TITLE    : Brooke Beyond Innocence Ch. 01
STORYID  : brooke-beyond-innocence-ch-01
SUMMARY  : Reluctant wife discovers the pleasures of multipartner sex.
AUTHOR   : feverman@lit
DATE     : 2012-11-11
CATEGORY : loving-wives
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |mmf|wife-watching|oral|first threesome|reluctance|threesome|


<i>Note: This story was originally written as "Kim's First Extramarital Sex" and has been published previously on other sites. The Title "Brooke's First Extramarital Sex, Ch. 01," would not in the space allocated here. I felt the name change was desirable because I had just posted another short series here on Literotica.com using the name "Kim" for the lead character. My apologies are extended to previous readers from other sites. The story has also been given a good editing "scrub" and a number of minor improvements and corrections were made. The story has been one of my most popular writings. I hope you enjoy it.



Brooke Beyond Innocence by Chad Sanders a.k.a. Feverman</i>



Chapter 1



I called my wife again and told her I was still sitting in the same spot. "This traffic hasn't moved one inch in an hour and worse yet, I'm still stuck on this bridge. I don't have any idea when I'll get home. Go ahead to the party and I'll join you there as soon as this mess breaks up."



This would be the fourth of our friend Mark's parties we had attended. He had started having monthly parties at his private estate back in March, each one with a loosely enforced theme. The first had been, "Bring some Irish beer. It's going to be St. Patrick's Day sometime soon." For the June party, the theme was, "Women wear something lacy." There were usually fifty or more very interesting people at the well-catered events with a lot of eye-candy. Brooke and I had made a number of new friends the previous three times we had partied at Mark's place, although most of the people we had befriended were on vacation at the time and wouldn't be at this particular party.



Brooke told me, "I'll wait for you, honey. I don't want to go to Mark's place without you. I'm dressed a bit too... well, I bought a new outfit to wear for you, one like you... [Bleep]!" The loud bleep was followed by... nothing, total silence.



My freaking-piece-of-shit cell phone battery died, and I had just taken it off the charger at the office as I left work. The timing couldn't have been worse. It was Friday afternoon. My beautiful and very sexy, but ultra-conservative wife had finally decided to loosen up a bit and I was stuck on a bridge in a traffic snarl miles long with a dead cell phone. I was pissed beyond words.



I was so frustrated that I got out of my car, walked around behind it and slammed the phone into the concrete safety railing of the bridge. Not totally satisfied, I kicked the pieces into a convenient drain hole.



"Hell, I need a new phone anyway," I mumbled in disgust.



It must have been quite a show I put on. I heard a woman's almost uncontrolled laughter and looked up. A delightfully attractive brunette was laughing at me from the driver's seat of a Toyota 4 x 4 truck just behind me. For whatever reason, the combination of trashing my phone and the pretty woman laughing at me having a temper fit relieved some of the tension I was feeling. I started laughing at my own bizarre behavior too.



After a good laugh and an exchange of smiles, I got back into my car and leaned my head back into the headrest. I considered my misfortunes for a few brief moments and fell asleep, which fortunately didn't carry a single one of the dangers usually associated with falling asleep in traffic. A tap came on the window and I lowered it.



"I didn't want to honk and wake you so rudely, but you can move up some now. I'd like to get off this bridge. It makes me nervous," the lovely brunette told me. She followed her request with a heart-warming smile.



"Sure," I told her and returned her warm, friendly, facial expression. I pulled up the hundred yards or so that had opened up in front of me. The move got us off the bridge and I noticed a dirt road almost skirting the highway we were on. Darkness was closing in on us quickly. The idea hit me that I could just park my car on the shoulder and we might get out of there on the dirt road in her truck if she was agreeable. I plotted a visual path through the trees and saw that we could easily make it.



I walked back and proposed my idea to the stunning brunette. Five minutes later Janice and I we were navigating a paved country road and on our way around the massive wreck which she had heard earlier on the radio was the source of the traffic stoppage. As I drove, I asked Janice about her life. She revealed that she was single and had no kids. She went on to share a number of details about her life, including that she lost her husband in a boating accident. Driving her husband's truck to work once or twice a month was something she did just for the memories. Her husband had died over a year earlier and she hadn't dated even once since his death, saying she just couldn't go out to bars and such looking for men, and that dating men from work was not something she would ever do, although she had received numerous offers.



It took all my moral fiber to keep myself from attempting to get more familiar with her (and cheating on Brooke). Damn! She was pretty, very friendly, vulnerable and smelled wonderful. Somehow my higher self took over and I heard myself telling her, "I am really late to pick up my wife and go to a party. There should be several eligible bachelors there. Want to go with us?"



She considered my offer for a moment. "Okay. Thank you. I'd love to meet your wife and do something different for a change," she said and added another one of her beautiful smiles.



After a brief stop by the house where I discovered a note from Brooke, Janice and I headed on to Mark's place and the party. The note from Brooke had read, "Waited and waited. See you there. Love you bunches, Brooke." It had a little drawing of a woman in a short, pleated skirt and a lacy, see-through top.



The little drawing was eye-catching, something I couldn't have drawn even while looking at a photo of the image. Brooke was such a talented artist. Even her simple, doodling illustrations are awesome. I could hardly wait to see her lithe, lean figure in her sexy, new outfit. Brooke teaches dance which allows her to stay in tip-top shape. Her choreography talents are amazing too. I love just to watch her move, dancing, walking, working out new movements, or whatever. Her sexy-little-sketch had my imagination running wild. I was beyond anxious to see her wearing her lacy outfit in a group of people. This was a big first for her wearing something so sexy out in public and I was missing the show!



I looked at the clock in the kitchen as we walked into the party. It read 9:24 p.m. I was almost two and a half hours late getting there. I introduced Janice to a few people just inside the door and got us each a drink. I left her talking with Charles, a very eligible bachelor. He was a nice looking man who was flush with spending money because he had just sold a large furniture business.



I searched for Brooke or for Mark, our host, to see if he had seen her. They were not in the house, but I found them both in the Jacuzzi along with a group of other guys and gals.



The Jacuzzi was jammed full of people. Several of the women had to sit on men's laps to allow other couples a place inside. Brooke was sitting across Mark's lap facing away from me. I didn't think much of it a first, but before I got close Brooke turned around to look across the Jacuzzi and listen to someone on the other side. Her lacy white top was wet and completely see through, revealing her full, awesomely-beautiful tits about as clearly as they could possibly be viewed with something on. Her dark, erect nipple on the breast I could see stood out in clear contrast to the pearly-white skin of her breast, making it almost impossible not to stare. Shocked to my core, I stopped in my tracks. I felt my dick involuntarily swell and push out against the front of my pants as a wave of sexual arousal swept over me.



Brooke began laughing as did the whole group, apparently at the punch line of a joke. I moved to the side, away from her and Mark's potential line of sight, and merged into the crowd of people talking and dancing on the patio. I sipped on my drink and watched as Brooke took over the conversation and told a story.



She was very animated wiggling on Mark's lap and waving her hands as she shared her tale with a very attentive audience. Her nearly naked tit (the one I could see) bounced playfully on her chest. Her hard nipple poked out the front of her skimpy top and danced around atop her beautiful mound as she talked. For all practical purposes Brooke might as well have been topless. Her behavior was as unlike her as anything I'd ever seen or could have imagined.



Mark, the horny bastard he always is, took the liberty to steal a few feels of her tits as she was preoccupied talking. That didn't surprise me one bit, but what shocked me was that Brooke wasn't doing anything to discourage his aggressive, overtly-sexual behavior, at least nothing I could detect.



You need to understand that Mark adores Brooke. He had been trying to get in her shorts since we met him over a year earlier. He had tried to worm his way into her favor every time we saw him. Brooke had never given him even a hint he could get fresh with her and keep his face in one piece. Every little display of his obvious desire or any suggestive invitation he pushed her way was either ignored or brushed away immediately. Mark often looked at me with hopeless envy written on his face and called me a "lucky fucker" for having such a beautiful and loyal wife. He was single after a divorce some years earlier. Mark was always looking for quality, female companionship, especially encounters of a sexual nature.



As I watched Brooke I was getting more and more aroused, and more and more amazed at her dramatic change of behavior. Even though we had shared a few threesome fantasies with her letting other men seduce and fuck her in sexual dreamland, she had been insistent that no man other than me was ever going to touch her in more intimate ways in real life. Yet, there she was in full, living-color, allowing Mark to play around with her almost naked tits in a crowd of people at a party. It seemed utterly impossible to me.



I continued watching as Mark reached up and rolled one of her nipples between his finger and thumb a couple of times, kind of tweaking her nipples lightly for the men on the other side of the Jacuzzi to see. The second or third time he tweaked her, Brooke brushed his hand away like it was a minor annoyance, but just kept talking until she finished her story. It must have been a good story she told because the group burst into extended laughter at the end. As they all laughed, Mark pulled her back onto his chest with each of his hands firmly planted on a healthy tit. He hugged her that way holding her breasts in his hands and kissed her neck as he talked to her and laughed with her for the next minute or so. I couldn't believe my eyes. After way too long a time with his hands clearly massaging her tits to the obvious enjoyment of Mark and everyone watching, Brooke pushed his hands off her tits and told him to stop. I couldn't hear her words, but it was apparent she was telling him to back off.



So old, aggressive Mark then went for her pussy, or ass, or something under the water instead. I knew that because Brooke suddenly jerked and her hands dove under the water to try to get control of his. After a brief struggle and some exchange of words between Brooke and Mark, he gave up. He pulled his arms up out of the water and stretched them out behind the couples on both sides of them.



Apparently his gesture of surrender was only a compromise. Brooke started gently rocking back and forth on his lap, rubbing her naked (I shortly learned) butt cheeks on his crotch. I had no doubt that Mark was naked and hard as a rock beneath the water. It looked like she was fucking him slowly. I briefly wondered if she might be before the realization hit me that she wouldn't be, not in a million years, not in a group of people like that. I decided that Brooke was just teasing Mark and giving him some sense of pleasure from her newfound willingness to open up a little. In any case, it was wildly erotic for me to watch. My dick was throbbing hard in my pants and I was almost ready to lose a load without any direct stimulation.



I shook my head a couple of times trying to make sure what I was seeing was real. As they listened to someone else tell a story, Brooke continued to slowly wiggle and grind on Mark's lap until I guess he couldn't take it any more. He reached back under the water and went for the goodies again. Brooke stood up and pulled away from him. She was almost out of the Jacuzzi when Mark caught her by the arm. He pulled her back to him and whipped her around. Before she could do anything to stop him, he pulled her to him and gripped her head firmly in his hands. Mark's fingers locked together pressed against the back of her head, preventing her from pulling away. He held her head immobile and her captive while he kissed her lustfully on her mouth, right in front of everyone.



Brooke struggled to free her mouth from his, but Mark held her firmly in his grasp. I wondered if she would knee him in the balls or punch him there, but after struggling a bit more, she relaxed. Then, to my astonishment, she began kissing him back. Her attitude suddenly changed from reluctant to willing. Her submission was obvious when she began rubbing his arms and shoulders as she kissed him in return. They stood in the middle of the hot tub and kissed with Mark's very healthy and very naked dick pressed against my wife's belly. Brooke's bare ass was totally exposed in the lacy thong-teddy she was wearing. One of the other men brazenly took the liberty of rubbing her butt cheeks while she kissed Mark.



When their long, passionate, and seemingly totally-willing, kiss ended, Brooke wheeled around and quickly stepped up and out of the Jacuzzi in one fast, continuous motion. Mark and another guy each gave her a smack on one of her bare ass cheeks as she retreated from the assault. She grabbed a pleated, lace skirt that matched her teddy off a nearby chair. As she wrapped herself in the skirt, Mark and several of the other guys made loud comments.



"Come back soon, love," Mark said, and laughed and grinned at her.



Another guy said, "Nice body, Brooke; loved your stories... and your nice tits and butt too."



"You guys are hopeless, horny animals!" Brooke said to them, half grinning as well and with no real distress or noticeable aggravation in her voice.



I met her as she reached the doorway going back into the house and asked, "What got into you tonight?"



Brooke looked shocked to see me, but composed herself quickly and said, "I tried to warn you about wearing things like this. These men have been trying to feel my ass cheeks and tits ever since I got here. I had to act like I was with someone to keep them at bay. I hooked up with Mark hoping he would protect me. Wrong! He was worse than the others. When did you get here?"



"I've been watching you and Mark in the Jacuzzi for ten minutes or so. I have to say, it looked like you were having fun and not doing much to keep his hands off your beautiful and very exposed tits," I told her.



"I tried, honey, but he was very persistent. I let him get a few feels, hoping he would be satisfied with that, but was I ever wrong. That just made things worse. The more I let him do, the more aggressive he became. God I am glad to see you," she said and gave me a big hug and kiss.



I slipped my hands under her lacy skirt and onto her bare ass cheeks. "What's with this new outfit?" I asked, but before she could answer I added, "I would have bet the farm you wouldn't go out to a party wearing only a revealing, white, lace teddy and that little, matching, lace skirt. Does it excite you wearing something so sexy?"



"Remember the invitation? It said, 'Women wear something lacy.' So, I got something to show off my body a bit more for you, like you have been pushing me to do," she said. She paused and added, "Yes, I do feel sexy wearing this. It definitely grabs the attention of every male around. And yes, I have enjoyed the attention. I like that the men find me attractive wearing it, but, apparently it's just too much of an invitation for them to grope me. It is almost like wearing a sign saying, 'I'm available for sex.'"



I shared my approval and pumped her for more details. "This is all so different for you, Brooke, wearing something so revealing. You do realize that white lace is completely see-through when it's wet, don't you? I love that you wore it. It's very sexy and bold. I'm aroused and very excited about this new side of you. You have me totally turned on now, girl."



She was looking down at her hard, extended nipples to see how obvious they looked when I continued. "Tell me this: Did you get excited by the men trying to feel your body and with what Mark was doing... how about when Mark kissed you?"



Brooke sighed and took a deep breath. She thought for a second. I think she was considering just how much detail of her frisky behavior was safe to share with me. She suddenly noticed my erection pushing out my pants and said, "Oh god, it turned you on to watch me kiss Mark, didn't it?" she asked. Then she admitted, "Well, truthfully, I am just about as aroused as that erection of yours shows you are. I had no idea all this attention from men would be so stimulating, but it has been. I'm kinda worked up too."



With a note of sarcasm in her voice, she added, "This is all on you for pushing me to wear something so stimulating to other men. Well, I finally did it for you. I wore something so sexy and inviting that they just can't keep their hands off me. I hope you're happy now. Is this what you really wanted?"



I seized the opportunity to see if she was willing to step further into sexual adventure, to fulfill my favorite fantasy of watching her make love to another man. I told her plainly, "What I really want is to watch you fuck Mark."



"That is so sick! I can't believe you said that!" Brooke told me, frowning in disgusted disbelief. She tried to stare me down with her disapproving look.



I stepped into her personal space with my eyes ablaze with determination. Brooke retreated backward until the wall stopped her. With her trapped in front of me I came back hard by telling her, "Call it sick if you want, love, but that is exactly what I want to see. You know what I want. We have acted this out so many times in fantasy sex that it can't be a surprise to you. I want to see you come again and again with Mark's big dick pounding your sweet, tight, little pussy. I want to watch you work your body into a burning, sweating, orgasmic, bundle of pleasure fucking him and hear you cry out from the lustful joy you feel from having his big dick thrusting in and out of you. I want to watch you suck his big, fat cock and swallow his cum too. I'm not kidding about any of this."



"No freaking way! I can't do that! It is so wrong, so, so, wrong. Get me a drink and something else to smoke," she said.



"Are you high already?" I asked.



"Not high enough to do that!" she answered.



On the way to the bar, I introduced Brooke to Janice and she had met Charles at several earlier parties. I explained to Brooke that Janice had given me a lift and why. Janice was charming and nice and they talked for a few minutes as I got us a round of drinks at the bar just a few steps away. I rejoined them with our drinks and we talked and smoked a joint until Charles asked Janice to slow dance to one of his favorite romantic songs.



As Brooke and I sipped our drinks and watched couples dancing, I tried to think what would push my loving wife over the edge and make her want to fuck Mark for me. I considered begging, and then bartering, but suddenly I got the idea to shock Brooke and make her jealous enough to fuck Mark out of spite. The more I though about it, the better it sounded to me. So, I went for it. I told her a whopping big lie. I announced, "I have a confession, Brooke."

<hr pg="2" />"Like what?" she asked with a knowing expression on her face, expecting a joke like I usually deliver after a short set-up line I'm sure.



"I fucked Janice earlier, while we were stuck in traffic," I blurted out. "I'm sorry, honey. It just happened."



I watched Brooke turn red as a beet in shock and disbelief. Suddenly she threw her drink on me and hit me in the face with the plastic cup. "You cheating bastard!" Brooke yelled at me. She wheeled and stormed away as people stared at the scene I had pushed her into creating.



I watched her stand at the edge of the patio, fuming mad, for a few moments. Brooke was so upset she visibly fretted and talked to herself until she decided what to do. She marched with firm conviction to the Jacuzzi, grabbed Mark, and led him to his bedroom. With eyes ablaze, my angered wife looked directly and defiantly at me as she pulled Mark along behind her. Once inside his bedroom, Brooke slammed the door shut. I could hear the loud, telltale click all the way down the hallway as she forcefully locked the door. Whew, she was totally pissed off at me. I briefly wondered if I had made a serious mistake and had overdone things to the point of facing serious regret later on.



I gave them a few minutes to get started while I went looking for something to use to unlock the door. I found a safety pin in one of the kitchen drawers. The bedroom lock was simple to open. I pushed the pointed end of the pin in a little hole and to my relief I heard, "click." Just that easily the door was unlocked.



I walked in to find Brooke on her knees sucking Mark's dick as he sat on the edge of the bed. I watched the show for a few moments unsure if she even noticed I had entered the bedroom. When it was apparent she was fully committed to what she was doing with Mark and beyond backing out, I decided to admit my lie. "I need to tell you something," I announced to get her attention.



"Get out of here and leave me alone with Mark," she angrily demanded.



I ignored her demand and told her, "Brooke, I didn't really fuck Janice. I just wanted to push you over the edge of resistance so you would do this with Mark."



"Shut up you cheating asshole, or lying asshole... whatever... and, get out of here! I want some privacy with Mark," she yelled at me.



"I am not going anywhere," I told her in no uncertain terms.



"Well, fuck you then!" she said, still shaking mad.



Brooke turned her head away from me and went back to sucking Mark's dick. She was totally pissed off at me and yet was turned on at the same time. I watched her lustily deep throat Mark and suck his dick with feverish intensity, moaning and slurping loudly as she did. Brooke almost brought Mark to climax, but before he could come, she sensed his imminent climax. Rather than let him come in her mouth, she pushed him back on the bed, crawled on top of him and began kissing him with all the passion she had in her body. They kissed for several minutes, and she allowed his hands to roam all over her body until he finally reached up between her legs and unsnapped the bottom of her teddy.



When Mark pulled her teddy up over her waist, I saw the next most amazing thing of the evening. Brooke had shaved her pussy for me for the first time, something she had steadfastly refused to do until now. Thinking back, I guess the outfit almost required it. Oh fuck that was hot seeing his fingertips roaming all over her shaved pussy. 



I sat in an overstuffed chair near the bed as they continued kissing and watched as Mark pushed his middle finger into her glistening, wet pussy. Brooke moaned, "Oh god," and shifted to open her body more to him. He added a second finger and began stroking her G spot and rubbing her clit with his thumb. Brooke began to moan loudly and in the next instant she exploded in climax. Her body began shaking and convulsing from the pleasure Mark was giving her. Her powerful orgasm took over her body completely. She let him finger her burning-hot sex aggressively while she unashamedly humped his hand, and writhed and moaned with pleasure until it passed.



I sat there amazed, burning in fevered lust at what I had just witnessed. There was nothing I could have imagined at that moment in time any hotter and more wildly erotic than watching her climax like she had just done with him.



"Oh god, that was so good, Mark," she told him after her moaning and writhing died back.



Mark forcefully rolled Brooke on her back and firmly stated, "Wait till you feel this, love!"



He got on his knees beside the bed and pulled her body out to him leaving her butt just on the edge of the bed. He held her legs up in the air and spread her wide open as his tongue licked up through her pussy crack. After that, Brooke willingly held her legs open for him as Mark took both hands and spread her newly-shaved pussy lips wide open. He licked over her clit a couple of times and said, "You don't know how badly I have wanted to do this, Brooke." He kissed her clit and nibbled at her pussy lips and her throbbing-hot nub, flicking, licking, kissing and gently biting her as she squirmed and moaned in sexual ecstasy.



Mark kept kissing and licking Brooke with her holding her legs spread wide open for him until she almost screamed, "Oh my god! That feels so fucking good! Yes, Mark! That's incredible!"



She writhed under his mouth and after a few more minutes of intense pleasure she unexpectedly said to me, "I'm sorry I threw my drink on you, honey. And, I'm glad now that you came up with that clever lie and tricked me. This is so hot and good doing this with Mark! I never dreamed having sex with him with you watching me could be so fucking hot!"



Brooke put her feet on the bed and began pushing her pussy up and raking it over Mark's mouth and lips with belly dancer rolls. Her body quivered and she was flushed red all over as she humped his face and smeared her pussy all over his mouth. "I'm coming again!" she announced. "It's too good... too good!"



When it hit, her orgasm almost folded Brooke in half. She pushed Mark's head out of the way and rolled into a fetal position, rubbing her pussy and jerking in uncontrollable spasms until the intensity of her feelings passed.



Mark spread her wide open again on her back and began fingering her pussy with one hand. He used the other hand to vibrate her clit. He pinched the flesh on both sides of her clit, lifted the captured flesh and shook the whole area back and forth quickly like shaking water off his hand before changing back to rubbing directly over and around her pulsing, extended clit again. He rotated his attention to her sexual pleasure between those same methods a few times. His skilled technique drove Brooke into a state of fevered sexual-ecstasy. After a minute or so she burst into her third, all-consuming climax.



Mark didn't hesitate to take control. He stripped off her little skirt and teddy and demanded, "Get on you hands and knees for me." 



Brooke willingly did. She spread her knees wide and held her butt temptingly poked up in the air at the edged of the bed, offering her pussy to Mark, anticipating what he wanted from her. As she waited for her lover's cock to penetrate her, my loving wife looked at me with the most lustful, sexually submissive expression I had ever seen on her face. Brooke was on fire with a pure, animalistic, sexual hunger beyond what I had never seen. She was so beautiful naked, poised, ready and waiting to be fucked. I loved seeing that raw, sexual need radiating from her fevered face and body. I smiled and threw her a lip kiss to show her my lusty approval.



When the big flared head of Mark's dick pushed into her pussy, Brooke closed her eyes and looked away. She sank into the all-consuming pleasure of being fucked by a big, hot, hard dick. Mark began rocking his dick into Brooke, claiming another inch of her with each new thrust. Her body shivered and shook as she gripped his dick with willing pleasure. It was obvious my beautiful wife was lost in her lust and the glorious, overpowering, physical sensations dominating her world at that moment.



Mark didn't give her a break. Even when she climaxed again for him as he stretched and entered her, he began fucking her pussy with relentless passion. He shoved his cock deep into her pussy until his dick-head rammed into the end and abruptly stopped. Brooke's head flew up and she said, "Yes, god yes. That's what I needed. I needed to be completely full of your cock."



Mark went into high gear. He pounded Brooke's pussy and kept putting more and more weight on her as he fucked her like an animal, a predator, riding her, driving her body slowly and forcefully down onto the bed as he leaned in and covered her. He rammed his hard dick into her tight pussy again and again and kept it up even as she collapsed onto the bed under his weight in another orgasmic fit. Mark crawled on top of her and kept fucking Brooke as hard and fast as he could for several more minutes, until finally he locked up with his dick buried in her and filled her fertile, unprotected pussy with his hot cum. Brooke continued to convulse, moan with orgasmic pleasure, and hump his dick as best she could until Mark regained his stamina and began pounding of pussy again. She moaned loudly, squealed with pleasure and begged him to keep fucking her harder and harder as she climaxed with him. I was mesmerized watching her get fucked that way, listening to her express her passion so openly. As if in a surreal dream, I realized I had just witnessed the most passion-filled mutual-orgasm I had ever seen and that Mark and Brooke were still fucking like wild animals in the aftermath of their passionate releases.



After the chemical burst of energy died back and his climax finally ended, Mark fell on top of Brooke's petite frame and almost covered her completely. They lay there and didn't move for several minutes while they recovered, sharing little compliments back and forth. Eventually, Mark pulled his fat, spent cock out of Brooke's dripping pussy and wiped his dick on her still-shivering ass-cheeks. He rested by her propped up on one elbow and stroked her body gently. He used his cum as massage lube on her pretty, naked ass and drew more out of her pussy at times with his fingers. Brooke's pussy lips quivered and involuntarily contracted again and again as he rubbed her shivering ass cheeks. Her body was aglow with sexual heat.



At one point she told him, "God, that was wonderful, Mark. That was so perfect. I can hardly believe how good it felt to do that with you."



When I sensed they had rested and recovered enough, I stripped off of my clothes. I flipped Brooke onto her back, pulled her to the edge of the bed and raked the head of my dick up and down the slit of her pussy. I teased her by pushing the head around on her sex and slapping her excited clit with my dick-head. "Do you want this?" I asked her.



"Yes! God yes! Fuck me, honey. Please. I want you so much right now," she begged.



"Tell me you enjoyed fucking Mark and you're glad I got you to do it," I demanded of her.



"Yes, honey, I did. I really got into making love with him. I am glad you pushed me into it," she conceded.



"Will you fuck him whenever I want you to?" I asked.



"Yes, love; I promise I will. I'll do it whenever you want," she agreed. She begged me to fuck her, adding, "Please. Fuck me now. I need to feel you inside me."



I almost asked, "And, will you fuck every other man I want you to fuck?" but I decided to wait. She had been very giving already. Instead, I just made her tell me more about how much she liked getting fucked while I watched.



"I have never seen you come so many times so quickly. You really enjoyed fucking Mark with me watching you, didn't you? Tell me again," I said.



"I did, honey. I truly did. You saw. I had no idea doing this would turn me on so much. I am so hot right now I would fuck anybody for you," she admitted.



"Good," I told her. "Maybe later on I will have you fuck somebody else. For now it is just going to be the three of us. I want to see you really turn Mark on. Be his woman till I tell you to stop. I want to see you get totally turned on with him and fuck his brains out. Okay?" 



"Yes, honey. I will. I'm still turned on from what I did earlier with him," she said.



"I don't think you understand me. What I'm saying is, I want to see you give him all of you. I want you to let go and give him all your affection and passion, every last bit of you. Can you do that for me?" I told her.



"Oh god, that is scary," she said, "...but, okay; I will if that's what you want."



I pushed my dick in her hot, slick pussy, kissed her forcefully and fucked her with all the passion I had within me, bouncing us both off the bed a couple of times I got so carried away. After long minutes of hard pounding and passionate kissing, Brooke's pussy locked onto my dick in orgasmic contraction. It only took a few more, hard, driving thrusts into her tightly-knotted cunt to make me come. I exploded inside her. It felt like she pulled the cum through my dick with such force it actually burned. I pounded the insides of her clinching, gripping pussy and kissed her mouth lustfully as I shot blast after blast of my hot load into her already cum-slick cunt.



I stayed sufficiently hard to keep fucking her right through our climax. Once my erection fully hardened, I brought her to another orgasm in just a few more minutes. Brooke was red-faced and sweating, a burning-hot wild-woman fucking me. As we fucked more, her orgasms became almost continuous. I fucked her for another fifteen or twenty minutes in several positions, doggie, on her side, with her on top, and standing holding her suspended in the air with her legs locked around my waist. During another powerful climax, Brooke squirted her own cum between us for the first time.



When I felt her first, hot squirt I dropped her body back onto the bed and pulled out of her to watch. Mark and I stared at her first wet climax with amazement. While squirts of female cum spurted out of her, Brooke pulled her pussy lips apart and watched with us. Little streams of female cum spurted up out of her pee hole into the air about six inches, and then four, and then two. After that the cum just gushed out of her. I sunk my face into her soaked, hot, leaking pussy and sucked the last of her sweet juices into my mouth. Brooke was a babbling mess of orgasmic pleasure, writhing under my mouth and mumbling about how good it felt as I swallowed the last of her first squirting orgasm. 



"How about cleaning her up while she cleans my dick and balls?" I asked Mark.



"Sure," he said. "I thought you would never ask." Mark was more than ready to get back into the game.



While Brooke licked and sucked my balls and dick clean, I sat back and wondered if she would have ever had wet climaxes if it had not been for the intensity she felt during our threesome. Mark ate her pussy for a long while and cleaned her very well. He used his fingers to draw my cum and his out of her pussy. He swallowed a good bit of my cum in the process and actually seemed to enjoy doing so. When Brooke was through cleaning me, Mark crawled up to Brooke and shared some of the cum from her pussy by kissing her with his cum-covered lips and having her suck cum from his fingers. 



After a long and very arousing session which alternated between Brooke kissing Mark and sucking his cock, Mark asked, "I'm ready to fuck you again. Do you want me in you ass or pussy, lover?"



"Wherever you want; I just want to feel you inside me again," she lustily answered. 



They both turned to look at me and Brooke asked, "Is that okay with you, honey?"



I assured them it was by saying, "As long as it really turns you both on, don't bother to ask; just go for it."



End of Chapter 1. Continued in Chapter 2.



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