Quenching Desire Pt. 02

QUENCHING DESIRE, THE SEQUEL, PART 2

I received a text: "Hey, Josh. Why don't you stop by to say hello?"

It was from Elise, my wife's best friend. Her husband Ben is a good friend of mine too.

This sequence of events ('Quenching Desire') started when my wife, Josie, and I had swapped with Ben and Elise on the way home from our high school reunion. We found ourselves in a motel room together with only one king-sized bed. Our friends had made the arrangements and led us to believe that the only room available had just one bed. It was a set-up that led to some wild sex.

It was our first time swapping and the first time Josie and Ben had fucked each other. They'd gone together in high school, but hadn't gone all the way. They had drifted apart, going to different colleges, leaving something unfinished between them.

Josie and Ben still had an attraction to each other, as evidenced by their constant flirting and close friendship. Our relationship with our friends graduated to a new level in that motel.

We had been watching TV in the motel bed, dressed in our night-clothes. My wife was wearing a skimpy nightgown. She'd worn it for me the night before the reunion. We hadn't expected to stay another night; it was the only thing she had to wear.

Seeing her walking around with her breasts visible through the thin gown was quite arousing in and of itself, but having her exposed to Ben and Elise added considerably to the sexual atmosphere in the room. Her tits were jiggling under that gown; her areolas were visible through the thin material. Ben was focused on her. I had a hard on; he probably did as well.

Elise was wearing a short nighty, too. It barely covered her butt. I was to learn that she wasn't wearing panties. I still pause to remember her smooth ass cheeks and her soft thighs.

When Elise offered to apply a new brand of lotion to Josie's legs, the fun began. Elise invited Ben to help. Josie's gown was soon pulled up to her shoulders. When she rolled onto her back, at my suggestion, her lovely breasts were exposed to Ben's hands. Elise removed her panties and placed her husband's hand on my wife's pussy.

I watched with an aching hard-on as our two friends proceeded to eat and fuck my wife. Ben groveled in her pussy with Elise's encouragement. He ate her then fucked her while I watched.

Ben suggested that I take care of his wife. I eagerly coupled with Elise; I fucked her and ate her luscious pussy. She was fantastic. I had been 'in lust' with her since I'd met her. Finally getting in her pussy was an unexpected treat.

The two ladies ate their own husbands' cum from the other woman's pussy. Seeing Josie and Elise together was amazingly erotic, a jumble of naked flesh, tits and pubic hair.

When I fucked my wife in the middle of the night, she reassured me that her commitment was to me, not her old flame.

But I woke to find Josie in the shower, leaning against the wall, with Ben fucking her from behind. She was moaning, really into it. I remember not wanting to interrupt them. Imagine that, not wanting to disturb your wife when she was getting fucked by another guy.

Of course, Elise and I had another round of sex. I fucked her on the king-sized bed.

It seemed to be a fair trade-off, Josie for Elise, but just for recreational sex.

As I've said, Ben and Josie had gone together in and after high school, but they hadn't progressed to having sex. As a result, there remained an unquenched desire between them. Once given the opportunity to fulfill their long-suppressed attraction, their love-making was quite enthusiastic. He was making her come like she'd hadn't come with me for many years. She was alive with lust, fucking him with no inhibitions. Jealousy welled up inside me while I watched my wife give herself so eagerly to her old flame. They were not just 'old friends'.

After our night of swapping, (It was the first time we'd done anything like that) Josie and I spoke and agreed that it would be one-time thing. She'd quenched her long unfulfilled curiosity about what it would be like to screw Ben. Josie and I both were fearful of complications if our dalliances with Ben and Elise continued. We agreed that it was over and done with.

But, it was not so easy.

Over the next few weeks, I noticed that Josie and Ben were frequently texting each other, apparently going back and forth on their daily activities. It was unusual for her to be texting with Ben rather than Elise, like she had usually done. I decided to text with Elise. It was kind of amusing for Josie to tell me what she and Ben had arranged while Elise and I had made slightly different plans (Dinner at 6 or dinner at 7).

When we were together with them, it seemed that Ben and Josie would have one conversation while Elise and I had another. My wife continued to light up whenever Ben was around. It was clear that her enthusiasm for Ben had not been quenched; it actually seemed to have increased.

Of course, I worried that Josie's attraction to Ben might extend beyond platonic interaction (and the one night of sex). On the other hand, I was enamoured with Elise. Frankly, my interest in Elise was beyond platonic.

The intensity of sex between me and Josie increased as the result of our infatuation with Ben and Elise. We were having some wild sessions in bed, each of us fantasizing about having sex with another, unnamed person. We both knew who the other was thinking of.

I was awakened one night with Josie sucking my cock. It was pitch dark, but after a moment of confusion, I knew it was her.

Role-playing, she said, "Elise came over and asked if she could suck your dick."

I rumpled my wife's hair and said, "Oh, Elise, you are so good at sucking my cock."

Josie said, "Fuck me. Hurry. Ben is working late and I have to be home before he gets there."

The fantasy was working. I straddled Josie's butt and slid my dick into her warm honey pot. Fucking her from behind with her prone on the bed felt different and complimented the fantasy. I was able to imagine that her pussy felt different. I used a different pace, wanting to make it different for her too. She came while I talked to her as if she was her friend, Elise.

I said, "Oh, your mouth felt good."

"Am I as good at sucking cock as your wife?"

"Oh no. You are very good, but Josie is a world-class cocksucker."

"How did she get so good? Does she suck other men's cocks?"

I said, "I think she does."

"She's a real slut."

"Ask your husband. I think she's been sucking his dick."

"He's fucking her too."

"I've suspected that he is."

"Do you like watching your wife fuck my husband?"

I replied, "Oh yes. It really turns me on."

Josie said, "Imagine your wife, naked and spread out with Ben between her legs; fucking her horny cunt."

We stopped talking. I continued to fuck her from behind. I felt her muscles squeezing me as she approached an orgasm. I came, which helped her to the finish line too.

After we both calmed down, Josie got out of the bed, pretending to be Elise leaving. "Say hi to your wife."

A few minutes later, She got back in bed and cuddled against me. We were both thinking about what we had just role-played. I fell asleep again with the pleasant realization that my wife got off thinking about me fucking her friend and was fantasizing about fucking Ben. We hadn't quenched our desire for our friends.

We had dinner at a restaurant with our friends a few weeks later. It was a bit uncomfortable for a few minutes; we were still uncertain how to act toward each other after the intimacy of our previous encounter. I sat across from Elise, while Ben was across from Josie.

Dinner was quite pleasant. It was quite obvious that Josie and Ben were still enamoured with each other. Elise and I shared knowing smiles as we watched our spouses flirt with each other. Despite our pledge that the swapping had been a one-time thing, unquenched desire remained between them. I knew that absent any restrictions, Josie would jump in bed with Ben at the 'drop of a hat'.

When we were leaving the restaurant, I watched Josie and Ben kiss goodnight, displaying quite a bit more than just friendship. Their mouths were open and their arms were around each other. Josie was embarrassed when she broke their embrace and returned to my side. Elise and I had kissed, but without their passion. Still, her lips were warm and sweet.

On the way home, I queried my wife, "Honey, you still seem to have the hots for Ben."

She was quiet while contemplating her response: "He's still a good friend."

"That was quite a kiss."

She justified it, "After that night in the motel, it didn't seem appropriate to just give him a peck on the lips."

My emotions were torn. I was confident (mostly) that Josie loved me and her loyalty was to me and our family. But, seeing her display a high degree of passion with her former boyfriend provoked insecurity and jealousy. She didn't kiss me like that very often. I had seen his leg pressing between her thighs and noticed how she seemed to light up while talking with him over dinner. They had continued texting, too. Not knowing what they were discussing added another element of uncertainty.

On the other hand, it was hot seeing Josie in sexually suggestive situations, where another man wanted her and was provoking her to react with passion. I noticed how they looked at each other and how Ben fixated on her ass in the tight skirt she'd worn. He knew what she looked like naked and surely was visualizing the features under her clothes.

In that motel, we had fulfilled my biggest fantasy of watching Josie have sex with another man. I had watched Ben and Elise strip her and eat her pussy. After Ben had fucked her and I had fucked Elise, the two women had eaten their husband's cum from the other woman's pussy.

Another emotion that constantly ricocheted through my mind was my attraction to Elise. Elise is a fox, with smooth, sexy legs, a fine ass and a succulent pair of tits. She's a pretty woman with a delightful personality. I couldn't suppress the memory of tasting her and sliding my cock into her luscious cunt.

Elise's reaction to her husband fucking Josie had been refreshing: "Let him get it out of his system." And "Just so he comes home to me."

Making love to Elise had been a real treat. It's not that she was better than my wife; she was different. Her scent, the contours of her body, her nipples, the taste of her pussy, all were unique. The thrill of being with someone new; the novelty; were refreshingly wonderful. Despite our pledge to not engage in further swapping, I found myself thinking and fantasizing about Elise. I remembered the feel of her body; how my dick felt inside her tight vagina. I felt guilty and recognized that my wife faced the same dilemma.

As we drove home, I asked Josie, "Do you want to fuck him again?"

Josie said, "We agreed that I wouldn't."

"I know, but would you want to do him again if we hadn't agreed?"

She looked at me and took a few moments to answer, "I'm married to you. I pledged my fidelity to you." It was not a definitive answer.

"I know, but we did it once. What would be the difference if we did it again?"

She said, "It would be dangerous." She paused. "I'm afraid that once I started, I wouldn't get enough of him."

I was worried about the same thing.

She said, "Honey, you are fantastic and give me everything I need and want..."

I finished her sentence, "but he's different and you remember being with him years ago."

"There's that."

I said, "I liked watching him eat your pussy and fuck you."

"I liked having you watch."

"If you went off with him when I wasn't there, it would be a different thing."

Josie said, "I know. That's what scares me." Then she added, "I'd never leave you and the kids, but it worries me how I feel about him."

I noted that our two kids were part of her concern. As a mother, she would never leave her children. I knew that her loyalty to only me had expanded to include our kids. I wondered, if we didn't have kids, would she feel differently?

Josie said, "Would you like to do Elise again? It was so hot watching you eat her cunt."

"You ate my cum out of her pussy."

"That was nasty. You put a big load in her."

"You seemed to be eager to get it all."

My wife laughed. "Maybe I'll teach you how to eat come from my pussy."

"Ben's cum?"

She looked at me and asked, "Would you like that?"

I didn't answer. It was a challenging question.

Josie observed, "You sure liked fucking me with another man's cum in my cunt."

"It was very different. The idea that another man had had his cock inside you and shot his sperm into you was really nasty."

"You liked me acting like a slut, giving you sloppy seconds."

I nodded, "I think you are the hottest woman in the world. Thinking about you having sex, watching you, then feeling another man's cum inside you is the most erotic thing I've ever experienced."

She coyly said, "Maybe I'll bring you a cream pie for dessert some evening."

My dick was hard and I was rubbing it as I drove.

Josie said, "Get your cock out while I tell you about what I might do."

I unzipped and freed my dick. Fortunately, traffic was light.

"Pull over there, beside that building." She suggested.

I pulled off and turned off the car.

My wife said, "Take your pants off. I want to see you naked."

I was willing to do whatever she asked. My dick was aching.

It was difficult with the steering wheel in the way, but I managed to remove my pants. She insisted that I remove my socks too.

She was commenting, "Elise is watching you strip. I'm in the back seat getting naked for Ben."

I pulled my shirt over my head. Josie threw my clothes into the back seat.

I was rubbing my cock while listening to her. Other cars were passing by. Whenever lights washed over our car, we were startled, concerned that someone might see us, but too horny to stop.

My wife said, "You're faced with a choice; you can fuck Elise, but then Ben will fuck me. What will you do?"

She had clearly identified my dilemma. I could have Elise, but the price was continued infidelity by my wife. I would be giving her old boyfriend free rein to resume their relationship at another level.

She was looking right at me. Our eyes locked on each other. I was rubbing my dick, close to coming just thinking about it.

She lifted her skirt, showing her panty-covered crotch. She lifted her hips and pulled her panties down her legs and off her feet. She spread her legs again and gave me a view of her honey pot. She turned-on the map light and moved so it shone directly onto her hairy puss.

She said, "My pussy is wet from talking with Ben at dinner with you sitting there."

"You were focused on him all evening."

"He was focused on me. I felt him undressing me with his eyes. It's so hot to have a man want me like that."

Her finger slid into her vagina. As she fingered herself, she teased, "I'd like to fuck Ben again; maybe have an affair with him, slip around on you. Would you like that? I'd bring you a load of his cum after spending the day fucking him."

I wasn't talking; I was rubbing my dick, stopping periodically to keep from coming.

Josie asked, "Tell me what you'd like me to do with Ben?"

"I'd like you to make him eat your pussy, then fuck him, then come home to me."

"Should I suck his cock?"

"Yeah." My dick was ready to pop. I had to stop rubbing. Josie knew how aroused I was.

She said, "Close your eyes and imagine me with his cock in my mouth."

I did, continuing to rub my dick. "I'm imagining him coming in your mouth."

She went on, "What else?" Her fingers were lodged in her cunt; she was close to her climax.

The possibilities cascaded through my mind. I said, "I'd like you to come home after he's fucked you in the ass. Your asshole would still be gaping open from his cock."

"Cum would be dripping out of my ass."

My dick was aching, eager for a climax. Josie's fingers were moving faster.

"You want to fuck Elise, don't you?"

"I do. She's hot."

"What would you like to do to her?"

"I'm going to eat her delicious cunt and fuck her."

She said, "Are you going to fuck Elise in the ass?"

The conversation had moved from being theoretical to actual possibilities.

"Elise has a nice ass. I'd like to stick my dick between her cheeks and fuck her little rosebud."

"Take a photo. I want to see your dick in her ass."

That did it. I came, shooting my cum onto my leg. Josie reached out and caught some on her fingers. She put those fingers in her crotch, lubricating her vulva with my semen. She was coming too.

She was groaning when she said, "I want you to eat Ben's cum out of my cunt." Her orgasm overtook her.

My mind blanked out for a minute; I was totally consumed by my orgasm. Seeing my wife with her fingers in her pussy while talking about fucking Ben was incredibly arousing.

We drove home. I had to get my clothes from the back seat while Josie dealt with the babysitter.

I came into the house, holding her panties, sniffing them. Josie pulled me into the bedroom and I mounted her, fucking her passionately until one of the kids squawked and postponed the climax of our evening.

Left unsaid was whether we had agreed to further rounds of sex with our friends. It seemed that we had; it was inevitable.

All through the next day, my thoughts kept coming back to Ben and Josie. Ben would be getting something that Josie had pledged to be mine alone. I had watched her break that vow, albeit with my approval; just one time. Did I dare let the two old lovers resume their previous commitment? For some reason, it appealed to my decadent urges when I thought about my wife being fucked by another man; letting Ben enjoy her sensuous body, making her come, using all three holes, sodomizing her, filling her with his cum. She could still get pregnant; might that happen?

My infatuation with Elise added another element to the scenario. I would be doubly rewarded if I also had my way with Elise. I imagined all the things I could do with her.

So, when Elise sent that text that I mentioned at the opening to this story, asking me to come over, dirty thoughts were in my mind. Elise is a pretty, educated, personable woman. My thoughts were not at all honorable. The thrill of being with her was seared into my memory. I was hoping for another opportunity.

I texted back, "I'll be there within the hour."

I arrived at Elise and Ben's house. She let me in. We sat in their kitchen, having a Pepsi.

"Where's Ben?" I asked.

"He's at a meeting."

"What about the kids?"

"At my mother's."

"So you are all alone. Are you bored?"

"Yeah. That's why I called you."

I stood and walked over to her. I kissed her lips, tenderly. She unzipped my fly. My hard cock popped out and she stroked it with her hand.

She said, "If I suck your cock, I want you to eat my pussy."

"Deal."

I watched in awe as Elise took my cock into her mouth. Rubbing my cock with my hand is wonderful, but it does not come close to the pleasure of being inside a woman's mouth or vagina. Her pretty hair cascaded onto her shoulders. She looked up at me with a sultry smile. The head of my prick pushed past her gullet, into her throat. She was remarkable. I tried to stop her to keep from coming, but once she realized that I was close, she increased her intensity and my dick spurted into her throat. She obscenely pressed her face into my pubic hair and choked on my cock as it emptied into her. A beautiful woman, a woman who was not my wife, had her face pressed into my groin, swallowing my nasty cum.

She stood, regaining her breath. She opened her mouth to show the remnants of my semen.

I watched her strip. She pulled her blouse over her head, revealing her frilly bra. She turned around and I undid the clips. She turned back to me and pressed her now naked tits into my face. I nuzzled in the soft flesh between her beauties. I put one nipple into my ear and sucked on the other one, playing telephone.

She pulled my shirt over my head.

We walked together to the bedroom, adjourning to the sanctuary where she and her husband made love. The idea of fucking a woman in her husband's bed is another of my kinks.

We were both undoing our pants, leaving them in the hall. My underpants dropped to the bedroom floor.

Elise laid back on the bed and I pulled her panties down her thighs, past her knees and off her feet. I was treated to the amazing sight of her naked pussy. A woman's pussy is not an aesthetically pleasing sight, with shiny pink flesh mixed with dark pubic hair; but a naked cunt has an irresistible sexual allure. I took a few moments to gaze at the triangle of dark pubic hair and her vivid pink slit. Her lips were parted and her clit glistened from arousal.

I knelt beside the bed, pulled her toward me. She butterfly-spread her legs. I spread her labia with my fingers, exploring her soft folds. I teased her slit with the tip of my index finger, then slid it inside her vagina. Elise sighed as I prepared to give her ultimate pleasure.

I licked the soft pink flesh of her clitoris. I inhaled her scent and tasted her flavor. She was wonderful. Her hands were stroking my head, showing her appreciation.

I attacked her cunt with an open mouth, sucking on her vulva, sliding my tongue over her slit. I was rewarded with a burst of lady-cum, squirting onto my face. I pulled back to let her bathe me with her nectar.

My fingers sawed back and forth in her cunt while teasing her clit with my lips and tongue. She was gasping, spasming and moaning in pleasure. "Oh, my god." She moaned.

I explored a bit more, lifting her legs to see her tiny asshole. I remembered my wife encouraging me to put my dick back there. I scraped my finger over her anus and perineum while watching her reaction.

"Fuck me." She begged.

I moved up and standing beside the bed, pushed my prick into her gaping cunt-hole. She was so warm and the walls of her vagina pressed around my shaft. I closed my eyes to savor the sensation of being inside this woman. She was treating me to something that only her husband enjoyed. Our eyes met. She smiled, consumed by unrestrained lust. I slid my dick in and out with a deliberate pace. Her legs wrapped around me, holding me in place.

We fucked for a while. I had already come and had that second-fuck stamina. She'd come when I'd eaten her and was enjoying a sustained climax. The more she reacted, the more it reinforced my confidence that I was doing a good job of fucking her.

I leaned in and kissed her. We shifted to the missionary position on the bed. After a few minutes of that, she asked me, "Do me from behind. Fuck me hard."

I spread her ass cheeks, exposing her slippery vulva beneath her tiny anus.

She said, "You can fuck my asshole next time. This time, I want you cum in my cunt."

I knelt behind her, hammering her cunt while pressing my hands on the smooth expanse of her lovely back, sliding over the curve of her hips. Seeing a topless woman from behind is almost as wonderful as from the front. Elise's torso was so smooth and flawless. My dick was disappearing into her snatch, immersing in the warm bath inside her.

Then she wanted to be on top. I willingly turned onto my back and she mounted my dick. I held her tits while I watched her writhe, mussing her hair and closing her eyes. She was beautiful. Her long, pretty hair and her dangling earrings framed the delicate features of her face.

The weird thought hit me that if Josie left me for Ben, I would be happy to have Elise.

Elise dismounted. She put her head into a pillow and raised her ass toward me. She had a tube in her hand.

"Do it. Fuck me in the ass."

I greased up my dick and put two coated fingers in her tiny back hole to lubricate her.

She said, "I want you to fuck my asshole while Ben is fucking your wife."

What was she talking about, Ben fucking Josie? No mind. I was focused on Elise's asshole.

The head of my dick pressed into her wrinkled little rosebud, prying her open while meeting resistance from her sphincter.

She groaned as my dick broached her opening. The cockhead was inside her. She shrieked. I gave her a few moments to get used to my invasion, then pressed my cock farther into her. She was incredibly tight, strangling my dick as it probed deeper. She was moaning continuously as I sodomized her. It was a dream come true, fucking this wonderful woman's rear opening.

I pumped slowly. She seemed to prefer just having my dick lodged deep inside her, filling her with cock.

She said, "I want you and Ben to DP me sometime."

"I'd like that," I said.

"Come in my ass." She asked. "Ben's going to get sloppy seconds when he gets home."

I asked, "You mentioned that he was fucking Josie."

Elise, with my cock in her ass, replied, "Yeah. They haven't gotten it out of their system. Maybe it should be the two of them together."

Thinking about that; years earlier, another man had intimate knowledge of my wife's anatomy. He'd sucked her tits and fingered her. He'd rubbed his dick against her naked body. Such thoughts are unsettling, but erotic. She had wanted another man. Happenstance of them going to different colleges caused them to drift apart. Now they were together as if it were meant to be. Was she being drawn back to him? Was it just sex or were they reigniting their love?

Elise said, "Josie and Ben are at a motel this afternoon. He's been fucking her since last week."

I was stunned. My feeling of betrayal was ameliorated by the conversation we'd had where Josie and I had essentially come to an unspoken agreement that further adventures with Ben and Elise were acceptable. I was disappointed that she hadn't told me. I knew that sneaking off had an attraction for her. I wondered on which nights was she full of Ben's semen, giving me sloppy seconds, with me being too naive to realize. I remembered a few nights when she did seem to be particularly loose and slippery.

The thoughts drove me to want to fuck Ben's wife; evening things up a bit. I pumped my dick a bit faster in her ass.

Elise said, "That's it, come in my ass while you think of Ben fucking your wife. I want you to fill me with cum. I'm going to make him clean me up when he gets home."

I kept pumping.

Elise went on, "Do it. Shoot your cum into your best friend's wife's asshole. Take me like I'm yours. You've fucked all three of my holes, a hat trick."

I felt the cum building inside me. My body tensed and my cum soared up into Elise's bowels.

I collapsed on the bed beside her. Her asshole was still gaping open. Semen pooled at her anus. We both regained our breath, recovering after an hour of exertion.

Elise leaned over and kissed me tenderly. "Thank you. That was wonderful."

I kissed her back. I felt a closeness to her, bordering on love. I'd known Elise for many years and had always liked her. My feelings evolved into infatuation. Moving to sex had only increased my feelings for her.

She softly said, "I love you."

I replied, "I love you too."

She said, "I love Ben."

I replied, "I love Josie."

"What do we do?"

"I don't know."

She said, "You can come over and fuck me any time. I like having you inside me."

"You are wonderful."

She said, "Maybe you can get me pregnant."

The calculation went through my head. Elise is only 38, still in her fertile years.

She added another thought, "Josie and I could have the other husband's baby." She laughed. "Wouldn't that be something?"

I was too surprised to respond.

Elise said, "Maybe Ben's knocking her up this afternoon."

She could tell the topic spooked me.

She went to the bathroom and returned with a washcloth to clean my cock. "Josie may want to suck your dick when you get home."

I said, "She'll probably smell your pussy on my face."

She said, "Yeah. Ben has come home with a peculiar odor a few times."

She said, "You better get going. The kids and Ben will be home soon." She added, "If the kids weren't around, we could wait for him and have a threesome."

I nodded, another thought entering my mind.

She said, "Josie wants that too."

I dressed with my head spinning. I'd just had the most wonderful sex with another man's wife. She'd told me she loved me and I loved her too. She talked about having my baby; about my wife having her old lover's baby. It was all overwhelming and scary.

As I drove away from their house, I passed Ben, coming home. He stopped and rolled down his window, "Hey, Josh. Sorry I missed you."

I tried to think of an excuse as to why I had been visiting his wife.

He resolved my dilemma, "Hope you left some for me."

I nodded.

He said, "Josie should be home. She had to get dinner on the way home. Enjoy dessert."

I nodded and drove off.

Wait until I tell you what happened when I got home.

To be continued.