That night the conversation got quite sexual and there was plenty of innuendo going back and forth. It was fun, but also unsettling. In bed, Annie asked what Pete and I were talking about. I explained and she shivered. “Honey, I couldn’t do it with Pete, but if you want Coral, I know she is interested; she has been talking about it a lot.”
“No, as much as I like her, I would be scared it would ruin our relationship. We are friends, that’s where it ends.”
She giggled. “So you don’t want to fuck her?”
I laughed. “I didn’t say that, but it just isn’t going to happen. She can stay in my dreams.”
She kissed me passionately, “So you dream about her, do you?”
I fessed up. “Yeah, okay, since you started bringing her name into our pillow talk, yes, I have dreamed about her a few times.”
Giggling, she muttered, “You are a naughty boy. Fancy that, wanting to fuck poor Coral.”
“I bet you are dreaming, as well, although you’re probably dreaming about old George, who you said you fancied.”
She giggled. “Yes, okay, I have dreamed about George, but lately I dream most about the guy from the gym who Coral slept with. She told me all about him and he sounds dreamy.”
It was quiet for a moment until she said, “What would you say if I said I really wanted to sleep with him?”
Taken aback, I flinched. “Not sure how to take that, hon. Fantasy and reality are different, aren’t they? Pete seems to be able to handle all the emotional stuff, but I’m not so sure I could handle it the way he does.”
She giggled. “You don’t fancy sloppy seconds then?”
My shudder gave away my emotions. “Not in the slightest, the thought makes me nauseous.”
She shrugged. “Oh dear, that’s a shame, because do you know what… it makes me hot.”
Shocked by her admission, I grumbled, “And you don’t think that would be humiliating or degrading for me?”
I saw a look of consternation on her tightly drawn face. “Actually, no. I guess we are different. I just see it as sexy; I don’t see where the humiliation bit comes from.”
“Well, I would be in somebody else’s sperm, you would be already coated in another man’s junk.”
She sniggered softly, but not cruelly. “That’s what makes it so appealing, I suppose. It would be the same for me if you slept with Coral, for instance; and you came home with her juices and smell all over you…it would be the same, wouldn’t it?”
“Yes, of course, but doesn’t it upset you? You can’t tell me you would be happy for that to happen?”
She sighed wistfully. “I don’t know. I suppose I feel like you do, but we wouldn’t know until we try, would we?”
Things, as they always do, drifted along. Annie and I were on a new emotional plain and we delved a little deeper into the emotions of having sex with others. One night, Coral was at our place, Pete was away on a business trip and she got a call on her phone. It was obvious that she was surprised as she whispered quietly while checking to see if Annie, or I could hear. “You mean you’re with her now?”
Silence, and then she giggled, “You dirty man, I can’t believe you called me in the middle… you know. Annie and Toby can hear you, as well. I’ve a good mind to put you on loudspeaker.”
Annie gave me a quizzical glance, which I returned with a shrug. From what I could hear, it sounded like Pete was with another woman and called Coral to… I don’t know, gloat, show off, or rub her nose in it? Maybe her being with the bloke from the gym pissed him off more than he let on?
Coral stood up and wandered outside, closing the door behind her. Annie jumped up and muttered, “I better see if she’s all right.” She ran off after her, leaving me to wonder what the hell was going on.
A little while later Annie came back inside with an embarrassed look on her face and ran over to whisper, “Pete is having sex with a woman, and called Coral. Oh my god, she put it on loudspeaker; I heard everything.”
Concerned, I asked, “Is she all right?”
Annie gave me a funny glare. “All right? It was all I could do to stop her from playing with herself out there. In fact, now I’m in here, she probably is.”
That astounded me. “You mean she wasn’t upset?”
As she sat down beside me, she laughed. “Why don’t you go and see for yourself? Shit, she thinks it’s hot as hell. Apparently, they do it to each other sometimes. Pete didn’t know she was going to be at our place; he thought she was home in bed.”
Just then, Coral walked back in looking flushed, her cheeks were bright red and her breathing was a little shallow. “I think I might go home, sorry to leave early, dinner was lovely.”
She and Annie kissed and she gave me a curt wave as she scurried out the door. Annie jumped into my lap, “Would you like me to do that to you? Call you while another man was inside me?” She swallowed hard before adding, “Fucking me?”
Bloody hell, where was all this stuff coming from? Up until Pete’s return, Annie was, well…. quiet, reserved and she hardly ever swore. Now she was talking like this was natural, the way we always talked.
She ground her pussy down in my lap, her lips on my ear, her hot wet steamy breath whispering in my ear, “Would you like that, babe? Would you like to hear me moan as he fucked me, his big hard cock inside me, making me come, fucking me… would you like to hear me moan when he squirted inside me, his sperm shooting up inside me… would you like that?”
My cock was growing quickly as she squirmed and wriggled. I could actually feel her open pussy on my pants, her hard nipples rubbing against the thin cotton of my shirt.
“Tell me, babe, would you like that, listening to another man fuck me?”
Her mouth closed over mine, her succulent pouty lips locked on mine, her slithering slippery tongue sliding around my mouth, dancing and playing with mine in a burning salacious rhumba.
Reaching down, I grabbed two handfulls of her fleshy arse cheeks and pushed up, rubbing my erection against her smothering pussy. “Unzip me and we will see,” I commanded in as strong a voice as I could muster.
She reached down between us and freed my cock, which sprung up with amazing spring-like qualities.
She stroked it gently, faster and faster. “And now what are you going to do, big boy?” she moaned into my mouth.
Grabbing two handfuls of her panties, I ripped them hard, tearing the flimsy fabric, and her hot pussy crashed down on me. Reaching around, I grabbed my shaft and positioned it at the entrance to her core.
She smiled evilly down into my eyes and lowered herself down until she was embedded on my cock. “Oh fuck, yes.” Her eyes closed and she rode me slowly at first, rising and falling at her own pace, her hips swivelled and gyrated as she made maximum use of me. “Imagine this is another man fucking me,” she growled huskily. “It’s his cock inside me, would you like to hear all about it as I rode him, fucked him, used him as my sex toy, would you like that?”
I grunted as I pushed up into her, my hands full of her heaving breasts, fat juicy succulent flesh. I mauled and squeezed, pinched, tweaked as she rose and fell faster, fucking me harder.
“Oh god, his cock is so big,” she moaned. “His cock is huge and he is fucking me, oh god I can’t help it, I’m going to come all over him, his cock is going to be coated in me, my juices, my cum will be all over his cock.”