TITLE    : The Convention Ch. 03-04
STORYID  : the-convention-ch-03-04
SUMMARY  : Chapters 3 &4 of a 14 chapter wife-watching novella.
AUTHOR   : feverman@lit
DATE     : 2013-02-23
CATEGORY : loving-wives
FLAGS    : 
TAGS     : |mmf threesome|wife-watching|oral|anal|voyeurism|masturbation|jealousy|


<em>Note: The Convention is a 14 Chapter hard-core wife-watching Novella that included multiple-partner sex, corruption, attempted blackmail, betrayal, and revenge. You have entered in somewhere in the middle. Hope you have read the previous chapters and enjoyed them. If not, now would be a wonderful time to do so. In any case, please enjoy this segment of the story. Chad</em>



Chapter 3



Kate felt another wave of mixed emotions fill her being as she rode the elevator to the eleventh floor with Cam. Her flushed face and wrinkled skirt and blouse clearly displayed her recent wildness. She was sure the other occupants of the elevator couldn't help but notice her just-fucked appearance. Two of the men made eye contact and gave her seemingly knowing smiles. Their attention made Kate grin on the inside, but she did her best to keep from showing the complex mix of feelings and thoughts competing inside her in at that moment, the mixture of pride and warm sexual pleasure clashing with her sense of shame and regret. In spite of her inner turmoil, she shared a little coy smile with the men, just a little, friendly acknowledgment of their interest in her. It was simply an automatic response for her to be nice to admiring men.



When the other passengers got off at the eighth floor, Kate's emotions suddenly shifted noticeably to the negative. She felt uneasy, guilty and a bit apprehensive to face her husband alone. 'Why?' She wondered, and remembered, 'This whole sexual fling was for him. There is no reason I should feel ashamed.' But, the uneasy feelings lingered. 



For the umpteenth time that evening, or so it seemed to her, Kate bolstered her self-confidence. She took a deep breath, looked Cam in the face, and asked, "Was that show in the taxi something like what you had in mind?"



Cam was aglow with approval and happiness when he told her, "That was more perfect than I could possibly explain to you, love. I know this is going to sound strange, but I feel closer to you at this moment than I think I ever have. Thank you for doing that for me." Cam hugged and kissed her with heartfelt affection. Kate felt her husband's intense love for her and his deep, sincere sense of gratitude. She felt truly loved and appreciated, and those things made her feel much better about the very out-of-character and unladylike acts she had just performed.



"Are you ready to see me do more?" She asked with a refreshed attitude, mostly to hear Cam say the words and gage his reaction. She knew from the lust-filled look on his face that Cam would want to see her engaged in more hot sex with Lance.



"Yes," he simply told her, and smiled knowingly.



"How much more, love?" Kate asked.



"I would like to see you do everything possible with Lance, all night long, so long as you are having fun and it is just a pleasure quest, an emotionally-uninvolved sexual fling for you to enjoy. If you start getting drawn in to him emotionally, don't continue; quit. You have to be strong in just that one way. Like I said earlier, I love you and don't want to risk this doing damage to our relationship in any way."



"No problem," she assured him.



Kate was still in the shower when Lance came to the room. The men had drinks and talked until Kate came in wearing a beautiful, red, butt-length, lace baby-doll top and nothing else but red high-heels.



"Like?" she asked Lance as she spun in front of him, showing off her outfit and her naked body underneath.



"Yes, I do. You are amazingly, wildly beautiful, Kate. Thank you for wearing that wonderful lingerie for me. It's super hot and you look fabulous in it," he complimented and thanked her.



"Thank you, handsome," she told him and joined Lance on the sofa with a big happy grin on her face.



She told the men, "Gentlemen, I feel a little strange being the one with the least clothes on."



As Cam began to undress, the idea of giving Lance and Kate some privacy occurred to him. The thought of leaving them alone frightened him, but he liked the sudden challenge this abrupt change in his emotions provided him. The wave of fear and jealousy he felt confronted his sense of his inner-strength and his previously-unwavering resolve to fully enjoy his longstanding fantasy. Without giving things a second thought, Cam embraced the idea of facing his fears and overcoming them. He asked Kate, "Can I ask you a quick question in private, honey?"



"Sure," she agreed.



In the bathroom with the door closed Cam asked, "How would you feel if I gave the two of you some privacy for half an hour or so?"



"I'm not sure; why would you want to do that? I thought you got turned on watching me," she responded.



Cam shared, "I do, but I also want to deal with these strange fears I have of you being alone with a lover. I can't really explain it, but the idea of you fucking someone while I'm not there scares the hell out of me. I don't like feeling fearful, being afraid of anything. I know this was not part of our agreement, but I would like to face this fear I have of you being alone with Lance. I would like to leave you alone with him for a little while to see how I can deal with my emotions, my fear. Does that make any sense to you that I would want to do that?"



"Sort of, I guess. I know you don't like letting things get the best of you. I'd rather you stay, but I'll be okay with Lance. You decide," she told him.



"Okay. Let's do it. I'll be in the bar downstairs for two drinks and then I'll come back," he told her. Cam gave Kate a loving, deeply-passionate kiss and said, "I love you with all my heart. Have fun."



Kate took Lance by the hand and led him to the bed as soon as the door to their suite shut behind Cam. Toward the end of Cam's absence, they were resting, snuggling together after Kate's third climax and Lance's first when they heard the door opening. They looked up to see Cam enter the bedroom.



Cam walked to the overstuffed, bedside chair holding a fresh drink, set it down and took off his clothes.



Kate asked, "How are you doing, love?"



"Great," Cam told her, with no visual indication that things were actually great.



He had spent the previous half-hour in mental anguish, thinking continuously about his wife fucking Lance in numerous ways in their room. He thought about her kissing him and climaxing on his dick, and even the totally unfounded fear that she might have told Lance she loved him. He knew it was almost impossible for Kate to have fallen so heavily for her new lover, but Cam's jealousy demon haunted him relentlessly. In spite of his best efforts to the contrary, the majority of his mental conflict fell to the negative side. The painful emotions of separation, loss and jealousy dominated the ever-present but greatly overpowered state of arousal he felt. He hadn't liked the balance of his feeling and had tried time and time again to no substantial avail to concentrate just on his arousal. He wanted the sexual fever simmering in his loin to win out. However, his lust simply couldn't reach the wonderful-feeling, boiling point he had enjoyed as he watched Kate fucking Lance earlier. Even when he rubbed his dick discretely at the bar to urge it into fullness again, his cock wouldn't throb and ache with the same lusty pleasure as before. The unsettling, jealous feelings were far too strong; they dominated his attitude, his sense of well-being.



His answer "Great" was like the "Fine" he sometimes heard from his wife when she was upset over something, in reality meaning, "Not so fine."



Kate sensed his distress and temporarily abandoned her lover. She went to Cam, kissed his forehead and face, and knelt between his knees. She kissed the head of his semi-hard cock and said, "I still love you, and only you. Lance is a wonderful lover, but I still love only you, Cam."



As if she had waved a magic wand and made his dick grow, all the stresses of the last half-hour fled his body. His dick hardened rapidly in her mouth. Two big tears, one from each eye, rolled down his face and he told her, "Thank you. Those may be the sweetest words I've ever heard."



Cam thought for a second and asked the thing his tortured mind wanted to know most of all, "What did you do while I was gone?"



"We fucked," Kate answered. She sensed the shortness of her response and his need for detail, She added, "When you left, I brought Lance to our bed. He gave me oral sex until I came for him. We made love in the missionary position until I came again. After that he fucked me doggie style and we climaxed together just before you came back."



"You haven't sucked his dick?" he asked.



"No," she told him.



"Would you do that for me?" Cam requested.



Kate responded, "Sure; whatever you want, love."



As Kate crawled onto the bed to comply with her husband's request she thought to ask, "What was it like being separated from me and knowing I was making love to another man?"



Cam explained, "I could never master the negative feeling of it. I tried really hard to find a way to enjoy leaving you alone with Lance, but I wasn't very successful. I had mixed feelings, but knowing what you were doing hurt more than it aroused me."



"I figured as much," she told him as she lowered her mouth to her lover's cock. Kate helped reduce his worst fear. She turned back to Cam and said, "I will never do anything behind your back, honey."



Watching his beautiful wife's lips stretched wide moving up and down Lance's hard, fat cock sent a burning sexual fever to every cell in Cam's body. He felt a wave of climatic pleasure growing in his groin and he knew he might as well add to the wonderful sensations by using his hand; his cock was going to explode in climax soon anyway. He had no conscious reason for doing so, but when he felt the cum rising in his cock, Cam suddenly stood and took the few steps needed for him to spew his cum on his wife's naked back and butt. Some unknown compulsion took over and he needed to spew his cum on her while she sucked her lover's dick. He pounded his throbbing, squirting dick until the spraying stopped, then milked the last of the white cream out of his dick onto his wife's naked ass. He leaned over and used both hands to smear the massive load of his freshly-spent cum on Kate's heated, still-sweating body, leaving a creamy-white layer of his seed glistening on her butt cheeks and lower back. Seeing his cum smeared on her body reminded Cam of a layer of fresh, wet, vanilla icing on a cake.



Cam's dick didn't shrink much after his orgasm. His cock barely shrank from the bone-hard state it had been in when he climaxed. He offered the leaking head of his cock to Kate to clean away the last remnants of his passion. Kate pulled her mouth from Lance's cock and sucked her husband's dick clean. Only when Cam returned to his seat did Kate resume kissing and sucking her lover's dick.



Kate thought about the contrast between their cocks. Lance's cock was thicker and darker, his rim higher and more sweeping, while Cam's dick was longer and his cum had a sweeter, milder taste. She loved the idea that her mouth was on both dicks just seconds apart. She wished she could suck them both at once or swap her mouth and lips back and forth between them. It felt so naughty and deeply arousing to her to have two such contrasting dicks to play with at the same time. The whole threesome thing was that way for Kate, fresh, exciting and filled with thrilling, heightened, uniquely-wonderful, sexual pleasures. 



It took a long while for Lance to recover enough from his previous orgasm to cum again, to give Kate the satisfaction of pleasing Cam by sucking her lover to climax. Cam watched and stroked his dick as Kate worked her lips, mouth and hands over Lance's plump cock. Ten minutes or so into the marathon blow job, Lance still hadn't come for her. Kate took a break to rest her neck and mouth.



"Are you happy with what I've done for you up till now?" Kate asked Cam as she held Lance's glistening erection, ran her fingertips over the head and slowly stroked him.



"You've been perfect, Kate. Everything you've done has been absolutely wonderful. Thank you so much," Cam told her, still slowly stroking the shaft of his dick as he looked at her glowing, flushed face and spoke. "Can't you see how sexually aroused you have me?" he asked.



"Yes, I can see, but I like to hear you tell me too. Hearing your voice turns me on even more," she encouraged him.



Kate turned to Lance and asked, "How about you?"



"Ditto," Lance replied, and grinned at the shortness of his answer.



"Is that all you have to say, asshole?" Kate laughingly chided him.



Lance grinned happily at her and said, "You are the most exciting and most beautiful woman I have ever met. Truthfully Kate, there is not a single thing I would change about you. You are perfect beyond anything I have ever imagined. My only regret is that you belong to another."



Kate considered the sincerity of Lance's compliment, thinking back to when Cam was downstairs in the hotel bar and she was alone with Lance. His actions during Cam's absence were consistent with his words. His passion for her while Cam was gone left no doubts in her mind that Lance was seriously attracted to her. She had felt his intense desire and his passion when they made love in private. Kate was sure she had touched her date in a very special way. She had fully unleashed her sexual hunger with Lance and had made him feel very special to her, as if he was the most wonderful lover on planet earth. She had shown him the depth of her womanhood and openly revealed the intensity of her hunger for him and what they were doing together. In the heat of their furious, wild fucking, Kate had even told Lance a forbidden thing. With him penetrating her from behind as she lay with her chest pressed to the bed and her ass arched up for him to fuck her doggie style, she told him he was the best lover she had ever been with. "Nobody has ever turned me on this way. I've never felt so ravished and desired. I love the way you fuck me. You're the best ever," she exclaimed in a wave of fevered passion as he pounded her pussy with hard driving thrusts that repeatedly drove her upper body and face into the bed.



Hearing those words was a milestone in Lance's plan to win Kate's heart and her loyalty to him. His pride soared and he was confident everything was going exactly to plan, even better than expected. He felt sure he would own her completely very soon, own her mind and her loyalty the same way he totally owned her body at that moment. His mind briefly drifted to the ways he could use her to enhance his personal ambition and wealth. The thought of having the beautiful Kate serving as his sexual slave brought a big grin to his flushed, overheated face. Lance was so sure of Kate's commitment to him, he asked, "Do I satisfy you better than your husband?" 



Lance fully expected Kate to tell him he was a far better lover and that he satisfied her much better than Cam. He expected that response because all the wives he had conquered in the past had shared such praise with him in the heat of their lovemaking.



When Kate responded to his question, Lance realized the answer he got was foolishly deserved, even if it was not what he wanted to hear. After she answered, he had to mentally regroup. He had to remind himself that securing a woman's unquestioning loyalty was a process; it was a series of steps that led to the ultimate victory he had in mind, not just a single event. 'Don't get too cocky and rush things. Take your time and pay attention to the detail,' he mentally coached himself. 



Kate stopped fucking Lance, turned her body and looked up at him over her shoulder. She told him, "No, Lance. You're better at the pure sexual things I like. Your technique is polished and wonderful. You know exactly how to push my buttons to bring me to wonderful orgasms, but you don't satisfy me nearly as fully as my husband. It's a love thing, Lance. But, I can honestly say that you are a wonderful lover and I have truly enjoyed being with you this evening. I have loved dancing with you, kissing you, the fabulous sex... all of it, everything we've been doing together."



Kate's display of continued loyalty to her husband annoyed Lance. Her mixed but still stinging response made him consider what to do next. How could he get the most from Kate during whatever time they might have left to share with each other? He decided to try a temporary retreat to see if she would chase after him.



"Ouch," he replied, and laughed. Attempting to lighten the moment, he added, "You sure know how to deflate an admiring lover's ego."



"Did you expect flattery rather than honesty?" she asked.



"Hoped for," he said. "I guess it was just a moment of temporary insanity and wishful thinking."



Kate made clear her perspective. She told Lance, "I like you a lot, Lance, and I can't begin to tell you how wonderful being this intimate with you has been for me, but you need to understand something. I am and always will be Cam's woman. We may have the most fabulous sex that two people have ever had, and you may feel as if our souls have merged into one while we are in the throes of our sexual passion, but I will always be his woman in my heart. My suggestion to you would be to use me like a thoroughbred during a mile and a half race. When it is over, be content to turn me back over to my owner, well ridden and spent. No matter how much wonderful sex we have and how totally committed to you I am during our love-making, I will never choose you over my husband if put to the test."



"I understand," Lance told her in a sunken, defeated-sounding, purposely-misleading voice, but in his mind, he thought, 'We'll just have to see about that, you stubborn, little bitch.'



Kate wasn't amused at her lover's obvious plea for sympathy. She told Lance, "Don't get wimpy on me, stud. I won't buy into anything less than you being the heart-stealing, totally-confident ladies' man you are at heart. I won't give you an ounce of sympathy for sniveling in mental retreat. Fulfill your potential. You're the man here. Be my strong dominate lover, big boy, the man you implied you would be with me. Cam left me with you to go off and face his fears for a little while. This is your chance to privately show me what you have. Are you up to the task?"



With that Lance pulled her hips up off the bed with dominant roughness. He lifted her butt up into the full doggie position and with one hard thrust he shoved his dick deep inside her pussy. He fucked her hard and with much more force and intensity than before, fucked her with a passion bordering on violence until they were both lost in the wild, wonderful feeling of fully-committed, sexual euphoria, until they were simply and completely consumed by their unrestrained, sexual passion. Lance fucked Kate with animalistic abandon, grunting loudly as he drove his dick into her, biting her back and pulling her hair to add to the intensity of their furious intercourse.



Lance's demonstration of passion made Kate call out with moans, squeals and cries of pleasure. He demanded that she beg him to do more, to fuck her with more physical force until they both were lost in nothing but the pure lusty pleasure of the moment, and she did beg. She begged him to fuck her harder, faster, deeper and to come in her pussy. Their loud, vocal, mutual orgasm left them each breathless and feeling fully sated, wonderfully fulfilled, temporarily exhausted and floating on a endorphin-induced cloud of sexual euphoria. Their torrid fucking had just ended and they were resting together in the delightful aftermath when Cam returned from the bar.



Kate's attention came back to the present and Cam watched her resume sucking another man's cock, continuing that first-time experience. Her enthusiastic oral affection delighted Cam's visual senses until Kate needed a break to relax her neck and jaw. Even then, Cam continued to cook in his fevered state of mind and body and stroked his cock while watching Kate keep Lance's cock fluffed to full hardness by stroking him with her hand.

<hr pg="2" />As he watched Kate stroking Lance's dick, Cam could only wonder at what had taken place between them in his absence. The thought of them fucking on that same bed filled his imagination. His jealousy demons had vanished now that he was with his wife again and could savor the sight of her tending to Lance's needs. As he watched her slowly stroking her lover's hard dick, Cam's mind created visions of them in the throes of heated love-making while he had visited the bar. He imagined their bodies entwined with them full of sexual vigor, slamming their groins together without restraint and crying out loudly from the pure joy they felt fucking each other. 



When Kate had rested her neck and mouth sufficiently to resume her oral attention to Lance, she continued. She was determined to fill her mouth with her new lover's hot cum and swallow every drop that she could contain. She wanted his cum in her mouth and she wanted Cam to see her passion for fulfilling his fantasy. She spat on Lance's dick in a very unladylike way, grinned at Cam and then used her saliva to lubricate the bulging shaft, continuing to smile at her husband as she milked Lance's stiff dick with a twisting motion of her skilled hand. She only put Lance's dick back in her mouth when Cam suggested, "I'd like you to suck his dick some more when you can, love"



As her mouth and jaw begin to tire again after several more minutes of her vigorous blow job, Kate chidingly asked Lance, "Do you want to come in my mouth sometime soon or do you just want me to massage your dick all night with my tongue and lips?" 



"Well, I could enjoy this for a lifetime, but I get your point," Lance told her.



Kate sucked her lover's dick and kissed and sucked his balls using all her oral skills. She stroked his cock with her saliva-coated hand and sucked the head, pushing her lips over the flared rim and pulling back while sucking gently with lips pressed firmly onto the smooth skin of his excited, swollen dick-head. She ran her lips up and down the outside of the fat, taut shaft looking at her husband with lust-filled eyes while she pleasured her lover more with her mouth and hands. Cam watched with his mind locked in intense focus while he stroked his dick, burning from the inside out and thrilling at the show Kate was putting on for him.



"If you want more of me after tonight, give me your cum really soon, Lance. Shoot my mouth full of your hot juices," she told him as she rested after another extended sucking session.



When Kate began sucking him again, Lance willed his dick to come for her. "I want to see my cum smeared all over your beautiful face, girl," he told her as the feeling of orgasm swelled inside his cock. "Come kiss me with your mouth full of my cum," he requested in the full-blown grip of his lust, as the urgent feeling of orgasm took over.



Kate did. She pumped the first spurts into her mouth, more onto her face and smeared the last of his ejaculation onto her cheeks, neck and lips by rubbing the shaft of his dick all over them. She held his spent dick in her hand and slowly massaged the softening organ and his balls as she kissed Lance and shared her lover's cum with him.



Lance's orgasm reduced the intensity of his desire, but not Kate's; it inflamed her lust even more. When she felt Lance's passion wane in the aftermath of his latest orgasm, she pulled away and went to Cam, pulled her husband to the bed and straddled him. Kate guided her husband's throbbing, hard cock to her pussy and lowered her body on him as she kissed him with lips still coated with her lover's cum. 



Cam's mind tried to reject the idea of kissing his wife's mouth dripping with another man's cum, but he didn't stop her wet lips from pressing onto his. His verbal protest died in a moaning grunt when she engulfed his cock with her burning-hot pussy. Kate ignored his feeble attempt to stop her. She kissed, shared her lover's cum and fucked him with such passion Cam forgot everything but the wonderful feeling of his loving wife's excitement and her intense sexual need for him. When she stopped kissing him to breathe and work her magic on his dick, Cam could only marvel at the feeling of her warm, slick pussy pulling up and riding down his cock, gripping him with amazing dexterity. Her body was alive and hot to his touch, so in tune with his dick it felt like she was sucking his cock with her pussy. 



Unlike Lance who had fucked Kate three times, Cam was relatively fresh and had a much fuller reserve of sexual energy. When Kate climaxed on top of Cam, riding his dick and fucking him for all the pleasure she could get, he rolled her onto her back and fucked her for another ten minutes and through another orgasm without giving up another load. 



With Kate filled with orgasmic need, begging her husband to fuck her harder, Cam turned to Lance and asked, "Did you fuck her ass?"



"No, I didn't," Lance told him.



"Do you want to fuck her that way now?" Cam asked.



"If I can get hard again now, I certainly would love to fuck her ass," Lance assured him.



"Good. I'll get her tight, little anus stretched and ready for you."



Cam pulled his still-bone-hard cock out of Kate's pussy and retrieved a tube of lube from his shaving kit in the bathroom.



"Do you want me to fuck your ass and get it ready for Lance?" Cam asked Kate. He wanted to hear her admit her sordid willingness out loud.



"Yes, I want both of you that way," she told them. Kate truly did want Cam to fuck her ass and then turn her over to Lance. She wanted to feel both their dicks inside her butt. She craved more lusty pleasure and wanted to get naughty with them any way they wanted. This was her night of sexual freedom and exploration and she was turned on enough to do anything they asked of her; it didn't matter to Kate as long as she could feel their heated desire for more of her.



"Can you get hard again, Lance?" Cam asked before commenting, "I can get her ass primed for you."



"I think so, but I could use some help," Lance explained.



"Suck his dick and make him hard again for your ass, honey," Cam told her.



Kate sucked Lance's dick and stimulated him to fullness while her husband fucked her forbidden hole. Cam fucked her butt slowly for a long while, watching her tenderly suck her lover's dick. He increased the pace of fucking her until he was ramming her butt-hole hard with each thrust and she was begging for him to fuck her even harder. Cam's question, "Do you like having two dicks inside you at once?" pushed Kate over the top.



Her body stiffened and shivered as hot cum spewed from her body all over Lance's feet and lower legs. Her squirts were more forceful than ever before, much more powerful than the usual bubbling up of cum, or the slow flowing that accompanied her orgasm. Her body convulsed in hard, muscled-straining spasms. Her legs jerked and her toes curled back against her feet as she shot cum from her body in powerful streams, soaking the bed under her. Kate reached a new sexual high sucking her lover's thick, hard dick with her husband fucking her highly sensitive ass.



"Your turn," Cam simply said to Lance when Kate collapsed under him to briefly rest and recover from her mind-blowing, soul-gripping orgasmic feast.



The extra girth of Lance's cock-head stretched Kate's ass-hole painfully until the flared rim popped through her tight, anal constriction, but she was too turned on to care. She only winced as his big dickhead passed from the outside into her rectum, but didn't complain. She wanted his dick in her ass more than anything at that moment and encouraged him, "Yes, baby, that's it. You're inside me now. I want it. Take the rest of me." Lance stopped his forward movement and let his delightful lover adjust to the feeling of having his fat cock-head inside her butt.



"Tell me when you are ready for more," he considerately told her.



Kate breathed hard and fast. She simulated the breathing she had seen in films of women who were experiencing the labor of child birth. Her ass burned and felt almost torn, but she wanted more. She resolved to push past the pain into the wonderful feeling she had every reason to believe would follow.



"Just rock back and forth really slowly for a minute," she told Lance.



Lance fucked Kate's asshole with barely perceptible movement at first and slowly increased the length of his thrusts until he was fucking her butt in and out an inch or so, then two inches, then three. "Fuck me hard now," she finally demanded.



Lance only increased his movements slightly as he enjoyed the smooth tightness of Kate's ass. He looked down at her beautiful, round butt-cheeks and the sight of his dick going in and out of her stretched anus drove his sexual fever higher. He loved the sight of his dick fucking the beautiful, married woman's ass and watching her submit to him in the most personal way possible. It gave him a powerful sense of pleasure that he was fucking a gorgeous, married woman in her ass while her husband watched him dominate her. He purposely didn't fuck her hard. He wanted to hear her beg for his dick in front of her husband. He wanted control of them both, Kate first and then Cam. Cam would surely be his future puppet. The poor sap was so deeply in love with his wife he would do anything to keep her happy and protect her from harm. Lance fully understood Cam's vulnerability. He planned to fully exploit Cam's love for his wife to his full advantage. 



The anal fucking went on for minutes with the feeling slowly building toward orgasm in Lance's dick when he heard the desperate, needy tone of voice he had waited to hear from Kate. Her voice reeked of sexual hunger, need and desperation when she begged for more of his cock, "Fuck me hard, Lance. Fuck my ass really hard, baby. Fuck me with every bit of the feeling you have for me. Come in my ass."



Lance smiled at the fact that Kate was finally so committed to him she would beg for him with such urgency in front of Cam, but he still didn't speed up or change his rhythm. A moment later she again begged, "Please, fuck me hard and come in my ass. I need you. Do it for me, please!"



Lance looked over at Cam stroking his dick. Cam was watching them, flushed and filled with sexual lust at seeing his wife's ass get fucked for the first time by someone other than him. In a demonstration of his dominance and control, Lance took a few, longer strokes and then he let go of all the passion in his body. He fucked Kate's ass as hard and fast as he could for a couple of minutes as she gripped his dick with hard contractions of her body in almost continuous orgasm. Kate surrendered to her need and told Lance over and over, in many ways, how "fucking wonderful" he felt to her, even telling him in the heat of her wild lust, "Oh god you have all of me now. I'm so totally yours." 



Finally, Kate had to have Lance's cum. The urge to feel him explode with pleasure deep inside her bowels overpowered her thoughts of anything except fucking him. She craved the feeling of having her lover's cock twitching and pumping cum into her, to see and feel him totally lost in the wild wonderful passion of the experience. She tightened her ass muscles around his thick cock with all the strength in her body and made him give her his cum.



Kate couldn't contain her need, telling Lance, "Oh god yes, fuck my ass, Lance. Fuck me hard and fill me with your cum. Fuck me like no man ever has, lover. Take me to a place no man has ever taken me! We are one now! Can you feel how much I need you to come in me?"



Lance pounded Kate, bounced her on the bed and gave her his cum in another fit of animalistic fury. She pushed her ass up to meet his body-jarring thrusts, each one slamming her body back onto the bed. Again and again she pushed up to meet him, forcing his dick deep into her bowels, sucking the cum from him with her contracted body, all of it, until he screamed out and pumped his sperm deep inside her demanding ass.



"Oh fuck, Kate, I am coming again!" he yelled out as the first spasm of orgasm forced cum though his dick with a burning force.



"No woman has ever made feel like you do! I have never come four times in one night," he admitted, shared, and complimented her with a hoarse, gravelly passion in his voice.



Lance fell on top of Kate's quivering, twitching body as he tried to recover enough oxygen to talk more, to tell her how wonderful she was. It took several attempts before he could speak in more than broken, labored, breathless words. He ended his string of passionate expressions with, "You are the most passionate lover I have ever known. Nobody compares with you. Nobody even comes close."



Cam spewed cum on the bedroom carpet and on the side of the bed watching his wife and Lance fuck like he had never seen or imagined she could with anyone but him. When Lance was done, spent and he was lying still and smothering Kate with his body, Cam said to him, "Call us in the morning. I'd like to be alone with Kate now."



Lance pulled his softened dick out of Kate's stretched ass, kissed her back and neck a few times and whispered to her, "Goodnight Kate. You are truly amazing. This has been the most wonderful night of my life." He dressed in silence and quietly left with a token goodbye wave to Cam.



Cam waved to Lance and snuggled up to his wife and kissed her. Kate smiled without otherwise moving as her mind gave up the brief desire she felt to do more with her husband. Before she could make her body respond to her rapidly fading will, she drifted off to sleep, savoring the feeling of being fucked into total, soon-to-be unconscious, sexual nirvana. She knew she had reached a completely new level of sexual giving. She felt wonderfully, blissfully used. Her mind floated away to dreamland on a breeze of complete and utter satisfaction.



Chapter 4



Wednesday morning room service delivered the breakfast Cam ordered and he kissed Kate awake at half past eight a.m. 



She rolled over, wiped her eyes and looked up at him. The shocking reality of what she had done the night before confronted Kate and she asked, "Oh god, honey, did I do what I think I did last night?"



"Yes, you did, and you were beautiful beyond words doing all of it," Cam told her.



"Oh fuck, I didn't, did I? Please tell me it was just a dream!" she exclaimed at the growing realization being fueled by a steady stream of flashbacks.



"Don't worry for a second about what you did last night. You were amazing! I love you now more than ever. I loved the way you performed so beautifully and with such passion for me, Kate," Cam reassured her.



"You must think I'm a total slut now. Oh fuck! Cam, what got into me?" she asked.



"I don't think that, not at all. You're the most desirable woman in the world to me. I don't care what labels you or anyone else want to put on what you did. I loved every minute of last night, both your wonderful, willing attitude and the actual sex you enjoyed. Everything about last night surpassed my wildest dreams, especially the way you let go of all reluctance and really embraced making love to Lance," Cam assured her.



"Honestly, Cam, you don't think I am a complete tramp or slut for doing all that crazy stuff with him?" she asked again.



"No, I don't. In fact I want you to feel free to do more if you think you might enjoy it. I truly loved watching you get so filled with uninhibited lust and seeing you give your mind and body to your lover with such enthusiasm. I swear to you that I love you more than ever now."



"Really?" she asked, still amazed that her husband, any husband, could truly enjoy watching his wife fuck another man, much less love her more for acting like such a willing whore for her lover.



"Really," Cam confirmed. He informed her, "I ordered breakfast for you." He kissed her on the forehead and asked, "Are you ready for some nourishment, super-lover?"



"Yes, I will be after you kiss me on my lips and tell me one more time you still love me," Kate replied.



"No problem," he agreed. Cam kissed and hugged Kate with loving enthusiasm, and reassured her again.



The convention schedule featured a sales-techniques class that lasted all morning, but it was a repeat session that Cam had been to previously at two other conventions. It was a great class, one Cam loved, but he had much of the content memorized already. He chose to skip the morning's session and stay with Kate as she digested and assimilated the things she had done for him with Lance. He wanted to help keep her focused on the positive, and more importantly, help keep her from drifting into doubt and regret.



His instincts were well founded. After Kate finished breakfast and she was fully awake, more detailed memories of the previous night began to flood her mind. "I can't believe I let him bring me to orgasm at that bar," she blurted out, paused and continued to spiral downward, "... What was I thinking? Why would I do such a crazy thing at all, much less in a bar? Was I out of my freaking mind?"



"You did it because you wanted to please me. You just gave in to your suppressed inner desires to be naughty sometimes. You were so beautiful doing everything you did with him. I'm betting there are a lot of women who have those same types of hidden desires, you know, the need for some extra sexual attention from a lover, having a night of freedom like that, some uninhibited play time. They would jump at the chance, but they never have the opportunity that you did or the courage to act on it," Cam told her.



"Holy crap, I fucked him in that cab with the driver watching us in the mirror!" she remembered.



"Yes, you did and that was really hot. I loved seeing you letting loose and giving into your wildest sexual urges. You were so turned on I could feel your sexual heat in my dick just watching your passion build up in that cab and seeing you climax on his dick that first time. You were so beautiful, hot and wild, love," Cam assured her.



"You aren't ashamed of me?" she asked.



"Far from it, I'm so proud of you! I love you more than ever and I'm truly grateful to you! I owe you big-time," he answered.



"I can't believe you can feel that way. I would hate you if I had seen you carrying on with another woman like that, doing any part of what I did with Lance. I couldn't stand it," Kate shared.



"We are different in that way. I don't have any hidden agenda, no pressing desire to be in a threesome with another woman, but I love that you can enjoy another man while I watch. Honestly, you took me to places I have never been watching you make love to Lance. I know it is hard for you to understand my feelings, but trust me when I tell you it was wonderful beyond words for me. Most of all, I loved that while you gave him all of your passion you never forgot me and your love for me. That one thing made all the difference. The fact that you were mindful of me even while making love to him made the whole experience very special for me. I could still feel your love for me even as you were in the grips of a wild wonderful orgasm on his big, thick cock." 



"That is totally beyond my ability to understand," Kate admitted.



"You don't need to understand my feelings, not in a personal and empathetic way. Just understand that I love you and enjoy, actually I'm thrilled beyond words while I'm watching you feast on such intense, sexual pleasure. I truly do love watching you that way, seeing you so excited and happy." Cam further explained.



"I'll try to understand and accept that you feel that way," she said, still looking and feeling considerably befuddled.



Kate drifted off into her recollections of the events of the previous evening. Cam watched the expressions on her face vacillate between shudders of shock at what she had done, to subtle smiles from the more pleasurable memories, back to flushed embarrassment and guilt, and so forth.

<hr pg="3" />After a few minutes he asked, "Would you like to do something sexy for me now?"



"What?" she asked.



"Show me your pussy?" Cam requested.



Kate thought for a moment and slowly, somewhat reluctantly pulled the cover from her naked body.



"Lift your knees and spread yourself open for me," he told her.



She did.



"Rub it and make it feel good," Cam suggested.



Kate dipped her finger into her pussy and wet her fingertip with the mixed fluids still trapped in her from the night before. She closed her eyes, rubbed her clit and the sensitive tissues around it. She sorted through her memories of the night before, remembering how naughty she had been and how exciting it had been at the time.



Cam watched until she spread herself more and saw her surrender to the delightful, indulgent feeling of self-pleasure.



"Are you sorry I talked you into doing what you did with Lance?" he asked, timing his question with a visual indication Kate was in the midst of a pleasant and sexually arousing memory.



"No, not really," she replied. "It is just so new. It's hard for me to accept that I really did all those things."



"Think about what excited you, the things that pushed you higher last night and made you want to do more," he guided her awareness.



Cam watched his wife masturbate for him and when he saw her focus on a thought that took hold of her sexual feelings again, he asked, "Did you enjoy any part of the evening?" It was more of a prompt than a question. He wanted her to vocalize the things she had liked most and admit her pleasure to him, but mostly to admit them out loud to herself. He wanted to help her get past any remorse she might feel by openly stating and reinforcing in her mind that she had intensely enjoyed what she had done. He wanted to hear her say that she was willing to do more of the same for him.



"Actually, honey, I pretty much enjoyed all of it," she told him.



Her answer surprised and pleased Cam, but he wanted her to verbalize her pleasures more specifically. He asked, "Please say back to me you enjoyed having sex with another man while I watched, that you enjoyed fucking Lance for me?"



"Okay. I enjoyed fucking Lance for you, honey. It was much more exciting and sexually fulfilling than I ever imagined doing something like that could be," she told him. Admitting out loud that she had fully enjoyed having sex with Lance pushed the pleasure Kate was giving herself at that moment to a new, higher level. She began to rotate her hips, pressing her sex into her slowing roaming fingers, almost humping her hand, moaning softly at the joyous feelings.



"Nice," Cam encouraged her and watched for the next step up in her arousal, the increased movement, the body language that said she was remembering some other pleasant scene that excited her. When he saw the speed of her fingers increase the stimulation of her clit, Cam asked the ultimate question on his mind, "Would you like to fuck him again for me?"



Kate rubbed her clit faster, pushing her delightful sensations toward orgasm. She gasped and heatedly agreed, "Oh god! Okay. I guess so... if you want me to." Her hand took on a vibrator-like speed as she broke into a shaking, spurting orgasm. She spread her legs wide, rubbed her pussy with the flat of her fingers, squirming with orgasmic joy and soaking her hand, her legs and the bed beneath her.



"I really want you to do it again, love. I want you to fuck him again tonight for me. Will you do that?" he pressed her at the peak of her ecstasy.



"Yes, oh god, I'm coming really hard. Yes, love, I will fuck him again for you!" she excitedly told him as an orgasmic fit consumed her. Overwhelmed with body-gripping pleasure, Kate rolled onto her side, convulsed and humped her hand until the intensity passed.



"Good girl," Cam told her. "You are special beyond words to me and always will be. I love you so much."



Kate ate her breakfast, leisurely showered and took her time dressing, all the while talking with Cam. A bit later in the day, she sat with Diane Walker at the ladies' luncheon, picking at her food. Her appetite for food was gone, replaced by her appetite for more of the events of the night before.



"He was supposed to meet me in the hotel bar at midnight," Diane Walker told Kate, "I assured him Tom would be in bed asleep and wouldn't miss me."



"Really?" Kate asked, and added, "I didn't know you-two had a thing going."



"While we were dancing last night he came on to me really strong. He even told me that I was the most attractive woman at the convention. I've only cheated on Tom twice, but I wanted Lance so much last night. I felt like a fool sitting there waiting for him in the bar when he stood me up. Oh well, it wasn't all in vain. I met a really hot looking guy from Seattle and we got it on for a couple of hours."



"Are you going to see him again, the guy you slept with last night?" Kate asked, hoping to lead the conversation permanently away from Lance.



"I probably will, but I want to hear Lance's excuse. God, that guy knows how to light my fire. Truthfully, I was thinking about him fucking me while Ron, the guy from Seattle, was doing me."



"Too bad he didn't show up," Kate offered.



"Yep, it was. What did you and Cam do? Y'all left pretty early," Diane inquired.



"Cam got really turned on and we had one of the hottest nights ever. I guess being out of town and in a hotel got us both fired up and a little wild. Anyway, it was great. I don't know the last time he got so aroused and turned on to me and the things I did for him," Kate truthfully shared in a woefully incomplete way.



"Wow! I wish I could say the same for Tom. As usual, he was passed out drunk by eleven thirty. All he cares about anymore is making sales. It's the only real passion he has these days. It's all sales, money, sales, money, and nothing else; he just lives to close the next deal. Don't get me wrong, I love the lifestyle he gives me and the security of our relationship. He's a good man and great salesman, but I need to feel some real, intimate passion now and then too. I like to be admired and appreciated for my feminine gifts, the ones Tom loved and chased after me so much for in the beginning. Truthfully, I hate cheating on him. It's just that I need more personal touching than he has the ability or desire to give me now. He never even bothers to check on me and what I am doing during the day anymore," Diane shared in return.



"I wish things were better for you and Tom. How was the guy from Seattle, Ron?" Kate offered and tried again to define the subject of their conversation.



"He was okay. He lost his load really quickly the first time, but he was pretty good at the oral thing. I got off once from that. It was not exactly what I had hoped for, but it was a whole lot better than nothing, better than watching my drunken husband sleep and listening to him snore. I wonder what the hell happened to Lance."



To change the subject, Kate asked, "What are you going to do tonight?"



"Lance, if I can corner him," Diane said and laughed. "What about you?"



Kate laughed with her and said, "Probably more of the same."



Kate took a long refreshing nap after lunch. Cam woke her at just past five p.m. by rubbing her back. "Have a good rest?" he asked when she began to stir.



"A wonderful one," she told him.



"How was the ladies' luncheon?" Cam inquired.



"It was very interesting and informative in a strange way," Kate revealed. "I sat with Diane Walker and she told me all about her planned rendezvous with Lance last night and how he stood her up."



"What did she say about that?" Cam asked.



"That Lance was supposed to meet her at midnight in one of the bars in the hotel and he didn't show." Kate sarcastically added, "I wonder what happened to him?" 



Cam got tickled at her sarcasm. He laughed so hard he got Kate laughing with him.



"She is hoping she can get in bed with him tonight," Kate offered.



"How do you feel about that?" Cam wondered and asked.



"Whatever he wants is fine with me. But, it does have me curious about what he will want to do," she revealed.



Cam held her attention with his gaze and asked, "You won't be disappointed if he chooses Diane?"



"Of course I will be, but I don't think he will," Kate admitted. "If he does, screw him. Like you said, plenty of men find me a very attractive and desirable woman. I don't think I will have a problem finding a suitable man to help satisfy your fantasy if that is what we decide to do. Do you?"



Cam smiled at his wife's newfound willingness and told her, "No, I don't, and I love your attitude."



A knock came at the door and a bellman delivered three dozen roses with a note that read, "To the most amazing woman I have ever met. Thank you with all my heart. Lance."



"I think this might answer any questions you might have," Cam said as he handed his wife the roses and note.



Kate grinned from ear to ear when she read Lance's note and kept smiling afterward as she smelled the roses.



<em>End of Chapter 4, Continued in Chapter 5



Herculean editing efforts for this story were provided by Rosie, for which the awesome lady has my undying gratitude.



Comments are welcomed, even encouraged, but I only keep the ones that heap praise on me or which I otherwise find interesting. Just being honest with you. Thanks for taking time with my writings. </em>

