Pam's SeductionChapter 7by Theresa
In her current position, on her hands and knees, poised over her new lover, Kelly, Pam really didn't have a lot of choice in the matter. Her emotional state was too confused at the moment to consider the ramifications of her situation and her sexual frenzy, poised on the brink of cumming yet again, certainly swayed her judgement. With Brad's hands on her hips, steadying them, and his cock just inches from her wetness, she hesitated for a moment. She'd been faithful to Frank for twenty-one years of marriage, until this morning at least, or was it afternoon by now? Funny the things that flit through your mind at the oddest times. Did being unfaithful include women? She'd have to ask Frank about that one. It really didn't matter a whole lot as Brad eased himself forward and placed his prick against her swollen lips.
Kelly must have seen him come in, she thought. And knowing he was there, she obviously approved of his actions, didn't she? If the situation were reversed... now there's an idea. What an ending to our next barbecue, we could have a foursome. Frank would love to get in Kelly's pants, he'd even said so a while back. I beat him to it though, she thought, with a grin. He'll just hate that. She felt her lips part to accept Brad's cock head and wriggled a bit to center it. That was all the encouragement he needed and slid his length deeply into Pam's pussy.
"Oooohhhmmmmphhhh," she moaned. Her body felt electrified, connected now, obscenely to Brad and perched over Kelly. She nearly forgot about her, until she felt her tongue resume it's dance on her exposed clit again.
"God, oh geez, I'm gonna cum," she cried. Her body jerked spastically, and she felt her insides churn as her pussy spasmed once more. Again, her insides seemed to break loose and she felt, actually heard her pussy cum again. This time though, she welcomed it, and went with the sensation and she sprayed again, drenching Kelly's face and Brad's sac. Kelly somehow managed to keep up with her thrashings and remained locked lips to lips with her.
For the moment, Brad remained stationary and let Pam thrash about on his cock. He continued to hold her hips, but didn't restrict her movements. That didn't matter to Pam a whit, the feeling of being stretched open and penetrated by a man, coupled with the naughtiness of mating with a woman was more than enough stimulation for her. As her orgasm subsided, she felt completely drained and she lowered her head, only to realize she'd been neglecting her duties to Kelly. She began anew, kissing Kelly's clit again, this time though, softly at first, nibbling at her nubbin with her lips, alternating her lips with her tongue.
Brad eased himself partially out and slid back in again, agonizingly slow. He'd never fully buried himself to this point and settled in to fully impale Pam this time. She felt him push forward, his motion driving her face deeper into Kelly's crotch and she slid her tongue down her cleft. She felt Kelly's tongue mimicking her actions on her own slit and they settled into a rhythm of sorts, while Brad started sawing back and forth. Pam wrapped her arms around Kelly's thighs to brace herself as he slowly increased the force of his thrusts.
The trio continued to throb and plait, each lost in that curious bi-level of the mind, partially focused on their own pleasure, partially focused on giving pleasure. For her part, the constant sliding of Brad's cock nestling deeply inside of her with each thrust built Pam's sexual tension once again. Kelly had slid herself forward and must be concentrating on her husband she reasoned. By craning her neck, she could still lick at her very wet slit and continued to do so, now flicking her tongue against her raised clit in time with Brad's plunges. She sensed Brad was approaching his own climax and didn't want it to end this soon. She wanted to try another position, several actually, and hoped he did too. His motions were becoming jerkier and she knew that she should do something if she was going to fulfill her wish.
Pam stopped her tonguing and crawled forward. As much as she hated this feeling of separation from her lovers, she wanted to experiment some more while she had the chance. Brad looked at her as she turned around, and seemed willing to change, but Kelly continued to lick his sac. His cock stood straight from his pelvis, thick and wet with her juices and seemed to draw Pam to it. She crawled back, over the still prone Kelly and as their breasts met, she ovalled her lips and took Brad's cock between them.
For the first time, Pam tasted his pre-cum and rolled the saltiness around on her tongue. It was different than Frank's, a subtle thing, but she noticed it right away. Like a different vintage of wine, almost and she nearly bit Brad's cock trying to stifle a giggle, envisioning herself as a cum-taster. "A bit fruity," she thought, nearly gagging on Brad's cock. She pushed the silliness from her mind once more and centered her thoughts on sucking.
Brad placed a hand on either side of her head, steadying it. She didn't mind in the least, and allowed him to guide her. Gently he pulled her towards him and she struggled a bit, as his cock head touched the back of her throat, then eased the slippery head deeper. She heard him groan and felt Kelly's tongue brush her lower lip. She pulled back to get a breath and eased the prick from her throat. Gasping, she inspected this cock and noted it's slobbery coating, a mixture of her juices and saliva and a bit of pre-cum. A strand of it clung to her lip, stretching to his knob, glistening in the sunlight.
Pam slid a thigh forward and between Kelly's legs and rubbed against her still wet mons. She'd never imagined her day would turn out this way, she was supposed to be in the garden. Frank might be back by now, wondering where she was. He'd shit if he saw her now, she thought. They often discussed inviting another couple to their bed, he wanted another woman, she wanted another man, and both were too afraid of the consequences that might result. That was changed now, she was sure Kelly would take up an invitation, as would Brad, and Pam could hardly wait to surprise him with this new scenario.
Brad broke her train of thought by pulling her face back to his throbbing meat and she hungrily sucked him back into her mouth. Her passion surged, filling her with an incredible longing to taste his cum. She sucked his cock, sliding her lips back and forth over the taut skin, back and forth as Kelly continued to tongue his sac. She heard his breathing change, gasping for breath now, vainly trying to hold back, she felt it throb and pulsate dribbling more thick pre-cum, and she coaxed more of his length into her mouth, deep throating him once more. She knew he was close, but not how close, but Brad solved that for her by holding her head once more. With a final thrust, he settled his cock as deep as it would go and Pam resisted the urge to sneeze as his curly pubic hair tickled her nose.
Brad let out a short, barking grunt and began to shoot. His prick was too far down her throat to taste him. As the first wave crashed over him, his hands relaxed and she pulled back some. His second spurt landed on her tongue, as she gulped the first down her throat, aware of the warmth sliding down her body. A third, then a fourth spurt drizzled out and she milked him with her lips and tongue. His cock continued to jerk, but he was empty and she eased her sucking a bit, knowing he'd be very sensitive to any touch. He couldn't take anymore and pulled back, leaving her with a mouthful of cum. Kelly reached up and kissed her, pulling her head to hers. They found each other's tongues and shared her husband's seed.
Pam relaxed finally and eased her body down on Kelly's. They kept kissing, gently now, basking in the contentment they both felt. She idly wondered at the strangeness of it all. Lying in another woman's arms, the taste of another man's cum on her lips, naked in the afternoon in a neighbor's bedroom, Brad sitting in a chair, his cock now drooping in that sadly comical way of spent pricks, his eyes half closed as he looked at his wife and new lover, the exciting discovery of a new way to love, a newfound lust for the distaff side of sexuality, a craving for more, so much more. She wanted to see Frank with Kelly. She wanted to ride on Brad's cock, wanted to feel him on top of her, crushing her to the bed as he drove himself further up and further into her eager pussy. She wanted to taste Kelly once more, wanted Kelly to lick her in that special way that only another woman could.
"Oh, shit," she suddenly blurted out.
"What's wrong, Pam," Kelly asked.
"Damn, Jason is just down the hallway."
Brad laughed, "I think he's occupied."
The three of them chuckled at that and Pam realized that he was probably too involved in his own moanings to pay any attention to someone else's, except perhaps Heather's. Neither Kelly nor Brad seemed the least concerned about the actions of their daughter/step-daughter and she took her cue from them.
"I hope he's enjoying himself as much as I did," she giggled.
Kelly said, "He wasn't complaining when we saw him, was he?" She looked at Brad and explained, "We peeked in on them a while ago and Jason was getting a blow-job."
Brad smiled a bit. Pam thought he might not be entirely happy with that, but she couldn't blame him for it. It was his daughter after all.
"She could do worse, I suppose," he said with a sigh of contentment and resignation.
"I have to get home soon," Pam said.
"Hell, let's just call Frank and invite him over," grinned Kelly.
Pam laughed too. "No, I have a better idea for that."
"Do you? Care to share it with us?"
"Not now," Pam replied and reluctantly disentangled herself from Kelly. She rolled off the bed and found her panties and stepped into them. Frank watched her dress from his chair. "Let's get together tonight, at my house," she continued as she pulled her shorts up. "Just follow my lead, I think I have the perfect way to surprise Frank."
Kelly smiled up at her. "Ok, he's your husband. You are going to share, aren't you?"
"If it's ok with Brad, of course. I should tell you, if you haven't noticed before, but Frank thinks you're very hot. It won't take much to get him going."
Pam pulled her T-shirt over her head and continued. "Let's say about seven, ok?"
"That's ok with me... how about you, Babe," Brad said.
"Sounds good to me," Kelly replied. "It's a double date then."
The three of them laughed at that and Pam gave Kelly a final kiss. "See you then."
She turned and kissed Brad as well, licking his lips with her tongue. He ran a hand over her butt as she bent to him. "That's for later," she giggled as she pulled away. She turned and opened the bedroom door, then found her way down the stairs. Her mind churned with plans for the evening.
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