The Conversation (A 5 Part Series)

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Part 1


“I’m sorry, Honey, the desire just isn’t there anymore,” Tim said sadly.

“That’s OK, darling, I understand, we’ll try again tomorrow,” replied Honey.

“You’re always so positive, that’s one of the things I love about you,” Tim pecked Honey on the cheek.

“You’re the loveliest man I’ve ever known,” said Honey.

Out of the blue, Tim said,” Have you ever been tempted to take a lover?”

“I’m sorry?” said Honey, not quite believing what she had heard.

” Have you ever been tempted to take a lover?” he repeated.

“Of course not!” asserted Honey, “I love you, I’ve never been tempted in that way!”

“I saw the way you looked at that Doctor the other day, and he was checking you out as well,” he said.

Honey reflected inwardly, “No, he is much younger than me, but he seemed a lovely bloke,” she said finally.

“ Did you fancy him though, let’s say if you were single and he asked you out, would you?” Tim asked.

“I don't know, I don't even know him, but he’s a handsome guy, so why not? Replied Honey.

“I find the thought of you with him quite sexy,” Tim confessed.

“Really?” said Honey.

“Really,” said Tim.

“In what way? What do you mean? Said Honey.

“I find it a turn on,” Tim said, smiling.

Honey, feeling playful, decided to play along with this scenario, just to see where it led.

“Where would he take me for a date then?” Said Honey.

“Out for a meal, the new vegan restaurant in town,” suggested Tim.

“That sounds good, I’d go there,” replied Honey.

“No expense spared, champagne, the full works,” said Tim.

“Really, would I be a bit *******? Said Honey

“Very,” said Tim.

“Oh OK, then what?” asked Honey.

“He would ask you back for coffee,’ said Tim.

“Would I go?” asked Honey.

“You would hesitate, being a first date and all that, but he would say it’s just a coffee, and he would get you a taxi home straight after coffee. So you would agree on that basis,” said Tim.

“What would his home be like?” asked Honey.

“Modern, quite minimalist, lots of cream leather,” Tim suggested.

“Then what?” asked Honey.

“He would take your coat and ask you how you like your coffee,” said Tim.

“Would he have a coffee machine?” asks Honey.

“Yes, a top-of-the-range Sage,” said Tim.

“What would you be talking about?” asked Honey.

“Nothing serious, just idle chit chat about your jobs and music/film tastes,” said Tim.

“Would the coffee taste nice?” Honey asks.

“Not bad, coffee is coffee at the end of the day, you’re a bit worried that drinking coffee will keep you awake, but you ******* it anyway,” said Tim.

“How am I feeling?” asks Honey.

“Comfortable, you’re starting to wonder what his body is like,” Tim said.

“Am I now?” said Honey.

“Then suddenly, he moves closer to you, puts his hands on your hips, and kisses you on the mouth,” Tim said.

“How do I feel about that?” said Honey

“Genuinely surprised!” said Tim.

“Yes, I would be. And then what?” asks Honey.

“You respond with an open-mouthed kiss while putting your arms around him. As your hands caress his back, he does the same to you. You realise at this point that if you don’t stop it now, you will end up having sex,” said Tim.

“Do I stop it?” asks Honey.

“No,” said Tim.

“Good,” said Honey, “I’m enjoying this.”

“You caressing becomes more intimate, he starts to massage your bum, lick your ears, kiss your neck. You hold him closer and closer; you can really smell his body odours and aftershave, which is turning you on immensely. Your body is starting to prepare itself.’ said Tim.

“ Does he notice this?” said Honey.

“He notices your nipples are getting erect,” said Tim.

“They always give the game away,” joked Honey.

Tim looked across at Honey and noticed that her nipples had indeed become more noticeable.

“Shall I carry on?” asked Tim.

“Don’t stop now,” said Honey.

“Your tongues start searching each other out,” said Tim.

“Does he taste good?” asks Honey.

“You love the taste of him. He starts undoing your blouse, you help him, and in no time, your blouse is off, and he’s pulled your bra straps over your shoulders. You start to undo the buttons on his shirt. He has tattoos and a thick gold chain. He is extremely muscular,” described Tim.

“My pussy would be starting to get wet at this point,” said Honey.

“You feel around his crotch and notice that his cock is already getting hard. You’re tempted to drop to your knees and unbutton his fly, but you decide that might be a bit too forward,” said Tim.

‘I’m not sure I could resist the temptation,” said Honey.

Tim smiled and went on,” You do resist temptation, but he soon pulls your bra down over your breasts, revealing your bright pink, erect nipples. He immediately grabs them roughly and puts your tits deep into his mouth; he’s surprisingly rough.”

Honey smiled,” I like it rough.”

Tim looked at Honey, not sure how serious she was being,” Not too rough, right?”

“It depends,” said Honey.

“He sits you down on his settee. His hand is now stroking your knee, moving up your thighs to your most intimate areas,” said Tim.

“I’m soaking wet now, Tim,” said Honey.

“You help him to undo your skirt and step out of it,” he said.

‘ I can’t believe this is happening to me at this point. I am still thinking of you, though, Tim,” she said.

“ He puts your knees together, slips his hands into your pink knickers and yanks themdow your legs, they get caught on your heels, but you help him untangle them. He stares at your freshly shaved pussy,” he said.

“Freshly shaved? So I thought I might be having sex?” Honey asked.

“Yes, you did, you’re a naughty woman,” said Tim.

Honey leaned over and passionately kissed Tim. “ I do have a naughty side,” she admitted.

“He takes your ankles and spreads your legs wide. You lean back into the sofa, and he starts to lick your wet pussy. He tells you how wet you are. He is extremely good at oral though and almost immediately brings you to orgasm, your legs start shaking, and you feel as if you are losing control of your body,” Tim said.

Honey slipped a hand inside her knickers and started to touch her clit. “I’m enjoying this, Tim,” she said.

“You get him to stand up and then drop to your knees in front of him. You undo his button fly clumsily (you hate those button fly things). Finally, he’s undone, you yank down his jeans, and he helps you to take them off. He wears black briefs; he has a very impressive bulge; you can’t stop yourself from licking your lips. You look up at him, and he orders you to take them off. You do as you're told, and his very dark brown penis springs up at you,” Tim described.

“He’s a big boy then?’ said Honey cheerfully.

“Not huge, but bigger than me,” laughed Tim.

Honey removed her hand from her pussy and slipped it into Tim’s briefs; he was partially erect. ‘You’ve got a lovely cock,” she fibbed.

He was enjoying the feeling of her hand on his cock, he could tell he was getting harder, and it felt good.

“You kiss the tip of his cock, then kiss all the way down his shaft before you open your mouth and, looking up at him, feed his head into your mouth. He sighs with pleasure. His dome is large, and he has an unusually thick shaft. You slide it as far down your throat as is comfortable, then you look up at him seeking his approval. He nods encouragingly, and you bring your lips back to his swollen dome, then ease your mouth forward down his shaft. You repeat this, slowly building up speed and intensity, always looking up at your new lover to make sure you are pleasing him,” described Tim, who was now fully erect.

“Am I pleasing him?” asked Honey, as she stroked her husband’s cock.

“Very much,” said Tim, moving his hand further between Honey's legs to feel her wetness.

“Does he cum in my mouth?” asked Honey.

“He withdraws from your mouth, before full ejaculation, but you taste his pre-cum. It stings your tongue and makes you crave his salty liquid even more,” said Tim.

“Does he fuck me?” asked Honey.

“He spreads your legs and places his perfect dome against your pink pussy lips. Your lips part easily as his dome penetrates your vagina canal. You sigh with pleasure as his thick cock fills you,” Tim told her.

“Does he fuck me in different positions? She asked.

“You wrap your arms and legs tightly around him. He pushes his cock deep into you, and you feel his body grinding against your ultra-sensitive clit. You orgasm again. He can tell by the slutty words that escape from your lips and also the sudden extra lubrication surrounding his cock,” Tim said.

“I think I’m about to cum now,” said Honey.

Tim focused on massaging Honey’s clit and inserted a finger, attempting to find her G-spot.

“Your lover lets you know he’s about to cum, you open your mouth, indicating you want to taste his sperm,” Tim said.

“Do I put my tongue out?” asked Honey.

“Yes, you kneel in front of him, with your head back, and offer your tongue to him. He rubs his cock a few times and then sends several spurts of his warm semen over your face, tits and into your slutty mouth. He then tells you that you’re ‘a dirty married slut’,” said Tim breathlessly now as Honey wanked his cock hard.

Honey gasps as she orgasms almost simultaneously with her husband, who produces a small puddle of white, sticky cum onto his stomach.

“My god, that was so hot,” says Honey.

“I don’t know what came over me,” said Tim.

“Well, you came all over yourself!” laughed Honey as she grabbed a hanky to clean her husband up.

“That was fun, I enjoyed it,” said Honey as they recovered.

“How would you feel if I really took a lover in real life?” speculated Honey.

“I don’t know. It seems it would turn me on, but I don’t know how I would cope emotionally,” said Tim.

The door was ajar.

 

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Part 2

Honey had been out with girlfriends the night before and was lying in bed with Tim.

“Nice time last night?” Tim grunted.

“Not bad, I'm feeling a bit fragile this morning though,” Honey replied.

“What were you drinking?”

“Prosecco mainly,” said Honey, pushing her face further into her pillow.

“Want coffee?” Asks Tim.

“That would be lovely, thanks,” said Honey.

Tim returned with two strong coffees a few minutes later.

“Anything interesting happen last night? Any gossip to share?” asked Tim.

“Not really, I got chatted up though,” said Honey.

This piqued Tim’s interest.

“Tell me about it then,” said Tim, sitting up a little while drinking his coffee.

“I was at the bar, getting some drinks, and this guy barged into me. He apologised, and I told him there was no need, as I saw this thug had shoved him. “Some people,” he said. I smiled at him and got a hankie out to help dry his beer-stained shirt,” said Honey.

“Then what?’ Tim probed.

We just got talking, he asked if I was local, where I worked, that kind of thing. Then I fetched the drinks and went back to the girls,” said Honey.

“And that's it?” Tim seemed disappointed.

“Well, no, we got talking again later on, I saw him standing alone and asked how his shirt was doing. It was dry, but it had left a stain. I made a silly joke about liquid always leaving a stain, but he laughed and asked if I had any clothes that had been stained lately. I said not for a long time. Then he whispered in my ear that he would love to leave a stain on my blouse!!” said Honey.

“What did you say to that?” asked Tim.

“I just gave him a friendly punch,” said Honey.

‘Oooh, body contact, then what?” Time probed.

“He asked if I was married, and I told him I was and that I loved my husband dearly. He asked if we had a good sex life, and I said not particularly,” said Honey.

“He was quite forward then,” said Tim.

“Yes, then he started asking me about our wedding day, where, when, whether I wore white, and he even asked about our wedding night,” said Honey.

“What did you say?” asked Tim.

“I said that we were both too *******, but the honeymoon was fantastic,” giggled Honey.

Tim smiled.

“He asked me if I ever had sex in my wedding dress and whether I still had it?” said Honey.

“Really? What did you tell him?” asked Tim.

“I said no and yes,” said Honey, “Then he said he would like to see me in my wedding dress.”

“Wow,” said Tim, “He’s keen.”

“I joked that I could send him a photo of our wedding day pictures if he liked,” said Honey.

I guess that wasn’t what he was intending,” said Tim.

“I dunno, he said he would like that and asked if he could give me his number,” said Honey.

“Did you take it?” asked Tim.

“I have it somewhere, what do you think? Want to take a pic of me in my wedding dress, or shall I take a photo of our wedding day?” said Honey, snuggling up to Tim.

“Whatever you like, you did look spectacularly beautiful on our wedding day,” said Tim.

Honey responded by kissing him on the cheek.

“Do you like him?” Tim asked eventually.

“He’s good looking, but a bit young for me, and a bit full of himself, cocky, you know the sort,” remarked Honey, although her mind appeared to be elsewhere as she said it.

Later that day, Honey fished out Mike’s number, took a photo of her and her hubby on their wedding day, and clipped out her hubby, leaving her looking innocent and super sexy, holding a pretty pose with pink flowers. Then, hesitating, she keyed in his number and, after a while, sent the picture with a brief text saying she had enjoyed meeting him the night before.

“I sent him a photo," said Honey when she spoke to Tim later.

“Good,” said Tim, “Has he replied yet?”

“No, I haven’t heard back yet,” said Honey.

“Is he married?” asked Tim.

“Don’t know, I didn’t ask him, he doesn’t seem to be the married type,” said Honey.

“Hmmm,” Tim grunted.

Honey received the reply a few hours later. It read,” A beautiful blushing bride, I hope to see you wearing it in the flesh one day xxx.”

Honey showed the reply to Tim, who smiled and asked,” Is that a fantasy you have, Honey?”

“Not one I realised I had, but now you mention it, maybe!” said Honey.

‘So, are you going to see him again?” asked Tim.

“I don’t know, let’s see if he contacts me again, I don’t think he will,” said Honey, “You know what these black guys are like.”

“Oh, Mike’s black, is he?” remarked Tim.

A few days later, Mike did get in touch. He phoned Honey and asked her out for a *******.

“I’m not sure, Mike. I need to check with my husband, I’ll call you back,” Honey said.

“OK, well let me know, I think you’re lovely and would get to know you better, Bye for now, said Mike.

“Bye, Mike,” said Honey as she ended the call.

What do you think, Tim, do you mind?” Honey asked after she told him about the call.

“Sure, go enjoy yourself, as long as you promise to tell me all about it,” said Tim.

Honey was delighted, promised Tim she would, and immediately called Mike to let him know and to make arrangements.

Four days later, Honey was lying in bed with Tim. The previous night, she had been out with Mike and had arrived home in a taxi at eleven thirty.

“So how did your date go?” asked Tim, though sounding moderately disinterested.

“Do you want every detail? Asked Honey, guiltily biting her lip.

‘Yes, of course,” said Tim.

“OK. We started in The Cellar Bar, where we had a couple of glasses of wine; he had a red Merlot, and I had a Pinot Gris. Then he invited me back to his place. I was quite surprised, but he said he had a few snacks in and some nice wines he’d like me to try. I wouldn’t usually go back to a guy’s placeon a first date, but I felt totally comfortable with him. I also spoke to someone who knows him, and she gave him a good reference. Anyhow, we went back to his apartment, which was nice and smart with views over the park. He rents it, and he’s saving for a deposit for his own place. He had bought some party food from M&S, king prawns, crispy spring rolls, that kind of thing. He had some special wines, which he wanted me to try. They were all pleasant, but I was soon a tad unsteady on my feet. Then, he sat next to me and told me he could read palms. So he read my palm, or pretended to, it was a ploy, of course, to initiate hand contact between us. I fell for it. Soon, he was rubbing my arms, telling me that I needed to relax more and that I was too tense. Then he put his hand on my leg, I didn't resist, I like him, he’s funny, charming and not at all cocky and full of himself as I first thought. Then he kissed me, full on the lips to start with. I was, but I responded, then we kissed open-mouthed, our tongues exploring each other’s mouths. I determined not to have sex on a first date, though, and so I stopped him when he tried to slide his hand inside my jeans. But we carried on kissing and cuddling. I let him remove my blouse, and he played with my nipples, but that was as far as it went. I noticed he was very erect and appeared to be well-endowed. He said I had perfect tits, small but beautifully shaped, what a charmer, eh? Then he called me a taxi, and I got home at eleven thirty or so,” said Honey as she looked across at her husband, who was masturbating his semi-erect cock.

“I’m pleased to see you are enjoying me telling you about my date,” said Honey.

“I’m loving it,” Tim replied.

He reached over with his left hand and slid it into Honey’s thong. She, too, was sexually excited, and he soon found her most intimate area was wet. He was tempted to ask her if she wanted to fuck, but decided against it, maybe next time, he thought to himself.

Honey leaned over and put Tim’s cock into her mouth. She looked up at him and winked at her lovely husband. He continued to wank his cock, and soon she heard the telltale sounds as he approached climax.

“Good boy,” said Honey, as a few trails of his sperm jutted across his stomach.

She kissed her husband and said,” So can I see Mike again, if he asks?”

“Oh yes, please, as long as you tell me all about it,” said Tim, smiling, as Honey cleaned up with a Kleenex.

“You realise that I’ll let him go further next time, don’t you?” said Honey.

“Yes, I do, I realise that,” smiled Tim and kissed Honey open-mouthed.

The door was open, as her legs would soon be. ?

 

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Part 3

Honey and Tim were in the kitchen. Honey was preparing a light lunch.

“Mike’s called me, he wants me to go over tonight. Are you sure you’re OK with it?” Honey asked Tim.

Tim was reading the FT and looked up briefly, “Yes, sure, you go, I look forward to hearing all about it.”

Honey huffed,” OK, Tim, thanks.” Frankly, she was disappointed with his attitude; it should mean more to him than OK, tell me all about it. On reflection,n though, she realised that this must be difficult for him too.

This would be Honey’s second date with Mike; during the first, they indulged in some heavy petting after a few drinks. She expected they would go further tonight, maybe even have full sex. Time will tell. She was already feeling amorous as her passionate side was starting to make a reappearance after many years lying dormant.

Honey had arranged to meet Mike at 8 o’clock, and Tim kindly agreed to give her a lift; she would get an Uber home later. Honey wore tight jeans, accentuating her lovely, slim legs, a plain white t-shirt, a pink cardigan, and a pair of sandals. Tim told her that she looked gorgeous, which she was pleased with, as it boosted her confidence. She was feeling a bit nervous.

Tim dropped her off bang on eight, and as she walked towards the front door, he felt a twitch in his groin area. He slid his hand into his pants and, to his surprise, noticed he was almost fully erect. He touched his cock, as his wife turned and gave him a little wave. He waved back and drove off.

Honey arrived home at 11.30 pm. She spent fifteen minutes or so in the bathroom and then slipped into bed, giving her husband a small hug as she did so.

“So, do you want to hear about it now, or in the morning?” asked Honey.

Tim, who was half asleep, grunted, ”In the morning, please, Honey. Did you have a good time?”

“Yes, I did,” she replied.”I had a great time.”

Honey kissed Tim on the shoulder in a reassuring gesture and closed her eyes. Her dreams would be extremely erotic that night.

The next morning, Tim fetched coffee and marmalade on toast.

“Breakfast in bed? That’s a treat,” said Honey.

“My pleasure,” said Tim, as he switched on the radio, which was playing some soppy love song.

“So, how did it go?” asked Tim.”Tell me all about it.”

“We had a couple of glasses of wine, Chablis, I think, it was very nice. Then he put on some music, so we had a little dance. It felt so natural to be in his arms; he has a lovely smell about him. We danced close, and I could feel him rubbing against me. Then he kissed me on the cheek, then the neck, then full on the lips. We were soon on the settee, all over each other, and he was undressing me.

I looked around and saw my cardigan, shoes and t-shirt on the floor; he was grappling with my bra. I undid his shirt, then he stood up and got onto my knees in front of him. He said,” Get my cock out, posh bitch!” I looked up at him, startled, and just blurted out, “Yes, Sir! And undid his belt, unzipped his fly and yanked his trousers down. He wore a pair of pure white briefs. I stroked his bulge and looked up at him. He told me in his very gruff voice that I’m a married, cheating slut and to take it out, and I said, "Of course, Sir!” and didn't need a second invitation. Tim, his cock is lovely, not huge but bigger than yours and much thicker and a lovely chestnut brown colour,” said Honey.

Tim gulped, “How were you feeling?”

“Nervous and excited. I was worried that I wouldn’t be as good at oral sex as his other girlfriends. His lewd language was a real turn on for me, and I was hoping he would continue with it. I decided just to go for it. So I kissed the tip of his penis, and looked up at him, and he nodded approvingly. Then I kissed it a few times, moving down the shaft. It took a lot of kissing before I reached the base, and it tasted lovely though. I know I’m a vegetarian, but that’s brown meat I could go for, Honey giggled.

Tim said,” Go on.”

“Well, after I licked his shaft up and down a few times, I popped his cock into my mouth to test out my blowjob technique. Considering his size, I think I did a good job. He certainly seemed to enjoy it, he said,” I was a ‘good cock sucking whore’.” She smiled proudly.

“Did he cum?” asked Tim.

“Nearly! But he stopped me just as he was about to. I did get the taste of his pre-cum. It tasted lovely, and I savoured it, but he had other plans. He put me on my back, took off my jeans and knickers and opened my legs. He called me a filthy slut, and then he went in with his tongue.

I looked down at him; he certainly had an expert tongue. I grabbed his hair; he has short dreadlocks, and I could see he was working my clit with his tongue and finger fucking me with two fingers. I was making noises I’ve never made before, but it felt so good. That’s when I orgasm-ed. I felt it welling up, slowly at first, then it swept through my body like a tsunami. I completely lost control. At that moment, he could have done anything he wanted to me; at that moment, he completely owned me, and I was in complete awe.

I looked up at him to see what he wanted me to do next. “Suck it, posh bitch,” he said. “Yes, Sir,” I said meekly.”

“Why does he call you posh?” asked Tim quizzically.

“I don’t know, I don’t talk posh, do I?” Honey said.

“Not particularly, but you don’t exactly have a rasta accent,” said Tim.

“I guess not. Anyhow, you’re distracting me. I licked his cock then popped itinto my mouth. He immediately put his hand on the back of my head and pushed his dick further in while holding my head steady. He was taking control, and I was happy for him to do it. He made several filthy comments about me, and then he took hold of my hair, pushing his cock in and out while he held my head steady. He said at one stage that his married bitch was going to ******* on his huge cock. He was pushing it in really deep; it really did feel as if I couldn’t breathe at one point. The thing is, I found it exhilarating, and when he pulled his cock out, I wanted it back in again. It is an amazing experience; I felt alive and also very naughty.

Then I saw he was ready to cum. He pulled his dick out and said, “Open your mouth, married bitch.” I did as he ordered and offered my tongue for good measure. He told me I was a good slut! Then he spurted a full load of cum onto my face, into my mouth, and some even landed in my hair. I’ll have to wash my hair in a minute. And then, that was it really, we had some more wine, kissed and cuddled a bit, talked a bit, I did suck his cock again, but he didn’t cum. He wants to see me again next week, if that’s OK with you?’

“It seems you’re having fun, so why not?” said Tim, whose hand was under the covers.

Honey pulled back the sheets and saw Tim masturbating.

“Aww, how lovely I turn you on,” said Honey, “Now cum for me.”

Tim rubbed harder and eventually sent a few streams of cum over himself. Honey grabbed a Kleenex and cleaned him up, giving him a peck on the cheek, all the while reflecting how he compared unfavourably to her new, exciting, thugish lover.

 

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The Conversation Part 4​

Honey woke up due to movement next to her in bed. She looked over and noticed that Tim was rubbing his cock.

“Are you thinking about Mike and me?” she said.”Is he fucking me in your head?”

“Yes, I am,” Tim admitted.

“Nice, I like that,” said Honey. “But, don’t cum will you?”

“No, I won’t,” said Tim.

Honey hugged her husband and kissed him on the back of his shoulder.

“Perhaps we can film something for you one day, would you like that?” asked Honey.

“I think I would, I’m not sure though,” replied Tim. “I’m not sure I can cope with actually watching you; hearing about it is one thing.”

“He’s told me that he wants to see me tonight,” said Honey. “He said he might want me to stay over.”

“Right, OK,” said Tim.

“He said he’s going to fuck me as I’ve never been fucked before,” whispered Honey into her husband’s ear. “I feel like I’m about to lose my virginity (again)!”

“Really?” said Tim.

“Perhaps he might take my anal virginity,” whispered Honey. “I’m only joking about that, by the way, he’s way too big for my tight bum.”

“What are you going to wear?’ asked Tim.

“He’s told to dress as slutty as I dare,” said Honey. “Oh, and he wants me to shave my pussy.”

“He’s quite demanding, isn’t he?” said Tim.

“He knows what he likes, and he asks for it,” said Honey. “I like men that are like that,” she added pointedly.

“Do you need a lift tonight?” Tim asked.

“Yes, please, darling,” said Honey, and kissed him on the cheek.” I wouldn’t want anyone to see me, considering what I’m planning to wear.”

That evening, Honey actually wore sexy red lingerie under a silky blouse, her shortest shirt, and paired it with black heels and the reddest lipstick she had. She looked extremely sexy and extremely slutty. All of this was hidden under a long coat.

The next morning, Honey arrived home at 7 am. She looked tired, as did Tim, who hadn’t slept much either.

“Coffee?” Tim asked as Honey plonked herself down on the settee.

“Lovely, just what I need,” Honey said.

Tim fixed the coffee, even grinding some fresh beans, and brought it over.

Honey took a sip of the coffee. “Lovely, I still have the taste of his cum in my mouth.”

“More oral sex?” asked Tim.

“Well, yes, but we also had full intercourse for the first time; he really knows how to fuck a woman, Tim.”

Where did he fuck you?” asked Tim.

“In my pussy, of course,” replied Honey.

“No, I mean whereabouts, in his bed, on the floor?”

“Oh, I see, first of all on the settee, and then we ended up on the floor, then in his bed, here he came inside of me, and this morning, we had a quickie in the kitchen, this is where he came in my mouth,” she said.

“Did you use condoms?” asked Tim.

“Nope, he doesn’t like them,” said Honey.

Oh, I see,” said a slightly concerned Tim.

“Don’t worry, darling, I’ll be careful,” said Honey .”By the way, I mentioned the idea of filming us one day, and he seemed quite keen on the idea. Though I think he might want to show any films we make to his mates.”

“Not such a good idea,” said Tim.

“Well, I will keep my face hidden if it happens," said Honey.

Tim just grunted.

“When are you going to see him next?” asked Tim.

“Next weekend, for sure, I’m not sure, but maybe before then,” replied Honey.

“What positions did you try? asked Tim.

“You name it, we did it. So, to start, after a few drinks to loosen me up, he made me kneel in front of him. He said a few lewd comments about how I was dressed and how I looked like a filthy tart. Then he told me to get my tits out, which I did, and then he got his cock out and made me suck it all the way down to his balls. I managed it, but it made my eyes water, and my mascara run. Then he stripped me down to my lingerie and inspected my shorn pussy. He told me he was pleased that I gone bare, and told me to keep it that way. So bossy. Then he ate me for a while until I orgasmed, and then fucked me on his sofa. On my back to start, with my legs and arms wrapped around him, then doggy, then I was on top, and we finished in the prone position, and he came on my bum cheeks and lower back.

Then we chatted for a while, had another *******, and then went to bed. Not to *******, though! He was very demanding and kept going for ages. I’m very sore this morning, I can tell you. But I orgasmed at least three times, and he came inside me a couple of times. We watched a bit of porn, I think, to let me know what I had in store! He spanked my bum a few times. I’m not sure what I did to deserve that. In the morning, we cuddled a bit when we woke up, and I offered to get him a coffee. I was making coffee when he appeared behind me, undid his dressing gown, which I was wearing and took me on the kitchen table. Iwas lying on my back sucking his cock when he ejaculated into my mouth, hence the strange sensation in my mouth this morning of thousands of his semen floating around. He called me a few naughty names. slut wife, married whore, that kind of thing. One thing I really like, apart from the degradation, is the fact that he kissed me constantly; it was lovely, Tim.”

“Has he any other requests for next time?” Tim asked, slightly sarcastically.

“Well, he did mention me possibly bringing my wedding dress and acting out a wedding night fantasy,” said Honey.” What do you think?’

‘Didn’t it cost a fortune to get cleaned?” said Tim.

“I promise not to get it dirty,” said Honey.

Tim grunted, “You may not, but he might.”

 

[Tally222]

The Conversation Part 5​

“Ta-da!” said Honey, as she flounced through the en-suite door in her wedding dress.” What do ya think?’

“Wow, it still fits, you look amazing, just like you did on our wedding day,” said Tim.

“Do you think Mike will like it?” said Honey, biting her lip provocatively.

“He will love it!” laughed Tim.

Honey lifted the front of her dress, revealing white hold-up stockings and a pair of white see-through knickers.

“Sexy, eh?” she said.

“Very! I have something for you,” said Tim, and he handed Honey a small, beautifully wrapped box.

“Thank you, daring, said Honey, Can I open it now?”

“Of course,” said Tim.

Honey carefully undid the smartly presented box, and as she lifted the lid, she saw a small, silver pendant depicting a black enamelled Queen of Spades motif.

“It’s beautiful, darling, thanks so much,” said Honey, and kissed Hubby full on the mouth.

She tried it on, and after a bit of fumbling, finally got the clasp closed. She then admired it in the mirror; it looked resplendent against her pure white wedding dress.

Honey thought it might be the perfect time to ask.

“Darling, rather than me lugging the wedding dress all the way over to Mike’s, would you mind if he came here tomorrow night. You could ******* in the spare room if you like,” she asked pleadingly.

“Erm. OK, Honey, but won't I cramp your style a bit?” said Tim.

“It would be nice for you to meet him, plus, there will probably be some football or darts on the TV. We will keep out of your way,” said Honey.

“Oh, OK, but I’m not entirely happy about it,” he said.

“Thanks, darling, I’ll make up the spare room,” said Honey as she gave him a peck on the forehead.

The next day, Mike arrived at 8 pm. Honey greeted him with a hug and a warm kiss. Tim shook his hand. Tim then fixed drinks, beers for the boys, and a glass of rosé for Honey. To her surprise and relief, Tim and Mike seemed to get on quite well. It turns out they support the same football team and have a few other similar interests and tastes in women, obviously.

As they chatted, Honey finished her rose and announced that she was going upstairs to get changed. After a few minutes, Honey called down to Tim to give her a hand. He did as requested and fastened a few difficult-to-reach clasps.

Twenty minutes later, she came through the lounge door looking radiant in her white, pearly wedding dress. Both men gasped at the vision that appeared to them. Honey giggled and sat next to Mike.

“Are you sure you’re OK with this?” Mike asked Tim.

“Yes, you two have fun,” said Tim, looking at Honey, who smiled back and mouthed a ‘thank you.’

Mike put his hand on Honey’s knee. She looked at her husband to see his reaction, but he just took a sip of his *******. He slid his hand up her leg until he came across her garter. Tim looked on. Mike kissed Honey on the lips, and soon they were kissing open-mouthed. Tim could see Mike’s hand sliding further up his wife’s thigh, as they continued kissing. Honey peered across at Tim as her hand moved to Mike’s groin area, where a large bulge was already appearing. Tim decided that this was the right time to go and watch Sky Sports, and so he quietly slipped out as the couple kissed feverishly.

Mike’s right hand soon found the sheer material of Honey’s see-through knickers. He rubbed the material, which felt ecstatic to Honey. Soon, his large, powerful fingers had found their way inside the material, and he could feel the wetness of her most intimate areas. Honey moaned quietly in pleasure. He moved his attention to her clitoris and firmly massaged her button, and this almost instantly brought Honey to an orgasm, and he felt her twitch as the orgasm swept over her. She could feel her own juices running down her leg.

Honey stood up, and Mike reached up her dress and pulled down her sheer knickers. He sat her down on the settee, and she instinctively opened her legs. He buried his head under the various layers of her dress, and she sighed with pleasure as she felt his tongue reach her vagina. Waves of pleasure soon engulfed her, and she soon realised that her second orgasm was underway. Her body soon yielded, and the now familiar feeling made her writhe with pleasure.


Soon she was on her knees in front of her bull, and he was whispering profanities at her, not too loud in case her husband heard, not that he would have minded, but Mike was just being polite to Tim, though there was no politeness regarding what he was saying to Honey.

Honey gave Mike a very proficient blowjob, though she stopped as he signalled he was about to cum. The night was still young, and she didn’t want any spillage on her pristine wedding dress.

“Strip out of your dress for me,” ordered Mike suddenly.

Honey did as she was told as seductively and teasingly as she could. She did need a helping hand from her lover and his oversized fingers, but he eventually managed to release the delicate clasps. Honey stepped out of her dress and placed it on the back of the armchair. She stood in front of him wearing only a skimpy but sexy bra, white stockings, her new pendant, and white heels. Her pussy was completely shaved as Mike liked it, though with the addition of a queen of spades temporary tattoo, which Honey had ordered from Etsy. Mike took a close look at the pendant and nodded approvingly, and he told her the tattoo was ‘wicked’.

“Tim bought it for me,” said Honey.

“Nice,” replied Mike. ”Now let’s go to bed.”

Honey led Mike upstairs to the marital bedroom by his cock. It occurred to her that Tim would be watching TV in the room directly below the main bedroom. When he went to bed, he would be right next door. She made a mental note to be as quiet as possible.

Once the pair started having sex, any thoughts of them keeping quiet immediately dissipated. Honey experienced the most torrid sex session of her life. They tried every position imaginable. Mike was like a man possessed. Honey even wondered if he had taken something to heighten his performance. Either way, it was clear the wedding dress scenario had worked! Eventually, after they had both orgasmed many times, they both fell asleep, exhausted at about two in the morning.

Tim couldn’t *******, of course. His wife and Mike were extremely loud, and he heard Honey’s moans, shrieks, deep breathing, yelling, screaming and other guttural noises had been a huge turn-on. His cock has stayed permanently erect for most of the session, and he woke with a rock-hard boner the next morning, too.

The next morning, he went to make coffee for himself, and Mike was already there, pouring some milk into a bowl of cornflakes.

“Hi, Tim, ******* well?” said Mike with a grin.

“Not particularly, you?’ replied Tim, smiling.

“Nope, your wife made sure of that,” said Mike. “She was a tiger last night. Was she like that on your wedding night?”

Tim smiled to himself as he stirred his coffee.

“Coffee?” Tim asked.

“Go on, then, and one for Honey, too. Cheers, buddy,” said Mike.

Tim efficiently made an extra two coffees.

“Sugar?” asked Tim.

“Just the one, thanks, and whatever Honey has, you should know,” said Mike.

Tim passed the coffee to Mike, who had gulped down his cornflakes in no time.

Mike moved closer to Tim in a conspiratorial way.

“Honey and I spoke about something last night, and I wanted to make sure you were OK with it,” he said in hushed tones.

“Right, what is that then?” said Tim, looking baffled.

Mike coughed and leaned closer to Tim, “ Well, taking it in the bum - anal sex.”

“What did she say? She never seemed at all keen when we spoke about it,” replied Tim.

"She seemed unsure, true,” said Mike. “But I don't think she will be able to resist me if I do it at the right time and place,” said Mike. “I have a plan. When all three of us are in the kitchen, I will start my seduction. You just watch, I think she will like the idea of being watched. If it’s going to plan, get your phone out and video the deed, as I think she likes the idea of being filmed. What do you think?

Tim nodded, “Well, we could give it a try,” he said meekly.

“Good,” said Mike. “Make sure you have some lube handy.”

Mike and Tim were in the kitchen a little later when Honey strolled in wearing a dressing gown. She gave Tim a peck on the forehead, and Mike a much more passionate kiss on the lips. Mike pulled the belt on her dressing gown, so Tim could see she only had stockings and her pendant on underneath.

As Tim watched, the kissing became more intense. Honey looked at Tim and wondered if he was going to stay in the room if they started having sex. The answer became clear when Mike put Honey on the kitchen table and opened her legs, as Tim was still there watching.

“Just oral, please, Mike,” said Honey. “I’m so sore down there.”

“It’s OK, Honey, I’ll leave your pussy alone,” he said.

This was only partially true, as he proceeded to eat her out as her husband watched on. He then offered her his cock, which she accepted greedily. She saw Tim move towards her, and to her surprise, he pulled out a phone and filmed the scene he was witnessing.

“Don’t worry, Honey, I’ll delete it later,” he promised.

Honey noticed Mike’s cock was rock hard and sucked it vigorously, trying to get him to cum before it plundered her poor, sore pussy again. Mike bent Honey over the kitchen table and whispered in her ear,” I think now is a good time to lose your anal virginity."

Honey was startled and looked across at Tim, who was concentrating on filming. She wanted to stop proceedings, but no words emerged from her mouth.

Then she heard Mike say something to Tim, who handed him a tube of what looked like KY jelly. She realised that this was the point of no return: say something now or resign yourself to your fate. Here she was with her lover, with a huge cock and her husband watching and filming. It was like a scene from a porn movie, and she was the star performer. But part of her was enjoying the attention, enjoying the perverseness of it all; it was a once-in-a-lifetime experience, so she decided to be sporting and go along with it.

Mike removed Honey’s dressing gown and moved into position.

“Open your ass cheeks, babe,” he ordered.

Honey did as she was instructed and felt the coldness on her anus, which she assumed to be the KY jelly.
The next feeling was more painful as she endured the penetration and a cold feeling inside her passage. She tried to relax and looked across at her husband, who was filming the action with a look of concentration. She noticed that he, too, had a bulge in his trousers, clearly enjoying what his slut wife was going through.

Meanwhile, Mike had managed to get two fingers in, and Honey was gritting her teeth.

“Is the black cock slut ready yet?” growled Mike.

Tim wasn't sure who he was addressing, so he kept quiet. Honey was still getting used to these unusual feelings she was experiencing. However, she was starting to feel a bit more relaxed, and so she opened her bum cheeks further.

“Good girl,” hissed Mike.

“Reckon she’s ready, Tim? Mike said with a wink.

“Only one way to find out, Mike,” replied Tim, who, to Honey’s mind, seemed to be enjoying this a bit too much.

Mike applied more KY jelly and pushed two fingers in as deep as they would go. Honey gasped with shock at the deep penetration and knew worse was in store.

Mike put the tip of his very erect cock against Honey’s anus.

“Ready slut?” he said.

“I think so, be gentle,’ she replied.

“You should know I'm not a gentle kind of guy.”

Before he finished the sentence, he had inserted the dome of his cock into her passage. Honey lay still, as it felt uncomfortable and was trying to get her body used to these strange sensations.

That’s the worst of it,” Mike told her.

That wasn’t strictly true, as he started gently thrusting his cock in and out of her anus, now that really was very uncomfortable - at first. Then, as her body relaxed, the sensations became more pleasant. Her nerve endings were sending mixed signals up her spinal cord, but her brain was interpreting some of these as pleasant, others less so. As time progressed, she found that she could initiate the rhythm, and as more KY jelly was added, she could see why some women reputedly enjoy the experience. At that point, they changed position, and she lay on her back. This was nice, as she could see her lover fucking her arse, while her husband filmed the whole thing. It was truly a surreal situation, one that couldn’t have been imagined even a month ago.

At that point, the look on Mike’s face suggested he was about to cum, so he quickly whipped his glistening cock out and moved around the table. He and just in time to shoot his cum onto Honey’s tits, face and some into her mouth.

“Clean it bitch,” he demanded.

“Yes, Sir,” said Honey, and cleaned the juices of her lover's lovely, long, thick, brown cock.

“Did you enjoy that?” she asked her husband.

Tim looked shocked at what he had seen, but managed to say, “Yes, very much, and switched off his camera.