Misc. Erotica Guilty Pleasures

I honestly didn't believe I had heard her correctly, so I asked her again.

"What did you just say?"

This time she didn't hesitate. "I asked you, if you'd like to fuck my son," she said simply...even more importantly, seriously. And quite naturally, I said,

"You can't be serious!"

"Oh but honey. I am. I've even talked to Bill about it, and he agrees with me."

"You what?"

"Yes, we talked about it, spoke a great deal in length about it, and came to the exact same conclusion about it. We really think that you should. Even Bill said he now wishes that his parents had done something like that for him when he'd reached the age of consent. Would have saved him a whole lot of trouble with all the misconceptions he'd been forced to live with after that. All the mistakes, the ungrounded fears, not to mention the guilt he had endured afterwards because of it. Always wondering if he could have done better, been better at it. Learning from someone with actual experience who knew what they were doing as opposed to the blind leading the blind as it were."

"So get him a hooker!" I said disbelief clearly being revealed in the tone of my voice.

"Yeah, we talked about that as an option," she actually admitted. "But then decided against it. As Bill reminded me, and I him...part of that first time experience is doing it with someone you really care about. Obviously Honey...Jared really cares about you. I think he's made that quite clear, so sending him to a hooker wouldn't actually be in his best interests.

"What about mine? What about MY interests? Or my husband's?" I asked beginning to sound hysteric.

I finally calmed however having vented, collecting my senses along with my breath.

"If you're finished ranting and raving?" Susan asked.

I said nothing on my end of the line, waiting for what I knew was coming.

"We agree with you on that too. And because of that, because of our friendship with one another, we wouldn't expect you to go behind Rob's back. This is something he would likewise have to be in agreement with before we'd ever consider actually pursuing it. So...what we'd like to propose is to perhaps come over this evening, maybe even have a little barbeque or something, and then lay it all out for him. See what he has to say, at least explain our reasoning's to him personally ourselves, to both of you. Then...later on, after the two of you have had a chance to think about it and discuss it, you can tell us what your final decision is. How's that sound?"

The fact that I actually agreed to hearing them out was one thing. Actually going through with it even after we did, was something else. Though I was also in agreement not to even mention we'd talked about it this much until they came over later on that evening and spoke with the two of us together. At least that way, I could pretend to be hearing it for the first time too, and then gage my husband's reaction and similarly react the same way that he no doubt would. I was fairly confident he'd laugh it off as more of a joke than anything, and then that would be that.

Or so I hoped anyway.

Susan and Bill arrived later on that evening. We'd enjoyed a nice quiet little barbeque. Almost too quiet as Rob periodically glanced towards me, his eyes raised in question. Obviously he knew there was another purpose behind our friends visit though he was patient enough to wait it out and see what it was.

I was nervous as hell, sitting on pins and needles and half hoping they had changed their minds and not even bring the subject up. I should have known better, especially when Rob decided to open the door to whatever it was they had come here to really ask us about.

"So, as much as I enjoy having you guys over, you're not acting like your usual naughty selves...what's up?"

It was all the opening the two of them needed, though it was Susan of course who finally broached the subject.

Though Susan told the entire story from start to finish, which she'd told me she'd do. I was grateful at least that she did it in such a way, that it appeared I was just then hearing about her son's conversation with his friend at the same time Rob now was. When she and Bill finally got to the reason and purpose of their visit having said all that, I found I was holding my breath. I continued to hold it as Rob sat back in his chair digesting what Susan had told him, exactly the same way she had said it to me. For a moment, his facial expression gave absolutely nothing away, one way or the other, and I nearly screamed out at him to say something as it was driving me nuts. When he did, I still sat there looking at him with a stupefied expression on my face.

"Damn, I wish my parents had done that for me!"

I'm fairly certain by the look on my face as Rob finally turned to look at me that he backtracked a little, hesitating. It's not like I was opposed to the idea emotionally, or that I had any real reservations about actually doing it. Though obviously there were some. But it was the fact I'd at least expected him to look a bit more shocked perhaps, or even offer up some sort of initial reservations about it. Which he did, but only after he'd seen my face.

"I think, we'll need to give this some thought and discuss it," he finally added. "Obviously Jen's the one that has to make the ultimate decision for herself, but I think my own personal concern would be, not wanting this to affect our relationship with the two of you. To be honest, when you came over tonight, I was actually concerned, well worried...that you guys were moving away or something and had come over to tell us that. As you well know, Jen and I are very fond of you two, hell...I'll come right out and say that we even love you guys, a lot! So I'm actually relieved that wasn't what you came here to tell us. But...I'll be the first to admit, this was a bit of a surprise."

"We figured it would be," Bill finally said jumping in after being silent most of the evening. "But Susan and I have talked about it at length, and came to the same conclusion about it. But we did so for the very reasons you just mentioned. Because we love you guys too, and wouldn't have asked this of you otherwise, if we didn't. But you're right, it is something you should probably discuss and consider privately. Especially as Jen's the primary individual involved here. Though there is a bit of another caveat we'd like to discuss, if and when you agree to do this for us."

"Oh? And what's that?" I now said finding my own voice. Whatever this was, was new, and not something that Susan had obviously chosen to share with me yet, which I could see was the case by the expression on her face. She didn't blush very damn often, and now she was.

When we'd begun talking, we had moved from the patio table where we'd eaten our dinner together. Susan and I now sitting down on the patio swing where we still were. Rob and Bill had each taken one of our cushioned lounge chairs, sitting down on those, drinks in hand. Susan now turned towards me, sitting a bit sideways in the swing, taking my hands in hers as she spoke.

"If you do decide to do this," she began. "And I honestly hope that you will, what Bill and I would also like, and appreciate, is if you'd take the time to let Jared attempt to seduce you himself. That way...it won't appear as though we actually set him up. Not only do we think his first experience should be with someone he truly cares about, but that he also have a good memory from it to keep with him always. I think that in his knowing it was mommy and daddy that had fixed up his first time, he might have reservations about it later on. And that would of course go against part of the reason for doing this in the first place."

"You're telling me, that if I do decide to actually go through with this, that you want it to be Jared's idea, or at least let him believe that it is, and allow him in time, to eventually seduce me?"

"In a nutshell, yes."

This time Rob really did have some reservations about it, which I was a little relieved to hear him respond to.

"I'm not sure that I'm really comfortable with that," he told our friends. "I mean, it's one thing for Jen to sleep with Jared, taking his virginity and all that. Something else entirely for him to think he's having some sort of an affair with her, or hoping to."

Susan answered. "We actually both agree with you on that point as well," she began. "Which is why we think it could be handled in such a way that Jared would eventually know it was a onetime only thing when it finally did happen. We're both fairly certain that in time, Jared would eventually reveal to Jennefer he was a virgin. When he does that, after he's enjoyed the thrill of having tried to seduce her, that would be when her resolve would finally melt and that she'd actually consider sleeping with him. But that would also be the time when she'd let him know in no uncertain terms that it was a onetime thing, and would never, ever happen again after that. I think under the circumstances, faced with sleeping with you, or not sleeping with you at all, especially for his very first time, he'd opt for the opportunity at least of doing so."

I sat looking at my husband, who of course sat looking towards me. I was as yet undecided about all this, though oddly enough, I was aroused too. Just talking about this the way we had been had had a profound effect on me in ways I could never have imagined. As I suddenly now noticed with Rob. Even sitting down in the lounge chair, I could see he had an erection. It became clear to me he'd become aroused by all of this, sitting there thinking about it, as I'd been. And I also know, it was because of his own horniness perhaps that he jokingly said what he said next, not really meaning it perhaps as we discussed later. And it wasn't at all out of character for either one of us to have done either, as we'd joked around, flirting around before on previous occasions.

"So...if Jen does decide to go through with this, what's in it for me?" He quipped trying to make light of things. "I mean after all, I'm the one that has to look the other way and pretend I don't know what's really going on. Do I at least get a handjob, or a blowjob out of this?" He chuckled, "Or even better, finally get to see Susan and Jen going down on one another?" He said laughing again, honestly joking around, as he'd said this before when we'd gotten together, hinting at the fact this was, and had been one of his own personal life-long fantasies he'd enjoy seeing. Only back then, we'd all laughed it off as a bit of naughty playfulness, suggesting that perhaps "one day" it might actually happen, and then very often leaving it at that.

As I said, it's not the first time he'd jokingly hinted at something like this, so had Bill. And even I had on some few occasions indicated that if Rob and I ever did do anything with anyone else, the only two people we'd ever consider doing something like that with, would be the two of them. Susan had herself on numerous occasions come right out and freely admitted that she'd love going down on me, even if I wasn't comfortable in reciprocating the same back for her. Which she now knew, after my admission to her earlier about Christy wasn't as much of a concern as she at first thought it might be. I had simply not encouraged her too seriously, not because I didn't want to, but because I was sorely tempted. It had even been one of Rob and I's dirty "pillow-talk" discussions on more than a few evenings. Each of us knowing that with only a little persuasion on my part, that Susan would no doubt seriously jump at the chance. And that Bill had basically already given his blessings to her if something like that should ever happen. Though so had Rob, a long, long time ago.

Susan was still holding my hands in hers as she looked at me, all of us having just heard Rob's comment.

"Well, if it would help, if it would make the two of you feel a little more relaxed at doing something like that for us, for Jared..." she added looking into my eyes, "I think that if the four of us were to also become a bit more intimate than we already are now, it might in fact make the rest of this far more accepting for all of us in the long run. So...to answer your question Rob, if she'd let me, I'd love to lick her pussy right now. Right this very moment in fact."

I still thought she was joking around as she slid off the swing down to her knees in front of me. She had done that before too. A little over a year ago when we'd gone on vacation together over to the Islands. We'd been laying on a secluded section of beach, once again the topic of sex coming up where she'd actually rolled over, repositioning herself between my legs. She had hinted then at actually doing it, her face only inches away from my bikini covered pussy. She had even run her tongue briefly between my legs, though my bottoms had been the only barrier existing between her tongue and my pussy at the time. Once again, Rob had been sitting there next to me with a massive erection, just like he had now, half wishing she was serious. As I actually found myself wishing at the time as horny as I was. But even with the stretch of beach we were on being as secluded as it was, there was still too many other's within looking distance to have noticed her actually doing so. Her look however as she finally rolled away, laughing and once again sitting up, was the exact same one I was seeing now.

We had in fact fucked side by side in the same room we shared later on that evening, watching one another doing so in fact. But it was as close as we'd ever come to doing anything else. Even I had to admit, that night, and the two successive nights afterwards when we did, were amongst the most erotic that Rob and I had ever shared together.

Now I sat there looking down at her as she looked up towards me. That same look, that hungry, wanton expression on her face. I felt the heat in my own face as I sat there, expecting her to sit up, once again laughing it off as just another one of her teasing little adventures.

"Yeah right...you'd do that right here," I finally said calling what I thought was her bluff.

"Right here, right now," she said leaning forward a bit more. Close enough I could now feel her breath against my skin as I nervously laughed looking up. Both Rob and Bill seemed transfixed, frozen in time, drinks in hand, hard cocks readily apparent as they had both sat up hopefully, expectantly...though neither one of them moved, nor even appeared to be breathing.

"Sure Sue," I now said, shortening her name, which is something I rarely if ever did either. "If I actually did spread my legs for you, sitting here in this swing, you'd actually do it. Eat me," I added with more than a bit of lustiness in my tone of voice. I felt her tongue suddenly run across the upper flesh on my thigh, just skimming against the material of my thong which was the only barrier having kept her from actually licking me, just like that time at the beach.

I actually spread my legs, not just a little, but much, much wider, wondering still if she was really serious...if I was. When I saw her smile, saw her licking her lips, I knew she was. Once again I felt the press of her tongue against the thin material of my thong, this time pressing there a bit more firmly with the flat of her tongue. I also knew as she did that, she could quite obviously taste the fluid that had been seeping through the material all evening long. If I had any doubts about her being serious in actually doing this now, they'd evaporated. Even my husband's deep heavy sigh of delight at seeing her actually doing this to me, seemed to coax her into going further.

"Oh fuck that looks hot!" He moaned suddenly standing up, as he did, I watched in abject fascination as he pulled down the zipper on his slacks, freeing his prick. Seconds later, Bill had stood, now doing the same.

"And that...looks pretty fucking hot too!" I said moaning appreciatively, seeing both my husband as well as Bill, standing there beside us as Susan's fingers now pried the edge of my thong off to one side. Her next caressing tongue lick ran straight up the wet glistening furrow of my slit, all the way to my clit.

My senses were on overload. Up until now, I'd only privately entertained thoughts of my best friend ever doing this to me. Now...she was. The sensation of her tongue as it gently slid up and down the length of my split, tickling little tongue flitters, followed almost immediately afterwards by the equally gentle sucking of my aroused hard little clit, which soon had me shuddering uncontrollably beneath her.

"Come lay with me," she then whispered, speaking directly into my cunt, only then looking up, licking her lips as she glanced over towards Bill. "Pull those cushions off the lounge chairs and lay them side by side," she ordered. It was almost funny seeing both Bill as well as Rob spring into action, their stiff hard dicks wobbling about up and down, sticking out of their pants as they did so.

As they finished doing that, Susan stood, drawing me up to my feet still holding onto me. I felt like a child in her hands as she suddenly reached down, grabbing the hem of my tee shirt and then pulling it up and over my head. She even giggled upon finding me wearing a bra, though why I had, when I usually didn't, I had no answer for, though she never asked the question. She merely cupped my breasts, caressing them softly, still encased within the soft frilly lace that barely covered them as it was. I felt my nipples stiffen even more than they already were, simple little tingles of pure ecstasy suddenly coursing up and down my spine as she reached around with a single hand, undoing the clasp.

"Never could do that one handed," I heard Rob saying to Bill.

"Me neither," Bill responded breathing heavily. "Wonder if she can?"

Hearing him say that made me realize, I wanted to feel Susan's breasts now as well as she stood there caressing mine, my bra having tumbled somewhere below us on the ground.

Nervously, excitedly, I began undoing the buttons on Susan's blouse. Moments later it came undone, her own very full, bra-clad breasts suddenly beckoning to me as I cupped them each briefly, and then...just as she had done, likewise reaching around behind her undoing the clasp.

"Guess she can," Bill quipped chuckling.

We now stood facing one another, breast to breast, actually allowing them to kiss one another as we did that. Even this was something I had never done before, actually teasing one another with our breasts as we stood there, looking down, watching as our own hard nipples danced, pressed and then kissed one another back and forth, fencing as though in tournament with one another as we both giggled pleasurably while doing so.

"Come, lay down so I can lick you again," she purred hotly. But now it was my turn to surprise her, to surprise Rob, and even Bill.

"No...now it's my turn...to lick you," I said, taking Sue by the hand, leading her over towards the two mattresses now laying on the grass side by side. I now undid the zipper on her shorts, quickly pulling them down, surprised to find as I did so, that she had nothing on underneath them. Seeing the bareness of her beautiful pussy, I quite naturally ran my fingertip up her soft little groove, collecting a bit of moisture along the way. As I helped her to step out of her shorts, I then stood up again, my finger inside my mouth, sucking her essence off before lowering it, running it up and down her slit again, and then again...licking it off, licking her off my finger.

Even as I stood doing that, Susan was already fumbling with the clasp and zipper on my skirt. In seconds she'd undone them both. As my skirt fell down around my ankles, her hands were already tugging on my thong yanking it well down below my knees. I stepped out of that too, now totally nude, as she was, each of us again standing pressed against one another.

And then she kissed me.

I know that I had once kissed Christy during that time we'd spent together, but I honestly couldn't specifically recall it. And we'd certainly never kissed like this. As I felt the warm moist press of Susan's lips upon mine, I kissed back, the tip of her tongue even then pressing into my mouth as I grabbed it with my lips, sucking it like a tiny cock.

How long we actually stood there I didn't know. I was swimming in a sea of bliss, our nude bodies now pressing fully against one another again, hands everywhere at once exploring, touching, teasing. Somewhere during all this, the boys had retrieved two additional chairs from around the table, now placing them on either side of the cushions still lying beneath us. And in addition to that, they were now likewise nude, sitting, stroking themselves as they looked on.

"I want to taste you now," I told her, slowly lowering myself, bringing her with me as I did. It was like watching her melt into the cushion beside me. She literally poured herself into place, her outstretched legs bent at the knee as I slid in between them, my hands already reaching up, seeking out the hard extended points on her breasts. I rolled them between my fingers playfully, my tongue likewise rolling between the folds of her sex, her taste intoxicating, exquisite.

"Jesus, I never thought I'd ever see the day," I heard Rob saying, likewise listening to the all too familiar sound of his squishy prick as he sat there stroking himself, toying with it in much the same way I'd very often asked him to do for me. I loved seeing him as he stroked it, listening to the sounds he made as he produced more and more precum lubrication from the tip, exciting himself more and more until it had become decadently obscene. Just as it was now. I knew then how aroused he truly was, just as I was, as I probed my best friends cunt with my tongue, spearing her depths, drinking her liquid nectar as I all but devoured her.

I knew too that Bill was likewise playing with his cock, the slap of his balls as they pounded against his thigh clearly in evidence. All the sounds surrounding us as I continued tonguing and licking my best friend's pussy, merely adding to the eroticism of the moment, heightening the passion we were all feeling.

Susan now lifting her ass slightly, grinding, sometimes humping herself against my face, her hands entwined within my hair as she pressed me even more firmly against her crying out.

"Oh my God Jen! Oh my God! Yes baby, yes! Lick me! Suck me! Eat me!" she cried out over and over again. I had begun pinching and twisting her nipples almost painfully, but she urged me on to pull on them even harder than I was.

"Tear the fuckers off!" she actually cried out at one point, once again thrashing wildly, alerting me to the fact she was on the verge of orgasm as I did so.

"Oh God...it's going to be a BIG one too," Bob suddenly announced. "Watch her when she does," he commented obviously speaking to my husband. "You won't believe it."

I had no idea at first what he meant, but it became a moot point moments later anyway. I was so involved myself in the sensation of my friend's climax, her pleasure as I lapped frantically at her tender little clit, still mauling her breasts simultaneously with my hands as she suddenly arched her back even more than she'd done already, holding it. And then she came. Her ear splitting cry of release even startled a few of the neighborhood dogs, nearly sending me into a fit of laughter, which I might have done had I suddenly then not been swallowing for my life! When Susan had exploded, I had not at all expected the sudden fluid gush from my girlfriends cunt that now spurted from somewhere within her depths the way that it did. Not wholly unaware of the phenomenon of course, as I had certainly heard about it, and actually read up on it a while back. But I'd never personally seen anyone do it, or experience it myself. I was in awe as she did so.

"F.....uhhhhhh kkkkK!" Rob groaned almost as loudly upon seeing it, watching it as I was finally was forced to sit back. Susan's pussy still squirting, spraying streamer after streamer of clear liquid juice that now splashed against my breasts, soaking them both completely as I looked down watching her as she did so, now laughing almost as hysterically as Susan was.

I'm not even sure Susan had finished climaxing yet as she suddenly sat up bowling me over onto my back, diving between my legs. Just before her mouth descended down on my own very juicy, wet cunt, she looked up at Rob saying simply, "come fuck me!"

He glanced over towards me, his hand suddenly slowing on his cock. I merely smiled back at him by way of an answer, and then likewise turning towards Bill a split second later.

"Get over here so I can suck you," I told him.

Rob was behind Susan within moments, already pressing the tip of his hard erect cock at the opening of her almost too wet pussy, rubbing it up and down her split, enjoying the sensation of her only then ebbing climax. I saw nothing more, only feeling it as Bill now knelt near my head, his hard stiff prick firmly within my hand as he guided it towards my face, brushing my lips with the spongy firm head of his prick as I wrapped my mouth around it, drawing him in. Sue...her tongue a flurry of flicks, kisses and licks about the surface of my pussy, as though having more than one tongue as she teased me deliriously. Her fingers likewise invading my womanhood, one now probing, tickling the opening of my ass, the other reaching deeply, stroking and now caressing what I knew was my own "g" spot. I felt her lips draw in my clit, sucking it like a tiny cock, sending stars cascading inside my head much like a gigantic meteor shower as I only then realized and felt the sensation of her middle finger as it slipped easily through the puckered opening of my ass. Two fingers now scissoring me inside, fucking me firmly, deeply, penetrating twin strokes of pleasure that somehow intensified the already intense pleasure which her lips and tongue continued to bring me. And somehow, throughout all this, I still managed to suck Bill's prick without biting it off.

I'd been hovering on the edge myself almost from the beginning, so it was no real surprise when I felt the first overpowering surge of my own release suddenly grip my entire being. There was no need to announce it, even if I could with Bill's cock embedded halfway down my throat at the time. I felt the first contraction, the intensity as my pussy gave up its pleasure to my best friend's mouth, her tongue and lips now a bit more softly caressing my precious stem, tickling it still as I came over and over again, thrashing beneath her. As I did, I felt the first warm spurts of Bill's prick as he likewise released. His tangy, somewhat salty liquid suddenly filling my mouth nearly choking me. I swallowed almost in desperation to keep from suffocating, yet oddly enjoying the sensation of his pleasure as it now joined my own.

Somewhere in the background, the familiar grunt of my husband as he came added an exclamation point to the incredible moment we'd just all shared together.

For the longest time we just lay there sprawled against and amongst one another trying to collect our breaths, our wits. My heart still pounding deep within my chest, only then finally beginning to slow. I opened my eyes looking off to one side where Rob had collapsed next to us. His prick somewhat flaccid now, though coated in the pearly essence of his own spending, and some of Susan's as he lay there. I thought briefly I had never seen anything look so erotic before, his cock far from hard, though beautiful as it was rigid, looked even more masculine, more sensual than I had ever seen it. Even the lazy teasing touch of Bill's hand as it continued to caress my nipple felt dreamy, his spent cock likewise only inches away from my face, a droplet of semen still oozing from the tip collecting within the folds of his foreskin as though seeking refuge from its recent escape.

Susan, my best and dearest friend, her head still comfortably resting between my legs, the hotness of her breath even then teasing my clit as she reposed within inches away from it, arousing me again as she did so, though I was still far too spent to allow the sensation to wake up the rest of my senses. Though I smiled secretly to myself, knowing that within a very short while, they most certainly would once again.

Not a word was spoken, only the continued gentle breathing as we lay there basking in the afterglow of such intensity, the likes of which I'm not sure I had ever known before.

"Ok, I'll do it. You've convinced me," I laughed. "But only if...you promise to do that again," I said looking down at my friend as she in turn finally looked up her eyes meeting mine.

"Just say when," she grinned winking at me. "Whenever you want it."

I lay back, using Bill's leg as a pillow, my hand reaching out to clasp my husband's slick messy, sticky dick. I closed my eyes smiling.

"When," I said softly. "When."​