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Treatment For An Aching Pussy
I had just said goodbye to my wife for the day, she was off to Ladies Day golfing. It was a warm day and I took a book and a cold beer to the back deck to read and relax. We have an open deck out the back of the second floor in our two story house. I had just settled down a bit when I heard "good morning, are you set for some reading time?" I looked up to see Emily, our neighbour from next door standing out on her deck. Our houses are basically similar and their deck closely matched ours. We have known her and her husband for 8 or so years, we have always been friendly, but not really friends. I cannot recall every being in their house or them in ours. Her husband Hugh travels a lot, but I am not certain exactly what he does in his travels. We had always been pleasant to each other, but that was the extent of our relationship.
I stood up and went to the railing to chat with Emily. We exchanged small talk for a while, but my main focus was on how she was dressed and how she looked. Emily is not really overweight but certainly voluptuous. She was wearing a light cotton house dress and it was pretty obvious that she was not wearing undergarments of any kind. She was leaning towards me with her hands braced on the railing and the plunging neckline in the dress exposed the valley between her big tits. She was not making any effort to hide them. As she moved her tits swayed within the bodice of her dress. As we chatted I could see her relax somewhat, and her nipples began poking through the light material. I could read from her body language that she was becoming aroused. In fact she had probably been aroused when she first spoke. She mentioned at least three times that Hugh was away for at least a week on one of his trips. There was a haunted look in her eyes; she looked different than most women who were interested in sex; but all the body language indicated that she might be horny.
The sunlight was coming from behind her and the shape of her body showed as a shadow under the dress. I was getting hard rapidly. Her hand slowly caressed her tit and I lowered my hand to rub my cock through my light shorts. I could see her breathing begin to increase, her tits rising and falling, those damn nipples almost poking through the cloth. She licked her lips and mouthed the words "come over" and she motioned to the door below on the ground level. She disappeared in the house. I stood silent for a few minutes; really not sure what this was all about. I was pretty certain I was about to get laid, although the situation seemed to me to be a little bizarre. After 8 or more years without any sign of interest from her towards me, all of a sudden she is dressed to fuck and hungry looking. I decided to go over, she looked great under that dress and those big tits definitely needed a closer inspection. I opened the gate to their yard, and moved to the back door. I knocked and only heard her say, "come in, it's open."
She was standing about 10 feet inside the room when I entered, her arms clasped over her tits. Had she changed her mind? I was going to be very cautious in how I approached her, but I kept telling myself, she invited me! I closed the door and walked over in front of her and our eyes met. I thought I sensed desire in her eyes, but she still had that haunted or distant look. I reached out with one hand and found a nipple and rolled it through the cloth of her thin dress. She closed her eyes as she drew in her breath. I slipped one hand down inside the open top of her dress and lifted a tit right out and let it hang outside the dress. It was a gorgeous big tit with a huge brown aureole surrounding the erect nipple. I let the palm of my hand caress the very tip of the nipple. Emily stood transfixed in what I presumed was in pleasure; there was no sign that I had made an unwelcome move. I pulled the dress off of her shoulders and pushed it down to the floor. She was absolutely naked now, the dress in a pool around her feet. She had a gorgeous full clean shaved mound and the top of her slit showed at the bottom of the V. I licked my lips at the sight of it.
I stepped back a bit and removed my shirt, kicked off my sandals and dropped my shorts to the floor. I thought that she might make a move to grab my hard cock which was tenting my Joe Boxer undershorts, but she did not. I watched her as I pushed them to the floor and turned towards her, my cock pointing straight at her pussy. I moved closer to her, my chest just brushing her nipples. I was still a little puzzled as she made no move or spoke no words of encouragement. But she had not run either. I whispered "spread your legs a little Emily, I want to feel your pussy". She spread immediately. I moved my open hand down her belly with my fingers reaching through to her wet slit. I felt her pussy lips, rubbed them and pulled gently at them. My cock was brushing her hip and belly and I moved until it was rubbing her mound. I said "I am going to put my cock between your legs, and if you leave it there for more than a minute, I am going to put it in your pussy. I will fuck you Emily."
She never moved as the knob of the cock slipped between her legs and along her slit. I could feel the wet hot juice licking along the top of my hard shaft. She was definitely horny and wanted me in her. I kissed her now, our first kiss, and felt her lips part for my insistent tongue. My hands lifted her big tits up and I bent and rubbed my face between them, kissing at her nipples and licking along underneath the tits. I could feel her weaken now; she began to move her hips back and forth along my cock. My hands went around clutching her cheeks, spreading them and pulling her against me. I began to work the knob of my cock up into her. I still felt there was something different to all this, almost as if there was a fuse burning and some sort of explosion was on its way. Her pussy felt quite tight as I pushed in past her lips. It began to convulse and tremble; squeezing around my cock the further in her I pushed. Suddenly her arms wound around my neck and she began to fuck me as I stood there with my cock in her. She whimpered and cried and her finger nails dug into my back. I was sure that she had cum after about the third stroke. She vibrated and jerked spasmodically, and I felt hot juice work down the shaft of my cock. But she kept going, still fucking me as I duck walked her to the sofa.
I got her down on the sofa with one of her legs up over the back and began to pound her as hard as she was pounding me. I swear that her ass did not stop thrusting up at me even after she had cum the first time. I was just shifting into the short strokes when she began to cum again. Her body was almost rigid as my short fast strokes plundered her cunt. And then that hot surge of juice again. I jammed it hard up into her and blew my load. Her ass never stopped moving, still coaxing more out of my softening cock. I pulled it out of her and knelt down beside her head. I said, "Baby, what was this all about. Why the come on for me all of a sudden. I loved it; loved fucking you, but it was a surprise. I would also love to do it more often."
She seemed relieved now, her face relaxed and softer. She just smiled and said, "It's a long story, but I just had to get laid this morning. When I woke up my pussy was aching to feel a cock. Hugh has not been paying any attention to me for some time. You just happened to be the first available cock. I would have fucked anybody." Well, I was not exactly thrilled by the words, as they did not do a lot for my ego. She sensed my reaction and hurried to say, "It was perfect, I have always liked your looks and have fantasized about taking you for a lover. I dressed this way just in case you might show up on the back deck. I was just very horny." I murmured something about it being okay and that I was glad I was the first guy she spotted. Her hand was playing with my cock and there was no doubt that she was looking for more. But she continued her story, or more likely explanation regarding her current state of mind and body.
It seems that Hugh had gradually lost interest in her sexually over some period of time. Of course, she blamed it on herself, she had lost her appeal, or that maybe he had a mistress in his travels, which would be her fault as well she thought. She had adjusted to the situation and more or less had turned herself off sexually. About a month before I fucked her, a visiting cousin had taken her out for dinner. They had not seen each other since high school days and he had invited her and Hugh to join him one evening. Hugh was away again, so she met him at his hotel and they went off to a nice romantic restaurant. They talked about old times as they sipped wine; he mentioned that he had always had the hots for her despite being cousins. They laughed at that, but it set a different tone to the conversation.
After the meal, he moved to sit beside her on the love seat she was on, and waited for their liqueurs to be served. Soon his hand was on her leg, her tit rubbing his arm, and their eyes searching for a response. They moved together as one and kissed. His hand slid under the hem of her skirt and worked partway up the inside of her thigh. God she thought, he wants to fuck me and my aching pussy tells me that I want him to. He said, "My room", and paid the bill and they rushed out. Their first full kiss happened in the elevator. His hands were trembling so much he could barely fit the room card into the slot. The next thing she knew was that her blouse was open, bra unhooked with her tits hanging out, and her skirt above her waist. He had her up against the door and was fumbling madly to get his cock out and in her. They did not leave the room for 24 hours. Room service provided food and the rest of the time was spent fucking, preparing to fuck, showering off, kissing feeling and touching and fucking again. She got a years worth in less than a day.
She thought that the encounter would settle her down. But it made her realize that she was still a desirable woman. She began doing chat rooms, meeting guys online, watching them jack off and asking her to meet them. She showed her tits and pussy on demand and became very aroused at being watched. A woman can gain confidence very quickly online, with so many horny guys telling them they are beautiful and sexy. She had not accepted any meetings, but the online exposure increased her desire to get laid. For the following weeks she awoke with an aching pussy, twitching at the thought of taking a cock in. Virtually every man she saw looked good to her. It was a shallow outlook, much like many men have, just wanting a sexual relationship without much more than some affection needed.
Emily had my cock pretty stiff by the end of the story and she was beginning drift off into the land of erotica, her pussy sending signals for relief. She said, "I love playing with a cock, urging it to want me, love the taste of the precum before swallowing it with my pussy. Hugh never was much for foreplay and I have hungered for it." With that, she knelt beside me and slipped her mouth right down the shaft until her lips were in my bush. When she lifted off of it, I pushed her back to the rug and mounted her. I had to titty fuck her, just had to, and I lay it between the big ones and using my hands pushed them over and around it, and began to fuck them. I loved that silky feel of tits on my cock, my balls teasing her belly as I moved back and forth. She said nothing, closed her eyes, but I knew that she was hungering for a cock in her pussy once more.
I lifted her legs over my shoulders and pressed my knob into the hole and drove it straight down into her. She cried out, almost yelled, and thrust her hips back up at me. If it was a hard cock in a pussy she wanted, if she wanted the feel of it in her, I was going to give it to her. I pushed her knees right up beside her head, gathered her up with my arms under her back and fucked her hard and relentlessly. As before, she seemed to have one or two small cums where I felt a squirt of hot juice as her body jerked, and then a total one. I could feel her body strain to break free and release the tension, her ass virtually vibrating underneath me, then a series of unintelligible words streamed from her mouth and I shot a belt of cum in her. Our bodies were still after that, I had her crunched up with her knees tucked under my arms, her face inches from mine, I licked her parted lips and said, "Don't ever tell my wife this, but you are the hottest fuck I have ever enjoyed." She was pleased and smiled up at me, "good, I love getting fucked".
We chatted a little longer, with me sitting beside her as she lay back on the sofa, completely naked and comfortable with the pleasure she read in my eyes. It was so different to her first tentative approach to seducing me. I asked her if she might be interested in group sex. She said that she had not thought about it except for a hidden fantasy to be gang banged. I told her that my wife Susan and I had entered the world of group sex and that if she might be interested I could arrange for her to join us. Her fingers went to a nipple and began to tease it, her legs began to loosen and spread a bit. I was encouraged enough to suggest that if she liked, that my friend Steve and I would meet and each fuck her first before meeting the ladies. Emily's fingers were in her pussy; her body squirmed around on the sofa. I told her that Steve had a very thick cock and that it would ease the ache she had in her pussy, and then I would follow him and enjoy her cream pie. She groaned and closed her legs tight on her fingers. I knelt in front of her and turned her cross ways on the sofa, her open cunt at the edge of the sofa. My cock slid into her easily and she grabbed at my shoulders to pull me to her. My face was buried in between her tits and I began fucking her again. Her enthusiasm was as wild and reckless as it had been the first go around over two hours ago. She had more muscles in her pussy than any other one that I had ever enjoyed. She gave my cock such a work out; I could have cum just holding it still and firm. Then the little hot shots of her inner cum burned me a few times and then a shout and the big one burst again. I had hoped to maintain stroking to see if there was another level of arousal in her. But the feel of her pussy almost sucking me off was too much and I blew another load in her. This had to be it though. I was sure that I did not have another one in me for a while at least. And the way Emily was going it appeared she could fuck all day long.
We kissed softly and I struggled to stand up, my knees weak from our pleasure. I told her that I was going to take a quick shower in her bathroom, but for her to stay out here and not to join me. She just smiled and lay there with her legs still spread those big brown aureoles staring at me from the tips of her great tits. I normally love tit work, but this day at least it had been almost all pussy. She just looked gorgeous and totally immersed in erotic thought. When I left the shower and began to towel off she was in the doorway watching me. I did my best to keep it down, my balls hurt and I needed some time to recuperate from her demands. I dried off and dressed and then pulled her close for a feel and a soft kiss. I said, "shall I call Steve or not?" I said it with a smile, not really expecting an answer. Her eyes bored into mine and she said, "oh yes, why not call him now!"
The weeks ahead looked exciting with the potential for a new partner to join our foursome. The mind boggles.
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