Evelyn and I have been married for nearly seven years. We had had a reckless and sexually fulfilling marriage for several years, but until recently it had suffered from to the stale monotony of dwindling desires and cumbersome responsibilities. Evelyn still has her youthful figure, and at 31 still gets that sparkle in her eye when I tell her I care for her. Unfortunately, she seemed to have hidden phobias that restrained her from exploring any type of sexual adventure or so I thought.
Several weeks ago we rented a room at a motel near Lake Tahoe in the Sierras. For me there was always a special feeling about staying in a motel. It took me back to those days when my teenage girlfriend climbed out of her bedroom window to get in my hot rod, go to a motel outside of town and have sex all night.
That night Evelyn and I talked about what our life together had become. I told her about my fantasies, which included having a wild orgy at home. She wanted me to be an animal, a savage beast, and she became excited as she talked about it.
In the morning we took out our rackets and went to play tennis. Evelyn looked very sexy in her white shorts and T shirt. We played energetically for a while, and the perspiration made the thin cotton of the T shirt melt into her skin, her nipples jutting out.
Playing next to us were two tall and lanky black men, pounding the ball back and forth across the net with a frenzy that was depressing to watch. I sat on the bench to catch my breath, half closing my eyes in exhaustion. Evelyn reluctantly took the seat next to me and sat watching the two men. I watched her staring at them, fascinated by their muscular bodies and boundless energy.
Sensing something stirring within her, I asked, “Why don’t you join them? You could use the exercise.” She shook her head shyly and sat watching them a while longer, then shrugged her shoulders and sauntered over to their court. She stood there until one of the men caught sight of her and nodded in her direction. He tossed her the ball, and she hit it with her racket, sending it wildly to a distant court. She took her place close to the net.
Her white shorts had become wet with perspiration and gnarled in the crack of her buttocks, causing the man behind her to play with a noticeable lack of finesse. After several minutes they came over to sit next to me, exhausted. The men wrapped towels around their shoulders.
“Are you guys professional athletes?” I asked.
“No, we’re just trying to stay in shape,” the larger of the two men replied. “My name is Lew, and this is Ben.” He gestured toward the other man kneeling in front of Evelyn. Lew explained that he and Ben were musicians playing at one of the casinos. He kept looking at Evelyn, who sat there with her legs open slightly as if responding to some primitive desire.
“How would you two like to come over to our pad for a while to shower and rest up a little?” Lew asked. He kept looking at Evelyn’s erect nipples.
She shrugged her shoulders again and nodded.
“Sure, why not?” I said. “We’ll follow you.”
Their pad was a lavishly furnished retreat overlooking the lake. As we entered, Ben went to the stereo and turned on some soft music. Lew disappeared into the bathroom to take a shower. Evelyn lay on the couch with her head resting on her arms while Ben took a seat near her feet. I went in search of the refrigerator to look for something to drink.
I heard Evelyn saying something to Ben about how his music relaxed her. When I returned, he was holding her leg in his hands, giving her a massage. She looked up, and I smiled. She turned back and looked at Ben, then placed her hand over his, pressing it tight against her thigh.
I tried to keep up the conversation but when I looked in their direction again, I discovered them in a sudden and deep embrace. Their mouths were crushed together, and his hand was pressed between her legs.
Evelyn pulled away from Ben and drew me closer. She pulled me down and kissed me longingly, her tongue probing the corners of my mouth, then pulled away against to gasp for air.
“Oh God, this is great!” she exulted, her head falling back on the couch. She spread her legs a bit more as I knelt next to her. Ben and I probed and caressed the dimpled surface of her skin, each of us pressing upward and feeling the moisture seeping out from around the edges of her shorts. I reached down to unzip my fly and took out my hard cock. I watched her eyes roll from side to side in anticipation.
Suddenly a shadow fell over us as Lew, his immense body shutting out the light, stood before us, his dark and ominous cock hanging between his legs. He reached down to grip it, displaying it proudly like a stallion in heat. He reached behind Evelyn’s head to pull her toward him. Her mouth was already open, in awe of its size, and she enveloped its head with her tongue. He pushed it deep in her throat, then drew it out, coated with her saliva.
I stood up and staggered to the bathroom, confused and delirious. I splashed water on my face, trying to make sure I wasn’t dreaming. I returned to the darkened room to see Evelyn’s now nude body partially hidden by the large, looming figure above her. A loud moan pierced the air, followed by an urgent plea to press deeper.
Ben struggled to remove his shorts, and his cock sprang out like an aroused python. He rose up over Evelyn’s head and pressed it down in her mouth, thrusting deeper as the air rippled through his nostrils. She swirled her head to and fro as each cock thrashed into her. Tears of pleasure rolled down her face.
I sat in a chair across the room, paralyzed with exhilaration. I had never seen Evelyn so brazen and uninhibited before. It thrilled me that she was displaying her intensifying lust so openly to these overpowering men. She clutched the back and legs of the man above her as he plunged his prick in and out of her.
Ben had withdrawn to watch the action, and I stood in frozen fascination watching her cunt glisten with semen oozing down into the crevice of her ass. Lew’s black cock jetted out gushes of white juice all over her. Suddenly Lew raised his body above her, his cock still spitting out come, and thrust it in her mouth. He shuddered as her tongue caressed it and pressed it tightly against the roof of her mouth. Blood pounded through me as I continued to stare and listen to the muffled sighs.
With a groan of exhaustion, Lew rolled from the couch onto the floor. I moved across the room, reaching out to feel Evelyn’s pliable cunt. She writhed at my touch. Ben moved toward her body, clutching his hard cock, and thrust it beyond my fingers, pressing his balls against the back of my hand. As the pungent odor of semen and perspiring bodies filtered into my nostrils, sweat trickled down from his body onto her swollen breasts. She clasped her legs around his hips, urging him to press even deeper in her. As his cock plunged and withdrew, I gripped the throbbing head and let it slide through my fingers. Suddenly Ben lurched forward, embedding his cock and pausing to savor the gush of semen venting into Evelyn.
The quiet sound of music drifted around the room as we all lay still. “That’s quite a woman you have there,” Lew said, his voice piercing the calm of the room as he lay prostrate on the floor. Next to him lay Evelyn, her body illuminated by the faint light of the stereo. “You know your woman well,” he continued, reaching over to caress her supple body.
“Do you do this often?” I asked. These men seemed to know Evelyn much better than I did.
“No, man, but it was easy to see that your woman needed a good fuck,” Lew said, looking at Ben sitting quietly and breathing heavily. “Just give her a stranger, and she’ll read into him all that she wants and needs. It was easy to see that she was tangled up and shy, but she was only worried about what people thought of her. With us, she didn’t care at all.”
After pondering this, I said, “You’re right. Life is here for us to live it.” I added, “Why not give me your phone number? I may need your help again someday.”
D.G., Albuquerque, New Mexico