Play Time Ch. 01

My name is Mary and I can't believe what has happened to me over the past few weeks. Until recently, my husband Phil and I were the perfect couple pursuing the American Dream. We have two teenage kids, a boy and a girl. We're juggling two careers, me as an operating room R.N. at the local hospital and Phil as an engineer at a large manufacturing plant. We owned the big house in the suburbs with a pool, the two cars – you get the idea.

We're both in our late 30's and we work at keeping ourselves fit and our lives fun. I'm about 5'5", 120 pounds and I have dark blonde shoulder length hair. I've got 36C breasts, with dark pronounced nipples courtesy of childbirth. My husband has a dark complexion and black hair that has that distinguished peppering throughout. We both had several long relationships before we met and eventually got married. Nothing wild – the usual college romances.

Our marriage is strong, and we work at keeping our sex hot, or at least warm. At least once a week we schedule a 'play time' and go to bed early and lock our bedroom door. About once a month we try to arrange to have both kids out of the house, spending the night with friends or relatives. We both try to remain open to new things and regularly watch videos, and use toys on each other. Phil likes to lube up an 8" realistic latex dildo and pound my pussy with it for about a half-hour, taking me through a couple of orgasms. When he thinks I've had enough, he slides his cock into my loose, well-lubricated pussy. He talks to me as he slides in and out, fantasizing that he is fucking me after two other guys have fucked me hard and come in me. I usually have another orgasm and I'm imagining actually doing that and what it would feel like.

I love to suck Phil's cock for as long as he'll let me until he just has to roll me on my back and slide it in. I love running my tongue around the thick, dark rim of the head of his penis. I can tell when I'm getting to him because he literally starts getting hotter in my mouth. His pre-cum starts leaking into my mouth steadily and his breath quickens. About once a month he'll let me finish him in my mouth. After bathing the head of his cock with his load of cum as he softens, I roll the tangy mixture across my tongue and swallow, sitting up just a bit so he can watch me.

Phil is also very anally oriented. We have a smaller dildo, more of a butt plug actually, that we like to play with. He particularly enjoys having me lube it up and insert it while I'm sucking his cock. He says the effect of the pressure in his ass adds to his pleasure when he comes. I've tried it too, but I don't get it. After months of pleading, I let him work on my ass during one of our 'play sessions.' He started my rimming my asshole with his tongue and warming me up. Then he lubed the plug and slowly inserted it, but I didn't enjoy it. After I had loosened up he lubed his cock and ever so slowly worked it in. After about 5 minutes of slowly working it in and out, gaining a small amount of depth with each stroke and adding a lot of lube, Phil was finally in. He started to move a little more quickly, pumping his entire length in and out of my asshole. After seven or eight complete strokes, I had to tell him to stop and pull out; it felt like my guts were being ripped out. I know some gals love anal sex, but I'm just not one of them.

We also tried taking pictures of each other and both of us together in a variety of sexual activities and positions. We moved on to video quickly. During one 'play time' session when we had both been drinking, I agreed to let Phil get us both on video with full shots of our faces. We were also very explicit; I took Phil's cock deep into my mouth and put on quite a show for the camera. He pushed me back and told me to move up on the bed and spread my legs. Laughing, I did and began slowly began masturbating my clit while looking straight into the camera lens. As I approached my first orgasm, I pulled out my favorite dildo and jammed it into my pussy in one smooth stroke. I started getting vocal as I fucked myself, saying, "Fuck me! Fuck me hard, you bastard, come in me!" I finally came with a loud moan, working my clit feverishly while hammering the dildo in and out of my cunt.

As I recovered, Phil quickly attached the camera to a tripod positioned at the end of the bed. After focusing in on the swollen pussy lips between my still spread legs, he climbed on and slid his cock into me one stroke. He pounded me for about five-minutes before approaching his own orgasm. I stopped him and slid up the bed, causing him to slip out of me. Without out a word, I got up and detached the camera from the tripod.

"I want to see you come for the camera," I told him, the tape catching the conversation.

"What?" he asked.

"I want to see you come for the camera," I paused, " In your mouth. I want to see you come into your mouth and swallow your own come!" Phil didn't say anything, indicating he didn't object. We figured out how to get him into the best position to get the shot. Phil never uttered a protest he was so focused and turned on by my request. He ended up dropping his head and shoulders off of the edge of the bed and coming to rest on the floor, leaving his body at a steep angle with his waist and cock still up on top of the bed. He started jacking his cock. While he was working it himself I put the camera back on the tripod and repositioned it. I then went to work on him.

Looking up into the camera, I took his cock head into my mouth while he continued to jack himself. Seeing the opportunity, I hiked my leg over his head and lowered my pussy onto his face on the floor. This went on for about five-minutes, the camera capturing the entire scene. As I sensed Phil getting ready to come, I got off of his face and pulled my mouth off of his cock. I pulled his legs over his head, which positioned his cock right over his mouth. Phil looked right into the camera as he started to come, the first spurt hitting him on his right cheek. The next four spurts went right into his widely opened mouth and landed on his tongue. As he slowed, I brushed a long string of come out of the way and bent over to his face and kissed him deeply on the mouth. We savored the taste of his come and then I let the come slide back down into his mouth and he swallowed.

The next week at the start of our play session we watched the tape. It was great, with only a couple of blurry sections. As we were watching, Phil suggested that we go out and 'leave' the tape somewhere, so that it would be found and watched by someone unknown. I immediately soaked my pussy as I thought about this, and found myself nodding. Phil quickly made a copy for us to keep – we couldn't miss out on watching that session again! We threw some loose clothes on and left the house in my car.

I did the driving as Phil had been drinking. As we drove, the reality of what we were thinking of doing sunk in. We agreed that this could get us both in real trouble because we were both so easily identifiable on the tape. That didn't discourage us, however. We agreed that we should go to a nearby town and find a place to leave the tape there. As we we were talking Phil reached into my top, cupped my braless breasts and started playing with my nipples as I drove. He then slid one hand into my panties and fingered my still sensitive clit. I had to slow the car to 20-miles per hour so that I wouldn't run us off the road as I came.

Once in the other town we cruised for a little while looking for locations that would work. we finally settled on a 24-hour Laundromat that didn't have anyone in it. Phil walked in and left our tape in the middle of a large work table and quickly got back to the car. It would be noticed immediately; someone would have to move it to fold dried clothes. We pulled to the far end of the parking lot to watch through the Laundromat windows and see if anyone found the tape.

We didn't have to wait long. A small car drove into the parking lot, parked in front of the Laundromat and a single woman got out and walked in carrying a bag of laundry and a box of detergent. She was medium height and a blonde, but we couldn't tell much more than that from the distance. She wasn't in the store for 2-minutes when she walked over to the table and picked up the tape. After looking at it for a second, she put it into her coat pocket and turned to begin loading a machine. Not saying a work to each other, I started the car and drove out of the lot. Once we were back on the highway, we both exhaled and started laughing about our little exploit.

At Phil's insistence, I pulled into a rest stop on the road home and parked. We dropped our seats down and I stripped off my sweatpants and panties and spread my legs. Phil was in me in a second, pumping his cock deeply in and out of me. A car drove through the rest stop, pausing near our car for a moment. We froze, Phil in mid-stroke inside me, and we were both just sure that someone was going to approach the car and see us fucking. Some nights he just feels bigger, and tonight he was huge. The car finally moved on and he leaned in to my ear and whispered, "She is going to take that tape home and watch. She'll probably masturbate watching you work your pussy and us fucking. What do you think she'll think when she watches me come??"

"She'll probably wish she was there for a taste. Now shut up and just fuck me!" A half-dozen strokes later, he tensed and came in me. We got ourselves together and drove home, both of us with smiles on our faces as we thought about the woman watching our tape. Making the movie and giving it away to a stranger opened a new twist in our relationship.

One night on the way home from a dinner out at a nice restaurant we passed an adult bookstore. It was, after all, a 'play night,' but we had been more focused on having a nice evening together than sex. After talking about it for a few minutes as we continued driving, Phil turned the car around and headed back. We parked at the far end of the parking lot and walked into the store.

I don't know if the few customers that were skulking around weren't used to 'new' people, or maybe it was the way we were dressed or the fact that I was a woman. Phil was dress in a jacket and slacks, and I was in a light summer dress, not wearing any nylons in the hot weather. We sure got a lot of looks. We walked through the store looking at the videos and at the toys behind the counter. All eyes seemed to be on us. I felt myself getting wet just being in the store. A glance at Phil's crotch revealed that his cock was stiffening. Phil nudged me and we headed to the back of the store to the video booths. After stopping at a coin machine and getting $20 in quarters, we stepped into one of the booths, closed the door and sat down on the bench while our eyes adjusted to the dark. Phil put in some quarters and the feature came on.

The surprisingly clear video showed a woman with two men on a bed, one between her legs eating her pussy and the other kneeling by her head feeding her his thick, long cock. There was something hypnotizing about watching the action on the screen in the darkness of the booth. Phil reached over and pulled up my dress exposing my legs. I scooted up and slid off my panties and spread my legs. Phil immediately began lightly stroking my clit and, after about a minute, I had my first orgasm. It must have been the excitement of being semi-naked in a public place and the images on the screen.

We could hear people in the hallway and the doors of other booths opening and closing around us. During one of the darkened scenes on our video, I noticed light coming through the wall from the booth next to us. I leaned over and discovered a hole about 5-inches in diameter, lined with duct tape. A glory hole! I leaned over and looked into the next booth. A young man was watching the screen while working his hand slowly up and down his medium-sized cock. After watching him jack his cock for a few minutes, I made a noise to get his attention and then sat up and leaned over to Phil.

"There's a guy over in the next booth and I just got his attention," I whispered. "Let's let him watch us fuck!" Phil moaned and stood up to slide his pants off. We both looked down at the hole and saw the man looking through the glory hole at us.

I couldn't wait to display myself to this stranger, pushed Phil back down on the bench and climbed on his cock, sliding it into me in one smooth move. We paused for a moment and moved on the bench to give the man a clear view of our connection. Phil added to our stranger's view by reaching back and pulling my cheeks apart to give him an even better view of his cock sliding in and out of my pussy.

With a moan, I started working myself up and down Phil's length. The heat and smell of our sex in the booth was becoming stronger. I kissed Phil on the mouth deeply, then leaned into his ear and whispered, "There's some guy watching you fuck me. He's watching your cock slide in and out as I'm fucking you. God!"

"You are such a whore! I can't wait for him to watch me come in you!" Phil said back. With a sudden glint in his eye, Phil whispered, "Let's scoot toward the hole so he can touch us!"

"Touch us?"

"Yeah! So he can reach through the hole and feel my balls and my cock in your pussy!" Without another word, Phil began to slide his butt down the bench toward the hole taking me with him. Our stranger caught on quick and as soon as we stopped moving down the bench I felt another hand on my right cheek that stopped and then worked its way down between my legs. I hadn't started moving again on Phil's cock and we both were motionless as the stranger's fingers explored us. I moved again to kiss Phil on the mouth and then to his ear to whisper.

"I can't believe this! He is running his fingers up and down my pussy lips, around your cock, feeling it going into me! Oh, God!!" The fingers wrapped around Phil's shaft right outside my opening and squeezed him, causing Phil to moan. The stranger then slipped a finger into my opening, right next to Phil's cock.

"Ohhhhhh. God! He's in me!" The stranger worked his finger in and out of my pussy next to Phil's cock, getting it slick with my flowing moisture. He pulled the finger out of me and moved it up toward my asshole, lingering. Sensing what was coming, I tried to relax. After a moment, our stranger began working his slick finger into my asshole.

"He is putting his finger in my ass, Phil! God, fuck me. Fuck me!" I began moving slowly up and down on Phil's cock again, clenching around our stranger's finger. The whole thing tipped Phil over the edge, and he started to spasm and came in my pussy with a groan.

"God, Mary, I'm coming! He's up your ass!!!" As he came in my, I had a small orgasm focusing on his cock pulsing in and our stranger's finger clenched deep in my asshole. As Phil's orgasm subsided and he began to soften, I slid off of his cock, our stranger's finger still in my ass. I kneeled in the bench with my ass facing the hole and looked back at the arm coming through the hole. "Fuck my ass with your finger!" Our stranger heard me and began moving it in and out of my ass at a steady pace. The pain finally got to be too much and I pulled away from the hole, sliding the finger out of my ass as I moved out of his reach.

I sat down on the bench and our stranger pulled his arm back through the hole. Phil and I looked at each other for a minute in the flickering light of the video and we seemed to have the same sense of disbelief on our faces. The woman on the video screen was now getting fucked on her back by a black man, while another man filmed the scene. Apparently, it was a 'making a video' scene. Phil dug some more quarters out of his pants on the booth floor. His cock was started to get hard again and I wrapped my fingers around it and started to slowly pump him.

"Look," he said, pointing to the hole. I turned and saw about six-inches of circumcised cock protruding from the hole. Our stranger wanted some relief. "Touch it," Phil said.

"No way!" I wasn't ready to cross that bridge yet.

"Shit, Mary, he's felt your pussy, felt my cock in your pussy and stuck his finger up your ass. Now you're getting shy?"

I chuckled, "OK, you're right, but, well . . . " I reached over and wrapped my other hand around our stranger's cock. It was very hard and very warm. It twitched as I gripped it more tightly. Almost naturally I started to stroke his cock. Our stranger leaned into the wall with pleasure, giving me another ½-inch or so in length in my hand.

"Is that all you want to do?" Phil asked. "What do you mean?" I replied. "Don't you want to taste him?" Phil asked, quietly, licking my left ear.

"No. I'm not ready for that. Why don't you do it, Phil? Take him. Suck him. I'd love to see that!" The word spilled out of my mouth. I felt myself getting wet again. Phil looked at me as though I was daring him. "Do it. I know you want to. Make him come in your mouth!"

With that, Phil move me out of the way on the bench and move his face down to the cock, examining it. He turned to look at me one last time, and then kissed the head of the cock. Phil took a breath and slid his mouth down the length of our stranger's cock. I could hear a muffled groan through the wall.

I knelt on the floor and took Phil's now rock hard cock into my mouth and started to jerk the shaft slowly with my hand. I looked up and Phil was doing the same to our stranger's cock. I watched Phil work his pursed lips up and down the shaft of his unknown lover. He was using the same technique on our stranger that I had used on him for years; tight lips, suction, motion up and down on the penis. Phil was also doing my 'tongue thing' to our stranger; I could see Phil's cheeks swell as he took the cock into his mouth and he slathered the head of the cock with his tongue while it was deep in his mouth, almost down his throat.

Phil abruptly stopped and sat up on the bench, pulling his cock out of my mouth. "I've got to do something," he said. He tapped in our stranger's stomach and got him to pull his cock back through the hole. Phil leaned flat against the wall, inserting his own cock through the hole. "I want him to suck me for awhile." He let out a deep moan immediately, indicating that our stranger was obliging him. I kneeled on the bench behind Phil, sort of spooning him while he was blown anonymously. I then wanted to feel the exchange. I motioned for Phil to lean slightly back away from the hole so I could put part of my small hand through.

I was rewarded instantly as I made contact with our stranger's forehead. I moved my hand down him face – a beard! – and moved my fingers around his mouth. I savored the sensation of touching the connection of his lips wrapped around my husband's cock. I could feel the suction in our stranger's cheeks.

I pulled my hand back through the hole and straitened back up behind Phil. He leaned back and kissed me deeply, obviously close to coming. As I ran my tongue deeply into his mouth I felt him tense and start to shudder. He lost himself in a shaking orgasm, send several pulses of semen into our stranger's mouth. I broke our kiss.

"Did he swallow?" I asked with a whisper. "Every drop. God, that was one of the best orgasms I've ever had. No offense," he said, sensing I might me offended that he had reached a level of pleasure with a stranger he hadn't achieved with me. "None taken. It's the moment," I told him and meant it.

"Mary, he hasn't gotten off yet. I . . . " he trailed off, not sure what he wanted to say. "What? Phil, come on, at this point, there isn't much that could shock me."

"I . . . I want to take him up my ass," He blurted. I didn't say anything. He had shocked me. Our stranger's cock was sticking back through the hole, looking harder and even longer than before. A dollop of pre-cum fluid was dripping from the hole on the head. I felt my mouth water involuntarily – I loved licking that drip from Phil's cock. After a moment I said, "Ok. So, you want him to fuck you in the ass. Ok. Do it. I'm cool. In fact, I'm getting wet again thinking about it." And I was.