Date: Sun, 4 Jul 2010 22:35:36 -0400
From: Thomas Waller <thmswllr@gmail.com>
Subject: What A Prick

This story will involve bisexual male and female encounters and dominance
and submission.

  WHAT A PRICK
By Thomas Waller


CHAPTER 1

"What a prick!" David grumbled more to himself than in any attempt to
communicate with his wife. His head and neck were craned as he backed the
Lexus slowly out of his bosses' circular drive," A first class bona fide
Asshole." He felt rather than saw Helen's eyes upon the side of his face and
knew that she would be wearing her amused, impish grin. He did not want to
rave about the situation since that would only encourage her but he was
fuming. "He only throws these things to show-off and bully everyone on their
only fucking day off. All `goddam' week is not enough for the shit-head.
Drew, what a pretentious dick. I guess Andrew isn't GQ enough. Running
around the pool in his obscene fucking Speedo. I wonder if the fuck ever
took a breath, trying so fucking hard to display his six pack. Sure, go
ahead... spend hours in the gym, asshole... the rest of us are doing all
your work for you. What a prick."

While he drove, David's tirade was as controlled as he was able to keep it.
He knew that every line would come back to him with a vengeance. He knew
that he was feeding Helen ideas and ammunition but he couldn't stop himself.
He dared not mention Drew's and Helen's outrageous flirting: the actual
cause of his rage. She would love that and he would hear that throaty, sexy
chuckle of hers. She would begin a monologue of her own. One of an entirely
different nature than David's rantings. She would tease him mercilessly for
the entire drive home. He knew the routine.

He continued to mull over the pool party replaying both Drew's and Helen's
outlandish behavior. Yet he only muttered inanely about   the prick
continuously humiliating his employees. " The only reason someone didn't
clock him was that he paid their salaries..." and on and on. That was all he
would reveal to his wife. All the while images and phrases of their
cavorting flashed across his mind: a touch, a look, a comment, a laugh. His
eyes slid over to take in Helen's long curving legs. They were crossed above
the knee and her foot bounced jauntily while he ranted. She was enjoying
this completely. She knows what is really driving me insane. David
reflected.

God she looked spectacular today in her lime bikini. Her ass had always
turned him on...the saucy little creases with their hypnotic winking still
sent jolts directly to his cock. The trouble was that they had a similar
effect on every man woman and child at the pool. Helen's red hair and green
eyes were attraction enough as far as he was concerned. But that ass, her
perky little tits and long legs were a calling card for all: and, who should
respond but that dick-head Drew. He had foreseen this of course. He had been
subjected to their little games at other parties but this pool display was
by far the worst. Before they arrived David was sure that the pool party had
been arranged so that "the fuck" could see Helen nearly naked and that he
could parade about in his yellow Speedo. A yellow Speedo for fuck sake.

David continued to call Drew names out loud and suffer his real agony
internally. "No wonder wife number one and wife number two left the prick.
Too much of a bully. Too self absorbed. I'll bet Jean fucks off as well." He
hoped that might cool Helen's jets. "He's no good with women."  David
regretted the comment immediately. It was too close to the unspoken topic.
He heard the whir of the electric motor within the seat beside him. Helen
reclined into the chair and breathed a luxurious sigh. He knew what was
coming. He was agitated. He was excited. He was jealous as hell.

In a sense David blamed himself. Helen had come into their marriage a
stunning yet reserved girl. David, who was always horny as jack rabbit
almost forced her into watching his porn collection, forced her into
fantasizing aloud for him. It was he who had coerced her into imagining that
she was fucking his friend Gerry. How would she do him? What would he do to
her? He eventually had her fantasize about almost everyone they encountered.
It always drove him crazy to hear her do it but his cock would stiffen like
a poker and they would have wild sex afterwards. He prodded, goaded and
cajoled her into more and more lascivious fantasies. He encouraged her to
use the name of her would be partner. It sent his blood boiling with a
powerful admixture of lust and self loathing.
 Within months she had surpassed him at the game and she soon came to enjoy
both tormenting David and the exploring her own sexuality intently. He had
controlled her in the initial stages but now she played him like a violin.
David had created a monster. One who understood the visceral link between
his jealousy and his lust. She delighted in controlling him through his
needs. She would force him to endure more and more lurid images as she
climaxed repeatedly.

"You could see the outline of his cock in that flimsy swimsuit. You know
what David? I think I could even see where his bulging cock head began.
Mmmm." Helen had changed back into her pleated mini as we left the party.
She now flipped up the front of it and was pressing her palm against her
protruding mound as she spoke. "And those big weighty nuts. She extended her
legs and pushed the balls of her feet against the firewall slightly lifting
her ass off the seat."Mmmm, all gift wrapped in that revealing Speedo." She
began rubbing her thighs together and languidly ground her ass into the
leather seat. "Well, he was staring blatantly at my cunt and you know that
bikini rides up and folds into my pussy. To tell you the truth, David, I was
intentionally sliding forward in my lounge chair I wanted to create a little
cameltoe action. A cameltoe: that's what you call it isn't it David. I'm
sure that's right. You are always mooning about cameltoes." She hiked up her
panties which hugged her cut provocatively. "Like this David. You like?
Since he was examining my cameltoe, well I naturally felt justified in
ogling his fat dick. I think he shaves his prick because his belly was so
smooth and there were no cluster of hairs around his inner thighs. I'd like
to watch him do that. I love a tight belly. I saw it growing David as I
stared at it. I was trying to see if there was a little telltale wet spot on
the end of his knob. Mmmmm. Wasn't it funny when I winked at him and
suggested that he dive in and get that thing er... yourself wet? Remember. I
told him it was getting so, so hot around the pool. He understood what I
wanted to see and jumped in and splashed about for a few moments. He was
back up on that deck in no time standing directly in front of me. Did my
mouth water David? Did I look too hungry? How embarrassing."
It had begun.  David gripped the steering wheel viciously. There was no way
to stop her. "I remember," he spoke through clenched teeth. "Only a fucking
faggot would wear a swimsuit like that. What a dick."

"What a dick. You've got that right. With you sitting right there beside me
he stood there brazenly with his cock sticking out, pointing it right at
me.  I think he was almost fully erect. Don't you?  Maybe just semi. God I
hope just semi hard. I could almost see the veins sticking out of the
underside of his shaft. If he let it get fully stiff, I'll bet the head
would peek out of the leg of his trunks. Or even up and out of his
waistband. That would look so hot. His cock was pushed over to the left. If
I close my eyes I can picture it. I can see every detail. Mmmm."

Helen did indeed close her eyes and worked her hand down her stomach and
into her panties. She began to finger herself wantonly.

"Stop it Helen." David demanded.
"Stop it? Stop it? You are the one who taught me to fantasy fuck everyone we
meet. You are the one who keeps pressing me to fuck another man while you
watch. You are the one who loves getting horny and jealous at the same time.
So get horny, David, horny and jealous now. Have you looked down at the
raging dick you are sporting at the moment? You want me to do it. You love
it."

She was correct on every count and David's cock strained against his
trousers. "That's because you are masturbating beside me." He lied.

"It's because the thought of Drew sticking that long hot poker inside me
drives you crazy and makes you hornier than you've ever been. Remember how
you devoured me after the company Christmas party. After Drew and I danced
and cooed all night." She reached over the gear shift and tweaked the head
of David's prick. "You remember that don't you." She smiled that smile at
him then eased herself back into the bucket seat. She closed her eyes again.
"Oh Drew, show it to me baby. Just stick your thumbs in the waistband and
flip it down. Down, over your thick cock and heavy balls. Please Drew.
Please. Just let me look at it. Let me touch it. Let me lick that sweet
little eye. Stroke it for me baby. Let me see you thrash that splendid cock.
Mmmmm  Drew. Yes baby. Yes. Tell me you need to fuck me baby."

He legs were now spread and David could hear the squishing of her cunt
juices as she worked over her clit. "You still want that threesome David?"

"Not with that cocksucker, I don't now cut it out. What about some of the
other guys at the party? Gimme a fucking break Helen. That bastard bosses me
around all day. He fucking loves it. He's a sadistic control freak. He
belittles me and everyone else in the firm.  I don't even want to hear his
shitty name... Drew for fuck's sake."

She ignored him completely. "Did you see the tight muscular ass on him?" She
was slowly tracing circles on her clit. "Mmmm. I'd like you to be behind him
watching that hard ass work as he thrust his dick into my cunt. I want you
watching his ass, back and leg muscles work as he plows that fuck stick into
me. Oh God, I love a tight hard sculpted ass David."

In spite of himself David had to reach down and adjust his straining cock.
He gave it room to expand. Her last image excited him more than he even
admitted to himself. He hoped she had not noticed. But, Helen noticed
everything. She was a maestro.

"Mmmm, you would watch his cock pry my cunt lips open and then see him ram
it inside me. Oh yes Drew fuck my wet cunt. Fuck me hard. Oh that feels so
good. Oh baby." Helen went quiet for a moment enjoying her fantasy.  Then
she clicked her head round to face David... "no, no David. I want you to put
his cock in me. I want you to take his dick in your hand and guide it into
my cunt. You can spread my cunt open with the fingers of your free hand and
stick his hot cock inside me. First you'd rub the head up and down against
my swollen clit. Then, whap. You'd slam his engorged cock deep into my cunt.
Pubic bone against pubic bone. Mmmm."  Helen began to shudder out an orgasm
at the thought. She pressed her thighs together and trapped her own hand
between her legs. After a few taught seconds she began massaging her cunt
again and moaning. Oh David you have to do it. You have to take his cock and
put it in me. Isn't that the hottest thing ever?"

"There is no way I am touching his cock. Are you insane? You want me to
handle that asshole's prick. What do you think I am?"

"But baby, what about your Wayne story. Hm? You know your Wayne story. The
story you tell about the cottage after graduation."

David knew the story. How could he forget? He had told Helen about him and
Wayne Harris on the rocks of Georgian Bay. He told her all about it when he
was trying to get her to open up to him to confess her darkest desires, to
fantasize with him.  If he told her the Wayne story, she may respond in
kind. Ultimately he hoped she would rethink the idea of inviting a woman
into their bed. That was one of David's lifelong wanking dreams. The Wayne
story had aroused her more than he had imagined and she would constantly ask
him to repeat it. Like a young child's bedtime story, she knew every word
and detail. She always rewarded him with unbridled sex afterwards. So, he
did not mind in the least.

"That was different. We were friends. We were teenagers experimenting."

"Tell me now. Tell me while you are driving. Tell it with Drew playing the
part of your friend Wayne. Use his name. I want to masturbate while you tell
it."

"No fucking way. Not in a million years. Fuck off."

"If you do. I will tell you about Cindy Dury and me one night when we were
baby-sitting. We were both sixteen. I will tell you every tiny detail of
what we did to each other. I still cum when I recall the details, David. I
have never told anyone about that night. You will blow the top of your cock
off. Do it David. Tell me."

David swallowed hard. He knew Cindy Dury, she worked at the local Chevy
dealership. He had fantasized about her luscious ass on many occasions. He
may even have shared a fuck fantasy with Helen over Cindy. He tried
frantically to remember how hot Helen was during the roleplay. His mind was
reeling with her revelation. He ached to see Helen with another woman even
more that he wanted to watch a man fuck her. He cleared his throat and
began.
"It was the day after graduation and Wayne, er Drew and I went to recover at
my folks' cottage. It was a hot day in June and we lay on the rocks, sunning
ourselves. We began to discuss the girls at the prom. Who may have got laid?
Who probably gave head? Who we would like to fuck? Who we had felt up...
that kind of thing."

Helen interrupted. "You forgot to mention the bees and the water lapping the
beach. And I want you to pretend that you and Drew considered me." She lay
back and continued fingering herself. The thought of Cindy Dury and Helen
forced him to continue.

"It was beautiful, the bees and insects hummed and the water splashed
against the rocks.  We nattered on about girls in our class. Theresa Jarry
had the finest rack and she liked to give handjobs but would never do
anything else. Just show her tits and wank your cock like a milking farmer.
Linda Grant fucked anyone and really enjoyed it. We recalled the time she
was in the next room with Peeler and the racket she was making as he fucked
her. She was screaming and crying out. Peeler sure got everyone's respect
after that. We admitted that we both wanted to fuck Helen Benning. She was
so goody-goody but probably fucked like a minx. Her red hair and her
splendid ass really turned us both on and we wondered if she had red cunt
hair. We talked about spreading her long legs and devouring her lovely pink
twat. Getting our tongues right in there. We both shut up and thought about
that for a while.

It was hot and we were both horny. I think we were still a little drunk. I
looked to see that Drew had a hard just like I did. When we were talking
about Helen Benning he started to rub it with the palm of his hand. I was
surprised by this but figured `what the hell'. I started to squeeze the head
of my cock right there in front of another guy... in front of Drew. He told
me that he would love to see Helen's red head bouncing up and down on his
cock. Soon I heard him unzip and he had his cock out of his pants and in his
hand. I did the same thing and we lay on the rocks and jerked off beside
each other. It was pretty cool and exciting.

We told each other that we had never done anything like this before. I could
hear the familiar squishing sounds of a cock jerking session and I looked
over to examine his dick. I stared obviously at his swollen cock while he
rolled to his side and inspected mine.  He immediately reached his other
hand over my stomach and began fondling my balls. He shut his eyes tight and
he was whimpering.  I reached over my body and began to wank his cock,
pushing his own hand away. He did the same and we were hammering away at
each other pretty good. I enjoyed the solid warm feel of a stiff prick in my
hand and ran my thumb over the spongy wet head. "
Helen was groaning and pumping in the seat beside me and her hands were both
going at her cunt.
"I remember that I rolled over on my sides and we mashed our cockheads
together as we yanked on each other.
"I love that." Helen moaned. "I love the image of two cocks smooshed
together."
David continued. "He started panting and calling out, "O fuck, fuck yeah."
He kissed me full on the lips and instead of reacting with shock or
indignation, I responded immediately. Next I heard him whisper. "Let's suck
each other off."
He did not wait for a reply but flipped himself about so that he could suck
on my dick and his prick was inches from my face. I took his cock in my hand
and slowly inserted it."
"No, no." Helen groaned."You examined it. You squeezed the piss hole open.
You pulled on his balls and inspected them. You licked the precum out of his
slit. Then you slowly inserted it into your mouth. You put Drew's cock in
your mouth. Drew's big cock in your mouth. Mmmm."

"For Chrissake Helen. You know it better than I do. I put Drew's cock in my
mouth. He was sucking on me ravenously by now and he had worked a finger up
my asshole. I started to suck him off hungrily; running my tongue back and
forth under the shaft as I slurped him back deeper and deeper into my
throat. Everything was so new, so strange that I began to blow my wad into
Drew's mouth. I longed for it to last but I was so, so excited and he was
sucking so forcefully. When he felt me cumming he wrapped his arms around my
ass and gave me a bear hug pulling my prick further into him. He started to
cum in my mouth at the same time. I imitated him and we were rolling around
the rock, pumping sperm into each other. Hugging each other's asses like
wrestlers. He didn't stop sucking and I was flipping about like a fish. I
was doing the same thing to him. Eventually we both collapsed. Spent like
never before."
"Oh fuck yes. I love it." Helen groaned. "It was that story that got me
going on this fantasy kick of yours. I need to see that David. I want to be
there. She undid my fly and took out my raging cock. I'm gonna make you do
that again. You see if I don't. Guess what happened back at the pool party."
She was giving David a tantalizing hand job as she spoke. She could have
told him anything. He was that worked up. "Drew followed me into the house
when I went in for my last glass of wine. He stood directly behind me with
his cock brushing against my ass... Not pressed against but just brushing my
ass.
`Helen,' he said `let's get together some time for some real fun. Just you
and me....'
` I don't, haven't and would never do ANYTHING without my husband.' I
scolded him. Then I pushed backwards, my ass against his cock. `But my
husband and I together would DO just about ANYTHING.' I then skipped out of
there with my drink. No doubt I left him with quite a boner." She chuckled
her sexy Helen chuckle.

David was furious and tried to push her hand away from his cock. She smiled
at him and began to stroke his excited dick frantically. She began fondling
his balls. She leaned in and lay his cock lovingly against her cheek. He was
putty and ached for her. He was flushed with sexual arousal and tension.

"What about your story? Your...your Cindy story?"

"When we get home. When we get into bed. Now I have some business to attend
to." She took my cock and examined it. "Oh Drew it's so big. So big and
thick. I have to suck you off Drew. I need to suck your cock. I want all
your hot cum pumping down my throat. Come here baby. Come here lover."

They were in the driveway when David exploded in her mouth. She swallowed
gulped and gagged down, then licked up, every drop. Then, she hopped quickly
out of the car and skipped into the house like a school girl.