Sudden Devotion (20 page)

Just fucking great! He didn’t need this crap right now. “Okay, Claudia, this is what I want you to do. Instead of sliding it in and out of you, I want you to sit on it. Make it go deep, all the way inside you. Don’t rock, don’t move. Just keep it buried tight inside you.”

“Okay.” There were sounds of her moving around and readjusting herself on her bed. “Ooh. Peter, yes. That feels better. Are you touching yourself?”

No! I’m trying to get your crazy ass off the phone. “Yeah. I’m stroking my hard cock and remembering how well you sucked it. Now, here’s what I want you to do next. Take your fingers and rub your clit.”

He could hear Claudia moving around and assumed she was doing just as she had been told.

“Oh, it feels so good, Peter.” She moaned.

No shit! Everything feels good to you. “Good, honey. Now do you remember today when Donna ate your pussy? Do you remember how good that felt?”

“Ah yeah. Did you see me eat her, Peter? Did you watch?” Her questions were coming so fast she seemed to be breathless.

“I did. It was fucking beautiful, honey. I loved watching you two lick each other’s pussies.” He had to hold the phone away to muffle a curse. Why wouldn’t she just come already? He wanted to get back to bed.

“Oh, I love it, Peter. I love tasting her. She’s so sexy, and she tastes so sweet. I love to taste you, too. But I lose my mind when Donna comes while I’m eating her.”

From the sound of her voice, he was certain she was rocking in earnest now, trying to find the release that she always seemed to be seeking.

“I love it so much. I won’t even brush my teeth after I’ve had her. The taste stays in my mouth all day, and it makes me so hot. It just makes me want to fuck her with my tongue until she comes all over again,”

“You eat her pussy good, Claudia. She loves it when you taste her, lick her, and please her. She always comes for you, doesn’t she?” Now you come, so I can get off of this damn phone. Peter glanced down at his lax penis and wondered why the hell her words weren’t driving him crazy with lust. He was more annoyed than anything. George and Theo had obviously been right today. She was becoming a problem. Pictures or no pictures, how much more could they take?

 
“Does she love eating me, Peter? Do you think it drives her as crazy as I feel?”

Peter knew his idea for her to sit on the vibrator must be satisfying her because he could literally hear the fucking motions from the other end of the line.

“I’m coming, Peter. Ooh, yes! Oh yeah. Oh, Peter…” She collapsed on the bed, making a thumping sound.

About damn time. “Good girl, honey. Did that feel good?”

With a lazy smile on her face, she moaned her answer. “Peter, you didn’t come?”

Hell no I didn’t, you’re a pain in the ass. “Yeah, I did, baby. You just were lost in your own orgasm to notice anything else. It was fucking fantastic. We should do this again sometime.” Why in the hell had he said that? Damn it!

“Peter?” she whispered.

Peter gritted his teeth. “Yeah, honey.”

“Thank you. I feel better now.”

“Good. Now go to sleep.” He hung up the phone and stared at the picture of his wife.

God, he loved her, he really did. They had been together going on twenty-five years now. They’d been married for twenty-two of those years and it wasn’t until four years ago when he’d made the biggest mistake of his life and been unfaithful to her.

He picked up the picture of them and their son at his high school graduation and felt an ache in his heart. He hated himself for the cheating. She was a beautiful woman. A fantastic mother and the most loving and devoted wife a man could ever hope for.

Setting the picture down, he shook his head in disgust. What the hell had happened to them that night?

Looking back he remembered all that happened to lead up to how they all had gotten mixed up with Claudia.

Donna had made the accusation once that she thought Claudia had slipped them something that night. It had all seemed so innocent. They had just left the retirement party for old man Brookstein and decided to go to a bar for a little private celebration. Brookstein had been a bear to work with and for. It was more than a small relief when he was finally out of their hair.

The party had gone on late, and George and Theo’s wives had left the party to get home so that their sitters could leave. And Donna’s husband was out of town at the time on business. And Daniella. His sweet, dark-haired beauty had left the party even earlier with a headache. But not before she made him promise that he would stay out as long as he needed to and have a good time. She had kissed him on the cheek and told him he deserved to let loose, that he worked way too hard.

What had happened, though, he knew was not what she had in mind. They were all a little tipsy when they left the party and walked to the bar a couple of blocks away. They ordered drinks, not beers or wine, but real drinks. They had been mixing alcohol all night. Between the champagne for toasts and the wine served at dinner combined with the couple of whiskey’s he’d had, he lost all sense of decorum. Next thing he knew, they were all slamming shots and acting like freshmen in college.

It was approaching closing time when Claudia had stunned them all with her subtle suggestion. “Have you guys ever had an orgy?” she had asked them.

They all sat quietly for a second, and then burst out laughing. They had after all assumed that she was kidding. They were all drunk. They didn’t really take her seriously.

“I never have,” she elaborated. When they all quieted to listen to her, out of curiosity more than anything, she said, “I want to, though. I look at you all here and think how amazing it would be.”

Donna had been the first to break the silence by clearing her throat and taking swig of whatever was in the shot glass that time around. “I’m not just talking about the men, Donna. I find you very attractive,” she said as she reached her hand over and rubbed her index finger along Donna’s bottom lip.

Silence had fallen amongst the group. In the loud bar, you could have heard a pin drop at the table. “I wonder if these boys would like to watch two women together?” she told Donna as she leaned closer and gently swiped her tongue along Donna’s lips causing her to moan. “Let me taste your mouth, Donna. Open for me,” she had said.

All three of the men sat there with their tongues wagging during the little show. I mean, they were men, for crying out loud. They would have been lying to themselves if they didn’t admit it was one of their fantasies.

Donna had hesitantly opened her mouth, and the once tender kiss turned violent and erotic. Both women were tonguing each other’s mouths as they drew attention from other patrons at the bar. That was when the hooting and hollering started. Knowing the primitive look of a predator in just about every man in the bar’s eyes, Peter was the first to suggest that they get the ladies out of there.

They all walked back to the parking garage in silence. Peter couldn’t speak for everyone else, but he had told himself they were only going back because everyone’s car was in the parking lot there. But he had only been kidding himself. They were all too far gone too drive. They should have all called a cab and headed home to their spouses. But they all stood there in the parking lot looking at each other.

Finally, Donna spoke, telling them that she was going to get a room to try to sleep off her drunken stupor. She had said it laughing, trying to be funny, but Claudia had once again managed to change the tone.

“Maybe we could all come with you?” she said as she approached Donna and backed her up against her car. She ran her hands up and cupped her breasts. “Your nipples feel so hard and tight, I would love to take my tongue and lick every inch of them.”

If the bar scene hadn’t been enough to get the men hot, this certainly had done the trick. Peter was rock hard, and Theo and George were uncomfortably shifting trying to find comfort. That was when Donna had tried to push Claudia away.

“No, don’t push me away. Let me show you how good it can be.” Claudia had turned Donna’s face to look at the three of them. “Look at them Donna. Look how hard they are. How much they want us to.” She brought her mouth down to Donna’s and kissed her again. It was urgent and demanding as she reached her hand under Donna’s skirt, causing Donna to moan in pleasure.

Peter had watched them. He knew from the gentle shakes of Donna’s body that Claudia was finger-fucking her. There they stood in the parking garage watching the most erotic thing he’d ever seen. Unconsciously, Peter had begun to stroke himself through his pants. At about the same time, Claudia had pulled her hand out from under the skirt and took one finger in her mouth and began sucking it as she moaned.

“Mmm, you taste so good Donna. Let us come upstairs with you. Let me eat your pussy.” Looking over at the men, she asked, “Would you like to join us? Do you want to watch me eat Donna’s pussy and make her come?”

Theo had cursed and turned away. Peter understood the man’s dilemma, and it appeared George did, too. They wanted to. But they couldn’t. They were married.

Claudia left Donna and walked up behind Theo. She reached around and unzipped his pants. Reaching her hand in and caressing his erection with her fingernails, she whispered, “Donna’s not the only one I want, Theo. I want you all. I want us to all to go upstairs.” She turned so that her hand was still in Theo’s pants but her gaze was on the other three of them. “I want us to go up there and have you three fuck Donna and me. I want you to take us in ways that should be taboo, but I can’t help but want.”

Donna had immediately frozen up at her statement. “No, I love my husband,” she said emphatically.

Claudia quickly interrupted her. “Donna, I only want you if you want me, too. If you don’t, then I can’t force you. But that doesn’t mean I want to exclude you, either.” Claudia laughed at her when she hadn’t understood. “Come on. Let’s all go upstairs. Whatever happens, happens. If that means nothing happens and you all just watch me touch myself and get myself off, then that’s as far as it will go. Just come upstairs. We could all touch ourselves and just watch each other. That surely wouldn’t be cheating.”

Somehow, fifteen minutes later, they all stood in the room that they had gotten. Claudia had started to undress first. Without saying anything, she stepped out of all of her clothes except for her thigh-high stockings, a pair of spiky heels, and a hint of a jewel that protruded from her clit. She was pierced.

Claudia had told them the truth. She hadn’t demanded anything of them as she lay on the bed and opened her legs for all of them to see. Sure, she talked to them. She told them how good it felt when she touched herself. She said how she wished that she was feeling them instead of herself. She was careful, Peter recalled, including each and every one of them in her fantasies.

“Donna, I wish you would take your clothes off, so I can see you. I’ve dreamed about what your tits would look like. Please, I won’t touch you, I promise,” she vowed as she continued to pleasure herself.

George had spoken for the first time since the parking garage then, “Do it, Donna. Come on, let us see you. Let her see you. She wants you so bad.” George’s request came out in pants as he was thoroughly jacking himself off in his pants.

Peter remembered clearly to this day his astonishment when Donna started to undress. Hidden underneath all of her conservative business suits, she was a walking wet dream. She had big, beautiful tits and a slim waist with hips that rounded just enough to accentuate a neatly trimmed pussy. Peter remembered thinking that she actually had a better body than Claudia. She just hid it better.

When Donna was down to nothing besides her heels, she gently rubbed her hand against one of her darkened little nipples and moaned.

“You are so beautiful, Donna. I wish you would let me taste you. God, I swear, I would die for just one taste of your pussy.” Claudia was rocking herself against her hand as the words caressed them all like silk.

Peter stared at the two women and knew that even though he had no intention of cheating on Daniella, he wanted to be free of his restraining clothes. He started to undress as Theo and George looked at him with uncertainty. After only a moment of hesitation, both men started to do the same.

Claudia was writhing on the bed as she continued to moan. “Oh, Donna, please. I can’t help myself. Please, let me taste you. I have never wanted a woman the way I want you.”

George came up behind Donna, startling her at first, then surprisingly, she relaxed in his arms as he guided her to the bed at the same time his stiff cock was pressing against her ass. Not one of them had missed it when George had pulled away, and she had arched her bottom into him and moaned.

“Lay down, Donna, let her taste you. Let us watch her eat your pussy.” He instructed.

Peter remembered Donna looked like she was in a trance. She surprisingly did as he asked and lay down. In a matter of seconds, Claudia was in between her thighs and was devouring her. They all looked on in fascination as Donna’s body shook and bucked with pleasure. Peter couldn’t speak for the other men, but when Donna came, and he saw her climax squirt out of her as Claudia attempted to lap it up, that had been his breaking point. Without a thought for his wife or his family, he got on the bed behind Claudia and rammed his cock deep inside her.

It disgusted him now to remember how quickly he had lost control. How he had allowed himself to be in that situation in the first place. The rest of the night went on in a mad frenzy. Donna and Claudia had lost themselves in the eroticism of the night. They were both allowing the men to fuck them in turns as they continued to please each other. They were licking each other’s pussies and sucking on one of their cocks and getting fucked all at the same time. It was like something out of a wild porno.