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NOTE: This story is, of course, for adults only --  so don't read it if you
don't think you can be mature about it. Reading and writing these stories
should be acts of fantasy, and I hope that you can keep your notions of real
and fantasy life separate in your mind. I know I can. If you would like to
let me know what you think, or if you have a follow-up fantasy (which is
something that I REALLY like), you can reach me at [e-mail] ... but I
can't promise to return your emails... I do have some other things to do in
my real life! Incidentally, all of my stories are available through the
Louvre archive... check it out.
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FUN WITH DICK AND JANE     part two of two
     by Sue@END_FILE_ID.DIZ


I looked over at Jane, and she too was getting aroused, both by the sight of
Charles and I, as well as by the motions of her hands. It reminded me of how
I had caught her a week ago in my den, for once again, she had one hand
snaked up into her white blouse, toying with her braless breasts. And her
other hand was unbuttoning the all of the front closures of her plaid skirt,
and I saw that hand dive through the slit and head directly into the depths
of her crotch. She smiled at me, then unclipped the waist of the skirt and
let it fall behind her feet. Then she returned her attention to her cunt,
which was clad in a string bikini made of sheer floral lace. Her mound of
tightly curled dark hair showed through the semi-transparent fabric, which
creased deeply into the slice between the two halves of her vulva. As was the
case a week ago, her panties were soaked with her juices.

Then I realized that Dick was standing in the dark shadows behind Jane,
unnoticed by her. Apparently, his wholesome morality was no match for his
curiosity and his animal compulsions, for he was ogling the scene that was
unfolding in his bedroom with unchecked lust. Even in the dark, the fire was
evident in his eyes like burning embers. Jane followed the direction of my
gaze, and when she saw her husband hidden behind her, I thought that she
would close up, maybe close the door in her face. Instead, she extended her
hand toward him, and when he took it, she drew him into the doorway. She
embraced him, dragging her naked leg up onto his hips and hooking her foot
behind his ass, so that she could pull him firmly into her loins. She kissed
him with a hunger and aggression that had been hidden from Kick for all their
years together. After a moments hesitation, he responded by twining his hand
into her short hair and pulling her into his lips. His other hand reached
down and slid into her panties, cupping the tightly muscled cheek.

All the while, Charles was continuing with his exploration of my breasts, and
I was thoroughly enjoying it. But it was time for more, so I took hold of his
hands and guided them down to the waistband of my panties. He took the hint
and pushed the last garment, with his lightly stubbled chin dragging down my
spine. He ended up on his knees with his face level with my ass. I spun on
the balls of my feet and now my cunt was staring him in the face. With as
much ballet-like grace as I could muster, I lifted my right foot off the
floor and brought it up and then to the side. Using one hand to stabilize
myself by touching the top of his head, I used the other to grab my ankle and
lift my leg further, until it made contact with the sturdy post at the foot
of the bed at a height even with my breasts. I knew I couldn't keep this
position long, so I grabbed Charles' hair and pulled his face into my
wide-spread crotch. As I suspected, he was inexperienced at cunnilingus, and
I had to be very specific in my instructions: "Point your tongue more. Use
your fingers to pull apart my lips. Can you feel that hard nub at the top of
my slit? Oh, yes, that's it. That's my clitoris. Now lap your tongue up and
over it. Again. Again. Now make your strokes longer, starting down at my
vagina. Can you taste my juices? Take a moment to savor the flavor. Now get
back to licking me. Use one hand to rub my ass cheeks. Squeeze harder. Lick
my clitoris harder. And faster."

My muscles in my legs were starting to burn, but I was so aroused by Charles'
rubbery hard tongue, and by the whole sequence of events leading up to this
moment. My orgasm came in as an instantaneous blast, a primal explosion that
jolted me as if I had been hit with a cattle prod. I was literally thrown
backwards, and I dragged his head, planted in my percolating crotch, with me
as I fell back onto the bed. It was a fast and brief orgasm, but all the
power and intensity was compressed into a wildly volcanic eruption. I thought
the top of my head would be blown off like lava. Even as I felt the
mind-blowing rapture ebb away, Charles kept up his lapping of my sodden cunt.
Eventually, the sensation was too much, and I gently pulled him away from my
crotch and upwards so that his big, strong boy covered mine like a blanket. I
kissed him (for the first time). At first a tender little peck, and then a
deeper, more passionate kiss. When he lifted his head away from mine, I could
see the questioning look in his eyes. "Was that so awful for you, to lap up
my juices and tongue my clitoris like that?" I asked. He answered "Well, I've
never done that for any woman before... but I hope it isn't the last time. It
was wonderful to feel you so aroused, to feel you coming on my tongue, to
hear you say those 'dirty' words."

He was a convert, I thought to myself. He won't be thinking of women as
passive and frigid for a while. Now that there is a chink in his armor, maybe
he'll reexamine some of his other behaviors and attitudes. There is hope for
this bastard.

Speaking of converts, I tipped my head to the side, and there were Jane and
Dick. They had come forwards so that they were standing right at the foot of
the bed, watching our panting, sweaty bodies. And somehow, all of Dick's
clothes had disappeared, as had Jane's panties and blouse. all sense of
inhibition and decorum had evaporated for Dick, as was made clear by his
proudly displayed cock, which stabbed into the air over the footboard. Jane's
hand was tightly wrapped around it's length, and she was jacking him off
slowly. One of his hands had curled around her back and under her armpit, so
that he could reach her breast. He was pinching her nipple, twisting it like
a radio knob, and she was encouraging him to do it harder! Her other hand was
buried in her cunt. Watching them reminded me of my role as initiator and
director of this situation, and immediately, a picture popped into my head of
how to arrange the finale.

I asked Charles to stand up and take off his briefs, and he revealed a cock
that wasn't long, but it was amazingly wide, with a dark purple head that
looked like a ripe plum. It was shiny with precome, and it twitched with his
unquenched desire. I bounce up off the mattress, and had Charles take my
place, parallel to the foot of the bed. I asked Jane to lean over the
footboard, and for Dick to mount her from behind, doggy-style. He didn't seem
to know exactly how to do it, an I presumed that most of his experience had
been with the missionary position. But Jane reached between her thighs and
guided his bloated cock between her labia. As he penetrated deep into her
vagina in one long thrust, she let loose with a brazen groan. Her fingers
remained in the wet folds of her cunt, and she began to rub her clitoris with
the same remarkable energy and determination that she had shown me a week
before.

She let her head fall forwards and into the waiting face of Charles. They
kissed -- the first extramarital kiss for Jane -- as Dick began pumping into
Jane's cunt with long rhythmic strokes that pushed Jane's body to and fro.
Eventually, it was too difficult for her to keep up the kiss, and she shifted
her face down onto Charles' hairy chest, where she licked enthusiastically
into the tight black curls. She found his tiny nipples and she sucked hard on
them, even biting and scratching him teasingly. Charles responded by cradling
her head and rubbing the back of her neck. His cock was waving like a pennant
in a breeze, and it was stiff and fat. I placed myself between his legs, and
nibbled and licked his cock tenderly. His hips bounced around, and I could
tell that he wanted more that my seductive flirting. He wanted me to take his
cock head into my mouth, and before he got his wish, I had a demand to make
of him. "Charles, if you don't move, I'll suck your cock. If you do move,
I'll just watch you until you keep still." Of course, he would have promised
anything just then, and he did stop bouncing around, so I kissed the
helmet-shaped head, prodded my tongue into the pisshole, and then drew the
bulbous glans between my wide-spread lips and sucked hard, swiping the
underside with my tongue and fondling his balls with my fingers.

The short length of his cock made it easy to take him all the way in, so that
my lips brushed his bushy pubic hair. But the unusual breadth stretched my
jaws so much that it became uncomfortable quite soon. So when he lost his
self discipline and instinctively thrust his hips up into my face, I used it
as an excuse to peel my over-full mouth off his cock, and I threatened to
leave him unattended. He again agree to my command, and after a minute of
making him wait, I crawled up onto the bed and planted my knees to either
side of his waist, suspending my cunt over his petrified stud of flesh.
Without any manual assistance, it pointed straight up at my wet and eager
target. Jane's face was only inches away, and she turned it so that she could
watch. I squatted down just a bit, and our genitals made contact. I pushed
his cock forwards so that my labia could wrap themselves it. I rocked back
and forth so that my clitoris rubbed along the short fat shaft, but I left
the purple glans uncovered. Jane found it to be an irresistible temptation,
and she repositioned herself so that she could lick the head as I squeezed it
with my cunt as if it were a tube of toothpaste. Behind Jane, Dick was still
piercing his long, thin cock repeatedly into Jane's cunt, which gurgled with
loud squishing noises. She exhorted him to to it faster and harder, which he
did, and he kneaded her ass cheeks hard. His thrusts pushed her face into
Charles's cock, and she grunted as she sucked the head into her mouth.
Despite her petite body, her mouth seemed able to open like a snake that
could swallow a rodent three times it's own diameter. That hard globe of cock
head fit easily into her consuming lips, and now her lips occasionally bumped
into my own cunt lips. I shifted my knees back, and put my hands behind me on
Charles's knees. By arching my back, my cunt punched forwards without my
thighs pushing Jane's head out of the way. She took the opportunity to use
the fingers of her free hand (the other one was still embedded in her own
crotch) to prod at my clitoris from above, driving it down into the slippery
hard shaft of cock. I sped up my back and forth motion, and let my weight
press hard onto Charles's motionless cock.

Jane reached her orgasm first. She was enjoying four simultaneous
stimulations -- a cock in her mouth, another pounding relentlessly into her
vagina, her fingers strumming across her clitoris, and my cunt flowering
before her wide eyes -- were more than she could take. Her entire body
started to shimmy with minute vibrations, and her grunts became a sustained,
guttural howl of deep pleasure.

As the howl became a softer moan, Dick's climax arrived and he ground his
cock even more deeply into Jane's vagina, attaining his deepest penetration.
His eyes clenched closed and his face was painted with a grimace that might
have looked like pain, if I didn't know better! I could imagine Jane's tight
vagina sheath convulsing around his bony saber, milking jets of semen out of
his shaft and mixing it with her own outpouring of oily secretions

I too had been at the edge of reaching my own orgasm, but I had stopped
moving while I watched Jane and Dick. Charles, too, had been enjoying the
scene, but now, he couldn't help but attempt to bounce his hips to encourage
me to get back to my activities. I couldn't blame him, and in fact, I didn't
want to wait any longer. But I had one more trick up my sleeve -- and that's
hard to do when naked! I lifted myself up and asked Jane to hold Charles's
cock straight up, and then I dropped down suddenly, letting the short, wide
pillar of flesh stretch me wide. Then I bounced back up, and let his cock
fall forwards, where Jane gave him one hard suck. We alternated strokes, fuck
and suck, fuck and suck. And all the while, Jane flicked one of her fingers
over my clitoris. In a few moments, Jane and I really got the rhythmic
pattern of this, and we were able to pick up speed. I reached behind my ass
with one hand, and started juggling his balls in my fingers.

When I felt the first jolts of ecstacy shoot through me, I abandoned the
alternating strategy, and let Charles's crimson cock head stay in Jane's
mouth. I shook my cunt forwards and back, riding his shaft, as if I was
trying to score a groove into the sensitive underside of his cock. The
stimulations were finally too much for both of us, and we reached our
climactic moment together. I stopped my purposeful thrusts, which were
replaced by uncontrollable twitches and shudders as Jane prodded hard across
my clitoris. She sucked as hard as she could on Charles's cock as I squeezed
his balls. His hips bounced up rhythmically as his orgasm pulsed through his
body. Jane, who wasn't used to the idea of swallowing the semen, released her
lips and pulled back a bit. Ribbons of pearly cum shot out of his broad glans
and onto her cheeks and lips, dripping in slow motion to Charles heaving
tummy.

The chlorine-like smell of all our juices commingled in the steamy air around
us, and when Dick's knees buckled from exhaustion, Jane let herself be
willingly pulled down to the floor next to the bed, where she and Dick
cuddled affectionately. What a long way they had come since their arguments
over the dinner table. I let myself fall forwards onto Charles's slimy chest,
and was go delighted to hear his emotional gratitude for the eye-opening
adventures we had enjoyed together. Perhaps Charles and I will return for
more fun with Dick an Jane. And maybe next time, we'll get to satisfy our
growling stomachs as well as our other appetites.