Chapter 4

After arriving home from their skinny-dipping adventure, Harry opened their front door for Sarah and gallantly bowed as she walked inside.

"Thank you, kind sir," said Sarah in a very fake British accent.

"Well, that was a very weird evening," mused Harry. "I'm pretty drunk, but... correct me if I am wrong... I believe we just got naked with our neighbors."

"Yes, we did," answered Sarah sheepishly. "And, if you don't get these clothes off of me again right now, I might scream. I don't think I have ever been so horny!"

"Oh, yeah?"

Harry saw in his wife's eyes a most unfamiliar look, one of pure lust. He began to unbutton Sarah's blouse, fumbling frantically with the tiny buttons. Sarah reached out and tugged furiously at Harry's belt. Harry almost ceased to recognize the obviously wanton woman in need of frenzied sex who stood in front of him. The sight was extremely erotic. By the time Sarah had gotten Harry's pants unzipped, he had a raging hard on. Sarah giggled as she worked to disentangle Harry's cock from his underwear. Finally, she stooped to determine the source of the difficulty and came eye to eye with Harry's now throbbing cock.

"That," Sarah said pointing, "is precisely what I need... that thing right... there."

Sarah and Harry's sex life had always been satisfying to both, yet very conventional. Harry was careful and loving, as was Sarah, but neither had been very adventurous. Now their passion was heightened beyond anything they had experienced before.

"This thing?" answered Harry.

He waved his cock in Sarah's direction and suddenly to his shock, she moved toward the turgid member and without hesitation took it into her soft mouth. Sarah rarely provided oral sex, and then only at Harry's fervent, if infrequent request. He had always been convinced that she didn't like giving or receiving oral sex very much, so he rarely ever demanded it. Now Sarah seemed like a different woman. She began to push her lips along the entire length of his stiff cock. Harry's eyes rolled back in his head. The sweet sensations demanded his total attention.

"Oh, Jesus," he uttered, "That... oh shit... that's good... god, Sarah... baby!"

Sarah sensed Harry's pleasure and began to lavish attention on his cock like never before. She quickened the pace until she was pumping up and down along his shaft with abandon. In the throes of ecstasy, Harry felt his knees began to weaken and threaten to fail.

Harry had never ever cum in Sarah's mouth. He didn't know how she would react to that, but he suspected that she would not like it. Sensing that his climax was near, he dislodged Sarah from his member and reluctantly pulled her up from her kneeling position. He kissed her passionately. At once he realized that he could taste his own cock on her lips. This sent Harry into his own personal frenzy. He tore the rest of Sarah's clothes from her body and they both tumbled down onto the soft carpeting of their living room floor.

Sarah pushed back from Harry and spread her legs before him. A curious smile came over her face. Sarah had never directly asked for oral sex, but tonight her meaning was clear without her saying a word. Harry needed no further invitation. He dove between her legs and pushed his tongue into her wet pussy. The effect on Sarah was instantaneous. She began to buck and moan wildly. She seized the back of Harry's head and repeatedly crushed it into her crotch.