(Perhaps you remember Natalie from a few days ago?)
I’ve only been coming to this church for six months. Since the wedding. Jacob works nights at the plant so he can’t come with me, but Robin said I should try Bible study. Make some friends. They asked me to bring banana bread.
I don’t really know these women yet. Carol is quiet and always sits in the third pew. Linda works at the grocery store. And Marcy. Tiny little Marcy with the big eyes and the perfect round butt that doesn’t seem to fit on her tiny frame.
We’re all drinking wine in Robin’s living room. Normal enough. Then Robin says Marcy has something to share.
Marcy stands up. She’s glowing. Like, actually glowing. Her cheeks are flushed and her eyes are bright and she can’t stop fidgeting.
“Y’all probably know I’ve had a crush on Mark for years. Of course you know! Heh… I haven’t exactly hidden it.” She laughs, shaky. “But I, um… I told Robin about it at the pot luck last month.”
I take a sip of wine. Okay. Crush on Robin’s husband. Weird thing to announce but whatever.
“And, ummm… Robin was. Well… surprisingly receptive? Is that the right word?”
“Receptive how?” Carol whispers.
My wine glass stops halfway to my mouth.
“Well… after a couple, I dunno, warm-ups I guess. Well… let’s just say Robin helped me go somewhere I’d never been with Mark Sunday night.”
Her voice drops. Everyone leans in. I lean in too.
“Robin helped me try something Darryl would never do. Something I’d been dreaming about for years.”
“Marcy, it sounds like you’re about to say…”
“My bum.” Barely a whisper. “Robin helped Mark, you know… I’ve literally dreamed about it forever. Well, ever since he got Darryl that job. But I didn’t know how to even start. Would you guys?”
Wait. Wait wait wait. Is she saying what I think she’s saying?
Dead silence.
Then a little sob. “And Robin has been… just so generous with him!”
Holy shit. She is. She’s saying Robin’s husband put his… in her…
“I’ve been glowing ever since.” Marcy laughs, high and breathless. “I woke up yesterday and I already had my finger in me… I came in like thirty seconds. I can’t stop thinking about it. About his cock in my ass!”
My face is hot. My whole body is hot. I squeeze my thighs together without meaning to. There’s a pulse between my legs that wasn’t there a minute ago.
Another silence. Longer this time.
Carol’s voice, very small: “I’ve thought about that. Anal, I mean. But Jim would never… and I wouldn’t even know how to prepare. How to make it not hurt.”
“It didn’t hurt,” Marcy says. “That’s what I’m telling you. Robin knew exactly what to do. She was so patient. And Mark was so gentle at first, and then when I was ready, he just…”
She makes a little squeak. The whole tone changes. I’m feeling light headed. Is that nausea I’m feeling? I don’t think it is… I finish my wine.
“I want it again so bad,” she whispers. “Robin, I’ve been thinking about it constantly. Do you think you’d let me…”
“Let you what, Marcy?” Robin has a little smile on her lips.
“Let Mark fuck my ass again. Please, Robin. I need it. I’ve been so empty all week.”
It’s definitely not nausea… I’m wet. I’m actually wet. I can feel it. Just from listening to her beg. Just from hearing her say those words out loud.
Jacob and I had sex on our wedding night. And maybe three times since. He’s always so tired. Falls asleep before I can even… before we can even…
I haven’t felt this turned on in months!
“Well,” Robin says. “Ladies, you all seem curious. And you did take his cock so well, Marcy. Would you like everyone to watch Mark fuck your ass?”
“Yes. God help me, yes. I kind of want the whole world to watch!”
Oh my God. What kind of church is this? Watching?
“Ladies, I know you won’t want to miss this.” Robin’s voice is warm. “Mark? I know you’re listening. Come in here, please.”
~~~
Mark walks in from the garage. The five of us turn to look at him. Everyone’s eyes go straight to the bulge in his jeans. I’m holding my breath.
He’s medium height. Dark hair. Kind of normal looking, honestly. The kind of guy you’d see at the hardware store and not think twice about.
But Marcy. Marcy looks at him like he’s water and she’s been in the desert for years.
Is that what wanting someone looks like? I don’t think Jacob has ever looked at me like that. Not even on our wedding day.
Our bedroom. Robin’s bedroom. Whatever. It’s never held this many people.
Marcy’s already undoing her blouse. My heart is pounding so hard I can hear it. Carol, Linda and I file in behind Mark. I’ve got the wine bottle in my hands. Don’t even remember grabbing it.
Robin slips off her shoes and climbs onto the bed, patting the space in front of her.
“Come here, baby. Just like last time.”
Marcy steps out of her pants and crawls across the bed in her panties. Her ass stretches the cotton so tight I’m expecting it to split. Her lips puff through the wet gusset. She lays face down into the pillow, that perfect round ass high in the air.
God. Her ass really is perfect. I mean, it’s impossible to miss when she’s wearing pants, but now… My head is buzzing. Her ass is proof there is a God. I gulp my wine.
I’ve never really looked at another woman’s body before. Not like this. But I never want to stop looking.
Robin kneels behind her, running her hands over Marcy’s hips, and pulls her panties down.
Oh my god.
Everything is right there. Pink and wet and exposed. I can see Marcy’s pussy glistening. And above it, that tight little hole.
“God, look at this ass,” Robin murmurs. “I’ve been thinking about this all week too, you know. Couldn’t stop picturing it.”
She spreads Marcy’s cheeks with both hands. We all lean in. I lean in closer than I mean to. Close enough to smell her all warm and musky.
“It’s just so pretty,” Robin breathes. “So fucking pretty.”
And then she leans in and licks it with the tip of her tongue.
I make a sound… a squeek? I don’t know what kind of sound.
Marcy gasps. Her whole body rolls back. “Oh god. Oh god, Robin.”
Robin’s tongue circles that tight little hole. Her mouth is right on Marcy’s ass and she’s eating it like it’s the most normal thing in the world.
I’ve never. I didn’t know people did this. I mean, I knew, but I didn’t KNOW. Not like this. Not watching it happen three feet in front of me.
“She tastes so good,” Robin says, pulling back just enough to speak. Her lips are wet and shiny. “It is so much sweeter than you’d ever imagine. I could eat this ass all night.”
Sweeter than you’d imagine. My mouth is watering. Actually watering.
She dives back in. Her tongue pushes against the tight ring. Marcy whimpers into the pillow, pushing her ass back against Robin’s face.
Carol makes a strangled sound. “Oh my…”
“That’s what eating ass is?” I hear myself say. “Holy shit.”
My voice sounds far away. My whole body feels far away. Except between my legs. That’s very close.
Robin pulls back, grinning. Her chin is slick. “You should taste it.”
Carol’s eyes go wide. “What? I couldn’t… I don’t…”
“Of course you do!” Robin takes Carol’s hand and pulls her in. “All of you should.”
Silence. Everyone’s frozen.
And then I step forward. My legs move before my brain catches up. “I… yeah. I want to try.”
What am I doing. What am I DOING.
Robin shifts to the side. I kneel behind Marcy. Her ass is right there. Right in front of my face. I can smell her. Skin and sweat and… bum. I am smelling bum. My belly tightens further and I squeeze my thighs together as I crawl foward feeling my clit swell and rub against my soaking panties.
My hands are shaking when I touch her cheeks.
She’s so soft. The skin of her ass is so soft. And right there in the middle, that little pink pucker, shinning wet from Robin’s tongue.
I feel myself lean in. My pulse is beating everywhere… everywhere.
My tongue leads me forward. Marcy’s ass fills my whole view. And then it touches. It’s like a little kiss…
But Marcy moans and her whole body pushes back against my face. “Oh fuck. Oh fuck, Natalie. That’s… oh god.”
She said my name. She said my name while I’m licking her ass.
I giggle. I can’t help it. “She’s so soft. And warm.” My voice is small and far away… I haven’t heard myself talk like that in years. Like I’m talking about a little bunny.
And she tastes clean. And sweet. This is not even a little gross all of a sudden. It’s… nice? Really nice!
“Keep going,” Robin says. “Get her nice and wet.”
I think she thinks I need encouragement… absolutely not. I’m in! I lick again with my full mouth. And again. Press my tongue against her hole. Feel it flutter against me. Marcy moans every time. She’s moaning because of ME. Because of what I’M doing.
Jacob barely makes sounds during sex. Just grunts when he finishes. I didn’t know I wanted someone to moan for me until right now.
Carol kneels beside me, shaking. Two tongues now. I can smell her perfume. She licks, then I do. And Marcy keeps whimpering and trembles and pushes back for more.
Robin spits. Lets it drool from her lips onto Marcy’s hole. The sound Marcy makes goes straight through me. Straight between my legs. There is SO much spit!
“You almost ready, baby?” Robin asks.
“Please, yes,” Marcy begs. “Please, I need more. I’m ready.”
And then there’s Robin’s finger with her pretty manicure. It swirles once and then the tip disapears into Marcy’s ass. It just slides in. Marcy cries out.
“That’s it, baby. Open up.” Robin nods to Carol. “Give me your finger. Put it next to mine.”
Carol’s finger joins Robin’s. Two fingers inside Marcy’s ass. They start massaging and pulling her open.
I watch their fingers disappear into that tight hole. Watch Marcy’s body take them. She’s sobbing… actually sobbing for more.
“Oh god. Oh god, I can feel both of you. Please. Please, I need Mark. Where’s Mark?”
~~~
I forgot about Mark.
He’s been standing there the whole time. Watching. His bulge is bigger now. Way bigger.
Robin looks at him over her shoulder. “Why are you still dressed! She’s ready for you.”
He strips. Pulls off his shirt. Pushes down his jeans and boxers.
His cock springs free.
Oh.
OH.
It’s pretty normal, but holy shit is it hard. And right now it looks like the biggest cock in the world… Thick and veiny and hard and the head is swollen purple and there’s a drop of precum already pearling at the tip.
I’ve only ever seen Jacob’s. Jacob’s is fine. Normal. But this is… this is something else.
Linda gasps. I just stare. My mouth might be open.
“God, Marcy,” Robin breathes, still working her fingers. “You should see what you do to him. His cock is so hard for your ass.”
“I want it,” Marcy sobs. “I want his cock. Please, Robin. Please give him to me.”
Robin pulls her fingers out. Spits on Mark’s cock. Actually spits on it. Wraps her hand around him and strokes, spreading everything.
She guides him forward. Presses his head against Marcy’s loosened hole.
“You hear that, Mark? She’s been dreaming about you. Praying for your cock in her tight little asshole. Are you going to give it to her?”
“Okay.”
His voice is soft. Almost nervous. How is he nervous? How is any of this happening?
“Are you going to fuck her ass while all her friends watch?” I’m a friend now. I better be!
“Yes.”
Robin leans close to Marcy’s ear. “He’s right there, baby. He’s about to split you open. Tell him what you want.”
“Please, Mark.” Marcy’s voice is wrecked. Raw. Desperate. “Please fuck my ass. I’ve needed you all week. I’ve touched myself every night thinking about you inside me. Please. Use me. I’m your anal slut. I want everyone to see.”
“Anal slut!” The words come out of my mouth before I can stop them. And my world spins. I picture what an anal slut is… and it’s almost like I’m looking in a mirror.
And she said it out loud… and now we know. Marcy is Mark’s anal slut. Cock whore. Oh my God…
I’ve never said anything like that in my life. I’ve never even thought about saying something like that. Jacob would probably have a heart attack.
Robin looks at Mark. “You heard her.”
He presses forward.
I watch his cock push against her hole. Watch it stretch. Watch her body resist for a second and then just… open.
His head pops inside and Marcy howls.
“YES! Oh god yes! He’s inside me! Mark’s inside my ass!”
My hand is between my legs. I don’t remember putting it there. I’m pressing against myself through my pants, watching this man’s cock sink into my friend’s ass inch by inch.
“That’s it,” Robin murmurs. “Take all of him. You’re doing so good, baby. Such a good little ass slut for my husband.”
All of him. He’s all the way inside her. His balls are pressed against her pussy. His entire cock is in her ass.
I’m rubbing myself. I can’t stop. No one’s looking at me. Everyone’s watching them.
Robin’s hand finds Marcy’s clitoris and starts rubbing in little circles.
“Now go ahead, Mark. Fuck her ass. She’s yours. This hole belongs to you now.”
He starts to move. Pulling back. Pushing in. I can see his cock sliding in and out of her. Glistening. Her hole gripping him.
Robin dribbles spit onto his shaft. Then I lean forward and do it too. I don’t even think about it. My spit lands on his cock as it slides into Marcy’s ass. Then Carol does it.
“God, that’s hot,” Robin gasps. Her other hand is between her own legs now. “That’s so fucking hot. Look at her taking your cock. Look at how much she loves it.”
“Oh!” Marcy cries out. “Mark, I love your cock in my ass! Please don’t stop. Never stop! I’ll be your slut. I’ll be your little ass slut!”
Mark wraps his hands around her hips, thumbs pressing into her ass cheeks… they ripple with each thrust. The sound of his hips slapping against her fills the room.
I’m rubbing myself through my pants. Carol is touching herself. Linda is touching herself. Robin is moaning now too.
Five women in this room and four of us are getting off watching this man fuck our friend’s ass.
This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. Hotter than anything I ever imagined. My whole body is shaking.
“She’s close,” Robin pants. “I can feel her swelling. Are you close too, Mark?”
“Yes.”
“Good. Cum together. Fill her up while she cums on your cock. I want to see it. I want to see everything.”
Fill her up. He’s going to cum inside her ass. I’m going to watch him cum inside her ass.
Marcy is screaming now. Incoherent. Her whole body shaking.
“Oh… Oh! I’m cummming! Oh God… Mark… Robin… I’m fucking cummmmiiinnng!” From ANAL sex!?
I can see her bum hole clamp down on him and Mark slams deep and groans and I can see his balls tighten and his cock pulse and he’s cumming. He’s cumming inside her.
My hand presses hard between my legs. I’m close. So close. Just from watching.
When he finally pulls out, cum drips from her. White and thick, dripping from her stretched hole, running down over her pussy.
Robin leans in and rubs her face through the mess. Just pushes her face into Marcy’s cum-covered holes like it’s nothing.
Marcy hasn’t moved. Still face down. Still making soft little sounds.
Robin climbs up beside her, brushes the hair from her sweaty face, kisses her forehead.
“You’re wonderful, baby. So wonderful. How do you feel?”
“Like I’m flying,” Marcy whispers. “Like I never want to come down.”
I’m standing here with my hand between my legs, dripping wet, watching cum leak out of a friend I barely know. And I don’t want to leave. I want more. I want to know what that feels like. I want someone to look at me the way Mark was looking at Marcy. Like we’re all looking at Marcy.
Carol’s voice comes out hoarse. “Umm… Robin? Could, uhhh… Do you think I could try?”
I’m nodding before I can stop myself. “Me too.”
Linda just stares at Mark’s softening cock, lips parted, not saying anything.
Robin smiles. Kisses Marcy one more time. Looks around the room.
“What do you think, Mark?”
He’s catching his breath. Staring at Marcy’s bum. He looks dazed.
“Huh?”
“Oh, honey…” Robin stands and draws her fingers down his chest. “Didn’t you hear? Now everyone wants to try.”
~~~
Before anyone else can move, I’m on my knees in front of him.
I don’t decide to do it. My body just does it. Knees in the wall to wall carpet. Hands reaching for his cock.
It’s soft now. Wet. Covered in everything that just happened.
I bring it to my face. Press my nose under the shaft and inhale.
The smell hits me like a wave. It is as far from gross as I could imagine… Cum and sweat and… Marcy’s ass. The inside of her body. And his cum mixed with all of it.
“Oh god.” My voice doesn’t sound like mine. “Oh my god. I can smell her. I can smell Marcy’s ass on you. And your cum. And… and…”
I press my lips into his balls. Drag them up his shaft. Tasting. My tongue slides through the mess.
“I can taste it all.” I’m moaning. I’m actually moaning. “I can taste everything. Her ass. Your cum. It’s salty and sweet… I had no idea it would be so sweet!”
Jacob has never let me do this. He always pushes my head away after. Says it’s gross. Says he doesn’t want my mouth on him after we’ve had sex.
But this. This is everything. This is the taste of what just happened. The taste of two people fucking. The taste of Marcy’s ass and Mark’s cum. Something so forbidden and perfect.
I take him into my mouth. He’s soft and I suck him all the way in. I’m swallowing and trying to get his balls in my mouth too. My tongue swirls around him, collecting every trace.
Robin’s watching me. Her mouth is open. “Natalie… honey…”
But I’m gone. I’m too far gone to stop.
I pull off just long enough to gasp: “I’ve never… Jacob’s never let me… I didn’t know it could taste like this. It’s like sin on a stick!”
Sin on a stick. That’s what it is. Everything wrong and delicious and right all at once.
I dive back down. Suck hard. And I feel him respond. He’shard again already. In my mouth. I can feel him swelling in my mouth. Jacob has never gotten hard again this fast!
“Oh.” My voice comes out sing-song. Happy. “Oh, you’re getting hard again. I can feel it. Ladies, he’s getting hard in my mouf!”
My mouf is full. And my mind is buzzing. I can barely talk. But I want everyone to know. I want everyone to see what I’m doing.
Behind me, I hear Carol move to the bed. Hear her whisper “Can I?” Hear Marcy’s muffled response.
Wet sounds. Carol’s eating the cum out of Marcy’s ass. I can hear it.
My hand finds the front of my pants. I press hard. Rub. I need to cum so bad. Just from having his cock in my mouth. Just from tasting what he did to her.
Linda’s by the dresser. Frozen. Hand under her blouse. Other hand in her pants. Watching everything.
Robin moves behind Linda. Reaches around. Whispers something in her ear.
“Do you think she likes it?” Robin murmurs. “Do you think she’s going to be addicted to dirty cock now?”
Yes. Yes yes yes.
I’m already addicted. One taste and I’m done. I’ll never be satisfied with Jacob’s clean boring cock again. I want this. Dirty and used and covered in someone else.
I pull off gasping. Strings of spit stretch from my lips to his cock. I must look insane. I don’t care.
“I can still taste her,” I pant. “Every time I swallow, I taste Marcy’s ass. I taste your cum. I taste everything you did to her.” Am I crying?
I stroke him hard. Fast. Looking up at him towering above his cock.
“I want it. I want you to do that to me. I want everyone to watch you fuck my ass and then I want someone to lick me clean.”
I said that. I actually said that. Out loud. Where did that come from? I can feel my ass tighten, wanting it.
On the bed, Carol is moaning. Her face is still buried in Marcy’s ass. Her hand is working between her own legs.
“I’m going to cum,” Carol gasps, pulling back just enough to speak. Her lips are glistening with cum and spit. “I’m going to cum from eating her ass. Oh god, I’m going to…”
She buries her face again and screams into Marcy’s holes. Her body shakes. Marcy cums with her. Again.
Linda’s next. Robin’s fingers find the right spot. Linda’s legs give out. She slumps back, cumming, whimpering.
And me. My hand is in my pants now. Fingers on my clit. His cock in my other hand.
I look up at him. This man I barely know. This man whose cock has been in my mouth, whose cum I’ve tasted, whose smell I’ll never forget.
“Please, Mark… I need your cum in my mouth. I need to taste you for real. Please.”
He looks down at me. His eyes are soft. Almost kind. How can he look kind while I’m begging for his cum?
He’s close. I can tell. I take his head in my mouth, suck hard, then pop it free.
He cums.
That hard thin cum that shoots the second time. It sprays across my face. My cheeks. My hair. Drips over my lips.
My fingers work my clit faster. The cum is warm on my skin. The taste of it slides into my mouth.
I cum.
Right there on my knees. Hand in my pants. Cum on my face. I cum harder than I have in months. Maybe ever. My whole body clenches and shakes and I’m making sounds I didn’t know I could make.
When I can see again, I catch the cum with my fingers. Lick them clean. Every drop.
I sit back on my heels. Suck my fingers. Look up at him through the mess on my face.
“Thank you,” I whisper. “Thank you, Mark. Thank you, Robin. Thank you, dear God.”
I mean it. Every word. This is the most alive I’ve felt since my wedding day. Maybe more.
~~~
The drive home is a blur.
My underwear is ruined. My face is crusty. My jaw aches. My throat is raw. I licked my fingers so many times I lost count. I can still taste him.
Jacob is at work. It’s not even midnight yet.
He has no idea what I just did. No idea that I had another man’s cum on my face twenty minutes ago. No idea that I begged for it. That I’m still begging for it.
I go to the bathroom. Look in the mirror. There’s cum dried in my hair. Dried on my cheek. My mascara is everywhere. My lips are swollen.
I don’t wash my face.
I don’t brush my teeth. Go to bed. The sheets are cool and empty.
I lie there with the lights on. Bring my knees up to my chest and touch my own bum hole with a wet finger. I swirl it just a little and gasp, remembering everything. The taste. The smell. The sounds Marcy made. The way it felt when he came on my face.
And I’m already remembering what it’s going to feel like when his cock is in my ass.
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