r/LDSNSFW_Stories

This is a series. Please feel free to read the other parts of this story. This is a fictional story. Names and places are not real. Positive comments are always appreciated. Please enjoy the story.

Part 2

Part 1

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Dennis had one more day on site and then a day of travel and he would be home. We spent some of our texting trying to work out our schedules so we could see one another. It just seemed that if I could rearrange something he could not, and if he could rearrange something I could not. We both had our lives that we had to live but we wanted to also see each other.

“Jen, I hope you don’t mind I saved that picture?”

Oh my, I should have figured he would. I was too afraid of my kid picking up my phone and seeing anything Dennis and I shared so images were deleted. Texts were deleted. I kept everything in my head. “Dennis please hide that picture. I don’t need anybody seeing.“

”Don’t worry, my phone never leaves my side.” I was at least a bit comforted that he kept a good eye on his phone. “I keep looking at how adorable you look.” I blushed reading his words. I really had no come back. I sent back a smiling emoji. “I know we are acting like kids, but I do really find you attractive.” It has been a long time since anybody had told me that. I still had no clue what to say.

“You are too kind. It is you that is the handsome one.” There, I turned it back on him. It was then that he sent me a picture of himself topless. “That is not fair!”

”Why not?”

”Because I cannot do that.”

”But you could ;)”

”You got what you got!”

”Fair enough. Do you not want me to send you images?”

”Not what I said.”

”So you want me to send you images?”

”Not what I said either.” There was no right or wrong answer. I did not want to say yes, but I was also not about to say no. I wanted them, but having them just made me want him more.

I wanted to make sure that the want was not lust. I wanted to want him for the right reasons. But I will admit, if I just had him one time. Just once inside my pussy. If he could just stretch me back out and use me. Oh God, I swear, I would be a good girl for another ten years.

Dennis and I had playful texts and also some that were a bit more serious about getting to know one another. We had some common ground on music, but movies we would have to work to find a common ground. I was a hard pass on horror and he was not too willing to insider romance. We both knew that the church had a place in our lives, but also agreed that there was room for boundaries. I mean, I am an adult, I was married, I have a kid did the Law of Chastity really need to apply if it was a strong committed relationship?

The two of us kept trying to find a time when we could get back together in person. Dennis by no means made it easy with his selfies. He even sent one of him in the shower. He hid just enough, but enough was there that I had to have a good self-love session that night.

Every time I masturbated it was his penis not my fingers penetrating my warm wet vagina. Where I once would start with one I now started with two and usually ended with at least three if not a fourth finger inside of me. I had seen the outline in the first pic Dennis had sent. He was way larger looking in that pic that my ex. I know pics can be deceiving but damn his penis looked like it was a small arm.

I called one of the ladies from the lunch group to talk to her about all of this. “Look Jen, you will be amazed at what your body will do. Just take it slow, use some extra lube, and go for it when the time was right.”

”but…”

”There is no but girl, you just need to do it. It’s been way to long. Either you do it or get yourself to a nunnery. Text me Saturday, we can go to the sex store and I’ll help you pick out a couple of things.”

I did just that. I texted my friend Saturday morning. Dennis and I were still trying to find a time. Currently it looked it would be the following Saturday at his place. He was hosting all the youth from his ward for an end of summer celebration. My friend finally texted back as Dennis and I had settled on the date for next weekend. She agreed to meet me at a place that was outside of the boundaries for my ward, and I was feeling positive I would not actually see anybody I knew there.

My friend met me at the McDonald’s across town. I jumped into her navy blue minivan and we headed to the store. The two of us talked. Well mainly I talked. I was all over the place talking about Dennis. “Look girl, it is obvious, you like him. You made your play, and now he is making his play. You have to be careful on the next moves or it could just be a wam bam thank you Mam affair.“ I really did not want that. I wanted his touch. I had not been touched in a very long time. The want was more than a want I felt like it was a need.

My friend pulled into the parking lot. I reached for her arm, and told her not to pull all the way up. I looked at the van in front of us and I swore to my friend that I knew that van. The rear window had that family sticker with parents, and six kids, and a dog. My friend looked at me like a was crazy. “She probably just loves sex and being pregnant.”

Maybe that was the case I enjoyed carrying my child. Being a nothing has given me a different sense and feeling of being whole as a person. I sunk down in my seat a bit as I watched two women get closer to the van. It was the Relief Society president and the bishop’s wife. Holy cow, here was two respected women from my ward walking out of a sex shop together. Damn. I wonder what would is going on behind the doors that I don‘t know about? Actually I don’t care, or did I. Hahaha, I think that is the problem sometimes with us church ladies we want to know what we don’t know and that sure is a whole other set of problems.

The two of us sat, and watched as the pulled away I waited till van was out of sight. My friend just sat with her phone texting the other lunch girls. They had a good laugh at my silliness.

The two of us walked in and my friend went over to the counter. She chatted with the lady behind the counter while I stood back a bit. I felt a bit odd just standing so I started to take a slow walk. My eyes had no idea at all the things that were there. I found a wall that was full of different shape, sizes, and I don’t even know dildos. There was one that had to be the size of a small log. I sure hope that was a gag gift. Another was even in the shape of a large farm animal, what in the world? There was a space alien, tentacles and more. I had to move on or I was going to be able to think.

The next room had a lot of leather and metal in it. “I see you found the room that your friends bought stuff from.”

”How do you know?”

”The lady at the counter. I graduated with her. Her older brother took my virginity when I was 17, he was 23. This is all BDSM gear. Some of it is pretty good. Not the gag gift kind of things like these cheap handuffs. Let’s just say your friends bought the good stuff. But lets go back to the previous room.“

Holy cow. I wonder what they did get. There was paddles, whips, floggers - I only knew because my friend later walked me back through and showed off some of the items before we left. There was a bag a person could lay in and they vacuumed it down on the person. A wand that would give electrical shocks. A section of medical items. She picked up these stainless steel tubes. My friend said the were sounds. She winked at me and told me they were for Dennis. All I could do was shake my head. My friend then reached over and picked up something and tossed it in the cart she had. I looked down. She had tossed a speculum into the cart. “Its for my sister. We get crazy shit for one another. She will open it, look at me, shake her head, not want to take it out, then her crazy friend will egg her on, and she will take it out and get beat red. I love it.“

When we had gone back into the other room my friend helped my pick out a dildo. It had decent girth. It was not at all like some of the crazy ones there. She picked out a set of anal training toys for me. Told me I need to get a decent magic wand vibrator, and lots of lube. We eventually made our way back up to the counter.

My friend introduced me to the lady behind the counter. “I am so sorry you know this person,” she said. ”I have known her a long time and she always manages to find a way to make some trouble.” She kept talking as she scanned each item. Before she was done she looked at me and told me that she would give me the friend and family discount. I was very thankful as the bill was cut by a significant amount.

While my friend drove us back she walked through each of the toys I got. She told me that I should start with one of the smaller trainers when I was at home. “My friends love my ass. Don’t listen to some of those prudes out there. I good cock in your ass will do you wonders trust me,” she said. All I could do was smile.

I had never had my ass played with. There was some talk in high school and the first year of college about how some girls would take it there all the time because they were saving their vagina for marriage. I just saved myself. Was it worth it? I guess. But he was not at all a lover so maybe I should have given up my ass back then. At least then I would have had some action then…not like I have been getting any now.

Just before I was about to get out of my friend’s minivan Dennis sent a pic. He was outside on the farm working on a fence. He was soaked from working so hard. His shirt was sticking to his chest. “Damn girl. I would totally hit that. You need to make sure you put your name on that transaction before somebody else does.” We both had a good laugh. I thanked her for all the help and laughs we had shared. She gave me a big hug and a nice little kiss. “Like I said, go get him!”

When I got back to my car I gave Dennis a call. He actually answered. He was beyond excited to have to take a break. I shared with him that I had shared his last picture with a friend. I even told him what she said. “So, when are you going to sign,” he said. I laughed and blushed while I was trying to keep focused on the drive.

I talked right past his comment. If he had been here he could have probably cooked a steak on my face. If I only knew how to really answer. I wanted to say I was ready to sign but I did not want to seem desperate. I really had no clue how this game is played anymore.

”Dennis you know you are just too damn hot.“

“You are just saying it.”

”No really you are amazing.”

”Well thank you.”

”I wish we did not have to wait till next weekend.”

”I know, but it is what it is.”

“I know, it sucks still.“

We continued our flirty conversation like this till I got home. My child was still with his dad so I took my new toys to my bedroom. I took all the toys out of the packaging, and gave them a gentle wash. The dildo was girthy and long, at least 9”, in my hands. I need two hands to give it a good grasp. I looked at the plugs that my friend had picked out. I shook my head at the largest one, but I did figure I could probably, at some point, try the smaller ones.

Dennis sent a pic of hisself from his shower. “Getting ready for my meeting, want to join me?”

“For the meeting, not thank you!”

”In the shower silly girl.”

”Now that would be nice. Go get clean and get to your meeting. I need to make some dinner.”

I did not need to make dinner it was that dildo that need a closer look. I picked it up and licked it around the tip. It was huge. I really wondered if I would even be able to take something like that. my eyes closed and I softly uttered Dennis’ name and swirled my tongue once more around the tip. I opened my mouth as wide as I possibly could and slowly worked my way down the phallic shaft. The hard rubber of the dildo was not very forgiving nor did it taste very good. But it was not a toy it was Dennis. My mouth was pleasuring his penis and that got me going. The more I thought of him the more I relaxed. The more I relaxed the more I could manage. Slowly up and down. Pushing into the back of my throat. Just the slightest gag and back out.

My vagina ached and it wanted its turn. I took the new toy and rubbed it between my wet aching lips. Rubbing it up over my clit. My brain continued to to imagine that it was Dennis. His hard thick penis pressing against my body. I ached even more for this toy. I wanted to feel the stretch.

I put the toy down, and picked up the lube. I opened the cap and squirted some of the slickness onto myself. YIKES! That was freaking cold. My fingers worked the slick gel into my wet open hole. Mixing it with my natural slickness. I was so wet and slick. I squirted more lube on to the toy and worked my hand up and down the shaft of the toy. In my head I heard Dennis telling me how good it felt.

I took the toy and positioned its head with my opening. Slowly I pushed feeling it open myself up. It had been so long since I had been opened like this. A once-empty hole was getting filled, “Oh Dennis,” I said softly over my lips. I listened to my body and took it slow. Slowly pushing and then pulling back before pushing just a bit more. Then I did it again till I had all the toy I felt I could take.

My vagina was stretched. I felt a new fullness. A new level of pleasure. The only thing more I wanted was to feel Dennis on top of me. To feel him kissing me. To feel his thrusts. The dildo slowly worked its self with my guidance. Each thrust of the toy was another thrust from Dennis. It felt so good. My imagination adding another layer to this.

There was one more toy my friend said I needed to add to this and that was the vibrator with this bulbous vibrating head on it. She said the Magic Wand was magical. I held the dildo inside of myself as I picked up the other toy. I pushed the power button it roared to life. This was not just a vibrator, it was a small engine.

With one hand I worked the dildo, and with the other I laid the vibrator on to my clit. OH MY! The sensations shot through my body like I had just been connected to a car battery. I pushed the button trying to find a vibrating pattern that was not as intense. Pattern after pattern my body screamed for more and more.

“OH Dennis, fuck me!“ I said out loud. My brain was going a thousand miles with images of Dennis ravaging my body. It did not hold back in any of the imagination. It was pulling things in from what I had seen at the store, to the ordinary. Dennis was using my body. I wanted him to use my body. My mouth, my vagina, and even though I had never thought of it in the past even my ass was being ravaged. I held nothing back. Anything I could do to offer Dennis pleasure my brain provided.

My body exploded in orgasmic bliss. I took the Magic Wand off of my clit and just collapsed on the bed. My body glistened with sweat from this new workout. I could feel the wetness on the bedding from where I had been pumping myself with the dildo. It really did not matter at this point in time. My energy was gone. It was much more than a sex coma. There was no way I could move.

I laid there for the next fifteen minutes working to recollect any energy I could. I was finally able to reach for my phone. I looked at myself in the phone. My hair was a mess. I pulled the frame back just enough that one could see my cleavage, snapped a quick pic, and sent it to Dennis. “Wishing you was here ;)” I then scrolled down to my friend and sent a quick text off to her simply saying holly cow. She replied back with a smile.

I managed to roll out of bed. I had an old bathrobe nearby that I covered myself up with loosely. Making my way out to the kitchen I found my Ben and Jerry’s. Sitting down in the living room I picked up my phone and there was a text from Dennis. Once more he had sent an image of hisself. His hand wrapped around his thick hard penis. His body covered with his garment, but this time they were soaked, clinging to his body, the color of his body obscured, but visible. ”I want you!” He said.

The more Dennis and I teased like this the harder it would be. My body was waking up. It no longer seemed that I was destined to be walking to the nunnery. Instead I was going to become a born again sexual being. A woman who had needs and wants that would be fulfilled. My body was wanting to be stuffed. To be penetrated. To be filled. My road back was starting.

My wife and I are both active and hold callings in our ward. Despite that, this summer we publicly shed our clothes and religious expectation. 

We’d been planning our European trip for months—a chance to get away, just the two of us, and reconnect after the daily grind had worn our marriage down to routine. France was always on the itinerary, but there was one thing we kept circling back to in our late-night conversations: visiting a nude beach.

I'd spent weeks researching online, trying to get a sense of what to expect. Was it mixed company, or mostly men? Would it feel like a meat market, or something more relaxed? The internet gave me plenty of opinions and very little clarity. All I knew for sure was that topless sunbathing was common along the coast, the rest we'd have to discover ourselves.

Without a car, we ended up walking nearly a mile from the train station, the road narrowing the closer we got to the water until it felt like we were the only two people who knew this beach existed. Houses dotted the hillside, but there was no real foot traffic, just the quiet hush of a place that wanted to stay hidden.

When the rocky shoreline finally opened up in front of us, my worries dissolved. There were couples everywhere, women and men of every shape and age, laying out or wading into the surf without a trace of self-consciousness. It wasn't overtly sexual; it was something looser than that. Freedom, maybe.

We spread our towels and, still flushed from the hike, headed straight into the water. Neither of us was ready to strip down yet. I kept my shorts on and she kept her bikini. But the warm, glassy Mediterranean had a way of loosening things up fast.

We found each other in the shallows, kissing, her body pressed against mine while, over her shoulder, I could see bare skin scattered across the beach - women lying out, unbothered, golden in the sun. The sight of it, combined with the feel of her mouth on mine, had me harder than I'd been in months.

That current of arousal pulled us both further than we planned. I reached down and pushed her bikini top aside, freeing her breasts to the open air and the open beach. She didn't flinch, even knowing we could be seen. A few minutes later, she pulled the top off entirely and dropped it in my hand; I shed my shorts in turn. I carried our clothes back to the towels and swam back out to her, naked in front of strangers for the first time in my life. It was terrifying for about four seconds, and then it was just pure freedom, the water against skin that had never been bare in public before.

She'd made her way back to shore while I was still swimming, and when I finally came up the sand to join her, I found she'd taken off her bottoms too. She was reclined on her towel, propped up on her elbows, legs open just enough to leave nothing hidden.

She was stunning like that. She was unguarded, sun-warmed, clearly enjoying being seen. Later she'd tell me she loved it, that she wanted to know afterward if anyone had been looking.

We spent the rest of the afternoon like that, stretched out, people-watching, trading commentary under our breath. There were a few women with bodies that stopped me mid-sentence. And one man who, without question, had the most impressive cock I'd ever seen outside of a screen, thick enough to make me actually stare, though it hung soft and heavy rather than fully hard. I leaned over and joked to my wife that I should go ask him to get hard just so we could see what he'd look like at full size, and that he could use her as inspiration if he needed it. She laughed it off, but admitted, quieter, that the idea of someone getting hard just from looking at her did something for her.

By the time we made it back to the hotel that evening, we were both wound tight with everything we'd seen and felt. We fell into bed and into each other, trading confessions between kisses, what had turned us on, what we wanted to see again, who we couldn't stop thinking about. Every memory we shared out loud made the sex better, hungrier, until we both came hard, tangled together and laughing into each other's necks.

We haven't stopped talking about that beach since. We're already looking for the next one.

There are seven parts before this one:

Part 7

Part 6

Part 5

Part 4

Part 3

Part 2

Part 1

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The girls stayed a bit past dinner, but it was a rather early night for everyone. Allison and I said at dinner that we were going to take the weekend for us. Sunday was already church, but Saturday had no plans.

After the girls left Allison and I cuddled up on the sofa downstairs and she put on her favorite Disney movie, A Little Mermaid. The two of us cuddled in together. I held her tight, and just relaxed as she enjoyed the movie. I enjoyed just being with her. She felt so good in my arms.

The next day I woke up to the feeling of something warm and wet around my cock. As I rubbed the sleep from my eyes I was able to look down and see Allison having the biggest smile in the world. She had said yesterday she wanted her “ice cream,“ and now she was going to start the day with it. I tucked my hands back behind my head and just watched Allison enjoy herself.

”Brad, I love your cock so much. The girls are so jealous that I am getting to enjoy it.”

”I am just enjoying that you love it so much.” I felt her mouth going down my shaft. Her warm wet mouth enveloping my hard “iron rod.” It felt amazing. Her tongue swirling, and teasing my length. Slowly down and then back up. She was savoring my shaft like it was a fine piece of steak. “Allison I am the luckiest person. Ah god damn, that feels so good.”

Allison pulled off my cock and then gave my balls a little lick. “How did that feel?“ The girls said I needed to make sure to give our balls a little love too.”

”Just do what ever it is you want to do. I am not about to complain. You make me feel way too good.”

“You deserve it. You work so hard, and you treat me well. I want you to feel real good.”

I pulled Allison up to me. Her naked body laid on top of mine. Feeling her breasts against my chest was driving me crazy. My cock was pressing up against her wet virginal opening. I could feel her heat as she pushed just slightly back.

My head reached just slightly up to meet her tender lips. We kissed slowly, and with passion. This was not the kisses that said fuck me but the kisses that said I love you and cherish you.

Thankfully as we kissed she needed to pull herself up a bit. Her warm wet pussy moved just enough away from my cock that it took the temptation away for a moment. But feeling it there was driving my little brain crazy.

What might it feel like to actually have myself inside of Allison? My cock was going crazy. It wanted to penetrate her so badly. It wanted to feel her pussy walls clenching around its girth. I knew that was not right, and I fought those urges to the end. It was a hard fight but the big brain and heart were determined to win against the little brain.

I rolled Allison over and nibbled on her neck. She had these soft little moans that just made my cock even harder. She knew how to drive me wild. I moved down to her breasts. Suckling her left then her right nipple. She tasted so good. I loved feeling these little buds in my mouth. There really is nothing more relaxing than enjoying a woman’s breasts, but even more so is enjoying the breasts of the woman you truly love.

Allison ran her hands into my hair. “Brad, that feels so good,” she said as she gave another chorus of soft moans. I continued to give her breasts the love and care they needed.

Her moans drove a bit of wetness up my shaft and out my head. I could feel the precum building. My cock kept saying to me, “Let me climb in her.” I wanted to make love to her. I wanted to join with Allison and be one. It was getting harder and harder to fight back the urges.

Slowly I kissed down to her smooth mound. Little tender kisses on top of her smoothness. Tenderly down lower and lower over her lucious labia. My tongue sliding in between her lips. Swirling. Teasing. Sampling her honey from her sweet vagina. I just sucked in a bit of her inner lips tasting her. Playing with her. Allison moaned a bit louder.

Allison’s moans drove me to do more and more. My tongue swirled around her swollen clit. Sucking, flickering, and more moans! I took a finger and slowly pushed into her vagina. She was so warm and wet. My finger glistened from her honey. The more she moaned the more I teased her clit. The more she moaned the more my finger explored inside of her.

I moved and wiggled my finger all around inside of Allison. I found a spot towards the top of her vagina that had her moan even louder. “Don’t stop Brad don’t stop,” She said. Her moans deeper, and louder. Allison was moving her hips to try to meet my finger as I continued to wiggle it about inside of her.

The more I played with her pussy the harder my cock throbbed. It wanted her. I wanted her. I needed her. Her body was driving me crazy. I pushed a second finger into her. Once more teasing the top of her vaginal wall. My mouth sucking and teasing her swollen clit. I felt her grab onto my hair as her muscles clinched down my on my fingers. Allison exploded into bliss. Her orgasmic joy filled the room. I pulled back from her clit, and held my fingers inside as she rode her wave of excitement. I laid there between her legs with a big goofy grin on my face.

”What are you looking at?” She asked as she finally was able to regain her composure.

”Just looking at the woman I love.”

”Well don’t do that.”

”Why not?”

”I don’t know.”

I slid up next to her and held on to her. I gave her nose a little kiss. “Brad, I did not make you cum yet.”

”it is not about me it is about you.”

”But I want to make you cum!” With that Allison slid once more between her legs. My cock was well engorged. I watched as she opened wide to take my shaft into her mouth. It felt amazing. The only thing more amazing would be having my cock inside of her vagina. I closed my eyes and just thought of that.

My thick hard cock sliding in and out of Allison’s pussy. What an amazing feel it would be. The more that Allison went up and down on me the closer she got me. My little head had me thinking of sending my sperm deep inside of Allison. The thought of my cum coating her cervix. My sperm racing into her womb looking for that egg. The idea of fertilizing her egg and making a new human. ”I am going to cum!” She sucked and worked harder with my announcement.

Allison had me firing my cannon into her mouth. I knew it was going to be a monumental load. I opened my eyes and watched. Allison was holding the tip of my cock in her mouth as rope after rope filled her mouth. She swallowed, but there was more. She swallowed once more as my cock had stopped firing. She pulled her hand from the base of my cock up making sure she drained every last drip of the salty treat I had delivered.

The two of us laid there on the bed snuggling. It was a joyful bliss knowing I had just given Allison so much pleasure. Her head rested on my chest. The two of us curled up nude with one another. Our shared warmth keeping our glow intertwined. We could not help falling back asleep like that.

A couple hours later Allison’s phone buzzed. It was the group chat with the girls. She picked up the phone, gave it a quick read, and then snapped a pic of the two of us and sent it to them. There was a few more buzzes, but Allison just ignored them for the moment in time. “They will be jealous, but they know you are mine. Does not mean they will not tease me and say things.”

”As long as you are o’kay with it.“

”I am with that. Just not sure about the teasing they say about actually wanting you. I mean I am kind of flattered that they think you are hot, but I just don’t know.”

”Well, the boundaries have not been there. A lot has happened, and that is the problem with ‘crazy nights.’ It seems like a bunch of fun, you cross over, and then you just cannot take it back. I had a good conversation with Lisa last night. She talked about how all of you have agreed to share, and then on top of that the four of you have been exploring with each other.”

”I know. It all goes against everything I have ever been told. But damn it it feels so good, and the girls are all just amazing. We talked how what we were doing does not define us as gay or something. Everyone was just having fun, or like me curious.“

”Right and then there was Truth or Dare night.”

”I still cannot believe what happened.”

”I know. What in the world did you do.”

Allison turned a shade of red, “Don’t remind me. Me and your cock.“

”Yeah, you showed me off, and now look.”

“Yeah, the other three want your penis like there is no other penises out there.”

“Well, I guess if they want it…”

”Wait a minute there mister! That is my penis.”

”Oh, you own it now.”

“Well I don’t own it, but I want it.”

”Your friends want it too.”

”Again, don’t remind me. Cynthia was saying that her parents don’t realize that she knows this, but they apparently have ‘friends’ that they both ‘do things’ with. She said she came home one day and her mom’s friend was just leaving but he was getting dressed and her mom was in the shower. The girls were like Brad could be ‘our friend!’”

”Seems like a plan.”

”Oh, they want it to be a plan. Lisa talks a good game, but she is like me, a virgin. The other two have had sex. All three of them had fooled around so they knew a bunch more than me. I think I have just been making up for the lost time.”

“Allison, you don’t have to make up for anything.”

“I just don’t want you to be disappointed. I want to please you.”

”You do please me, and it is not just please, you PLEASE me. If ya get what I mean.”

The girls sent a sad looking face to Allison. “See, this is what I get. They want you just for your penis. I would hate for something to happen and I lose you, or even lose them. They all need to get their own penis.”

”and maybe then they will then all eight of the group can be friends.”

”I don’t know if I would want a different penis, but I will admit I do like just us girls. It is different. I like you and I, and I want you and I, but there is also just something being with the three of them.”

“I want you and I too. I want you to be happy as well. I don’t think you will find an answer right now. Let’s shower, and get out of the house.”

Allison and I took a nice shower together. We kissed, and enjoyed the warm spray from the shower head. I was able to wash her back and she washed mine. After the shower Allison wanted my help in picking out what to wear. She picked out three out fits. I picked the sundress. Normally she would have a white t-shirt under it, but today she decided to be a bit brazen for herself and left her modesty behind.

By the time we were both ready it was about 11. We decided we would drive out of the immediate area and pick up some lunch, and then just drive around and see what was out there. Allison sat close to me as we drove. We managed to find a little hole in the wall lunch counter and took a couple sandwiches and drinks to go. I drove and ate as we just enjoyed one another.

The conversation flowed as we talked about many things. Allison had made up her mind and was going to study to be a dental hygienist. She had already put in the application for the school, and figured she would be able to start in the spring. In the meantime, she was going to start working at a daycare once the schools started back up.

Occasionally the girls would text into the conversation and we would talk a bit more about them, her, and I. Allison was really comfortable with the three and enjoyed the crazy with them. She confessed that she would be sad if she lost that connection and openness with them. Her biggest conflict was when I was in the picture. I looked over at Allison and I said to her, “Look, no sense in not knowing anything. Lay it all out there with them. What is it that they want, and what is that you don’t want. But you need to decide before then are you willing to share me or not share me?”

Allison sat next to me for the next ten minutes and said nothing. After she had some time to think about things she turned to me and said, “What do you want?” That was a hard question. The three girls were all very attractive. I had thought about the idea and debated with a couple guys at work if we were really to have just one partner. I saw my parents and others in the church. Many seemed happy but you also knew that so and so was talking to so and so and that usually meant that they were doing much more than helping to fix the fence. Don’t get me wrong I don’t think my parents ever cheated and they were great role models, but dad does have more “business trips“ than he once did, and mom has a few more meetings that she once did…

I looked Allison in the eye and said, “I am game for whatever you decide you want and or willing to do. I know this. I know I love you, and you are the one I want to be with. I also know that there is a big question about monogamy and sex. I have had sex, but I have never made love to a person. Fucking sure feels good, but what I did with you this morning was a whole different feeling.”

”So when you are with me it is different? Like you would enjoy it if it was Lisa, right? But it would just be sex. But if you were in me you would be making love?”

”Yeah, that is how I would see it. The connection I have with you is special. It is something I just cannot put words fully to.”

”Do you want to have sex with the girls?”

”I would not go out of my way to make it happen. They are all cute and adorable, but they are not you.”

”But would you?”

”If you and I were not you and I right this moment, then yes, I would have sex with them. But you and I are you and I and as such…”

”No, I get it!” Allison leaned into me and kissed me. “So when are you going to talk to my dad?” She looked at me with a very evil grin and smiled.

I looked back at Allison and said, “Well it will not be next week. There is one more week before they get back from vacation. One more week were you can have a ‘crazy night.’ Who knows what will happen after that week. Guess you just have to wait and see if I do or don’t talk to him.”

Allison gave my arm a good smack. “Bradley middle name last name don’t you dare tease and yank my chain. If you plan to or don’t plan to you best let me know. Especially if you don’t plan to, and if that is the case I will cut your very small penis off!”

”Is that so?”

”That is. I would like to think you are not just kissing me to get with my friends!”

”Never. Allison Elizabeth, I love you!”

T caught Carly's nipple between her teeth and moved her hair so I could see what she was doing. She grated her teeth over the nub like I often did to her. Carly moaned and put her hand on the back of T's head, holding her tighter. This continued, with T rotating between both of Carly's breasts until Deb called time.

I was hard as a rock. I looked around. Deb looked on with pure lust. Adam was rubbing his hard cock through his pants. Carly panted and looked close to orgasm. T smiled and said "Wow.". " Wow is right, replied Carly.

" Your turn, " Deb said pushing the dice to Adam. He rolled the first two dice. Squeeze genitals. The third dice said everyone. " Stand up" ordered Deb before the moment sank in. Dumbstruck, Adam obeyed his girlfriend. Deb pulled down his pants and boxers. She took his hard cock in her hand, turned over the timer and said, " the dice said

T and Carly quickly joined in rubbing his balls and the head of his dick while Deb stroked him. "Do you dare? " T asked looking at me. Deb kissed Adam and said, " Do you mind? ". " No. " Adam moaned. Not one to turn down a dare, I reached out and started to rub Adam's balls. " No, no, "said T. She took my hand moved it to Deb's hand so I was stroking Adam with his girlfriend while Carly and my wife rubbed his balls. The timer went off.

Deb rolled next. It said squeeze breasts, but none. Deb took off her shirt and bra, and started to rub her breast for us. " That's hot," said T. " Roll the dice," my wife told me.

I rolled suck genitals. T started to lick her lips when the third dice said across. I looked nervously at T. She just smiled had me stand up and pulled down my pants and boxers. "All yours Carly," T announced. Carly slid over to me and started to give me an amazing blow job. She over my cock with her mouth like a pro untiil T called time.

"I don't think I can handle another round," Deb said. " I need Adam to screw me right now."

We all agreed. Deb and Adam finished stripping. He climbed on top of her, missionary style and started to screw her. They were both moaning. T took off her pants and climbed on me she started to screw me. Carly stripped off her clothes and started to rub herself. T controlled the pace, she rubbed her clit until she came, then climbed off. "You watched me screw J once. I want to watch you screw Carly.".

Carly climbed on top of me and started to ride me while her and T kissed. Across the room from us, Adam finished inside Deb. After a minute or so, I said I was close. "Do not cum in her," T ordered. Carly climbed off me and T stroked me until I came all over my stomach.

We cleaned up and the others left with kisses and hugs. After that night, T, Deb, Adam and I played with the dice three more times as a foursome.

For reference of names and mentioned events please read my other stories about myself and my wife T. About six months after our trip with Deb to St George a fascinating event took place. T and I were inactive at the time. Deb was dating a cook at the restaurant we worked at named Adam. I had moved into management and received as a bonus substantial gift cards to the Gastrony restaurants in SLC. T and I chose the Market Street Grill. We invited Deb, Adam, and another coworker, Carly.

We were early for our reservation, so we went and walked around Crossroads Mall. In a game store, I think it was on the third floor, T found a set of love dice. We had never seen these before and were open to playing. After dinner, at which Carly convinced T to drink for her first time, the five of us ended up in Orem at our apartment. T suggested we play with the dice and everyone agreed. Deb and Adam were sexually active and members. Carly was not a member and single at the time.

There were four dice, time, body part, action, who does it to the roller. The time dice had 1, 2, 5, 10, 20, and 30 seconds. The women decided not to use this dice and use a 90 second game timer we had instead. The body part options were hand, neck, lips, ear, breasts, and. Genitals. The actions were kiss, bite, suck, lick, eat, squeeze. The person was your right, left, across, your choice, everyone, no one. To up the stakes we decided that if you roll none, then you had to remove an article of clothing. We sat in a circle; T on my left, to my right Deb, Adam, and Carly. We spread out so Adam and T were across from each other and I was across from Carly.

T rolled first. The dice stopped on left (me) , suck ear. I gladly did. Carly rolled no one and took off her shoes. Adam rolled for and had Deb squeezing his breasts( nipples). We decided that if the body part was covered with clothes, you needed to expose it for everyone.

Deb rolled and I had to suck on her neck, leaving a small hicky. I was slightly annoyed by this but agreed it was part of the game. I rolled no one and removed my shoes.

T rolled across and said "alls fair" as she kissed Adam for the 90 seconds. I found this hot, remembering our time with J. Carly rolled and it land on T sucking her breasts. We said no same sex stuff, unless both parties were comfortable. Carly said she was good with it. I think the alcohol played a roll, but T also agreed. Carly took off her shirt and bra and T went to work sucking on her nipples... To be continued

I had gotten divorced several years ago. My child’s father and I had married young, and we had gotten pregnant rather quickly. Having a baby, being newlyweds, and not having much money really complicated things. I had to focus on our baby. He had to work. There really was no time for us, and there was no money to be able to occasionally have a nice night out.

Honestly, I did my best to be a mom, and a wife. It is really hard trying to be both at the same time in a young marriage. My husband eventually started to stray. He would come home late, the signs were there. I went through the emotions and blamed myself and tried to do more to bring his attention back to me, but in the end the effort was valid, but it was not worth it.

He and I separated, and divorced. My ex stayed close and we had a good co-parenting relationship, but that was all. If I am being honest I am thankful that is all it was. I talked to some of the other ladies and they had fallen and gone back to their ex at times when they felt they needed something. What I needed was for my child to be healthy, develop normally, and work to become an amazing young person. Needless to say several of the years after my divorce were spent being a mom.

I had not dated. Had not even considered the idea. I was working hard trying to make sure we had the money we needed. I worked hard to make sure my child had opportunities. There was not the time to go out. Some of my friends from time to time early on had tried to set me up, but I would always turn them down. Eventually the efforts became less and less.

Don’t get me wrong I did miss having a connection with another human. There were the occasional urges. A good shower and some extra batteries and I would usually be good for a few more months. It was probably better than anything a man might be able to provide.

Things however would eventually change. My child would get older. They would start to be a bit more independent. Believe it or not they were the one to say to me that I needed to do something for me.

I laughed it off. I laughed it off initially, but I started to ponder. Look. I even allowed myself to kind of consider a bit. The more I started to ponder and consider the more I could really feel my body start to activate.

The more my body wanted to activate the more my head wanted to try and stop it, “No body will want you, You are not good looking enough, or if nobody wanted you then why would they want you now.” It was a real struggle. I would have the high and feel like I was on my way back to being a woman. My pussy would get excited, I could feel it in my breasts, and I was wanting to masturbate more. I even allowed myself to order a new toy online. But as I would start to play and feel that sexual energy I would feel a bit of shame, guilt, and once more be back in my head.

I was at the stake center waiting for my child to get done with an activity. It was a beautiful day and several of the parents were standing out and about enjoying the sun, the warm crisp air of spring, and listening to the songbirds in the tree. There was a dad standing over by the door talking to a couple. I recognized the couple from another ward, but did not recognize the dad.

The dad looked amazing, but in this world I am sure he was married as that was really the culture of this church. The dad was tall. Anybody was taller than me as I was only 5’3”. I had long strawberry hair that flowed over my shoulders. Everyone always said I had an amazing smile. I only had my child, but my body had changed with having my kid. My hips had gotten a bit wider, and spending my time chasing their activities I had added a little weight. I was not by any means fat, but I was not that skinny athletic girl that you always envisioned attracting the guys.

The kids started to come out of the building. My kid was walking with somebody new. The two stopped at the dad that I had put my eyes on. I am sure I was turning a little red just from that. My kid had walked up to me and was asking if he could join the other kid and his dad when the dad and kid walked over to us.

”Hi, I am Dennis.” Damn he was amazing. He was tall, probably a good foot above me. His shoulders were broad, his arms muscular, and his face friendly, but yet rugged.

I smiled back, reached out my hand and said, “Hi, I am Jennifer.”

”The kids wanted to get lunch. Why don’t you join us. There is a Chipotle just down the road.” I should have said no. I should have said to my kid that we had something to do and then came up with something for us to do. But my vagina was saying, “Damn Jen, look at him!” I could feel myself starting to be a little tingly.

I am sure I had a bit of a school girl laugh, but I said sure, I would love to have the two of us join the two of you. My kid walked over to my car, and I watched Dennis and his kid walk over to his car. My eyes watched as his butt trailed away from me.

”Mom, lets go! I am hungry.” The sound of my kid snapped me back to the reality. If anybody had been watching I am sure they saw my lustful eyes and body stand still as the man walked away.

The Chipotle was close by. My kid told me a bit about the activity. I tried to listen but all I could do was think about that human I had just been putting eyes on. I would nod, and ask a brief question. I wanted to hear what my child was saying, but my body wanted something very different. This was the first time in years that the physical me was really awake.

The four of us met up inside the store. The boys were in front of us and ordered, then me, and then the man. He had placed in this order and I had not really thought about it. When I got up to the register he directed me to go with the boys and help find a good place for all to sit as he had the bill.

The boys did not want to seen with us adults so I found a spot that allowed them to be just off to the side. Dennis brought the trays of food over, and then went and got us drinks. How sweet, and at the same time wow. What a gentleman taking care of me like this.

Dennis and I talked as we ate. He and his kid had moved into our stake recently. His wife had died a few years ago, and he was moving to be closer to family so they might be able to help out a bit. He had been traveling for work a good deal recently and the family help was needed. He commented that he was glad to see the kids getting along, and having fun.

The kids came over to the table and asked if they might be able to go back to Dennis’s place. Dennis looked over at me, “I can take them back with me, and we can meet back here, or you could come over and join us for dinner. Totally up to you.” I looked at my kid. It was heart warming seeing them making a new friend. I said it was ok to go, and even said I would love to join them for dinner.

What was I thinking? Was that forward of him, or was that forward of me? I did not know what was going on. I was not thinking. I know the way that guys are driven by the small brain between their legs. Let me tell you that the warm wet feeling between my legs was leading me.

Dennis and the boys drove off in his maroon Camry. I got back into my late model Jetta and drove back to my house. Before I had driven home Dennis and I exchanged numbers and addresses. He said he would text when he got home and had a better idea as to when he might have dinner ready.

I had just gotten home, walked into my bedroom, put down my purse and was in the process of getting ready for a shower when I got the text letting me know that they had gotten home, and that he would have dinner ready at 6:30. Dennis also sent a selfie of him, standing in front of his house, “Just wanted to give ya a pic so you knew where we were.”

That pic was more than I needed. I had already taken off my shirt. I had pushed down my shorts. Reaching behind me I unclasped my bra letting the straps slide forward the material separated from my C-cup breasts. My nipples grew harder from the cool air in the room. My panties were already wet as my brain had been thinking of so many different things as I had driven home.

Now I had this selfie. This handsome face. A rugged face that was full of kindness. Strength, but gentle. My head started to feel his arms wrapping around my body. I could just about smell him as my brain felt him. I was becoming putty just thinking about this. My right hand cupped my breasts and gently squeezed. It was his hand, not mine. It was his strength feeling my smooth skin. His fingers rolling and pinching my sensitive big eraser nipples.

My eyes were closed. All I could do was think about this man and what his body might be like. I went back over the image in my head slowly undressing him. Feeling how strong he was. helping him slowly step out of his jeans, Then his polo. Caressing his muscles and just falling for that manly form.

Then I helped him take off his garments. I imagined him with a hairy chest. Running my fingers through his chest. Feeling his heart beat as I ran my fingers over his strong muscular chest. Eventually pushing my hands down and pulling the garment bottoms off of him. His hard erect penis sprung from the confines. His big white cock. It was thick. It was big. It was going to be mine.

My fingers parted my labia. My fingers were not mine, they were his. His manly fingers played with my clit. My fingers betrayed me as my head continued to see him. His teasing. His warmth. He was penetrating my wet vagina with one finger as he continued to tease my clit, then a second one plunging into my warm wet vagina. His fingers making me feel full.

He pulled his fingers from my body and slowly licked each finger. “Jennifer you are amazing,“ I heard him say in my head as my fingers went once more back down to my vagina, but this time it was not his fingers penetrating me it was his huge penis. Slowly parting my lips. Slowly I could feel his thickness. He was pushing my walls in a way that they had not been pushed in such a long time. I had never had something so large inside of me like this before.

My body felt full. I had no idea how I was taking him. My fingers slowly moved back and forth as I rubbed my clit. All I could think about was this man taking me. I really wanted this more than I had wanted anything in such a long time. When I say I wanted this it was not a junior high girl with a crush. It was an actual physical need. I was attracted to this man. My body was waking up. It was saying, “Jennifer, you have needs and this is the man to fulfill those needs.”

I had cum, but my fingers were not ready to stop. They kept the pressure on my clit. Two fingers had become three and four. My thumb kept the pressure, but fingers kept moving in and out. He was slowly filling my void with his cock.

I wanted him. I wanted him to erupt inside of me. I wanted to I feel his warmth gush. That feeling as he ejaculates sending his seed up against my cervix. Past my opening, and into my womb. His sperm looking to find an egg. That union of sperm and egg making the two of us one as he seed grows in my belling.

My head just kept thinking about this, Dennis ejaculating and giving me his cum. His cum claiming my body. How warm it would feel. How great it would feel. His thickness pressing against my walls. His penis moving back and forth providing me pleasure as my walls pleasured him.

I could not hold back any more as I climaxed for the second time. My walls clasping down on his member. Massaging his shaft. My moans filling the once silent space in the bedroom. For once I was thankful to be alone for if somebody would have been around there would have been way too much explaining to have been done.

My body was tired. I collapsed there on the bed unable to move as I felt his hardness slip from my vagina. His body rolling to the side, but holding me tight. I closed my eyes for just a moment. The phone buzzed. It was Dennis asking if I could pick up some dessert. I looked at the time. I had an hour before I needed to leave if I was not stopping at the store.

I really did collapse. My body had not had a workout like that in a very long time. I had a nap that was amazing. Post-sex naps can really be something, but now I needed to get myself going, and quickly.

Quickly was also the problem. This was not a sweatpants kind of dinner. I needed to make sure I looked AMAZING. I stressed about what I had in the closet. There was no time to check with my friends. I picked out a dress that I knew was cute, showers quickly, and took my time making sure I looked perfect! One final look and I was off to dinner. Hopefully my brain was not playing games with me. Hopefully Dennis would see more than a mom. It was now or never for me to get back in the game.

Dinner with Dennis and the boys was more enjoyable than I had considered. My nerves were sky high, but seeing him brought down the anxiety. He provided a level of comfort that I had not been accustomed to. Dennis did everything in his power to make me feel comfortable. He got up and got the drinks. He took care of the table. He took care of the food. I was a guest in his house and he treated me like royalty.

The drive over to Dennis’s house was not as long as I expected. The house was more of a little farm. They had a couple of pigs, a couple of cows, and some chickens. When I got there the boys were out having some fun chasing and being chased by the rooster. Dennis was really modest about the place. It was more than I had. The pool and hot tub would have been nice additions at my place if there had been the room and the money for that

Dennis knew how to keep a conversation flowing, and most importantly how to not make it just focused on himself. The hard part during all of this was I knew I wanted to get to know him, I was not sure what his intentions were at all. Thankfully he made it a bit more clear at the end. Dennis walked me out to my car. My kid had gotten in the car and the doors were closed. That is when Dennis asked, “Do you think I might be able to call on you again?” I gave him a shy hesitation and then told him that I would like that.

The next couple of weeks we texted back and forth. Dennis was busy with his job, and was out of state during that time. It was nice that he always took a moment to say good morning or good night. He shared his day with little pics here and there. Sometimes it was something he was eating, or a view, or best of all it was him. I always made sure to let him know that I loved and appreciated when it was him. The heart emoji was getting well overused on my end. It was also nice that Dennis was not bringing up sex.

My head was doing its best to reawaken me. Every time I got a new pic of Dennis my brain said, “Hot stuff.” My vagina would quiver just a bit, and I would feel that warmth and wetness that I had not felt in years. I had gone from occasionally masturbating, to frequently masturbating. My fingers had become Dennis’s cock in my head. I would lay in bed, or stand in the shower with the latest selfie stuck in my head. My brain would take me places and would pretend that it was him filling me. That it was Dennis making me moan. It really had been a long time since I had felt anything like this.

I had a lunch date with some of my girlfriends that are not in the church. I had a good balance. I was this group’s conservative voice, and I lived my years being a “nun”vicariously through them. We would get together every couple of months, have lunch, and share stories. Some of the ladies in the group had some wild streaks to them. They had been married, a couple a few times, and one was married in name only.

They would say the wildest things and I would sit there, turn red, and tell them they really should be more careful. I would have them give me that look that said, “Jen, come join us! Live a bit of the wild side.” I had thought about it a couple of times. I had wanted to find myself a nice church guy, get back to the temple as a husband and wife and be sealed to my new spouse. Every time I was about to say yes to the ladies I would get pulled back.

The ladies would go off and have their adventure. I am getting a bit red in the face just thinking about the things they have done. A couple of them have gone to these adult only resorts. They come back and tell us all about the different people they met. The intimate details of the people they have met. Another of my friends, after watching Fifty Shades of Grey decided she wanted to experience it. She went to this hotel take over. Holy cow! Then she tried to convince me that I should go with her. She said that allowing herself to submit freely was so freeing, and at the same time so rewarding.

Today at lunch I spoke up. I told the ladies about “my man.” I told them about how I was actually enjoying myself. I blushed hard sharing the little pieces I did share. It was good to be able to share. All of them were supportive and encouraging. Instead of being shamed for masturbating they encouraged me. One of the ladies said that it was natural and that more of us should really think about self care than what we do. It was embarrassing opening up, but it was amazing to just feel supported and loved by the group. I knew that if I had shared this with my church friends I would have been made to feel dirty and shamed for what I had been doing.

That night Dennis and I had a virtual date planned. About thirty minutes before our date Dennis called. “Hey Jen, I am sorry, work is crazy, and I am going to have to cancel,” he said. I understood. We at least got a few minutes to talk. He was really stressed and said that the deadline was tomorrow at 5 and they had to go back and redo a bunch of stuff. I did understand and I assured him that I understood. Dennis was more than apologetic about the whole thing. “Just know that I was looking forward to a bit of us time!” Just hearing him say that melted me a way I never could have expected.

Dennis checked in a couple times that night. He was going to be late and he made sure I knew that by no means did I need to stay up and wait on him as he could not even give me a time when he was going to make it back to his hotel.

My child was at his dad’s for the night so I was a bit disappointed to not have the date night, but I made the best of it. I had taken a nice hot shower. The shower was longer than normal as I took some time for me. The girls had always talked about how they would go to the spa and get a wax. I was not ready to dive headfirst like that, but I did decide to clean up my pubic hair a bit.

I know some of the ladies out there in other circles I am in would totally frown and disparage this. I even questioned it. Why, was hair not natural? Why would anybody want a woman looking like this? I read up a bit before I took this small jump. I was just going to shave the sides of my labia and leave some of my strawberry blonde hairs on top.

A new razor, some scissors, and a good shave cream were all part of my tools. Before I got in the shower I took the little plastic comb and the scissors and trimmed up my pubic hair. If I chickened out it would still be o’kay. I had my bush still, and it would all grow back. I had a nice pile of hair on the floor. I swept it up and slid it into the trash can.

Reaching into the shower I turned on the water. I let the hot water run over my body relaxing me as I ran over my checklist not once, but twice. I had put my phone up on the shower wall were I could look up and see a selfie of Dennis I had put on the screen. As I stood there I just imagined his arms around me. His strength holding me tight. His hands soaping my body. His fingers pulling the sensitive skin of my labia tight and running the razor over me.

When I finally got out of the shower I had the chance to really give myself a look. I stood there in the mirror looking at my body. This little change actually made me feel sexier. I did something because I wanted to change it. It was my choice. It felt good about it. I really did like the look. I wrapped myself in my towel and went to the kitchen, and got myself some dessert - Ben and Jerry’s never disappoints, and sat down just enjoying my sweet treat that had bit of salty pretzel in it creating a nice balance.

The girls from lunch had talked about in the past how they would feel empowered by their nudity. They would not hide but would be proud of their body.

The house was empty, it was just me so I took the towel off and decided this was my night. I went back to the bedroom. Normally I would have a t-shirt, pajama pants, and slippers at the ready. Not tonight. I had my selfies of Dennis and I had my bed.

I curled up on my bed. My brain flipped through the selfies. I did not even need my phone. I laid there enjoying each image of him as my left hand softly petted my soft smooth labia. Slowly stroking feeling the smooth skin against the tips of my fingers. The soft caresses felt amazing, and I know I was glowing. All I could was think of Dennis. Wishing he was here, now, lying next to me.

I don’t know what really convinced me to be so bold but I picked up my phone, crossed my right arm over my breasts, and smiled! I had never in my life ever taken a picture like that. What was even more shocking was that before I could even talk myself out of doing anything more I had sent it to Dennis. At some point Dennis was going to open his phone and find a picture of me, topless, my arm hiding what it could of my C-cup breasts, and having the biggest smile in the world. I followed the selfie up with the words, “I miss you!”

I had just broken a wall that I did not know needed breaking. I had a brief moment of remorse, but then I remembered one of the girls from the lunch bunch had said once better to find out sooner rather than later if they are really into ya. I guess I was going to find out how much Dennis was into me. After that brief moment of shock, concern, and embarrassment I let myself embrace it. Dennis was either going to like what he saw, or he was going to run screaming. Either way I was going to put my phone down and wait till tomorrow to find out what his reaction was going to be.

The next day I woke up. I looked over at my phone. I wanted to pick it up. I wanted to see what Dennis had to say, but at the same time I wanted to just leave It there. If it was bad I did not want to know. But what if it was good I wanted desperately to know it was good. I found a t-shirt and pulled it over my naked body. My nipples poked through the thin material. Since meeting Dennis my nipples had been getting more and more sensitive. I found that the more I masturbated and touched my whole body the stronger my climax was.

I walked out of the bedroom and went to the kitchen and made some toast. I walked back up to the bedroom and closed my eyes. I reached for my phone. I opened my eyes and looked at the screen. There was a message from Dennis. Please let it be positive. I clicked on his name. He had sent a selfie.

Dennis was in his garment bottoms. He was gripping his hard cock. I could see from the image that he was very thick. There was a bit of wetness at the tip of his rigid member that was being hidden by the white material. He added, “This is for you!” Damn him!

Just looking at that selfie made me want him even more. I wanted to feel him. I wanted to pull those garments off of Dennis and let his monster penis free. I wanted to feel him pushing my walls. Filling me. I wanted to feel that gush of warmth as his orgasm filled my vagina. His self while not displaying its full glory was providing enough to have my brain start to go into overdrive.

We should not have sex. He and I were both members of the church. We knew what we had been taught. But it had been YEARS since I had felt anything like this. Now I wanted it. It was not just a want, but it was a need. I needed to feel Dennis. I needed to feel him in my hands, in my mouth, and in my vagina.

I could feel the wetness dripping from me and running down my leg. I also knew I needed to get dressed so I would not be late to work, but all I could do was think of him as I looked at that selfie of his covered cock.

If he was here I would bent over this bed. I would let him take me. I would give my vagina to him so he could let some of his stress go. His thrusts. His moans. I knew they would be for me. It was my body turning him on and in return he would use me and fill me with his seed.

There was a real temptation to call in to work and tell them I was going to be late. The primal urges I was experiencing screamed at me to do it. My child was going to be home tonight and I would not have the extra freedom like I had last night. It was a struggle, but int he end I knew what was right. I had to choose the right. I fought the temptations and got myself dressed and went to work.

Work was not easy as my attention was on Dennis. A couple coworkers walked past during the day and commented that I looked really happy. I was! I had Dennis, in my head at least. I had the wetness between my legs reminding me that I was actually human and had desires. I had a brain that was taking some of the stories from lunch and putting he and I into them. I got nothing done at work, but I did Dennis more times during that 8 hours than was probably possible. Thankfully Dennis would be home soon, and hopefully we could have a real date.

After my divorce and even the several months proceeding the divorce I started to chat on line. yahoo chats and a few other sites. I found an LDS chat site, not affiliated with the church but sort of held to the church standards....except in private messages. I didn't really get into the sexual talk at first and then entered gradually.

I chatted with both men and women and found out I was not alone in my situation. a few I met there are still friends and we meet occasionally. I got several dates from that site. One lady I chatted with for several months with a lot of talking around the subject of sex, until one evening we were talking and it just turned explicit, likes dislikes and so forth. She loved to give blow jobs. then then next Friday evening we were chatting and talking blow jobs again and I challenged her to give me one. She lived south of SLC and I lived a few hours north at the time. So we decided we would meet in SLC, ended the conversation and I got into my pickup and drove down and met her at a restaurant that is no longer there near the SLC Temple. we had a nice desert and conversation (non sexual), I looked her over and noticed the eyes and the blouse she was wearing. By this time it was about 2 AM and I out of the clear blue asked her if she was up for a challenge and she said sure. So we paid our bill, got in the pickup and drove around while she played with me and I her. Driving down State Street around 45th So is when she had her first orgasm. My cock was out and she was intermittingly playing with it and licking it.

I found a parking lot and pulled in and parked, her blouse was undone and tits out of her bra, and pants undone. I had pulled my pants down and my cock was out. she bent over the small console in the pickup and started to give me a fantastic blow job. As I was getting ready to cum I told her and she did a mouthful mumble and I shot my load in her mouth. she took it all and sucked me dry. when she was done she looked up at me and gave me a big kiss. we got all straightened up and I drove her back to her car, walked her there and gave her a good night kiss. a bit of irony is that on the way back to the restaurant we talked about her daughter being out on a mission and my son being out on a mission. we exchanged phone numbers and promised to meet again.

Over the course of the next few weeks we chatted a lot and talked on the phone. I didn't have any romantic feelings toward her but considered her more of what is now called a FWB.

We decided that a few weekends later I would take her to dinner to Wendover, so I picked her up at a shopping mall parking lot and we took off. had a great conversation headed west. I pulled off at Tooele to get something to drink (soda) for the two of us and took off again. Once we hit the interstate I reached over and put my hand on leg and I felt her relax. her hand immediately went over to mine. It was dark outside so no one should see in, however trucks can always see. it did not take me long to move up and start to fondle her and she unbutton her blouse and slide her bra down exposing her luscious tits for me to fondle. her nipples were very hard. she unzipped muy pants and pulled my cock out, I was fondling her tits and she had her head back and eyes closed. I then moved down and slipped my hand inside her pants and she let go of me and unsnapped them and slide them down. If found her wet pussy and started to rub her clit and run my fingers up and down her lips. she was moaning and layed the seat back. she slipped her pants almost completely off. I had a very hard time focusing on driving and eventually just let her go and she took over and brought herself to a very strong orgasm, moaning bucking, I was so damn horny at this point cock otu hard, precum. she looked over at me and smiled and I thought that was it, but she just layed there pants down, tits out. I had a blanket in the back seat and she reached over and got it and covered up a little. I reached over and felt her pussy. sooooo wet, as I touched her pussy she shivered and moaned again so I took that as a signal to continue.

she started to fondle her tits while I fingered her and rubbed her pussy, and eventually she let out a gutteral moan and shuddered and raised and had another orgasm. I could tell she had pussy juices on her inner thigh. I can't imagine what the seat she was in looked like.

She pulled the blanket up again and looked at me and smiled and we made small talk. for a bit. she told me she wanted to give me a blow job and reached over the console again but with the steering wheel she could not complete it and there was no place close to pullover.

I asked if her she thought she might have another orgasm in her and she said lets try and she dropped the blanket and Is tarted to finger her and she pushed my hand away, so i started to fondle her tits, it did not take long for her to have another very strong orgasm. we were getting close to Wendover so she got all put back together.

We had a great prime rib buffet there and played the slots and just relaxed and chatted,

it was about 1 AM at this time and decided it was time to head back. long story short, once we got on the interstate she totally took off her clothes and had 4 more orgasms on the way home and even had a few honks from the truck drivers. we did pull over and she sucked me dry again.

The next day my fingers were so sore from fingering her but very happy. She never got dressed when we got into SLC, rather when I dropped her off at her car, she grabbed her clothes, gave me a nice juicy kiss and then streaked to her car. of course I had her view blocked with my pickup.

On the way home after dropping her off, she called me and told me she was so horny and she had to pull over to have another orgasm.

what a night to remember.

about 90% or more of this is true, can you find the embellishment?

There are six parts before this one:

Part 6

Part 5

Part 4

Part 3

Part 2

Part 1

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I got to work, and was changing in the back of my work truck when there was a knock on the door. It was George. “Dude, I have not had the chance to clean your truck yet. But what the fuck was that last night?” I gave him a look. “No I want her, I am into her. She is crazy.“ I gave that all knowing smile back as I got my pants pulled up. I told George I needed to head out to get on my calls, but that the truck best be cleaned soon. He told me not to worry. We both had a quick laugh, and moved on to our day.

I got down the road and pulled in to the gas station that we could use. There was a couple of our trucks in front of me so I picked up the phone, sent a quick good morning to Allison, and then started to scroll up through her texts from last night. Holy “crazy night!” The girls are liberated, crazy, free spirited, and love to share. One more truck to go. If it had been a group of guys in some of those pictures there sure would be some negative name calling going on. Girls just seem to be a lot more playful with each other from my observations. Since it is my observations I could also be wrong.

It was my turn to get out and fill up the truck. I took my phone with me so that if Allison did respond I would have the chance to catch her then, rather than later. The pump was about just about done when I felt the vibration. It was Allison. She had a sheet pulled up and tucked around her chest, she was smiling. I could see one of the girls next to her sound asleep. She quietly said good morning and did a quick circle around the room. All of the girls were still asleep and in a pile here or there. You could make out some clothes and some empty bottles. With that evidence, and what was sent to me I kind of figured that Allison and I should probably take the next day a bit easy. I know I would enjoy a lazy pool day and tomorrow would be perfect as I had a day off from work.

The day went. Today I was making scheduled service calls. There were several repairs that needed to be addressed from all the emergency work that had been done to just try and get people some cool air. It was still hot. The devil had to be walking amongst as hot as it was. Allison and I had some brief texts. Her and the girls were showering, heading back, and were going to relax and recover around the pool. I offered to cook diner when I got back but they had to get the food. I texted over a shopping list, and went back to focusing on my day.

Allison was cute all day. Sending me little updates, telling me she loved me. I could not help but send back little messages letting her know that I loved her too. I was really looking forward to getting back. Giving her a hug, and making dinner for everyone.

I got back to the yard, restocked the work truck, and jumped into my truck. It was not a bad day at all. A couple of the jobs took a bit more than I originally thought, but I felt accomplished. I found some good tunes on the am radio. It was music. The truck was old. It is what it is. I sent a quick text to Allison letting her know I was on my way home. She sent a picture of her and the girls lounging around the pool. They all had their bikini tops on and big smiles. To be young. To have this time. I was envious, but I also enjoyed what I did.

I parked my truck up at my parents house. I took a moment to go inside and say hi to my family. My mom was always glad to see me. She invited Allison and I over for dinner Sunday. I told her I would need to double check with Allison but it would most likely be a date. I gave her a quick hug, an headed down to the girls.

Allison met me at the door with a huge hug. “I have missed you.”

“I have missed you too.”

”Brad, I really need some ice cream,” as she gave me a wink. “The girls have not stopped talking about you from our game of truth and dare so all I have been able to do is think about you and your cock.”

”Sounds like all FOUR of you have been able to do is think about my cock,” as I gave her my own wink back. I never really pictured myself being the object of desire. But hey if this lil group wanted to be mine…

”Do I have to share,” asked Allison as she rubbed my cock through my work pants.

”You know that is really up to you. I looked over at you when we played the game.”

”And if I shook my head no?”

”I would have honored that.”

”but the girls really wanted…”

”Just because they want, do you have to?”

”I know. But here is the thing you may not know. We have all talked a bit. The four of us that is have talked. And well, we kind of decided that no matter what we would all share in life. Then Cynthia asked what about our boyfriends, and looked over at me. I blushed of course. Smiled. And said nothing so they all took that as a yes. So, ya might get a little extra attention.”

Today the whole idea of open relations and non-monogomy is common place in conversations. There still is a bit of taboo associated with it, especially in the church, but there is more acceptance. At this point in our life we really did not know what any of this was. It was just a group of girls that had been close, was getting closer, and me.

“Allison, I love you. I will do whatever makes you happiest.“

”What would really make me happiest right now would be that ‘ice cream”

”Let me shower, and then come on up and you can have all the ‘ice cream’ you want.”

Allison was more that excited. She had a little jump and a huge smile. I just loved the fact that she wanted to suck my cock. Ya hear so many of the guys around the shop that love their lady, but are so damn frustrated because they will not suck the dick.

I was really truly blessed. Allison was amazingly beautiful. She had a good group of friends that had crazy, but controlled crazy. I don’t think I could really have asked for anything better. I made my way to the shower, cranked the hot water up, and stood there letting the water soak me.

I heard the door open, and then close. Slowly I felt one hand and then a second had reach around my chest pulling me back just a bit as a pair of breasts squeezed in to my back with the soft hug. I turned around. Allison had decided to join me in the shower.

“I could not wait Brad.”

“I see that, and I have not yet had my shower pee.”

”Why wait. I pee in the shower too.”

”No, I couldn’t, not in…” Allison was standing close to me when I felt something a bit warm flowing over my leg. I looked down and there was a bit of yellow run back behind me towards the drain. “You cheeky girl.” Allison smiled and blushed all at the same time.

”Guess I just marked what was mine.”

She was very happy with herself. It was a bit odd playing what had just happened back over in my head. “Maybe I should claim what is mine then?” I ran my fingers between her pussy lips and teased her clit. Allison closed her eyes and her body relaxed as I teased her. My finger playing at her vaginal opening and circling back over her clit.

”Brad, I want that! I want to feel you inside of me. I want that thick hard cock so bad.“

”I know you do Allison, I know you do.” I also knew that she would be even more conflicted and in the end probably regret if I had taken her there in the shower. It was hard to keep myself from pushing that beyond the tease, but I kept my restraint.

“Brad, Please I need you,” She moaned.

I knelt down as best as I could in the shower. It was not at all comfortable but it was about Allison. I guided her leg over to the edge of the tub opening her up to me. My tongue slowly parted her lips. I was swirling over her swollen labia. Savoring her honey. Slowly teasing her vagina. Little kisses and then a lick up and a suck on her clit. Her soft moans encouraging me to keep it going.

Several girls in high school wanted to be that virginal bride, but they were wild. We all talked. It was never long after something happened and others would know. Those were the girls that would give up the ass, but never fully give up the pussy. I never really understood it at that point in time, but now I was seeing how that might be a path to connection and feeling that physical love.

I took a longer swish with my tongue and circle her tight cute asshole and then ran back over her clit. Her moan had gotten just that bit louder as I circled the rim of her asshole. It was a fun tease that I did a few more times, before I needed to stand back up.

The two of us kissed, and Allison took her turn. Slowly I felt her mouth swallow my cock. Her mouth was warm and wet. She slowly worked her way down my “iron rod.” Her eyes were closed. The feeling of her tongue. I was in a new state of existence.

I really wanted her to take more time, but the warm water was starting to fade. She felt it too because she went to work. Working quicker she worked herself up and down savoring the girth of my swollen cock. I looked down. My breathing was getting quicker. I could feel my balls pulling up. I was getting close.

Just then the door opened and the three girls came rushing into the bathroom opening up the shower. “We are getting hungry, don’t the two of you think you could hurry this up?” The three of them went into a big hug making over-the-top kissing sounds.

My focus stayed on Allison as my hands rested on her head. As the girls made their noises I made mine. A good guttural cum erupted into Allison’s mouth. She savored every drop and made sure to pull her hand from the base on up. Getting every drop I had.

Allison came off my cock with a bit of a pop, and looked over at the girls, “All done.” She stood up, stepped out of the shower, wrapped herself in a towel and left the bathroom. The other girls teasingly chased after her and left me the last two minutes of lukewarm water to finish my shower.

I pulled on a pair of swim shorts and headed down to the kitchen. The girls were still giving Allison a bit of a tease when I walked in. Allison was a little red, but was having fun with the attention. I walked over and gave her a huge kiss in front of her friends. The three looked at me in a bit of a protest so I gave each of them a little kiss on their foreheads.

I looked over at the girls, looked at the kitchen, checked the time, and told them to go out and enjoy the sun, except for Lisa. I told Lisa to stay behind. The girls all looked at her, and Allison looked at me and smiled. I pushed the girls out, and made sure to shut the door behind them.

“Ok Lisa, you get to be my helper with dinner. We are all going to share, right?”

Lisa gave a coy little smile, “We are four sisters to the end,” she said with a wink. She was adorable. All of the girls were adorable. Lisa was the shortest of the girls. She had done dance and gymnastics. Her body was toned and built for what she did. She had this definition in her legs that the other girls did not have.

I move about the kitchen working to prepare the chicken and the sides. Lisa was good at following directions and had decent skills I would have preferred to have been looking at Allison’s ass, and b-cup breasts, but Lisa’s 4’8” frame, bit of a butt, and large breasts entertained me as I cooked.

The two of us talked. We did not talked much in school. She was not in my circle of friends. Lisa was going to be heading back to college soon as would Cynthia. Addison was going to be staying back and was thinking about some changes. Lisa was good at spilling any beans that needed spilled.

The girls were a bit jealous of Allison since she had seemed to have “found herself a man.” Lisa said. The real kicker was when we were playing truth or dare and they all got to see and touch my cock. “Don’t get me wrong I have seen a few dicks, but damn Brad nothing like what you have. So thick and heavy. All of us just want to feel that inside of us. Um. Damn. How full that would make each of us feel,” She said. She closed her eyes for a moment and had this smile on her face. “When it was just us girls we all started talking about the dicks we have played with. Not a single one of us had one that came close to you. Allison just sat and listened to the three of us and smiled.”

”So really this is just about all of you wanting to have my cock.”

”Well it started as us wanting that, but not realizing that you and Allison were becoming an item. She started to ask more about sex, and then it led to all of us fooling around a bit, touching, kissing, sharing, ya know just exploring.”

“Yeah, I have seen the pictures.”

Lisa had an evil smile, “We know. It was a bit of fun. Honestly I don’t think any of us really expected more than just some fun, and teasing. But Allison…”

”Allison is not use to the teasing, and things a bit in the gray.”

”We are starting to understand that a bit more. But damn Brad, your cock we really, really, really just want to…” Lisa got all pouty looking

“It dinner time, call the girls, lets break this bread!”

I never really thought of my cock as being something “amazing” as these girls are making it out to be. Anybody I was with always said I had a big cock, but I just assumed it was them stroking my ego a bit. Honestly Allison seemed to be a bit onboard to a degree currently. I think that might be her exploration and wanting to be accepted by this peer group. She also had in the back of her head all that she had been taught by the church, and what those expectations were. I was going to have to be her rock and a bit of a moral compass. Not that I was the best compass. What I did know was that I loved Allison and I wanted to be there for her no matter what.