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  THE GIFT OF LUST

  By Amanda Trevors

  THE GIFT OF LUST 2

  ASHLEIGH HAS A NEED 2

  CAUGHT 4

  AFTERMATH 6

  THE GIFT OF LUST

  By Amanda Trevors

  ASHLEIGH HAS A NEED

  Ashleigh Stanton was not an unhappy woman. Her husband Scott had a better than average paying job, they had a house with a manageable mortgage, and she was driving a brand new car. They went out with their friends on Friday nights and Saturday nights, usually managing to have sex on Saturday night after they got home…provided one or the other of them had not had too much to drink.

  While Ashleigh was not unhappy, she was vaguely unfulfilled, not quite satisfied. Mostly she felt as if some important part of life was passing her by and she didn’t know what it might be…and the nagging feeling wouldn’t go away.

  The first inkling she had of what she might be missing came on one of their regular Friday night outings with their friends. Ashley was a slender brunette with high proud breasts that were a little too large for her bones, a flat, slender belly, and gently curving hips over long slender legs. Scott loved to see her show off her breasts, and most of the dresses he bought for her were halter types…the one she had on was white and the top was a little too loose. The short hem was trouble enough, but keeping her boobs inside the top was a full time job. She had complained about it to Scott, but he adored the dress and she wore it anyway. The dress was bad enough while she was completely sober, but as she began to get a buzz it became even more problematic. Ashleigh was dancing with Keith Brannon, an old friend she had dated briefly before she and Scott had started dating.

  The song the band had been playing was an “oldie,” one they had danced to when they were dating, and Keith did a dip at the end as the lights dimmed for the segue into a real “oldie,” ‘Whiter Shade of Pale.” When they dipped, Keith’s hand slipped inside the halter, his hand cupping her breast, and a suddenly rigid nipple brushing his thumb. Stunned, they held the dip. Keith had no idea what he should be doing, but he didn’t want to relinquish the perfectly formed breast; Ashleigh knew what she should be doing, but the familiar hand on her breast brought memories of his stiff cock in her hand, shooting cum over her bare breasts in the back seat of Keith’s dad’s Town Car…she didn’t want him to move his hand away.

  Ashleigh quickly recovered and looked around to see if anyone had noticed Keith’s inadvertent slip. She didn’t notice anyone paying any attention to them, so she pushed his hand up tight against her tit and danced Keith back into the shadows of the dance floor. If she had looked in the other direction, she would have seen Scott, his eyes riveted on the hand inside his wife’s dress.

  Scott was dancing with Phyllis, a girl from his office who had a serious crush on him…every time she had too much to drink she tried to get him to fuck her. He guided Phyllis over to a corner where he could watch Ashleigh and Keith. Phyllis didn’t object when Scott pulled her ass against his erection and rubbed against her. Phyllis didn’t care, she lifted the back of her dress so that Scott’s cock was rubbing between the cheeks of her ass…she was in heaven.

  Ashleigh pulled Keith’s head down to her chest, and then slid the halter away from her breast. Keith’s lips clamped down on her rigid nipple and Ashleigh moaned, her free hand reaching for the hard, swollen cock between his legs. That night in Keith’s dad’s Town Car they had almost gone all the way, and she remembered anew the hard throbbing meat in her hand, his hand exploring her wet pussy. When she had refused to let him put the swollen cock between her legs, Keith had begged her to suck him and she had refused.

  She was feeling wild, as if she could dare anything. She was no teenage kid in the back of somebody’s car now, she was a grown woman and there was nothing she couldn’t do if she wanted to. One more glance at Keith’s handsome face and she knew that now was the time…if this opportunity slid past her, somehow she knew, it would never come again. In the dim corner Ashleigh slipped to her knees and freed Keith’s cock from his pants. She only had to stroke him twice before he was rigid with desire.

  Without another thought, Ashleigh swallowed Keith’s cock whole. His moan was loud enough to attract attention from other dancers, but Ashleigh no longer cared. She had forgotten the thrill of power a woman got when she had a penis in her mouth. Ashleigh stared up into Keith’s eyes, knowing that she was moments away from owning his very soul. Keith had only one thought in his head at this moment, and Ashleigh was the epicenter of his universe.

  CAUGHT

  Out of the corner of her eye she spotted Scott watching her just as Keith unleashed a torrent of scalding white cum into her mouth. Scott was staring at her open mouthed, while Phyllis held his swollen cock in her hand. Ashleigh stared into Scott’s eyes even as she swallowed the heavy load…thick white sperm dripped from the corners of her mouth when she smiled at her husband. Scott began to shoot his own load while Phyllis jerked him and watched Ashleigh in wonder.

  Keith hurriedly tucked himself into his pants and fled, fearing a scene with Scott. Phyllis stood stupefied, Scott’s limp cock still in her hand. Phyllis stared from Scott to Ashleigh, and then back again. “I don’t mind playing a part in your little games,” Phyllis said, “in fact I got a real kick out of that.” She raised her hand and licked Scott’s cum off of it, her eyes boring straight into Ashleighs.”

  Phyllis walked, a little unsteadily, over to Ashleigh and bent over to lick Keith’s cum from the corners of Ashleighs mouth where it had leaked out. Ashleigh let her, not resisting when Phyllis kissed her and grabbed her breast…Ashleigh’s eyes were locked on Scott. “Did you like that lover?” she asked her husband, who now was unable to move his eyes from Phyllis’s hand on Ashleigh’s breast. She stood up and pulled one side of the halter aside, exposing the breast to Phyllis’s gaze and offering it to the drunk woman to suck. The moment was erotically charged, Scott remained silent and open mouthed, but his cock was rising again as Phyllis sucked hungrily at the rigid nipple atop Ashleigh’s breast.

  Ashleigh felt wicked and desirable at the same time. Scott was hard now, as hard as she had ever seen him. Scott had been excited watching her suck Keith, and now he was excited watching Phyllis suck her breast. Ashleigh felt a sudden heat in her loins as Phyllis’s sucking sent sensations tingling all the way down to the base of her spine.

  “Come here baby,” Ashleigh said in a voice just loud enough to carry to Scott. Scott stumbled to her dark corner and reached his hand out to touch her face. Ashleigh let him caress her face as she turned her face up for him to kiss. He was breathing hard as he kissed her, his excitement building.

  “It excites you to watch me with other people, doesn’t it baby?” she asked him gently. He nodded. “It excited you to watch Keith cum in my mouth?” Scott’s knees nearly buckled and his cock surged again. Even Phyllis began to moan around Ashleigh’s breast.

  Ashleigh gently pulled Phyllis’s mouth from her breast and kissed her hard, assaulting her mouth, conquering it. Ashleigh lifted the white dress above her waist, and pulled the white thong away from her shaved pussy. “No woman has ever kissed my pussy Phyllis, and I want Scott to watch you be the first,” she whispered. Phyllis whimpered and knelt between Ashleigh’s open thighs.

  Ashleigh’s face grew red from the effort of squatting with her legs apart to accommodate Phyllis’s eager face. She lay back on the floor. Looking up at three or four couples standing over her, watching as Phyllis penetrated her pussy repeatedly with her delicate pink tongue. Scott was staring, his hand working his cock. “Jack off for me baby,” Ashleigh told him. She looked up again at the young couple standing closest to her. The young redhead and her date were fascinated at the sight of the three of them, and Ashl
eigh chose to get them more visually involved.

  She beckoned the redhaired girl closer, and she shrugged the halter top to her sides, exposing both of her perfectly formed breasts, nipples pointing to the ceIling. The redhaired girl reached in her boyfriend’s pants and began to rub his huge cock. Ashleigh’s eyes widened, and she moistened her lips as she watched. The boyfriend slowly unbuttoned the girl’s shirt, exposing her pale firm breasts…freckles dotted her pale skin like a speckling of stars in the sky. He rubbed and pinched her nipples as she bent to her knees. “Oh Jesus,” the girl whispered, her legs spreading as she began to cum. Her boyfriend’s cock was already spurting across her hand.

  AFTERMATH

  Ashleigh was still adjusting her clothing as she and a speechless Scott walked across the parking lot to their car. Neither knew how to begin this conversation, the events of the night had been cataclysmic as far as their own relationship was concerned. Ashleigh loved Scott, and was pretty sure that he was the one she wanted to spend her life with…but tonight a floodgate holding back infinite mysteries and pleasures had opened. She knew also, that even for Scott, she would not willingly close those gates behind her.

  Scott, straightening his own clothes, was trying to figure out where this magnificent temptress had come from. Tonight he had lived out two of his most private, intimate, personal fantasies…thoughts he had never told another human being about. How in the hell had she known? And, yeah, it was his fantasy, but how was he going to deal with the reality of having seen his wife’s mouth full of another man’s cock. The image of her smiling as Keith’s cum pumped through her mouth literally doubled him up as his balls gave up the last tiny bit of cum they had stored.

  Ashleigh took one step inside their apartment and stopped. Turning around, she whipped the white dress from her body and gripped Scott’s head in her hands, pushing him down to his knees and pulling his face between her legs. When his tongue lapped out to lick at her still swollen clit, Ashleigh began to tell him in minute detail what she wanted from him and what she wanted him to do. When she was finished talking, Scott lifted her into his arms and carried her into their bathroom.

  He put her in the tub and ran the hot water, pouring scented oil from a flask on the bathroom counter that was marked honeysuckle/jasmine/cinnamon. He recognized it as her scent, one she had specially mixed for her in a boutique nearby. Scott removed the strand of white coral beads from her neck, and bent to remove the anklet made of the same material. When he was done, the only thing Ashleigh had on was the deep crimson slash of her lipstick and the matching polish on her nails. She lifted one long slender leg, and pointed her dainty foot at his head. Scott bent and sucked her big toe into his mouth.

  Ashleigh had never had her toes sucked, and she wondered why…it was one of the most genuinely erotic sensations she had ever felt. Playfully, she used her other foot to caress his face and neck, her shell pink pussy opened widely. Scott captured her other foot and brought the other big toe to his mouth so that he was sucking both at the same time. He took the big loofah sponge and began to scrub every inch of her body, leaving absolutely no place unwashed. When he finished, he lifted her from the tub and patted her dry. Ashleigh tried to do the same to him, but Scott shook his head. “Not tonight honey, tonight is just for you.” He lifted her and carried her to the huge four poster bed. White sheers hung from the ceiling…her idea, and he had to admit that when he had the candles lit the effect was romantic. He had never really thought about it before, but tonight he was certain that it had been an unconscious call for more romance, more excitement.

  “How did you know?” he whispered, asking the question he wanted most to know the answer to.

  “How did I know what?” Ashleigh asked him, puzzled.

  “How did you know that my deepest, darkest fantasy was to watch you suck another man’s cock? I never told you about that because I figured you would think I wanted to give you away. That and I figured you’d think I was a pervert.”

  Ashley’s beautiful face showed confusion, which surprised Scott, and then finally, comprehension. “Scott, I did what I did tonight because there was something missing from my life…excitement, adventure, romance…and there was a damned good dose of lust too.” She paused, “I was afraid you wouldn’t be able to handle it…seeing me like that with another man. It was good when it was just Keith and I, but it didn’t get to where I wanted it to be until I saw you watching me…that was the thrill I’d been missing. Now I’m just hoping you’ll forgive me, but I know now that I need that thrill, and I want more of it…lots more.”

  Scott went to the kitchen without saying a word. He came back fifteen minutes later with a bottle of champagne, and three stems. Ashley looked questioningly at him as he poured the champagne. The door buzzer sounded and Scott looked at her for a long moment. “Please believe me,” he said, “this is for both of us.”

  He stood and left the room, and Ashley was a little on edge, not knowing what to expect. What she got sent thrills down to the tips of her toes. Scott worked with one of the most beautiful men Ashley had ever seen. He wasn’t the typical narcissistic bodybuilder, he was a truly nice man who happened to compete as a bodybuilder. Roy had thick blonde hair, a perfect tan, and a body so perfect that he had been entered in last year’s Mr. Universe contest…he hadn’t won, but he had placed in the top three. Scott had called him from the kitchen and he had agreed to come right over. Roy’s uncertainty showed on his face, for all his great personal beauty, Roy was a very shy man. He wore a very short terry cloth robe. When he saw that Ashleigh was nude and waiting, he smiled and dropped the robe.

  He was bronzed perfection, his body gleaming in the dim light of the candles, and his erection was both large and beautiful. Ashley took his hand and pulled him to her bed. As she touched the magnificent body lovingly, her hand curled around the erection that seemed as thick as her forearm. Her lips brushed the massive glans and her tongue darted out to cover it with saliva. As she straddled the massive cock and felt it push against her clit she cried out in sheer pleasure. Scott was naked, stroking his own erection, and watching her in sheer erotic pleasure.

  “Oh god,” Ashleigh cried out, “Watch me!” She plunged the huge erection deep in her pussy, and her pleasure was for Scott and herself together.

 

 

  Trevors, Amanda, The Gift of Lust

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