Incest/Taboo Masturbation Club

"Ah, yes!" David hissed back at her.

"Oh and David?"

"Yeah baby."

"Judy says to tell you she say's 'Hi'!"

There was silence for a moment.

"David?"

"Oh yes!" He moaned excitedly, and then came.

David had the entire day to himself. He had none of his own business appointments scheduled, and hadn't heard from Emily since last night. Nor had he heard from Sally with a B either for that matter. And he was still not completely sure he ever would on that one! As erotically sensual as it had been, he wondered if he had come on too strong, or perhaps, not strong enough. And given the fact that Emily hadn't paged him, it certainly meant that Sally hadn't called Emily yet either.

With nothing but time on his hands, David decided to head downtown, do some shopping, and enjoy some sight seeing. He'd wandered around for a couple of hours and suddenly found himself standing in front of one of the few remaining X-rated theatres. It had certainly been a while since he'd gone to one, something about watching a good hard-core movie on the big screen suddenly appealed to him.

Though it was early in the day, the features ran near continuously, so it didn't really matter what time he went in, or what movie was even playing for that matter. He purchased his ticket, entered the doors into what was an obviously a dimmed foyer. It was bright outside, but even in here, he had to stop momentarily in order to allow his eyes to adjust so he could even see where to sit.

When he could see well enough to enter the theatre, he still had to stand near the back in order to get a clearer vision of the seating arrangements. His eyes quickly adjusted however, and he could clearly see just how few people were there at this earlier than normal time of day. There were perhaps not even a dozen people, spread out within the entire place. Mostly single men, situated far and apart from one another, but there were a few couples, one of which was actually a man and a woman sitting together.

David began to walk slowly down the isle between the rows, he was just passing the one where the only male-female couple were sitting and caught a brief glance in his direction from the gal who was sitting there. It wasn't exactly a "Why don't you come over and join us look", but it wasn't a "go away and find someplace else to sit" look either. He quickly slid in to the isle seat, which was about two seats over from where the two of them were sitting. He could see them out of the corner of his eye without too much effort, but he didn't make a point of looking back over in their direction once he'd sat down.

He was in luck. What was on screen at the moment were trailers for upcoming x-rated feature films. David enjoyed these. They were almost as hot to watch as the movies themselves were.

He took a moment to glance around the theatre and spotted another couple, this one two males sitting across from him and down one row. A single guy was sitting in the row behind them.

It didn't take long for his arousal level to leave him sitting there with a nice stiff erection. The trailers were steamy enough themselves to have awakened old Mr. Insatiable's interest with plenty of nice bouncy boobs, firm cocks and wet pussies galore. Not to mention several wickedly entertaining cum-shots.

The feature film finally began, David watched intently until the unmistakable sounds of other aroused patrons began reaching his ears. He glanced over at the couple that was sitting nearest to him. And though the theatre was certainly dark, the periodic changes in lighting on screen frequently revealed to his eyes what was going on between the man and the woman. It was obvious that his cock was out and that she was playing with it. But what he hadn't noticed before was that she now had her own skirt bunched up around her waist and had obviously not worn any panties in order to make access to her cunt a whole lot easier. Although David couldn't see her pussy from where he was sitting, the guy certainly had his hand in her lap and was fingering her while she continued playing with him. As David saw watching them, he saw the woman glance over in his direction, smiling.

There were other interesting movements taking place as well. Where there had been moments ago two men sitting side by side, one now it seemed had disappeared. That was until David caught the slight movement of someone's head slowly bobbing up and down. One guy was obviously giving the other one a blowjob. But this wasn't the only thing going on either. David hadn't noticed it at first, but the single man who was sitting in the row directly behind the two men and scooted over several seats so that he was now sitting only kitty-corner behind them. David watched him lean forward in his own seat, and knew that he no doubt had a pretty good view of the blowjob-taking place in front of him.

He tried to once again refocus his attention on the screen, but the sudden movement from the couple next to him tore his eyes away from that. He saw the woman stand up, skirt once again properly in place, as she moved out of the row heading back towards the concession area, though more than likely the bathrooms. He wasn't sure if the guy sitting next to him had even climaxed or not, but he had put his dick away, or at least out of sight.

It was several minutes before she returned again, and this time she came down the isle on David's side of the row. He stood up to allow her to pass, and she brushed against him in the process. He obviously had a hard-on, which was pressing against his slacks. As she slipped by him, he felt it brush her hip, or perhaps her upper thigh briefly as she did. Rather than returning to the same exact seat she had been sitting in, she sat down on his side of the other guy, thus leaving only one vacant seat between them.

David saw almost immediately that the guy had only been concealing his erection. He pushed aside his shirttail, revealing his still very erect, very hard throbbing prick. David watched as the woman once again reached over grabbing it, and began playing with it quite openly. There wasn't any doubt remaining now that they were getting off on having David watch them. And he was certainly ready willing and able to provide them with that particular service if that's what they were looking for.

"Take it out," David heard her clearly say.

He was confused for a moment. After all, the guy she was with already had his cock out! And then it struck him; she'd said it to him! Though having done so without looking at David directly.

"I said, take your cock out!" She repeated a tich louder than before.

There was no mistaking whom she meant this time! David quickly looked over his shoulder behind him, and then reached down, unzipping his slacks, pulling out his own very erect, now very wet slobbering member.

David dubbed the guy sitting behind the two men as the looker. He was certainly getting a wide variety of action to be watching now. He saw the 'looker' turn his head in his direction, having a pretty good view from where he was now sitting, looking over now at the three of them.

"Move over," David heard her say to him.

David sat up slightly, making the easy transition into the next seat. And so did the 'looker' as David watched him perform the same exact move.

In the next instant, he felt a hand reach out, tentatively touching him, then grasping his swollen erect penis quite firmly. She was now sitting there with a cock in each hand, joyously stroking them both, and seemingly focused once again on the movie while she did.

Obviously her partner knew it as well, and David contemplated the fact that they had discussed this previously, and from it she had left the theatre only long enough to come back and sit closer to David where she could then better communicate, as well as be in position for whatever else she had on her mind.

David couldn't help but watch her. Hell, it was far better than the movie was at the moment anyway. Her partner decided to heat things up a bit perhaps, by suddenly lifting the woman's sweater up over the top of two very, very large bare breasts. David now saw the guy turn towards him, and whisper. "Go ahead. Enjoy yourself!"

The man was busily fondling one of her breasts, and David turned to better accommodate his ability to do so with the other one as well. All the while, the woman sitting sandwiched between them, still stroking in near perfect rhythm the two wet glistening pricks she held in her hands.

The 'looker' had given up all pretense of remaining aloof at this point, and though David heard him before he actually saw him, the guy had moved over to situate himself directly behind the three of them.

"Molly, I'm getting close!" David heard the guy state. And without hardly missing a beat, the girl who's name David now knew as Molly, turned, bending her head over into the guys lap, reluctantly releasing David's prick in the process however. He watched her head bobbing up and down on the guy, fast and furiously. From somewhere behind him, the sudden sound of a zipper unzipping alerted him to the fact that the looker was doing a lot more than just looking now.

"Ah...ah...ah!" The guy suddenly began panting. Which was followed fairly closely by a long drawn out, "Ohhh fuck!"

Molly's head quit bouncing, and she straightened up once again wiping her face and mouth from the obvious residue of the guy's spunk. David was delighted as her hand once again she reached out grabbing his too long neglected prick.

"I won't give you head, but I will jerk you off on my tits if you'd like!" She whispered over towards him.

Before David could even answer her, the guy sitting behind them, Mr. Looker, Now Mr. Doer spoke up.

"I'd like to cum on your tits too!" He announced hopefully.

Molly turned to look over the seat and gasped. David followed suit, looking over the seat behind him as well and understood why.

Mr. Doer, was also Mr. Biggest fucking prick he'd ever seen before in his life. And that included John's massive fuck pole as well.

"Sure..." Molly said slowly. And if there hadn't been a smile on her face previously, there sure as hell was one now. David felt that if she wasn't already sitting between the two of them that she might have considered climbing over the back seat behind her. She even asked him. "Do you want to come up here so I can do you?" She asked with more than a slight twinge of excitement and hopeful expectation.

"No. I just want to cum on your tits!" Big Fucking Prick said. "I'll just finish jerking myself off if you don't mind," he stated still hopefully.

"OK, just tell me then when you're ready." And this time David noticed, she really did sound disappointed.

"Jerry, finger my cunt for me. I want to get off now too!" She turned talking to the guy who'd been sitting there with her.

I felt like saying 'How do you do, Molly and Jerry, so nice to meet you!' But it was neither the proper place nor the proper time for that. I mean, how do you shake hands with someone that's just been stroking your cock?

Then I laughed, remembering the party. In a way, we'd already been formally introduced.

It wasn't a out and out laugh, just sort of a fleeting snicker-ish sort of laugh but Molly mistook it for something else entirely, and began spanking my monkey a lot quicker.

"You're getting close?" She asked me then.

"I am now!" I stated. "Just keep doing it like that, yes, that's perfect!" I instructed her.

Jerry had of course by this time lifted her skirt up once again, positioned as she was, she raised one knee, placing it on the seat beneath her ass, effectively giving Jerry perfect access to her openly displayed cunt, and perfect access to my line of sight as I peered down, watching him finger-fuck her slit.

Movement behind me drew my attention suddenly, and Mr. Big Fucking Dick stood up.

"Ahhhh fuck! Ahhhh fuck!" he moaned.

"Shit!" I said as Molly released me. I had gotten just this side of the fucking ledge when she did.

She stood up, pressing her massive tits together, literally trapping the guy's cock between them just as he let loose.

I have to admit, sitting there in the movie theatre, my own cock now waggling around in the breeze, Molly standing up in the isle next to me, her skirt bunched up around her waist, her sweater bunched up over the top of her huge breasts with Mr. Big Dick's cock wedged in between them, cum flying everywhere was a sight to be seen.

He must have jettisoned a gallon, her breasts were copiously covered in his fuck cream, and it began running down her chest to her belly in oozing running rivers of his spending.

"Come on Molly, lets get out of here!" Jerry said suddenly.

I couldn't really blame them. The guy had made quite a scene, and quite an exit himself afterwards. He hadn't even bothered to put his massive dick away, or even stop to make the attempt when he suddenly turned and fled out of the theatre taking one of the corner emergency exits instead of back through the main lobby.

By this time, the two men who had been sitting a row over were both standing up looking over in our direction. I turned my head swiftly around the theatre and noticed in doing so, all but one or two others had been standing in an obvious attempt to gain a better view of the activities that had been taking place next to me only moments ago.

Molly threw me an apologetic "Sorry you didn't get to cum look" and with titties still bare, bouncing up and down, back and forth as the two of them quickly moved down the row and out to the isle then on up and out towards the lobby area. I couldn't help but wonder if she got her boobs put away before they'd actually reached it.

"Sorry about that old boy!" I told Mr. Obviously Disappointed, looking down at my rapidly deflating cock. But it was a reminder that it was time we obviously left ourselves.

Once again, back out into the bright sunlight and the street, I looked vainly for any sign of the Actor's who'd participated in our own version of an x-rated movie, but they had all long since disappeared.

I'd decided to head someplace for lunch when my beeper went off. I looked at it, and new immediately that it was Emily.

"Hey baby!" Emily said when she found out that it was me calling her back. "You up for another appointment with Shelly?" She asked.

"Oh, you could say that," I responded back to her.

"Busy day?"

"Not busy enough actually, a little faster and I..." but I let the balance of what I was going to say trail off.

"You sound breathless, almost like you've been running," she questioned me after a fashion.

"Not running, was watching another couple inside an X-rated theatre," I openly admitted to her. She laughed.

"Sorry if I interrupted you then," she said apologetically.

"Oh no, you didn't. That particular little show was over anyway," I told her.

"So, you interested then?" she asked

"Where and when?" I answered simply.

"Can you be at..."

Emily had given me the name of a well-known grocery store, that and very little else. Only that I was to go there and wait around in the produce department.

"You're kidding?" I questioned her again. "Really? A grocery store?"

"That's where she said she'd meet you. After that, she said you were to help her home with the grocery's that's all I know. But I imagine, after that, you can take it from there right?"

"Sure, no problem," David announced, hanging up his cell-phone and immediately began looking for a Taxi.

Twenty minutes later he was in the produce department of a local grocery store. Shelly was already there, so he felt better not having to hang around waiting for her to arrive. She saw him, smiled, and then handed him the small red, hand-held carry-basket for the items she was picking out.

He noticed that she was wearing a pair of white shorts and a matching blouse. Obviously she was in a more relaxed mood and frame of mind than she'd been in previous. He stood next to her while she purposely picked through a pile of vegetables. She selected one, held it up for him to inspect, and then placed it gingerly down inside the basket. It was a nice sized cucumber. Next, she led him over to a bin stocked with several nearly ripe, lightly green colored bananas. Once again, she looked, and then selected just one, dropping it down into the basket along side the rather wicked looking cucumber.

David's mind raced. What exactly was it that she was doing anyway? Some phallic way of teasing and seducing him? Hell, as horny as he still was from having just left the movie theatre, she didn't need to tease him too fucking long, he felt he could cum in his pants as it was without doing anything.

One by one, she added several items to her basket, including a fat long Zucchini, a good-sized carrot, and a small basket of fresh strawberries. She'd picked up a bottle of Johnson & Johnson's earlier, before he had arrived. Moment's later they approached the check out counter with their basket of naughty little goodies.

"I'll meet you outside," she announced, winking at him. "I have a taxi waiting."

Even the look the check out girl gave him was mildly amusing. And he swore that he saw her giggling to herself when she bent over to retrieve a plastic takeout bag for their purchases.

"One Cucumber. "One... Carrot," The checker said pausing, looking up with a knowing smile. "One Banana," she actually said grinning, "And one very large... Zucchini!" she finished with an obvious exclamation, and David noticed her face had actually reddened considerably though she continued. "One basket, fresh strawberry's. Do you need any cream to go with this?" she asked innocently, saw David's own amused expression, and turned bright crimson!

David quickly paid the nominal amount for the groceries and briskly left the store. Shelly was waiting for him outside in the Taxi.

"What took you so long?" She asked "Didn't we have ten items or less?"

They rode up the thirty floors in the elevator to her Penthouse Suite in almost perfect silence. Just before the doors opened on her floor, she finally spoke to him. "Once we get inside, make yourself comfortable, fix us a couple of drinks. I'll be with you shortly."

He followed her inside, handing her the grocery bag as he did. She immediately headed off towards what was obviously a small but functional kitchenette.

As David removed his Jacket, setting it down on one of the chairs, he quickly crossed over to the well stocked bar.

"What would you like to drink?" He called out.

He could hear the water running in the kitchen and supposed that she was washing up the vegetables.

"Surprise me!" She called out back to him.

He fixed himself a Scotch and water, saw that there were several types of Bourbon sitting there as well and decided to fix her one of those.

"Neat!" She called out.

So he poured two fingers of it in a glass for her.

A moment later she reemerged into the sitting room. David handed her the Bourbon.

"Thank you," she said taking it from him, then turned and headed off into the bedroom. "I'll be ready in a minute!"

"I was ready an hour ago," David thought. But he never said it aloud, only nodded his head in acknowledgment to her, but she had already turned and walked away into the bedroom, closing the door behind her.

He wasn't sure just how long it was that he sat there in the sitting room, nor more than ten minutes at the most before he heard her calling out to him.

"David? Would you mind bringing in the tray I left sitting in the kitchen?"

He quickly got up from the chair, headed into the kitchenette and retrieved the tray that she had left sitting in there. On it, were the items David had purchased for her, all clean and neatly arrayed on the silver tray, including one bottle of Johnson & Johnson's.

He walked across the sitting room, balanced the tray in one hand along with his drink, and opened the door, pushing it further open with his foot as he entered.

He very nearly dropped the tray.

The thick rich floor length curtains had all been drawn, effectively shutting out the late afternoon light. There had to have been at least twenty to thirty candles burning however, each one adding a soft warm glow to the room.

She was stretched out in the middle of the bed, naked. One hand was already gently thumbing and rubbing what David saw as a very large, very erect nipple.

The nightstand had been cleared.

"Set the tray down over there," she pointed with her free hand, the other still busily toying with her nice fat tit.

David quickly did that, turning back towards her.

"Now, take off all your clothes and sit down over there," One again pointing, directing him.

She had obviously moved one of the chairs in the bedroom over to the side, but nearer the foot of the bed.

David nearly tore his clothes off in his haste. He quickly sat down into the oversized, yet incredibly soft leather chair.

By this time he noticed Shelly had already retrieved the bottle of baby oil as well as the single carrot from off of the tray. She applied a liberal helping of the silky feeling oil to herself, to her breasts, as well as to her pussy. He watched her sticking her fingers inside herself, using the oil to add to what obviously was an already wet dripping cunt.

She met his eye's, locking hers on his as she slid the slim orange colored carrot inside herself. She closed them then, whether out of habit, or merely out of pleasure as the slim-tipped orange prick slid easily into her.

David's own cock, 'Mr. I can't fucking believe what I'm seeing', throbbed urgently in response to the sensation that was being fed to it by what 'it' and David were both watching.

"Ahh," Shelly moaned softly, as she slid the carrot out, and then in, once more, fully burying it inside her as she sat fucking herself with the long narrow carrot.

David felt a droplet of pre-cum seep from the tip of his prick. He quickly gathered it up in between his fingers, applied it liberally to the head of his dick as he had seen Shelly doing with the J&J to herself.

Finally, she removed the carrot, applied just a splash of baby oil, tossing the carrot back on the tray, picking up the banana.

She rested it teasingly against the opening of her slit. Once again her hands returned to her breasts and she cupped her full rounded tits, squeezing them at first together, then allowing them to naturally separate before placing them back together once again. She placed the banana between her breasts and began rubbing her breasts together, the banana still securely trapped between them.

Dave almost thought for a moment that he could feel that soft smooth flesh of her titties rubbing up and down his sensitive velvety cock, but it was of course his own hand. Yet somehow, in his mind, his hand had become her breasts, and they teased him, caressing him, tit-fucking his prick with gentle pleasing strokes.

She sucked the tip of the banana, teasingly, rolling her tongue around and around the tip of it. Slowly her hand lowered, the top of the yellow-green banana being introduced then into her split as Shelly bent both legs at the knee, spread her legs wide open for him, and slid the new sized prick inside her rosy pink petal'd cunt lips.

David felt a thin tiny dribble of drool slip from the corner of his mouth, and though slightly embarrassed by it, wiped it away, and then sucked it into his mouth as though tasting her juices, his juices in a way from off the tip of the yellow-green cock, his cock, which was now sliding a little more deeply inside her.

Shelly banana fucked her self, the tempo slightly increased over the way in which she had abused herself with the carrot. He watched it slide inside her, not without a little resistance, and then slowly, ever so fucking slowly as she removed it. Once again she shoved it inside herself, a little harder this time, then out again, then harder, faster, now moaning as she truly began fucking her cunt with the yellow-green fruit.

"Oh fuck David! Don't you wish it were your cock sliding inside my hot burning cunt? Don't you wish it were the tip of your prick that was touching the inside of my womb? The length of your hot slippery shaft being bathed in my pussy juice?"

On and on she teased him, exciting him with her vulgarity. Telling him everything he wanted to hear, needed to hear, and more.

She pumped her cunt furiously for a moment, the banana nearly disappearing deeply inside her with each upward thrust. She shoved it in deeply, held it there, and once again shivered with her own excitement, mentally masturbating David with her words.

"Ah, Oh David! Your fucking cock pushed so far up my aching cunt that I can hold it there...hold you there forever, just like this!"

Shelly once again reached up with both hands, this time pulling on her eraser like thick tipped nipples. She pulled them up off of her breasts, her areola stretching and reshaping itself. She twisted and rolled the hardened nubs between her fingers, then released them both simultaneously. David watched her breasts resettle themselves against her chest in a great slapping of tit flesh as she did, watched simultaneously as the banana suddenly slipped out of it's warm hot environment, slipping out of her gash with a wet pop-sucking sound as it slid down out of her cunt, once again resting itself against the bed, cradling itself as it lay within the confines of her hair covered furrow.

The moment the banana shot out of her unclenching pussy, David shot a ribbon of hot white spunk from the tip of his cock. His pent up frustration had been too long near bursting as it was. He was surprised at this however; it had caught him totally unawares and quite unexpectedly. He was almost amazed, watching that first cascading stream of sperm arching high into the air, and depositing itself neatly and near perfectly atop of the banana. David felt himself stand up on wobbly legs just as the second on rush of his cum cream leapt from his prick to quickly join the first. The second squirt slightly off the mark this time however, but throwing a trail of sperm sideways up Shelly's wide-open pussy gash, the third jettison of his spunk now aimed and hitting the soft underside of her left breast.

"Cum on my cunt!" She urged him. Shelly too had been taken by surprise by the sudden unexpected, unannounced expulsion of David's juice. But even as the forth stream of fuck cream was on its way, she was already reaching downwards with her hands to further spread a part her pussy, offering up her erect tiny clitoris as a target for his next flying emission.

He stumbled towards the bed, aiming his cock as he did, seeing now the target she was offering him. Her wide spread pussy so fucking inviting, and the final jettisons of his still squirting cock, now aimed purposely against her very exposed, very vulnerable looking clit.

His remaining cum dribbled from his cock, running down the sides of his hands and fingers as his massive orgasm finally began to ebb.

"Bring it to me!" She demanded. If she'd have been any further away, he might not have made it, nearly collapsing atop of her as it was. She took his hand in hers, transferred the slimy film of his goo to her own fingers as she toyed and played with it, the natural stickiness now clinging to her hands. She took his spunk, adding it to the poolings on her tummy, her slit, even wiping it from off the sheets where it had run downwards to fall upon the sheets, soiling them.

David somehow managed to stumble back to the chair, and fell heavily down into the seat. Exhausted, drained, and to some extend embarrassed and ashamed at having cum so quickly.

But it had been too much. It had simply been too fucking much to continue to control himself and his overpowering, overwhelming need.

Shelly picked up the cucumber from off the tray. She didn't need the baby oil; there were plenty of fresh lubrications available for her use.

She rolled the cucumber around and around, gathering up David's spendings with it as she did. His sticky, slimy cum-substance clung to the cucumber, and as he sat there in the chair, his cock having long ago dwindled to only about the forth of its normal aroused self, he watched Shelly begin to ever so gently ease the massive girth of it inside herself once again.

With almost a disembodied kind of awareness, he sat watching the green cum covered cucumber slide inside her. Watched as the width of it, forced her labia apart, sucking them inwards with it as it went, penetrating a little deeper with each slow moving fuck of it into her.

He watched, hypnotically as the natural ridges, nodules, and bumps seemed to absorb and grab at her own lips as they expelled the green-girthed cock. And now he saw her own milky white lubrications begin to coat it and cover it as well.

His prick lurched. He felt it slightly stiffen.

"I am fucking myself with a cucumber David. Do you like watching me fucking myself like this? Do you like how naughty this is? How naughty it is that I would lay here like this, fucking myself with a big green slimy cum-covered cucumber?"

Mr. Insatiable once again lived up to his name. With an ever-increasing rigidity, David felt his cock swelling to full hardness, and full desire for her once again.

She reached for the last of her cocks, removing the toys from the tray, spilling them onto the floor to the side of the bed. Only the strawberry's remained, and she set the basket of them on the nightstand.

With a curious puzzlement, David watched her holding out the silver tray towards him, the giant Zucchini lying atop and between her breasts.

"Hold it up for me David," she told him. And he took the tray from her, still not understanding what it was at all that she wanted him to do.

Until as he stood, looking above the headboard of the bed where he caught the reflection of himself standing there, and the reflection of herself, of her pussy which she now began to once again spread obscenely open with the insertion of the giant Zucchini, all captured so easily in the mirror of the bed, and the mirroring of the shiny polished metal tray.

He watched her, and she watched herself. She saw the angle of the Zucchini as it pressed against her wide spread opening, watched as her pussy fought against the intrusion, watched as it begrudgingly gave way to the constant force and pressure of the giant cock as it slowly fought its way inside her wide milky cum-covered gash.

"Oh David!" She moaned, a breathless air sucking intake as her lungs were forced to expel themselves with the entry of the giant cock ramming home inside her.

"Can you see it? Can you see it fucking deeply inside me? Do you like what you see? Don't you wish it were your prick sliding inside me, fucking inside me like I am lying here, fucking myself?" "Oh God yes!" David replied, and no longer could he be restrained, he stood, the silver tray tumbling as he rushed towards her. Seeing this, Shelly seized the giant piece of fruit and tossed it effortlessly across the room.

His prick slipped easily and smoothly inside her. He was mildly surprised at her cunt sucking's elasticity, for it immediately grasped him conforming itself to his girth, to his very hard, very erect, but obviously much smaller size. And her cunt milked him as he fucked her. And he fucked her with a need borne of madness and desire for her, for what she had so openly shared with him, for what she had given to him in her vulnerability, and her acceptance of him, and he for her.

And thankfully, he fucked her long and hard into the night. And they came in glorious revelry, laughing, teasing, and laying together side by side until the sun actually began to poke it's sleepy head through the partially closed curtains of their room.

Only then, exhausted, satiated, as he had never been before, lying there beside her, slowly caressing her still too sensitive flesh, he realized just how hungry he suddenly was.

Shelly smiled, reaching over, and handed him a strawberry.

David was home working in his office. The events of the past several weeks still clearly (and erotically) etched in his mind. The experiences that both he and Anna had enjoyed, sometimes shared, (sometimes not) had been incredible indeed.

Business would keep him at home now unfortunately for a while, and he knew he was going to miss making appointments that Emily at the club had been making for him. Though he and Anna's own sex life had drastically improved, and knowing that he would now be home for a while, he still felt he was going to miss not having those wild sexual encounters to supplement his renewed and reawakened self. Little did he know just how wrong he really was.

He had one appointment later that afternoon with a business associate, but beyond that his own day was pretty open. As it was Saturday, Anna was home of course, keeping herself busy downstairs in the kitchen. They'd be having guests over for dinner on Sunday. Judy, Anna's partner in the small little bookstore they ran together, and her husband, were all coming over for dinner. David had never met Rob, but from what Anna had told him about Judy's husband, David felt like they could become pretty good friends since they seemed to have a great many, similar interests in common.

At the moment however, he sat thinking, trying to put a proposal together for this afternoon.

And then the phone rang.

"Hello?"

"David? Hi Sweetie!"

Hearing the sound of her voice on the other end of the line, David didn't need to ask who it was. And she didn't need to offer to tell him either.

"Shelly!" He said into the phone enthusiastically. "Where are you? I didn't expect to hear from you again so soon."

He had given Shelly his private office phone number. Something else that Emily had said "Partner's" where never supposed to do. And had it been anyone else except for her, he wouldn't have. But as he had enjoyed the incredibly erotic experiences with her that they had, had. David had given her his number knowing that they would not often be able to see one another for regularly 'scheduled' appointments.

"Oh, I'm just sitting here at home, thinking about you two," she said. "Did I catch you at a bad time?"

David stood up and walked over to the door to his den, softly closing it. Not that Anna would mind he was talking to Shelly on the phone, she wouldn't. If anything, Anna had already expressed the desire to be included sometime in the future on one of David's appointments with Shelly. But right now, David was feeling particularly frisky and the thought of talking dirty with Shelly right now was particularly exciting.

"No, Not at all. I was just sitting here going over some papers for an appointment that I have later on this afternoon," he responded.

"Emily?"

And David knew what she was inferring by that in her question.

He laughed. "Oh, no. Not one of those appointments, though I am certainly in the mood for one of those right now. No. This one really is business!"

"Should I let you get back to your business then?" He heard Shelly say in her typically teasing and sultry sounding voice.

"Heavens No! Besides, I need a break right now. And talking to you is the best thing I could think of to help clear my mind."

"I can help you clear something else too if you'd like." And again David could sense both the smile and the lustiness building in her tone of voice.

"I'd enjoy that," David teased back.

Shelly began to weave a picture for him in his mind, and as she did, David reached down, unzipping his slacks and withdrawing his rapidly hardening penis Mr. Insatiable, Mr. Ever-ready, Mr. Hard Fucking Cock, having heard the sound of Shelly's voice over the phone had already woken up and began expressing interest before David even considered the possibility of sharing a little sexual fun with Shelly over the phone.

"Good boy", David said to his prick, silently in his mind, and now firmly clasped within his hand as well.

David knew that Shelly had a home office where she lived. And as she began telling him about what she was doing, where it was that she was sitting, the clear distinct image of it filled his mind, almost as though he were sitting in her office across from her.

"I'm sitting here looking out the window," she began. "Right now I'm alone, and enjoying the newness of the morning sitting here in my window looking out at this early spring morning. I am wearing a pair of shorts, and a tank top as I plan on working out in the garden later. My 'tits' are braless. I thought you'd enjoy knowing that too."

As Shelly continued describing what she was wearing, where she was, and what she was doing. David continued to have a verbalized painted picture of her in his mind, constantly updated, and constantly clarified. And yes, knowing that her full breasts were braless, pressing against the tightness of her tank top was an added visual plus to the image that he had of her in his mind. #

Anna had heard the faint sound of the phone ring downstairs in David's office, nearly at the same moment that she heard the knock on her kitchen door and turned to see Judy already letting herself in as she always did.

"Coffee!"

Anna laughed, pointing at the counter where a freshly poured cup was already sitting, waiting for her. Judy had come over to help her with mixing together some salad's and deserts for the dinner tomorrow. And then later that afternoon, they were going to go by the bookstore in order to drop off a load of used, but fairly rare books that Judy had luckily stumbled into at a yard sale.

"Bless you!" Judy acknowledged, heading towards the waiting coffee cup. "David home?" She asked suddenly.

"Downstairs." It was all Anna needed to say by way of explanation. Whenever David was working, that's where he was usually found, downstairs in his office.

"He's got a business appointment later this afternoon."

Judy cocked one raised eyebrow over her head, a mischievous look on her face as she looked across the table at Anna who had just sat down to join her.

"No. I know what your thinking. It's not one of 'those' appointments; he's really got some business to take care of later on today. And he's got a lot to go over before he meets with the new client. I doubt seriously we'll see hide nor hair of him until he's finished with whatever it is he's working on."

"So what did David think about our little experience?" Judy questioned.

"Well let's see, he got home from the airport about 8:15 last night. And by 8:20 he was licking my cunt on the couch in the front room. Does that tell you what David thought about it?' Anna laughed, remembering that it had been sexy as hell.

"In fact, he walked in the front door, and the first thing I saw was his rock-hard cock sticking out the front of his pants. He'd been playing with it all the way home from the airport just thinking about the wild little session we all shared over the phone. He and Shelly in a Hotel room somewhere in San Diego, with her sucking and jacking his cock, while you were here with me in David's den, licking my pussy while talking to him. Yes, that was quite 'Fuck Me' unbelievable wasn't it?"

Now it was Judy's turn to laugh. Anna's use of her favorite term seemed most appropriate at the moment.

"That really was fun wasn't it?" Judy sighed pleasurably.

"Yes, it was. Our little phone-sex experience, and later, David's driving me wild with his tongue out there on the couch. Like I told you Judy, lately I have been in a constant state of horniness!"

"Even now?" Judy questioned curiously, slipping her hand down the front of her shorts feeling the wetness that was already forming within the deep recess of her cunt.​