Sam was settling into a rhythm but not the sort Natasha was used to. Sam was using the full length of Barrie’s penis, rising up on it until she felt it must slip out before sinking down again. It was slow and methodical and Natasha wondered if Barrie’s penis would suddenly explode and leave Sam unfulfilled. How did he cope with this incredibly intense feeling? The entire length felt as it was on fire. Perhaps that could be the key? She thought about having a cold shower with icy water cascading over his penis. The danger of a premature ejaculation receded, at the precise moment when Sam sat up and started grinding down on Barrie’s penis in short savage strokes. All her teeth showed in a broad grin as she threw her head back and braced her arms on Barrie’s thighs to help pound up and down. Natasha could not recover quickly enough so as Sam let out a squeal of delight and shuddered into an orgasm, Barrie’s ejaculation, as far as Natasha could tell, was still some way off. She felt cheated, as she often did with Barrie, but this was different because it was likely to be the only time she would ever be in bed with the delectable Sam.
‘I didn’t make it Sam.’
Sam leant forward, lifted herself off and touched noses. It was the only sign of affection she made during their love making. It really was just a bonk as far as she was concerned. Natasha should be pleased – relieved – but she wasn’t. She repeated her complaint.
‘I didn’t make it.’
‘What do you mean you didn’t make it Barrie. You always come.’
‘Not today. Could we do it again?’
She frowned. ‘We haven’t got a lot of time. You know very well it has to be a quick bonk. Today was no quicker, why didn’t you come?’
‘I don’t know. If you don’t want to carry on, I’ll understand.’
She rolled off, lay on her back and reached out to paint an imaginary pattern on Barrie’s arm. ‘There’s not much point in having a bonk if we don’t both come. You’ll have to do the work though.’
Natasha turned Barrie’s body towards her, placed a hand on her thigh and ran it lightly over her stomach to her left breast. Her nipple was still hard as his hand brushed across it.
‘Barrie!’ It was a warning. Natasha was getting the message. No fondling or kissing that way it remained no more than a quick bonk. But Natasha wanted more and was determined to make love to Sam.
‘Sorry.’ She moved his hand onto the bed to support his weight and moved his body on top. Sam reached down to guide Barrie’s penis. Strange how that was alright but the stroking of her breast was wrong. Natasha touched Barrie’s nose on hers, the acceptable alternative to a kiss and gently pushed. Sam lifted up to assist entry and seizing the opportunity, Natasha slipped Barrie’s hands under the small of her back and worked them down under her silky smooth buttocks. Now she was in complete control with the ability to adjust the depth of penetration at her will. Sam gasped as Natasha found precisely the right spot with the tip of Barrie’s penis and as she opened her eyes to look at him, Natasha moved Barrie’s head as if to touch noses but kissed the tip of her nose instead, then, before she had chance to protest, kissed her lightly on the lips. She pulled away expecting an admonishment, but none came. Sam looked dreamily into Barrie’s eyes and ran her tongue along her top lip. Gently moving Barrie’s penis around that special spot, Natasha kissed her again. Sam returned the kiss, lightly at first, then her arms entwined around Barrie’s neck and she fastened her lips onto his. It was a long passionate kiss and by the time she let go, Natasha had unconsciously moved to take Barrie’s weight on his elbows, allowing his hands to caress her breasts. She smiled and whispered.
‘Don’t rush Barrie – make it last – for ever.’
Natasha made love to Sam the way she wanted Barrie to make love to her. So, when she felt that he was about to ejaculate, she withdrew and rained kisses over Sam’s glorious breasts and down over her taut belly to breath on her sex and then touch the tip of his tongue on her clitoris. Through gentle circular movements she soon had Sam moaning, and whispering his name in encouragement. Natasha used Barrie’s hands to lightly caress her breasts before sliding them down to place his thumbs next to his mouth to gently part the labia lips and allow his tongue easy access to dip into her before travelling in long sensual licks back to the clitoris. Sam’s soft moans changed to shouts that she was about to come and Natasha moved Barrie’s tongue to concentrate on the base of her clitoris occasionally flicking it lightly over the tip. Sam’s fingers tangled in Barrie’s hair as she frantically pushed down on the back of his head and lifted her hips to explode in a shuddering orgasm.
Without giving pause for her to recover, Natasha retraced the route back to her mouth and kissed her gently on the lips as Barrie’s penis slipped into her wetness. She wrapped her legs around him, using her heels to encourage deep penetration. Natasha knew that if she timed it right, she would be able to bring Sam to another glorious climax. Sam’s smile was one of pure joy as a determined Natasha proceeded with long rhythmic thrusts. However, despite her hope for long slow lovemaking she could not control Barrie’s penis, the thrusts became progressively faster and as Sam screamed in her third moment of ecstasy, the penis seemed to explode deep inside. For several minutes they remained locked in an embrace, silent and still. Sam broke the long silence.
‘That wasn’t supposed to happen. We’re only supposed to have a fun bonk.’
‘Wasn’t that fun?’
‘It was wonderful, but we shouldn’t have let it happen.’
She tried to blink back tears. Natasha gently kissed them away.
‘Sorry Sam.’
Sam sighed. ‘It’ no more your fault than mine Barrie, but what do we do know? I’m not a marriage wrecker. There’s no harm in a bonk, but that was making love and it was wonderful.’ She paused to kiss him full on the lips.
‘I think this will have to be the last time – don’t you?’
Natasha froze in dismay. Of course it should be the last time – that was what she should want as Barrie’s wife, but now, as Sam’s lover she wanted more.
‘It doesn’t have to be. Natasha understands my needs.’
‘I’m sure she does, but she wouldn’t be very happy if she found out about us.’
‘She knows.’ Natasha blurted it out without really thinking.
‘How can she know? Have you told her?
‘No, she just knows.’
Sam disentangled herself from their embrace and looked directly into Barrie‘s eyes. ‘How do you know she knows?’
Natasha realised she had backed herself into a corner and frantically tried to think of an answer. What would Barrie say in this situation? Once, when he’d had a few drinks too many, he had joked with her about having a threesome with Penny. She had laughed it off, but that could be the answer! She spoke slowly and softly, as if confiding a secret which Barrie had been keeping and was vaguely embarrassed about.
‘She suspected there might be someone else and told me she understood my needs – and in fact – expressed interest in taking part in a threesome to show she truly loved me and would not be jealous or possessive in any way.’
Sam showed her surprise but before she could say anything, Natasha pressed on.
Sowing the seeds for a threesome with Sam wasn’t such a bad idea. She would enjoy it and how could Barrie possibly refuse? There was a poetic justice attached to it. Payback for all those times he had cheated on her.