I sure was. Darlene looked fantastic spread out on that blanket, and I couldn't help anticipating the videos of hot sex to come.

Darlene finished her drink and took our dicks - Kyle's and mine - in her hands and gave a little squeeze. We were both pretty shot from fucking all morning at the lake, but Darlene's hands and her nude erotic poses were enough to get us stirring again. As we watched the images of Darlene giving herself pleasure, my dick grew in her hand. It wasn't real hard, but it was more than I thought I had. Of course, when I looked over at Kyle's it was longer, thicker and harder, but I rationalized that that was why he was here, sitting on my couch naked with my wife's hand wrapped around his dick.

Darlene had her orgasm on the screen. Her fingers as they strummed her clit were just a blur in the still photos, but what they were doing was clear and sharp in the ecstatic expression on her face. Her voice as she called out "in" or "out" was getting a little thick with lust. I wondered if it was watching herself or our dicks in her hands that was working her up - probably both. We finished with a few shots of her lying on her back to catch her breath.

"Okay," Kyle said as he started to cue up the video. "We pulled 67 shots out of 279. That might be more than the site wants to put in a single spread. I'll take another look at them, but I might send them all in and let them make the final cut. Now the video. This'll be different. There's over an hour and a half. Most of the videos on the site are less than half an hour, but I don't think we should try to cut it down right now. I might make it into two separate videos, anyway. For now, just let me know if you see something you think could be cut and I'll use your ideas when I edit the whole thing down."

"Sounds okay," I said, "but what do you think about my turn. You going to make that a separate video?"

"That's what I need to think about. I want to make it clear that you were there for the whole thing and that Darlene is your wife. I think that makes it spicier."

"Yeah, but it also makes my lovemaking look worse by the contrast."

"Oh, no, Honey," Darlene assured me. "You were great. All the husbands who see it are going to envy you."

"They'll envy me because I'm with you," I said. Then to Kyle, "Can we see how you edit it before you send it in?"

"Of course. If you want, I can bring it over Friday night."

I looked at Darlene and got another dick squeeze for encouragement. "Okay," I said. "Let's see what we've got to work with."

So, we watched an hour and a half of Darlene getting fucked, first by Kyle, then by me. We could see that it was way too long. If I hadn't been part of it, I probably would have been bored. Fucking has a lot of repetition. The other problem was that my part coming after Kyle's was kind of a letdown. But no one said anything while it was running. Having been part of it, it was almost as exciting to watch as it had been to do it. Darlene was probably the most turned on. She started stroking our dicks in response to the fucking on the screen. It seemed like an unconscious reaction, but that just made it more effective. She kept me and Kyle hard through the whole thing, which left my balls aching and blue. I don't think Kyle's were in any better shape after the workout they'd had that morning. We talked about the video when it was done, and we all had the same thoughts about the length and the ordering. Kyle said he'd work on it and bring it over Friday after work. It sounded like he was getting ready to leave, but there was one thing I wanted to be sure of before he did.

"You'll leave us the raw files, right?"

"Oh, sure. Just let me upload that file of the photos we chose, and then we'll both have everything."

That sounded good to me, but Darlene had something she wanted, too. She still had ahold of our dicks. "Okay," she said, sounding a little pouty, "but we're not done, are we? I was kind of hoping we could try a DP."

I looked at her shocked. "You've never done that before, have you?"

"No, but I've never had two studs to do it with. I don't want to miss this opportunity."

I looked at Kyle, and he didn't seem any more eager than me to be part of Darlene's fantasy. "I don't know," he said. "I really should be going. I'm sure you've got things to do, too."

"Aww," Darlene groaned. "It wouldn't take long. Maybe just a quickie. I want to see what it's like."

"Darlene," I said in the voice of an indulgent father, "you might be fresh as a daisy, but Kyle and I get worn out. I don't know about Kyle, but I feel like my balls are about ready to fall off. Maybe we could plan it for Friday, when Kyle brings the edited video over."

"That's a great idea," Kyle laughed. "I think we'll have recovered by then."

"Oh, you guys are no fun," Darlene grumped, "but I've waited this long. I guess I can wait another few days."

It was a little awkward when Kyle was leaving. We stood at the door with him, Darlene and I naked, him wearing clothes. He gave Darlene a long, deep kiss and when they broke, he turned to me and stuck out his hand.

"This was great, man," he said, "best sex I've ever had. Thanks for letting me... you know... do it with you and Darlene."

It was the best sex I ever had, too, but I was having a little jealousy just then. It seemed like we were bringing Kyle right into our marriage, and I wasn't so sure how I felt about that. I shook his hand and said seriously, "You're welcome."

When we closed the door behind him, Darlene and I went back into the living room, both still naked. She plopped down on the couch and looked up at me with her cat-who-ate-the-canary smile. "Wow," she said. "What a day!"

"I'll say. I think I need another drink. What about you?"

"That sounds good."

Her fingers were softly stroking her clit as I went into the kitchen to mix the drinks. When I came back with them, she had the video on again and she was watching Kyle suck her tits. I put her drink on the coffee table and took a sip of mine. I put the video on pause.

"You mind if I stop this for a while. I want to talk."

"Oh," Darlene said. "Sure."

I sat down beside her. "Just out of curiosity, how often have you been fucking Kyle?"

"Well," she said a little tentatively, "when he came back to work and I was seeing him every day, I couldn't stop thinking about those times when he was in the cast. I guess he couldn't either. We started getting together about once a week."

"So, once a week for the last two or three months?"

"Yeah, I guess."

"Why didn't you tell me about it?"

"I don't know. I wasn't sure how you'd take it."

"Why? You know how I loved it when you told me about going to see him when he was home in his cast."

"I know, but those were kind of accidents. You knew I didn't mean for them to happen. This was more a choice, and I didn't even know how I felt about it. And Kyle didn't want you to know, either. He hasn't told his girlfriend."

"He's got a girlfriend?"

"Yeah. She just moved in with him last month."

"And she doesn't know?

"No. Kyle says she's kind of old-fashioned. She wouldn't understand."

"So, you're both sneaking out to see each other. That sounds pretty old-fashioned."

"But, it's not. It's just for sex. Now that I know it's still there for me, I need it."

"I can see that. I'm not enough."

"No, it's not that. It just makes everything better. Our sex is better, isn't it?"

"Yes," I grudgingly agreed. "I guess I'm just worried it might be so good for you with Kyle, you won't need me anymore."

She looked me squarely in my eyes. "You know that could never happen. I love you. I don't love Kyle."

"Okay. But what about me? If it's so good for us with you having a sex partner on the side, why shouldn't I have one, too?"

She looked unhappy, like this was a question she had asked herself before. "Do you want one?"

"I don't know," I said slowly. "Maybe I'd like to try. Why don't you see if Kyle wants to bring his girlfriend over Friday night and we can both have a little side fun?"

She shook her head, frowning. "I don't think he'd go for that."

"That's a little unfair, isn't it, a little old-fashioned."

"I know." She took a deep breath. "I'll ask him."

"Thanks," I said and pulled her close for a kiss. It was a soft, loving kiss, and I meant it, but I was already thinking of Friday night.