Unusual Request

UNUSUAL REQUEST 2 THE SEQUEL

The first chapter of this story told of how my friend Richard had asked me to fuck his wife, Ellie. The two of them wanted her to screw another man while he watched, have threesomes. She had suggested me as a partner. I was a long-time friend of theirs, she was really nice, and I willingly agreed. We had gotten together for dinner and then went dancing. While dancing, Ellie and I started with an embrace and then I nearly stripped her and fucked her in a booth beside the dance floor. She rode to their home with me. She had her tits out and had removed her panties at the club. When we got to their house, she proceeded to suck my cock in their driveway while Richard (and perhaps some of the neighbors) watched.

We went to their bed where I ate her pussy and fucked her, coming inside her precious cunt. Richard took over, getting sloppy seconds and I left.

Richard and I met up in a bar a few days later. Sitting at the end of the bar with him, I asked, "Are you and Ellie okay after last weekend?"

He said, "Yes. We're fine. We both liked doing it with you. You probably think I'm a cuck or a weirdo or something."

I stopped his self-critique, "No, man. It was cool. I've read about guys wanting to watch their wives and I understand the attraction. I read-up on line and it's quite common. I am flattered that you chose me. Thank you."

"Thanks. I didn't know what you'd think."

Amazing. He was concerned about losing my friendship because I had fucked his wife at his request.

I asked, "Is Ellie okay?"

"Shit yeah. She keeps talking about you in bed, telling me how good you fucked her. She tells me you have a bigger dick, even though you don't. It gets us both really hot."

I laughed. I didn't know if I had a bigger dick, but the thought of his wife teasing him about it was kind of neat. I had already admitted to myself that I really like Ellie. I thought we had developed a bond. I was infatuated to say the least. I hoped I could find someone just like her someday. I knew that she was off limits, but I really had wonderful memories of that night with her.

Then Richard said, "She may want to do it again, have an affair."

I looked at him, not believing what he'd said and unsure of how to respond. I said, "I know the deal was for one-time only."

He said, "Yeah, but she liked it and liked you."

"How does that sit with you?"

He said, "I don't know. There's part of me that's scared and part of me that's turned on."

Wow. He was turned on by the thought of his wife having an affair with me, fucking me on a regular basis. I could get used to that. I could understand his doubts, though.

He asked, "Did you enjoy being with her?"

I didn't want to appear too eager. I said, "Yes, of course. She's a wonderful woman and I really enjoyed making love to her."

He said, "That's what she called it, 'making love', not fucking, 'making love'."

I said, "I used that term out of respect. I don't want to talk about just fucking her like she was someone I picked up."

He nodded, sounding unconvinced. "Uh huh."

I'm not sure if he believed me and I knew I didn't. She wasn't just a good fuck; she was a wonderful woman and I had truly enjoyed making love to her. She smelled wonderful and her pussy tasted like honey (I don't eat honey and don't really know what it really tastes like.).

He asked, "What will you do if she calls you and wants to get together?"

I asked, "What do you want me to do?"

He asked back, "Would you want to do her again?"

I said, "Yes, of course, but only if you are okay with it."

He was quiet, so after a few minutes, I followed up, "Would you be okay with it?"

He obtusely asked, "Okay with what?"

"Would you be okay with me fucking your wife again, having an affair with her?"

He just said, "Don't take her from me, is all."

"Aw man. Don't worry about that."

"The way she talks about you, it worries me."

Wow! Frankly, he was my friend, but his wife was a real prize. If I could take her away from him would I do it? Having a woman like her was far more important than having even the best friend in the world. I nodded, understanding what he'd said and acting like he had nothing to be concerned about.

Well, it was only a few days later when Ellie called me at home. "Danny (that's me), I've been thinking about you."

I said, "I've been thinking about you too."

She said, "What have you been thinking?"

I said, "I'm remembering how wonderful it was to be with you that night, how you smelled, how fantastic it was to make love to you."

She said, "I know. I remember the same things. Richard gets upset when I say we were making love, not just fucking."

"It wasn't just fucking to me. You are really a special person and I'll always have wonderful memories of that night."

She said, "Do you have a girlfriend or anything?"

I said, "I have a boyfriend."

She paused for a moment and said, "Bullshit. You do not."

I laughed and said, "I'm not with anyone at the moment. I was going with a girl, but we broke it off a few months ago."

She laughed and said, "I hope she didn't 'break it off' because I really liked it."

I said, "You know Richard and I had a drink a few days ago."

"I know. What did you talk about?"

"You, of course. He's afraid I'll steal you from him."

She said, "Yeah, I know. He's worried about that, but it also makes him horny to think of me slipping out on him."

"How do you feel about that?"

She said, "He started it. It was his idea, so it would serve him right if some hot stud sweeps in and takes me from him." She laughed. I couldn't tell if she was at all serious.

I said, "Well, I'm not a hot stud, so he has no worries with me."

She just laughed. Then she said, "I'd like to do it again."

I paused and said, "Are you sure that's a good idea? You don't want to mess things up with you and Richard."

She said, "It would just be sex. It's not like I'm moving in with you. I just want you to fuck me again."

I said, "You mean 'make love' again."

She laughed and said, "No. I want you to fuck me again."

I said, "Wow." I was thinking and repeated, "I don't want to cause you problems."

She asked, "Well, do you want to fuck me again or not."

I couldn't hurt her feelings, now could I, so I said, "Of course I want to. You were the most wonderful woman I've ever been with."

"Did you like my pussy?"

"Hell yes."

"I liked it when you ate me."

"So did I."

She said, "Can you guess what I'm doing now?"

"No. Tell me."

"I'm playing with my pussy."

"Where are you?"

"I'm in our bedroom, where you fucked me."

"Is Richard there?"

"Oh no. He's out running. I'm here alone, fingering my pussy while talking to my lover."

"What are you wearing?"

"Oh, I have a t-shirt on, but no panties. Do you remember what my pussy looks like?"

"I sure do."

"Well, it's all wet and juicy thinking about you. I have my fingers inside me; I wish it was your cock."

"Wow."

"Get your cock out and play with it. Let's see if we can come together."

I was already ahead of her. I was stroking my dick while sitting in my living room. I pulled my pants down to my knees and wrapped my hand around my dick and applied pressure while stroking it."

I said to her, "I have my cock in my hand. My hand feels good, but not as good as your mouth."

"Does it feel better than my cunt?"

"No. Being in your pussy was fantastic."

"Don't be so polite. Call it a cunt. Tell me what you'd like to do to it."

I told her, "I'd like to come over there and strip you naked, then put my face in your cunt and lick you 'til you come."

"Ooh. I like that. My husband will be out of town this week and I'll be all alone." She continued, "I hope a prowler doesn't break in and attack me."

I could understand what she was imagining, "Maybe you'd forget to lock the back door and someone would sneak in."

"I'd be sound asleep in my bed."

"He'd come to your room and tie you to the bed."

"Oh no. What would he do to me?

"He would strip you naked first."

"Oh my. I'd feel so vulnerable."

"Then he would put his face in your pussy, in your cunt. He'd lick you and get you wet."

"I couldn't help myself from getting wet down there if he did that."

"He'd suck on your clit and put his tongue in your cunt hole."

"Oh, but I'd want him to fuck me. I'd want him to rape me."

"Oh, he'd do that. He'd rape your married cunt and you'd come on his cock."

"I hope his cock is big. I like big cocks."

"It would split you open. He'd fuck you bareback."

"I might have forgotten my pill. Maybe he'd get me pregnant."

"That's right. His cock would shoot his sperm into your married cunt and put his baby inside you."

I could hear her breathing heaving and moaning. She was coming.

She said, "I'd never tell my husband that it was someone else's baby." She moaned, "Oh god. I'm coming, are you?"

I was. "I'm thinking of shooting my cum on your face, then you'd lick me clean and take my sperm into your belly."

"I want your cum inside me, in my mouth and my cunt."

She dropped the phone. I heard the sounds of her moving, her moans.

After a moment, she said, "That was so intense."

I asked, "Is Richard going out of town?"

"Not until next week."

"Next week is a long way off."

She said, "I'm supposed to go out with my girlfriends to a play this Wednesday. How about we meet somewhere instead?"

"Okay, where?"

She said, "Get us a cheap motel room. If I'm going to cheat on him, I want it to be real sleazy."

I said, "OK. I'll call you tomorrow afternoon, while you're at work."

I made a reservation at a motel, not a sleazy dump, but a midscale chain hotel out by the airport. I called and told her to meet me in the hotel bar at seven o'clock.

That night came. I was waiting in the lounge when she walked in. I rose, gave her a hug, and asked her if she wanted a drink. We sat for a while and each nursed a mixed drink.

"Will your friends cover for you not being at the play?" I asked.

She said, "No. I'm too embarrassed to tell them what I'm doing."

"Are you sure you want to do this?"

She nodded and went to the ladies' room. I watched her walk away, wearing a simple dress that swayed when she walked and accented her figure. It came to just above her knees. There was a hint of cleavage in the front and it was sleeveless. I loved her pretty arms. He ass wiggled like two cats fighting in a pillowcase.

When she returned, she didn't sit. She chugged the remainder of her drink then handed me her panties. The thought of her pussy being bare under her dress was enough to finish stimulating my dick to a hard-on. I couldn't get the vision out of my mind of her pussy at the top of her naked thighs.

We rode the elevator to our floor. I open the door to the room and we were just inside when we embraced in a sensuous kiss. I pulled the zipper down in the back of her dress and unhooked her bra, almost in one motion. I stepped back and her clothing fell to the floor. When she stepped out of her shoes, she was naked. She stripped me. Pulling my shirt over my head and then undoing my pants. I let her do it, enjoying the rare privilege of having a woman strip me.

When my cock popped free, she went to her knees, put her mouth over my prick and pressed her lips around it. It had an immediate effect on me. I felt the semen stirring in my balls and realized that if I didn't slow her down, I would come in her mouth. I tried, but she was insistent on sucking me off. She knew how to deep throat. My cock slid into her esophagus. The warm pressure squeezing around me was magnificent. She wanted it, so I blasted into her throat. I jerked with ecstasy as I unloaded into her soft, tender mouth. I'd never had a woman want to suck my dick like that. Usually, I had to ask for it, but Ellie really wanted my cock and had attacked it. She wanted my come in her belly. She sucked on my tool until she had swallowed every drop. My poor limp dick flopped out of her mouth, exhausted.

It was my turn to give her some oral pleasure. She peed first and I savored the remnant of her urine on her snatch. She spread out on the bed and I proceeded to suck on her lovely cunt. She had a copious amount of woman-cum for me and my face was soon coated with her wonderful nectar. Her perfume and her pussy-juice combined into an unforgettable fragrance. I flicked my tongue rapidly over her little clit and pushed my fingers inside her. She loved it, holding my head and squirming so much that I had to wrap my arms around her hips to control her. I brought her to an orgasm. She was almost shrieking, her body spasmed and she gushed more cum onto my face. I licked all of her, even putting my tongue on her little asshole. I remembered that she had told her husband that she wanted him to watch me fuck her in the ass. My teeth scraped over her tiny hole and she pulled her knees back to her shoulders to expose her little rosebud for me. My tongue probed into her and then I pushed a finger in her anus. She held still while I finger-fucked her asshole, clearly enjoying the unusual stimulation.

My dick had revived and I wanted to fuck her pussy again. I remember how wonderful it had felt to be inside her. We did it bareback. I didn't ask her about birth control, assuming she was on the pill. I was so passionate for her, I wanted her so much that I would have loved to have gotten her pregnant. The flesh-on-flesh contact with the inner walls of her vagina was marvelous. We went slowly, enjoying each stroke. I would pull out and reenter her, repeating the stimulus of penetration again and again. She was coming again. She'd lost all her composure and was a wanton, horny woman, begging for me to fuck her.

"That's it. Fuck my cheating cunt." She said.

I let her do all the talking. I was just the instrument to satisfy her lust.

She rolled over and I did her doggy style for a while. Seeing her naked ass and her smooth back underneath me was unforgettable. It is vividly imprinted into my memory, something I never want to forget.

"Come inside me. Fill me with your big cock. Put your baby in me."

When she said the last part, I stopped until she said, "Just kidding. Fuck me and come inside me."

I did. My dick spurted into her (hopefully not fertile) womb. My release echoed through my entire body. It was like every bit of me was devoted to coming inside this woman. It was pure bliss. There wasn't a thing about this woman that wasn't wonderful.

There was one more hole to play. I wanted to fuck her asshole, to do the hat trick, come in all three holes. She knew what I wanted and she wanted it too. My dick was taking its time to revive.

"Do you have any more juice for me?" she asked.

I said, "I hope so. I did it three times in one night once before."

She laid out on her stomach. I spread her ass cheeks, exposing her asshole, just inviting me to penetrate it.

But then she jumped up and said, "I have to get home. It's late and I told Richard I'd be home by eleven."

"He doesn't know you are with me?"

"Nope. That's part of the kink, him not knowing, me coming home with someone else's cum in my cunt."

"Are you sure he's okay with this?"

She said, "Too bad if he isn't. He introduced me to sharing so he'll have to live with the consequences."

I laid there on the bed after she left, wondering what I had gotten myself into. I was infatuated with Ellie. I only knew her casually beyond our sexual activities, but she seemed like a dream-girl to me. I didn't want to mess up her marriage to Richard, but damn it, I found her to be irresistible.

The next day she called me from her office phone and left a voice mail. "Let's get together next week again. I can take an afternoon off work and we can fuck all day. I want Richard to be there when you take my asshole, so maybe you can come to dinner next Saturday."

Two days later, I met Richard for a beer. He told me, "I'm going out of town Thursday, overnight."

"That's interesting. Why are you telling me?"

"Oh, I don't go out of town very often. Maybe you can keep an eye on Ellie when I'm gone. I'll tell her to call you if she needs anything."

I said, "Sure."

Then he said, "I leave a key over the door frame of the back door in case we lock ourselves out."

I just nodded. I knew he was inviting me to fuck his wife while he was out of town. I wondered if he was in on the intruder fantasy that she had shared with me.

He said, "I was listening on the other phone when you were talking to her the other night and I know you fucked her in a motel when she was supposed to be with her girlfriends."

Obviously, he was okay with his wife's adventures. What had I gotten myself into?

Well, I went to their house on Thursday night at about eleven o'clock. Richard's car was not parked in the driveway where it usually was. The house was dark, except for a few night lights. I went around the side and looked in their bedroom window. The curtains were parted just a little. It was quiet, she was possibly asleep. Sure enough, there was a key to the back door above the back door frame. I carefully unlocked the door and went inside.

I listened for noises, signs of anyone being awake. There were none. I crept down the hall to their bedroom.

The bedroom was dark. I walked in and Ellie said, "It's late. I was afraid you wouldn't be coming."

I tried to play the role. "Shut the fuck up lady."

She said, "Oh no. What are you going to do to me?"

I pulled the covers away and crawled onto the bed. Ellie was lying there in a silky nightgown with her chest bare to the top of her breasts. Only two strings held the gown over her shoulders. I had brought two neckties and used them to tie her hands to the bedframe. Her chest heaved up and down. Her cleavage was so inviting that I leaned in and kissed the soft skin between her breasts.

"Oh, please mister intruder, don't hurt me." She said.

"If you keep your mouth shut, you'll enjoy what I'm going to do to you."

"Are you going to rape me?" She pleaded, trying to sound scared, but obviously wanting to get fucked.

I pushed her knees apart and saw that she was not wearing underwear. He naked pussy was exposed when I lifted her nightgown. My dick was so incredibly hard that it was aching. I pulled my shirt over my head and moved closer to her crotch. Below her cute patch of pussy hair was her vulva. Her lips were split apart and glistened with arousal. I pressed my face into her and eagerly licked her precious cunt. I heard her moan when I slid my tongue into her vagina. She rewarded me with a gush of her lady-cum. She smelled divine, obviously having taken a shower and rubbed fragrant lotion on her body. Her inner thighs intrigued me; my lips caressed her soft skin. Then, I returned my attention to her snatch. She was holding on to the bedframe with her hands, acting completely helpless. I licked every bit of her, including her little asshole.

She said, "Oh please don't do anything to my anus, even my husband doesn't touch me there."

That was an invitation if there ever was one. I scraped my teeth over her tiny butt hole. Then, I probed with my index finger. She moaned in response.

I resumed eating her out. I draped her knees over my shoulders and wrapped my arms around her hips, holding her in place so I could devour her juicy cunt. She squirted on my face and I sucked up the tasty liqueur. I loved it. She did too, as evidenced by the spasms and shrieks accompanying her orgasm.

I gave her a few moments to recover somewhat before I resumed my assault on her wonderful body. I stood and stripped off the remainder of my clothing. My hard dick was protruding obscenely from my pelvis, ready for action.

I carry a small multipurpose knife in my pocket. It was perfect for the next step in my assault.