Chapter 3: Alarm and Cyber-Sex

MEL

Dave and I arrived at Ken and Ashley’s home with two bottles of wine, and some chilled potato salad that I made that afternoon. We’d walked our two children over to Sarah and Jim’s house and handed them off to Cindy, a fresh-out high school grad and one of the neighborhood babysitters. She’d been sitting for us for over five years.

I was surprised at their door, when Dave wrapped Ashley in his arms and planted a really sensuous kiss on her lips that went on and on. She didn’t resist and actually got into it after a few seconds. Ken gave me a welcoming kiss, too, but Jim was the man that made my temperature rise with the long passionate kiss he gave me. I was supposed to stick with him and flirt, so his opening gambit made that an easy start.

I helped Ashley serve some hors d’oeuvres, and encouraged her to put a full-court press on Dave that evening. Ken served wine and beer around the group, and then we sat in the living room to talk. We all opted for the air conditioning given how hot it was outside. The outside temperature index was up near one-hundred degrees.

Jim sat in a cushioned living room chair and caught my wrist as I walked by. “Come and sit with me,” he said, and pulled me onto his lap. His arms went around me and he kissed me again and said, “I like doing that with you. Now, tell me about your week. Did you sell any real estate this week.”

I had and I told him about my successes and he listened with rapt attention, even more than Dave usually did. When I had that thought, I looked to see where my husband was. He was in the other chair with Ashley in his lap. They were kissing – fuck, even French kissing. I could see their tongues dancing together between them, trying to tickle the other’s tonsils. This evening was going faster and even better than I thought it would. I felt my pussy get wet.

Sarah and Ken were on the sofa talking, and he had his arm around her, holding her close. I did see them have a very loving kiss at one point. I refocused on Jim and asked about his current work. I could tell he held back on some of the technical stuff he worked on, so I got the general nature of what he did once again. Of course, between practically every sentence we were kissing, and he was running one hand up and down my back as the fingers of his other hand stroked my thigh where he held me on his lap. Some of his strokes went right up my leg to the hem of my short-shorts. That was really close to my wet pussy.

Eventually, Ashley mumbled something about needing to get dinner on the table. Dave went with her into the kitchen to help, and also be out of sight. Quite a few minutes went by before he reappeared carrying two dishes to put on the table. Ashley came behind him with a big crockpot of seafood stew that she’d made. They both went back to the kitchen and were gone for a longer bit of time. I imagined them making out, but that was what Jim and I were doing. Jim’s hands were actually stroking my under-boob through my light summer blouse. I hadn’t worn a bra; a difficult task for me.

Eventually, the last things made it to the table, and we all sat. Jim made sure he was next to me and that we were ‘in touch’. I liked this. He was turning me on big time.

The meal went rapidly and most of the talk was about the local schools and our kids. Since it was summer, we’d each arranged separate childcare for our kiddies, so that was also a topic. Jim and Sarah had locked in Cindy for the summer; Sarah would be home more than during the regular academic year.

As dinner wound down, Dave and Ashley cleared away the dirty dishes, and then things got quiet again in the kitchen. Except at one point, I heard a feminine moan indicating that something good had happened for Ash in there. I was actually getting a little jealous, but then Jim was then stroking my thigh, and even tucking his forefinger under the hem of my shorts to stroke new areas of my thigh that went right up to my labia. I gave him an encouraging smile and spread my legs slightly.

Sarah rapped on a glass and called out for those in the kitchen to join us. Dave led Ashley into her dining room holding her hands and looking guilty as sin. Her blouse was buttoned incorrectly. He’d been tasting her tits. Fuck.

Sarah said, “Okay, we had an assignment for the past week, and I know that Jim and I did our part. Now is the time for our Big Unveiling of our photographic work. Ken and Ashley, why don’t you start.”

Ken retrieved a manilla envelope from the sideboard and passed out copies of the picture they’d chosen. In the photograph, both he and Ashley were naked. He was obviously anchored deep in her body in the missionary position as they kissed. Ash’s breasts were visible in the shadows of his body and one of her shapely legs was holding him to her. The picture was sexy.

Sarah said, “Dave and Mel?”

Dave said, “Can we go last, please.”

He nodded at Jim, who also produced an opaque envelope. He passed out photos, in this case Sarah was riding her husband in the woman-on-top position or cowgirl. They were tightly coupled at their union, and one of Sarah’s glorious breasts was not only on display but obviously in the midst of an upswing of her body. She had her eyes closed. Again, a sexy picture, but somewhat reserved.

Everyone looked to Dave and me. Dave stood and picked up a large flat wrapped parcel leaning against one wall. He said, “We decided to be a little bold with this venture, so I hope we don’t shock you too much. I mounted this on foam board.”

Dave tore the wrapping paper away and the other five people at the table leaned forward. The large color photograph mostly showed me front-on in the reverse cowgirl position mounted on Dave’s cock. My landing strip of pubic hair showed with great clarity, and so did the juices that I’d imparted to his long cock. There was exceptional simplicity about how Dave’s cock was pistoning into my pussy.

In the photo, Dave was peering around me at the camera, and one of his hands cupped one of my large breasts, allowing the areola and nipple to show through his fingers. The other breast was blatantly present in the photo. Dave’s cock was obviously deep inside me. My pussy was front and center. The picture was about as pornographic as you could get.

Sarah shook her head, “Fuck, that is really hot. You win, hands down.”

Ashley squirmed around next to Dave and said, “God, you are so right. That is the hottest picture I’ve seen of anybody that I know and most of any I’ve ever seen, even on porn sites.” She moved closer to the picture with her eyes roaming in frenzied manner from sex area to sex area.

Dave propped the picture up on the sideboard adjacent to dining table and behind where Jim and I sat. “We’ll leave it up here for closer examination. Just to reiterate that one goal of this week’s task was to get husband and wife having sex. Mel and I did accomplish that task several times over in order to get this shot. Thank you, Sarah, for giving us something from your Sex List. We look forward to the next challenge.”

I startled slightly at the mention of the Sex List – about fifty things that the ‘girls’ had assembled, but then I remembered mentioning it to Dave. Thinking about it, I asked, “Sarah, what is on the list for the coming weeks?”

Sarah consulted a small card she’d had with her and smiled at everyone, “I want you each to have sex with another person not in this group, preferably a stranger. Questions?”

Every gasped at her forward statement. I thought, ‘Oh, my God. I have to have sex with a stranger or somebody that I pick-up some place. Work? Who? I guess that I could do this if Dave is okay with it. I wonder who he’ll pick?’ I got a flash of jealousy, suddenly seeing my husband with some bimbo floozy who had more sex appeal than a dozen porn queens. Others around the room had a similar look on their face except for Sarah.

Sarah started laughing. “Oh, dear me, I forget a crucial couple of words. Let me clarify my omission. Each of us is to have ‘Cyber-sex’ with someone we don’t know. This will likely mean you put up a profile up on a dating site, make contact, and then cyber-fuck in some way – back and forth ‘prose fucking’. As part of that activity, we want you to bring back in two weeks a screen shot of the person or a photo or clip that they send you or simply a recording about the encounter if there’s only audio. A soundtrack would be good, too. Questions? Bring the best highlights.”

The room was silent and each person looked around at the others. We were all really conversant with technology, so that wouldn’t be a factor. Heck, I knew that Ash and Ken had met through online dating.

Ken finally spoke, “Well, this ought to be fun and elucidating. I’m curious to see if the technology or sociology has advanced at all since Ash and I met.”

Ashley whispered to me, “I met Ken on a dating site and we did that once. I wonder if my old profile is up. I’ve totally ignored it since we got engaged ten years ago.”

“I might contact you for help. What happens now – tonight?”

“Oh, yeah, music. She jumped up and ran to the sound bar by the TV. Seconds later, some dreamy music started to play in the room. She went and pulled Dave into a standing position. They moved a few feet to an open area in the room, and started swaying together – very close together. Five seconds later they were kissing again – French kissing.

DAVE

I was thinking about Cyber-sex as Ash started dancing with me. Her kisses took my mind off the subject, and I noted that the other two couples were also similarly distracted from Sarah’s assignment. Had we just all agreed to do whatever she suggested? I didn’t recall any explicit agreement or disagreement. I think we were all still distracted thinking about ‘real’ sex with someone we didn’t yet know.

Ash ground her mons against my leg and humped slightly against my thigh. I got back with the agenda of the party. My dance partner was not wearing a bra under her filmy jumper. I’d already had a few fingers on her bare breast and nipple when we were preparing dinner.

As our kisses heated up, I decided that now was the time to push her limits a little – as well as my own and Mel’s, if she was watching us. I was keeping an eye on her certainly.

I brought our hands up to her chest and then stopped holding them. I ran the back of my hand across one breast, feeling the nipple through the material. I turned my hand over, and placed my palm on her tit and then gently squeezed, trying to make my actions erotic and sensual. As I did that, I upped the passion of our kisses and our tongue action.

Ashley moaned and pushed her generous chest into my hands. I wondered whether she’d picked the thin jump suit to wear because it would enable lots of sensation from outside the material as well as provided some access given the cleavage that the suit displayed by way of a few critical buttons.

I pawed at her breasts through three songs – about ten minutes – even using both hands. She was kissing me with passion, and pushing into my endeavor to show that she wanted exactly what I was doing.

I glanced around in the dimmed room and noted that Jim had one of his hands under my wife’s designer crop top, obviously cupping and fondling one of her mighty boobs. Mel was swaying to the music with her eyes closed as she took great enjoyment out of the petting and making out.

A few steps away, Sarah and Ken were in a serious lip lock. He had one of her breasts on display as his right hand cupped the fleshy mound and even pinched at her nipple. Both of them looked very happy and whispered their way into the next kiss.

I undid two buttons and spread the crossing panels of material that made up the thin top that Ashley wore. The excess material easily separated and left both her breasts on display. She looked slightly surprised that I’d taken the initiative, but didn’t complain.

After some direct hands-on fondling, I bent over slightly and took her left breast in my mouth, focusing on her nipple. In seconds, the nubbin hardened into a steel bullet and that was highly aroused. I slavered over the area, kissing and licking my way across her chest to the other breasts where I repeated the action. This was hot. I hoped that she was having as much fun as I was. I remember a friend years earlier told me if you sucked on woman’s breast and she didn’t stop you, then you owned her.

I started to split my oral attentions between Ash’s lips – I did like how she kissed – and her breasts. She definitely was turned on and getting hornier and hotter by the second. I could sense her panting in sexual heat as I worked on her upper body. Occasionally, we remembered to sway a little to the music.

Eventually, I peeled the top of her suit off her shoulders so that she became stark naked from the waist up. I also took off my own shirt so that we could rub our naked upper-bodies together. Ash was really into that activity and gave me big smiles between our kisses. She liked using her nipples to stroke across my chest.

Both Mel and Sarah were also naked from the waist up by then. Jim and Mel had given up the pretext of dancing and were in one of the cushy chairs making out and wildly petting. He’d had latched onto one of her tits with his mouth as he fondled the other. If there was one way into my wife’s pussy, it was doing what he was doing. I felt glad he was pushing her buttons, and realized I had those emotions rather than jealousy.

Ken led Sarah over to the sofa, and they immediately went horizontal. She moved around a little and fed him one of her breasts, and he seemed to know exactly what to do to make her moan.

I led Ash to the other cushioned chair, but before we sat, I tugged at her jump suit, indicating that I wanted her lose the clothing. She hesitated and looked at the other two couples who were still in no-holds-barred make out sessions.

She shimmied her hips and the flimsy pants suit drifted down her legs to the floor where she kicked it aside. She was left wearing a pair of bikini briefs that were the same aqua color as the jump suit. I pulled her into my lap. She must have felt my erection poking into her rear. I was worked up, too.