My unseen Lover

Thinking life would not get any better then it was when I said ‘I do’ to my husband. He was so handsome, along with the fact he had been blessed with an extra helping of fun between his legs.

We bought a new home, our bank account was growing, since both of us had very good jobs.

I joined a private tennis club, enjoying a sport I have loved since I was a **********. This was approximately the time problems began to happen for both of us. I think we both became bored with our lives, sex and all in all maybe life was just too good.

For me it took place at the tennis club. Wendy and I became instant friends, coming from a similar back ground, both of us married to a perfect man, financially both sound and secured and lots of free time.

The differences between us, Wendy was blonde, I am brunette, she wore a size 4 dress, I was the same. To round off the package, we both have Double D breasts.

One afternoon we were grabbing a bite to eat, casual conversation, when somehow the subject of our sex lives came up. I rolled my eyes, “I guess it is OK, but it isn’t like it was when we first got married. How about you?”

She laughed, “I sometimes feel he has no interest in me anymore. I can dress up in a sexy outfit, he comes in has his dinner and never notices me”

A few days later, Wendy reached for a ball, way out of her area. In doing so, she pulled her left arm, spraining it. She tried to continue, but the pain was severe, I escorted her to the on site clinic to make sure she had not damaged anything. The nurse told us, it looked like it was just a bad sprain, maybe a warm shower then a massage.

One problem we found was no openings were available for a massage, but not a problem, I had worked as a masseuse prior to graduation, and I still had a portable table, that could be set up quickly. Besides my husband was out of town on business, that was all it took.

We left her car at the club, stopped by a pharmacy to pick up some pain pills, then onto my home.

Helping her out of her outfit, then mine, we stepped into the shower. Since her left arm was basically useless, we agreed I’d wash her whole body. Cleaning her breasts, then between her legs, she was breathing faster, looking at me, her eyes obviously drifting in a haze, “You know, I’ve never had a woman touch me like this, I’ve had massages, but nothing like this.”

Smiling, but this was also having an effect on me, “Funny, I don’t believe I’ve ever washed someone before, but I guess it doesn’t hurt, you’re skin is so soft”

Once we were done, since both of us were nude anyway, I helped her dry, then laid her down on my table. I started to work on her shoulder, then moved to her back, shoulders, neck, then down to her legs, moving up between her inner thighs. I was amazed at how beautiful her pussy was, it was flawless, lips puffy and inviting. I reached out, running my index finger along her lips. Neither of us said anything, but I could tell it had an effect on her.

Helping her roll over, we made eye to eye contact, but nothing was said. Again like before, I worked on the sore shoulder, then moved to her shoulders and neck. She was so perfect, her breasts were standing straight up, no sag. It was not something I don’t do, but when I began to massage her breasts, her eyes closed, I distinctly heard her give a small whimper. Taking longer then normal, teasing her nipples until they were like small rocks, hard as can be. Moving down her body, moving to her feet, then each leg.

Climbing up on the table, moving between her legs, working on the inside of her thighs, crossing the line, leaning down, kissing the inner sides of her thighs. Even after a shower, her scent was strong and seductive, drawing me in.

Using my thumb, start to rub just above her clit, her hips begin to lift up, move in circles, hump up and down. Continuing to circle, I gently push one finger inside her, locating her special spot, then massaging it, along with her clit. She never said a thing, but her body was writhing and humping. Having no idea why I leaned over, kissing pussy, licking the lips.

That is all it took, she sat up, looked at me, it was easy to see she was in an erotic haze, pulling me to her, looking at me, it seemed like both of us were trying to figure out if we wanted to take the next step.

The first kiss, was quick then pulling back, looking at each other, then moving to each other, this kiss much longer, our tongues exploring our mouths. This one lasted for a long time, I don’t think either of us knew how long, we were both exploring new areas neither of us had ever been before.

Both of our hands explored each other’s bodies, then suddenly we both stopped, helping her off the table, nothing said, taking her hand, leading her to my bedroom. As soon as we were by the bed, moving to each other, hugging, kissing our hands on each other’s bottom, pulling our bodies to each other. Our breasts were rubbing against each others, nipples teasing - falling onto the bed, moving our legs between each others, starting to ride our companions leg. The kissing continues to become more and more intense, my hand moving down between us, slipping it between her legs, pumping two fingers inside her, feeling her respond by crying out.

Moving down, kissing small butterfly type of kisses all along her body, comfortably between her legs, licking her pussy - then sucking her clit. Looking up, making eye to eye contact, smiling, launch my tongue deep inside her. it only takes a few minutes to drive her over the edge, screaming in a massive orgasm.

Raising my head, my face covered with her juices, I move back up, sharing what she tastes like. Then we relax, hugging each other, tracing our fingers over her body. Kissing her, “You know we have crossed a line, we will never be able to come back from”

She was nodding, “I know but when I give you what you just did for me, I’d never go back or change any of this”

As soon as she tells me there are no regrets, she moves down my body, kissing all the way along my boobs, my tummy then between my legs, just like I did to her. The feeling of a girl kissing me is so different from my husband, so much more gentle, much more arousing. My eyes are closed, completely relaxed, but as soon as she kisses my pussy, the sudden spike of arousal brings me back to reality immediately. The more she licks, the deeper I sink into this sexual bliss. Slipping a finger inside me, locating my magical spot, I feel the orgasm now building quickly. Grabbing my own tits, opening my legs wider, it is coming. She doesn’t speed up, just remains at the same pace she has been, it is getting so close now.

Somehow she knows when I’m almost there, pumping her finger in and out of me quickly now, brings my head off the bed - looking down at her, my legs trying to close, its’ on me .. pushing her head away, she won’t budge. I try pulling away, but the head board stops me, my hands move from my tits to my head, to the sheets - to her head - OMG this can’t go on.

Finally it is here, my head flops back on the bed, my body explodes with a massive wave of pleasure I have never experienced in all the years of my husband fucking me.

Her face is soaked with my juices, coming back up, laying by my side, sharing a kiss so I can taste what I am like when I explode.

We are both tired, just before we drift off to sleep, I whisper, “I never want this to end, I don’t know how, but somehow we have to be together” We share one final kiss then sleep over takes us.

The following morning, we experiment with our pussies rubbing each other, tribbing is so exciting, then we shower, she borrows one of my tennis outfits, we head back to the club to pick up her car and grab a bite to eat.

We had just set down, when one of the club members came up, “Ladies good to see you. Mind if I join you?”

We have both played games with her and enjoy her company, but it was not a friendly meeting. She had been away on business, returning to her hotel room, the door next to her’s had not been shut so it slowly swung back open. What she saw stopped her dead in her tracks. Two guys were kissing, stripping off their clothes pumping each others cocks and so on, she had taken a video of it - all the way to one of them fucking the other one. Handing us her phone, the two of us gasped, it was our husbands - our husbands were lovers.

We acted shocked, thanked her and asking her to send us that video. When she left, we were giggling inside, I whispered, “Too bad they got caught, but now we have our way out”

That afternoon I filed for divorce, when my husband got home, I sent him a copy of the video, explaining all of his friends and business partners were on my next transmission, the divorce papers were signed, no objections at all.

Since I have an in-home business, I looked for an older home, away from everyone and lots of property. I love horses and now I could afford to have a few.

I meant a cute lady real estate agent, we looked at lots of homes, some we even tried out their beds, she loved my tits, I loved her pussy and knew Wendy would love her also. One day she called me, she had found the perfect home for me, it had been on the market for sometime, no idea why it had not sold, but it was perfect. Long story short, it was perfect, I made a low ball offer, the owners accepted and in a few weeks I was directing the movers where to put my things.

That was when I found out the place was supposed to have a ghost in it, that is why the previous owners had sold so quickly. According to one of the neighbors, the wife had a bad experience with the ghost and she was frightened to stay there. I laughed, since I don’t believe in ghosts, I got a great home for a cheap price. My curiosity was peeked for sure, so I did some checking on the home, finding out it had been built by a play boy, who according to rumors, he would seduce women in his bedroom, ravaging their bodies. According to legend, because of the size of his cock, once a woman had experienced it, they’d never be the same coming back again and again to be fucked by this charming play boy.

Shaking my head, reading as much as I could about him, finding out his nick name was The Dictator. I laughed when I read this, whispering to no one in particular, “I’ll just call you Dick, if I ever meet you”

I was tired, it had been a long day, a good long shower, I collapsed in the master bedroom, falling quickly into a deep sleep. I always sleep nude, so sometime in the middle of the night, I felt a chill, waking the light blanket was on the floor. No one was there, picking it back up, I was once again asleep. The next time I was awaken, the covering was down to my waist, only my boobs were not covered. Looking down at them, it was funny, my nipples were hard as rocks. Sexually I was excited, but no reason, maybe just thinking about old Dick, had made me horny. Grabbing a drink of water, I was once again asleep. By the time morning arrived, I had been awake for no reason four times.

The following night, I slept in the spare bedroom, awaking the next morning, nothing had disturbed me. Walking back in the master bedroom, I sat there still nude, wondering what had happened to me in this room.

Suddenly I jumped, I could have sworn someone touched my right tit. I couldn’t see anyone, it was early morning, the room flooded with bright day light. I didn’t move or run away, just sat there waiting. It did not take long, this time my boob was touched again, but this time I didn’t jump, just enjoyed the way it was touched.

The chair I was setting in, was a make-up chair, that I had pulled out, placing me away from the desk. This time, both of my breasts were cupped, lifted and a slow massage was taking place. Looking in the mirror, no one was there, but my breasts were being lifted and squeezed. It felt so good, I leaned my head back, closing my eyes, my nipples were being pulled, then pinched hard enough to make me moan, but not move or jump up.

That was when i felt a sexual kiss on my neck, just as his hands moved down my front, massaging my inner thighs rubbed, making my legs spread wide apart, giving whoever it was with me, full access to me. Reaching his arms, I was surprised to be able to feel his arm. That was when I turned to the side he had kissed me, it was easy to find his mouth, kissing him, my tongue exploring this non-seen person.

Thinking of what I had read, standing up, keeping my hand on one of his arms, turning to kiss him, moving my body to his, I gasped when I felt the size of his cock, slowly pushing between my legs. Reaching between us, remaining kissing him, taking hold of this monster, was more like holding a horse cock and not a man’s shaft. My grandfather raised horses, when I was a young girl, alone in the barn with one of his male horses, apparently one of his mares was in heat, this one could smell her, I remember stepping up by his side, kneeling down, taking hold of his cock, it was firm, hanging down at least a foot and a half, was so big I couldn’t get my hand around it, so I used two hands to pump his cock up and down. This one between my legs was not that big, but damn close to it.

Dropping to my knees, trying to take his cock in my mouth, but it was too big to fit in my mouth, so all I could do was lick it.

I have no idea what triggered his change in the way he was enjoying me, but suddenly he picked me up, easily carrying me to the bed, laying me down on my back, my legs opened on their own, not only looking forward to him to use me, but i was at the point where I needed him to use now, the sooner the better.

As soon as his tongue touched my pussy, I instantly knew why he was known as the proficient lover. His tongue and fingers were doing things to my body, that I couldn’t begin to describe. His finger located my magical spot inside my pussy, at the same time his thumb dance on my clit. They were massaging me at the same time, but in a way that spiked my whole body to the edge of a massive orgasm, but he knew women’s bodies. His tongue kept me on the edge, by licking my pussy, just as his free hand was playing in my rear opening. My body was bouncing up and down, hands grabbing everything possible. I tried to push him away, I needed to cum, he knew it and was not even close to stop using me.

He kept me on the edge, moving close then backing off - to the edge again, then back off again. He had kept me like this, adding the second one then the third. When he added the forth finger, I was screaming for him to let me go. Instead he added his thumb, but as soon as it entered me, he began to pump the hand in and out faster and harder.

I have no idea how long he kept me like this, suddenly he stopped pulling his hand out. I needed to cum so badly, I would have done anything to have him continue, my pussy was opening and closing, my hips humping air - then he was rubbing his cock back and forth over my opening - along the full length of my pussy lips. The size of it made me whimper, but he only did this a few times, then pushing the massive head inside me, I gasped, wrapped my legs around the invisible stranger, pulling him to me, in one massive thrust he was all the way in me, but he stopped to let me get used to what had just entered me.

There wasn’t any pain, just never been filled like this before - his pumping had opened me up enough to take all of him in me, I knew as soon as he started to move, I’d go over the edge. Pulling on my own nipples, he slowly pulled out then back in, out and in a few times, finally setting a good steady rhythm of pumping me. That is when the next surprise hit me. My husband just fucked me, in and out and much too quickly emptying warm cum inside me. Most of the time I was left unsatisfied. I’ve watched porn videos, even the huge cocks just pump in and out, but this new lover pumped in and out, at the same time the head of his cock moved from side to side, up and down then in a circle, hitting the sides of my vaginal wall- brushing directly over my special spot, while all the time pumping that monster in and out.

This new experience only took a few minutes, for me to have one of the most intense and satisfying orgasms I have ever had. The problem was immediate, when I have a climax I become extremely sensitive to the touch. He just kept on pumping, my arms tried to push him away, tried to pull away, nothing was happening, just kept on fucking me while that head maintained the constant arousal of my walls.

The next eruption had me begging him to let me go, to stop, instead he began to suck on my nipples, his expert tongue dancing across the tips of them, making me writhe even more.

This went on and on and on, me experiencing one explosion after the next, my body now like a rag doll - eventually I felt his cock head swell just as he pushed all the way in me, stopping. I think he had an orgasm also, but there was no seed left behind, only mine running out of me when he pulled out.

I have no idea how long I lay there, he was by my side, running his hand over my body, leaning in and kissing me, sometimes on the breast, sometimes on my mouth. I eventually got up, headed down the hall to the bathroom, taking a warm and long shower, wrapping up in a warm robe, fixing something to eat. For some reason he was locked inside that room, no where else in the home, Sipping a warm coffee, my pussy still pulsating from what it had just been through, I spent that night in the spare bedroom.

Wendy called to see how the new home was, I left out my ghost lover. She planned on joining me in a couple of weeks.

I stayed out of the bedroom for a few days, but it was like an alcoholic passing by a drink, eventually one morning, I walked back in, nude as usual. I had just closed the door when I was lifted up, put on the bed, on all fours, his cock was in me in moments and the fucking was at full speed. It was so quick and so sudden, I exploded immediately.

This time he was hungry, my tits were mauled, my body slammed like he was trying to push it all the way out of me.

My head was down, my body being slammed like a rag doll. My tits were hard and sore, orgasm after orgasm ripped through my body.

It finally ended like before, me totally wasted, slumping to the mattress. He kissed me, paying more attention to me then he had before. Even though he couldn’t speak, it became evident, he wanted me to stay with him at night. I was his, for as long as I was here, he had marked me.

Until Wendy moved in, I was with my unseen lover every night. He fucked me like always but much more gentle.

As soon as Wendy was all moved in, hugging her, “I have a surprise for you, in the master bedroom, I need you to go in, not be afraid, just trust me, there will be no harm to you”

She looked at me, while I took off her clothes, then taking her by the hand, leading her into the bedroom, leaving closing the door.

It only took a few minutes for her to gasp, then moan - I had my hands between my legs, when I heard her cry out, then the panting and so on. Like me, eventually she screamed with a orgasm, i’m sure was nothing like she had ever experienced.

I had pumped myself to multiple orgasms when the door finally opened, she was leaning against the door jam, her eyes rolled up in her head. Helping her down the hall to a large tub, already filled with warm water. I got in first, then helped her lay back on me, Rubbing her breasts, telling her what I knew and what I had experienced so far.

When she finally could think, we both agreed we needed one more companion. One could be in with him and the other two enjoying one another’s body.

Suzy was also in the club with us, she like us, loved how he could fuck. Now he is at peach, we are all in love and enjoy a good cock every third day