Richard, Judy & Jane
Part I

By IanMacL
 

Jane was soon easing the throbbing cock into her wanton cunt and groaned immediately she felt it reach her innermost self. Richard was soon riding her again and she felt his lips swallow the nipple of her bare, juice covered bosom. “Yes. Suck me hard. I like that. Suck them both and ravish my body.” Jane was having the time of her life and Richard obeyed her every whim. She felt her blouse unbutton still further to expose her other breast and felt her chamber grip hard onto his cock, as Richard sucked hard on her newly exposed nipple.

The two rode like dervishes as each sought to fuck the other senseless. Jane was making the most of her first sexual experience with a man for a long time and Richard was overcome by the wantonness of this seemingly sexually depraved woman he thought was his wife.

Only when the last blouse button was removed from the buttonhole and the silk satin pushed back, did Richard stop dead. “Judy – when did you get that tattoo on your belly?” Jane had a small heart shaped tattoo pierced by cupid’s arrow, near her belly button. Judy obviously did not. “I am sorry Richard. It’s not Judy – it’s me Jane. You caught me unawares and…well, I couldn’t stop. I have not had cock for so long and yours is fantastic…I just want it.” Jane was still pushing against the stiff cock, as she was almost ready to explode once again. Richard was trying not to respond, but found it impossible not to join the rhythm continued by this sexy woman his cock was buried in. “It’s not right Jane. I love Judy. I did not know it was you. I would never…” His voice trailed off as he felt his own orgasm draw suddenly closer.

“It’s ok Richard.” Jane quickened the rhythm as she spoke. “We are both innocent and we can forget this ever happened. I’ll wash the blouse and sheet and re-do the bed and Judy will never know.” Jane was almost at bursting point once more and as she felt Richard twitch inside her, she felt herself fall over the chasm of no return.

“I am coming again. Your cock is fabulous and hits the right spot. Drive it up inside me and give me something to remember you by”. Richard felt himself enveloped in the moment and his twitching throbbing cock was ready to give forth once again. “I am going to come too. Shall I get out of you?” Jane could not bear the thought of losing this gift of full and simultaneous orgasms and just cried out in lust and need. “No. Let’s make it loving and memorable. Love me for all you are worth and let me come like a lady in silk.” Richard obliged and the two arched and thrust together, clinging to each others body, until the last drop of juice and the last beat of electricity was shared.

They lay entwined for some time, before Richard slowly rolled off and lay beside Jane. “You were fantastic Jane. Thank you.” Jane turned towards her best friend’s husband. “Your cock was just what I needed. I felt like a slut and a lady. This blouse is fabulous too. I have never had an experience like that. Perhaps you will get mixed up again one day?” There was a twinkle in Jane’s eye. Richard looked into her beautiful, warm and friendly face. “Perhaps I might – it’s easily done you know.”


Story contents:

Jane was a good friend of the Jackson’s and Judy was always ready to help, as Jane was a single mum trying to earn a living, as best she could, by taking odd jobs. Today Jane was at their house to do some cleaning and washing, as Judy had her own work commitments.

It was mid morning and Jane had run the washing machine three times already and tumble dried some of the early load for ironing. She had also stripped and changed the bed as requested on her job sheet and admired the satin sheets that she had replaced. The touch of satin against her skin had made her tingle with pleasure. Her cotton tee shirt and denim skirt were rough and tatty, compared to everything that Judy owned and wore.

Having ironed some of Judy’s tops, she opened the mirrored wardrobe to find a place for them. Her eyes glanced along the extensive rack of tops, shirts and blouses and she noticed a deep amber silk satin blouse hanging provocatively on the rail. Jane decided it was hanging provocatively, because she had immediately sensed a moistening, when she saw the luxury fabric and when she touched dangling sleeve, felt a quiver of excitement all over her body.

Placing the tops in the wardrobe, she closed the door and stared at her own shabby clothes in the full length mirror. In a second, the cotton t shirt was over her head and discarded on the floor. Opening the wardrobe again, Jane removed the enticing blouse from its sot fabric hanger. Closing the door, she held the amber silk against her body and pushed her arm in one sleeve, letting the silk brush her inner flesh. Jane let the sleeve slip off again and placed the blouse on the bed. She then reached behind her back and unfastened the robust bra that held her ample but firm bosoms in place. This seemed to release her whole body from its confines and Jane felt wild and free.

The silk slid over her top as first one and then the second sleeve engulfed her arms. Her back arched and tingled nicely as the satin lightly touched each erogenous zone. Staring at herself in the mirror, Jane could see that her nipples were standing proud and trying to force themselves against the sensuous satin fabric that caressed them. Buttoning the blouse up to her cleavage, Jane stood and admired herself in the mirror.

Jane and Judy were the same age and height and size and both had long black naturally wavy hair. The things that separated them were marriage and wealth. Jane was alone and with a young child to bring up. Her money barely covered the bills. She dressed as best she could but always felt she looked shabby. Judy, on the other hand, was married to Richard and the couple both had demanding well paid careers. Judy was always immaculate. Many people had remarked that they could be twins, but Jane never felt like a twin, just a poor relation.

Now, dressed in one of Judy’s best silk satin blouses, Jane felt wonderful, like the vibrant, sensual, fun loving person she knew she really was. As she looked down at her denim skirt, she knew it had to come off, if she was to keep up her pretence to herself. As the skirt dropped and Jane caught sight of her panties, they too were discarded as potential image spoilers. Her thick, black mound glistened as she exposed it to the light. Jane was now quite aroused and wished she had a man to see her in this desirable state and who would want to ravish her. She could not remember the last time she made love to a man and ached for a manly rod to penetrate her womanhood once more.

As she lay on the bed, fondling her breasts with the satin of the amber silk blouse and letting the satin top sheet touch the lips of her deepening love cavern, she could no longer hold back the need to excite her body to orgasm. Thoughts like, “I can wash and iron the blouse and re-launder the sheet” sprang into her mind as she let her hands play with the erotic, silky satin of her friends blouse and let it sweep over her body. Her pussy was soon grinding against the sheet to stimulate it yet more.

Jane unbuttoned the blouse at the breast, to give herself more leverage, feel even sexier - as she imagined a man wanting to caress her beautiful body – and above all, to free up the bottom of the blouse, so that she could raise her mound from the bed and stroke herself with the amber silk. Jane was in a frenzy now, as she bobbed up and down as she stroked herself, increasing her pleasure with every touch. Her bare arse was free and riding high and low rhythmically with her self pleasuring. Jane felt wonderful.

What happened next was the ultimate shock and end to Jane’s self-fulfilment. From nowhere, Jane suddenly felt a sharp object thrust itself at her gaping sex hole. She was totally startled and could do nothing to stop, the stiff object forcing itself into her wanting hole and burying itself up to the hilt. This was followed by two thick, manly, thighs coming to rest against the soft round cheeks of her bum. “You sexy bitch. You told me you were working all day and here you are fucking yourself without me. No way am I going to let you get away with that. Seeing you with that blouse up your cunt is a definite turn on as well. Your tits look fantastic swinging free like that too. Let me hold them”.

Jane wanted to scream out loud that she was not Judy and that Richard was making a huge mistake. She wanted to tell him to take his big hands off her breasts and to stop pinching her exploding nipples. She also wanted to reprimand him for talking to her like she was some really sexy lady who was letting her breasts heave against a wonderfully sensual and sexual blouse made of the most erotic silk satin she had ever felt. Although she wanted to do all these things, her needs and desires outstripped these decent thoughts as she lusted after the thick cock thrusting inside her and felt the pleasure of her nipples throbbing with lust, as they were pinched hard and she also wanted to feel those large hands caressing and cupping her breasts as they swung rhythmically with each thrust of the two coupled bodies.

She said nothing and just pushed back hard against the stiff rod that pushed up deeper inside her than her vibrator had ever reached. Her love chamber just squelched as her liquids gushed out with each withdrawal of the mighty weapon, before it crashed still further into her deepening crevice. Her long black hair had cascaded all over her face and this prevented Richard from seeing that this was not his wife but her best friend. Jane did nothing to rectify the situation and as she eased the blouse satin against her throbbing clitoris, she knew her orgasm was about to consume her whole body. Somewhere deep inside her, Jane felt a primal sound of sheer lust start its journey from the depths of her soul all through her body, until it shattered the quiet room with its earthy noise as the orgasm simultaneously wrenched her body apart with its electric ferocity.
“Fuck me harder you bastard. I must have your cock. I need your fucking cock to split my cunt apart. Fuck me harder but don’t come inside me – come on me.” Jane was not taking the pill and the last thing she wanted was to risk another pregnancy. Why she wanted Richard to come on the blouse she had no idea, but this spontaneous instruction seemed to arouse her even more, as she shuddered with each wave of full body orgasmic electricity.

Richard, was carried away with the task in hand as well and had not realised that the words were not those of his usually not quite so explicit wife. “Yes my darling. I am fucking you as hard as I can and I have never felt stiffer. You are truly wild today and if you want me to shoot my gallons over your lovely blouse then it shall be done.”

As Jane’s all consuming explosion finally began to subside, she heard Richard gasp and give a semi early warning that the time had arrived. Jane moved forward as he began his withdrawal and turned quickly onto her back. The gaping amber blouse exposed one of her beautiful round breasts and she could also see her sodden fanny was split in two as her chamber had been so ravaged. These flash thoughts were greeted by the first of several spurts of Richards own sex juices as the blouse and Jane’s bare breast bore witness. Each thick dollop seemed to find its own place on either breast or blouse, without any perceived favourite.

“Is this what you wanted you sexy hussy? Did you want my load on your bosom and on your expensive blouse, so you could feel like a needy slut?” Jane had not thought this at all and was only trying to avoid an unwanted pregnancy. However, she liked the idea and it was certainly arousing her and seemingly appealed to Richard as well.

“Yes. Spill your load on your whore and see me beg for more. Watch your sperm seep into my blouse and dribble down my bosom. Then take me again from the front and let our bodies entwine. Let me wrap my spunk filled blouse in your cock and bring it back to life and then you can pleasure me again.”

She did not know why but this gave Jane a new surge of desire. Richard, who really should have known by now that this was not his wife but her best friend, seemed overcome by these erotic thoughts and suggestions. He was soon offering his still stiff and throbbing staff for the promised satin wrapping. Jane skilfully covered the stiffness with the delicate blouse and massaged the thick manly rod in both hands. This served to clean the weapon, maintain its rod-like features and also fill the luxury blouse with yet more sex juices.

Jane was soon easing the throbbing cock into her wanton cunt and groaned immediately she felt it reach her innermost self. Richard was soon riding her again and she felt his lips swallow the nipple of her bare, juice covered bosom. “Yes. Suck me hard. I like that. Suck them both and ravish my body.” Jane was having the time of her life and Richard obeyed her every whim. She felt her blouse unbutton still further to expose her other breast and felt her chamber grip hard onto his cock, as Richard sucked hard on her newly exposed nipple.

The two rode like dervishes as each sought to fuck the other senseless. Jane was making the most of her first sexual experience with a man for a long time and Richard was overcome by the wantonness of this seemingly sexually depraved woman he thought was his wife.

Only when the last blouse button was removed from the buttonhole and the silk satin pushed back, did Richard stop dead. “Judy – when did you get that tattoo on your belly?” Jane had a small heart shaped tattoo pierced by cupid’s arrow, near her belly button. Judy obviously did not. “I am sorry Richard. It’s not Judy – it’s me Jane. You caught me unawares and…well, I couldn’t stop. I have not had cock for so long and yours is fantastic…I just want it.” Jane was still pushing against the stiff cock, as she was almost ready to explode once again. Richard was trying not to respond, but found it impossible not to join the rhythm continued by this sexy woman his cock was buried in. “It’s not right Jane. I love Judy. I did not know it was you. I would never…” His voice trailed off as he felt his own orgasm draw suddenly closer.

“It’s ok Richard.” Jane quickened the rhythm as she spoke. “We are both innocent and we can forget this ever happened. I’ll wash the blouse and sheet and re-do the bed and Judy will never know.” Jane was almost at bursting point once more and as she felt Richard twitch inside her, she felt herself fall over the chasm of no return.

“I am coming again. Your cock is fabulous and hits the right spot. Drive it up inside me and give me something to remember you by”. Richard felt himself enveloped in the moment and his twitching throbbing cock was ready to give forth once again. “I am going to come too. Shall I get out of you?” Jane could not bear the thought of losing this gift of full and simultaneous orgasms and just cried out in lust and need. “No. Let’s make it loving and memorable. Love me for all you are worth and let me come like a lady in silk.” Richard obliged and the two arched and thrust together, clinging to each others body, until the last drop of juice and the last beat of electricity was shared.

They lay entwined for some time, before Richard slowly rolled off and lay beside Jane. “You were fantastic Jane. Thank you.” Jane turned towards her best friend’s husband. “Your cock was just what I needed. I felt like a slut and a lady. This blouse is fabulous too. I have never had an experience like that. Perhaps you will get mixed up again one day?” There was a twinkle in Jane’s eye. Richard looked into her beautiful, warm and friendly face. “Perhaps I might – it’s easily done you know.”




 
 

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