Thin Walls
By Stevesaint
Used by permission of the author's estate
© 2007 STEVESAINT
Squeak, thwack, squeak, thwack, squeak, thwack...
I heard the incessant sounds of bedsprings and a thumping headboard through the damn thin walls of our old house. Suzie and her new boyfriend Dan were doing it in the next room and I couldn’t sleep. By the sounds of things, they were getting it on real well; I thought they’d been fucking steadily for over 10 minutes and only now was their pace picking up. The guy was a fucking stud to go this long and not cum yet. He sure was cute enough too.
Hearing them fuck, I was even hornier now than when I came to bed. My husband Jim, as usual lately, didn’t want to do anything, falling fast asleep after an “I’m too tired, honey” line. Not even a goodnight kiss.
“Yes...yes...fuck me...fuck me good. Oh God, FUCK ME HARDER!”
Suzie’s voice came through the wall at about the time my hand snaked down under the waistband of my panties. My fingers stroked my clit in time to the pounding going on in the adjacent bedroom. With every whack of the headboard against the wall, I got closer, imagining it’s me getting fucked so gloriously instead of my best friend. Suzie’s cries easily carried through the wall. The banging was at such a frantic rhythm by now I was truly amazed, since nobody had ever fucked me that hard.
“I’M CUMMMMMINNNNG” she wailed. And I was too.
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“Good morning, sleepy-head. You have a good night’s sleep?”
Suzie yawned before answering me. “Yeah, well, we did do a little bit before falling asleep.”
We were in my kitchen. I’ve been up for a while on this Saturday morning, a cup of coffee half-way consumed.
I chuckled, “A ‘little bit’, huh? I heard you two fucking last night. God, you were LOUD, though it doesn’t take much to hear anything through the walls of this house.”
She laughed and blushed a bit. “I guess I did make some noise.” In a conspiratorial tone she moved closer to me and whispered, “Oh my God, Michelle...he’s SUCH a great lover...I lost track of how many times he made me cum last night.” As she said it, she hugged herself and shivered.
I didn’t say anything about my night in bed. I had dreams all night of mysterious men with giant cocks ripping me wide open. I had dreams of being tied down and repeatedly raped. Okay, Freud, have fun analyzing those!
I poured Suzie a coffee and we sat and chatted while Jim and Dan were still sleeping. My husband and I had invited Suzie to stay with us for the weekend while she was in town taking care of some business. When she asked to bring her boyfriend along, we said sure, since we had the spare bedroom with its queen bed. I’ve known Suzie since we were in college together some 18 years earlier. She’d been married and divorced twice. Jim was my one and only.
While we talked, I looked at her in amazement. Suzie never seemed to age. While I’d put some pounds on over the years, she was still as sinuously lean as the day we first met. She had the tight, athletic figure most women would kill for. Her long brown hair never looked messy or unruly. I’d seen her in a bikini and it put me to shame. Changing, I’d seen her breasts, and her B-cup beauties were impressively firm and upturned, with prominent areolas. Well, that was one area where I could be proud. My D-cups were my best feature. Big, round and firm, I liked to show them off every chance I got, often wearing tight t-shirts with no bra. Many men stopped and gazed at my chest and cleavage when I walked by. Jim would get jealous of their ogling, but I knew he was proud to be seen with me. OK, since I was on the subject of myself, I admit my blonde hair was natural and I was really blonde down there too. And don’t get me wrong, I still had a decent shape, more curvy than Suzie’s even with extra padding. Jim always says he liked my padding, but with the lack of sex lately he hasn’t been demonstrating this affection.
Eventually our conversation returned to the subject of her latest lover. Dan was this, Dan was that, blah-blah-blah. He was the greatest lover. He had a big cock. He could last forever, etc. Finally I said something about sex being overrated, and she picked up on it right away.
“You aren’t getting any, are you?” She said.
I came clean with my best friend. I told her Jim was a great husband but his sex drive was almost nonexistent now. She commiserated with me, and actually apologized for talking so much about Dan. We joked of gigolos and male escorts, knowing that I’d never go that way. We joked of toys and masturbation, knowing that I WOULD (and did) go that way. In the end, we were as two schoolgirls trading sex stories.
When the men arose, the four of us spent time over coffee, the current cup being my fourth. Maybe because I was so wired, I kept staring at Dan. He was probably about 10 years younger than the rest of us, with that lean, rugged masculine look that thankfully was back in vogue. I kept remembering the sounds emanating from the other bedroom last night which got me wondering about Dan’s equipment. The audio evidence sure convinced me he knew how to use it, regardless of its dimensions.
Suddenly, Jim’s cell phone chirped its annoying ringtone. His phone annoyed me for more than its ring, being it was his company phone and when it rang on the weekend it usually signaled a crisis. Yes, he had to go into the plant to take care of the latest emergency. Suzie was surprisingly interested in the nature of the crisis. While Jim finished dressing, she followed him and pumped him for information. I was surprised by her curiosity mainly because I found Jim’s job boring and blamed its pressures on his sexual disinterest. After Jim left and Dan went back to the spare bedroom, I asked Suzie about it.
“I don’t know, I guess I find his job and its responsibilities exciting, I guess,” she replied.
“Exciting? C’mon, it’s a drag really.”
She shook her head. “No, no, I think it’s great to be...needed like Jim is.” She winked at me, adding, “And it’s sexy. You know I think Jim’s pretty sexy himself.”
They always did have an attraction to each other. Jim even confided once about his desire for Suzie. I rolled my eyes before saying, “Yeah, right, ‘sexy’ isn’t a word I’d use to describe him about now. Shit, he NEVER wants it anymore!”
“Oh, Mish...back off him a bit. Maybe it’s YOU that’s putting pressure on him. Did you ever consider that?”
No I didn’t, and fuck if I was going to. As far as I was concerned, our lack of sex had nothing to do with me.
Suzie broke up the serious turn of the conversation by chiming in, “Hey, it’s gonna be a scorcher today. Why don’t we get into our bikinis and introduce Danny to your great hot tub...what about it?”
I agreed it would be a good idea, though I wasn’t thrilled about having Dan compare my figure to Suzie’s svelte one. She ran off to the bedroom to fetch her boyfriend while I went back to mine to put on my suit. Standing before the dresser mirror, I checked myself out. I had to admit my tits looked great, spilling from the skimpy bikini bra. My ass was maybe a little too wide for the bottoms but still looked okay in my opinion. “Not bad for an old chick,” I said aloud.
Our hot tub was actually an oversized whirlpool spa that we installed in an enclosed section of our deck for privacy. Jim and I used to get naked and frolic in the tub every once in a while. When was the last time we did that? When I walked out to the hot tub, Suzie was already relaxing in the roiling water. I asked where Dan was and she told me he’d be out in a minute. Then she told me he didn’t have a suit and that she told him it would be okay to go without one. She asked me if I would mind. A little too late for that, wasn’t it?
We had a small pool shower off to the side of the tub’s enclosure. When I glanced up, I saw Dan stand under the shower and start the water. I almost died. He was buff and chiseled and hairy-chested. His splendid cock hung down maybe eight inches, and I began to imagine what it might look like erect.
He turned off the shower and stepped into the spa. “I hope you don’t mind, Michelle. Suzie said it’d be okay.” He reclined back and closed his eyes, not expecting an answer. I didn’t give him one.
Suzie said to me after a few minutes in the spa, “If he can go naked, then at least I’m gonna go topless.” She gave me a sly sideways look as she untied her bra and threw it onto the deck. “Mish, you gonna take yours off too?”
Shit, why not? “Yeah, I guess I will.” Mine joined Suzie’s on the floor.
I saw that as soon as I took my top off, Dan’s eyes were open again and he was looking at my breasts. Suzie picked up on it right away.
“They ARE nice and big, aren’t they Danny-boy?” She glanced at me and winked. “They’re still beautiful, you know that Mish?” She turned back to her boyfriend. “Have you ever fucked anyone with tits that nice?”
“Stop it, Suze,” Danny muttered.
I saw Suzie’s hand reach for his groin under the bubbling water, before she exclaimed “God, you’ve got a fuckin’ hard-on! You devil, you!”
Dan said, “C’mon, I got two beautiful, almost naked women on either side of me in a hot tub. What’s supposed to happen?”
“Maybe this is,” Suzie said as she leaned over and started kissing him.
The kiss turned to foreplay as hands massaged strategic body parts. Somewhere along the way Suzie’s bikini bottoms came off and floated to the bubbling surface. I was a spectator—a superbly turned-on, horny spectator. Danny glanced at me before he whispered to Suze that they should go into the house.
I surprised them—and myself—when I said, “No, do it here…it’s okay.”
Danny seemed conflicted, and Suzie looked at me with curiosity, before smiling mischievously and saying, “You can join in, if that’s what you mean.”
She kept stroking his cock underwater, and I knew by the way she responded he had some fingers in her pussy. I was getting hot watching them; all I could think of was the thump, thump of the headboard last night. As they got hotter and more into it, their bodies rocked and rolled, sending cascades of water spilling over the rim of the hot tub.
Suzie moaned and said, “Shit, I can’t take this anymore,” as she straddled him.
I was a bit surprised how easily his cock seemed to slide into her, since the water usually washed away my natural lubrication when my husband and I fucked in the hot tub. I always used some external lubricant from a tube, but it seemed Suzie was more than wet enough. It had been so long for Jim and me that I couldn’t even remember where the tube was. She was bopping up and down on him and the water was splashing all over.
It was amazing watching them fuck right in front of me! Dan’s strong hands were at her waist, guiding her up and down motion. Suzie was so hot; she was bouncing faster—and louder. Unconsciously I moved closer to them until my breasts were pushed against Dan’s side. He turned slowly to look at me, an expression of puzzlement mixed with lust on his face.
I couldn’t help myself. My lips met his and we kissed, as Suzie grew louder, announcing her impending climax. I had Danny’s tongue in my mouth, my fingers at my clit and Suzie’s wails in my ears, as we bounced in unison in the bubbling and splashing water.
“I’m cummmmmmingggg!” Suze declared. Dan shuddered and moaned as he came an instant later. His moans blended with mine, as our lips were still locked together when I came too.
We stayed interlocked in post-coital bliss while the spa water settled back to its usual boil, though with much less water than before we splashed it from the tub. Danny was still looking at me in what I took to be an expression of wonder or amazement. Suzie looked at me with amusement.
“Wow, girl, you really got into it with us, didn’t you?” She managed to say while slightly out of breath. “Mish was hot, wasn’t she Danny?”
Danny said, “Not as hot as you, babe,” though when his eyes met mine again, I sensed my presence got him off sooner than he may have if they were alone.
And who knows, maybe she got off better from my presence too. All I know is it felt great, even if my orgasm was self-powered. Suzie was the first to climb from the spa. In her wake, small flotsam streams of semen floated upon the water’s surface. Dan seemed embarrassed about what we’d just done but remained quiet, until I broke the silence.
“That was fun, you know. Don’t be embarrassed about screwing Suze in front of me. I haven’t had a good fuck in so long I got off just from watching you two get it on.”
He laughed. “I wasn’t that comfortable with the whole thing, at least until you rubbed up against me and started...”
“Yeah, my finger was like a hot little cock. I was so hot watching you.”
“You’re the hot one, Michelle,” he said. “I’m not an exhibitionist, but I’d perform in front of you any time.”
I placed a hand on his chest, and said, “And I wouldn’t stop you, either.”
We smiled at each other. I was so close to making a go at him, wondering if he could get it back up so soon. I bet he could, but I thought better of it. I needed the sex but not the aggravation especially if Jim came home or if Suzie came back out here. Instead we talked about ourselves. He surprised me by saying he worked as a scientist at the nuclear power plant. Suzie had never mentioned it. I thought it sounded so important, and maybe a little sexy. The inevitable Homer Simpson jokes ensued; Dan saying he was used to them by now and they didn’t bother him. Then he surprised me more by lightly running his fingers over one of my breasts before uttering “Doh!” We both laughed, but his touch made me question my earlier reticence.
His eyes were all over me as I stepped from the spa. “I’m sure your husband tells you all the time what fantastic set of tits you have. They’re beautiful—like you are”
“Well, it has been a while since he’s said that, but thanks for noticing.” I struck an exaggerated pose, thrusting my chest out. “And allow me, kind sir, to tell you that from what I saw and heard, you are a fantastic lover. Suzie’s a lucky girl.”
“Heard?”
“I’ll leave that for you to figure out,” I said as I retreated into the house.
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Jim had come home in time for dinner. Suzie, Dan and I had agreed to call out for pizza. Danny graciously paid. While eating, Suzie insinuated that we’d spent all day in the hot tub, also hinting that she’d had some action while there. Jim looked at me doubtfully, but I shrugged my shoulders and feigned ignorance. Jim only had one slice and declared himself very tired, saying he was thinking of a soak in the spa himself. Suzie surprised me—and Dan, based on the look on his face—by saying she would like to join Jim in the tub. Suze, it seemed, was not going to invite Dan and I to join them. Instead, it was Jim who put out the invitation.
Danny said “No thanks, why don’t you all go and have some fun. I think I’m going to catch the ballgame on television, if you don’t mind.”
Suzie gave him some grief, calling him a “party-pooper” and such, but she didn’t look upset. On the contrary, she actually appeared pleased that Dan wouldn’t be joining in. Suzie and Jim went off to put on suits, while I declined and said I might join them later. Both Jim and Suzie gave me funny looks, but I waved them away with a shooing motion.
“Just go. Don’t worry about me, okay?”
Danny looked troubled. Did something happen between them? I guessed that what transpired in the hot tub today didn’t sit well with him; maybe some guilt about having sex in front of me, basically a stranger? I sat with Dan for quite a while, talking baseball as we watched the game. The local nine was losing big early so our conversation drifted to his work and mine. He spoke of how he met Suzie at the gym and how he was immediately smitten with her sensational looks.
“So, you heard us making it last night, huh?” Dan sheepishly asked.
“Oh yeah,” I said. “I have a confession to make. You two sounded so hot I masturbated to the sounds you were making.” He was aghast. I continued, “Don’t be embarrassed, especially after I got to, er...participate, while you guys got it on in my hot tub today. And let me tell you, I was very impressed with your...ahem...staying power...last night; you must have gone at it steady for over a half an hour. I kept thinking what a lucky girl that Suzie is.”
Danny blushed a deep red. “I’m happy we could provide the entertainment,” he said. “Thank you for the performance appraisal.” He laughed though he was still blushing.
“You’re a sweet guy, Danny,” I said before kissing him on the cheek. “I’m gonna go out and join the others in the hot tub. You staying here?”
He told me he was going to watch the rest of the game, since the locals were staging a late inning comeback. I put on my bikini and went out to the spa and was surprised to see the jets on but no one in the water. Where were they? I stepped into the roiling water and relaxed. I almost fell asleep. After a while I roused myself and climbed from the hot tub, wondering where everyone had gone. I went back to my bedroom to change out of my wet bikini. As I was finishing, the now familiar sound of thump-thump, creak-creak came through the wall. I smiled. Suzie was getting it again. I wistfully thought what a lover Danny was, and imagined once again he was between my legs and not hers.
I went back to the living room and was shocked to see Dan still watching the game. He told me the home team had come all the way back and was now leading in the ninth, but I barely heard him as the full impact of those bedroom sounds hit me. I returned to my bedroom unable to face what was happening on the other side of the thin wall.
“Yes! Harder...harder! Oh, you’re so goooood! Oh God, yes!” Thump...thump.
“[Grunt] I don’t think I can last much longer [grunt].” Thump...thump.
“It’s okay, Jimmy...cum inside me! Fill my pussy! Ahh, YES!” Thump...thump.
“Aaaarrrrgggghh!”
“Eeeeeeeeeeeeee!”
I heard it all. I started to cry. How could they? Had this been going on for a long time behind my back?
I didn’t say anything, just went out to the garage, got in my vehicle and drove off. Nothing like a long drive and deep thought. “Jimmy” I sneered aloud, Jesus, they probably HAVE been fucking behind my back, I thought, since nobody called my husband by that nickname. I was devastated but didn’t have the will to confront them tonight. It would have to wait until tomorrow, but by then, oh the fireworks I’ll ignite!
When I returned to the house, I found all three in the hot tub. They had their suits on and everything looked innocent enough. No one asked me where I’d been, which pissed me off even more. Suzie and Dan kissed and acted like two intimate people would, while Jim relaxed and pretty much ignored us all. I wondered if Danny had any inkling of what had transpired earlier. I was definitely the odd person in this group.
I said, “Well, it’s late, so I’m going to watch a little TV before hitting the sack. Don’t stay in too long or you’ll shrivel up.”
Suzie laughed and then answered, “Naw, some things won’t shrivel up.” She was obviously fondling Dan underwater, making her meaning clear. For his part, Dan shrugged and looked ill at ease.
Jim said he was getting out anyway and would be heading off to bed. I didn’t wait for him. I watched a late night talk show, and pondered my fate. Again I wondered about Dan. Could he know Suzie was fooling around with my husband—and possibly allowing it? If she was that brazen to screw Jim in his own house with me there, I was sure she was probably fucking other men too. I felt sorry for Danny; he seemed such a nice guy to deserve that treatment. What about me? How did I deserve to have my husband ignoring my needs while making it with my best friend? I suppose she wasn’t my best friend any longer.
When I finally went to bed, Jim was already snoring. That night, both sides of the thin bedroom wall were quiet. I didn’t hear a repeat of the sexual marathon of the night before; and certainly nor did I participate in any noise-making activity on my side of the wall.
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After a fitful night of tossing and turning and bad dreams, I awoke with a vague plan. My decision basically was: in which order would I confront the three of them? I figured I had to save Jim for last, since that confrontation would have the most serious consequences. I opted to speak with Dan first. If he knew or suspected, then at least I would be confirming it. The worst that could happen would be if he didn’t wish to believe what I was telling him. If that occurred then he’d be angry with me, but so what? Suzie would be something else altogether.
As usual I was the first up on what looked to be a beautiful Sunday morning. Coffee brewed, I drank mine and awaited the others. Like yesterday, Suzie was the first to join me in the kitchen. I offered her a coffee before I got down to business.
I asked, “Remember what I said about the thin walls in this house?” She looked puzzled. I continued, “I heard some interesting sounds coming from the guest bedroom yesterday.”
Her look changed from puzzlement to something else: worry? “Interesting? Gee, Danny and I didn’t make it last night. What exactly did you hear anyway?”
My expression must have changed, for Suzie suddenly became very nervous. I said, “Oh, did I say last night? I did hear those sounds, and they got me going, I’ll tell you...though not quite like the night before.”
She made some hasty excuse about having to go back to her room. As she walked out of the kitchen I wondered if she was instead going to my bedroom to warn Jim. Either way it wouldn’t matter since, as if on cue, Dan came into the kitchen just then. He said “hi” and pulled up a chair, before changing his mind and rising from the chair again. I playfully pushed him back into it.
“No, you sit down...I’ll get your coffee. Remind me how you take it.” He smiled and told me, and I poured him a cup.
I made a comment about the beautiful weather and that we should go out to the patio to enjoy our coffees. I must have been transparent, for his face betrayed that he knew something was up, though he followed me anyway. When we settled into facing lounge chairs out back, I began the ‘inquisition’. I asked him point blank if he knew Suzie was screwing my husband. He looked wounded, but admitted he thought Suzie’s interest in Jim was a bit too much and he indeed suspected something between them. He asked the inevitable question: how did I know for sure? I reminded him about hearing sounds of sex through the wall between the bedrooms. He said he was sorry as I started to cry.
He held my hands in his as I cried, until I composed myself and said, “You don’t need to apologize for Suzie. What she’s been doing isn’t your fault.”
“And it doesn’t look like it’s your fault either,” he said. “I think you’re a special, sexy woman and I can’t see how any man would cheat if he had you.”
I stifled a small sob. “You’re sweet to say that, but look at Suzie: she’s beautiful with a fantastic body. How can I compete with that? I heard how she got you going the other night and saw you two in the hot tub.” I tried not to cry, but I was once again overcome with tears.
While I sobbed, he patiently sat with me, still holding my hands. I looked up into his eyes and saw tenderness and sincere caring, things I missed so much from my marriage. I also saw something else: desire—the same look in his eyes he had when we were alone in the spa yesterday. The memory of listening to him fucking Suzie and thinking about what a great lover he must be, and the memory of his great body as he climbed into the hot tub overwhelmed me. I didn’t do anything yesterday, but things were different today.
“Dan, please don’t say no. I’m ready for you.” I saw the look in his eyes—unsure yet willing. “Just come here and kiss me, you fool!”
Our kiss was one for the ages. His tongue caressed and explored my mouth. He put a hand under my t-shirt and began kneading a breast. I slid a hand down into his draw-stringed pants and stroked his growing cock. We both made groaning sounds of pleasure but the kiss went on unabated until we were both breathlessly in need.
He whispered “Where?”
Good question; where WERE we going to go without bumping into either Jim or Suzie?
“Quick, there’s a futon in the basement game room. Take me there.”
He chuckled nervously and said, “Okay, but you’ll have to lead me there since this IS your house, after all.”
I did just that. Like two kids dashing to the tree on Christmas morning, we ran to the finished basement room. We about ripped off each other’s clothes when we got there and fell to the futon locked in an embrace and a kiss.
“No foreplay needed,” I moaned. “Just fuck me good.”
I spread my legs wide for him and he nestled his chiseled ass between them. I got a glimpse of his fantastically erect manhood before he slipped into me like the proverbial hot knife through butter. Within seconds we were two writhing and bucking animals.
“Yeah, oh yeah, oh yeah...” I crooned over and over; my cadence matching his frantic thrusts.
He was hitting all the right spots; his tremendous cock filled my hungry vagina. Danny’s chest hair rubbing against my tits was the break in the dam. I came with a keening wail as he kept pounding into me.
Danny grunted “Oh...Mish...it...feels...so...good,” as he magnificently kept up his pace. “I...think...I can...hold...it...a...while...longer...”
Damn, his stamina was amazing! His thrusts sent me crashing over the waterfall again as another orgasmic wave hit. “Aaaaah” I screamed.
“I...think...I was...wrong,” he groaned. “I’m cumming...Uuuuuugh.”
“Yes! Fill me! Oh God!” I cried as I pulled him all the way into me and felt his cock spasm several times as he pumped his seed. Just when I thought he was spent, another round of ejaculatory spasms rocked his cock and groin. He groaned deeply, and I was hit by even more orgasmic contractions. Maybe it was my need, or maybe it was Danny’s prowess, but this was the best fuck of my life.
He collapsed beside me and said, “Whoa, that was great...you are great...”
I whimpered, “You’re the great one...I never got off like that before.”
As I was about to say more, Dan placed a finger at my lips. “You don’t need to say anything else, Mish. I’m the lucky one to have this time with you...to love you just this once...”
It was my turn to shush him. I planted my lips on his and we kissed deeply and longingly. I felt his cock twitch as it slowly engorged once more. I wanted him again (and again, and again...mmmmm.)
Dan groaned as our lips separated. With melancholy, and a hand on one of my breasts, he said, “Oh Mish, I wish you were with me forever. From the first time I met you I’ve wanted you. Then came yesterday in the hot tub...oh God, kissing you and touching you was like getting an electric shock.” He sighed, “You are the woman of my dreams, but you’re already taken...and I’m an idiot for even thinking this way.”
I surprised myself with my response. “You’re not an idiot for thinking like that. I always thought everyone had a perfect match; someone—I don’t know—maybe a chemical mate in the world, like two magnets inexorably drawn together when they get close enough. Just in these couple of days I feel like maybe we are that match, like maybe we are meant to be together.” My turn to sigh. “God, Dan, I want you so much. I’ve never been this turned on with a man—not even with Jim.”
While I spoke, he kept caressing my body while I caressed his cock. It was growing magnificently stiff once more.
“...And who said it would be ‘just this once’?” I whispered, mimicking his earlier words.
I went down on him with gusto, taking his length into my mouth as far as I could take it. Jim wasn’t much of an ‘oral’ guy, but I suspected Danny was different, so I turned myself slowly and presented my pussy to Dan, all the while sucking his cock. His tongue found me and proved his expertise. The tip of his tongue flicked against, and circled my clitoris in glorious paths of pleasure. Soon his cock swelled in my mouth so I knew he was getting close. I wouldn’t mind swallowing his cum, but I still wanted this weapon to do some more damage to my hungry pussy.
I let his cock spill from between my lips and turned once more. Again I’m astounded by the superb size and shape of his beautiful, rock-solid cock. I definitely needed it buried in me one more time. I straddled him, amused by the glazed look of lust in his eyes and the gleam of a pussy juice/cum mixture on his lips. I let my body slide down over his hard member. He filled me so wondrously. I never felt so vibrant, so alive, as I began rocking back-and-forth and up-and-down on his shaft; my eyes closed and my head back, wallowing in the sensation of total bliss. I came very quickly, grinding my pelvis into his, as the full length of his manhood filled me right to my cervix.
I was in seventh heaven. I was rapturous; a sexual euphoria I never experienced before in my life. And he still hadn’t cum yet!
“Mish,” Danny whispered. “Get off so I can do you good, okay?”
I obliged, and he positioned me on my hands and knees before sliding quickly into my orgasmed-but-still-hungry pussy. He nailed me hard, rocking my ass, his balls slap-slap-slapping against me on each frenzied thrust. Like a man possessed, his pace was fast and furious, but as I’ve discovered, his stamina was incredible. He’d reached underneath me and grabbed my swaying breasts. Damned if I wouldn’t cum again before her did!
“Mmmmmmm,” starting as a low moan deep in my throat, my climactic cry rapidly turned into a scream of glee. “Goddddddddddddddddd!” I bellowed. “Ayeeeeeeeeeee!” I screamed.
A contraction so intense radiated out from my pussy like ripples in a pond. I continued to groan and wail in elation as he kept pounding into me, holding onto my breasts like the reins of a horse, until he groaned himself as he unloaded.
“Ohhhhhh, I’mmmmm cummmmmming!” He bellowed.
I felt every wonderful contraction of his spurting cock. His spasms of ejaculation melded with the spasms of my runaway-train orgasm. Of course we didn’t, but it felt like we climaxed together for hours.
We collapsed on the futon, completely and utterly spent. Lying in each other’s arms, we didn’t realize someone was in the room with us until a hand grabbed Dan by the bicep and began lifting him away from my embrace.
“What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” Jim yelled as he violently pulled a surprised Dan from our impromptu love nest.
I thought Jim was going to hit him, so I hollered, “Leave him alone, you stupid ape!”
Jim stopped and looked at me, his expression part rage and part incredulity. “I can’t believe you fucked another man right under my nose, and in MY OWN HOUSE!” He shouted.
Danny pulled away from Jim as he arose from the futon, taking up a defensive pose in case Jim attacked. I thought Jim would’ve gone after him if I hadn’t started laughing.
“You selfish fucking idiot,” I cursed between bouts of laughter. “You fuck Suzie under my roof, and then have the fucking nerve to get pissed at ME?!”
That stopped Jim in his tracks.
I continued, “Oh yeah, I know what you two’ve been up to. You’ll fuck her any time she wants, but you can’t seem to find the time to take care of your wife. Well, I’ve found someone who CAN take care of my needs...” I glanced over at a wary Dan, and added, “And...he’s a MUCH better lover than you’d ever hope to be.”
That’s when Jim lunged at Dan, and that was when Dan hit Jim with a well-placed right fist to the jaw. Jim went down like a rock.
Danny was crestfallen as he stared at my husband lying on the floor. “I...I’m sorry, Mish. I really didn’t want to hurt him.” He turned to Jim and added, “I’ll help get him back on his feet again and then I’ll leave, okay?”
As a groggy Jim struggled to get up, I said, “No, it’s not okay...if you leave I want to go with you...I don’t wanna stay here another minute with that...that...asshole.”
Danny’s face betrayed his inner turmoil. Still naked, I edged up to touch my body to his before saying, “Unless what you said before about me was a lie, I want to live with you, love you, be with you forever.”
“Are you sure Mish? I mean, we just met...”
“And, made beautiful love together; I know what I want and it’s to be with you.” I gazed into his eyes and again saw his desire. I pressed my breasts into his side. “It’s up to you...nothing can stop us...not even him,” I said, pointing at my husband as he woozily attempted to get to his feet.
“Bitch,” Jim mumbled.
I moved between Jim and Dan and challenged my husband. “You can call me any names you like, but it won’t change a thing. I’m packing up my things and I’m leaving, one way or the other. You can go fuck yourself...or Suzie for that matter...I don’t give a shit anymore. Danny’s twice the man you are,” I spat out. “HE knows how to make love to me!”
Jim—now upright though still a little wobbly—made a move to slap me, but lighting-quick Dan stepped forward and knocked his arm aside. If this wasn’t so real, so climactic, I probably would’ve laughed at the absurd scene: A seething Jim teetered; a beautifully naked Dan stood his ground, his fine manhood hanging impressively, though still slightly engorged from our lovemaking; with nary a sound to be heard except my rapid breathing.
“Don’t make another move toward her, sonafabitch. You heard what the lady said.” Danny said in a low but nevertheless purposeful voice.
Just then a “What the...?” came from the doorway. It was Suzie’s turn to join the festivities. She just stood there, agape, staring at Dan and me in our nakedness.
“You want him, Suze, dear, you got him,” I said loudly, pointing at my husband. I turned to Dan and while reaching for my clothes, said to him, “Let’s get dressed and get the hell out of here.”
Which is what we did.
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Since they’d taken Suzie’s car in coming in from upstate, Danny and I threw our stuff in my SUV and prepared to hit the road. With Jim and Suzie hollering at us all the while, Danny helped pack my belongings into a couple of big suitcases. They were still swearing at us when we pulled out of the driveway. Danny drove, and I kept looking at him and contemplating our future together.
“Ahh...silence,” Dan sighed.
I laughed, and then turned serious as I asked him once more if we were doing the right thing.
He alternated looking at the road and at me as he said, “We can’t predict if it’ll work, but I feel it in my heart that it will.” He sighed once again. “I know what my heart is saying, and it’s all about love.” After driving a half-mile or so, he added “God, Mish, you’re so damn beautiful...”
I couldn’t wait. “There’s a hotel a little further...off the highway. They have big Jacuzzi tubs in some rooms. Why don’t we stop and spend the rest of the day and night there?”
He didn’t need to reply. I saw it in his eyes.
After checking in, we went out to buy some champagne and retreated to our impromptu love shack. I got undressed first and started filling the spacious tub. Unceremoniously drinking the champagne from the bottle, we got in and lathered each other, warmed by the hot water and massaged by the tub’s jets. He was rock solid in no time as we kissed. His fingers expertly stroked my clit as he strategically positioned me over one of the pulsing jets of water. I soon had a small orgasm, not an earth-shatterer but a good one nonetheless. I ran my hand over his impressive length and knew the fun had only just begun.
“Do me now...God, Danny, do me now!” I cried, in heat.
He caressed my breasts before lifting me from the water. He was so strong. He laid me on the tiled floor and got between my legs, which opened willingly for him. We slipped and slid on the wet floor. Actually, I did the slipping and he did the sliding—making long and sensuous thrusts into my wet and yearning pussy.
“Faster! Harder!” I cried, surprising myself on how much I sounded like a veteran porn actress.
Ooh, he did (faster and harder, that is)! Boy, is he good! I never dreamed I’d ever be fucked by the Energizer Bunny with a long, fat cock!
“Aaaaaaaaaaaaa” I moaned as this orgasm swept through my body like a wave at high tide.
“Oh, Mish [thrust] you’re so [thrust] damn [thrust] hot [thrust] when [thrust] you [thrust] cum [thrust] your [thrust] breasts [thrusting faster] vibrate [faster]...Oh God [faster] I’m [faster] gonna...”
He made two more rapid thrusts and threw his head back and groaned. My vulva contracted in orgasm as I felt ever single spasm of his cock buried deep within my willing vagina. We collapsed together on the wet floor, basking in the glow of our glorious coupling. I whispered that he was the best. I whispered that I knew I could love him. He confessed he was still in awe of me, and that he knew he could love me too.
After a while we were back in the tub, and after a while longer we were at it again. His recuperative powers seemed to match his stamina. I stroked the long, hard shaft and looking into his eyes, said, “I promise I’ll never stop wanting you.” With Danny on his knees, I went down on him, oblivious to the soapy tang. I surprised myself by taking most of him into my throat without gagging. I sucked him to the best of my ability as I simultaneously massaged his balls. I learned two things then: One—I was good at fellatio; and Two—Danny’s stamina couldn’t stand up to a good blow job. He shot several ropes down my throat and I endeavored to swallow it all.
We toweled off, swigged the balance of the champagne, and dressed. We went out to dinner at a restaurant near the hotel. That was our first real chance to converse and get to know each other. His experiences were fascinating. We talked for hours, to the point where the wait staff was all too obvious in their attempt to get rid of us. We laughed when we finally noticed the time and our waitress’ annoyance.
As we walked by the front desk, the clerk recognized us and handed Dan a note. Someone in an adjacent room had complained about our loud TV. We were confused as we never turned on the television, so we dismissed the note. Back in our hotel room, we got undressed and prepared for bed. I thought how this would be the first time I’d slept with anyone other than my husband. Oh, I had some sex before marriage but I’ve never actually slept—spent the night—with another man except Jim.
Under the covers, Danny whispered, “This’ll be all yours,” as he stroked and caressed me from my breasts to my thighs. He was making me very hot once again. A shiver ran through me as my need built. I didn’t have to touch his cock to know he was hard. I was wet and ready for him again. But this time...
“Danny, Oh Danny...Fuck me now...I want it in my ass this time...I need it there!” I cried, surprising myself as I did so. I turned away from him and offered my ass.
He ran his hand from my sopping wet pussy to my anus, spreading my own natural lubricant to where I wanted him. He worked my wetness into me with first one finger, then two. He took one more swipe of my pussy then pulled his hand away. He was lubricating himself now, I surmised. I felt the head of his cock at my anus as he slowly pushed it past my sphincter. I saw stars as he inched slowly into my virgin asshole. Yes, I was an anal virgin, but I knew at my core this was what I wanted.
He groaned what sounded like “tight” as he began sliding in and out of me. While he fucked me, I was stroking my clit to the same beat. Pretty soon, we were both very vocal.
“Yes...Yes...Yesssssssss,” I wailed.
“Ugh...Ugh...Ughhhhhh,” he grunted.
“AAAeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee,” I screamed.
He went faster, putting his full length deep into my rectum at each thrust.
I kept screaming as the mother of all orgasms consumed me.
He made one last frantic half-thrust and I felt the warmth of his seed spew into me.
THIS was the sex I never knew existed. My orgasmic scream went on and on.
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We were awakened by the ringing phone. I looked at the bedside clock as Dan answered the call. We’d only been sleeping a short while. Danny looked perplexed as he listened to the caller. He said “I see” and “uh-huh” in response but otherwise it was a one-way conversation.
When he hung up, Danny smiled and said, “Remember that message about the television earlier? We just got a couple more complaints about us and loud noises.” He chuckled. “I guess we’ve been a little too noisy in our lovemaking.”
I chuckled too. “These hotel walls must be as thin as the ones at my house.” The house I was never going to live in again, I mused.
We laughed together, remembering how thin walls got us here.
I knew the months ahead wouldn’t be easy. Divorcing Jim was going to be war, but I knew in my heart I was doing the right thing. I hadn’t yet said the three magic words to Danny, but I’d say them soon. Thin walls—how many walls exist in our relationships? If we’re able to break down the thin ones and move on, how much better would life be?
Like I said, thin walls put me and Danny together. I wouldn’t let any walls get between us—ever.
We fell asleep in each other’s arms.
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